West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: cremedelaclem on April 15, 2001, 10:12:08 AM
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aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight
i want EVERYONE to spit some on this one and keep it going for a long ass time
(NIK, Narrator, all y'all)
first post is a verse each from me and my homies.....and whos better to set the mood than that crazy nz muh'fuh Mouse Howl
Mouse- Yo
dropping some shit
like a brick
place it on my shoe
and kick it
STRAIGHT IN YOUR GRILL
til you have a mouthfill
the Mouse skill
small but built ill
I don't kill
I steal
like homie off Friday
around my way
I'll peel a rap in ya ass
fuck caps and clips
they are for bitches with dicks
rip and invert
the clit expert
I make alotta woman
Man or Mouse?
that ain't the fuckin question
no restin for me
the wicked best be angry
so I don't sleep
I'll let y'all do that for me....
Cremdelaclem- Aiight
The west coast affiliates and family
all fall into this piece like gravity
mindstate insanity
all causin battery if you try to handle me
establish the
agony
black hoodies lookin raggedy
split your teeth like bad cavetys
body's rottin mad magety
the iller livin
dark brown and vanilla chillin
smoke rise to the ceilin
makin a killin
blatant villains
from that same bloody strip
where the beats is hardcore and the blunts is honey dipped
i came to the game to explore a range of pain from major pain to stranger pain with tame restraint
chain some reighns to the main vein in your brain and pull against the grain of your membrane cos im off the chain
Sunshine- this battle teams more nasty than crem's baby mommas momma in the nude
my verses got so many curses im gettin sued
rude and crude when im not in the mood
but when i am i chew emcees up like food
pussy niggas get used to this
or amune to shit
that im droppin right up on y'all hoes like im ludacris
even the stupidest
can see that im not scrupulous
see what ima do to this
twist up the uterus
till that shit smell like tuna fish
brixton cats wet you in the queue and come in the club with wet pistols
quick to busta blood vessel like the sex pistols
Blueyes- its blueyes bringin the pain upon your speakers
cos all at once im proud of where im from like boricuas
your the weakest
you suck like dmx in my brothers keeper
or belly with nas
or missy elliot and nelly futard...
i roll with cats who never leave the house for real
that aint lazyness we weighed down by our balls of steal
dont underestimate the shit that ill do for a meal
cos im the type that lives the night life and robs and steals
as a youth i did some shit that would make niggas puke
thats why im sick on the mic in my old age duke
the fruits
of my loins is scattered all across the world
cos i dont fuck with no condoms ya heard?
Storge Knives- Stand back motherfuckers y'all about to get banished
im the planets baddest emcee causin damage
outlandish
elegent heaven scent
ive never been, the type to come delicate
my flow'll melt metal like liquid sulphur
the beat flow throught me electric conductor
i conduct a..
beat like an orchestra
destruct a motherfucker who dont know who hes talkin ta'
awkwader,
than french truck drivers on strike on the border
the rawest applause causer
y'all emcees tryin to educate but you barely in the knowledge
labels fight over my shit like Elian Gonzalez
im schoolin y'all bitches but i rarely go to college
and im rulin y'all with this cos your nearly all demolished.
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hey yo dresnoop is here/
i'ma drop it down and take yo bitch from the rear/
this rap may be fucked up and wack/
thas cuz this is my first tyme and i'm a mack/
yeah, maybe it is fucked up/
its my first tyme bitch so shut tha fuck up/
i'm just gona try to go with tha flow/
all u gotta know is to keep cool and lay low/
i'm just gonna try to keep it lyrical/
and hell, i kno i ain't a miracle/
i'm just gonna try to play this out/
and just take it out/
i the one that makes ur bitch scream out/
who tha fuck thinks u gonna drop dis shit/
who tha fuck thinks that u gonna suck a dick/
shut tha fuck and just take it like a ho/
I dunno bout dis rap and havin some mo/
aight thas enough for now/
so keep it like snoop and saw "bow wow"/
i think dis is/
maybe it is/
the last and first rap i'll ever do/
so i'll just talk to y'all later and let u have a clue/
aight thas it
i kno thas so, so fucked up
i was just bored, i'm not a freestyler at all
i just usually go to the regualr message board to see whas goin on
so if u kno dis is fucked up, i kno it too
peace
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NIK/
rhymes are boring like a fucken play/
his 2 line rhymes when u can listen to mine all day/
what the fuck is now_i_know/
nigga cant flow/
so why the fuck he try to throw/
haha nig couldn even get a deal at death row/
shyt nig u should stop tryin to ryhme n go hang/
next u probably be sayin u a gang-banger/
if u live in the streetz where im from u would leave yo house/
ud be a fucken fag like mouse/
do yoself a favour and put yo head in a noose/
caus ur rhymes is az dull as a dead goose/
rhymin against me has a cost/
caus my heart iz as cold as jack frost/
NIK and mouse must be fucken lost/
maxi-padz got tha goodz/
felt from tha bays to tha hoodz/
my grip on tha mic is as tight as a vice/
nigga i made u look stupid twice/
shit yo voices sound squeky like mice/
dont reply to this nig i aint nice/
ima cold motherfucker when it comes to fake mc's/
i dont even respect tha og's/
i dont know what u want/
but u want me dead/
u fucken coward/
ima bust at u bitches until i see fit/
u fucken counterfiet/
no ima ligth up a torch/
n lead u niggaz throw this dark hall way/
im tha future rapper to lead the way/
when bulletz fly i sway/
i got tha killa instincts/
haha sit down n show respect niggaz/
coz we mob figgaz/
i hit rocks n bust glocks/
just like tha hustlaz/
nigga i aint gangsta but im as hard as thugz/
what u think
peace
1
ay yo mouse n NIK
no disrespect homies but yo if this battle u gotta start this shit of somewhere?
