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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:45 pm
Gun talk from these actors? I won't stand for my sets' shots got lamount's brain all over Stanford
now that the shyts over, ill show the real gun handler ill apply powder to that a** like those walgreens pampers
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 12:02 am
Did any of that even rhyme =O ?
Alright Tsukidra
This is the ender, I smoke cheap cigars and down booze like bender They call me G Money cuz I'm a big spender. So go ahead and grab your phone call your mom man or text her cuz I'm about to make your a** disappear like Dexter
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Crimson-The-Eternal-Chaos
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 1:09 pm
get your mind off my c**k; i had to clean my inbox of the gay letters you sent to me clearly you're sick; force feed you medicine until you overdose and your heart stops beating you a sucker not count dracula but i'll drive a steak into your thorax you're always getting ********; figuratively speaking you have a sore a** but hey, thats none of my business what you do with free time i love hoes, but want nothing to do with this b***h I let her be quit crying, i read enough about your mood swings Oh Geez another phony putting on make up to disguise the truth OG? please, Obviously Gay bob and weave but fact's like Ali; the truth stings two things you should do: quit rapping and invest in better pads not notebooks i mean to stop the leakage instead of rapping mad be at peace with yourself you cant hold it you might pee on yourself you're not a genius couldnt concoct a remedy for your wackness in Dexter's Lab
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 4:45 pm
feeling alone, telling people that you be getting hoes but im sure that ive seen you hanging out with man whores eaves dropping the conversation, you told him u like it hardcore "softcore is boring, unless you touching my core"
homo flow is like hearing the same sounds, homophones getting so twisted, your relatable to chromosomes get your act cleaned up, do some lyrical chores and remind me how your a threat to this fear filled world
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 8:42 pm
ima drop a shell so this will be over easy like an egg twelve shots right on mark, to turn him to special Ed.
I'd hate to blow up your spot, on the corner of the block but I have to Mac, to keep up my shares in stocks
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:04 am
Coming from the bunny man? Hi my name is Fred Your flows are ******** up my head With your first impression, like Donnie Darko, God damnit you suck Fifteen minutes later, Subliminal mind ******** a ******** lame duck So what you doing on the mic? <******** around with me b***h I'll have your head on a pike Waving it around cuz "I am the champion my friend." So don't try to pretend That your s**t is hardcore I'll feed you to the worms Like Millhouse in Stonecore. Have your a** suited up Laying in the pine box killing niggas like the plague b***h, just call me small pox.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 8:55 am
Small pox? must be intoxicated blow up your spot like eating a box full of grenades now you're No-body sawed off shotty; you blow anybody close to you i've heard of disagreeing but you're consumed by hated now you're boxing with satan claim to be living a thug life but you dont have a gram of Pac in you burst your bubble, na i pop that, you'd sell your soul to go Pop-Rap nothing about you is amazing, a dumb a** rat that cant find his way through the maze Sun you like i raised you, couldn't block the sun's ray that will blaze you couldn't come up with a method man if Johnny blazed trained you Tang-it's a kick to your a**...enslave you in chains in a dungeon somewhere the chamber of pain, i dont even need a gun the chamber is empty break you like a Bum take all your cents; senseless rid you of five senses, your career is finished quit begging for an extention
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 7:15 pm
It's Valle Fresco? Back with another rhyme about sucking some d**k yo? I'll put a bullet in your chest hoe. Silencing your whack flow For good see? I blaze that mad tree, ***** Busting caps off at your house, have you bouncing round like tigger. Your flows soft like Winnie the Pooh. Whatchu gonna do? It's true, b***h I go hard. With flows fresher then twelve year old p***y in the school yard. And a mad battle tact, Get to steppin b***h better run fast, cuz there ain't no walkin on this track You claim to be the king? Well ***** the ace is back and i ain't cutting no slack Keep ******** with me *****, and It's ya dome I'll crack.
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Crimson-The-Eternal-Chaos
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 8:26 pm
no gas, but your moms a fat ugly b***h with no a** she's as big as a TOLL booth, but to me she's an EASY PASS
im a loony character with a carrot longer than bugz my d**k so big it makes your mother studder like elmer fudd
I capsize black guys, like the american flag This guys reality is made a joke like American dad
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 8:28 pm
My hearts beating in my head So I'll make this brief "Ahhh Whats up Doc?" There goes Tsukidra Eating his teeth Cuz he opened his ******** mouth. So I had to knock him out. Don't know what he's talking about, Why his girl scream and shout Riding on my d**k Shifting my gears like a mother ******** stick Cuz god damnit i'm sick and you's a mother ******** trick and a punk a** b***h Keep ******** around boy and I'll leave you in the ditch.
(sorry for the repetition in the last verse from my last diss, Really am starting to get sick, and I'm all ******** up on cold medicine.)
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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2011 8:52 pm
it's okay, but what you need is some word play and structure
Lamount is played out, I don't know what to tell ya I'ma give ya a musical lesson like O di bella
And a ***** just raps, i aint ever played cello but finger your mom is more complicated than Spiccato
I got machinery, TA-MOUNT-ON greenery, when I see ya I'll spray at your widows PEAK to make ya dance, like cha-cha-chiya
that last bar idk if anyone will understand if i dont explain it, but maybe someone will prove me wrong
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 9:30 pm
(Chiya Pets ha most people aren't old enough to remember what those are)
Don't worry bout my hair *****, worry bout ya a** I got flows so tight I can hardly pass gas Tsukidra's so worn out, he could take a ship mast. But I ain't worried about his s**t yo, it's all in the past. but if it not's *****, well my gats on blast. Hardest Mcees on gaia *****, you aint even on the cast. Now lemme bring this to your attention Your s**t so whack, not even worth an honorable mention. So go back to penny pinchin' You mother ******** jew You nickel and dime s**t hoe, I'm big league chew.
Oh whats this? you wanna give me rap instruction? ***** I go hard like a volcano. b***h, Eruption. Flowing everywhere, b***h I swallow your city Find me at your girlfriend's house after that kitty. Pull it out, bust a nut, now I'm all over them titties
So kiddies, Next time you wanna hear some gangsta ******** Tsukidra, that ***** can't even spit Bump Lamount, if you need to know what it's ******** ya girlfriend b***h, now I'm out Peace.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 12:02 am
you need to pass on the grass foo are you high or ******** nut's i devour big league chew as ruthless as i tear up LDB's bitches gut's
b***h made like no other the type to pull out to nut but never pull's out to bust swallow's better than he spit's, he loves rappin and his passion is to suck
LDB - flow's so tight he can hardly pass gas might not be a problem if your keyboard wasnt up your a**
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 9:24 pm
mad niggas up in his mouth and i dont mean lyrically So if I mention this ***** positively, HIV probably precedes
I'm known as the kid... took five years to finish ******** the alphabet.... first I'ma change my name to E... then eff G
he is confident that he's at ease, as for swag... he's unsure this ***** can't even bag, his name POINTED out that he under_scores
him and his avi's life is poor, they both like, "whats the point?" after a hard day of suckin d**k for gaia coins, he gotta light up a joint
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 12:43 pm
Jesus Crisis? Damn right. You just freed a beast. Catastrophe when I ice this messiah, and tell Jesus "Peace!" You aint Jesus. I'm the God MC, but you're no kin to me. I'll son you anyway. With punches to the chin, you see.
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