British Beef Personified
From: Brighton, in the UK |
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Dragon I vs Yte Girl
IP:
Ten lines, i'm posting first, it seems...
So, there lady, i heard you that you have no stlye,
you just kiddie fiddle the ryhmes like you was a paedophile,
you're talk's dry, so i wash you away like a full flooded nile,
you may throw punches, but i sonic boom like my name was guile,
the closest you'll get to sick is you're own stomach bile,
compared to me, you're a child like south parks kyle,
so i'll fill you're face full of ryhming missile,
and when it come to you're head, i know that you're vile
you're words lack colour they're a black and white world,
so with that last line i dimiss, nyte nyte girl..
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