lolz
much luv
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sit down now stand up/
step back mouse and shut tha fuck up/
im sick of ur freestyle rambling/
nigga fuckin with me ur gambling/
gambling ur life away/
i keep all yall niggaz at bay/
i stand tall/
while all u niggaz grovel at my feet n fall/
im better than u all/
im gonna win it was written in the lyrical scripts/
u bustin weak words thro ur dick lips/
nigga dont bust near me u got penis breathe/
ima come for u nigga call me death/
i am the feeling when the coldness travels from yo brain to ur liver/
causin u to shiver/
say my name 3 times in the mirror/
and ill bust thro the door strikin fear/
i can see it in ur eyes u know da end is near/
but instead off taking it like a man/
u get on ur knees n bed like a fucken animal/
haha call me tha lord of terror/
striking fear into all ur hearts n souls/
i torment yo mind while u sleep/
break into ur dreams wit a knife when u dreamin of yo sheep/
yo future is looking bleak/
haha my lyrical skill is uneek/
its a miracle i was born with talent so raw/
nig for me to win its tha law/
so fire ur self up solja and prepare for war/
ur gonna wish ur mum used contraception/
u try n get under my skin by deception/
its my eagle like preception/
that makes me untouchable/
like i told u in my 4 rhymes befo this today im unstopable/
peace
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SHIT, WRITERS BLOCK TODAY. I'VE TRIED 3 RHYMES AND THEY'RE ALL WACK. I PREFER THE BIGGER BATTLE BUT PAD IF U NEED BACK UP U NOW WHERE IM AT
PEACE MOUSE&CO. I'LL BE BACK TO HIT IT UP TOMORROW MAYBE...KEEP IT REAL HOMIEZ
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ooooohhhhh weeeeeeee/
this is the new place to be/
guess who this is/
its the H-A-M-B-O-N-E/
bringin flava for all the West Coast Affiliates/
styles for miles/
i'll give you a dime for all your rhymes/
roll all that change up/
im takin it back cause its mines/
your Swatch watch, they define me in Rolex Time/
you hear those chimes/
tick tick tick.....
i think its time to blow your mind/
im so devine/
your azz is dirty like bathroom lyme/
dont let me bring out the lysol with Pine/
i continue to climb/
sit down relax, kick the lazy boy back and recline/
watch as i age and get better like wine/
lyrics leave u in shock, speechless, make you learn sign/
if this was on tape, youd have to hit rewind/
just letin ya'll know i still got my shine/
takin yall to the test/
fuck the vest/
take blows see who can fight like the old school days/
Im Knockin fools out, like homers to Willie Mayes/
what the fuck do u have to say/
im like a Great White/
takin big ass bites/
rappers fallen/
like a pinto and stallen/
your a marc/
trying to be like X/
you didnt mark the spot
family matters lookin narc/
pulled your plug, im the new spark/
now your cold, im makin this shit hot....
step up to the plate, get ate, like a steak discard your body, dump it in a lake, just playin that shit sounded fake, but just wait,
taking it back, the date is almost 4 20....light it up and blaze a sack, puff puff pass, i got 5 on it, but still going to hide my own stash, put 2pac in, turn that shit up.....find his enemies, its time to mash, bust shots with the glock, it dont stop, fuck lauryn hill and doo wop, aint no fuckin peace on my block, bloods, crips, seatown gangstas, jackin everyones whips, takin yo bitch, craniums spewin blood, dont matter where u from, none of us showin no love, what set u claimin, south CD Gangstas fool, and we still bangin, and ridin on daytons, just waitin, for fools to slip, we will take that ride..and dip.....u didnt hear it? Your heart beat just skipped!
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mouse with the sickness
ima post something tomorow kid for sure
im real tired now.....
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u must want some stitches/
damn bitches/
wishin to bring the funk/
fuck the funk, you need to feel some pain/
fuck destiny's child, I will make you say my name/
hambone, hambone, hambone/
nick nack paddy wack, seatown gangstas just bum rushed your home/
oh damn, chrome tip hollow point at the dome/
the analytical/
lyrical/
belive in God, which makes me spiritual/
really doh/
stay away from those ho's/
you had the clap/
in the dictionary, they use your dick as the map/
u must feel famous/
feelin like andy and amos/
battle you from here to uranos/
just ripped you a new anus/
whats the real deal/
u r on the back burner/
you will be forgotten but not missed/
no one will ever wonder/
get on your knees and kiss the pinky ring/
hambones your new supreme being/
of this west coast Affiliates team/
im primary/
your secondary/
whats up kid/
u still think you are tuff?, mmmm well not quite
you still playing with light brite?/
shit, maybe its those damn cabbage patch dolls/
i knew damn well u didnt have no balls/
or do u play with barbie, strawberry shortcake, or smurffet/
you think you the best, in this world series/
I brought the crown home, kicked your ass as if you were the mets/
everything you put up is a brick/
the crowd goes Wild....3....2.....1....
ssssswwwwiiiiiiiiiiiiish.........nothing but net
Whats up Affiliates.......
Kevin Garnett All the way baby...
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im immortal/
ur bulletz cant hit wha they cant see/
u cant touch me/
im untouchable/
cant see me im invisible/
cant kill me nigga im invinsable/
im tha shiver that runs thro yo body on a hot afternoon/
im tha creature tha howls on a full moon/
im tha fog that comes out of nowhere/
niga i loom/
i cauz heart attacks thro shock/
nig is passed yo bed time look at tha clock/
tick tock fuck i dont even need a glock/
ima cut u open flow thro yo veins nigga i kill u wit ease/
i consume ur mind n soul like a fucken disease/
can u feel my spirit/
my thoughts n emotions flowin thro yo mind u fear it/
u better believe it/
i am in ur blood/
when u bleed on teh floor when u explode i am released/
now u deseased/
now yo body is decomposing/
thats what a bitch gets fo posing/
n challenging my believ/
now u dead n to yo soul its a relief/
coz nigga we had beef/
and u cant fuck wit tha un killable/
its unexplanable/
u thought u won but nigga/
i GOT CHA/
peace
1
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This aint the best battler ever
You need me forever
Bring in the weather
But don't stay together
the storm is coming
bitches be running
I'll spray verbal rain
like a machine gun gunnin
You'll hesitate
But not get wet
Won't graduate
And fall down one step
The levation of my hesitation
Is all I need to for a verbal assassination
Destination unknown
I'm full grown
A hand in my pocket
The other all alone
Step in the scene
With a nickel plated gleam
Watch my words evaporate to steam
Now team
Together as one
We can do this key
One on One
The assualt aint done...
