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RB's Grandpa.!
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ThE BaTHRooM BeAtDoWN!!
IP: AB66 67F8
Use Bathroom Material To Beat, Batter, Bruise And Alter The Guy Above U, Startin With ME!!!!
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RB's Grandpa.!
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IP: AB66 67F8
Anyone?
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IP: 03E1 BE61
it's curtains once the shower curtains go around yo neck it's certain//
that yo throught be hurtin blood from yo eyes be spirtin you flirtin wit death// ya breathin regress I got amend choked up like a bitch givin head the first time// there you go....sup nigga.. |
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IP: 1501 77A0
this is a gay/stupid thread, its just the same as fuckin weapon cypher stop recylin concepts emcees
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RB's Grandpa.!
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IP: AB66 67F8
wow, how 'vet-like'......your my idol now
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IP: 03E1 BE61
yea kid aint no vet? he has 337 post in one month........we can see he has a life...
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IP: 24A3 0EF0
use a razor slice through the jugular blood spurtin,ur body hurtin death certain,hang ur neck over the bath splatterin on the curtain
drain the fluid from ur remains after i'd beaten ur brains,to a pulp this aint fiction,all this started off in the kitchen shootin ur mouf off insultin me,regrettin it now naive didnt know what the result wud be,i pulled the plug on yo life homie,talkin shit now u no longer see another punk deceased,may be my enemy but rest in peace |
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IP: 1501 77A0
yea i'm sure i fuckin live ont he puter oh no i have 7 posts per day (n i been on rb for about 1 month 4 wks), u cant say that i'm wrong about this bein the same as fuckin weapon cypher.
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Sand
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IP: ABE5 5A5C
forget the bitchin.
i'll kill trill with the magazine i left on the window sill. go the cabinet and pop a pill and start making fakes real. then fill the tub with water and piss and throw this kid in. grip the neck of this victim and suffocate him while im shittin. trill see you later this is an original concept you just a hater. so ima kill you and make ya a mummy out of toilet paper. take you in my blazer and throw you over a river banker. and then when they find you ill make you my www.rotten.com screen saver. ^not good^ chuckles.
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[ Word for Word ]
Kevin. Alex. Patrick. John. |
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IP: 9E97 00AB
Slam your face in the toilet so we can test the commercial
2000 flushes have your head bobbin like a turtle Wrap U in the shower curtain and now U know for certain that your blood will be splurting and with The Grimreaper you'll be flirting Its your Demise to step into the bathroom at Night cuz even if the floor was made of quick "Sand" U still wouldn't win this fight..... ^^^Jus fuckin around |
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IP: 0874 0A39
Flexhavana - "Wrap U in the shower curtain and now U know for certain that your blood will be splurting and with The Grimreaper you'll be flirting"
Pestilence - "once the shower curtains go around yo neck it's certain// that yo throught be hurtin blood from yo eyes be spirtin you flirtin wit death" I didnt used to believe in coincidences...... -1- Anon |
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IP: 9E97 00AB
Oh shit......I didn't even read that one.....Oh well how much more can rhyme with curtain.....
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IP: 5153 3B92
head in the toliet "seat"as i clock "heat"//
do over and over again like its on "repeat"// u do for "streets" i do it for "beef"// on the wall or sink i'll leave ya fronts next ta ya "teeth"// dawg thats "me", caution wet floor when bathrooms mix wit "enemys"// act wild on the dance floor,but the restroom bring more "energy"// smackdown on cats wit liqud soap "salutioning"// its so "reviding" fights in stals my foot in his ass dig'n "deep"// now i left em "sleep" blew his brains at the begin'n on the toliet "seat"// |
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IP: 224F DCB8
this is an old cypher written something like a year ago or more.
i'm the running to the bathroom, my bladder is bursting/ the doors locked, what the fuck, its doesnt matter, i'm cursing/ i put up the fists and proceed to pound-on/ break the door down its time for the scrap, round-one/ a kick to the nuts sends piss spraying every which way/ on some matrix shit dodging the processed alizae/ hit the dick in the solar plexus, throwing him out/ slam closed the exit, my liver blows down the house/ ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! **sigh of relief** |
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