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The Landlord
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 5,822
Battle Record: 12-10
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posted on 8/26/00
Twelve 12's Stalk'n Dreams,Chalk'n "V"s by Shock'n Fiends, Anon,w/ Tigers Help,You still couldnt HIT OFF The "T", Got you Buy'n 'Stealths' for Dodge'n Me,So Yeild Wagers, The MAC's A's Hang'n w/,got'em think'n he's a 'Real Player', Mis has Keel'd from Danger & Now'll Anoint the Loss, Hav'n your 'Period' Crucified,wont get your Point A Cross, All your Joints's soft,"T"s Snared Bait,so A's Fair Game, w/Christopher Martin's Nikes,you'd still get no Air'play', Twelve'll Scare Fakes, & Im comm'n w/'Hooks',Please Refrain, Friendship,HA!,Like Gay Porn,you'll Never see "T"& A, Retreat your Page,People Fray,when I Release Lechture, The Close'st Mis got to an Album,is a Police Record, "T"ll Defeat Spectre's,& Im Choke'n Stars w/ Potent Bars, Mis's Careers like Run'n in Place,Your not go'n far, A's Soaked in Shards,& Im Toss'n Heat,Botch'n Geeks, Anon's Dress'd as a Golfball,in attempt to Top The "T", Twelves Barrage'n Freaks,w/a taste to Pedephile Tykes, Fantacise'n 'bout Jim Fowler,does'nt mean you'd led a 'Wildlyfe', I,the Violent Type?The Vilest Mic Styl'ist,a Solo Gunner, Your like a Car Salesman,the way you be sell'n Jolo Hummers, Bold & Sunder,I Spit Sick Sh**,& Damn its Obvious, No 'Dame' in this Kennel is more of a Bitch,Than Anonimous. b'ware -The Twelve This perp got more herb inside than spice racks/ tryin to find wack lines from rapsites to try and fight back/ Readin a rhyme from twelve is like Drew Carrey..."Whos line is it anyway?"/ talk bout my wife? when you couldnt get close to smellin pussy at a panty-raid/ fakin claims/ you battle on trains/ but you aint fool me/ only Metro you eva seen is when you rented an Eddie Murphy movie/ wanna sue me if I beat ya ass, yet ya hands is "registered lethal weapons"/ so Im testin ya credentials and you faker than candidates of presidential elections/ cuz you aint keepin ya promises, Dodgin me like Chrysler car Conventions/ so start confessin/ cuz after this theres no part redemption like retard conception/ this dark collection of horrorcore stories went out wit Gravediggas/ and yo country ass couldnt cap a cat witta hat muchless KKK for enslavin niccas/ so save ya fabricated shit for Linens and things/ Keep my dick off ya lips cuz dissin me is like Tom Cruise in his Draws kid, its Risky Bus-in-iss/ youve bitin so much shit you need fixodent to hold in ya dentures/ and the only white tiger degree you seen is Siegfred and Roys credentials/ need some utensils wit that wordsworth verse?? how bout some Ketchup??/ (LMAO!!) My names Anonimus, Ill be servin your ass till you fess up/ yeah I stress punks callin themselves emcees wit multisyllables they cant spit/ Especially the ones who name themselves off a "twelve cyllinder" line from canibus/ Id banish em off the planet and let em battle black holes to see who suck more/ cuz he disgracin and defacin a nation like givin facelifts on Mt Rushmore/ you want more? cuz I got more lines than 95's Highway paint/ I could lay my head forever and still let you get sideways 8(infinity)...... |
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