GUESS WHOSE BACk.They say TINO killed me but im still alive muthafuckas.MCs like KNOKA ain't worth a cent.they think they know but have no idea of what they represent."tha descent ".aiight lets go 4 a freestyle.Whorez like MAckmann bitin off mah name.
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THA DESCENT:
its MACKMANN da supahero from da east//
tha MC that release a new piece every 61 weeks/
im starin at y'all from da top of a hill//
comparin ya mental and ya lyrical skillz//
like dat pimp peepin a chick wi da topical heels//
now c,this is rapville and MaDDMAn is in charge//
niggas likes KNOKA get arrested on a lifetime detainment charge//
on tha sprint i'ma distance you//
You incestually "Blow Pops"/so I ROAST 'SUCKERS'/'bustin hard' like BROKE RUBBERS//in yo casket yo ghost gon call me da "ghost busta"//
And KNOKA wants me to spit out 30 lines, I got more rhymes to throw at him than the New York Times//
Slaying his mimes with angry nines propelling bullets so fast he can't even see the speed lines it leaves behind//
Like bear-hide, made all his clothes by the blind, playin puppet tricks while he rides the playground slide//
Slip - slip - slippin from him now, my lyrics are what he asked me to show down//
Tearing him a new ass so he can breeth deep from the crowd//
Raped is a fucked up situ, I'll rape your lyrics and then beat your ink like a mashed up tattoo//
Fuck it, I aint got the time to be layin you out in public//
Now stuff it, in your 16-inch gash, drop the cash and leave you bleedin in the aftermath//
Terrified of spiders while they webbin all your cuts, you should just stay in bed comfort eating you anorexic little cunt//
Ready with a blunt, to burn your eyelids t'ill they're welded shut//
Melt the skin like roasted duck, smelling like pigs shit in runny muck//
Why do I give a motherfucka, cause pride is what makes me man, and him..her suck cock for half a buck//
What you think winnin is luck, well I'll show you another position to put your ass in for a buck...//
A dead one, you gonna die, like havin a 30 inch rhyme poked right through both eyes//
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#2 Guest_Knoka_*
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Posted 31 October 2003 - 05:28 AM
Wit prescision aim of tha barrell/i spit letters deform u decoys /
Amateurs said facts are garbled/reversed game their rap zeroxed/
Tha don wraps it/ by clappin' lyrikal assasins applaud the habbit/
Long closed tha casket/Mackman's on has-been list an' #1 draft pick/
U still unplugged son/tha fact u mack hoes an' pay 2 plug one?/
I f*cked dozens/ not takin' u seriously delays my cumm fun/
Theres's still none hun.
u wastin' time Mackman ur empty shells are jus' loud an' jus' that.
Knoka
Amateurs said facts are garbled/reversed game their rap zeroxed/
Tha don wraps it/ by clappin' lyrikal assasins applaud the habbit/
Long closed tha casket/Mackman's on has-been list an' #1 draft pick/
U still unplugged son/tha fact u mack hoes an' pay 2 plug one?/
I f*cked dozens/ not takin' u seriously delays my cumm fun/
Theres's still none hun.
u wastin' time Mackman ur empty shells are jus' loud an' jus' that.
Knoka
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Posted 02 November 2003 - 08:08 AM
Yo! plug the damn cord// abort tha yes yalls an' fake daps//
Lay tracks like coke snorts// O-dosed on Bourbon... shot's faced-up//
I'll drop ya...... // wit nothin' but water pistols? see dawgs wet off it//
Russian roulet style but yo!... without the guns an' bu-llets....
Often got words I spit 'em// now watch one minute yet past ur fished//
Matrix reloads on this// I'm one yall kept clock-ed but keep on missin'//
Who rhymes the hardest than Knoka?// besides yalls p*ssy lines spew me//
Those who got blazed sorta// felt balls get crunched to grape size when mushy//
See yall jus' dope ad's// addicts to crap an' proper cant rap//
Bother get teks get tossed-up// hoe whats up?! who wants gets f*cked up??? whattttt..............................................
Knoka
Lay tracks like coke snorts// O-dosed on Bourbon... shot's faced-up//
I'll drop ya...... // wit nothin' but water pistols? see dawgs wet off it//
Russian roulet style but yo!... without the guns an' bu-llets....
