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Edited by
lionsbrew
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Sat 07/09/11 12:29 PM
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Your spellcheck must be broken
on your own words your choken tellin stories trying to pass by look in the mirror at who your callin high you must've looked through a thesaurus it didn't really help your rhymes still just bore us talking about a life of imprisonment more like an autobiography about your achievements i was a smart criminal never been busted not like some snitch who cannot be trusted try to go off and be fowl ill make your bones shiver with the sound of my growl It doesnt take me an hour to write my replies the words just cum out and drop haters like flies you should stop trying to act like your hard your pulling pennies while I pull your card go back to what you were doing before you met me go back to your hooker who makes it burn when you pee go back to that happy place while you can still see get off my Dick stop riding my coatails its not my fault your lifes full of fails So go on try and get down with your bad self Im iller than cancer and worse for your health like a neurotoxic venom ill affect your brain your lungs will stop working and youll feel immense pain hemotoxic skill that destroy flesh as I talk Ill erase your existence like a blackboard and chalk. 
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Edited by
Up2Us
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Sat 07/09/11 12:53 PM
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Poor cute little backstreet boy
Turned into a cyber prostitute Worked the net trying 2B Wild N foot loose Now engulfed by a bad case of STDs Popping penicillin like aspirin. Drugstore addict Mary Poppins fanatic Burning N itching Scatchen N sniffing Googled out...turned out. Ballin like a chronic hypochondriac. Looking 4 cures for Chlamydia. A side order of Gonorrhea. Herpes in the backside. Now Syphilis rules ya mind. He's on the internet looking like a cracked out Vanilla Ice. Oops his girl Charles is calling once again. Back 2 Charles throne his royal lover gottem bent. Hitting him up like a wayward congressional lame duck session. Dr. warned U not to remove those stitches.... Get off of ya knees Ya 2 busy pulling up Charles pants while kissing his a$$....
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Dude honestly, I'm getting bored
I'll let you have the last say....  
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Edited by
lionsbrew
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Sat 07/09/11 01:21 PM
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That took you a while
your rhymes seem to be getting worse your utter lack of style shows itself in every verse your starting to just repeat yourself like a broken old record from a dusty old shelf come with something fresh exciting and new not some leftovers in the pot or overcooked stew vanilla ice prince charles is that all you got it okay toloosen your collar I know my rhymes are hot just take it like a man on the chin instead of an old geezer whos been kicked in the shin you misunderstand on hates what i thrive on unlike someone else whos just a used tampon bloody bloated dropped down in and flushed your lyrics are bogus and seem to me rushed you seem to think your up and gangbanging but your wearin a skirt and i see your string hanging maybe some midol would do you some good until then maybe stay away from the hood weres your conviction your fire and passion theres no way to come back your a fad and not fashion I havent even started to fight you aint got the tools to compare to my might ive been there done that and your not even close its on my words sucker mcs overdose i own the mic with skill levels unmatched the micheal phelps of rapping my medals all unscratched do you need a cookie or maybe a hug how bout I show you the true meaning of thug I guess that would likely go over your head or between your legs like your urine soaked bed take out like a ninja or thief in the night bringing your nightmares out into the light if all you got is more of the same please dont respond youll only look lame.
i thought it was all in good fun man. No hard feelings. |
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Ooooo a rumble.
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Thanx for the word game. My brothers and I used to go back and forth for hours like that.
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Thanx for the word game. My brothers and I used to go back and forth for hours like that.
I'll see if i's got some flowers, Talked to yo probation man,,tell him you's got thi plan. If he looks da otter way, you can rap like ME today. Don't get caught with your pants pulled down,, hell now days everyone wants to see a clown,, your pink little panties,,looks pretty skampy. whas with does brown stains on the back. here let me give you a jack slap. so use to do this for hours, im sure! well I'll give you your cure. Take a couple enemas, then eats ya some m&ms, then just let your words STILL STINK LIKE TURDS, You be so nasty, so all dat, you need to cover yo face wit yo hat. Time to put both you boys to shame, cause i be da MAN dat MADE DIS GAME... You ain't chitt, w/o trying to be ME, its in yo words, like FU,,,,,,C. so don't try and be better dan me, cause i'l make yo pants all wet with ur PEE. ya wanna talk chiit,,right here is IT! metaphorical, ecological, theoretical, I be up-n-yo faces like, Mr. Ra-DAD-ical. Put u down, post ur sad pictures up all-over-town. So wats da matter,,cat ate your tongue, hell dats that boy in U, yu's to young. iam4u<-----read my name,,,THATS NOT U! speak yo trash, while I flip my ash, U jus be mad cause ya ain't got my cash. U both need Mr. Webster to give U a clue, just LOOK-UP UGLY,,and your see BOTH OF U. Ya'll ain't gotch chiiit, I'm don wit-DES!!!!!
