West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: -Silence- on September 04, 2002, 06:59:14 PM
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When will you pussy's ever learn to spit something legit
I'll spit a diss out threw these lips that will crumble your click
Have you so shooken that you'll fumble your dick, put your dick in the dirt
Take it for what it is worthe, I'll lift the chrome and let this 4-4 burst
Provoke me and I'm swinging first, I'm cocking the hammer second
Or, I might just say fuck the swinging, I'm going to let these lil fake ass bustas have it
Now you're the only mother fucker in the room laughing, unaware that the scene's about to get drastic
I'm pulling out fully automatic's and blasting on you faggot's
Oh dog, shit, what happend? I thought you were all hard
Now I'm laughing cause, you're a skeleton and your relative's are all scarred
And you know if any of your boys survived they're gonna say that, you were just caught off gaurd
But, does it matter cause, you're in the dirt, burried six feet under a log
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Pretty good diss, not brilliant but it was good.. How long did it take ya 2 write it?
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yeah, it's ok
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Dawg im the opposite of ~silence~my guns are loud~//
and i fire rounds~at newbies tryin to get down~//
you now makin no sound~like ya name implies~//
you see dem posts above me~THEY LIES~//
that shit was weak~my scripts are unique~//
if it respect you seek~you wont get shit from me~//
you talkin bout gats but i can beat that with my pen~//
actually ill use my .45 and my 9 like it was quarter to ten~//1
you need more men~even if ya went to the mall you couldnt get a deal~//
Assailants like the navy seal~the way we fire glocks~//
at stupid cocks~frontin like they slang rocks~//
you couldnt hold down a block~if you bear hugged a brick~//
you sorta thick~thinkin on wcc u wouldnt get exposed~//
the way i show ho's~how i use low blows~ina match we'd call this a k.o~//
you posted an ad in the paper 4 a record companies eyes~//
but like this thread should have been you got no replies~//
call in ya kru~ill serve them too~wit 22's~//
leave holes so big i can see the person behind you~//
im sick like i got aids mixed wit ebola~//
you couldnt get big if you was the first motorola~//2
dont make me show ya~like i did the pup~//
you played like ppl down the phone screamin WASSSSSUP~//
you better duck~hell yeah im the only one laughing in the room~//
laughin at ya impendin doom~//
here it comes...............BOOM~//
1-at quarter to ten,9.45 gettit?
2-dem phones looked like bricks
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I could go for a quick battle............check it out
Put the gun to the side of your face
I'm taking your money, your life and spreading your brains from here to the back side of this place
Your end has just begun when, I'm stomping on your chin wit the mic and splitten your tounge
Not to even minchen your gums or your crooked ass teeth
But does it matter cause, right after I'm ripping out your blatter and spleen
That's how I get down wit it, straight to the point, no fucken around wit it
Smile or I'm gonna leave you wit a froun and a crown of stitches
It's been brought to my attention that it probally took you an hour to paste that rhyme
So, why don't you commit suicide and save me the waste of time
There is over a million and one way's to die and I've all ready wasted five
At night I'm like Jesus Christ hurry up and end this for God saken life
Squeaze the trigger dog, I'd do it wit out thinking twice
The whole time I've been pissed off but, to you I've been faken nice
I got nothing to loose, I going all out and breaking ice
Infamous better recognize when, I embrace the pad "inferior" "emcee's" are hateing life