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Answer · 05-16-2020, 01:45 PM

@Blue Bayou 100 - if you drop a line more than that I will ERUPT

Diss me for bein deaf, I don’t use low hanging fruit cause my bars are actually decent
COOL u can hear a pin drop… hope it’s from a grenade that blows your retarded ass to pieces
Airing out my life isn’t skill - You say you got better bars than me, word.. Where though?
I’m not taking personal shots - That’s below the Belt.. and I wouldn’t want to disturb Aero
End all that applause in ur bloated head when these 30 shots are singing at this queer
When the MAC bangs the only clappin you’ll hear Tinnitus is that Semi ringing in your ear
Allll that gun talk, you’d freeze if we pulled the straps out.. Ans know you a bitch
I'm TSA.. He sees the trey & drops everything from his shoes to his wallet cuz he can't go through with it
I’ll blow your jaw the fuck off your mouth, fuck up ur speech when ur slurring it
Just to talk you’ll want a translator, I’ll let Eddie know you’ll be in need of her services
I’ll smash the bottle at the bar and get to stabbing this guy
Give u a monocle.. I’m Owed money, & you’ll look it once I shove this glass in your eye
I’m bodying Neigh in ~2 weeks.. trust me the dudes gone be losing the ‘ship
Blue’s a future champion too… in 2031 when him and Barcotic the only ones still doing this shit
I’ll drive by your house with chopper, destroy the drywall, and bail when it ends you
The shotgun will take 60% of the door like it’s splitting sales with the venue
I’ll roll your corpse up in the carpet, drag it off and pay the witness
Blue will be all up in an oriental rug, first chance he’s had to act on his fetish for asian bitches
You don’t really want to draw guns with me.. Trust me ur not a boss, jack
If you pull ur arm out, I’ll do a number on you so quick it’ll look like a Holocaust tat
This faggot’ll end up covered in blood once I’m bangin the shotty
Call that skin wars cause this gear gone be painting your body
Weapon fully-automatic, one glimpse & ry’ll puke out his guts out before I put a hole in this dork
He’ll take one look at my Armagnac.. when it opens up ur homies pourin THAT shit all over ya corpse
Act like you’re gonna bang but you turn bitch when this mac is busting & shooting
U won’t know what to do with ur arms when I hit every part of ur body.. call that muscle confusion
I don’t even need the strap, I’ll scrap - trust me he’s gonna die though
Ain’t nothing to get this body with NO arms.. have em lookin like Venus de Milo
All that talk about the money you got, lets be real u never had any cash to venture
When he says business is picking up, he’s been really making a killing as a trash collector
Be real you live in a co-op house that you fund with your mother’s guap
Puts a sock on his door so his roommate knows when he’s in the room fucking the other sock
Remember when AK bodied you the round before I won the summer classic??
