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Wow.
That Was The Most Gibberish Ive Seen In A While. If You Consider That Dope. . . . .............Then Its Better Off Being Seen In a Vile! Your Childs Play,You Should Come With a Burger An Fries! Who Ever Heard Of This Guy?...Really,Who Ever "HEARD oF THis GUY!?!" lol. What Ever You Gotta Do To Elevate,Please Take Time,Vote an Pickin! Cuz Sum How Droppin These Lines Was Like Masturbation.... .................................................T he Way Im Chokin This Chicken! |
Dude said Oscillatin'
there ain't no debatin here's yo lyrical bitch slap thanks for waitin'. John Deere will set it on fire just started but you already retired I drop my shit n leave trademarks offa my John Deere tires. Leavin yo ass cooked like some au gratin time to bring it well mayne its been broughten another chump left in the creek shit happens way too often. :shoot: |
^Lol@Ur Sig!!!....DOPe!
Is It A T-Shirt Like That? ............. Blah,Your A Whore Waitin To Get Pimp Smack'd! Get Back.. ..Before I Cut This Herb Down To Size Like a Nic Sack! Yurp! Like The Way I Flipped that,Sorta Str8 Off Tha T.I...P Of My Mind. So You Should Walk Back 2 Where Your From...While I walk on Ur Spine! Your Nuthin..Finish Your Last Verse an Drop it! The only Time You Have Your Drops take Off...If They Were Strapped To a Rocket! |
off the tip of ur mind heh? no wonder that shit is wack.
this is highskool allover again, and u stuck way in back. sniff away on a permanent marker u found in ur locker. i aint trying to diss kid, but ur style is old and that no shocker. permanent maker is wasting away ur brain with a rocket ship. get a good grip before u trip. u might slip tryin to limp like u hip. u cant teach an old dogg new tricks so i might be wasting my time. u couldnt get a descent rhyme if some1 carved it in your mind. :/ |
throw lines i dence ur minds most desgne ryhme my flows divin right cuss i get the bitch wit one line a night 5 bitch sum up 5 nights 25 bitchs thats about right
you dont compare to sin i strip ur brain bear and shit all ur bars is equal to a-boitic shit im ironice wit a mic my shits fly like a phonxie wit no wings im the king of ideas and word rote 95 theses and made the world listin put u in my mind set and ur ass proably b trippin iim to fuckd up to be stable my brain process to fast like cox digital caple i ant in a stance to dance wit god im daceing wit bullits i crazy put the gun to my head have u pull it just to c god peace im tired dog |
its hard 2 follow a crapy structure. expecial one as yours.
i think i can get more sense out of two drunkin whores. i dont even have 2 diss u, basicly u diss ur fuckin self. sayin that u tired as u take the 12 gauge of the shelf. yea ill pull the trigger and put u out of ur fuckin pain. id be in pain 2 if i came up with rhymes like that in my brain. shit take me to an instatution im crazy cus of ur verse. ive seen lots of ppl come out at the bottom u be the worst. u cant diss me, because u just a motherfuckin new-b kidd. get some fuckin rhymes before i close u like a lid. (to a jar or bucket or somethin) we should throw u in the ocean and call u a rapverse reject. ur not givin respect it has 2 be earned, but with rhymes like.... tha what do u expect. |
Damn scanz was your shit planned
you sound madd like the killer in summer of sam its to bad you live by the river inside a beat up van using your hands to eat liver cuz you cant afford spam fanned by your farts your dinner is half a pop tart dissing you is a work of art -helping you is getting your van to start since im not helping let me stop, your sisters whelping her cherries popped, ciggerete tobacco is your cash crop you try selling it to hobos who shop in your lot but living in the park after dark attracts the cops ok yo i gotta go, this crack rock in my sock is late for delivery to your pops he prefers this slow to his usual shots or drunken ordeals with male cocks best thing is if im there within ten he lets your mom give me head that aint pretend i can suck your mom dry of that tity milk so your baby brother dont get fed Then i shit on her face and ask your dad to clean that |
to scanz ----fuck this kid who a new b ----
in ethical reasons im rectifyed as alive in words// i died in my flesh and in my soul my emcee emerged// u got a mintue to pray befor secounds you die// 125 post dont make ur emcee ryhmes fortifyed // 1 lost no wins// put u beneath the bed rocks liying wit all ur sin's// ur skills inadequate for battlen me //i damage ur cells in ur thoughts befor i even speak// im unmaderate to lyrical and just sick /opperate on ur bodys flesh wit my dinner to pick // im sin-cear wit flows it means o deep/// fuck scanz 12 bars left his grand kids week // haha wat no about me nata kid try dissing me again wit ur little punch lines and kidie multis tel me that dint make sence |
Finna to get real ugly like your bald mamma's mug
i jumps outta nowhere, you like what the fug messed you up, gay dudes like to sex you up does yo momma still dress you up, sorry I stressed you up john Deere mafia harder than mike's lemonade and leave yo ass forgotten like Farm Aid! |
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dunno why u here sin-cear if u cant take a simple diss, its called diss the PERSON ABOVE U cypher. u think u was gettin away with out urs. lol. go home 2 ur momma.
ps. ur shit made sense its just a pain in the ass to read that shit. and ur punches..... fell more like mosquito bites... work on that *brushes shoulders off and walks away* u need :help: |
Who's next?
Gonna take a lot more of what chall got to rattle me
who gon' be the next rooty poo to battle me JDM constantly slayin them my rhymes heavy weight before I'm sayin em poppin ya collar while i poppin my knuckles go on n give me some chuckles cuz John Deere will laugh in yo face real big like then I go n quit the rap game, oops sike! http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e...trekrocking.gif |
here u go scanzz haha
suck free emcees allows behind me// ur just scard cuss i got to lyrical in my last ryhmeing// the last shit u rote wasnt even -a flow// i do u like game didg-unit and fuckin run u off death row// all brush my shoulders of like hov and take the hole game// cuss ur ryhmes is fucked up like nas and j join to one name // the hole rv noes my flows smell sick // thats y u dint replie wit a ryhme u cus u a bitch u ridin on dicks// |
hahahhahaha
u laugh off shit that lyricly aint 2 be lauged about. damn u went lyrical in ur last shit, i can cough that shit out. u make 8 lines, bitch thats like one of my nieces lil rap. she can help u fill in the gaps. basicly u rhymes just crap. and when u try and diss me again, learn 2 spell bitch. dont be blamming ur computer and shit saying its a glich. u really need to learn how to use that fucking abbreviation. and take that dildo out ur ass cus its not one of vibration. go on a long vacation, so u can ease ur frustration. and come back to see i blew ur foundation 2 vegatation. so congratulations on trying to fix your structure. and bitch to RV we flywieghts are the infrastructure. *brushes off shoulders and continues his way.* |
To tha both of yallz - - -
Both yallz styles is whack dont mean jack tryina come on hard like Shaq attack. I'm John Deere the honkey whitebread to fear i got cornfed crackerz to tha front n tha rear. I'd love to be the one who left tractors on yo back cuz yall had to be tha one but the mafia's strikin back! Then you like http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e...lez/killed2.gif |
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