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Hall of Fame nominations
ToNe1904:
ay 5 rhymez iz a LOT to post on here, its hard enuff to get people to vote on battles n thas only 2 rhymes they gotta read. if everyone post 5 rhymes...i guarantee most muthafuckaz wont read all of em. i say it should only be like yur 2 best rhymes....MAYBE 3. by tha way...ima nominate mahself in this shit. since it can be a current MC, n not necessarily a retired one...also...i nominate "timelock" if he hasnt already been nominated...ill post up mah rhymes inna minute....
So Much Style:
SMS THE LEGEND!!
Some of yall newbies dont know me/
but Im the Homie, rip you up keystle or vocally, just ask all them OG's!/
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ME-Murdering I DROP RYHMES
drop rhymes dropped off his lable/
this aint a fable but i dont think im gonna be able/
to leave a trail of trails when yall inhale/
my rhyme worthiness/
and silky fresh finess/
battle you leave you all up in this mess/
and thats what happens when you test the big SMS/
entertaining/
your rhymes are anything less than that/
call me farm cause i always come phat/
and how ya like that/
i beat rap cats over the head with a baseball bat just for talking trash/
and you say im a big dawg cause i got 150/
but ya still wanna fuck with me/
lets take this shit locally/
how real rap battling supposed to be/
if you trully are a mc/
LETS DO THIS VOCALLY!/
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Some Newer shit for my album
THe intro into the mind of a maniac/
you need to face the facts/
i battle u, beat you, hand you some valtrax/
for your anti-depreseent/
none the less its, my lesson/
i leave you congested like indegestion/
like mexicans with infested intestines/
damn! i bet u never seen lines like these/
but dont despise me/
you couldnt see me without eyezeen/
I'm too cold! so call me ICe cream/
I run the Night team/
so call me knocturnal/
I'm the shit so call me furtul/
Your takin all the piss so imma call you urinal/
But thats enough of you, back to the subject/
I'm hungry, i havent eaten my lunch yet/
I'm eating mc''c like it was a buffet/ or a buffay/
you stay eating nasty bitches, but hey, what say/
do i have in your lifetime lifelines/
None...so i'll stay out of yours, and you reamin likewise...
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Lyrical Confusion (FROM D.O.C.B.'s album)
my mind causes lyrical confusion/
creating illisions/ no solutions/
rhyme prosititution/ thats what im usin/
to sell records/ faster than a lepord/
peppered/ spotted like some checkers/
your bitch is wetter/ suckin on my nector/
but i can do better/ elector and representer/
Narrator is chosen/boastin kknowin i'll be/
writing a masterpeace/ watch the records increse/
deseased, the crease please leave/
i got some tricks up my sleeve/ so relieve everyone in my belief/
when i rhyme, i shine/ enuf to make u go blind/ every line/
creatin lyrical crime/ fuck a 9 i drop signs to show u its mine/
and if i dont tell/ i'll show/
hit below/the elbow/ u know/ its fatal/
fatal chances advanced to enhancedments i ran this/
on any planet/granted i am hit/i be screamin god damnit/cause im demandin/
and what i demend is what i open/im hopin/got u crokin and chockin/hot box smokin/
so i hope u come lyrically prepared/be scared/i declared and faired to swear/
on this rhyme itself/keebler elfs in the shelfs/tell/its bad for your health/
like a ray of ultra violet/i high but not there yet/i get/redirect to everybody left/
im in the atmosphere/sms in the dope gear/flyest thing to come out this year/
i will i promise/like nastrodamus/i taunt this/im on this/ like igaunas/
and lake moss/and frost/its lost/like crop/
circles/fulla purple/geeky urkel/ure wack, dont wanna get hit so u wear a snorkel/
around town/up down and around/i found/the mound/right about now/
causin likwidation/temptation/lyrical incarseration/what ure facin/
im like nicolas cage amillion faces/embrace this/but stay scritcly no hatas/
ure a phony/no homie/ya know me/og/vocally unholy/
so u get a lyrical check/in the neck/your voice box has been wrecked/with my dialect/
and metaphors/finish my chores/than scorn the vocal cords/
on my microphone/cause im home alone/just a homophone/ready to grab the chrome/
and thats all im about/i shout/im out like the dogg house/
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BEST FOR LAST! -the best battle this board has seen, won by me!
