Weird____Guy wrote:
Afta readin' anti’s, it’s clear that 226 won/
But that’s not sayin much; there were no puns//
no flow, no wordplay, no sense, no hits (punches)/
“tryin to be a second hitler” where the fuck y’all think up this shit?//
In battle, rhyming aint the only damn factor/
You gotta be aggressive, he the convict you the captor//
Gotta make him ya bitch, see he put in his place/
If he try to steal the throne, bring down the mace//
to his face, lace the track with tacks to slow his pace/
catch him out at first base, knock him out of the race//
If you wanna win, bring ya A game to the plate/
and don’t spit lame shit like “he loves to masturbate”//
Look what you just said, dont be takin that to head
You got a problem with ur ego,Your like a Gi joe
Carryin around fake guns for fun
And 226 may of won,But his face is still covered in cum.
I guess you 2 were just havin too much fun
U and 226 can go run along with dikes and dicks
Cuz I’m DONE
No man I went to site typed in the letters.. clicked on Download the Free one.. it gave me a option to open up some classin plyer but I couldnt get it to work for some reason.
AznSkillz wrote:
No man I went to site typed in the letters.. clicked on Download the Free one.. it gave me a option to open up some classin plyer but I couldnt get it to work for some reason.
u cut me open dat woz ur let doun //
now i strike back to relenquish my rap crown //
i see theres no problem within the fate //
after this verse is done all ya’ll do is hate //
got ma liquor stacked up in the crate //
quite the player yet still at the top //
u can always rise but i wont catch u wen u drop //
sum of ya’ll dont rise u jus a flop //
as niggaz say baby im cream of the crop //
hit ma prime dat were it hurts u the most //
as u struggling im already at the post //
u could call me the 2pac ghost //
cuz ma rhymes are slick sweet n they score //
almost like a blonde dirty whoare //
yet they expect u 2 pay but i jus settle the score //
n bam they outta ya door //
theres no moving on cuz i kno im the one //
lyrical wizard my time has begun //
fully loaded clip; yea i be on that shit/ quick to blow out a nigga brains over some dumb shit/ grab the pump quick; i tie ties ankles to rail and slit his wrist; let the forensics figure out the shit/i run with tactics, strategy, analaysis; phone call to ya house; i make u and kids run out; then i kidnap the bitch/ i want the number to ya bank account or i blast the jit/ my mind so naturally, precisely engineered; sometimes i forget; but i automatically bring my hunting gear; let a nigga run up on me; i aint playing fair; gun cleaned out ; i take u down and stretch you out/if u hungry; i leave the shells in ya mouth/
tryin to confront, my flows and my verbals
how you gonna say shit about pace when you as slow as a turtle
get it straight through ya head, you not one to be lecturin'
all ya really doin is wastin your time, goin up against a veteran
yeah Im 14, still do a kill on the show
how can he talk abvout talent when everyone sees no skill in his flow
you dont know wha I’ve been throgh, so why you bein a critic
criticizing our rhymes when yours is clearly pathetic
you think you rollin so far, you fail to your flow
pop all ya wheels when you ridin just like nails on the road
so you really hallucinatin, perpetratin the show
this king clearly lost his rule, all hail to my flow
anti tryin to compliment you, bout you fuckin my shit?
clearly your admirin his rhyme anti, you be suckin his dick
so stop all of this, you stopped in your pace
he wont be sayin be agressive he had a glock to his face
his cryin deaths should be heard, says he true in his spit
just put tape on his mouth n throw him in the river, that’ll do him sum shit
so back to you too, you aint even true
half of the shit you say on your spit I bet you wont even do
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kev360 wrote:
98supra wrote:
Kev, Why do u want me 2 be gay?
because i want to bend you over and shoot chocolate gew in your asshole.
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