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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 9:32 pm
in dis topic u gon post yo battle rhymes if u made a challenge put da name of who u challenged or who challenged u n put da lyric below da name DO NOT CHALLENGE PPL IN DIS TOPIC JUS BATTLE RAP
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 3:41 pm
Chorus: The kid yung goze is bak on the seen. Not just me doe the got dam team. Ghost Land Gunnasz yea homie we killin it. If yall the shyt den we gorilla shyt. Lets go
Verse: If you a hustla n***a, put it all in. Cus wen deres beef yu niggasz bounce like spaldin Im on the block ballin while yu fallin Das how i know the pump ull make em jump like jordin I aint neva ran And thas a true story I like to rob niggas OG's shoot for me They like the way i am I live it Yall aint B.E.T but yall can styll see how im livin I'm pimpin like scotty low limp And the shotty same length As my body Snuck it In the party Case niggas try and ack fool I blow dey brains into cat food, i am that dude where the feins go weneva they need blow Cusz they pay less like where yu can find shaq shoes So ack foo And i will shoot the ratchet All yu here isz BANG BANG (Deep Voice) 2 wholes in his jacket Im a ******** beast
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 3:48 pm
really ont kno wat ur doing he got a kobe bryant jersy lookin like a light skin partrick huin.. im nice wit it wen im spit. in a week or soo i will be spinin on the swizz beats wen u in the bodega askin fo swiss cheese. im nice wit it freestyle. u wona talk about guns dat y u get ur stunnin on the only kind of toast u pack is the 1 u put better on matter of fact i must doin somin in the house matter a factur gf had my eggrolls and ddumplings in her mouth
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 3:52 pm
heey wdf u mean wafflezz in da beggin in u said u might as fell be GORRILLA shyt wdf
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 3:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 7:53 pm
AY BICH a** ***** YO NAME IS SwaggerBoy RIGHT
YOU p***y a** WHITE TRASH YOU SAY YOU HAVE DOUGH BUT YOU HAVE SMALL CASH IM THE REALEST OF THE REAL KEEP ******** WITH ME AND HIT YOU WITH DAT STEAL SO IF I WAS U ILL STFU CAUSE SAY SOMETHIN ELSE ILL ******** U UP
AY b***h YOU ******** WEAK b***h LISTEN
IM FROM THE SOUTH b***h YOU KNO WAT IM BOUT IM BOUT KILLIN p***y a** ***** AND PULLIN TRIGGAS
I COME FORM THE STREETS I RAP OF OF HARDKORE RAP BEATS SO b***h TRICK OR TREAT
IM JUST GETTIN STARTTED
I REP D-BLOCK YO MOM SUCK c**k ............................ TRYIN STEAL MY SPOT LIGHT b***h BEST BELIVE WE GOIN 2 FIGHT IM A REAL ***** SAY REAL s**t I DONT CATCH A FIT I JUST STEAL YO b***h
PEACE YOU p***y a** WHITE BOI IM OUT YOU WEAK I WAS JUST SAYIN RANDOM s**t RIGHT NOW BUT WHEN U SAY SOMETHIN GOOD IM COMIN HARD LIKE BULLY
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 8:45 pm
dis is 4 a muthafcka dat keeps hatin in real life
defendin ma hood till ma last breath ill giv em muthafckas deir death dey goin down like deir set dis aint fakin in da net fo me haters r like pets pull a gun n ull c deir sweats
dis is da livin hell u wont b safe not even wid a spell ur dead body will soon start 2 smell while ur family cries im holded in a cell n da church will start 2 ring deir bell o shyt yo momma fell yo family started 2 yell ur scared....i can tell
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 9:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 9:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 9:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 8:54 pm
My-skills-is…Intangible invisible like an apparition though more colorful that skittles You rainbow kite homos like fools on logo dudes on dudes you gettin blown like craters Switch it up, Bi, tradin sides in the war, watch the score this movement is confidential Like boxers I block against the jab of a hater french fries kids get them cut like taters
Or chips like cop in the 70's on the block I got the key to the lock, dude don't try to mock The flow of yo boi, I ain't a play toy cats backs get broke like holidays for whores This commodity is priceless you won't find in stores look harder it's hidden deep beneath the core Remorse is the cost you will pay, so pray the boy let ya soul escape to the Lord
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