yo if ya'll wanna battle, at me at M-S-N
untill that I B waitin', sippin' on gin
got my whole crew to turn up the bottle
my crib is a ghetto factory, get your safety goggles
cuz I'm sure you'll need 'em, if ya ain't wanna get blind
I ain't no Jesus so I won't heal your crook-assed behind
cannot make you walk but I can turn you crip
gimme ur leg, i'm a hit a brick
look at that man, i just saw yow knees skip
awn, that must hurt, i can see the tears in yow eye
and i heared yow leg crunch, oh my
fuckin' Lord, heal this dum dork
so that can run away, I'm sick of his crackhead
thug life, bitch, remember what Pac said
but he said so many things, one of 'em was the law
don't ever diss my man, or I'm a screw yow jaw
kick it in the middle, tear it into peaces
come to think about it, let's fuck you all up
lay you down on the streets, to get eaten by the dogz
who'll call you momma, tell her 'bout the loss
maybe she's happy, cuz now she's her own boss
you ain't no more around tellin' her what to do
damn yow momma's happy she got away of you
holla ya'll (say hello to yow momma from me :wink: )
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ANY CATS WANNA BATTLE
Started by DA GAUTIER, Jul 12 2003 01:25 PM
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Posted 10 September 2003 - 10:24 AM
yo Abner step up in this bitch right here battle yo nothing personal strictly hip hop
yo they should 've warned you,
before pissing off the wrong guys,
bitch nigga say the wrong words,
scream three strikes,
when you suck up on dicks,
you don't belong, talk street and tough,
when you stay home and polish yo mamas toughees,
a sick fuck, the words that come out yo mouf the same as pac's,
pac wanna be, no material of your own,
stupid vocab, compared to a 8th grader yours is wack,
thugz dont crib with they mamz,
but yo begging her to take you back,
yo aint ghetto and could never be,
maybe if you did something about your skin,
colonial dayz iz over, get over it, and let me shine,
me this, me that, all up in yo flows, they still done bring no grime,
cutting niggaz is all you know, but truthly you can't rap,
give it up, go back home and practice yo lines,
that slave shit is dead, and now i got the whips and chains,
yo the slave and am tha masta fuck it.
yo they should 've warned you,
before pissing off the wrong guys,
bitch nigga say the wrong words,
scream three strikes,
when you suck up on dicks,
you don't belong, talk street and tough,
when you stay home and polish yo mamas toughees,
a sick fuck, the words that come out yo mouf the same as pac's,
pac wanna be, no material of your own,
stupid vocab, compared to a 8th grader yours is wack,
thugz dont crib with they mamz,
but yo begging her to take you back,
yo aint ghetto and could never be,
maybe if you did something about your skin,
colonial dayz iz over, get over it, and let me shine,
me this, me that, all up in yo flows, they still done bring no grime,
cutting niggaz is all you know, but truthly you can't rap,
give it up, go back home and practice yo lines,
that slave shit is dead, and now i got the whips and chains,
yo the slave and am tha masta fuck it.
#3 Guest_Point Blank_*
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Posted 10 September 2003 - 05:36 PM
Both u niggas is herbs, your rhymes is comical :D I would merck y'all sumn serious but i got better things to do.
#4
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Posted 10 September 2003 - 05:40 PM
Infinite mindstate/have homo's doubting they innerstate/
flow so sick Rectify a psycho's mentalstate/
my rhymes do to your brain what bullets do to flesh/
this bunch is brady/the aftermath of this is ya'll kids being shady/
'the boy is beastie'/'slick in the cipha and his shit ain't reeking'/
tote hammers like arm and hammer/
.... da gaiety/push your weight up/
suck on a meat pospsicle you need the protein/
hop off the heroin/
u having hallucinations of a HERO IN in here/
play the corner/coz u a goner....
flow so sick Rectify a psycho's mentalstate/
my rhymes do to your brain what bullets do to flesh/
this bunch is brady/the aftermath of this is ya'll kids being shady/
'the boy is beastie'/'slick in the cipha and his shit ain't reeking'/
tote hammers like arm and hammer/
.... da gaiety/push your weight up/
suck on a meat pospsicle you need the protein/
hop off the heroin/
u having hallucinations of a HERO IN in here/
play the corner/coz u a goner....
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