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Senior Citizen
Join Date: Aug 1997
Posts: 3,870
Battle Record: 4-3
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Manic D
fuck you, stupid bitch...i get gully when recitin the curses i think youre a faggot...but canes gayer for writin ya verses i'll put 1 in ya knee so you can walk with his name... ...'land' a few punches, n give you a whole world of pain yah cant take care of ya hoe either...how the fuck you gonna marry her.. ...after her water broke and all you did was get a janitor you try too hard to say im mexican, no jokes get stuck on the mastahs pen cause all the fruits of ya labor get sold in my fams establishment nebs got weak attmepts wich arent provin well ya shits like cather in the rye...most that read it shoot themselves you bitchin bout shit thats old, youve become a fuckin joke i'd say ya shits 'straight drama'...but its more like Queer as Folk dudes known to print his wins, this losers out of his gord makes 2 copies... 1 for his moms fridge, another for the school bulletin board i'll take this nig out oldschool, tighten the ends thats loose cause nebs the type to roll with the punches, and hang around the noose i beat the funniest dude on the net, i hope it dont trouble you i got nebs kickin 'Himself' for this L like i did...but i was after a W only got time for 18..gluck fam Nebulotic serge dot T: yo you act? ACADbynature: yup serge dot T: i envy you yo serge dot T: i love actin yo Wanna be a Phenom on the boards? I can show ya the answer: Cuz after this he won't be alone cryin over a fracture And ya dyin hopes as an actor? Pray for jobs in shippin, else If ya character's dope...you'd be playin opposite yaself Berate this cat quick...and before he gets over it He'll break down in saabs like poor Swedish motorists Return ta ya crib, crawl in the hole 'fore drama unfolds I'll fuckin cut ya throat up, like ya neck had volume control You in poverty yo--you ain't a menacin' thug, ya saggin A pair of Lees...old as the original Double Dragons Then there's ya mom; none know the dad of the life that this parent spawned Bitch had more johns on the side, than the cite of a marathon I am the paragon of blazin' raps kid, my blade'll hack bits Of ya mug, my aim in that shit is rearrangin the face of wackness |
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