Narrator vs. TanjintYou couldnt beat me by any stretch of the imagination/
i turn a safe basin/into a tragic nation/
all over your face is where im ejaculatin'/
but not in a real sence/its past tense/
my offence/is my lyrics and shit comes EEMENCE/
and yo tanjint you know this is the best shit i ever emphasized/
my rhymes flys/im smarter than einstien/when hes magnified/99 times/
but shit/i just bit/canibIS/talkin bout punches you aint landin shit/
My rhymes are crazy tight, like balistic/
look back in these pages, check the statistics/
narrators shits higher than everyone, im majetic/
and you know i got mad $$, i must be 1800-collected/
And tanjint, my shit comes back and hits you like ricashae/
your fruity than alizay/
im BI- i got two ways/
but not sexual, its my interlectial/
i can beat you thinking or rhymeing its my perpectual/thoughts/
I dont care if your dope or not/
I stanglin grown ups or tots/stoppin Flows like blood clots/
AND im out
This is why im the man ^^^^^
SMS the narrator im out
ToNe1904:
Maybe reletively new, but battlin tha top muthafuckaz n holdin mah own...so....
VS. MAXI:
Guess u like to BE-SMASHED, challengin ToNe to a REMATCH, i leave yah burnt like a HEAT-RASH/
Maxi gotta lyrical landfill, i SEE-TRASH, u stepped on mah turf, i leave yah FEET-SLASHED/
Punch u in tha gut, now SPIT-YAH-LAME-LINEZ so u can have SHIT pass thru yo ass an LIPS-THA-SAME-TIME/
Face painted white, n u dont talk, ToNe'z QUICK-TAH-MAME-MIMEZ spittin bulletz out mah mouth, a full CLIP-I-AIM-NINEZ/
You say im COCKy, thas cus u gettin FUCKED-BITCHED, i left yah CUNT-STITCHED/
Made this PUNK-FLINCH, disoriented in a police car like a DRUNK-SNITCH/
ToNe winnin thiz battle, by BLASTIN-MAXI-PADZ cus he JACKZ-THA-RAPZ-HE-HAS/
Leavin yah mistreated like BLACKS-N-TAXI-CABZ/
Maxi'z like Suge inna strip search, a DUMB-NAKED-HATER/
Yah strugglin tah serve anyone like a ONE-LEGGED-WAITER, stallin wit yah rhymez sayin, "I'll....UMM-MAKE-IT-LATER"/
Like a Crack head wit amnesia, u suckin on GLASS-DICKZ n cant rememba yah LAST-HIT, thas cus i smoked yah ASS-QUICK/
Youz a gay dope dealin wanna be thug, a
SLANGIN-FAGGOT-G, n like a replay of 9/11 im BRANGIN-TRAGEDY/
Killed Maxi in tha on-DECK-CIRCLE, u had NO-CHANCE-TAH-HIT/
Easier then it would be tah WRECK-"URKEL", so GO-ENHANCE-YAH-SHIT/
Yah bout tah experience anotha lyrical BEAT-DOWN, But u aint goan REBOUND, so go head n take yo SEAT-CLOWN/
U gay like Elton John wit a BAG-FULLA-DICKZ n yah ass gettin burnt like a FAG-PULLIN-TRICKS/
Suck so much cock that u HAVE-SWOLLEN-LIPZ, n only won 11 timez cus u HAD-STOLEN-SPITZ/
I think Maxi let a TEAR-DROP, hurt at hiz own game, as if i bit Mike Tysons EAR-OFF/
I came way sicker then a MEER-COUGH, made tha "hardest rhymer" APPEAR-SOFT/
VS. THA7th:
ToNe bout tah drag Tha7th out tah sea, under cover of tha BAY-FOG/
Ay yo Timelock, i guess it aint KVB, I jus discovered tha true "GAY-DOG"/