Often got words I spit 'em// now watch one minute yet past ur fished//
Matrix reloads on this// I'm one yall kept clock-ed but keep on missin'//
Who rhymes the hardest than Knoka?// besides yalls p*ssy lines spew me//
Those who got blazed sorta// felt balls get crunched to grape size when mushy//
See yall jus' dope ad's// addicts to crap an' proper cant rap//
Bother get teks get tossed-up// hoe whats up?! who wants gets f*cked up??? whattttt..............................................
Knoka
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Posted 02 November 2003 - 09:13 AM
u nigz need to be taught a few things right here.. the Dyme's back baby!
been here longer than both of ya'll mufukas, now check it..
maddman's gone insane form all the coke forced into his weak mentality//
all hyped up n full of anxiety,over the fact that his back on these forums//
niga f*k that, my return is the only "big news" like frontpage newspaper colums//yeah, i remember ya ass always beefin wid Tino and Hekima the wackness tagteam// too bad all ya hopes to be the tightest were just an unconsious imposible dream//niga i "see through u" like lazer scan beams//i seen these biches all the time// comin up to create fake hype just to expose the embarasin truth in they lines//u beta off fadin away back to where u came from, where nobody needs to pay attention to what u say like a mime// right now i'll just "hold back" like human spines//dont provoke me though, or damage will meet ya body and mind//and as for this Knocka dude, u just sittin there typin crap at ya own time's expense//cuz half of the time, ya motherf*kin rhymes dont even make sense!//u said 'Who rocks beta than Knocka?'//i dont care, but u sound like one of them "fellas" wearin' "rocka"//standin on tha corner, with a walkman propabably playin hova//rockin' a Nelly plaster on the face tryin to holla a ho over//i can tell from ya verses u try to be deep and mellow//but just cuz u can "get" a "ho" dont mean u ghetto//niga u couldnt "flow" if u had a f*kin tongue worked by hydrolics//and dont spit back, i alredy whooped ya ass as SaNcToMiC//spit ingenous shit, nigz say my brain's somehow bionic//send messages to all u mothafukerz weak knowledge through this sound so supersonic//prepare for battle nigz i'm comin to penetrate through ya defense shields//the only time u two are ever above me is when i carry both ya asses off the battle-field!//a lota wack pussies up in this place//the last time i took a quick peep on AHH, some muthaf*ckar was insultin bout race//and before that, the only real niga in here was Horse//right after Xcalibar,Tinashe (Dark) and Yung-T went off course//now this place doesnt really have a bright future// but much love to the nigz holdin in down, like Lyrical Butcher//but the rest of ya'll bichnigz are better off lyin' in sepulchre//u in "grave danger",especially those dumbasses who just come in and out from nowhere,u are unwelcome strangers//RhYmGoD has returned, treat me like hiphop's savier..
been here longer than both of ya'll mufukas, now check it..
maddman's gone insane form all the coke forced into his weak mentality//
all hyped up n full of anxiety,over the fact that his back on these forums//
niga f*k that, my return is the only "big news" like frontpage newspaper colums//yeah, i remember ya ass always beefin wid Tino and Hekima the wackness tagteam// too bad all ya hopes to be the tightest were just an unconsious imposible dream//niga i "see through u" like lazer scan beams//i seen these biches all the time// comin up to create fake hype just to expose the embarasin truth in they lines//u beta off fadin away back to where u came from, where nobody needs to pay attention to what u say like a mime// right now i'll just "hold back" like human spines//dont provoke me though, or damage will meet ya body and mind//and as for this Knocka dude, u just sittin there typin crap at ya own time's expense//cuz half of the time, ya motherf*kin rhymes dont even make sense!//u said 'Who rocks beta than Knocka?'//i dont care, but u sound like one of them "fellas" wearin' "rocka"//standin on tha corner, with a walkman propabably playin hova//rockin' a Nelly plaster on the face tryin to holla a ho over//i can tell from ya verses u try to be deep and mellow//but just cuz u can "get" a "ho" dont mean u ghetto//niga u couldnt "flow" if u had a f*kin tongue worked by hydrolics//and dont spit back, i alredy whooped ya ass as SaNcToMiC//spit ingenous shit, nigz say my brain's somehow bionic//send messages to all u mothafukerz weak knowledge through this sound so supersonic//prepare for battle nigz i'm comin to penetrate through ya defense shields//the only time u two are ever above me is when i carry both ya asses off the battle-field!//a lota wack pussies up in this place//the last time i took a quick peep on AHH, some muthaf*ckar was insultin bout race//and before that, the only real niga in here was Horse//right after Xcalibar,Tinashe (Dark) and Yung-T went off course//now this place doesnt really have a bright future// but much love to the nigz holdin in down, like Lyrical Butcher//but the rest of ya'll bichnigz are better off lyin' in sepulchre//u in "grave danger",especially those dumbasses who just come in and out from nowhere,u are unwelcome strangers//RhYmGoD has returned, treat me like hiphop's savier..
