EkomS - Freestyle demolition...
Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 1:42 am
i wasnt gonna beat you, but fuck it!!
complexity fistin' ya ASSS... how we not gonna call you his puppet..
you suck kid...its just what im observin' of ya
you just a shrunken down, retarded, oriental version of him'
i see the feed you just left me, and i appreciate that
but when i release the hate facts, i can't eleviate that..
we cool and all dawg, but ill have to fuck ya tho..
call complexity's dick "his career".. cause after our battle. it was "up in smoke" (MURDERRRRR)
i'll let that rest... thats murder.. ill relax my fingers..
1,2,3,4.. lets go..
you talking all big.. but ya punches are small
and if you connected... they wouldnt feel like punches at all..
you a faggit'.. you say you buck, but hardly...
one look at this guy and you know "E' comes fucked".. like arriving drunk at parties
my freestyles make g's smiles and get weedpiles defiled..
so decline cause my key's wild, and make wee childs bleed wine..
see i can rhyme too... but i can punch like a bastard
you like an old broken wall.. you stay gettin plastered.
and we dont fuck with snitches.. and you All that..
one look at ya photo.. look like a fuckin' new born rat..
those shades make you look will smith
but even he got some cred as a rapper.. and you still aint been ill, yet..
you dead already.. so ill end with something tragic..
ya tombstone'll read like houdini's "died trying to fuck with magic"
we cool... im bored lol..
complexity fistin' ya ASSS... how we not gonna call you his puppet..
you suck kid...its just what im observin' of ya
you just a shrunken down, retarded, oriental version of him'
i see the feed you just left me, and i appreciate that
but when i release the hate facts, i can't eleviate that..
we cool and all dawg, but ill have to fuck ya tho..
call complexity's dick "his career".. cause after our battle. it was "up in smoke" (MURDERRRRR)
i'll let that rest... thats murder.. ill relax my fingers..
1,2,3,4.. lets go..
you talking all big.. but ya punches are small
and if you connected... they wouldnt feel like punches at all..
you a faggit'.. you say you buck, but hardly...
one look at this guy and you know "E' comes fucked".. like arriving drunk at parties
my freestyles make g's smiles and get weedpiles defiled..
so decline cause my key's wild, and make wee childs bleed wine..
see i can rhyme too... but i can punch like a bastard
you like an old broken wall.. you stay gettin plastered.
and we dont fuck with snitches.. and you All that..
one look at ya photo.. look like a fuckin' new born rat..
those shades make you look will smith
but even he got some cred as a rapper.. and you still aint been ill, yet..
you dead already.. so ill end with something tragic..
ya tombstone'll read like houdini's "died trying to fuck with magic"
we cool... im bored lol..