the reason you do your graff silent, is 'cause your scared shitless to be caught don't want anyone seeing its you that put up that wack tag, that should die and rot you should stick to school, and the anime club no nerd ass bitch can tag like us STR crew has just fucked you over learn how to rhyme, learn to crossover from that bitch ass side your currently on to the winning side, that STR runs tell your bitch that i had a hot time too i taught her some new tricks for you now instead of being able to take your 2 inch dick shes hot and fresh to accomadate my gigantic persian prick i hope your rebuttle is better than your graff dont deny it that STR-AWK collaboration is kicking major ass no beef no beef
STR-WHO, your crews a fuckin joke they sit around all day, doin the coke yeh they aint even got the cash for a freakin smoke yeah thats right, this shits real tight but completely unlike your mums vag after last night you cant tag for shit, even tho ur up everywhere who u tryna impress? cuz i must confess its doin nothin, nothin cuz the ppl that see it keep sufferin, u toy-ass cunt, ur mums even beta from the back then the front never pick up a can again unless its to kill ur self cuz the people crossin it hafta feel the pain when they see it and cross it ver and over again get the message yet? yeh its time to fret ur lacking the skill to even grab a can off the shelf so just do the world a favour and kill kill kill............yourself haha peace out some white boy freestylinz
VINCE!!..your graff skills are fuckin wack as fuck!..i'll take you out with a can ..lets bust on the street and i'll murder the walls and youll be throwin little bitch scribbles on the curb with a crayon!!!...you aint nuthin ..you aint worth nuthin and you aint ever gonna be nuthin!!!! &1 hahaa
vince you fucking gay as prince of the crappy graff crew at least i have a girlfriend you fucking noob your graff skills are wack go practise in your black book then come back and spit your rhymes you should practise those too instead of wasting all our time im sorry to say your mom's a hoe her bitch ass was taking my dick just a day a go she said "STR your right, persians do have big dicks" i was shocked her saggy vag could take all my persian prick im sorry to say that your the fruit of a mistake i told your mom 3 year old condoms usually break no beef no beef
"im sorry to say that your the fruit of a mistake i told your mom 3 year old condoms usually break" nice line ^^ who tha fuck u think u are? think u a star? well kick rocks im verbally the king in this box i got lyrics and knocks to clean your clocks like im kickin over lego blocks with leg shocks and led socks. im vicious stay ambitious, im like the lepercon cerial kat but much-more-malicious cus when i run up on your block "my shit is magicly delicious" so when u see me in your town u need to be lyricly suspisious cus i see fake rhymes that are functiounaly-fictitious mind ya bissness. get the fuck out of my thread u just fled when u heard what i said cus i got your bitchs legs spread while shes givein me head on YOUR bed, as she begins to dread all the blood she bled cus of the dick i just fed in your homestead while im countin YOUR bread... ya dead, dont cry over the rhymes i just shead. no beef. think i got a tad harsh there. also no tellin how much shit i mis spelled.
You flaming more than the twin towers. So homo, i rather take my dick suckin from Austin Powers. Fube, cant you see, wait thats rite, you cant... Thats why she called your dick "Lee". Mutha fucka this aintcha thread Get the fuck outta here, go ride ya sled. I ejaculate lyrical miss-iles out my cock Headed at ya face, you have no time to block. But fube, cant you see that i really love you Im gunna stop dissin you ONLY for the reason that i need to take a poo. Fube, i love you. WERRDDD. [Broken External Image]:http://www.narniaweb.com/forum/uploads/kaleb70/82329_Mr_T.jpg
i dont care how u got urs. keep it, normaly folks keep ghoneria a secret, i sneak with, the creeps kid, u talk crap and speak shit, ur appearance is freakish, u spitin weak ish, im sendin kids, mums there sons, apendeges, any fool defending this, pretending bitch, is spending his, life points like videogames thats ending with, no continues, cheats or health packs, i get mine from stealth jacks, u aint getting ur wealth back, i know u felt that, u were a gangster that dealt crack, its not true so fronting wont help facts,
man, sketch 3 you need graff lessons from somebody, well lets see.. you should pick me, im a burner you see, i spit rhymes right off the page, bitch lets get in a cage, il beat you down n fuck your mum mmm her ass is so round, then she'll suck my dick until there's no cum to be found. seriously dude, just pack your shit, no one likes your sketches, not one bit, i mean come on, dont even pick up a tin, your shits so wack, just throw it down into the bin. yeah and now what you gonna say to that, go fuck off and give your pindick a bat. man ima take my hat off, bitch put some money in that.
play with your left ball? i think you get enough of that.. at the local mall hand in pocket, wonderin can you reach your index into your anal socket as you reach further down into your trousers you notice an officer call "you better not be doing what i think you doing" you reply "no sir, its a pocket rocket" not cool at all..