It's just started
My words aint departed
They coming to me on carts being carted
That's right
Can you keep up
You're falling behind
Please don't get stuck
I know I'm ahead and your falling back
Losing control like a pack of cats on a light liquored stash
Do you even know what I just flowed
That whole third line was blow for blow stoned
Undo the hate
Don't penetrate
Thats my job fool
Bend over and wait
I'm completely tearing your words apart
They're crumbling like bricks at the school yard park
The trucks come in to hall them out
While you try to shovel them up and put them in your mouth
Dont re-use
I win you lose
It's over my friend
You were verbally bruised
I know it hurts
Put your face in the dirt
In like an ostrich
With a sign that says jerk
-bpg
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oh shit i ain know u said that
else i cant remember
my bad
ima drop some shyt later
peace
1
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U GIVE A FUCK ABOUT OUR FUCKIN FEEDBACK
ILL STUFF YOUR FUCKIN ASS IN A FUCKIN GEE BAG/
WHATS A GEE BAG?/
LIKE A TEA BAG/
ENTERED THROUGH ALL HOLES/
UR PETIT ASS RESEMBLE GARDEN KNOMES/
AS YOU FLOSS WAVIN ABOUT THOSE MOBILE PHONES/
EXCUSE ME ILL TAKE THAT? MY NAME IS OFFICER JONES/
CLAIMIN GANGSTA YOU RUN AROUND WITH THEM NINE INCH CHROME/
IT OUTSIZES YOUR DICK EVEN WHEN YOUR ON THE BONE/
RUN QUICK ASK YOUR BITCH HOW HER MIND WAS BLOWN/
NOT BY PETIT DICK NON GANGSTA BITCH/
BY ME THE RAPPING EQUIVILENT OF AL CAPONE/
GANGSTA GANGSTA GEEZ WITH A WHOLE LOTTA HEART/
GIVE A DRESS AND MAKEUP/
DANM YOU LOOK THE PART/
WHATS THAT SMELL? SHIT DID U JUST FART?/
OH MAN U WOULDNT GET THAT MUCH SHIT IN A SEWAGE CART!/
YOUVE KAKED YOURSELF AND WERE YET TO START/
STOP WANKIN BOUT LIL MARGE SIMPSON AND BART/
NOT TO MENTION LIL LISA SIMPSON/
STOP THAT SHIT SON AND ILL SHOW U TO PIMP SOME/
IT GIVES REWARDS BUT NOT LIKE YOUR WIMPS FUN/
THIS IS ENTERING A PUSSY WITH A WILD WILD WEST GUN/
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introducing,
the northwest estyle m.c.
the topp Dogg, not snoop, but representng, S-E-A-double T-L-E,
fuckin with me,
i'll fuck up your whole cerebral,
make u all mental/
the level u speak on, is elmer fud, bugs bunny people/
thinking you lethal/
cartoonish/
like a lion and the king sequel/
i get 5 estyle mics/
you'll get negative 5/
fakin actin like a dyke/
wishing you werent alive/
with a pip squeek bark and a nibble for your bite/
your mark wahlberg outta sight/
im tom hanks, takin the ocsar on this night/
not really any battles at all/
sat back, relaxed watched all of ya'll stumbled and fall/
its like a sport/
you need to come ready to ball/
or dont try to step onto this basketball court/
thought your shit was protected like a fort/
its fo life, to bring any and all pain/
came to this estyle board/
drop a few lines and shit hasnt been the same/
put everything you have on the table/
my rhymes are so sick, they give me a Mr. Yuck Label/
your movin slow like 56k/
man, i got At&t Cable/
its the 21st century/
when they talk about the e-stylers, they just mention me/
who was he?/
they dont know/
they will just remember that i rocked the show
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heres another funky battle rhyme courtesy off my lil homie Storge Knives-
"this one goes out to all those fake ass wannabe emcees thats tryin to step to my man in nz....FUCK Y'ALL .....from the heart!"
y'all tell hella lies and cant understand the steez
i think youd better recognie like my name was sam sneed
ill take a lot of defeatin
in fact ill even be bleedin
before ill have a decent reason to admit i was beaten
ill keep going like triple x long life batterys/
so youll have to be/
statically charged if you wanna battle me/
im glad to be/
that emcee that cause panic and anarchy/
put me on your track ill make it phat like calories/
im nicer than greg nice/
and sicker than head lice/
plus im iller than snake bites/
and shine brighter than ice/
fake rappers get sliced/
with they head all up in the vice/
storge knives/
dont make me tell you twice
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mouse needs back up
coz he knows he gon get smacked up
nigga FUK u to/
talking shyt from tha heart/
bitch shut ur trap hole/
faggot ass broke nigga on tha dole/
like mastah killah said something in tha hood goes CLACK CLACK/
check yo self nigga 2 bulletz flyin at yo back/
who dat nig storge knives/
thought he was a playa coz he had 3 wives/
nigga shut up i fuck em all/
now u wanna brawl/
shyt ur gay ass lyrics muct be rubbin off on me/
sayin u rhyme with mo energy/
u cant compare wit me/
nig u aint even understand tha game/
dare u to question my untouchable aim/
storge knives mustn know in here theres a pecking order/
i rhyme first and last coz i start tha precision/
ima make an incision/
gut u form ur head to ur feet/
im so handy wit tha knife call me sleek/
dont test me fool/
i play wit tha 9 milla like iz a tool/
n fuck with me ill leave yo blood in a pool/
shyt thas weak effort
yall can tell i aint rhyme in a few days im warm up now
bring u some of that shyt u love?