Yo that liened the FUCK outa me.. Like how Govt. treated u when u failed to pay your taxes
You did NO damage in that battle, you walked outta that bout DEMOLISHED
It’s hilarious you couldn’t even give Allagash when you’re a borderline alcoholic
How the fuck u gone turn a rap forum on its head with that wack shit you call punches
The way u failed to appendicitis like barc wordplays, makes us sick to our stomachs
Knock the teeth out your fucking mouth til it swell up, u not close to jesus
When he get this Venereal have a large welt on his mouth lookin like he got one of THOSE diseases
Back in high school you were a scrawny bitch, you never squared up or kicked ass
Only physical reaction u had was everyone laughin cuz u couldn’t do 6 push-ups in gym class
You a whiny little faggot always crying for attention, let me tuck in your bib
We all know u slept w/ a baby blanket til the day Michael Jackson stopped fuckin his kid
I’ll kidnap your girl, lock her in the basement, trust me it’s as bad as it seems
She got her mouth open like ghostface with a scary movie on loud maskin the screams
JK I wouldn’t smash your wife, she an uggo you know I’m just fucking with you
If she tried to bang me, I’d show her to the door.. The door would call her an ugly bitch, too
She into some freaky shit - whips, chains, I’d love to bang but no thanks
The way her eyes roll back while I choke her she got that Undertaker O-face
But I heard ya wife got money, so I might stick it out for the change
I just gotta pull a bag down over her head before I can get off like we getting out of a plane
Blue’s not even married, he’s been stalking the same chick to find out how he can date her
Only time blue’s relationship turns a corner he’s following her into an alley to rape her
Ryan out here using euphemisms to explain why they torn & divorced
Stop telling people it’s a “Trial separation” the bitch got a restraining order from court
This little autistic nerd’s been sexually frustrated and disappointed for years
Last time he had a dime under the sheet was a magic trick where the coin disappears
Send his ass back to college, then pump him with lead - believe me, this fags a tool
Find you in class & let a millionaire on your campus like Rodney in Back to School
You’re not a fighter, you’re a closeted pussy - there I said it, you’re gay, dog
Blue has some impressive footwork, all that money he spends on pedicures paid off
You 5 foot something acting like you’re a text God.. this nerd is reckless
You’re average but got a high ceiling.. Well, I’m sure they’re ALL high from your perspective
800 Wins dont mean shit when you battle Sinacogs and bottom tier rhyme-sayers
You always failed to get ur head in the game, can’t even figure out face scans for his MyPlayer
That chopper take ya whole head off.. you better run then, child
When you hear that K Pop over & over to the point its beatin a dead horse it ain’t Gangnam Style
I’ll turn trigger happy and send u a million shots at ry if he even walk this way
Take out the Canon and bang on em til the cartridge jam like a scene from office space
This canadian rapper can get the drake - How’s he gonna die? the bullet decides
If we get off on the wrong foot, you can put up ur left or ur right, either way I’m pulling the slide
This little herb don’t want to pull out the straps, I’m really bout this
Got so many bullets you ain’t seen a chamber this crowded since auschwitz
Already put 6 in your dog, the way I put em down was unbelievable
after I dumptrucks in the trashcan he got hauled off in one of THOSE vehicles
If you get bodied, get bodied - all that “claiming you didn’t try” shit is fucking exhausting
Always say “I’m gonna let him have it” then use that as an excuse for every one of your losses
I got 8 pounds of that Jamaica, If I light up that spliff it rips my head
Only two hits and I’m breathing loud sounding just like your sister in my bed
Said I like the bush Au Naturale - her legs shot apart fast FUCK with a hedge
I told her there was no point shaving and she didn't even TRY to cover the spread
That make out sesh led to some foreplay, then I’m bagging her slow
That tonsil hockey led to a gongshow that really had her dragging her toes
When she gets to stripping in my lap, I’m not gonna lie, she’s damn good
The way that horah dance on the chair enough to have a jewish boy entering manhood
Get a few drinks in that bitch and she start flirting and wanna toss
Like some taco bell condiments, making jokes & sayin how Hot I am on the Sauce
Lay you on your back yard blood rushing out your body, give you a halo quick, son
When that hammer flyin u gone see this toolshed all over the ground like a tornado hit one
