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Post by faded on Jun 6, 2005 12:29:17 GMT -5
who ever respond gon leave here wit fuccin soul scard flo' hurt u like a ripped tape in a VCR come get me im the one on A2K(able2know) sign up and see me rit today i dont play but i do get serious the mic after i finish cant be touch /serious/ too hot for the touch if this was live they'll be throwin bucks so which chump wana get down i'll treat u like state P get down or fuccin layin down i kill clowns that make me laugh take his punchline punch em then kick his ass its crunch time im the cage i been lyrically caged since the 9th grade now im out lookin for blood most rappers is desturbed kids that need a hug so dont talk shit or i'll pop ya spud
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Post by $lil-edd$ on Jun 9, 2005 11:29:50 GMT -5
dam that shit sucks ill spit a verse against ya and we will let tha others decide
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Post by mrduke187 on Jun 9, 2005 12:02:33 GMT -5
yo i'll rip this kid, if lil-edd dont get him, fuck it, he asked for a battle
I wasn't gonna rip but this man said he wanna be down this aint the grand stand show, but you sound like bozo the clown You wanna get down, or lay down you best lay down bitch Cuz when homie comes to town he dont play that shit, trick this nigga right here think he king of the throne I saw this nigga on trans ave. Payin this dude to let him bone Yeah you's a fagot son And if lil-edd dont finish this nigga then i'll cookem till he's done........
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Post by $lil-edd$ on Jun 9, 2005 20:45:01 GMT -5
this bitch faded cant take tha ~heat~ so he got turned to fried ~beef~/ might as well sit back in ya ~seat~ and just admit ~defeat~/ this site without ya would make it so ~complete~/ i'll bury him 6 ~feet~deep~ and top it off with ~concrete~/ thanks fo postin ya verse but either 1 would still kill faded, ~mrduke~/ faded cant take a little ~spook~ so his shit come out his mouth like~puke~/ like ~luke~ ill lyrically kill this darth ~vader~ with ~lifesavers~/ ya rhymes couldnt never be ~hot~ cause its like hot sauce with no ~flavor~/ got ya gay privacy ~invaded~ cause ya flows is like ur computer, it just down ~graded~/ looked at ya verse and was ~persuaded~ that ya rhymes r truly ~faded~/ my punches ~hook em~ like a ~raw trout~, they hit em hard with no ~doubt~/ we gangstas no girl ~scouts~ have ya scared that ya losed has your shitty ass just ~logged out~/
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