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Posted 02 November 2003 - 11:39 PM
I heard ur phony rap back when was rockin' hoods an' flip-flops// cut fades an' tried ta fade Kids but now its jewels an' throw-backs// u still come at me soft tissued often dealt wit u in toilet bowl issues// f*ck rappin' crap nikka i wrap u in that tissue now fake ass mummy// fool bring ur best chested i'll leave 'em bones stickin' out their rib cages// impressed yet? the rest gets double breasted no shells still hit u senseless/u an' ur cluster fag rhymers compared u to clocks without the time... so u cant tell i come the hardest the kind lyricly enclined minds rep// ur chunk change like cents in pockets times ten might be a buck// u still a Dyme worth for every rhyme wrote i earn bout a thou....(..sand)// nikka is u dumb i'll have ur tongue replace them Charmins double wraps// i dap those whose lines scaple heads bald in word battles// now amp yours Sanc or up yours the barrel gets to travel// i'll tunnel holes like teks funnel through winds or concrete boroughs// see now its duck season buck an' i got reasons to cut// been in the cut since 8 tracks when played ur dad bust an' got u made// u spit that luctose shit i hate that lucrose shit its diabetic // respect this my ryme's infected ta rap impresive// i'm still the hardest since d*cks sexed clits an' squirt in hymens...... whatttttt!
keep cummin'
Knoka
keep cummin'
Knoka
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Posted 02 November 2003 - 11:56 PM
By the way dyme that shit right there is beautiful, but i'm still daddy ya know..........
Knoka
Knoka
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Posted 03 November 2003 - 02:23 AM
I heard ur phony rap back when was rockin' hoods an' flip-flops// cut fades an' tried ta fade Kids but now its jewels an' throw-backs// u still come at me soft tissued often dealt wit u in toilet bowl issues// f*ck rappin' crap nikka i wrap u in that tissue u fake ass mummy// fool bring ur best chested i'll leave 'em bones stickin' out their rib cages// impressed yet? the rest gets double breasted no shells still hit u senseless// u an' ur cluster fag rhymers compared u to clocks without the time... so u cant tell i come the hardest the kind lyricly enclined minds rep// ur chunk change like cents in pockets times ten might be a buck// u still a Dyme worth for every rhyme wrote i earn bout a thou....(..sand)// nikka is u dumb i'll have ur tongue replace them Charmins double wraps// i dap those whose lines scaple heads bald in word battles// now amp yours Sanc or up yours the barrel gets to travel// i'll tunnel holes in ya like teks funnel through winds or concrete boroughs// see now its duck season u quack then i got reasons to cut// been in the cut since 8 tracks when played ur dad bust an' got u made// u spit that luctose shit i hate that lucrose shit its diabetic // respect this my mind's infected ta rap impresive// i'm still the hardest since dicks sexed clits an' squirt the hymens...... whatttttt!
Knoka rhyme nkhosi....
Knoka rhyme nkhosi....