You WASHED UP 2010 was the last time you showed any kind of fucking conviction
Your prime ended yearrssss ago.. Amazon’s still sending requests to re-up your subscription
You’ve never been a top tier writing, at best this bottom fag was trending
When Blue says he’s been rubbing shoulders with the greats he offered Dom a happy ending
Catch you in your whip, air, out the dezis and causing injuries quick, bitch
You’ll hear a paramore hittin his car.. This faggot loves misery business
I’ll crack your fucking jaw with a right swing and keep on whomping til he’s broken
U try to bait me, I’ll put a hook through this shrimp’s head & throw his body in the ocean
Grip said “Let’s throw hands” you got scared, complimented his bars, & quoted his writing
That kung fu panda proved u really a big softy that has nooooo business fighting

05-16-2020, 01:45 PM	#4
Answer He / Him / His Join Date: Oct 2013 Posts: 1,676 Battle Record: 20-1 Champed - Summer Classic IX - Netcees Battle League - Fight night 15 Rep Power: 12534702	@Blue Bayou 100 - if you drop a line more than that I will ERUPT Diss me for bein deaf, I don’t use low hanging fruit cause my bars are actually decent COOL u can hear a pin drop… hope it’s from a grenade that blows your retarded ass to pieces Airing out my life isn’t skill - You say you got better bars than me, word.. Where though? I’m not taking personal shots - That’s below the Belt.. and I wouldn’t want to disturb Aero End all that applause in ur bloated head when these 30 shots are singing at this queer When the MAC bangs the only clappin you’ll hear Tinnitus is that Semi ringing in your ear Allll that gun talk, you’d freeze if we pulled the straps out.. Ans know you a bitch I'm TSA.. He sees the trey & drops everything from his shoes to his wallet cuz he can't go through with it I’ll blow your jaw the fuck off your mouth, fuck up ur speech when ur slurring it Just to talk you’ll want a translator, I’ll let Eddie know you’ll be in need of her services I’ll smash the bottle at the bar and get to stabbing this guy Give u a monocle.. I’m Owed money, & you’ll look it once I shove this glass in your eye I’m bodying Neigh in ~2 weeks.. trust me the dudes gone be losing the ‘ship Blue’s a future champion too… in 2031 when him and Barcotic the only ones still doing this shit I’ll drive by your house with chopper, destroy the drywall, and bail when it ends you The shotgun will take 60% of the door like it’s splitting sales with the venue I’ll roll your corpse up in the carpet, drag it off and pay the witness Blue will be all up in an oriental rug, first chance he’s had to act on his fetish for asian bitches You don’t really want to draw guns with me.. Trust me ur not a boss, jack If you pull ur arm out, I’ll do a number on you so quick it’ll look like a Holocaust tat This faggot’ll end up covered in blood once I’m bangin the shotty Call that skin wars cause this gear gone be painting your body Weapon fully-automatic, one glimpse & ry’ll puke out his guts out before I put a hole in this dork He’ll take one look at my Armagnac.. when it opens up ur homies pourin THAT shit all over ya corpse Act like you’re gonna bang but you turn bitch when this mac is busting & shooting U won’t know what to do with ur arms when I hit every part of ur body.. call that muscle confusion I don’t even need the strap, I’ll scrap - trust me he’s gonna die though Ain’t nothing to get this body with NO arms.. have em lookin like Venus de Milo All that talk about the money you got, lets be real u never had any cash to venture When he says business is picking up, he’s been really making a killing as a trash collector Be real you live in a co-op house that you fund with your mother’s guap Puts a sock on his door so his roommate knows when he’s in the room fucking the other sock Remember when AK bodied you the round before I won the summer classic?? Yo that liened the FUCK outa me.. Like how Govt. treated u when u failed to pay your taxes You did NO damage in that battle, you walked outta that bout DEMOLISHED It’s hilarious you couldn’t even give Allagash when you’re a borderline alcoholic How the fuck u gone turn a rap forum on its head with that wack shit you call punches The way u failed to appendicitis like barc wordplays, makes us sick to our stomachs Knock the teeth out your fucking mouth til it swell up, u not close to jesus When he get this Venereal have a large welt on his mouth lookin like he got one of THOSE diseases Back in high school you were a scrawny bitch, you never squared up or kicked ass Only physical reaction u had was everyone laughin cuz u couldn’t do 6 push-ups in gym class You a whiny little faggot always crying for attention, let me tuck in your bib We all