West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: GrewSum on December 28, 2002, 03:35:51 PM
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~M~ILLIONS OF TIMES I TOLD THIS FAGGOT JUST TO GET OFF MY NUT SACK//
~A~ND HE STILL SIGNS ON J4B AND TRYS HIS BEST TO BUST BACK//
~C~RACK YA DENTURES BITIN NAMES AND BITIN SUM DECENT VERSES//
~K~ILL THIS PUNK BITER, THEN ON THE CORPSE, REPEAT THE WORST SHIT//
so who are you today?? logic, mel or mack//
ur lines are like old kriss kross, plus ur wiggita wiggita WACK//
chill out before i go the kill route, and force ya brains to spill out//
before you step to GrEw, hit the gym, and get ur skinny ass to fill out//
i could run up in ur house, rape ur mom and smoke ur pops//
ur a clown, i'ma soldier, and they dont make war gear in polka dots//(sorry)
stretch ur guts out ur stomach like elastic, i'm drastic//
u cant murk me cuz ur gun shoots foam balls and its made of plastic//
mine is real, it shoots lead, the type to have ur dome splittin//
skin rippin, moms trippin, dads bitchin, soul liftin//
i write words in normal text, but the truth is their bold//
the only times ur "bustin caps" is when ur shift button broke//
my bullets dont graze ur head, they leave you blazed and dead//
or i could throw a single fist and leave you dazed instead//
dude, ur skillz are washed up, get compared to sinks and dishes//
my lines make blood get caughed up, so stick to ur pink disses//
put an end to this weak shit, i'm stoppin the fraud//
u show no "world domination" but still "slob on my knob"//
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.............FUCK YOU MELANIN........U GET NO RESPECT FROM REAL MC'S, BELIEVE THAT.....
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i dont see real emcee's on j4b i see a bunch a bitches talkin bout how big there guns are......
i dont know what that diss was supposed to achieve.....i dont spit here no more....have no credibilty here......
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i dont spit here no more....have no credibilty here......
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~M~ILLIONS OF TIMES I TOLD THIS FAGGOT JUST TO GET OFF MY NUT SACK//
~A~ND HE STILL SIGNS ON J4B AND TRYS HIS BEST TO BUST BACK//
~C~RACK YA DENTURES BITIN NAMES AND BITIN SUM DECENT VERSES//
~K~ILL THIS PUNK BITER, THEN ON THE CORPSE, REPEAT THE WORST SHIT//
so who are you today?? logic, mel or mack//
ur lines are like old kriss kross, plus ur wiggita wiggita WACK//
chill out before i go the kill route, and force ya brains to spill out//
before you step to GrEw, hit the gym, and get ur skinny ass to fill out//
i could run up in ur house, rape ur mom and smoke ur pops//
ur a clown, i'ma soldier, and they dont make war gear in polka dots//(sorry)
stretch ur guts out ur stomach like elastic, i'm drastic//
u cant murk me cuz ur gun shoots foam balls and its made of plastic//
mine is real, it shoots lead, the type to have ur dome splittin//
skin rippin, moms trippin, dads bitchin, soul liftin//
i write words in normal text, but the truth is their bold//
the only times ur "bustin caps" is when ur shift button broke//
my bullets dont graze ur head, they leave you blazed and dead//
or i could throw a single fist and leave you dazed instead//
dude, ur skillz are washed up, get compared to sinks and dishes//
my lines make blood get caughed up, so stick to ur pink disses//
put an end to this weak shit, i'm stoppin the fraud//
u show no "world domination" but still "slob on my knob"//
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.............FUCK YOU MELANIN........U GET NO RESPECT FROM REAL MC'S, BELIEVE THAT.....
BANGIN VERSE DOGG,,,,that was dope
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the only times ur "bustin caps" is when ur shift button broke//