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Posted 03 November 2003 - 11:24 AM
another example of weak so called flows...when will it stop,
just quit while ur behind pleeez.....or do some drastic change,
evolve already :twisted:
just quit while ur behind pleeez.....or do some drastic change,
evolve already :twisted:
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Posted 03 November 2003 - 01:29 PM
i'm sure u talkin bout knocka of cos... he he he! u realy wana go with me niga? that first verse was just a minor, was half asleep when i sent it.. but its good enogh to ovashine that crap u just sent
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Posted 03 November 2003 - 08:27 PM
Ya’ll won’t succeed when ya’ll tryna hurt us
I had ya eyeballs comin’ out when I hit ‘em purpose
You a regular geek who looks like a dyke on da surface
All the animals in ur house made it look like a circus
Cuz yo momma’s a phat rhino, you just an ape
I locked you in your cell, make sure you won’t escape
I made your square head lookin’ like round shape
when I hit ya like I was the world-champ-heavyweight
u gon’ get crazy by dis wicked rhymes I create
don’t you eyeball me, or I’m a hit ya wit ma nine gate
right between ya eyes, into ya brains
no matter what’s gon’ happen, my rap game gon’ maintain
I’m a rottweiler, killerdawg, off his chains
All heil for da gautier, it’s my time to reign
I’ll dictate your fat ass like Saddam Hussein
Bust a bomb on ya ass , the war has start
Mushroom-clouds on ya head, looks like art
Everybody loved me when I stopped the beating of ur heart
I sliced you up , had you commin’ apart
Yo here’s a granate, better go fetch
You almost made it back here, but got blown in da stretch…
:twisted: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!! :twisted:
I had ya eyeballs comin’ out when I hit ‘em purpose
You a regular geek who looks like a dyke on da surface
All the animals in ur house made it look like a circus
Cuz yo momma’s a phat rhino, you just an ape
I locked you in your cell, make sure you won’t escape
I made your square head lookin’ like round shape
when I hit ya like I was the world-champ-heavyweight
u gon’ get crazy by dis wicked rhymes I create
don’t you eyeball me, or I’m a hit ya wit ma nine gate
right between ya eyes, into ya brains
no matter what’s gon’ happen, my rap game gon’ maintain
I’m a rottweiler, killerdawg, off his chains
All heil for da gautier, it’s my time to reign
I’ll dictate your fat ass like Saddam Hussein
Bust a bomb on ya ass , the war has start
Mushroom-clouds on ya head, looks like art
Everybody loved me when I stopped the beating of ur heart
I sliced you up , had you commin’ apart
Yo here’s a granate, better go fetch
You almost made it back here, but got blown in da stretch…
:twisted: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!! :twisted:
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Posted 04 November 2003 - 03:28 AM
Anonymous said:
another example of weak so called flows...when will it stop,
just quit while ur behind pleeez.....or do some drastic change,
evolve already :twisted:
just quit while ur behind pleeez.....or do some drastic change,
evolve already :twisted:
P*ssy nukkas like this one always bump they gums an' hide their face cause they scared ta get f*cked.
Knoka
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Posted 04 November 2003 - 03:29 AM
Dyme said:
i'm sure u talkin bout knocka of cos... he he he! u realy wana go with me niga? that first verse was just a minor, was half asleep when i sent it.. but its good enogh to ovashine that crap u just sent
Nukka's talkin bout u 10 cent.
Knoka
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Posted 04 November 2003 - 07:48 AM
Pleez stop :x stop,u hurtin my eyes with ur weak lines,
dunno if I should call u a rat or a household parasite,
ur childsplay lyrics are breaking my heart ..OK.. jokes aside:
u really need to take a good look at ur lines and thoroughly
analyse before pressing enter to reply,discriminating against
wildlife,must have had a bad experience with nature as a child,
defied gravity at the age of 6 when u attempted to fly,fell and
bumped ur head and now ur in denial,lyrically infertile,
I'm not suprised by the lack of maturity in ur lines,nersary
rhymes's ur specialty,ZOO emphasis on ur verse proves my
point exactly that u need a bath quick,u mouth stinks from the
s**t u spit,I'll kept u detained and now u dismissed because u aint
worth my influence,that would be like asking a speechless to sing
......... :lol: :lol: :lol: u's a waste of breath kid
dunno if I should call u a rat or a household parasite,
ur childsplay lyrics are breaking my heart ..OK.. jokes aside:
u really need to take a good look at ur lines and thoroughly
analyse before pressing enter to reply,discriminating against
wildlife,must have had a bad experience with nature as a child,
defied gravity at the age of 6 when u attempted to fly,fell and
bumped ur head and now ur in denial,lyrically infertile,
I'm not suprised by the lack of maturity in ur lines,nersary
rhymes's ur specialty,ZOO emphasis on ur verse proves my
point exactly that u need a bath quick,u mouth stinks from the
s**t u spit,I'll kept u detained and now u dismissed because u aint
worth my influence,that would be like asking a speechless to sing
......... :lol: :lol: :lol: u's a waste of breath kid
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Posted 05 November 2003 - 06:55 AM
Again wit the fables mafukas jus' cant rap boy pleez piss an' get on ya bed nap an' dont rap. sheeeshhhh.........
