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Chamillitary Click:
--- Quote from: Do Buy Albums on May 06, 2013, 11:20:55 AM ---Struggle man? Always in trouble man
Raise you kid right, be the muhhfkkin man
Keep yo shit tight, always be grudgin man
Stank hoe gobble mines, why not drop a fuckin line?
Struggle man? Always bring trouble man
Got yo own site, cant stay away from mines
Banging troll squad ever since this site died
Oh yeah he say that every time he drop by
--- End quote ---
Like really? You don't see it? Lol.
Petey:
no need to bring the big guns out for little will b
dyin laughin at your ass the only way you could kill me
im from michigan bitch where we been had our gloves on
u emotional on this forum like mariahs old love song
u aint even worth the fuckin bars i spit thus far
ill call your fuckin sister to get my dick sucked hard
i wrote you erased you
molded and shaped you
washed you, rolled you
fist fucked your soul dude
hittin me in a pm like a groupie nigga
but at the end of the day you just a goofy wigga
u came a long way from bitchin and snitchin to the staff
to trying to blend in with cats that irritate u like a rash
you became what you hate and you jumped at the bait
everytime that i teabagged my nuts on your face
imma state this one time becasue its a known fact
slick ricks the only brit with a pass, so dont git'chaself gassed
now i can keep goin and showin my ass
but not like u want, im not a fag in some chaps
danger, danger...dont try to approach him
ive got will locked in a glass case of emotions
so kick back bloke and know to stay in your lane
or prepare for the shame while we lol at your pain
you could never see the kid like u lost a custody battle
fuckin with me punks get roughed up and man handled
burnt like a wax candle shit on and dismantled
ill break your ass down like a fat bitches bad sandles
know a womans place and go and make me a sammich
then go and seek some therepy to heal all the damage
Chamillitary Click:
--- Quote from: Sir Petey on May 06, 2013, 11:33:51 AM ---no need to bring the big guns out for little will b
dyin laughin at your ass the only way you could kill me
im from michigan bitch where we been had our gloves on
u emotional on this forum like mariahs old love song
u aint even worth the fuckin bars i spit thus far
ill call your fuckin sister to get my dick sucked hard
i wrote you erased you
molded and shaped you
washed you, rolled you
fist fucked your soul dude
hittin me in a pm like a groupie nigga
but at the end of the day you just a goofy wigga
u came a long way from bitchin and snitchin to the staff
to trying to blend in with cats that irritate u like a rash
you became what you hate and you jumped at the bait
everytime that i teabagged my nuts on your face
imma state this one time becasue its a known fact
slick ricks the only brit with a pass, so dont git'chaself gassed
now i can keep goin and showin my ass
but not like u want, im not a fag in some chaps
danger, danger...dont try to approach him
ive got will locked in a glass case of emotions
so kick back bloke and know to stay in your lane
or prepare for the shame while we lol at your pain
you could never see the kid like u lost a custody battle
fuckin with me punks get roughed up and man handled
burnt like a wax candle shit on and dismantled
ill break your ass down like a fat bitches bad sandles
know a womans place and go and make me a sammich
then go and seek some therepy to heal all the damage
--- End quote ---
That ain't shit, fam. Check this.
Yo man, they call me will b
Rapping is my game, wait a minute youll see.
Battling me will leave you lo-siiing.
I bet right now you feelin wooo-zzzzzyyyyy.
Will_B:
So finally it comes like his bitch never felt it
Bringing no heat now I'm about to melt it
He want it way real now I'm about to tell it
My shits so raw he swear he can smell it
Lyrics from me do what Tina got from Ike
He baggin to his broad what sex gone be like,
She want it way rude, but he out after 3 strike
The only boss player whose hoe rather be dyke
He spits so weak he want a truce don't doubt
While I be like cruisin about in the coop with a slouch,
and a noose in a pouch I been circling the house
Yeah thats your moms no doubt, where u goof on the couch
While U be aloof with a pout I'm in the hoop of your spouse,
then the roof of your mouth, the definition of ATA no doubt
That Ass to Ass yeah thats what I'm about
The first thing she shout when I'm goosing them out..
Is why you fruiting about,
dick me down like crazy like what Petey ain't about
Petey:
confuscius couldnt wrap his mind around the way that i be killin will
talkin greasy on this fuck like i was chillin at the drillin fields
imma spit it raw to let you know just how the feelin feel
of what it means to be a BEAST u never could keep it real
link deletin runnin and bitchin to the staff
crying your heart out when ever someone dissed ur boy daz
thats how we all know will, and for real no bitch will ever blow will
so go and find a hoe and let her know just how that dough feel
whether freestlye or keystyle
wills my bitch in the meanwhile
i remember he used to cry "hey, nima, his teams foul!!"
despite all your rage your still just a rat in a cage
fuckin smashed your pumpkin
now my tech n9ne feeling strange
u could never do me nada
im like a dissapointed father thought your rhymes would be hotter
but expecting real raps from a fake ass wigger
is like being single and waiting on wifey to make dinner
its never comin
with the flow i be gettin dumb when
i aint even trying so just imagine if i jumped in
head first and cut a real record
will would be my biggest fan, my autograph i would send him.
the weed i smokes to potent for will to ever be hittin it
i got hoes around the world on my dick from UK to michigan.
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