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03-18-2007, 05:21 AM | #522 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Mar 2007
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Ryt first of all this forums **** coz ya all up in here hatin en none of ya'll can rap or freestyle well not wat av read anyway. Plus i ask ya to drop a verse en ya say no well i fink tht mean ya couldt fink of anythin to spit hence the bit where i said ya'll can freestyle en theres no point replyin because this is the last tym ill b cumin on this piece of crap..PEACE!
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03-18-2007, 05:29 AM | #523 (permalink) | |
The Sexual Intellectual
Join Date: Dec 2004
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Coz if you don't i'll ban your ass Word to yo mutha
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04-08-2007, 07:51 PM | #524 (permalink) |
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Join Date: Feb 2007
Location: Joplin, MO
Posts: 468
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yo, what I'm saying is try a little harder,
we can all be a little smarter, you better stay the f*ck away from me, I need my space and that's plain to see, and it's not because I'm some kind of a freak, I just make it known, and things look bleak, if you continue to not set boundaries, my will is steel like it was made in a foundry, I've always got you little jello pudding pops around me, you're not in my league, not even the same county, come stress on me, and it's my mind that I flex, I don't even have to say a word, and I'll leave you perplexed, because I can make you shy away by just giving you a look, the longer you stick around, and I've got you on my hook, and you'll try to crawl away in some nook, I'm the master chef, and you're not a cook, I'm still spurting these rhymes, while you're out flirting with dimes, you better report these crimes, that I blurt in my times, I squirt like limes, you're more tort than mimes, get ready to abort your lines, they're not iller than mine, I'm more intricate and complex than cosign, I'm an aquarius, so what's yo sign? and don't show me tat's cuz that's a ho sign, you're all lazier than a f*cking bovine and get ready like Daft Punk for one more time, cuz I know you're more defensive than a f*cking porcupine |
04-11-2007, 11:14 PM | #526 (permalink) |
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Join Date: Feb 2007
Location: Joplin, MO
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My style flips like a kayak,
my rhymes are hotter than Salma Hayek, you don't get your way and sip cognac, my rhymes kill and thrill like zodiac, im'a try the rhyme scheme crowquill, that you mentioned in that other post, I don't really know if it will work, but once it gets moving like an automobile, then I will begin rolling and start to coast, these others can't battle me, they ain't got the right torque, to uncork my flow, and knock off my hinges, they came out swingin' like Mike Tyson, but I've got stamina like Cassius Clay, bring out the stretcher, and bust out the syringes, you come up just short like Kevin Dyson, I know all your other friends will do whatever you say, but not me, ya see, I'm from a different school of thought, yeah, that's right PHP, I'm talking to you, always poking around, and got nothin' nice to say, what's funny is I'm that UsedTool you bought, I'm the one you'll turn to when you're stuck like glue, because my stocks rising, until it's my Don Maclean day, |
04-12-2007, 09:58 PM | #527 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Apr 2007
Posts: 5
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The Used Tool Guy thinks he can rhyme, but all i see from him is one f**ked up bi
If you got british rhythm like me, then please come a long and set up your tee As we gona play a little golf, while my mother is cooking up some illegal remedy. No not remedy i mean a bit of home made weed, not the bread your mother loves to nead Yes my mums a drug addict, and your mum loved to suk ma d*ck Listen up! Spitting rythmes is how i like it, rythmeing mimeing suddenly decideing I cant trust no one not even uncle timmy ride it loading, exploading its stuck in my head all these enimies i cant control it peace owt |
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