lolz
peace
1
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this is fo yo baby girl/
u my enemy so i gotta kill u/
thats why i gotta kill u/
why u fuck me around /
i ain no muthafucken foo/
talkin shit behind my back/
fucked wit mah homie/
sayin that u don even know me/
grab u by da hair/
strip yo ass bare/
slap u like a hoe till u cry/
then ima put a knife to yo throat n tell u that u gonna die/
throw u into da wall/
laugh at u as u try n crawl/
when u get to tha door/
ima kick u in the head/
not gonna stop till yo whole head is red/
u shouldn fuck wit me when im drinking/
like xzibit ima fucken alcoholik/
call it what u want/
but tha fact is nigga yo bitch is in my cellar/
ima muthafucken cut her head up n send it in paper bag if u dont come hea ya heard/
ay fuck yo bitch u my freestyle opponent/
in this west coast affiliated tournament/
shaved head tattood no gold on my wrist/
ima rip yo jewelery off n slap u with it/
maxi-paddy bringing a rhyme wit beef in it/
peace
1
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for the weak/
dont try to speak/
thinkin you hard like the ROC, or memphis bleek/
im on top, the highest peak/
the women in the clubs who do they seek?/
me, hambone, with the glance have the women start to TLC and Creep/
lets just take a time out/
all this hootin and hollerin makin me start to shout/
calm down analyze the situation/
come back, show u a real mc demostration/
more like a demolition/
u burning, have a inflammation?/
herpes, the clap, gonorrhea/
shit dont wanna be ya./
ask yourself a question/
u really Keepin it "Real", or are u off in some other demention?
tweak what you say, and stay on point/
listen to dre, come correct and blaze a joint/
some of your shit was sloppy, like pig, oink oink/
muthafucka stay away from the fat/
i keep my lyrics lean/
you aint mean, i'll break you off at the seam/
im the champ about to make this back to back like the lakers team/
back board breakin/
earthquake shakin/
sysemic tools cant measure this on a rhector scale/
stealin your shine, like i was the "Glove", Gary Payton
lyrics, that broke your back bone/
exposed your fairy tale/
fake life, your not loud, Im settin the tone/
home run hittin, like the all star game coming, im bringing it home/
this is the place where we are, seattle/
crem-digits presents the greatest battel/
thats right, brandin ya'll as if you were my cattle/
here,we always step up to the plate/
like the mariners in first place/
the best record to date/
just makes you want to sit there and contemplate/
the boy is coming correct from the northwest/
takin no prisoners/
fuck with me, you'll have cement shoes at the bottom of the lake/
so whats the dilly?/
still actin silly/
whats your idea of tough?/
hard lines, cuss words make you rough?/
when any of ya'll actually go to jail, prison/
that is when i will start to listen/
me and my boy just finished Federal doing 2 and a half years/
that is some serious tatoo tears/
no pussy,no weed,no wwwwwwhaaaaasuuuupppppp commercial beers/
u really wanna take it to the street?/
name the time and place, and we can meet/
and nothing that will stop me, from takin you 6 feet deep/
but im a family man like dre/
so please watch what you say/
im a father, have a daughter/
and believe me........i aint afraid to pull a manslaughter!!!!
>:( >:( >:( >:( >:( >:( >:(
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UMM
MAYBE SOMEONE COULD TURN THE MUSIC UP?
OVERHAUL SOME WACK RHYMES LIKE PISS IN A CUP
HAMBONES RIGHT, SHITS STARTIN TA, GET ROUGH
JUST PLAYIN ALONG DAWG, WAITIN TA CALL THERE BLUFF
WERE ALL GROWN MEN WE KNOW WHEN ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
JUST BEFORE THAT CROSSDRESSER MOUSE APPEARS WITH HANDCUFFS
AND A MUFF WHIP
GET OUT QUIK
TELL THE BOYS WHAT JUST DIPPED
THEY GET MAD ONE OF EM JUST FLIPPED
CHASE MOUSE WITH PAD
BUT STILETTOS MAKE HIM DONE SLIP
SLIP INTO THIS U LIL PUNK SQUARE BITCH
U LOOK LIKE NO GANGSTA
MORE LIKE AMERICAN PIES PAUL FINCH
YEAH? THATS THE GUY THAT WOULD CRY AT A PINCH
THATS THE KINDA GUY THAT WOULD TURN OUT A SNITCH
WHO WOULD TURN ON HIS FRIENDS
LIKE TURNING A LIGHT SWITCH
AYO PAD CAN U REALLY TELL WHICH ONES WHICH?
I HAVE A CATOGORICAL MIND, TWO HEADINGS/ HOMIE AND BITCH
ILL LEAVE IT TO YALL TO PICK WHICH
PEACE
KEEP IT GOING ON
YO SUP HAMBONE AND MAXI PADDY
shits gettin better mouse, but where your homies at?
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ima put all htese catz in 2 sections/
tha niggaz n tha bitchez who be beaten on they erection/
bring on da selection/
u know if u in mah good books/
n u kow if u a hoe coz ill diss yo ass in a flow/
while i down a bottle of old crow/
i getting high as i style/
crack crack o oh goodbye another dead nigga in my file/
shyt! fuck this shyt is wack
daymz
ay yo itw n mouse n all those other cats that seen me rhyme fairly regulary be honest to god
am i wastin my muthafucken time?
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sup irish......
yo maxi..its cool..just keep at it....
write them down.....then get online and type it...
i just type it when i get on here.....or when i am in the shower i try to think of shit.....
peace...