Doin tag teams wit bitch-made Doggystylin, yah SPITTIN-RHYMEZ-WIT-YAH-LOVER/
Only time sumthin HARD cum out yah lipz is when yah done 69'N-EACHOTHER/
Not a chance of this homo PRONE-SCRUB-ALARMIN-ME, IM-RIPPIN-EM-FAST/
Why u walkin so funny?? Muss be dat BONE-THUGZ-N-HARMONY-DICK-IN-YAH-ASS/
Yah sport a RAG and a SAG, but a victim of hate crime FAG/
I leave yah toe TAGGED, nice new outfit, a body BAG/
Now yah MAD and SAD. I can hear it in yah quiverin VOICE/
Instead of a mom, u HAD two DADZ. yah born gay witout a CHOICE/
Couldnt stand tha sight of theyre RUDE-BEHAVIOR, known to eachotha as tha BOOTY-SAVIORS/
But now i know where tha influence came fah yur FRUITY-FLAVOR/
Think u ATTACKIN-QUICK-BITCH but busy JACKIN-TRICK-DICKZ/
Fuckin diseased fagz frum tha back, so yah PACKIN-SICK-SHIT/
Pretendin that u hard, but i look PAST-THA-HYPE, cus tha7th HAS-TAH-BITE to appear he FAST-TAH-WRITE/
Prison All-Star, like a date wit LiL Kim, inmates know they gettin ASS-TONIGHT/
Mad cus Im dissin yah PUNK-ASS-CITY, n bombin thiz bitch wit a verbal ASSAULT/
Around yah way men chose NUTZ-OVA-TITTIES, but hey it aint MAH-FAULT/
No one else gave Frisco tha "Gay" Rep, muthafuckaz like YOU-DID/
When yah STAND, holdin HANDZ wit Doggystylin and get struck by CUPID/
U drive on tha freeway, n make tha fast LANE-GO-QUICKER/
Nobody want u on they ass, they see yur RAINBOW-STICKER*/
...ok ok....fukit, im threw talkin bout yo sexual preference, time fah sum real shit now muthafucka....lemme switch thiz shit up.
No more talkin bout how yah like LICKIN-DICKZ, now im all about RIPPIN-CLICKZ/
Bitch wanna RUN-OFF-AT-THA-MOUTH, u hard in tha bay, but SOFT-IN-THA-SOUTH/
I rip yah muthafuckin EYES-OUTTA-SOCKET, cus yah cant SEE-TONE/
On a Dawgz nuts, Tha7th TRIES-NOW-TAH-JOCK-IT, call u "FLEA-BONE"/
Battlin u iz like tha first 2 wordz of "GETTYSBURGH-ADRESS", "4-SCORE..."/
I step up n lay yah PETTY-VERSE-TAH-REST-POOR-WHORE/
Like yah runnin in a track-MEET, with no FEET, no chance tah CHEAT/
This sorry member of ELITE, jus saw DEFEAT, now take a SEAT/
*Rainbow Sticker=Gay Pride symbol. lol
Vs Doggystylin:
ToNe battlin tha foo fagz call "Rice-a-Roni", cus he tha "sanfranCISCO-TREAT", greasin hot dickz like
CRISCO-HEAT/
Doggystylin gay like DISCO-BEATZ, man gitcho lipz of
SISQO'z-MEAT/
Battlin ToNe, u rendered OBSOLETE n i call u Silk, you
LOST-THA-BEAT while yah try tah FLOSS-ELITE, but pay tha COST-DEFEAT/
Im Booker-T, n u gonna feel a SPIN-A-ROONI, if thiz was best outta 5, "I got 5 on it" like i BEEN-A-LUNI/
Doggystylin cant see me like LENS-WITHOUT-PRESCRIPTION, Only winnin battles cus of dickridaz, yah WINS-WITHOUT-DESCRIPTION/
You tha lyircal version of Barkely, dont expect a COME-BACK, everything yah DONE-WACK, n ToNe pinned yah like THUMB-TACK/
Yah crewz tha only place yah bump yah GUMZ-AT, so i suggest yah betta RUN-BACK, yur brainz a derailed train, only ONE-TRACK/
