maxi n ITW vs. da bitches sms n nik

[maxi-padz]

nik got no skill/
ima make his blood spill/
hunting u down gives me a thrill/
as i pull ok da knife n move in for the kill/
soon ull be dead just like ur raps/
yo rhymes stink mo den yo mummas pussy flaps/
its time i teach u lil boys a lesson/
ima pistol whip u wit mah smith n wesson/
ur chances of survival lesson/
ever time u open ur trap/
nik is comen maaaad wack/
howd the narrator feel wit nik at his back/
he cant even put rhymes together/
sms got nik on a tether/
me n itw seperatin tha bitch made to da real/
caus we mob figggaz/
got our fingers poppen of da trigger/
we da real niggaz/
fuck da narator/
ima read the script/
u wont last a day in dis conflict/
these rhymes i dominate/
while u n nik watch each other mastrubate/
its time for me n itw to regulate/
weak emcees/
get down on yo knees/
and kiss da ground i walk on/
caus ur lyrics isn hitting weaker than the thong song/
ay yo iz on/
im da muthafukkin don/
i run dis shit/
ima fuck u up/
itw n maxi paddy bout to blow up/

fukk off
u doin whas happened to da dre forum
yea nigga fukk u 2
peace n luv to ITW well rip deez hoes
1 luv nig

[ITW [the irish boy]]

looks like we're gonna have to wait
sms tryin ta help nik ejaculatate
i guess it defeats the name masturbate
but i guess nik needs a prick to be his mate
now i dunno why im rippin this shit up
sms is back with a new forum to fuck up
sms claims he got structure, but like acupuncture
he got holes in his rhymes youve come to the junture
where the real proceed
and the weak concede
ur only claim at g is bitch made weed
u can't be real g till u see ur best friend bleed
twentyfour seven on this computer u need
postin like a postman hoping someone will read
foolin the computer callin u a muthafuckin don!
i tell u this much, it's muthafuckin wrong!
step into my crime circle and try to sing that same song
like maxi said compared to us ur dressed in a thong
keep fucking like this and nigga, or wigga, u wont be living for long

Whassup paddy...ur right theyre fucking up this board big time, but once we get the real geez back, hambone, bdogg, rcee and mdogg, then we'll have this board rocking again, in the mean time lets get rid of these parasites.

ITW

[Now_Im_Not_Banned]

I laugh at ya rhyme cuz its sucks like yo mama/
Not only that, it bites other rap styles like a paranah/
I piss on ya/
You need advice for pimpin Maxi Padi/
Fuckin eachother in the back seat of a Cadi/
Than u say "oh no here come my big fat daddy"/
His dad joins in and rips both they assholes badly/
Irish Thug licks his balls, and does it gladly/
He says "Come here, son, how you like my Weiner Schnitzel?"/
"I'm gonna stick it in yo ass, son like an unsharpened pencil"/
Than yo momma comes and says, "can I join the fun?"/
"Let's make it 4, instead of a 3some"/
It's like Family-fucking season/
Your dad says to yo ass "please son"/
"What is the reason.."/
"Your hogging up your mother?"/
Than your wrinkled grandma comes out with a louiville slugger/
Your dad bends her over and gets ready to fuck her/
and than come out her old ass grandpa lover/
He says, "Oh Shnit, can I suck Irish Thugs inch?"/
He comes and joins in and fucks his asshole with a car wrench/
Than your momma screams and says "ouch my ass got pinched!"/
It was me I ruined the fun and hung all yall on a lynch/
Next time you battle a crazy ass person like me/
You gettin ripped and that's whats gunna happen most likely/....


Fagz...

[maxi-padz]

i just been on holiday/
get back 1 minute n str8 back into da frey/
nik u r da wack of tha wackest/
why even try and come back at the best/
now im ready for the next/
cant even write a rhyme without sayen gay/
foo give up rhymen n get a day job/
n shut yo fucken gob/
unless u wanna get lynched by da mob/
i make yo mummaz heart throb/
nik u cant compare my shit wit that/
ay yo ima keep sayen it foo ur maaad wack/
ur better off wit ur head in da oven/
bake yo self untill yo brain scrambles/
then maybe u can come up wit somethin even a lil tight ish/
bitch look at dat rhyme u just wrote/
look at dis quote/
He says "Come here, son, how you like my Weiner Schnitzel?"/
"I'm gonna stick it in yo ass, son like an unsharpened pencil"/
nigga ima slap a holow point in yo temple/
use it as a stencil/
writing on the wall/
i play hard ball/
while u play yo self/
dont make me pull my gun out of its holster/
ill b smoken u like a toaster/
putten yo head at my dinner table on a coaster/
nigga uve gone to far/
caus i got cha/

ay yo come one nik i thought u had sum skill
dis gon be stupid if me n itw have to battle dis weak emcee like i said u da wackest of da wackest
maybe practise yo rhyme bitch then u can keep up
haha
peace itw
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