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Da Assassin a.k.a. Bdogg about to get in this//
I see ya don't want me here but I don't give a shit//
Y'all be fallin Harder than Lennox while I blockin your hits//
Can't touch me so you pout and have hissy fits//
Come on man, get in my face//
I never fall//
Disconnect your jaw so bad you sippin grits through a straw//
Talking shit and you think I can't back it up...NAH//
My lyrics be hotta than Beyonce Knowles with a thong on//
You can't read it, my motto is Prove Me Wrong//
Try at your own risk, or be singin yo swain song//
You as fake as Mike J//
You livin a fantasy everyday//
You won't admit it but most of y'all worship everything I say//
I be droppin more bombs on ya I'm Timothy Mc Veigh//
Light the explosives on y'all hatas and run//
Find refuge in the land of the Rising Sun//
Now I'm talkin to the Feds usin' words like "ICHIBAN"//
HAHA...Y'all know I'm jokin//
Words more toxic than a room full of smokin'//
While I'm screamin at you your cryin with your pants soakin//
Or you could shit, its your notion//
ITW, whats up man, long time no see//
Then theres Maxi-Padz, remember me//
Well I'm out, peace homies//
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U KNOW MAXI P WILL BE HIGH AS A KITE
BUT NOW THAT MOUSES GONE WHO CAN WE FIGHT
I SAY ENEMIES ARE JUST FRIENDS IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT
MOUSE U JUST MAY BE DISSED ON THIS WEBSITE
BUT YOU HELPED US GANGSTA RAP
U EXTENDED OUR PLIGHT
BUT PADDY LOW ESTEEM IS A FUCKING BLIGHT
DONT QUESTION YOURSELF
U HAVE THE TALENT TO WRITE
WHEN WE STARTED TOGETHER I WOULD WONDER ALL NIGHT
WHYS HE BETTER THAN ME THIS LITTLE MITE FROM OZ
I WAS JUST A SLOW STARTER? I HOPE THATS ALL IT WAS.
YO BDOGG WHUTS UP WITH THE BIG BIG BOSS
I THOUGHT UD GONE UNDER THE FLEDLING MOSS
OF THESE NEW KIDS FILLIN IN WHERE WE THOUGHT U WERE LOST
WE MISS THE BACDAFUCKUP ATTITUDE WHEN U DONT GIVE A TOSS
COZ WHEN U FUCK WITH BDOGG ITS NOT WITHOUT COST
Hmm who knows? not my best rhyme i didnt really have the flows, and that shows. Mouse come around again when u get the chance. Keep writing and hit us back with some raw gangsta shit on your return. Until then Keep it Real homie.
Ayo paddy. Fucks sake man, you have more talent than most of us! Dont let ur self confidence down and if it goes down dont show the board your weakness. Send private messages. Like i said in the rhyme, at the start you went light years ahead of me. I was sure i hadnt got the bug. But things got better and hopefully ive improved. Some of the shit u spat in the battlefield was top notch nigga. Keep going. Ill be back tomorrow and you better have a fuckin top class rhyme posted or imma kick yo ass!
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thats right/
keep it tight/
even if it dont sound right/
nobody can do it all the time/
bustin tight ass lyrics with some funky ass lines/
keep your head up, and pen to the pad/
irish thug, me, and the rest of the e-stylers will feel bad/
if you dont keep at it/
just keep going and say Fuck IT/
take a time out/
maybe u just have too much things u thinking about/
what i do is just to put my feeling to the keyboard/
relieve my stress makin me feel like i am dicin and slicin some of these fools with a sword/
so dont stress over nothin/
maybe some new cat will come along and push your buttons/
and you will get that feeling again/
that there is nobody else..and only you will win!
just keep at it man.....keep at it...i aint the greatest.....on here...but i keep at it......good luck mouse....
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ay yo u gon kick mah ass?
fill me up a glass/
haha yea nigga hea comes a blast from da past/
imagine deez lyrics spat real fast/
almost as fast ass tha bulletz i bust/
try n seep thro my defences/
my capz emited/
shyt nig u got detected/
im tha ghetto leader elected/
u lil bitch u a hastler/
when ima hustler watch me hustle/
my arms is big but my dicks my biggest muscle/
pussy teaser woman pleaser/
ima lick ur clit then get my dick some lip/
then ima shoot 6 rounds at yo car n make it flip/
u say this tha greatest battle ever/
hard hittin thought provokin lyrics i deliever/
sometimes so dark and unexplanile u get a shiver/
like im watching u/
hahaha im back wit a crack/
thinking bout quitin but alreay at yo throats wit a comeback/
i ain worried bout showin weakness/
i emit a source of strenght/
untouchable force/
and i show no remorse/
when im about to blow up my eyes glow/
the fear i strike thro my stare stays wit my victims for an eternity/
someitmez when i transform into da killa in me/
my niggaz is to scared to even fucken look at me/
i unno
peace
1
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ALOT BETTER THAN THE LAST ONE WAS
BAC UP IN THIS MOTHERFUCKA
ITS DAT DAWG FROM OZ
WITH THE NINE INCH CLAWS
SEEKIN PUSSY ON ALL FOUR WALLS
U BAC UP AND READY FROM YO LAST FALL?
AIIGHT HERE WE GO DAWGS ITS TIME TA BALL
I LEAD THE PACK
AN IM READY TA JACK
HAMBONE BDOGG HOP IN THRU DA BACK
PAD IN THE FRONT FILLIN UP THE SACK
U GET THE KNACK TO WHACK WHETHER YOUR WHITE OR BLACK
WELL IM WHITE AND DATS A SIGHT IF I GET IN A FIGHT
IN MY PLIGHT TO STOP MY HOMIE FROM USEIN DAT CRACK
PROWLIN THE STREETS AT NIGHT NOT AFRAID OF A FRIGHT
COZ I HIBERNATE THRU THE DAY
AND TAKE TO FLIGHT AT NIGHT
US FOUR WE COULD SWALLOW U UP IN ONE BITE
SPIT U OUT I SHOULD OF BIT NOW MY BREATH SMELLS LIKE SHIT
NEARLY AS BAD AS THAT FISHY BITCH SMELL WAFTIN OUTTA YOUR CLIT
MOUSES GONE BUT CREMEDDEL U THE DICK THAT STARTED IT
WED APPRECIATE IT IF U PARTICIPATED A BIT
Keep postin babies
IRISH THUG WANNABE
bdogg
maxi-p
hambone
let's rip this shit up one more time. and some shit from u too mdogg. an wheres dat one hit wonder nik?suckin on a dick?lol
im out
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i will be back on here soon....been doing the daddy thing lately..lookin for daycare for my child...Dayuuuum ya'lll daycare cost like 1,000 a month!!! its cool....but i will drop something in a few days....
sup bdogg
maxi and irish thug...
