DopeRhyma vs Kennedy Star
 

04-30-2002



kennedy-star spits

Hangman! get the rope~linin, thas all she wrote for "Dope~Rhymer"
sudden blows, Explode ya dome my methamphetimine flows~fire

Rhymin Dope? well I guess that explains ya IQ the most
ya flows lactose, cant digest whole flavor ya lack~growth
I smack~foes so hard I break ya computer Macros!!!
now ya backs~froze and ya syntax rose, ass-hole!
I blast~hoes, my clips empty...so "DR"' needs a "M.D"
listen to~me U "Fem-Cee", I dropped the "M" cause you flemsy
you missed~me, now Ken~be rippin you like Bill-bixby
it just~be too easy burnin this Sissy til his hair Crispy,

D.R's a Transvestite...shot him wit Fullmetal "jackets"..he aint dressed Right
this ya best~fight...no guns? my bad U got ripped, I let my "TEXts~Splice"!!


D.R.(doctor/doperrhymer)


Dope spits

Fight-me-solo? Unlike-ly-homo…u couldn’t spit heated imagery with a “spicey-photo”!!//
kennedy…I had this fuckin’ battle in “check” from the beginning…like it was a “nike-logo”//
Kennedy-star…enemies-are, remedy’s for entities-scarred…//
never understood punches? Didn’t make sense?, u feelin cranail blows, cuz in an instant-these-are!!// (my punches are makin sense to this newb)
you fuckin’ sentence-retard…split ya mentals and ya concious-in-two //
refrain from “flowin”…or I’ll snatch ya veins till the “blood stops” its process-in-you!!//
Your rappin like shit and terds son…r u jokin’? it’ll be completely dismissed//
Like "backed-up commodes" your reproducing "last months feces and piss"…//
outlandish lyricals sprayin' verbs...intimidatin’ this "star" cuz my metaphors might-consist//
of 64 bits, spit floppy discz when i chew modems and “mic”-ro-chips//

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