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Join Date: May 2020
Posts: 344
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vs Positive Flow
Im impending doom trapped in a man's frame… Youre a fag with a fat dame - still usin FLOW as half of ya rap name Any thought of scoldin me's got ya boltin for cover Scrappin that idea like it went n insulted your mother Each quote is a thunderous, ominous blow Shit…ask me for an old ladies name and I wouldn't posit a Flo Just half a tidbit rattles this dimwit… Judgin by ya gay rep, im not surprised you got saddled with it ron's masochistic, you're a slow vet That'll get beaten over the head with punches that ya don't get I roast sets, n as for this slob In the company of greatness, is the closest youll ever get to havin a job You're not strong when demanded… Cuz you're offin ya own world…like ya sat back n dropped atom bombs on ya planet Pos aint hot enough to stop a decent threat He's the Mighty Ducks in the playoffs - he aint even got to Freisen yet See - im from the bay, but now i got a new town So the Pimp of The Year aint got a problem knockin Drew Down Im bringing sweet dementia In the form of a pre paid chincheck for that wack shit youll spit on the beat I sentcha Im a recognized genius, you couldn't be more incompetent Go to the ends of the earth and you'll still be my polar opposite You're a fockin' trendsetter jockin vest sweaters Getting Pearl Jam necklaces while I rock the lead better Its ironic - that I could be strong at outwritin this pawn …and still have a bitch of a time stiflin yawns Mass opinion on ron n this triflin' loser… All Ayes on me - Pos's at 20 Nots faster than boats with nitrous boosters Im a hard hitter that'll scar quicka You only serve a social function as a waiter at ya crews Barmitzvahs Im a fuccin McSorley in a rap That'll have ya nursing injuries when I come with an orderly attack To leave ya bones purple, ya too slow, urkel An outta place square peg that just doesn't fit in with most circles I slaughter cats just for bein barely rockin' Pos'll follow soot like the chimney sweeps in Mary Poppins Each punch is a chest cesarian So tryin me's a less fruitful enterprise than star trek gone vegetarian Im out to freakin kill with emceein skill Hammerin home next level shit that'll strike you as bein ill Foes rue the day they chose my crew to go thru Im the head of a warrin commission that got Kennedy's ghost spooked Ya girl's girth is providin a fallacy She's the universal answer to all ya problems but shes the size of a galaxy I got pos second guessin, Im the type to smother first The last of a dying breed…while he rocks hypercolor shirts It's a waste to put my clout with this homo Cuz any strain of hope flow had went out with the Dodo In the spotlight, its true that drew failed He flopped in the commercial setting like that Do the Dew whale vs Serge That’s enuff talk, Paco… Get your ass in the back, and grill me up a 7layer n a steak soft taco (pronto!) Tryin ta come straight at a net god… You’re gonna need a lot more than some booze and the fake gangsta head nod But - I can see why ya adopted that position You thought the fix was in cuz your parents make coffee for a livin Im all for mackin, but if the maid wants a relationship…let her You’d make a dashing couple evadin’ immigration inspectors Shit - I’ll rank you to your face… Cuz, listen – clowns aint gangstah…n neither’s spelling “gangsta” with an h Fans bank on your disgrace - you aint got the style to bump me You’re falling prey like lemmings that cliff jump in falcon country Face it - If rap skills were a match factory, duke A pyro with a nicotine addiction’d book more matches than you At half id take this rookie Unless of course we’re picking lettuce, fittin ten kids in a truck, or playin hookie Step up n get slammed to the floor On some “what the FUCK did he haveta look at the camera for?” You got a placid face of limited age…bad news Once you graduate, you have a date with minimum wage It makes sense ya not chipper I would be too if I hadta rock a fade from my mom’s lawn clippers Im the type to make a hoodvet lose sleep While the train that ran ova ya face was at least a good ten dudes deep From now on, anything you say on this site is iffy I just aint hearin shit from an illiterate immigrant lionel richie Peep exactly how fast my words dance Ya genius wasnt to be denied…it didn’t get past the first glance You werent ready to gun for the boss So...git on, n ill hit you up if n when I need my comforter tossed vs Square Ya style aint catchin’ pound at a dogshow.... That shit’s a radical departure from Ill like Nazi’s jettin’ outta Chicago You lack all the angles you'd need to make a square Only stay in a float cuz you’re homeless and street parades are rare Get ready to move, Son. My shots be on point I want square dancing to rival a southern honkytonk joint You don’t spit hogwash, that’d be a bold yarn You spit the machines that clean the stables for the whole farm Your opus is plain - learn to focus your aim Each line of mine’s an Aria that puts our lovely hostess to shame KS just aint given ya status security.... While I Prowl a hostel environment that beats backpackin’ in Germany My ruse is to punish the least brightest student among us On the evolutionary ladder I’d lichen you to a fungus Vets attest to ma weaponry, you’re just depth to the legacy Of the smart Alecs I turned to Ferrell on SNL Jeopardy |
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