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back off dis shit bout ta blow/
when 20 niggaz wit skill get togetha n start to flow/
they start to throw mad ass lyrics that be bumpin in yo eardrums/
deafenin yo senses n blinding da foes/
makin yo foot bump n atractin da hoes/
but above all this talent i rise/
step up da throne is yo demise/
i got the game in my palm/
from da ghetto to da farm/
yall try to replicate/
me and then u dublicate/
but yall cant win tha great debate/
all u can do when im da last mand standing in dis battle is playa hate/
iz a funny thang fate/
1 day u could be top of da world/
soaring thro da skies next a knife in ya spine/
just when it was ur time to shine/
this rhyme gettin left unfinished/
caus yo ass got dimished/
my soul is clean while urs is tanted/
my body n mind is reincarnated/
now i rap bout death but im sophisticated/
im tha feeling that u call fear/
always lurking at ur rear/
as ur confidence leaves u my chance is near/
u turn around n shoot at my shadow/
muahah evil laughs haunt u as i dissapear/
u start to run as u reload ur gun/
i reappear just in ur vision/
now u think is this real or imagination/
is dis guy living or a d'lusion/
u wait but u dont hea nothin is it an illusion/
u hear something drop and clang/
u spin around n let of a bang/
then when u look u cant see anythang/
muahaha there i go again/
now u get to ur knees beggin/
i loom out tha mist n walk towards ur crying body/
a tall dark shadow wit a blade in my hand/
u let off ur last shot which strikes me in the chest/
i fall to the ground n gasp/
u let out a nervous laugh hehe/
u lower ur vision n then look up again n there im standing/
muahaha here i come nigga u cant kill me/
u accept da fact ur gonna die/
as i advance for the final blow/
u wake up in a sweat of tears and blood/
was this real of a dream u contemplating u think u know/
then see my fucken face in da window/
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its a sunny day, here in the northwest/
takin a toke,
of that chronic smoke/
slidin through the Eastside of this great city/
give luvv to all those, even the ones i gave pity/
still, shit does get kinda shitty/
fools testin me online,offline soundin more like lauryn hill dooo waaaaa ditty/
or is that paperboy/
the rest of ya'll will be left to sing hooks like Ms. Toi/
you know how we do it/
like ice cube mobbin out, mashin without any break fluid/
screw it/
time to come correct/
microphone check, make that a keyboard check/
fuck u up with all the keystyle dialect/
so come try to flex/
scratch your azzes like funkmaster/
grab the tech/
bulls eye, u better Call FEMA, theres been a disaster/
have u anticipatin/
the Tru God/
the Rakim Master/
so what are u after/
fame? respect? fortune?/
u sure in hell aint the one/
styles for miles, originality with a touch of fun/
gangsterism when i need to bring it/
dont glorify it, not trying to promote it/
do any of ya'll really have a history/
or is it all a fairy tale? more like a mystery/
you see/
things are nothin but facts comin through my computer, for you to view/
smoked, and cooked your azz like Stew/
who knew, this cat from the rainy city/
makin my mark, original with Authenticity/
i carry the keystyle patents/
time for ya'll to pay the fee/
i shattered your destiny/
scratched u off like a flea/
what could it be, Hambone, yeah thats me/
must i come hard and start cussin more/
nah, just passin through now im out the door/
blazed the spot, ducked the cops/
saw a cutey parked in the lot/
got the phone number/
damn she was hot/
yeah im feelin good now, im on top/
time to hit seward park/
see the bloods and some crips, doing the crip hop/
nuttin but luvv on this fine day/
what more can i say/
im from Seattle, Representin BAAAAABAAAAAy!!!!!!
took it chill with this one..its a hot sunny day here in seattle lol not normal for us..its lik 70 degrees so this was a fun keystyle....sup all
much luvv to ya'll
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OK LETS BLAZE UP THIS BOARD AGAIN
AND RAISE UP YO SWORD AGAIN
ITS TIME TO RAID THIS HOARD AGAIN
ITS TIME I GOT PAID TO WORD WIT THIS PEN
WHUTTS UP
NOONES BEEN STYLIN SINCE WE GOT BACK
WE ALL SOULD BE FRYIN THAT WEED IN THE SACK
A WHISPER DOWN THE BACK SAID THIS SHIT IS WACK
WHATT!!! MUTHAFUCKA THE THUG WANNABES BACK
THUMPIN DOWN THE STREET LOOKIN FOR PAT
FIND HIM LOOKIN AT HIS FEET A GAT WRAPPED IN HIS HAT
HE LOOKS BEAT BUT THATS OUR OZZIE CAT
HE SHOOTS TO KILL NOT JUST IN HIS RAPS
IF HE GOT PAID HED HAVE SOME BILL FOR BUSTIN THOSE CAPS
U CLAIM U CAN FLY BUT ONE SHOT AND U FLAP
HEHEHEHE COME HERE BITCH YO MANS DEAD NOW SIT ON MY LAP
JUST A SHORT ONE TO GET SHIT ROLLIN AGAIN
ITW
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Lyrical Attack
Another Verbal wiplash
I pulled out so fast
You got an inside-out nutsack
Gimme a dictionary
To end you like missionary
You sleep at night
I come like the tooth-fairy
Scary?
