typeo, complex, diss
Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 4:13 pm
Typeo
I love how everybody on the internet is a thug/
thinking somehow without face to face its a benifet to blast slugs/
but its not like you got the atmosphere surroudin' your brain/
ya'll should of begun to atleast leer, and not come at us in vain/
cause we 'bring the pain' like the methods of any emcee/
ya'll just 'flee in the rain' cause you melt n' become flimsee/
wicked witch of the east, west, na, we the the wicked beasts/
Bird had a battle and never showed, hope he was sickened atleast/
cause if not hes just a pussy that can't handle the pressure/
But he does love things to press-up against his prostate in good measure/
but thats just wrong, like silkk thinking he was in a gang/
like one of Ja Rules love songs, makes blacks turn KKK and wanna hang/
turn to the whites with the truth to the maleficient words that we bring/
cause tick tock tick tock, hear the coo coo clock ring/
or the oven ding, cause this roast is thuroughly toasted to supreme/
so they ban, can't represent just a fake man stuck in a pathetic dream/
sticky with that cream, boys 27 and still stuck with nothing/
all he got is some fronting n' cells dieing from all his shit huffing/
Head so far up their asses their beards are mistaken for females muffs/
thinking they got enough, but all that we see is boys dressed as powder puffs/red, blue, and green, thinking they are clean lookin' and mean/
but it just seems that they are wrapped in orange a cuisin so lean/
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x fkn legend ?[Bird]: i wish a nigga would try me in the street lol
x fkn legend ?[Bird]: sayin imma kid when im 18
x fkn legend ?[Bird]: spray the kay his way
x fkn legend ?[Bird]: Are you white?
ur blowing cock, then ya asking me if i'm white//
Racist?, I stereo-type my own race when i write//
come on bitch, battle? i'll do it pen-or-mic//
kill 2 birds with one stone,to end-your-flight// (2 faced)
verbal attentions narrowed, ur in-for-a-fight//
not worth my time, but i want to ensure-the-site//
its not even a joke, u flow-damn-wack//
when I step ya whole-clan-back//
remind me of molasses cuz ur slow-and-black//
n ya only jump on the street when I'm throwing-crack//
never winned (wind), screaming help, by writing-on-sales// (sails)
even the hardware store, makes profit from ya biting-on-nails//
seeing you on top of flow, is rare like sighting-whales//
quit rapping now they dont, allow a mic-in-jails//
I love how everybody on the internet is a thug/
thinking somehow without face to face its a benifet to blast slugs/
but its not like you got the atmosphere surroudin' your brain/
ya'll should of begun to atleast leer, and not come at us in vain/
cause we 'bring the pain' like the methods of any emcee/
ya'll just 'flee in the rain' cause you melt n' become flimsee/
wicked witch of the east, west, na, we the the wicked beasts/
Bird had a battle and never showed, hope he was sickened atleast/
cause if not hes just a pussy that can't handle the pressure/
But he does love things to press-up against his prostate in good measure/
but thats just wrong, like silkk thinking he was in a gang/
like one of Ja Rules love songs, makes blacks turn KKK and wanna hang/
turn to the whites with the truth to the maleficient words that we bring/
cause tick tock tick tock, hear the coo coo clock ring/
or the oven ding, cause this roast is thuroughly toasted to supreme/
so they ban, can't represent just a fake man stuck in a pathetic dream/
sticky with that cream, boys 27 and still stuck with nothing/
all he got is some fronting n' cells dieing from all his shit huffing/
Head so far up their asses their beards are mistaken for females muffs/
thinking they got enough, but all that we see is boys dressed as powder puffs/red, blue, and green, thinking they are clean lookin' and mean/
but it just seems that they are wrapped in orange a cuisin so lean/
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x fkn legend ?[Bird]: i wish a nigga would try me in the street lol
x fkn legend ?[Bird]: sayin imma kid when im 18
x fkn legend ?[Bird]: spray the kay his way
x fkn legend ?[Bird]: Are you white?
ur blowing cock, then ya asking me if i'm white//
Racist?, I stereo-type my own race when i write//
come on bitch, battle? i'll do it pen-or-mic//
kill 2 birds with one stone,to end-your-flight// (2 faced)
verbal attentions narrowed, ur in-for-a-fight//
not worth my time, but i want to ensure-the-site//
its not even a joke, u flow-damn-wack//
when I step ya whole-clan-back//
remind me of molasses cuz ur slow-and-black//
n ya only jump on the street when I'm throwing-crack//
never winned (wind), screaming help, by writing-on-sales// (sails)
even the hardware store, makes profit from ya biting-on-nails//
seeing you on top of flow, is rare like sighting-whales//
quit rapping now they dont, allow a mic-in-jails//