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[QUOTE]Originally posted by Deceit
[B]When you write on freestyle your lyrics should rhyme Hence the word rhyme, luva and counter don't flow what u talkin about rhymin' for ur talkin 2 urself u little stupid fuk anyone can rhyme sum words 2gether as obviously as ur mom 'll be a whore 4eva no dought u hav gay sex wit ur m8tes when u get 2geva hav intercourse wit ur bruva listen 2 salt'n'peppa take off his pubes wit a phillips 'lectric shaver lick his bald ass dats what ur father gave her |
east sida what the fuck you aint wit snoop dogg/
i be chokin you ass and have you screamin like a hog/ dont make me have to rush ya/ i'll smash ya shit up like bone crusha/ you better know im bad to da bone/ point da nine to ya head and shoot it on the east side of ya dome/ yo what part of east side you reppin duke/ im from tha east side so ny.ct.nj are really ashamed of you/ i'll pull out the shotty/ and i'll pull the pump out and like justin timberlake im a rock yo body/ you tryin to dis this mans wrong/ i''ll tighten ya face up like a thong/ and when i leave ya bloody/ that white sheet gon look like a tampon/ (no beef dont take it seriously) |
east sida u suck what the hell is a breva and 2geva???
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Deceit n nutcase remind all of sumthin that interlocks//
two faggot ass fools that count the pubes on there cocks// but thats okay, no fuss today, just keep ur stuff locked away// Nice the way u thought i meant counter insteada count "ar"// funny how no one else was that single minded mutha fucka// shit like that u learn in 3rd year grade school// so obviuously u didnt attend u illeterate tool// i didnt even try on that shit and it still points out the truth |
that fuckin sounds like a poem bitch shut that shit up
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yea chutney ur pothetic please leave web site
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fool, if u gon b tellin him 2 leave take yo own advice u aint much betta neither
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now its time for you to go right as i use this either to blow up
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shut up mr. hong kong
be4 i make u less lifelong the only thing i here u spit out is a long dong u kno every detail of whata weiner looks like ill make ur poor ass pay up money like a tax hike this shit is spit stragiht at u like a strike i may just have to add u to my challange list then ill actually try to add an extra twist everything u spit gives me n assist to make u wish u would never exist, doesnt that make u pissed? how i talk bout ur life like its worthless everything u say i use like a incline bench press fuck obeyin the law im gunna transgress beat u n make u commit incest with ur moms breast |
So rediculous the way u come up in here spittin bout things//
things that seem so obsolete to u like bitches flashin there things// so why dont u sit ur ass down before u get whacked// sit down so quick and prepare for tha attack// dont deny u know u been feelin it, tha nervous itch// the nightmares wit me pullin ya life support switch?// best get ready for me, the matrix glitch Nutcase tha ultimate idea of n inferior race// punches so weak he be packin a can a mace// |
Chutney you rap like a beginner
my lyrics got u doin cirlcles like a spinner make u puke out breakfast lunch an dinner im a sinner i have no remorce ill truly kill u punch u so hard in yo face ill leave a tattoo of my fist all black n blue ur to weak ill drop u like a flu an what the fuck is ur name suppose to mean is chutney a liquid the chinese use to clean ur rhymes are so hrrible u ran out an had to use the matrix glitch lmao wow aint that a bitch already runnin outa weaves on a stitch ill have ur mom dress up as a witch an slide my cock so far itll make her head twitch |
U wanna know what me name be meanin//
its a spicey sauce and yeah u can use it for cleanin// cleanin stoopid fools who cant ryhme n sound like they screamin take a break for a while thats right we know u in denial// ur stoopid fuckin name just reflects ur style// ey yo i been waitin for u ta holla back for a battle bitch why u hidin u cant be scared of a chinese kid can ya....... |
chutney im gonna beat youre sweet 'n' sour fried rice ass,
Slanty eye fuckin midgets should all be given gas, Your verse was flat, ill contrast that,Im better class, My flows fast, Ill smoke this grass, let these bars crash, you cant last against my typecast. |
fuck yaw all i am the best
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Youree wack _killed him there lolllllllllllllll
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