Author Topic: to some nigga named irish thug wannabe (Read 225 times)

Skillastic · « **on:** June 12, 2001, 06:40:17 PM »

fuck u u broke bitch
i'll leave yo ass in a pool of piss
buck 1 9 2 timez to make yo face see solar eclipses
i'm on some pimp shit u washed up like dirty dishes
yo flowz iz weak like pee wee herman against scottie pippen
i brake yo armz while u try to pull silent alarmz
i guess yo fake irish ass forgot to eat cho fuckin lucky charms
wanna be thug
how tha fuck do that sound
u told yo self that use a bitch
and aint bold enough to be down fa shit
i spit it cold like ya girl suckz my dick hole
i through bowz while u look for yo fuckin lucky pot of gold
i got the game sold like a Holyfield Tyson fight
u Frisco Dike
Put down tha mic u band for tha rest of ya life!!

P.S. Sorry to make u look like a garbage muthafucka
but don't ever come at me crazy like i'm some little sucka

SKiLLaZTiC · « **Reply #1 on:** June 12, 2001, 07:36:50 PM »

I had 2 switch ma name to SKiLLaZTiC so if u wan't to email me
skillastic@aol.com

p.s. itz still FuCK Irish Thug

ITW [the irish boy] · « **Reply #2 on:** June 13, 2001, 07:17:38 AM »

I dont know you when did we meet?//I dont have beef //but put that beef on tha barbe, and you'll be in the coral reef//swimming, praying to your irish chief//ITW the name you must peep//Ironic coz i make niggas weep//and sleep//down for all shit as i glide by in my pajaro jeep//you down for pimp shit//i reep the awards of a pimptyte pilosophy//have the bitches stepping to me//coz im a pimp in the form of escort agency//peeps say, but your sixteen, your crazy g//broads asking who will i choose "maybe me?"//we'll see//but for no get in line or turn and flee//coz the names irish thug wannabe//

G, i dunno who you are or what your tripping over but dont fuck with me aigght??

SKiLLaZTiC · « **Reply #3 on:** June 13, 2001, 07:15:56 PM »

I can't believe u came wit that gay rap thatz hella ancient
u so damn weak i coulda beat yo rhymez in sign language
u make me sick to ma stomache spitten them ol gay rhymez
if yo flowz wuz lookz u couldn't be seen in tha night or day time
i bust rhymez illegaly like selling bootleg moonshine
touch 1 of mine ma bulletz touch u back in yo fuckin spine
u went out like a bitch sayin don't fuck wit me pleaze
but real mc'z don't drop tearz when they git clowned if they real G'z
so think twice when u see ma name keystyle rappin
now stop take a breath I hear the audience gaspin and clappin

shh shh

P.s. if u don't remember me than look at West Coast Affiliates Vol. 1
by ma nigga hatesrats and look wut u wrote against us

CSN!!!!!!

Sikotic™ · « **Reply #4 on:** June 14, 2001, 03:53:39 AM »

Betta not fuck with Irish Thug Wannabe//
Cause I'm like herpes, nigga, you can't get rid of me//
Try if ya can but you might end up in a fatality//
Don't think it can't cause I'll make it a reality//
I dare ya to battle me//
Fuck CNS and yo family//
Lookin at your family portrait was a catastrophe//
Talkin about Frisco dikes, nigga look at your wife//
Suckin clit like its the last day of her life//
ALLLLL NIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!//
Nigga I blasted you outta site//
My lyrical capabilities got you in fright//
Faggot, blow my dick like a fuckin crack pipe//
Afterall thats the only talent you got//
Better retire from the rap game fo you get shot//
Yo ass too young ya adolescent tot//
Hope ya body rot//