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rokinrhymes:::.vs.:::512
Rules:
14 lines max 5 votes wins or 3 is a ko no haters or D/R spit ya shit asap |
here it goes...
im battlin this kid he thinks hes mad ghetto/ but in reality he at home makin puppets like that guy Gepetto/ u didnt kno wat u were gettin into u had no clue/ after u feel these rhymes u gonna be pissed u betta sue/ my rhymes are so tight they squeez the air out of u like a boa/ my punches hit so hard u be thinkin im Rocky Balboa/ they call me the italian stallion i'll finish yo ass/ i got u hangin on each line like a wide mouth bass/ u scared as hell now u beggin on ya damn knees/ u want it to end but all i can say is bitch please/ im comin at u wit a rage i cannot be beat/ i kno u tremblin now u so scared u cant even beat ya meat/ ... u got 30 mins lets see it |
shit ill spit later i got shit to do
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ill rip ya vocals out ya throat and ya gasping for air, i got the illest and realist lyrics, something you couldnt spare//
you sayin "its not fair, i always lose", ya ass is rhymin like ya just got wasted from drinkin booze// ill put my alarm clock on snooze cuz im tired of ya wackness, no wonder why ya girl didnt want to fuck, you a dude thats sackless// ya lyrics are factless therefore they dont make any sense, you couldnt take a step forward cuz you'll just trip over the fence// ya need to rinse out ya rhymes there dirty, i aint a chick bitch so get off my dick and stop actin flirty// next time ya battle an opponent read a rap magazine, cu the only time you spit ill shit is in ya dream// ~out~ Lets Get Some Votes In |
lets get some votes
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