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SyNiKaL vs. ...........Avalon....(Uh Oh)
Oh yeah, This Should Be Good....
20 Lines....Due Friday.... No Crew/Hater/D-R Votes No Biting/Recycling/Feeding...... Ummmmm, Blah, I Think That's It..... Oh Yeah, Check In Before You Post... No Beef, Just A Friendly Battle..... *[Size=0.1]Checkin In[/size]...* |
*throws towel out the window*
*checks in...* Won't need it... *walks away* .................................................. .................................................. ..... .................................................. .................................................. ..... .................................................. .................................................. ..... |
No one spittin?
WHAT THEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE............................ .................................................. .................................................. .. |
.......Hello Avv......We Finally Meet??? Intersting............Spark!
I'm Rippin You To Shreads, Flippin This Thread.....Bag The Movement// My Punches Are Like Drunk Kids To Bushes, You Just Land Right Into It// Your Not Touchin Me.....Please Belive SyNiKaL Is Better Than You// Av Just Another Ordinary Avvy.....Only Images, Who Would Have Knew?// I'm Knockin Your Squad Bitch, And Merking Your Queen// Then I'm Taking Av Out 1 On 1...And I'll Be Hurting You Phiend// What Happened Av, Your The Leader Of Your Crew, An Got Merked By Mind Theory// I Thought The Head Of Crew Was Best......Nah Maybe My Mind's Weery// Beef Wit Me Or My Crew Watch The Macs Bring Fear// Your Crew Only Consists Of Fags And Queers// Fuck M.S......I'll Burn The Jersey......Let The Flames Engrave Your Face// With My Initials.....Stenciled In Your Dome.....How Do i proceed To behave This Way?// AIMed At Your Brain, I Send Instant Messages To Your Head// Pop Your Top Like Fizzled Rocks......2 More Seconds....Bam! Your Dead// Deader Than Rotted Carcus......You Mean To Tell Me You Plotted All this Bitch?// You Crack head......Bad For Lungs....Here's Some Rotted Tar To Sniff// When I Deliver My Punches......I Meet Your Spine With The "Quills"// Cut Off The Front Of His Foot....Now He Has To Wear Shoes With Long Soles......Showed Up This Time With High Heels// Finisher: "I'm Awake Now" "Fuckin Ya Career's Up" Now Is A Hobby// Your Gonna Scream More Than "Owww" When you See The Remains Of U Left After COntact With The Shotty// Blah, keyed.... I'll Get This Reopened... |
My bad dunny... I haven't been on... so pull ya verse and save it... I'm only on for a min... I'll get up with you...
God... |
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