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 Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 5:35 pm
[[ ~ Wolf Magic ~ ]] Ese_lil_casper sorry i pissed ya off wolf hahaha im not pissed off im just like oh s**t rofl how did you become queen im like the worst rapper in LG i think
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 6:13 pm
Lil Casper, you're just that, a Ghost,
But you ain't a writer, you're just a white excuse for a blank post,
I bid you farewell while you climb depression like a steep stairwell,
It's impossible for child to attempt to bare hell,
And to the slut, I wouldn't bother lettin' you swallow my busts
'cuz your yeast infections got more crust than those lips you use on your old man to suck.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 6:39 pm
Ese_lil_casper ((damn mak she shut you up hahaha)) She prooved her point,she aint nothin but a tramp// i heared that you love to rape lil gurls at summa camp// its me up here now and you cant say you dont love me// last time in the bed,hell you ******** me fo free// and i could see why you dont make no god damn money// it was so damn bad that s**t waznt evin funny// ((i had to try hahaha no offence wolf you waznt da best but you waz iight lol )) Atleast she's not the queen of the fags, Unlike Casper who's a guy in drag, He washes his sheets every night, He goes on the internet jacking off to gay porn sites, The only way he got some is some slut who raped him for free, A wannabe of the female sluts from The OC, She must be blind because he's ugly as you can see, The only way he'd look decent is if he got plastic surgery, ((Sorry if it offends you, Wolf or homosexuals. I don't mean it. ^^))
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 6:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 7:15 pm
Makairo The God Lil Casper, you're just that, a Ghost, But you ain't a writer, you're just a white excuse for a blank post, I bid you farewell while you climb depression like a steep stairwell, It's impossible for child to attempt to bare hell, And to the slut, I wouldn't bother lettin' you swallow my busts 'cuz your yeast infections got more crust than those lips you use on your old man to suck. mak i know you aint talkin bout white homie cuse thats one thing im not// as for Curssive you may be a man but damn haha you hot// mak you need to learn im here to take ya title as the best// maybe not now but if you notice im not like the rest// and as fa you mak you best be quiet cuse all you do is jock off of spida// but i guess thats what you real good at nicca im talkin bout you bein a d**k ridea// Curssivei would talk if i waz you gurl// cuse some of the storys i heared about you made mah toes curl// and she didnt rape me i let her ride so stop wit all dat// and i also heared you waz fat till you got some of da lipo// i bet you and mak get along grate in the bed at night// what do yall do? i bet yall have a d**k fight// but at what price do you do it for?// cuse ere body in LG know you the whore// ((sorry yall did that s**t to me so yall did it to your self))
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 7:42 pm
Ese_lil_casper Makairo The God Lil Casper, you're just that, a Ghost, But you ain't a writer, you're just a white excuse for a blank post, I bid you farewell while you climb depression like a steep stairwell, It's impossible for child to attempt to bare hell, And to the slut, I wouldn't bother lettin' you swallow my busts 'cuz your yeast infections got more crust than those lips you use on your old man to suck. mak i know you aint talkin bout white homie cuse thats one thing im not// as for Curssive you may be a man but damn haha you hot// mak you need to learn im here to take ya title as the best// maybe not now but if you notice im not like the rest// and as fa you mak you best be quiet cuse all you do is jock off of spida// but i guess thats what you real good at nicca im talkin bout you bein a d**k ridea// Curssivei would talk if i waz you gurl// cuse some of the storys i heared about you made mah toes curl// and she didnt rape me i let her ride so stop wit all dat// and i also heared you waz fat till you got some of da lipo// i bet you and mak get along grate in the bed at night// what do yall do? i bet yall have a d**k fight// but at what price do you do it for?// cuse ere body in LG know you the whore// ((sorry yall did that s**t to me so yall did it to your self)) My gawd Casper, your mothers a bore, Whacked her wit my club...forgot to say fore/ Gangsta? Balla? Cracka you crack me up, Since we on the topic golf, I'll give ya a put/ In this place called Los Gangstas, you an anomoly, Claimin' you a balla, but I'm the one movin' peices like monopoly, Your girl and everyone on yo mom side of the family, wish to get on top of me/
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 7:46 pm
