Boggle the mind? please. this ain't no twilight zone Only way you gettin' one-liners, is if you highlight poems I know you thinkin ''shit, it sure seemed easy on paper'' But you can't talk, like mute kids usin' graffiti creator Stupid kid, press play on Fruity Loop samples and shoot the shit Gag n' tie this clown to a crucifix for better bazooka hits On second thought, you should've shoved the knife all the way in Cuz only way you servin' is behind desks at the holiday inn
Boggle the mind? please. this ain't no twilight zone Only way you gettin' one-liners, is if you highlight poems I know you thinkin ''shit, it sure seemed easy on paper'' But you can't talk, like mute kids usin' graffiti creator Stupid kid, press play on Fruity Loop samples and shoot the shit Gag n' tie this clown to a crucifix for better bazooka hits On second thought, you should've shoved the knife all the way in Cuz only way you servin' is behind desks at the holiday inn [/b][/quote] ok ok... holiday inn is where ya get ya ass beat by big meat/ bent over so far your face is touchin ya feet/ ill empty a round in ya head from behind/ that shit'll give a new meaning to "blowin ya mind"/ wearin the trench in the summer and u know its bad intention/ ill make u bleed so much youll be president of the blood doner convention/ come over and ill state your conviction, dont be resistant/ i dub you the fag of mc rappers..oh my bad...that was your intention?...
the kids to big for these little writer games its graffiti the street is where i should see ur names not on the internet u fukkin lames walking in the phoenix sun and im playin with the heat you niggas is brown nosin like u was a bicycle seat fuck the bullshit ima bring the game to life im talking get stabbed w/ a gun shot w/ a knife if i cant get to you im going for ya wife motherfucker im livin this shit in the street the way i bust the heat will have u light on ur feet might make ur heart skip a beat by far im the hardest out when u see me i stay with the heat like i was livin in a drought and i know u sayin this young kids fire yeah without a doubt when niggas make comparisons about the hustle im usually the 1 they talkin about
i like to eat dead babies i think i might have rabies every time i read yo shit i almost get the scabies this is the gayest thread makes me wish i was dead so i'll take a shit in your mouth and shoot myself in the head ---- fags this shit is so gay lol ok peace
i keep bricks in my closet of cocain/ go home and get high offa propane/ u think i go to clubs where ho's know my name/ nah, i sit alone in the dark and play video games/ some say im insane others say im suicidal/ i say i have the gift of turnin that into sumthin homicidal/ im past readin the bible it never did me no good/ stuck in the hood, so troubled cuz im mis-understood/ i drink beer and liquore quiker than all my peers/ i keep a razor in close distance so please dont stand near/ the only thing i fear is being alone with no hope/ keep my stash of dope beside my suicide rope/ these days its hard to cope so i keep smokin the best of fat blunts/ i dont need game to fuck hoes cuz i rape there lil ass-n-cunts/
This kid thinks he's some kind of hard-core gangster, I've seen better grammar from a 12 yearold wangster. ASEN hitting you with all kinds of dope rhymes, I'm sure ya wish you had that skill half of the time. The youngster thinks he's scary enough to rape, Too bad he's just pulling out the barbies and duct tape. Haha. No beef though, just having some fun...
This kid thinks he's some kind of hard-core gangster, I've seen better grammar from a 12 yearold wangster. ASEN hitting you with all kinds of dope rhymes, I'm sure ya wish you had that skill half of the time. The youngster thinks he's scary enough to rape, Too bad he's just pulling out the barbies and duct tape. Haha. No beef though, just having some fun... [/b][/quote] first off ill merk you bitch/ the worst mistake is to be fuckin with swich/ i have you diced up face down in a ditch/ homicidal tendicies keep me rollin with clips/ i like beef with enimies so keep it commin/ the blood shed and dead bodies keep me gunnin/ be smart kid...get to runnin...
been known ta take that cain straight up to tha brain got me calm and serene boy my yola's mean cuttin out some rails my nig it neva fails ta put me in that phase that i wanna be so come hit a line or nine wit me