Yah say Im buried in yah GRAVEYARD, mah spirit haunt yo fukin BRAVE-HEART/
Kill u wit these deCAYED-PARTS, even after death ToNe STAYS-HARD/
Doggystylin huh? how do i insult a man who likez tah TAKE-IT-IN-THA-ASS, yah filthy like a pig in Bubba'z yard, u jus BACON-IN-THA-GRASS/
You couldnt come hard, if u was Michael Jackson at SIXTH-GRADE-CAMP but yah broke witta burnt tongue cus yah LICKZ-PAYED-TRAMPS/
Cant defeat ToNe wit yah BITCH-MADE-RAPZ, yah originality under investigation, so yah SHIT-STAYED-TAPPED/
I flow easy like EX-LAX, with out an ounce of CONSTERNATION/
Yah shit iz soft like SEX-TRACKZ, but yah struggle like CONSTIPATION/
Call yahself "Doggystylin", well im in "Daygo" and we DAYGOSTYLE while yah rhymez gettin toyed wit like a fukin LEGO-PILE/
Fukin wit ToNe, u went frum tha FRYIN-PAN-TO-THA-SKILLET/
But yah showed a glimpse of heart, kept on TRYIN-MAN-THO-I-KILL-IT/
Like Shonuff yah came in FAST-BRAGGIN, but yah RAPZ-LAGGIN, now yah ASS-NAGGIN, defeated by Bruce Leroy, "Tha LAST-DRAGON"/
Vs Infinite:
Letz give a round of APPLAUSE for thiz DICK-RIDER-OF-THA-MONTH-BITCH/
ToNe exposin yah FLAWS, yah CLICKS-TIGHTER-WHEN-YAH-JUMPED-SHIP/
My wordz leave yall in GURNEYS, only defeat KINGz wit shitty votes in yah TOURNEYZ/
Infinite, tha HATER-AND-THIEF, ima demonSTRATE-HOW-TAH-BEEF, jus like RAIDERS-AND-CHIEFS/
I go fah championshipz, while this fukin GAY-HO-SPECTATES/
Yah rhymez are shitty n watered down, yah need sum KAOPECTATE*/
No chance tah win, spittin yur bullshit PROPHECIES n PHILOSOPHIES/
Yah aint STOPPIN-ME wit yur HYPOCRICIES, gettin played like MONOPOLY/
Inherit tha name "Infinite" cus yah lose till tha END-OF-TIME/
Im on tha offense, u cant DEFEND-YAH-RHYMES, n im committin SENSELESS-CRIMES/
Shot tah yah nervous system, BEND-YAH-SPINE, neuro surgeonz couldnt MEND-YAH-MIND/
Try tah "enlighten" me? what a CATASTROPHY, i spit BLASPHEMY n bring TRAGEDY/
Like MASTER-P, I stack CHIPS, got platinum SPITS, yah punk BITCH/
Fake SNITCH, suckin cop DICKZ, yah LIPZ wrapped around SWINE/
Witta loaded CLIP, dont SLIP, i SPLIT Infinite five-nine/
Call me tha full-time "Infinite Killa", turn yah numbers AROUND/
Work yo sorry ass frum 9 to 5, hows that SOUND??/
Yur only helpin yah crew tah fall further BEHIND/
No startin over for yah, even if yah hit REWIND/
Clicked on tha Crew Battle thread, yah chose tah BE-BLIND/
Cus when yah checked what name u was facin, u didnt wanna SEE-MINE/
*KAOPECTATE, a medicine for sick stomach, mostly for diarrhea
Vs Illicit:
Shhhhh....letz begin tha CERIMONY, joinin "Ceeride"
and "Death" in holy MATRIMONY/
KINGz killed yah GAME, verbal HITS tah yah LIPS, made yah
change yah NAME/
Ceeride...umm...i mean "ILLICIT", no matter which one, we still goan DISS-IT/
Bow down to a KING, my pinky RING, u KISS-IT as tha voters see yah rhyme n still DISMISS-IT/