Ese_lil_casper Makairo The God Lil Casper, you're just that, a Ghost, But you ain't a writer, you're just a white excuse for a blank post, I bid you farewell while you climb depression like a steep stairwell, It's impossible for child to attempt to bare hell, And to the slut, I wouldn't bother lettin' you swallow my busts 'cuz your yeast infections got more crust than those lips you use on your old man to suck. mak i know you aint talkin bout white homie cuse thats one thing im not// as for Curssive you may be a man but damn haha you hot// mak you need to learn im here to take ya title as the best// maybe not now but if you notice im not like the rest// and as fa you mak you best be quiet cuse all you do is jock off of spida// but i guess thats what you real good at nicca im talkin bout you bein a d**k ridea// Curssivei would talk if i waz you gurl// cuse some of the storys i heared about you made mah toes curl// and she didnt rape me i let her ride so stop wit all dat// and i also heared you waz fat till you got some of da lipo// i bet you and mak get along grate in the bed at night// what do yall do? i bet yall have a d**k fight// but at what price do you do it for?// cuse ere body in LG know you the whore// ((sorry yall did that s**t to me so yall did it to your self)) Damn, you just can't understand what I say, That shows you're as intelligent as Peter Griffin who's drunk on sake, I was talking about you, you must be blind too, If you can't tell what a girl looks like, You might as well do guys who look like girls in your line of sight, You're jealous because I have boobs, You don't have any tools, Rumors are rumors, doesn't mean they're true, What I stated about you weren't rumors, that's the reality fool, The keyword is bet, so you're assuming, They're just guesses, they're not what's really blooming, You can have Mak, all he does is talk s**t anyway, You'll also get along great since you're both gay,
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 9:23 pm
I'll have Currsive spittin' curses while I re-word her perfect
diction until my d**k meets her lips, call her the head-smithe,
Her teeth gleam, yellow from the dried semen,
Peepin' toms wouldn't bother to look at home girl 'cuz her pubes stay beasting,
Maturity hit you hard, scarred you for life 'cuz
you got a thicker 'stache than Wolf Magic's c**t does,
I'll slap you silly, pop a pill of me and force you to swallow,
Soon as my d**k blasts I grasp the trigger to leave your dome hollow,
Fall back before I swing hands and Pimp slap
yo' flabby, cellulite induced nasty a**,
The mighty, the murderous disturbing words to feast on your carcus,
A buzzard, lurking the ominous sky in the desert, going from suburbs to harm-fest,
I'll leave you starving, chain around your neck and buried
like Casper, already a spirit 'cuz I left his a** in the cemetery.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 9:39 pm
Makairo The God I'll have Currsive spittin' curses while I re-word her perfect diction until my d**k meets her lips, call her the head-smithe, Her teeth gleam, yellow from the dried semen, Peepin' toms wouldn't bother to look at home girl 'cuz her pubes stay beasting, Maturity hit you hard, scarred you for life 'cuz you got a thicker 'stache than Wolf Magic's c**t does, I'll slap you silly, pop a pill of me and force you to swallow, Soon as my d**k blasts I grasp the trigger to leave your dome hollow, Fall back before I swing hands and Pimp slap yo' flabby, cellulite induced nasty a**, The mighty, the murderous disturbing words to feast on your carcus, A buzzard, lurking the ominous sky in the desert, going from suburbs to harm-fest, I'll leave you starving, chain around your neck and buried like Casper, already a spirit 'cuz I left his a** in the cemetery. I'll leave you to your sex roreplay, Your mind is sick filled with imaginary foreplay, Keep dreaming because I'll beat you with class, You imagine because you can't have my a**, Ch, you're the god of nothing, You're as weak as Wolf and Ese you're punching, I'll return as ghost just to spite you, It tortures you because you know what I stated is true, Then I'll take pictures of your crimes, You'll be in jail faster before it's time, Then you cry inside because you're not fine, Karma's a biotch because you're not kind,
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 9:46 pm
Curssive Makairo The God I'll have Currsive spittin' curses while I re-word her perfect diction until my d**k meets her lips, call her the head-smithe, Her teeth gleam, yellow from the dried semen, Peepin' toms wouldn't bother to look at home girl 'cuz her pubes stay beasting, Maturity hit you hard, scarred you for life 'cuz you got a thicker 'stache than Wolf Magic's c**t does, I'll slap you silly, pop a pill of me and force you to swallow, Soon as my d**k blasts I grasp the trigger to leave your dome hollow, Fall back before I swing hands and Pimp slap yo' flabby, cellulite induced nasty a**, The mighty, the murderous disturbing words to feast on your carcus, A buzzard, lurking the ominous sky in the desert, going from suburbs to harm-fest, I'll leave you starving, chain around your neck and buried like Casper, already a spirit 'cuz I left his a** in the cemetery. I'll leave you to your sex roreplay, Your mind is sick filled with imaginary foreplay, Keep dreaming because I'll beat you with class, You imagine because you can't have my a**, Ch, you're the god of nothing, You're as weak as Wolf and Ese you're punching, I'll return as ghost just to spite you, It tortures you because you know what I stated is true, Then I'll take pictures of your crimes, You'll be in jail faster before it's time, Then you cry inside because you're not fine, Karma's a biotch because you're not kind, Perhaps you're ignorant or maybe it's the fact that you lack what a real man would want in the front and the back, You ain't physically appealing and your grammer is another reason why you're useless aside from kneeling to suck p***s, I mean it, regardless if you're trying to disagree, You can pray and wish but you can never out do, or even try to do me, Who wants to do a chick like King Kong covered in fleas?