Knoka[/b]
Knoka[/b]
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Posted 05 November 2003 - 07:18 AM
See that's the difference between me and u BRO,
u Rap and Im hiphop,ur cormecial and I'm underground,
we'll never stand on the same stage because I dont
u Rap and Im hiphop,ur cormecial and I'm underground,
we'll never stand on the same stage because I dont
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Posted 05 November 2003 - 07:59 AM
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Pleez stop :x stop,u hurtin my eyes with ur weak lines,
dunno if I should call u a rat or a household parasite,
ur childsplay lyrics are breaking my heart ..OK.. jokes aside:
u really need to take a good look at ur lines and thoroughly
analyse before pressing enter to reply,discriminating against
wildlife,must have had a bad experience with nature as a child,
defied gravity at the age of 6 when u attempted to fly,fell and
bumped ur head and now ur in denial,lyrically infertile,
I'm not suprised by the lack of maturity in ur lines,nersary
rhymes's ur specialty,ZOO emphasis on ur verse proves my
point exactly that u need a bath quick,u mouth stinks from the
s**t u spit,I'll kept u detained and now u dismissed because u aint
worth my influence,that would be like asking a speechless to sing
......... :lol: :lol: :lol: u's a waste of breath kid
dunno if I should call u a rat or a household parasite,
ur childsplay lyrics are breaking my heart ..OK.. jokes aside:
u really need to take a good look at ur lines and thoroughly
analyse before pressing enter to reply,discriminating against
wildlife,must have had a bad experience with nature as a child,
defied gravity at the age of 6 when u attempted to fly,fell and
bumped ur head and now ur in denial,lyrically infertile,
I'm not suprised by the lack of maturity in ur lines,nersary
rhymes's ur specialty,ZOO emphasis on ur verse proves my
point exactly that u need a bath quick,u mouth stinks from the
s**t u spit,I'll kept u detained and now u dismissed because u aint
worth my influence,that would be like asking a speechless to sing
......... :lol: :lol: :lol: u's a waste of breath kid
U still a guest in this house// u got summin' lets hear it out/bitch up that mouth is still cum/son gurgle up an' spit it out/ur mumblin' now no doubt u snuck tha back an' was seen by guards/they f*ck yours up 4 tryin' ta fake rap wit lame punch-lines/ that game u wrote is played out like symphonies last note/an' Pavaroti bowed witb all standin' ovasion from the crowd/dont waste my time dawg/find summin' ta play wit other than my hard bone.
Knoka no amateurs por favor..........
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Posted 05 November 2003 - 08:44 AM
ur tryin ta differentiate rap an' hiphop? one is a form of speach that brought the culture, that made it what it is now. so rap without hiphop jus' cant happen. commercial or underground read what i write an' decipher shit is not ur everyday joint kid. smoke another uhhhhhhh......
knoka
knoka
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Posted 05 November 2003 - 09:03 AM
Quit lying to us b***h we all know ur gender's unknown,
At the day of ur birth doctors were puzzled by what they saw,
Could'nt come to terms with the mystery behind ur p***yhole,
U's a male WHO WHORE who angage in male porn,digest
d**k for breakfast before moving to the main course meal,
thinkin ur real b***h the only thing u real in is bedroom
skillz getting asswhiped by any TOM DICK and HERRY on the streets,
a b***h who still believes in ferries no wonder ur smile looks so scary,
sperm got ur teeth stained to yellow quit sucking d**k,KNOKA u's a
pure example of n****z with tits...go bounce on other n****z d**ks
chickenhead b***h....CLUCK CLUCK...there goes another d**k
At the day of ur birth doctors were puzzled by what they saw,
Could'nt come to terms with the mystery behind ur p***yhole,
U's a male WHO WHORE who angage in male porn,digest
d**k for breakfast before moving to the main course meal,
thinkin ur real b***h the only thing u real in is bedroom
skillz getting asswhiped by any TOM DICK and HERRY on the streets,
a b***h who still believes in ferries no wonder ur smile looks so scary,
sperm got ur teeth stained to yellow quit sucking d**k,KNOKA u's a
pure example of n****z with tits...go bounce on other n****z d**ks
chickenhead b***h....CLUCK CLUCK...there goes another d**k
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Posted 06 November 2003 - 01:57 AM
Fageth ass mafucka no jokes come lik balls/ya ass swolle from deep dick strokes an' rammin' ofcourse/i got a job for u to get paid jus' slurpin' on blow/u qualify i seen ya mouth ur tongue speaks dick-lish words/ i'm bout six feet an' 60 degrees slant of a pole/unlike them slumped ones this gun's strong amped of viagra tabs yo/i see that gap in ya mouth sorry was too quick when i pulled out/ had heard u was a bitter shit not tonite hun/i aint gon be halved up son.