Oh yes
god damn time to stress
I stay on top, dont think nothing less
Unless you fret the smell of my breath
Then come my way with a stick of winterfresh
I'll tear you up with a cool vocal test
And drag you around like you are my leased pet
God Damn you know you can do what I did
Flowed so hard your voice ran and hid
Bid to the highest bidder
A whack ass keystyle is a taste of something bitter
You quitter
Now I spitter in your direction
slap you with letters
you lose sight of your own reflection
Now its time for the vowels
I throw those so hard
Your ears dont follow
You say "A E I O U"
I SAID "HEY! SEE I OWN YOU"
Now really, if you don't realize what I say
Then please dig a 6 foot hole TO LAY ... OKAY
NOW TOP THAT FOOL!
Now its time for the vowels
I throw those so hard
Your ears dont follow
You say "A E I O U"
I SAID "HEY! SEE I OWN YOU"
Yall Liked That Shit!
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top anything/
how much bacon u bring/
cut out that fat/
im stayin lean/
e-styles flowin like a stream/
Just call me Mr. Clean/
you dirty dirty/
im strong and sturdy/
your weak, and flimsy/
i come with nuthing but consistent quality/
time after time/
rhyme after rhyme/
try as hard as u want, you still cant follow/
in my steps, more like on your knees..open up, take a swallow/
gulp, gulp......
sick bastard/
cock the gun back, pump pump, Blaaaaw!!!/
your hardcore image is shallow/
you new name is pussy willow/
time to lay you down to rest/
put your head on that coffin pillow/
im on a quest/
i expect nuthing but the best/
from all the affilates/
need to all step up, and keep rippin shit/
One day we will put this on the Best of the Affiliates Mixx/
I can only wish/
until then, I need to keep this up, break ya off as my new bitch/
so is this still the greatest battle/
nobody seems to be taking it serious and moving forward/
more like going back, doing a lateral/
No matter where im at, im going to represent seattle/
rising above the clouds/
for all the fallen soldiers/
im makin them proud/
my mind has been movin towards criminalistic/
say some wack shit, i will go ballistic/
yeah this shit is exquisite/
lace this keystyle for all of the affiliatez
im the Big Target, your just the blip/
so sit back and take a sip/
drink some of this game/
or let it marinate/
your shit is the same, i can barely stay awake/
im giving it to you, all you can eat/
so take a seat, bringin it just for the streets/
so come ruff and rugged/
dont be tender like some meat/
if you do, I will know u wasnt/
up to the challenge, mashed u together ate u as my sandwich/
you u are plain, so please refrain, from the claim, of being on top/
aight maaain?/
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PICIDILLY CIRCUS
LIKE THIS RIDICULUS SURPLUS
OF WANNABE RAPPERS
SUCKIN ON PURSED LIPS GRABBIN PURSES
COMPILIN THEIR RHYMES OF THE WORSTEST CURSES
WHILE I LIE BACK GET MY BALLS BURST BY NURSES
TOP THIS
I GUESS IT WUZ A GOOD RHYME NOT A CRIME
NIGGA U DID JUST FINE BUT JUST REMEMBER ULL NEVA TOP MINE
SIPPIN WINE IN MY PRIME
DONT DENY I HAVE DEVINE/ POWER OF KINGS
IM GODS RIGHT HAND MAN HE TELLS ME THINGS
FUCK THE BLING BLINGS AND ANGELS DONT GOT WINGS
A SECRET HES A WOMAN AND WEARS NIPPLE RINGS
AHHH SHIT U BETTER RUN FOR SHE TRYS TO SING
COZ EVEN THE DEVINE ONE HAILS ME KING OF KINGS
HEHEHEHEHE WHASSUP HOMIES KEEP IT CRACKIN...bpg snoopdogg that was some good shit keep it up g..haha...but remember, youll not top me.
later homies
IRISH THUG WANNABE
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remember, youll not top me.
Heehee, This Is What I have To Say!
You must not have heard my last few words
But I read your last two sentences
That shit was absurd
You flow like shit in the form of curds
Fallin from the sky from a flock of birds
Now Sir
Let Me Tell You Again
BPG's best friend is not an Irish Kid
Mr. Irish_thug_wannabe
Will Be Mr. Irish_thug_wannaSEE
After I poke out his E-Y-E's
And Let Them Drop Like apples from an apple tree
So you tell me to remember that you are better
But Why should I from your vocal measure
It doesn't even reach the richter scale
So Hale The Irish who will never prevail??
This is the war that crem started
But Parted and departed to me ill-hearted
So I'll take this board one by one and gun you down like nun's shun fun
REMEMBER?? PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I JUST MADE YOU REMEMBER
later homies
-bpg
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oh shit/
its startin to get serious/
muthafuckas are starting to sound furious/
stepped up to the plate/
i know its all luvv, but the rhymes have hate/
everybody sounds alike/
nobody came to fight/
all the same,more like carbon copy xeroxes/
your mutated, retarded you werent lucky to go through a synapsis/
yeah look through that dictionary to see what that is/
class is in session, u flunked this quiz/
im comin scandalous/
affiliates is a family, yes,
unfortunately there just isnt a "I" in us/
"I" is he, that be me, keep fucking around u will get burned, save yourself and cop a plea/
dont you see?/
the proof is in the puddin/
knowin damn well ya'll shouldn'/
define irony/
all claim to be on top and bringin it hard/
hmmm...all sounds like me/
while Hambone brings the Tyranny
:) ;) :D ;D >:( :( :o 8) ??? ::) :P :-[ :-X :-/ :-* :'(
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IN MY RHYME I BRING LOVE
BUT WHEN YOU WAR I FIGHT
I SEE NO DOVE
U HAVE NO RIGHT
TO TAKE THE BELT FROM BE
THATS NUTHIN SHORT OF BLASPHEMY
COZ WHEN IM THRU WIT U YOULL BLAST FOR ME
YOULL GIVE UP YOUR MUTHAFUCKIN ASS FOR ME
TAKE YOUR NAME FROM SOMEONE ELSE AND ADD A BPG
GET A NEW NAME LIKE THE THUG WANNABE
THUG WANNA SEE??
