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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 1:25 pm
by precise
im photographin these homo-scraps-n ill show no-compassion
if u free post-im-blastin ill always throw blows-n-crash-em
im powerful, some kids may-know-a-fraction
dude ill hit hard enuff to KO-a-faction
*freeposts deleted*
enthusiast if u wanna battle mass effekt use the callout thread
Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 10:52 pm
by Mass Effex
Tha actions of people never fail to astonish
still trying to get the death penalty abolished
I believe in Street Justice, the heat funtions
and spreads around town the rap and the funk shit
Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 10:15 am
by Haz
i'll 'Drown a Board' Like Bein Ona Sunk-Ship..Put Ya Ta Sleep Like Skunk-Hits
If I Dump-Clips..Like Pussy Juices I Pump-Lips..Chump-Spit On Some Dumb-Shit
Have u Slumpd-Quick..N ya Inner Organs Dumpd-Quick In a Trunk-Prick...
When Da Pump-Click...It'll Have ya In Chunks..Sick...
Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 11:07 am
by Kurse
Sick nuthin, I got my cum dumpin nice n'thick..
catch Kurse's dick on ur bitches lips more than her chapstick..//
but shit, don't get twisted up cuz i'm addicted to ya wifeys dome..
she's full-grown and luvs it when a nigga gives her a mouth load//
Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 2:10 pm
by Cee4
Fuck ya mouths load, u don't wanna scrape with me, fear me kid
Coz you know that if I picked up the mic id murk A.M.E period
Ok im pissy, im boozing, its halfway through the night
Kurse old ass just pissed coz he`s half way through his life
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 12:53 am
by Mass Effex
Depsite what I write I could blast you in the night
and I'm way too dark hearted to rap in the light
light up the berry, fuck losin like John Kerry
never a happy birthday or christmas that's merry
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 7:53 am
by Kurse
Merry who had a little lamb is harder than Cee4..
and when Kurse gets off on the mic, yo bitch wanna see more//
So Cee needs to see his way off my nuts, take a detour..
i'll spit in spanish to flip the text to mex, chupa mi huevos señor//
haha
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 10:45 am
by Cee4
lol
Senior citizen more like, Kurse you know I don't speak Spanish
I know u get cheese, ya bank accounts the only thing that's famished
Don't make me do you like Mass Effekt, I`ll smash ya brother
We cool, but u can take that as a 'veiled threat' like Hazards mother
Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 2:19 pm
by Kurse
lmao
Hazards mother could probably kill you wit a single judo chop..//
disrespect the boss again and ya practically askin to git yo noodles knocked.
I'm a real asshole. Your just a lil dick, sumthin similar to a poodles cock..//
I'm better than you in every aspect, I know...I know...it comes as a brutal shock!
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 9:54 pm
by Cee4
shockwaves when u walk, now i aint tryna labor ya health
but by the looks of things u just went into labor yaself!
i mean look at his avy, this cat wanna grin
someone better tell him he has a bat on his chin!
Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 2:17 am
by Kurse
a bat on my chin, bitch I'll take a bat to ya chin..
drag you down an "alley" and split ya noggin like sum "bowling pins"..//
last thing you see on the ground as i lug you to the trunk is my glowin rims..
then light you up like a candle stick after the gas has soaked into your Girbaud's and Tims..//
Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2008 3:42 am
by Mac
Tims This Fresh, It's A Shame I Gotta Stomp Some Bitches,
Shatter Ya Face As Blood Splatters In Place At The Competition/
Naw I'm Not Kiddin, Just Play The Beat An I'll Stomp The Rhythm,
Half You Cats Are Lame An Weak An Claim Ur Neat Cuz u Cop'd An Image/
Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 9:53 pm
by - Mutual -
image the critics give us callin us gimics
but rap is in are hearts soul n spirits
to old to hear it but raps dead so fold n give in
just give us sumin to hold this rhythm
Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 12:34 am
by The Gonz
Hold the rhythm? Kid, hold yer breath/
Your soul's possessed by wackness, it shows in text/
No respect for a cat who struggles to rhyme/
Got the muzzle in line, shatter yer skull and puzzle yer mind/
Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 12:34 am
by The Gonz
Hold the rhythm? Kid, hold yer breath/
Your soul's possessed by wackness, it shows in text/
No respect for a cat who struggles to rhyme/
Got the muzzle in line, shatter yer skull and puzzle yer mind/