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Hey I don't care if you put masterbater for master blaster in the thread post,but when you post the thread subject please keep it the real name......

thank you and have a nice day

sure but you said tommorrow

so I'll post my flow then

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Pussy???

sure

145 points it is

I aint usin' mine anytime soon

and I do got that verse

don't worry it'll get posted

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Since I was late I'll give ya all my points regardless an I'll spit 1st
~This verse is dedicated to the MOUTH of R.B.~
Yo ya think ya can take me, M-BODY/
If so you’ll end up a DEAD BODY/
But IM-a have some fun b4 I KNOCK-U-OFF
Break ya down into small pieces like MICROSOFT/
An another thing your gonna REGRET/
Is ever loggin on to tha INTERNET/
Hope b4 THIS ya saw a PREIST/
Cuz by the end ya won’t be MISSED, jus DESCEASED/
Thas enough of me SAYIN/
That you’ll be LAYIN/
In tha DIRT/
After tha long trip ya TOOK/
When YA were PUT/
Into a HERSE/
Now IM gonna get to tha real meaning behind this VERSE/
Master BLASTER/
Equals pathetic RAPPER/
So why ya tryin ta TEST-MY-SKILLZ?/
When ya haven’t even dropped some TESTICALZ/
I MEAN haven’t ya heard or SEEN?/
I tear through more rappers than fat kids on HALLOWEEN/
Sittin there takin punches like Mike TYSON/
But like him ya should try BITIN/
YA LIP/
B4 ya let some dumb SHIT/
SLIP/
For starters take that as a TIP/
Realizin that’s tha only 1 your gonna GET/
Cuz usually IM dead wrong like “B” “I” “G”/
Like when horny Uncles try to get it on with KIDS/
Why ya startin ta get fear in your EYE?/
Jesus Christ it’s not even tha 4th of JULY/ (opps!)
Cuz you’ll already be long GONE/
B4 terrorists drop an A-BOMB/
Jus chill out an stay CALM/
I’ll be called the dentist when IM done with YOU/
CUZ I’ll have ya drilled, capped, and tonsils REMOVED/
Aight Aight now bac ta str8 KILLIN-YA/
Doin R.B. a favore cuz nobodies FEELIN-YA/
Now IM zonin out wit EYES-BLOODSHOT/
Muth fucka ya can DIE-WIT-ONE-SHOT/
Nah IM-a give U a SLOW-JOB/
Peel off ya skin like BUFFALO-BOB/
What was ya expectin? A BLOW-JOB?/
Nah IMM not gonna let ya HAVE-IT/
I suggest ya reverse that HABBIT/
1st I’ll split ya spine like a PERSONALITY/
Then torch ya like an MK FATALITY/ (Mortal Kombat)
What a sight for sore eyes when they out ya SOCKETS/
Then I’ll whip out the nine and COCK-IT/
1 by 1 I’ll shoot off all your fingers an TOES/
Havin ya in more pain then girls in anal PORNOS/
Body left mangles an twisted like ghetto CORNROWS/
Rip off your cock an balls jus for FUN/
Bust in your face ta see how faster your children can RUN/
Down your fave that IZZ/
Jus gonna have ta face that SHIZZ/
OR SHIT/
Wutever IM not donw with ya YET/
Cuz I really wanna pop yaJIGGA-LIPS/
Then fill your mouth WIT/
20 LIT/
CIG-A-RETTES/
Clog up ya longs like a PIPLINE/
Laugh at you when ya try to FIGHT-DYIN/
Gut ya down tha middle with my CAR-KEYS/
Try an get ya HEART/
To START/
Like an engine cuz IM-a CAR-THIEF/
Now IM guessin ya dead and the battle is OVER/
Guess now I should tie ya up to the Range ROVER/
Sell ya to a Chinese restaurant cuz they use Nething for FOOD/
IM not tryin to be a racist IM jus tryin to be RUDE/
SO thanx for tha couple of BUCKS/
I picked UP/
From WING-WONG-CHOW/
What ya expect I had ta win SOMEHOW/
^
This shit was easier than R. KELLY getting lil GIRLS/
OR horny priests molesting children round tha WORLD/

sorry about the wait

Check me!!!->

You aint my Brotha nigga
But that don't mean you still can't get LYNCHED
Master Blaster
Naught-by-Nature like TRENCH
As I'm fuckin' 3 little HOTTY'S
Sayin' abunch of hail mary's with Tupac
As I'm givin' you a double barrel SHOTTY
Directed to M-BODY
You about to get EJECTED like ERECTED
When my dick nuts OFF
Yeah I jack OFF
CONSTANTLY
But you still can't even conquer ME
So it's lookin' like another CAUSALITY FATALITY
On another rapper who couldn't wrap up my MENTALITY
It's a MONSTROSITY
As I whip you around with so much VELOCITY
WHIPLASH you ASS
Like givin' blowjobs at 90 miles per HOUR
I'm more shocking then a pink dick on a albino
But you still call him POWDER
I'll kidnap you
Have you eating nothin' but SALADS
On one of the many thousand islands
As your singing to me Murder Inc. love BALLETS
Give up rap and do Burger King commercials
Your rap skills are hittin' harder then a dull MALLET
With no NAILS
This nigga wanted sex so bad he passed go didn't collect his 200 dollars
And just went directly to JAIL
Shit nigga
I don't even care if you were born with TELEKINESIS
I'll still slap you with a sick PENIS
Bet you didn't see that CUMIN'
I'm angry cause I wanted to murder you
But you just kept on fuckin' RUNNIN'
Fuck killin' you
I'll have you MAD
Like a priest that turned you FAG
Actually you can't something that already IS
Who's your best friend R. Kelly
Cause your type to hang out at daycare to pick up little KIDS
With my skills don't fuck with me
But to your knowledge it must be OBLIVIOUS
Hope in GOD you TRUST
The ACDEMDY rips your ANATOMY to OBLIVION
Nothin' left but a broken SPIRITUALITY of a faggot SON

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i'm done

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to respect the rules i cant vote on this but if i could i would say ................ lets just say you cats would rematch

both cam aight but fell short of what i know they can do

i understand

it's all good

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i aint goin' out with no tie