Im str8 EXPLICIT n come SADISTIC with these LINGUISTICS/
Battlin ToNe yah RISKED-IT, now a STATISTIC, of verbal LOGISTICS/
Too complicated? lemme simplify, i BEAT-YO-BITCH-ASS/
Throwin lyrical fastballz atcha, i got HEAT-N-PITCH-FAST/
A swing and a miss, strike two when yah FIGHT-ME, we can battle after yah next name change, its STRIKE-THREE/
Facin me, now yah really jus like Kurupt, on DEATH-ROW/
Cell mates dick so far down yah throat yah lost yah BREATH-HO/
Awaitin tah be handed yah sentence, n prayin fah 25-WITTA-L/
To keep livin, gotta spit tight rhymez, no longer ALIVE-SENT-TAH-HELL/
Even more like yah idle, Cee in tha midst of tha RED-DEVIL/
Tryna keep yah HEAD-LEVEL, sold yah soul so tha DEBTS- SETTLED/
Like a rematch of Royal Rumble, whatcha goan DO?? buried even when tha judge was tha HATER-IN-YUR-CREW/
KINGz vs Melinan, goes tah show our ONE is GREATER-THEN-YUR-TWO/
U tha keystyle version of P-DIDDY, wanna BE-BIGGIE, n SWITCHIN-NAMES/
We call yah CEE-SHITTY tha cat that WE-PITY, cus u'z a BITCH-THA-SAME/
A "Crew Battle" thread set up by ILLICIT, surprise surprise, KINGz RIPPED-IT/
Shattered Melinan ego, yah cant FIX-IT, packed inna cardboard box marked "FRAGILE", n ToNe SHIPPED-IT/
M Dogg™:
Those that are nominated but still need to post rhymes.
Now_I_Know
Maxi Padz
HatesRats
Spawn
SkiLLaZTiK
Tha7th
Primo
bez
TimeLock
SKiLLaZTiC:
Re: WCC TROPHY FINAL.... SKiLLaZTiK vs. Sikotik
« Reply #1 on: 11/20/01 at 03:48:31 »
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ima drop thiz shit
not cuz im mad but cuz im bout ta end it
if u git offended
fuck u i'm tha #1 contendant
descended by tha greatest rhyme sayaz and motivated
by pimpz playaz and thugz so my life iz over rated
u hate it but can't do a damn thang about it
crowded in a room soon doomed by tha sight of a power outtage
routed 2 ya temple iz my hollow tip explode yo skull like a pimple
simply insane tha name siikotic placed in tha slain bitch nigga temple
otha demonz jump in ya body like a rental
here'z tha presental
mental image of somethin simple
sin ful wayz make wayz through tha sickness released frum hiz pencil
condensal i mean condensed caged inside a fence
released in tha streetz "shit juzt aint been tha same sense"
ya Deffence line try'z ta stop me call me tha steam roller
controller of ya contiouse ness inside ya system like ma name wuz solar
colder than a bag of of frozen penguinz testicalz
took target practice on otherz now bustin like a professional
progress profected while Sikotic iz mentaly injected
with infected chemicalz so he feelz tha CSN and muzt respect it
thought chu caught tha pass by otha niggaz but got intercepted
tha 7th iz proud ta have u on hiz side now he regret'z it
cuz ya charged to much on ya flow master card now u outta debit
forget it
if any body ask Skillastic said
at tha end of tha show i sit back and watch tha creditz.....