keep cummin'...
Knoka
keep cummin'...
Knoka
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Posted 06 November 2003 - 10:22 AM
it aint even hppening like that faggots without me and y'all know that!!!
Yo on the real i think i need to learn this Knoka cupcake a lesson about hiphop from Emzansi(S.A), here son we dont brawl we ball like real G's and shit... which leave faggots from whereever you are MURKED.
here's another verse motherfuckers that will 1 day be remembered as a classic here @Africanhiphop.com
Lyrically I’m the Mastermind, Over all Number one, but never Underrated/
Especially when I Rip Throw You so sick, tha out come, your body Excoriated/
I must be boss the way my rhymes brilliancy out shine this wigga/
Call me 'NIgga'... And Ill just keep testin you till you call it quits and Pull-The-Trigga//
I spit shit so fast, make mind torpid ya novice, stick to The right Stage/
You couldn’t Ameliorate in text if you were wine at an old age/
I really need to just stop and end this, yeah some Menace/
You couldn’t Beat This If you wrote my rhymes on ya Penis/
I bet all you talk about is lettin off tecks and squeezin ones/
Your fake, stop talkin about loadin tecks when you cant fill up a water gun/
The finish Wanksta goes like this...
well they call me Lil'Buckfor a reason,
i got a reason, to be bustin at hethans
i'll leave you muthafuckas stinkin nigga.
what made you think that you could touch the kid,gun up to yo wig i'll cock it back,and leave yo faggot ass stiff trick//
you silly if you thought you was lyrical to me//
well you aint lyrical you see//
my lyrics is burnin the street,i'll sweep you flat off ya feet//
you niggas kno i'm gone creep, and im the last one you see//
oh yea you best to believe.
Get off my dick you Bitches
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Yo on the real i think i need to learn this Knoka cupcake a lesson about hiphop from Emzansi(S.A), here son we dont brawl we ball like real G's and shit... which leave faggots from whereever you are MURKED.
here's another verse motherfuckers that will 1 day be remembered as a classic here @Africanhiphop.com
Lyrically I’m the Mastermind, Over all Number one, but never Underrated/
Especially when I Rip Throw You so sick, tha out come, your body Excoriated/
I must be boss the way my rhymes brilliancy out shine this wigga/
Call me 'NIgga'... And Ill just keep testin you till you call it quits and Pull-The-Trigga//
I spit shit so fast, make mind torpid ya novice, stick to The right Stage/
You couldn’t Ameliorate in text if you were wine at an old age/
I really need to just stop and end this, yeah some Menace/
You couldn’t Beat This If you wrote my rhymes on ya Penis/
I bet all you talk about is lettin off tecks and squeezin ones/
Your fake, stop talkin about loadin tecks when you cant fill up a water gun/
The finish Wanksta goes like this...
well they call me Lil'Buckfor a reason,
i got a reason, to be bustin at hethans
i'll leave you muthafuckas stinkin nigga.
what made you think that you could touch the kid,gun up to yo wig i'll cock it back,and leave yo faggot ass stiff trick//
you silly if you thought you was lyrical to me//
well you aint lyrical you see//
my lyrics is burnin the street,i'll sweep you flat off ya feet//
you niggas kno i'm gone creep, and im the last one you see//
oh yea you best to believe.
Get off my dick you Bitches
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