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COLDSTEEL
^^^^ niggas get scared when i'm on da mic rippin a beat/ dis nigga wet da bed so much dey call him FREAK A LEAK/ his name cold steel cuz he never even touched a heat/ keep da peace... dats da type of shit he on/ breath so hot even SWISSBEATS call him DRAGON/ want war its on.... i guess dats da thug in me/ niggas dont try my patience when da slug wit me fuck wit me... niggas know it aint da way 2 go/ come on.... I can't believe yall niggas got me battlin RADIO/ |
ya wack flow n hoeness is the only thing ya verse defines
not ta mention ya scared to diss me "including yafuckin lines" stay on the grind ?...fine bitch.. first you gotta shave your ugly mut mustache then your damn fat legs........ hip in the clubs but only pickin up fetish type fags... eyes with bags...n you dont temp me to a shag.......... your raps are wack...thats a fact... .................................heres a bag, then i might hit it up the back....!!! . 45 sec key style, ya'll aint levelin ........... |
^^^daz look.......
daz suck dis fat fukk i think he should not ryhme. u'll "neva get a buzz" like smokin da "weed in high in times". believe it i grind,u luv marv and u enjoy readin my lines. ima tortue ya wack ass on RV..then leave when im signed. |
im smoke this queens nigga till he dreams triggas poppen no multis only punch line dropin
6 line minimum . ~F-D~ |
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pretend your a freind, but your RV'S wackness wit a bend i mean your the wackness that makes rv the bad kinda trend.!! who runs shit,..................will not you n im sayin that while im in ya crew without ya d/r riding ya boo..... sorry fam, ya a sorry scam,. n you be biting my asss like pigs THAT BE the wanting my ham hold up man, im writing like you, just to show you a lamb-gifted i mean mist"ed" type of vet...without a threat......N shifted prolly project on shit without been audio, cuz you'll never be a recognized vet...........! u jus getin drifted.......! . . ./35 sec free key....... |
daz really a lame hag in search of some fame? sad...
in shame ya dad, wiped his ass den washed u up wit da same rag... create ya own "clothin line" i'ma stiffle u wit ya "name-tag"... same fag who give lap, 2 so many "blue-genes" u gave birth 2 "twin-crabs"... blue jeans...^...i'm sure u get it tho |
yo aigght lets see i don't know what his name means.. PreZidict
but i know this, when i was readdin this kids verse it was to easy to Predict and i now predict that ill have you and ya crew bowin down on boff knees you say that you the shit bitch come you got me shoutin "OH PLEASE" cuz you mother fuckin Crazy when it come to spittin a verse oh wait let me rephrase tha when it come to spittin your worse |
you need the hooked on phonics to drop some lyrics As soon you predict me throwin a punch you fear it A pussy ass nigga got nuttin on this original gangsta one one verse from me will have a nigga like you fantin son So stop with cold drops hot drop pop off out cha ass Spit another verse whats my option's its gotta be laugh |
prezidict this for you You a gay dude and i know you rather whould Ridin Papoose dick harder than his girl ever could Whats up with you son weak nigga from new york u weak throw a punch u say im to hot and hit me wit a fork* So stop tryin start relin on accualy usein ur own line Cause lyrically and truthfully this is the kind of verse that make u resign * he hit me wit a fork cause than he didint have to get burnt im too hot :thumbup: |
throw back...
you claim you from the G-Spot, but you get no vagina the only thing you cummin on, is ya bed linah little boy too afraid to rep his surroundings cuz if he admits hes from beverly hills, hell recieve poundings but hes too scared that hell get beat up, |
MY BAD ...
you claim you from the G-Spot, but you get no vagina the only thing you cummin on, is ya bed linah little boy too afraid to rep his surroundings cuz if he admits hes from beverly hills, hell recieve poundings but hes too scared that hell wind up dead.. dude you on THE FUCKIN WEB !!! get it thru ya head, and jus come out and say it or put down in front lines, get to it, and spray it your like a little fish in a sea of sharks ima 'throw-you-back' in tha water, and put out ya spark no longer are you hot, ya fires been wet a pen, a pad, and a rap tutors what ya need to get |
ha! dis ones at Ebonicz, Throwback, and Tha Sick One...peep game
shit ironic, ebonicz "flows stop n start" like a "menopause remote"... throwback must be provoked, i'll "choke dis slob til he "red in da throat"... spew up grass...ebonicz a goat, nah a joke...so i laugh as soon as he spoke... i'm paid so i get "bread" by da "loath", "Tha Sick One's pens cramped" .......no wonda he gotta "bleed whut he wrote".... jeah dunnies...lets go |
Lets get it straight PreZidict is straight pethdic/
His papoose crew nigga i straight wet it/ They gonna have to clean ya niggas up wit a mop and medic/ I take beats from hit songs drop diss verses/ I send heat to his niggas in da river i drop his herses/ And look dog everybody know u and ya niggas is straight fony/ U a sandwhich with out da bread nigga u straigh bogloni/ i send punches in rap round that u mite not catch/ And i be endin more rounds that a towle thrown in in a boxin miss match |
rock u not smart, signin up 4 "picasso's job" dont mean u a "workin art"...
in a heist u da first nigga 2 "siren 5-0" then squeal afta u "alert da narks"... loser..in dis game a winner u far from it, dis "laundry-mat" worker got "aired out" before my lines "hung it"... holdin ya womb won't help, my guns "bring out dat lil'bitch" alive in ya "stomach"... have u eva killed niggas in a cypher??...check page 1 nigga I'VE DONE IT... n i'm doin it now...ha |
Homie dont tryda call me dumb on da spot/
Cuz my rhymes hit u secretly like snowballs coverin arock/ Now that i see ur raps aint back wit skill/ Im a lower down my level so i wont make it a overkill/ Eachone of ya punches was weak like a small poke/ And they aint even that funny so i cant even call em a joke/ |
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