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Stalking my prey a lyrical carnivore
leave with out a trace to keep you wanting more a real stifling trifling master of war bringing back it with all the blood guts and gore i teach you about maneuvers like taking a flank showing you why i take the supreme generals rank these words are heavy and pack a punch like tank ill leave all you suckers like a battleship sank Born on the twenty forth of july and loved by the sun hitting it off fast with verses that stun make a break for it you know you should run spitting out words like hot lead from a Gatling gun rhythem comes and goes goes and comes come on bring it the words not the mums what you got two left feet and nothing but thumbs? ill take the lions share and watch you fight for my crumbs Slipen in and sliden out you know how I roll so lets just twist up a fatty and smoke up a bowl what the hell ill dig one more hole ill leave your life drained mind body and soul
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IN the jungle,,the Lion sleeps tonight.
as his days are fed, with everyones desires to fight. Hungry for each new day, bodies cast sprawled, half eaten away. Gaurding his mane, casting light to his name. This jungle his throne, his kingdom, so torn. The price to just be, the one who never turns away, Never wanting to be this Lion, so feared,everyday. Walk with your pride, counting every hide. Making your name, in your world, and your fame. |
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Edited by
iam4u
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Mon 07/11/11 10:49 PM
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To all you Ladies,,who once was babies.
What took you away, what bad words did he say, what has you feeling so low, where did your dreams and love go, so many have used you up, now your soft words,,are just SHUT-UP. Can I take away your stress, Shall you put on that party dress. So your hairs a mess, I don't give a damn, can't you try to, re-start, just one more time. You have my promise, I won't break it apart. I'll just show you, One real, honest, friendly heart! 
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i never wallow in the sorrow
for too long i don't wish them dead i just wish them gone i live and learn and at this point i could be a teacher with a P H D but don't pity me i have a knack to see the forest through the tree pick up the peices of my broken heart scattered leave my life in tatters start a new that's what i do the tricksters and the fools can't leave me down too long i live and breathe where i belong in the light it's just my plight i might cry and talk some smack but i always find my way back it's just who...I AM. |
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i never wallow in the sorrow for too long i don't wish them dead i just wish them gone i live and learn and at this point i could be a teacher with a P H D but don't pity me i have a knack to see the forest through the tree pick up the peices of my broken heart scattered leave my life in tatters start a new that's what i do the tricksters and the fools can't leave me down too long i live and breathe where i belong in the light it's just my plight i might cry and talk some smack but i always find my way back it's just who...I AM. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice. |
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i never wallow in the sorrow for too long i don't wish them dead i just wish them gone i live and learn and at this point i could be a teacher with a P H D but don't pity me i have a knack to see the forest through the tree pick up the peices of my broken heart scattered leave my life in tatters start a new that's what i do the tricksters and the fools can't leave me down too long i live and breathe where i belong in the light it's just my plight i might cry and talk some smack but i always find my way back it's just who...I AM. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice. very sweetly scented just like YOU, As I only wished I was as good as YOU.... 
NOW,,,we need to hear your mind Soufie,,,,be it in thoughts as you feel today,,,or just made-up chizt,, just to play... Come-on girl you know more than me,,,,so give-us some-of-you,,to see 
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NOW,,,we need to hear your mind Soufie,,,,be it in thoughts as you feel today,,,or just made-up chizt,, just to play...
Come-on girl you know more than me,,,,so give-us some-of-you,,to see
Pretty sure I am no rapper I'm too DollyP and dapper eyes would roll and disappear around the bend. They would mash me with potatoes and pelt me with tomatoes Just to bring the silly screeching to an end. |
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Love this thread Terry! |
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Love this thread Terry! YES????? YOU need to do one about Texas,,and you growing up there,,that would be cool as your words I can only imagine,,,lol..so Ya'll come back now,,ya hear......
You should write something here,,,and trust me,,,YOU CAN RAP,,,lol |
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Love this thread Terry! YES????? YOU need to do one about Texas,,and you growing up there,,that would be cool as your words I can only imagine,,,lol..so Ya'll come back now,,ya hear......
You should write something here,,,and trust me,,,YOU CAN RAP,,,lol |
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HEY,,YOU ARE I AM....lol very sweetly scented just like YOU, As I only wished I was as good as YOU....
NOW,,,we need to hear your mind Soufie,,,,be it in thoughts as you feel today,,,or just made-up chizt,, just to play... Come-on girl you know more than me,,,,so give-us some-of-you,,to see
like that spin i put on the end? this thread has been alot of fun, i can see it being around for awhile, deservingly so!! well done!!
and soufie even came out, DollyP would be proud. :) |
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So tell me ladies,,what the HELL do you want or need,
A mouse, a man, or just a male body for you to feed. Can I give you anymore, than my five years on here, for you to explore. Is it my words that I speak, do you think I'm weak. Do I come-off to much at times, Is it in my rap, my writes, or my rhymes. YOU have the floor, I have the seat, Cannot just THIS man, knock you off your feet. Hell the babies 18-25 find me really cool, The 60-75 year ladies, think I rule. yet the ones who are my age or close anyway, They never write me, they just look the other way. I don't want a youngin, nor a lady who see's me as her youngin. Is it just to much to ask, to find one who see's me as, HER LOVIN,,, Just a thought is all I project, trying to understand, why I'm just their reject?
A little venting, a little confused, just not wanting to feel abused Looking, reading, seeing and comply, I was just,,wondering WHY? |
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