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NIK and ROC re: LIGHTS

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LAXCENTRAL:

--- Quote from: QuietTruth on August 25, 2009, 03:31:52 PM ---Oooh shit.

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yeah ghost is imroving...
E for effort

The Phoenix:

--- Quote from: LIGHTS on August 26, 2009, 02:01:13 PM ---
--- Quote from: QuietTruth on August 25, 2009, 03:31:52 PM ---Oooh shit.

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yeah ghost is imroving...
E for effort

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bez:
Ohhhhhh he did it....

Dude gotta be ghost cos nobody missin you,
Bez and kids, here, hold my cum tissue,
But you'd smell it and lick it, swollow then spit it,
Cos you groupie on me, just makin my dick itch,
Please don't spit shit, feltchin got you wasted,
Asshole flow but your urinary in tastless,
Kids is so basic, Nik and Roccy ran it,
But just couldnt land em, just like a roccy planet,
My tablet is laminated in granite I'm embaressed,
I put em to the floor like extra baggage from my carriage,
My cabbage is green but your's, all rotten,
My carrots are clean, and tomato's,  yeah I squash em,
Leave em red faced can't stand the task,
Yeah you lack heart, that's why you ghost, perhaps?
Relapsed and got envy, enemy with jealousy,
What happened to Casp being friendly? Maybe...
Dude went for the best, but got taught a lesson,
Rhyming 'cold as december', that's older than a pension,
You dim-son, my suits red, like crimson,
Blood gushing from wounds you can't move or stitch up,
This is a mix up, surly, my flows too nice,
Battle nothin, no siginal, fuck a poltegeist,
Fighting Lights? mention my name? behave!
My rhymes you a slave, Ghost got sent back to his grave,
Attacked you, now you made, I'll see you in a while,
Its so Lights can understand it and BEZ can smile!

LAXCENTRAL:
sick spit bez

G-Funk:

--- Quote from: the ghost on August 25, 2009, 01:51:22 PM ---Well since Quiet Truth is the truth.  I must take the L for round one.

Ok LIGHTS out for round two, what you wanna do
When I spew rhymes sicker than swine flu at you
And you've tricked your crew no doubt your IQ
Is lower than zero divided by two
I spit so funky people be like "who farted"
I can't believe I have to battle with a bitch thats retarded
Makin lame posts while you brag and you boast
You'll be darker than toast after this lyrical roast from the ghost
I'm scarier than host sicker than most
So how you spossed to guard me in the post
Back you down slam you to the asphault
I can't really blame you its yo mom's ass fault
She squatted and shit out a dummy
Probabally amazed at what grew from her tummy
It really ain't funny like BEZ with a child
This is just mild wait till I get rilled
So sucka LIGHTS bend over and cough
And be just like Target and Bez and have kids pants half off
I'll give you credit for being too stupid to molest
I must confess this battle has been no contest
Like when Russia punked your homeland
Your parents went down on the troops like quicksand
Most likely your mother bent over and took commie dick nightly
She ran mad trains and that putting it lightly
And 9 months later what came out was you
A fucked up mess a retarded stew
They should have slapped your mom for learning how to screw
Cause when Lights go out I'm over and through

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muthafuckin ghost :o

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