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trap. · 01-28-2013, 05:08 PM

03-01-2002

doperhyma spit,

'Hookz' supposed to be a war-vet? i'm "stingin" his cerebral-cortex...//
'catchin this prostitue' like "whore-nets" (hornets/stingin), i'm rippin him ain't even took out my SWORDS-YET//
a born-vet, dope finds 'Hookz' claims humerous about the fuckin-thug-you-were...//
FUCK-YOU-SIR, squeeze ur established head, while i'm clenchin your jug-u-lar!!//
ya rap-blurbs, gettin atacked-worse, then catheders' rapped around ya cracked-nerves for spittin this fuckin WACK-VERSE//
Hookz gets plunged inta amassed-terds sayin "I guess dope has somethin against most FAG-HERBS!!"//
'peepin', biten, dopes lyrics like sad-perves, this wack net-niggas relent-less...//
Hookz gettin' beat "homeless"...get it, Dope's beatin this fuckin NEWBIE "cents-less" (senseless)//
Consider dope "mind of your watch", which means i'm way "ahead'a your time"...//
upset with that line? i 'spit' and 'move' crowds with "tele-kin-etical rhymes"//
a win-from-the-start, and now...i'm gonna rip-you-apart//
just to show all of ****** "inside" your a "pussy", then stick my "dick-in-ya-heart"//
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hooks spit,

Shit, you think yur Dope? this Rhymer is goin down hill like a skier on the slopes~battlin me~you only speakin trash and false profanity~I’m washin yur mouth out wit soap//
Preachin wit oath~smokin this young newbie too early I’m stunnin his growth~eatin him alive like Hannibal I’m a cannibal~so sick my styles revoked//
Burnin him quick wit an instant essence getting ya high from the dope lines in my sentence~I’m a menace~cause a mockery out-of-your flo now ya askin for repentance//
Runnin outta time~ya need to drop a dime~quick and replenish~this-punch-is-SO HARD-yur gonna have’ta book an-oppointment-wit-yur-dentist//
I’m reckin yur jaw~wit my clawed paws~bobbin yur hed up and down like a see-saw~but you gotta move-on~ya need to add more flavour to that mix, cuz ya juss spittin sum croutons//
Manhandling a minor~bein more shady than a visor~got more ways than McGuyver to destruct you~yur moms there to read this~shes yur parental advisor!//
even tho I’m a delinquent-when-I-speak it~gain more ambitions and achievement when I forever tear you apart like if it’s a perpetual agreement//

01-28-2013, 05:08 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	DopeRhyma vs Hooks 03-01-2002 doperhyma spit, 'Hookz' supposed to be a war-vet? i'm "stingin" his cerebral-cortex...// 'catchin this prostitue' like "whore-nets" (hornets/stingin), i'm rippin him ain't even took out my SWORDS-YET// a born-vet, dope finds 'Hookz' claims humerous about the fuckin-thug-you-were...// FUCK-YOU-SIR, squeeze ur established head, while i'm clenchin your jug-u-lar!!// ya rap-blurbs, gettin atacked-worse, then catheders' rapped around ya cracked-nerves for spittin this fuckin WACK-VERSE// Hookz gets plunged inta amassed-terds sayin "I guess dope has somethin against most FAG-HERBS!!"// 'peepin', biten, dopes lyrics like sad-perves, this wack net-niggas relent-less...// Hookz gettin' beat "homeless"...get it, Dope's beatin this fuckin NEWBIE "cents-less" (senseless)// Consider dope "mind of your watch", which means i'm way "ahead'a your time"...// upset with that line? i 'spit' and 'move' crowds with "tele-kin-etical rhymes"// a win-from-the-start, and now...i'm gonna rip-you-apart// just to show all of ****** "inside" your a "pussy", then stick my "dick-in-ya-heart"// ======================================== == hooks spit, Shit, you think yur Dope? this Rhymer is goin down hill like a skier on the slopes~battlin me~you only speakin trash and false profanity~I’m washin yur mouth out wit soap// Preachin wit oath~smokin this young newbie too early I’m stunnin his growth~eatin him alive like Hannibal I’m a cannibal~so sick my styles revoked// Burnin him quick wit an instant essence getting ya high from the dope lines in my sentence~I’m a menace~cause a mockery out-of-your flo now ya askin for repentance// Runnin outta time~ya need to drop a dime~quick and replenish~this-punch-is-SO HARD-yur gonna have’ta book an-oppointment-wit-yur-dentist// I’m reckin yur jaw~wit my clawed paws~bobbin yur hed up and down like a see-saw~but you gotta move-on~ya need to add more flavour to that mix, cuz ya juss spittin sum croutons// Manhandling a minor~bein more shady than a visor~got more ways than McGuyver to destruct you~yur moms there to read this~shes yur parental advisor!// even tho I’m a delinquent-when-I-speak it~gain more ambitions and achievement when I forever tear you apart like if it’s a perpetual agreement//