West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: T.J. on March 18, 2003, 08:47:22 PM
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orite heres some rules.....
15 bars maximum
first to 4 votes
3-0 votes=ko
open votes
explain ur votes
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ring the bell when your ready
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*ring ring*
i once knew a guy called general dick, born his mommas daughter/
this is how he makes rhymes, "just add a litre of water!"/(1)
hey, pm assassin, the rate he's goin he needs a "general dickrider"/
the realest battle u ever had would be one from Street Fighter/(2)
pray for the day u'll write a rhyme thats not gay or a quickie in the dark/
U get killed like Kenny from South Park whenever u step up to the mic/
admit it, either ur mums a dad or she looks like a fuckin dyke/
ur skillz are weak as a baby with rabies, mine resemble 28 days, "Deadly Like"/
dont flinch, or else ill hit u twice as hard, dont disregard/
the fact ur a dumb fuckin retard like a security guard/(3)
grilled and charred, thats they way i like my steak, but that dont mean i like ur rhymes/
make this the 2nd last line i drop at this fool, hes like the slime they serve crims in jail/
inhale ur last breath, its only a matter of time before u have to exhale/
explanations:
(1)his rhymes take him about 1-2 minutes for him to post, hence "instant rhymes :just add water"
(2)Street Fighters a computer game.
(3)i dunnno about the states but every security guard in australia has the intelligence of a piece of plastic, giving them basically no other career choice
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shit i forgot an explanation
"ur skillz are weak as a baby with rabies, mine resemble 28 days, "Deadly Like"/
28 days is an aussie rock band, and a while ago they made a song called "Deadly Like" on their album called Upstyledown.
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argh..... he deleted his account..... someone fill the void
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so hes gone??
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i will since you talked shit.....
Keep my fucking name out your little mouth/
You smell like pussy, ya big mouthed trout/
Talking all that shit but no way to back it/
Throwin' punches weak as fuck, and im letting you have it/
I heard a list of emceez was plottin to harm me/
I blaze at the whole list, eat em like lucky charms gee/
You dont want any from the top notch rhyme slanger/
Leave ya ass out to dry like a clothes hanger, im a sharp mangler/
Scaring little boys, wit my verbal dipoise, leave ya mind as blank as a void/
Dismanlte your structurce, cuz im a verbal puncher/
You swings didn't hit me once sir, address me with respect/
Or wind up like the rest of these cats who didnt proteck-they-neck/