West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: |JEM|ILL| on December 11, 2003, 02:01:56 PM
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Maestro thought he was ready to battle me..plz..he wack-n-geek..
Got strapped for battle..grabbed a warm dildo..n packed-the-heat..AND
It was three times that I mopped the floor-with-Bez…
I’d hurt you more, but I can’t beat you more-than-dead!! AND
M-Dogg was Mr. wordplay till I came, the best-toyin…
I was the new hottness, you an ‘old flame’ like ex-boyfriends!! AND
Grandpa Ibo droppin old punches, old concepts, n old shit-too..
You needa stay wit the times..and bring ya punches wit-you.. AND
Whos this Kickz Delux? Your not that good…face-it-kid…
Cuz Kickz tried to draw applause but theres still no trace-of-it!! AND
Skillz?...who the fuck, oh I remember, I pound-whores-invisible..
Funny how I can take ya shit an’ make it sound-more-original! …HAHA
And here's some wordplay for the book, YO vito! FAGGOT-SMILE!
Cuz Jem gonna ring your neck like fuckin ethiopian fasion-styles!
HONOROBLE FUCKIN MENCHENS!
Mack... You dope homie...
Bez... This shit's no diss to ya, you gettin ill on Topicals...
Sinister... You still got it my man...
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3 times, 3 strikes, 3 rhymes, but we know da-shitz-where-bitten,
Over at b-boys.com is where da-ripz-where-written//
Flick-da-script, change this diss this guy couldn't kill a weak mc,
Think-ya-stripped me of ma ability by beatin me, narr the only item that missed is ya wcc credability//
Another internet gangsta tryin to break-all-rules, but tha list backfired//
You the Jem I'm the hammer that breaks-tha-jules, hate ta think you was a cat that I once admired, ain't it about time you retired?//
If ya ever mention me agen I'll make ya a bitch at ma-hoe-table,
As an artist, you ain't ever gunna make it, so get to tha-row-label.
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~Im questionin the board.. dubcc, you run ya mouth but are you-that-strong..?
~I'd list the peeps i wasnt feelin at this forum.. but it'd be too-damn-long..
~Timelock you shoulda been gone a while ago.. you missin-a-cappin..
~Boyyy you aint rippin-and-rappin, you kissin-and-chattin.. :-*
~I-bo ya had months to think about a verse.. but you even choke-poorly..
~Ya cant stand a loss.. so a string of pm's filter through dubcc.. sayin VOTE-FOR-ME..
~Then a lil boy started runnin his mouth.. who dropped lyrikal cancer..
~He spam for a thrill, the man with no skill.. also known as the answer..
~But I still got luv fah the best.. Tone you dope..man nuthin-less..
~Jem and mack tearin shit up crazy.. yall'z a stuntin-mess..
~I think it'z time to restore this boards connection.. a mini resurrection..
~Cuz them vets got some new blood thats needs a blessin and we can get-tah-wreckin.. wha wha wha wha
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Wcc mostly wack...so ya know it kills-me-to-prop-ya..
Mack Anti Chis Cringle..cum down chimneys-an-rob-ya.. ;D
Me Jem an Sin-need-a-doctor...we certified-sick-yo...
an if my spits dont convince..i put in work-wit-my-pistol..
ta put u in the dirt-aint-an-issue so M Dogg dont get-me-started...
this vets-retarded since his whole set-departed...
i flex-the-hardest...next-target is a less blessed-artist..
put a chainsaw to ya leg an test-the-cartilidge...
AlerG?..ill send you to Allah G...overpower me?..
the thought is cowardly...now i see...
YALL SOME BITCHES(99%)
REAL REC REAL(YALL KNOW WHO YA BE)
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U aint nuttin but a fucker, :-X who stuck in rap suck and allwayz yell the others cant rap
But allwayz spit so fag-shit it aint even shit, i havent to step back,
Cuz if u talk black u squeak wrong bout ‘em n have yoself a coffin on da leg n 3 tombstonez on da neck
Just scream some fuck in yo dream and think its hot, BUT CRAP!
U aint nuttin but a poser, who chose this forum to meet (tryin beat) some rappa, to be closer to ‘em
Think u r mr. Eminem2!?, think we r gonna love what u fuckin say or do?(dont give a FUCK)
Think we believe u r in da heated town-crew, spew better some true, u fake-rapper, maybe a few rhymez, or puke in da loo, to get some lyric-crimez, dont help droppin punchez or poppin pillz cuz da ill-gift, some1 have, neednt some fillz.....
Cmon and call yo kidz , wid lil-baby-fists, or have they still iced in cold chillz?!
Its fuck, aint’t, duck? ..........that was ma citation, a real good situation, dont do mo simulation,
And think bout yo vocation,... follow ma...creation... :o
Well, that was ma spell, cmon,reply if u can, somethin against maself !...Tell!
U fucker, in da smallest dell , must depict how it clicked, so cu later..........BITCH!!!
Peace to k1x deluxe! ;)
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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
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Ummm, why my name in ya mouth son?
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Like drinkin' 'Steroid Kool-aid', I get ' bigger with every punch'\\
Macks verse been-void-two-days, Sha77ers7ars thoughts already thunk\\
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And here's some wordplay for the book, YO vito! FAGGOT-SMILE!
Cuz Jem gonna ring your neck like fuckin ethiopian fasion-styles!
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
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And here's some wordplay for the book, YO vito! FAGGOT-SMILE!
Cuz Jem gonna ring your neck like fuckin ethiopian fasion-styles!
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
I think my bar totally destroyed your fuckin 3 1/2...don't fuck round
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Fuck around and rip ya again? And why you startin' shit anyway kid?