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Flexin at others expence (Bar Disses)

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kickz_deluxe:
cute boy.........

ß iz that bitch u?man, good lookin, but whatz yo damn age? 20?u just rookin bein bettelin in tha internet on that page//
I hunt u, sissy checkered rococo-styled leatherette wid a case for//
ma cunt spelt ya becomin a leatherneck, yu just beast of chase imma tha fuck explore// aigh, explored: lil spick n span butchhiker, c'mon go hitch a ride n snort ma life, write a cypher//
 oh, when u write yp crap ur hyperventilatin, (u don't know whut it meanz?itz tha sound of masturbatin), hyped laboratin n u think itz rap?//
 just bein black don't make it bro, yo future just will play tha back cuz yo rhymez iz quick at rapertee az a flyflap n I shit on yo boysupply, u r nutin but a fuckin wannab-g fag, so git yo ply-fee-back//
 pussy, I already digges da real one-hitta-quitta when u sipped hodgepodge mixed wid a vegeterian hotdogcooked ba ya blond babysitty//
 ill stop, yo"freestyle" meanz nuttin ...but u should learn becomin a real deep spitta

vitodeluca:
Ummm, why my name in ya mouth son?

Primo:
Like drinkin' 'Steroid Kool-aid', I get ' bigger with every punch'\\
Macks verse been-void-two-days, Sha77ers7ars thoughts already thunk\\

vitodeluca:

--- Quote from: Jemuel on December 11, 2003, 02:01:56 PM ---
And here's some wordplay for the book, YO vito! FAGGOT-SMILE!
Cuz Jem gonna ring your neck like fuckin ethiopian fasion-styles!




--- End quote ---
Bout to pop ya grill, kid be still witchya arrest stories ya drop as real,
fake ass kid ain't even "copped" a feel, lock ya grill and don't
speak on me, bitch how bout this, I ain't even speakin' ya name in tha diss,
ya burnin' up my nuts like syphilis and tha only fame in ya names residence
is in my wins list!!

Hahahahahaa

And "expence" is spelled expense mr. braniac braggin' about ya intellect

|JEM|ILL|:

--- Quote from: vitodeluca on December 17, 2003, 01:20:03 PM ---
--- Quote from: Jemuel on December 11, 2003, 02:01:56 PM ---
And here's some wordplay for the book, YO vito! FAGGOT-SMILE!
Cuz Jem gonna ring your neck like fuckin ethiopian fasion-styles!




--- End quote ---
Bout to pop ya grill, kid be still witchya arrest stories ya drop as real,
fake ass kid ain't even "copped" a feel, lock ya grill and don't
speak on me, bitch how bout this, I ain't even speakin' ya name in tha diss,
ya burnin' up my nuts like syphilis and tha only fame in ya names residence
is in my wins list!!

Hahahahahaa

And "expence" is spelled expense mr. braniac braggin' about ya intellect


--- End quote ---

I think my bar totally destroyed your fuckin 3 1/2...don't fuck round

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