know u slept w/ a baby blanket til the day Michael Jackson stopped fuckin his kid I’ll kidnap your girl, lock her in the basement, trust me it’s as bad as it seems She got her mouth open like ghostface with a scary movie on loud maskin the screams JK I wouldn’t smash your wife, she an uggo you know I’m just fucking with you If she tried to bang me, I’d show her to the door.. The door would call her an ugly bitch, too She into some freaky shit - whips, chains, I’d love to bang but no thanks The way her eyes roll back while I choke her she got that Undertaker O-face But I heard ya wife got money, so I might stick it out for the change I just gotta pull a bag down over her head before I can get off like we getting out of a plane Blue’s not even married, he’s been stalking the same chick to find out how he can date her Only time blue’s relationship turns a corner he’s following her into an alley to rape her Ryan out here using euphemisms to explain why they torn & divorced Stop telling people it’s a “Trial separation” the bitch got a restraining order from court This little autistic nerd’s been sexually frustrated and disappointed for years Last time he had a dime under the sheet was a magic trick where the coin disappears Send his ass back to college, then pump him with lead - believe me, this fags a tool Find you in class & let a millionaire on your campus like Rodney in Back to School You’re not a fighter, you’re a closeted pussy - there I said it, you’re gay, dog Blue has some impressive footwork, all that money he spends on pedicures paid off You 5 foot something acting like you’re a text God.. this nerd is reckless You’re average but got a high ceiling.. Well, I’m sure they’re ALL high from your perspective 800 Wins dont mean shit when you battle Sinacogs and bottom tier rhyme-sayers You always failed to get ur head in the game, can’t even figure out face scans for his MyPlayer That chopper take ya whole head off.. you better run then, child When you hear that K Pop over & over to the point its beatin a dead horse it ain’t Gangnam Style I’ll turn trigger happy and send u a million shots at ry if he even walk this way Take out the Canon and bang on em til the cartridge jam like a scene from office space This canadian rapper can get the drake - How’s he gonna die? the bullet decides If we get off on the wrong foot, you can put up ur left or ur right, either way I’m pulling the slide This little herb don’t want to pull out the straps, I’m really bout this Got so many bullets you ain’t seen a chamber this crowded since auschwitz Already put 6 in your dog, the way I put em down was unbelievable after I dumptrucks in the trashcan he got hauled off in one of THOSE vehicles If you get bodied, get bodied - all that “claiming you didn’t try” shit is fucking exhausting Always say “I’m gonna let him have it” then use that as an excuse for every one of your losses I got 8 pounds of that Jamaica, If I light up that spliff it rips my head Only two hits and I’m breathing loud sounding just like your sister in my bed Said I like the bush Au Naturale - her legs shot apart fast FUCK with a hedge I told her there was no point shaving and she didn't even TRY to cover the spread That make out sesh led to some foreplay, then I’m bagging her slow That tonsil hockey led to a gongshow that really had her dragging her toes When she gets to stripping in my lap, I’m not gonna lie, she’s damn good The way that horah dance on the chair enough to have a jewish boy entering manhood Get a few drinks in that bitch and she start flirting and wanna toss Like some taco bell condiments, making jokes & sayin how Hot I am on the Sauce Lay you on your back yard blood rushing out your body, give you a halo quick, son When that hammer flyin u gone see this toolshed all over the ground like a tornado hit one You WASHED UP 2010 was the last time you showed any kind of fucking conviction Your prime ended yearrssss ago.. Amazon’s still sending requests to re-up your subscription You’ve never been a top tier writing, at best this bottom fag was trending When Blue says he’s been rubbing shoulders with the greats he offered Dom a happy ending Catch you in your whip, air, out the dezis and causing injuries quick, bitch You’ll hear a paramore hittin his car.. This faggot loves misery business I’ll crack your fucking jaw with a right swing and keep on whomping til he’s broken U try to bait me, I’ll put a hook through this shrimp’s head & throw his body in the ocean Grip said “Let’s throw hands” you got scared, complimented his bars, & quoted his writing That kung fu panda proved u really a big softy that has nooooo business fighting Last edited by Answer; 05-16-2020 at 03:29 PM.