Re: U fucked up now (tha 7th)
« Reply #4 on: 10/01/01 at 15:45:09 » Quote Modify Remove
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fuck it
fake nigga here'z ma dick and u can suck it
when i c yo mama'z pussy
like a turkey i gotta stuff it
and im sayin fuck ya feelinz so i do thiz shit in public
put ya face on tha concrete drag scrape and scuff it
u on itw dick
that aint nutricious
i say he'z a lucky charm
u say "he'z frostedly delicious"
u 2 iz bitchez wit 7 fucken little puppy'z
CSN tha big shark'z
while yall tha fuckin Guppiez
Yo money talkz so u know im bout to fuckin Chris Tuck u
itz Rush Hour so on Friday ima let Debo fuck u
ima leave a gap in ya chest
put a maxi pad in it
even though we Hate rats
ima Master Splinter Karate kick it
yo name iz Tucan when i'm viewin ya flowz
they stink so to find then
all i do iz follow ma nose
yo lyrics anorexic
ma rhymez stay Nutty Profesor
im pimpin ya sister
while u fuckin ya uncle Festor
Better yet az a kid u got molested by uncle chestor
and im suckin yo mama'z titiez so hard that i De Chest Her
i get her wetter than ya chest when u cross ma path
wet like ya face when ITW fuckz u in tha azz
or ya tearz when u got abused by ya punk az dad
or when u tossed in tha river when we catch u dressed in drag
u try ta bite ma lyricz but u fuck around and burn ya tongue
scorch ya insidez and now u got a crispy longue
hung by ya nipple off tha dragon dungeon temple
or by ya pinky out a twelve story window itz simple
im puttin dimplez in ya temple wit a full automatic pistol
pull tha trigga and jump back like men in black leavin u cripple
i kidnapped ya unclez cuzzin'z sister father'z first mother
wit ma dick on her lip cuz her body'z to dead to fuck her
so fuck it im throwin eggrollz at chu while u chillin wit yo homoz
ma nick name iz bruce lee so stay tha fuck out ma Dojo
or return of tha Dragon i burn u then call ma Chinese Connection
sendin u to yo priest to give him yo confession
"sir i've sinned i've sucked tha dick of almost 20 men
and ma 7th man wuz Itw so ima suck him again"
Like Missy Yall Git yall freak on and yall don't want no minute man
u got Elton poster'z and u a Boy George fanatic fan
i think itz ova ma eyez begin to blinker
i spitten shit so hot
im startin to burn ma finger
Like Bet i Hits tha street and Rap ya City in tha Basement
Comicview ya Rhymez and laugh so hard they fall 2 tha pavement
ingadgement 4 tha worldz intertainment
kidz cover there eyez cuz itz blow out ya brain minute.
boom ya life iz doomed and now u lay dead
in tha itopsy all they found wuz CSN tatted on ya 4 head.
Re: Come battle me if you think you can take me.
« Reply #3 on: 07/24/01 at 12:32:44 » Quote Modify Remove
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First victim -Stiles- (nun personal)
since thiz tha firzt battle ima make tha lashez quick
so i still got time 2 have yo mom suck ma dick
u lil prick
think u hard enough ta battle tha bezt
no need 4 a vezt thiz bomb iz goin straight to ya chezt
thatz on ma set
West coast represent to tha death
i'm makin ya body twitch like u wuz feelin possessed
i got a sixth sense
i can sense a bitch nigga when he approaching
open chezt him no stressin cuz thiz 9 iz wut i'm holding
un loading on any nigga tryin ta tezt tha lyrical cannible
i eat bitch mc'z
like a scavenger roaming annimal
i got a deseaze itz called blaze a bitch nigga idez
u can't catch but chu affected
cuz i think i got tha viruz
but thatz enough 4 today clazz iz dismissed
let me step back wait 4 tha judgez and take yo lyrical azz kizz
Re: Ghetto Poetry
« Reply #4 on: 07/19/01 at 15:23:00 » Quote Modify Remove
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Thiz iz some real shit straight out ma heart so peep thiz shit....
i can't think half of tha time
so ima spit some shit frum tha heart and turn it into a poetry rhyme
when i wuz younger u can say it wuz sad
cuz i looked up 2 ma mother and ma brother fuck ma dead beat dad
that ol scared like a poodle azz punk azz fag
he probably somewhere straight dressed in drag
i had a step dad but he hopen i don't see him 2
i'll probably kill him 4 tha shit he put ma family through
tha motha fucka fucked up when i wuz about 7
he lucky at that age i didn't committe a 187
punk motha fucka put hiz handz on ma mom
i kept calm even though i felt like a self made time bomb
thatz on ma mom i woulda took hiz life!!!!
