<~(BlOoDTiK ThOuGhTz)~>
From: Da Motha Fuken Brooke Yo |
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IP:
Eh yo this my first battle so ima keep it tight, iight yo check it
Bitch i heard your rymes, and you already demonstrated/
You can't spit worth shit, your lines are contra-plated/
My eyes rolled back thinkin your a fuckin chump/
This bitch so gay, he does his Father up the rump/
Like damn dawg, your from the land down under/
Make like a boomerange and throw yourself in wonder/
Otherwise, my rymes will leave u nameless/
Put you through hell, and leave your body faceless/
Im rageless, but your gettin me at a limited temper/
Of wannin to cap your ass cuz i don't know much better/
Dawg come on relax, chill sit-for-a-bit/
Im only playin wit chu, no need to throw a fit/
CHUC, man, put-that-knife-down/
Don't make me have to beat your ass sencless on the ground/
You know what happend to that poor retarded girl/
She got a blast from Yaz, and then I fucked up her world/
The Forsaken One cut that bitch right in two/
Dawg im not playin, Il do that same shit to you/
Have you cut up with blood stainds on the floor/
Pleadin for mercy " YAZ NO MORE "/
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