ah, so i see cile stepped up to the plate to try and duel sir kasm with his impeccable style of verse and diction my verbal onslaught make you cringe like 'damn that kids cruel' adversaries leave the stage wishing what just happened was fiction cile *****, you know you and me is cool but when you step me you know i gotta make an example i wont be too harsh, just make you feel a bit like a fool lettin these kids know my style is much too hot to handle in fact you should feel lucky that i consider you a homie cause otherwise you wouldnt leave this encounter intact rock you so hard your whole family would find their mouths foamy with the signs of rabies, mutant babies under my comand attack like the movie childs play, except these aint no dolls these be little lab bred animals trained exclusively to kill and to protect their master, never letting me take any falls save yourself, tap out any time, let me know when youve had your fill haha i suck too
sit back and have a heart attack? just like i made it i had the waitress at the diner spike your meat loaf poisons so serious they'll have your skin like a spade, sick perfect crime, when you fall over dead it will look like a heat stroke ive worked on this concoction for years now, waiting for a subject granted, you probably dont deserve it, but like i said, youre an example and when i come in front of the jury, no doubt about it, ill beat the verdict and everyone will see, step in the ring and i murder at will but what they dont know is we in it together, just a grand scam the moment you fall dead the crowd will all gaze at the sight, standing dead still just dont let em find out theyve been fooled, or right quick we'll have to scram get the fuck out of dodge, far far away from here or else people will hear of our dubious act, faking the death of cile and we cant have that, we need them living in fear of stepping to mr kasm, let them believe ill leave the bodies heaped in a pile just like the movie 300, the opponents like persians one after one, line after line, round after round word will spread so fast, there will be many versions of how i eat emcees alive, im talking pound for pound so after your defeat, when i lean over to take my first bite no worries homie, its all a show, no need to shake in fright haha
shut up mr borg cile, wat ever u call him ill decapitate him my sword style, fucking his bitch with a broad smile, even tho his whores vile, got u on survaliance, iv forged files, on ur daily routien, aids having ***** ur pale an puke green, ur not evil..im the reason the youths been, disapering, only remains are a tooth spleen, and kidney, fuck the oposition shit even if ur with me, ill chase u out of town from brixton to sydney
still an infant u can see my imprint so u should quit this instance begin to even mension sketch3? wh0o the fuk is that homeboi has that name sketch and he cant even draw im dismantlin yall earings chains braclets and all so i basicly ball ur a toy son little if all u literally crawl iD like ta keep goin but ur takin it aLL................ DOWN! wich expected my brain been infected gonna go get some dope and get injected!
baldheadslick, gonna get injected... more like AIDS infected, when you go to ya boyfriends do them yoga bends, take it all up in the ass, THEN youll light up the grass to find out thats played out you wanna call out sketch, when YOU cant even scribble, just stick to being a professional dick nibble haha, oh man that was wack...no disrespect, just for the fun of this wack forum...
bald head slick, please fall dead quick, ur small dead click, were all bread bitch, i dont have any earings or chains but id place bets, that u rock a dress with ur braceletes, i erase threats, to bad i just laugh wen u front, ill rain bricks on ur dome just to see how ur face gets, cuss this fool aint lernt his place yet
rain bricks on my dome? my whole domes filled with foam watch it relapse and then form into stone its unfortinate though bored wit yah flow im a orphen ta dough thats why when i said that i just wanna glo neva had bling in my life but i still take it cuzz i stay trife money by any means and thats my life stop signs...barels,...and bins hand me yah limbs fanz is a sin here u go GAMBLIN AGAIN but now u lost yah whole structure some one else step up so i can just bless yah!
Your faggot ass wants to bless someone Then come harder than your last shit son 'Cause what you thought was ill and fresh Sounded nothing more than generic suburban ish Now it's time for real *****hs to shine and with lyrical attacks Put your wackass into an infamy demise Get it? Got it? I didn't think you would I guess you're not as stupid as you look So before you reply with garbage you'll soon deny Remember who Proper is 'cause he'll soon end your life. That is my first attempt at that shit honestly took me like 10 minutes. Hahha
Proper, you better take a seat now, better lay back I'm about to spin you around like a turntable slip-mat Throwin' out disses like you were talking to big cats Go back to kindergarden, it's time for your day-nap Talking about lyrical attacks is just getting me bored That line's been used more than a two dollar whore So drop the shit, and produce something real You're like a blind man stumbling, just trying to get a feel Or an old crippled man, trying to walk without his cane But his body is in better shape than your brain But I'm going to stop right here, I won't go too far Or you'll be blasted off this earth, in orbit with the stars <3