i woulda put tha gun 2 hiz head and not think twice!!!
betta yet thatz on ma life cuz my mom iz ma heart
i feel a tear about 2 drop so im not even gone start
all thoze timez me and ma siblingz used to sit and cry
wondering why hez beating on her and why he won't juzt die
but itz alright yall he gone git wutz already comin
so when i see him ima beatum so he better start runnin
bout 6 yearz ago he fucked up and tried ma brother
young 15 year old azz buff motha fucker
beat hiz azz around tha houze witout a fear in hiz mind
dude went 2 jail 4 a long motha fuckin time
so 4 wut ma brotha did 4 my mom by whoopin old dude azz
i look at him azz a father figure almost a dad
so to ma brotha Massikah till tha day i die my life iz 4 u
there 4 u any motha fuckin time!!
2 ma brotha Massikah u aint eva alone. I got cho back 4 ever nigga u, mom, and our lil brother and sister aint gotta worrie bout shit az long az i'm here.
1 luv.
Ma version of fuck tha WCC
« on: 01/06/02 at 22:26:35 » Quote Modify Remove
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fuck u bitch azz fagz rockin rainbow ragz
puttin wholez in u pussy'z sockin tha blood up wit "Maxi Padz"
bagz of soulz i collect i deposit on tha 11th
duck tha first 5 or 6 shotz but popped on "tha7th"
bodiez smeelin after i make ya insidez rott
bucken a combination on ya rist watch ta make ya life ".:Timelock:."
Stop tha flowz u spit cuz ya shit recievez no "Dnarrow"
U lil ignorant Boyz y u think they call u "I-Bo" comprendo
tha new title u hold iz a horrible blend
uz a bitch and a square so ima call u "BL7"
ina casket in a herse iz tha only way u "Ceeride"
im tha "most_hated" rapper but imma ride till i die
like pac raised me and gave me a new glock to clap
i crackle and pop all u niggaz right after ya fuckin neck "Snapp"
ya life crapped out i told u thatz not tha way tha game go
U slim Dicked bitchez so ya nick namez "DNARROW"
u dad iz a pig so i called him sir "Sir Hambone"
i met him when i took yo sister out then she got boned
wrong way 2 do her but hey imma pimp till life iz ova
if u wuz Master P and Eazy E u still wouldn't b a "Ruthless Souljah"
ma sickness makez ya vision blury like u drunk a case of "M Dogg" 20/20
"N-imy" eva gone stop not till 1 of u niggaz blaze threw me
i truly believe a hard rapper iz wut u'll never b
fucka Ameture Microphone Child i mean "AMC"
good "Gareefa" like Charlie Brown sais in Peanutts
trun ya skull "..::KloQwyse::.." like that possessed movie slutt
fuck u motha fucken blood suckaz feel tha rath of ma bregade
i fall outta tha sky wit thunder bolt'z and a Lightning ".:blade:."
Tha "Logic" of thiz conversation iz 4 u to figure out
cuz like u wuz late on PG&E imma put cho fuckin lightz out
me and ma gun neva part like we twinz of siamese
i dress like tupac and eat lucky charms so i can be a "Irish_Thug_Wannabe"
Gonna b tha man murderin all life'z in ur house
hidin in tha wallz like a Over grown "mouse"
ya spouse'z mouth iz ma dick holder
ya "Bez" bet iz not 2 kiss her when ma blow job iz over
since i'm a animal when i fuck ya daughter im "doggystylin"
ma nine spitz automatic tha sound of a siren
im tha winner in thiz battle b4 it even begun
sayin u did iz like tha battle naz and jay z and sayin "Jae Won"
fun iz over i balzed u niggaz wit no sequel
fucked ya family up to even tu hermana y tu "primo"
therez ma 5
CSN!!!
Holla
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