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01-25-2013, 10:04 PM
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Senior Citizen
Join Date: Aug 1997
Posts: 3,870
Battle Record: 4-3
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Spit That vs Styles (Crew Entrance Battle)
10-07-2004
styles We got things in common tramp, aint talkin bout a tally... I like to think outside the box.. n thats right up S.T.'s alley... Sky's the limit n ya anchor'd, I hate to be the teller... but S.T.'s just a dead beat..... with a biggie acapella... Fuck ya hard act g, you aint pulling any glock... last time S.T. squeezed a nine mil, he had an itchy cock... S.T.'s a fag, straight up he needs a man to live... n when he talks hard, he's just sharing his fantasies... I can't let S.T. walk into trouble, It might dis-hearten him... So i'll just sit back instead, n watch this st. go MARCHIN in!!! Think ya battle skills are nice, ha, every line ya write s'whack n you was expecting an easy ride, but I aint ya type, fag! Blaaah. Spit That third times a charm, right? Wrong kids told me you stay packed but it was wrongly mentioned cuz the blanks ur gone holds could fill up a blond convention im tell u truthfully now in case, shit you wonder when i say ur a writer for the ages-i mean six and under quick to pull up on this rookie and trash this fag and im not pulling the wool over your eyes-its a plastic bag not even coming close in comparison with that mild shit you cant hit me-cuz im always on the move like styles crib ill gut out your stomach and cause a distarous mess now to make you feel empty inside so your pockets wont feel left out stop coming with played lines and strecteed bars kid my words will be way over your head but my bat'll be on target |
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