donate ya lyrics 2 charity, "lyrical not jay-z" but dis his moment of clarity
ya bitch asked 2 marry me, while u "digest cum" n let it out when u pee
imma FRESH PRINCE so advance i WILL................
but u'll still, be online while i'm blastin heat out some COLD-STEEL

cold steel.....gun......duh

Speakin of fags, lets review ya Résumé
I get mine, when you stay beatin ya meat all day
put da lotion away.... if you think you can fuck wit me, doe
only thing you are good at is beenin a good hoe
you hoe....croward ass bitch you can't even slang
fuck wit me and da last sound you'll hear is dang,dang (gunshots) :shoot:
let my gun slang, always keep more protection than a condomn
when da bullets start 2 spray, niggas can't dodge 'em
so fag ass niggas don't run, just die where you stand
put holes da size of golf balls in ya salivary glands
niggas try 2 be da man, but die 2 soon
I'll murk ya punk ass and throw salt on ya wonds!

ohh shit mami got some heat.........


ya botty phat casue hemroids done took over....
niggas always get luck ythats y your puss nickname is 4 leaf clover..
call me a push over for pushin on a chick that aint as sick....
but if their was a draft for best dyke she would be #1 draft pick...
talkin guns mami please you cant hold the metal let alone steele...
we know you strippin through school and lap dancin for meals...
pull ya weave out and return it to the horse....
let it get behind ms phat booty and show no remorse..
now that i clarified you lose please dont retaliate....
cause i dont need ya head ma my bars fucked you already to ejackulate...

shits sad...missphatbooty's sickah than half u dudes
clarity's da "dog" in dis battle and dis "bitch" will lose!
in a fight u get fucked up...i'm barely bruised
stare at a dyke?? i rarely do until i met u!......

I ain't doin dis for any one special, just lyrical CHARITY
nigga one taste of dis NANA I'll have you wantin 2 marry me
charish me...talkin dat u ain't got guns shit
nigga i got guns 20 times bigga than yo small ass dick
i'm sick... boi give you a nick name mighty mouth
give you a taste, easily slide my click on ya mouf
raw chick from da south, dat don put in work be4
bitch i put you on my corner, call you CHIPS -A-HOE

LICCK LICK LICK DA CLICK....BITCH!

damn shortie u nice! no.....dont get gassed
u da type of chic who "pays stalkers" jus 2 get harrassed
i sold her hash, she "bit da rock" like she was suckin on dash*
u honestly wack, ma ya "lyrics need aid"...they common 2 "rash"

*damon dash...owner of Roc-A-Fella Rec

he chokes when he sees me he cant produce sound
the difference between prezidect bein ill and bigfoot,
... is that bigfoots been found.

Fuck battling, 'pricks' to dicks is the only things 'thorn' give
Always spitting dumb shit, like some kind of verbal laxative

d-5-2-3....your shit is lame kid u die for H.I.V....
yours dump shit came from yourss dump ass....
no ca$h,no car,live in homeless shelters trash,
show me one punch what your ever has......
that thorn whats u talking press in your ass like your mic...
chance the new form,play chess and old guys like your type...
....fucking type.....you type of homos.....

Ayo, ethic, tryna be a good emcee? your puttin on a good gig
Becase you know my rhymes are as sick as eminem in ya sig

nigga dat was wack!, like "paralyzed free agents" u not "touchin my stats!
i killed u not wit 2 lines..like "50 cent paper" u died from "half of my scraps"*
plz give up, u "ill" but only cause u disgustin in rap......
nobody give dis nigga "applause wit hands" so he makes his own "meat-clap"**

*in ny we call paper or loose leaf scraps

i dominate with complete relaxation....
too much face penitration prez you hit wit a citation...
change ya name to glaze cause you got on lip gloss...
you and msphat botty in the same room but your fatty gets tossed..
im not a boss im the behind the scenes mastermind....
killing you internally through portals of cypher time....
its too late,get close,ya toast,this is it.....
you suck more than infants on a tit....

i like this dude but i gotta follow the rules-
spit a quick bit n leave his ass wit blues-
snooze u lose its my turn so what u bet-
the only guns this nigga got is filled wit water and i dont wanna get wet-
unless its like when ya mom bust on me -
but that aint gone happen cuz from what i here the bitch aint neva lonely-
i just go by what i hear and my ear heard this tune-
she keep more niggas in her bed than a nba locker room-

talk about mom dukes i laugh they way you came.....
ya mom died casue my nut went straight to her brain...
for a memory on ya head board i left a cum stain...
you like me i hope not my ass aint for sale....
cause i know you open up more ass then segals do sea shells..
never fails losers trying to come at me like they got clarity figured out...
yall call it charity..i call it good for ya jaw muscles all in ya mouth...
i give ya flows to move on and prosper...
you can get burned lout ike disney did bambi and hopper...

c'mon dawg.... i challenged you like 15 pages ago and you was a church mouse... got ya first win and now ya little nuts is swollen?!!!! set it up, trick!!! oh and put up as much dough as ya want... you trash, son... I own this thread and every post you ever put in here... only reason i stopped postin in here cuz wack kats like you never drop nice enough for me to retaliate... msbootyphat drop more heat than you and she barely posts in here...lmao.... ok... let's show the world of RV why you will never be able to see me...EVER!