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I posted this on some other site, where I made a topic about West Side Story rap battles. Names have been changed for protection. It was a freestyle, and I was just screwing around. It has a few...twists...I guess.
I'm a little girl in a dirty world, and when I walk the streets I step in poo. Then this guy steps out of an alley and say, "Want some magic powder, foo'?" So I'm like 'Oh, No, Yo!' And he's like 'Well, will you take my modem? It's DSL.' So, I reply all shocked, like,"That'd be swell, but I've called the cops; farewell!" He just stood there, having no clue on what to do. "Hey you, phones aren't invented!" So, I had to bust out the Sesame Street crew. Elmo had his chainsaw, Mrs. Muppet had her shotgun... Wait...is she from Sesame Street? He was still fun to see that dealer run. So I met this wry guy after giving Mr. Druggy my goodbye... It included bullets...oh well, I've lost another ally. So this guy was being chased by a cop with a mace... Evidently, he lost the race, indicated by his sweaty face. So he kicked him when he fell, and admist all our laughter... we knew this stupid story would end happily ever after. |
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