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Senior Citizen
Join Date: Aug 1997
Posts: 3,870
Battle Record: 4-3
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05-02-2002
Raw Scientz... beat you 'one-time' like 'police abusers' when considered as a newbie picture u stoppin me verses equal 'half quality' like 'bootlegged movies' beef with me dock wont 'last long' like his beef wit sezsions prepare to 'meat your maker' like 'jesus' workin in 'delicatessens' dock introduced to a 'shocking death' like 'floods in power plants' u winning is 'Rupaul's pregnancy' u pray but still 'no chance' u 'macho man' ya chances are 'slim' like commercials for 'beef jerky' knife wounds dock got 'knicks' on his body like 'spike lee jerseys' increase font size to come 'big' but never on 'point' like 'centers' ya win streak 'non existant' like 'eskimo barbeques' during winter i blaze words think im a 'clumsy waiter' the way i spill a 'diss' smacks in pairs 'noise from everywere' like rooms of 'vantrilaquists' test ya luck ya teeth get 'bucked' scientz leaves no change count ya 'winds' i got enough to leave miami wit 'hurricanes'(siggy) bullets n two's blast ya crew leave all you suffering from wounds losses you suffered a few dock u suck dude ya avy 'disguisted wit you' u should try harder im like 'charcoal starter' the way i 'heat grills' quit audios ya words 'off beat like dubbed over 'chinese films' Dockspitz... i'm talkin fly shit, get ready-for-shockin-voilence..... cuz i'm stoppin life when i start steadily-droppin-science... with optic vibe prints, knife-hits dive-in ya esophogus... as my mentals sends ya metropolis into a thriven apocylapse... ain't talkin-shit, i'm unlockin-ribs, god please learn-to-bless-him... cuz i'ma slam you name so hard your brother's dollar signs will turn-to-S's... flood ya funeral-guestlist, with other brutal-dead-kids... ya soon-to-get-hit, to clamp-it(Clampet) ya shoulda flew-to-Texas... i'm a rude-infection, your a lesson for a new-direction... eww-ya-hectic, you blew-erections in the nudist-sections... excuse-this-pest-kid, i'm wreckless, while you hullucinate... ya think of men ya used-to-date, then your wood comes back like boomarangs... tune-ya-flames back-to-heat, actually i'ma crack-ya-teeth... you lack-the-needs, i attack-you-peeps...when i rap-you-bleed! i jack-newbies, better pack-oozies and M-sixteens.... your some tremblin-fiend, i'm sendin-heat to end-this-scene... with endless-beats, shoulda stuck to quit, instead ya fuck-the-bitch... son, i didn't mean ya brothers-fist when i said "come-to-grips"... it was another-hit, please rest, even peeps-said-to-be-dead... heres the cheap end.....to reject-ya-weak-text i simply reset-ya-inkjet... vote...first to 5 |
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