SWITCH THAT AROUND YA CANT SEE ME
WE ALL NOW UR THE ONE HANGIN FROM A TREE
JACK OFF ONE LAST TIME YOUR A 'GIN NEVER SEEN A GEE
ONE MORE QUESTION?WHO HUNG YA?IT WUSSUNT ME
were'd that outburst come from bpg, hahaha remember, you'll not top me!
later gs
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yo, what happen to everyone else/
it really dont matter cause Im going for self/
top notch/
your swatch watch/
im rolex/
coming from the northwest/
glidin,slidin all the way through the northwestside/
everyone else hidin/
dont wanna show/
on dem do lows/
takin blow, to they nose/
fuckin with hoes/
while im jackin dem mo mo's/
who has the serious image/
this isnt the superbowl, more like a scrimmage/
lyrics hittin you, causin serious damage/
im consistent,
persistant/
multi extravagant/
your hesitant/
keep tellin yourself to be jubliant/
take a backstep/
im kinda mad, some of ya'll aint rep correct/
heres some tissue, i see a couple of tears, even you momma wept/
your about as tight as wyclef/
fell off, like cannibus, put on the back shelf/
your small, even close to medium/
im XX large, just remember im in charge/
Ahhh Tennnn Hut!!!!/ Im Your Sarge!!!/
drop down give me Ten/
your bitch is about as good lookin as marge/
u have 10 seconds/
to convince me to chill and let everything be pleasant/
or bow down and remain my peasant/
not claimin to be the king/
im the silent partner, runnin things/
like the offensive coordinator on the team/
keepin everything in check/
from here to yo set/
and thats on a 3 to 1 bet/
your about to get wet/
reach for your umbrella/
you's a bitch, trying to get your groove back like Stella/
can't rhyme like Yella/
i got nothin left to tell ya/
keep it true, stay down whether its red or blue/
stay tight with your crew/
smoke a blunt, have a brew/
and take out the Bar b que!
sup all!
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Yall Ready........ OK!
Another War Dance Verse From A Mexican Smurf
I can make an Irish Thug cry without using a curse
Simply take his beer and his green t-shirt
Pull down his pants and lets his knees hit the earth
I've been doing this shit since the day of my birth
Attacking Irish Thugs that be claiming my turf
Is It Worth The Pain and grief though?
Yea especially when you take an Irish potatoe
Put a mexican sticker over their label
And steal their leprechaun porn from their TV cable
I got your gold kid, you gonna run after me
I'll leave a trail of gold coins to my destiny
I mean destination
Sorry , lack of communication
I'm flowing so fast Im out of ammunition
But I'm on mission
To go fishin
And be pissin in a lake of irishes kissin
That's irish dissin from a mexican tradition
Long Live Mexico
That's it for my wishin
later gators
-bpg
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A LIL BIT BETTA FROM DA KING OF WACKNESS
HAHA HANG U UP IN A RING AND HARNESS
CLAIMIN BROWN PRIDE AND DISSIN MY PEOPLE? DATS NOT HARDNESS
YEAH YO A CARD LESS THE DECK
HAVE BITCHES XCLAIMIN WHAT DA HECK
SORRY WHAT THE HELL ILL BREAK YOUR NECK
MICROPHONE CHECK SON
BETTA BOW DOWN SON
YOULL BE CAUGHT IN THE MOUSE HUNT
HAHA REMEMBER MOUSE?YEA HES DEAD.CUNT
SO ILL BE BLUNT
LEAVE OR TRY AND SHUNT
ANOTHER ROUND OF CAPS
DONT JUST GRUNT
U CAME TIGHT BUT CAUGHT THE BLIGHT
THATS PICKIN A FIGHT WITH IRISH MIGHT
IM CONSTIPATED OR BORED SHITLESS SO I SAY
GOODNIGHT
sup ya'll... sorry bout usin yo name mouse.r.i.p. hahahaha... sup bpg lets see some more spit shit...i think that was a weak effort but shits on my mind.
Later
IRISH THUG WANNABE
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You Say What I Said Is weak
Well Speak from yo mind
But this tweak will now shine my prime
This Time I'll send your ass where you belong
Singing happy happy joy joy songs to king kong
No wonder, you pitty my strength in heat
It's like zipping up your body at the start of your feet
From your toe to your head, you lie there dead
With red pumping out from my verbal post thread
You read the beef and now your deceased
The feast has started for some raw Irish meat
A gourmet platter only means the least
But what does matter is now I'm the chief
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yo verteran of this keystyle shit...........yoooo
ima tear yall up some more/
ima fuckin tear out your vocal cords/
why? so u cant rap no more/
cause fag u aint gettin better than 4
outta 10 on my scale/
get the fuck off my tail/
causin betrail to this male fail ima put you in a cradle/
like baby , cause your bitch ass be whinnin/
all these contracts your signin/
bringing money to mine and/
my crew cause your wack as fuck too/
me battling you/
like a 7 foot verse 5'2/
its not fare/
so dont share i declare/
the enhanced chance/
proverbs causing rampads/
i'll see you next period like i was tampax/
and fuck u up inbetween the ring/
cause u cant see me/
like your optical vision was 20/70
so yo dont be messin with me!
yooooo try to overcome that dope shit im out
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this topic is dying
from the lack of trying
the wackness of lying
and the sadness of crying
time to rip this shit up with my standard black font
but im not the standard black hombre i know you want
in fact im irish and white in the mood for a fight
step up if u think my claim is not right
haha denying my rule is denying a human right
a human riot, of gs and hoes disruptin the quiet of a tuesday night
what a sight what a mite good fight good night
bye bye officer jones ive turned out the light
well its hard to know what to rap about
when oppenents are too wack to talk about
taking in from behind and gettin cum in the mouth?
then heading due south claiming street clout
sorry in the south of my country wont be a dick in yo mouth
ma pote john kick u with or without
a boot on his foot if hes inside or out
i dunno how that sounded but to me it was pretty wack. three days without rappin does that to u
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Good run y'all...time to send this muthafucka into retirement. Sorry.