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 10:05 pm
Makairo The God Curssive Makairo The God I'll have Currsive spittin' curses while I re-word her perfect diction until my d**k meets her lips, call her the head-smithe, Her teeth gleam, yellow from the dried semen, Peepin' toms wouldn't bother to look at home girl 'cuz her pubes stay beasting, Maturity hit you hard, scarred you for life 'cuz you got a thicker 'stache than Wolf Magic's c**t does, I'll slap you silly, pop a pill of me and force you to swallow, Soon as my d**k blasts I grasp the trigger to leave your dome hollow, Fall back before I swing hands and Pimp slap yo' flabby, cellulite induced nasty a**, The mighty, the murderous disturbing words to feast on your carcus, A buzzard, lurking the ominous sky in the desert, going from suburbs to harm-fest, I'll leave you starving, chain around your neck and buried like Casper, already a spirit 'cuz I left his a** in the cemetery. I'll leave you to your sex roreplay, Your mind is sick filled with imaginary foreplay, Keep dreaming because I'll beat you with class, You imagine because you can't have my a**, Ch, you're the god of nothing, You're as weak as Wolf and Ese you're punching, I'll return as ghost just to spite you, It tortures you because you know what I stated is true, Then I'll take pictures of your crimes, You'll be in jail faster before it's time, Then you cry inside because you're not fine, Karma's a biotch because you're not kind, Perhaps you're ignorant or maybe it's the fact that you lack what a real man would want in the front and the back, You ain't physically appealing and your grammer is another reason why you're useless aside from kneeling to suck p***s, I mean it, regardless if you're trying to disagree, You can pray and wish but you can never out do, or even try to do me, Who wants to do a chick like King Kong covered in fleas? Maybe you're the one who's ignorant because you ignore the fact, That you is ugly as a person addicted to too much crack, And you say I'm unappealing? Again you're dreaming, If I'm unnactractive then you're you so ugly people hide at your sight, You haven't even seen what I look like, So your insult doesn't affect me in this cat fight, Open fire! Mak's in sight! Soldiers shoot because they see an ugly sprite, They cover your body and face when you're dead, Who'd want to go to your bed?, Certainly not me, because I'm not free, I'm not even trying and I'm still out doing you, Not even 20 minutes and I'm beating what you do,
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 10:14 pm
Makairo The God Curssive Makairo The God I'll have Currsive spittin' curses while I re-word her perfect diction until my d**k meets her lips, call her the head-smithe, Her teeth gleam, yellow from the dried semen, Peepin' toms wouldn't bother to look at home girl 'cuz her pubes stay beasting, Maturity hit you hard, scarred you for life 'cuz you got a thicker 'stache than Wolf Magic's c**t does, I'll slap you silly, pop a pill of me and force you to swallow, Soon as my d**k blasts I grasp the trigger to leave your dome hollow, Fall back before I swing hands and Pimp slap yo' flabby, cellulite induced nasty a**, The mighty, the murderous disturbing words to feast on your carcus, A buzzard, lurking the ominous sky in the desert, going from suburbs to harm-fest, I'll leave you starving, chain around your neck and buried like Casper, already a spirit 'cuz I left his a** in the cemetery. I'll leave you to your sex roreplay, Your mind is sick filled with imaginary foreplay, Keep dreaming because I'll beat you with class, You imagine because you can't have my a**, Ch, you're the god of nothing, You're as weak as Wolf and Ese you're punching, I'll return as ghost just to spite you, It tortures you because you know what I stated is true, Then I'll take pictures of your crimes, You'll be in jail faster before it's time, Then you cry inside because you're not fine, Karma's a biotch because you're not kind, Perhaps you're ignorant or maybe it's the fact that you lack what a real man would want in the front and the back, You ain't physically appealing and your grammer is another reason why you're useless aside from kneeling to suck p***s, I mean it, regardless if you're trying to disagree, You can pray and wish but you can never out do, or even try to do me, Who wants to do a chick like King Kong covered in fleas? mak so funny he foregot he will ******** any thing on 2-4 legs// while me ill just sit back and drink a few kegs// mak know what king kong looks like cuse he seen Curssive naked in bed// and yet mak aint got nothin so she couldnt be fed// i wish she would just shave once in a while cuse she look like chubaka// ...............((ill continue this tommarow im tired and i cant think of nothin))
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 10:22 pm
Ese_lil_casper ...............((ill continue this tommarow im tired and i cant think of nothin)) ((I'll wait till tommorow to respond then..))
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 10:26 pm
Curssive Ese_lil_casper ...............((ill continue this tommarow im tired and i cant think of nothin)) ((I'll wait till tommorow to respond then..)) ((aight imma lay down a vurse then go to bed ill see you later))
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 9:31 am
What is it with people thinking about other people having sex? You like to imagine just to get yourself erect, When will you get a life? It's just not right, While it's true what you said about Mak, He don't hide it like you do, that's a fact, Atleast he don't do himself with his own hand, All you can think about is sex and that covers all your attention span, I can smell you a mile away, Atleast have the decency to shower to hide your self-foreplay, Your hygene is very bad, it makes all the people in the universe cry and sad, And what's more pathetic than your hygene is your attempt at a comeback verse, It's the equivelent of when Rodney Dangerfield rapped, only it's worse, (( Rodney Dangerfield rapping - http://youtube.com/watch?v=dSoykHwQBe0 xd ))
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