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maxi-paddy:
sup bdogg
man is been crazy hea
people dyin funerals, bitches weed n alki
iz all good
u?
peace
1

Sikotic™:
Damn Paddy you must have been gettin in some crazy shit.

I'm aight. Just workin on finishing up school for the rest of the year. I got a name change too.

See ya when I seeya

Now_Im_Not_Banned:
Well, it's NIK back in ya face/
Breakin ya back/
Puttin ya back, back in a brace/
I'm back now/
Bodyslammin pussy's like The Rock on Smackdown/
Ya'll betta' back down/
I'll hit you with a million lines/
At the same time while I spray my nine/
It's quite simple/
You just get beat like insturmentals/
When you see My homies rollin' doin Drive-bye's in limo's/
My whole team cary Heat like Alonzo Mournin/
Pussy, ready to eat like George Fourman/
My rhymes stay tight, yours stay borin'/
You stay on 0, while I keep scorin'/
Your bitch hates ya guts, me she's adorin'/
I'm only 13 but my heart is what I'm pourin'/
Minus the R, it spells heat/
Ground you like cleet's/
There aint no beat/
You're just up for defeate/
With an acappella/
Through the computer I can smell ya/
You stink, and that's what I'ma tell ya/
This might be whack, but it's my first ever rhyme/
And it might be tight, cuz I used my mind/
If I join ya team/
It will be supreme/
Like the Hustle/
I'll break ya muscle/
So don't fuck with me/
I know I seem.../
A li'l to young/
But I ain't a Lil Bow Wow, so don't get me wrong/
I'm blazin like weed/
One of the greatest indeed/
I wont even let ya breathe/
Cuz ya breath smell like feet/
Jewish Killa, like Benie Sigel/
Not the rappa', the mobbsta, they both evil/
And I promise you'll see a sequal.../
To this rhyme/
I see ya cryin'/
Cuz I'm so damn good/
I aint lien/
I'm fuckin you up in my childhood/
Now it's time for me to go/
I'm 13 ridin' solo/
You feelin this shit? Reply yes or no/
...

No one read this yet, it's my first Freestyle..

ITW [the irish boy]:
HAY YO
WHO'S SAFE AN WHO GOTTA GO
DIS GAME LIKE CRAPS
ILL HAVE ANOTHA THROW
I DONT THINK IM LAME
BUT YALL OUTHA KNOW
DOES MY RHYME SOUND LIKE ITS
EMINATING FROM PAC
OR MORE LIKE RUSSELL CROWE
TO MY NIGGA PADDY WHAT UP DOGG
MY NIGGA WHOA
U BETTA EASE UP QUIK
OR U COULD TAKE A BLOW
LIFE AINT LIKE DAT GAME O' CRAPS
TRY'A LIVE UR DARK SIDE
OUT THRU YO RAPS
COZ WHEN NIGGAS GET ZIPPED UP
IN THEM RUBBER BAGS
DONT MATTER IF U FLOSS
OR U LIVE IN RAGS
MY NIGGA MAXI-G
GRAB THEM NINE INCH BALLS
RAISE YO FINGER UP
AN MAKE EM FALL
COZ IM EGGED UP
AN READY TA BALL
PULL THE TRIGGA ON A NINE
WATCH EM DANCE OR CRAWL


LAME OR GAME???

HONEST OPINIONS

Sikotic™:
sizzlin like a frying pan

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