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Post by interference on May 19, 2005 11:58:32 GMT -5
this is some shit i wrote real quick, not my best but it aint to bad
no physical power could bring your lyrics to true fame/ cause ya style has been 'devasted' like your fuck'n name/ ill 'burn' through your lyrics, like a bad case of 'sifylus'/ your only 'klappin' heat when ya palms meat with 'friction'/ even if this kid ate 'red hot balls', he still wont spit fire'/ slash ya face, sew it up..fuck a mic..you'll spit 'through da wire'/ have this guys head 'rock-n-rollin' like a monster truck tire'/ you spit 16, ill give you 12 full strength bars that'll blast this p-ri-ck/ you only 'cum'n' hard in ya spits, when your 'lips' are sparring wit d-ick's/ ya leftd dead near an investagator with no head for being an instagator'/ you imatater, you nuttin but a noo'b gettin shot up for being a hater'/ ya been served by skill's iller than aids, sickness is wat iam spittin'/
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Post by MitcH on May 19, 2005 20:27:21 GMT -5
not bad...not great either...some of ur punches were pretty played out...but u show a lot of potential...work on the punchlines and you'll be a machine! ima give u skillz
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Post by worldfamous on Jul 10, 2005 7:12:43 GMT -5
ur graphix r tight. too bad u cant rap.
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Post by MitcH on Jul 21, 2005 20:52:30 GMT -5
too bad he's a biter
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