John Doze Tournament Round 1: 5. D-Compose vs 12. Tuck

trap. · 01-25-2013, 05:48 PM

07-21-2004

d-compose

If you think you gotta chance.. to be frank ya not a realist
cos I'm so tight, when I fart.. it's only dogs hearing it
Even a little girl could take you and ya wonderin why
I'm Nip'n Tuck.. and ya goin under the knife
You've never had respect or a rep, ya just a misery
You're a no-namer.. but I'm about to make you history
You're a bitch to me so I'm sonnin' ya well
Cos after this battle you'll be like a gun.. Tuck ya under my belt
You ain't got no pistol, you ain't got no chance
Only got a 9mm when ya drop ya pants
It's Curtains on this faggot and for once you'll find the reason..
..isn't cos his gay lover got home early n caught him cheatin
Fill my victory cup with whisky n I'd let you have a try but..
You ain't worthy of JD.. stick to ya shitty cider

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Tuck

you're wack as fuck, kid, n' the fact is such...
normally, ya'd get beat down, but i'd rather jus slap you up.
you're rappin sucks, cuz, i remember from way back...
alotta cats gained skill, but looks like D remained wack!
i spray raps, so quick, you can't even see muh flows...
T's been known to beat his foes, n leave the bitches, D-composed!
ya kno that i flow sick, n you should already know this...
but this dude ain't gon' diss, cuz he's corny as crow shit!
my flow's quick to his slowness, and these are the facts of life...
this fag'll be black n blue, but this win's laid out in black n white!

01-25-2013, 05:48 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	John Doze Tournament Round 1: 5. D-Compose vs 12. Tuck 07-21-2004 d-compose If you think you gotta chance.. to be frank ya not a realist cos I'm so tight, when I fart.. it's only dogs hearing it Even a little girl could take you and ya wonderin why I'm Nip'n Tuck.. and ya goin under the knife You've never had respect or a rep, ya just a misery You're a no-namer.. but I'm about to make you history You're a bitch to me so I'm sonnin' ya well Cos after this battle you'll be like a gun.. Tuck ya under my belt You ain't got no pistol, you ain't got no chance Only got a 9mm when ya drop ya pants It's Curtains on this faggot and for once you'll find the reason.. ..isn't cos his gay lover got home early n caught him cheatin Fill my victory cup with whisky n I'd let you have a try but.. You ain't worthy of JD.. stick to ya shitty cider _______________________________________ Tuck you're wack as fuck, kid, n' the fact is such... normally, ya'd get beat down, but i'd rather jus slap you up. you're rappin sucks, cuz, i remember from way back... alotta cats gained skill, but looks like D remained wack! i spray raps, so quick, you can't even see muh flows... T's been known to beat his foes, n leave the bitches, D-composed! ya kno that i flow sick, n you should already know this... but this dude ain't gon' diss, cuz he's corny as crow shit! my flow's quick to his slowness, and these are the facts of life... this fag'll be black n blue, but this win's laid out in black n white!