01-24-2002
The FrEaK (
http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=499)
sory had to setp out for a while.. but im back and ready if your still rdy
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i gonna use your carcass for graphic violence, paint pictures like the ones rotten.com use
draining your brain fluid, now go ahead speak your mind, you’ve got «nothing to lose...»
this is wooden anal penetration, you’re putting your «ass at stake to provoke me»
this wack rebel wouldn’t near my «bass-ic» level if he threw fish on the treble
so you wanna cross me? a result of a genie lamp in hell and a wish from the devil?
Change your mind, I’m not the type you wanna fuck with, I’m not inflatable (haha)
and like president elections in Africa, it’s not debatable
that you are a misfit in this battle league, like in mental hospitals
But I ignore «C.A.M.P.A.I.G.N», attack with the «speed of dark», got you and Einstein saying «it’s impossible»
Face the paradox, here’s another one, what’s the sound of zero hands clapping?
though it lacks reason, you should know this, getting the answer every time you’re the man rapping
I’m unlimited, how you planning on equaling my flow when there’s «an ocean between us» (haha)
if you hear of someone iller than me, assume it's (the other) God he means, plus
if we’re talking power, you’re approaching a nuclear plant with a battery pack
Even calling you tragically wack, that would be flattery rap
We can’t measure your lacks, placed on the wack gauge it automatically snaps
make C.A.M.P.A.I.G.N something a vulture would eat, now do you want your anatomy back?
shatter your crap unless you give up, better be a peace treaty you send
cause you won’t win, like a penis after orgasm, you can’t beat me again
C.A.M.P.A.I.G.N (
http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=7733)
The Freak?...
A part-time cubscout in the summer, his whole camp is "week"/
Like a sink, your rhymes fill up dis thread, but still contain "leaks"/
And you can't touch my lyrics, they classified as "antique"/
Nothin ta mention, except ya selfish content, "confess"..my rhymes start to undress/
You should try turnin ya computer off for once, it'll help ya "prog-ress"/
Your hardest? Lame, punch your cavity till your heart "enflames"/
I sinned you and left, truthfully, C.A.M.P.A.I.G.N's your father's "name"/
Don't start the "games", just hope I don't "resume shit"
Get caught in my metaphorical crossfire, status? "critically hit"/
Give up the babble, like dead soldiers, you can't live up to this "battle"/
You minimal, when I cross to your block, you still live in my "shadow"/
Words come out of your mouth, sour like tomato juice, labelled "Clamato"/
I could go on for days, Freak, just ask mom about "how"/
I spilled so much cum, it flooded 20 laundries with "towels"/ (I know, da cum lines ain't good but...!)
Like talking while chewing chicken, my comments are "fowl"/
No stopping the crime, Why you lacing cock in your "rhymes"?/
Gun talk, stickin dick in barrels is when Freak's "cocking a nine"/
Slapping you Freak, no alarm when bombs get "sent to you"/
Treat you like jammed vending machines, "[b]knock cents'[/b[ into you"/
No need to read ya shit, i know i'll be "dig'n it"/
Not your rhyme, i mean your grave...."idiot"/
"All good things come to an end..."