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Yo, Kare-less tryin to spit-back, but his shit is straight-wack//
I line you wit wack emcee's, but put you in tha 8th-stack// How you "playin wit emotionz"//(title) you bitch iz still open// You sucked my dick weekz ago, and nigga, you still chokin'!// |
yo yo toon bitch you a bafoon you death is coming soon so be ready to be poped like a baloon illl make myself king by cliping your wings and robbing ur rings
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Dis the guy above me...
You just ruined this whole thing with the shit that you just spit...don't ever let anyone tell you that your too legite to quit. FUCKIN QUIT! Nigga you couldn't spit with half the shit that I fit into my brain...nigga my thoughts would ya pussy ass insane. It would completly fuck up your membrane...so just don't spit no more and mantain...take that dick out ya mouth so you can refrain...everything line up there that was 100% plain. No stlye no flow is what you have..I'm da bull your like da baby calf. You can't walk without holdin on to my dick...you can't spit unless you had me writtiin your shit and tellin you which lines to pick. But I'ma bounce before I make this like an all out freestyle dis on your ass...just next time the oppurtunity comes for you to spit...PASS!!
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How's this dude 5 and O with that trashy ass flow
Go to Wackness Emergency Center and read the hopw to rap 101 promo Your raps couldn't be "magic" if you dj'd for Orlando Ya rapping's tragic , u wanna be B-rabbit, i'm da microphone savage Make you go back and erase the rhyme like time portals Looking at ya sig... Ya aint ill u jussa mere mortal U wastin my time sayin u immortal is misconcept of the mind That is sending the wrong image like starting your post with a "thumbs up" sign |
i cant snap on cam when theres cats like c-rabbit/faggots who get dropped like bad habbits/they may have the glock but too scared to grab it/probly seen pussy but to scared to stab it/
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you smoke so much dick son you've got bronchitis/
ya daddy sucks on your lolly whilst you suck on his/ it ain't tar thats buildin' up in there man, its ya old mans jizz!/ he pops his cork and makes ya swallow all the fizz!/ |
You wack, I can't even understand you, and I speak you language//
How you gone spit, and "you" can't even pernounce your name-bitch// How you mc clinic//(sig) more like need-a-clinic// the only thing you spit is lent, in the back seat of a car with the windowz tinted// |
It's MC Cynic! learn to read you illiterate fool!/
did your momma forget to walk you to preschool?/ oh yeah i forgot she was too busy hammerin' on ma tool/ that bitch gives me wood, slapped her about wit ma 9 inch board rule/ |
wassss up
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ToNGFX u dissin other people? Ya rhyme is lame
Talking about "pernounce" when I can't even spell ur name? and yo idiot read the sig again, before you finish Thw word on the bottom is cynic not clinic Looking at your sig with names and the words "tray six" You gotta lotta wins (pysche!) you only battle the basics |
how do you get pictures
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You make em or get em somewhere else.
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I'll chew you up and spit you out like you were 7 day old bubalicios, that verse you just spit out not even close to vicious, your better of singing "i like the fishes cause there so delicious" your verse sounded like someone died so send my regards to the Misses, the way you let out couldn't get you in any of the "Death Wishes" whoever's got me will end up taking double shots like Mobb Depp. - this is the Rook
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I DON'T KNOW WHUT YOU WERE THINKIN WHEN U TYPED YOUR FLOW/
THAT SHIT WAS WACK, AND WILL NEVA MAKE YOU ANY DOUGH/ STOP WUT YOUR DOIN/ CUZ YOU COULD RUIN RAP WIT SHIT LIKE THAT/ IF UR GONNA SLACK OFF, THEN WHY DON'T YOU JUST BACK OFF AND DO SUMTHIN UR GOOD AT/ THIS AIN'T MAGIC AND YOU CAN'T PULL A VERSE OUT OF A HAT/ YOU SHOULD READ UP ON FREESTYLES FOR DUMMIES/ CUZ UR RHYMES ARE COMEDY AND I AINT TALKIN BOUT FUNNY!!!!!! |
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