Well I'm back now, done dealing with real life issues
sorry for the slack, wow, let me catch up on your new views
Let me vocalize for you a lesson in old school again
the gold rule, the old tool, that lets you hold fuel in the form of a pen
and let's you explode on the paper
or in this case text box
spread your rhymes like a vapour
can't be held by the best locks
hike up your socks
and follow as my flow rocks blocks
and mocks like jocks
teasing kids in the sand box
I'm dishin out lyrical headlocks
to any cornflake who say
they can cakewalk their way
through this game that I play
Treatin my shit like a lyrical buffet
only the lines you eat up have you taken away
mentioning "gay" in a way that I did not say
did you read the rhyme in the following line
please reminisce, that wasn't no diss
so dismiss that thought miss
You're rappin more rhymes, I'm happy when you take my advice
but your shit had me head scratchin like i had a case of bad lice
Chattin like your the master cuz you rhymed faster
You're device sufficed, though not that nice, you gotta pay a price to
splice your rhymes like Obie Trice.
And when I mentioned rage I meant veracious intensity
but the tension made from this gracious linemen's pitty
has made this venting girl tenacious and gritty.
It's shitty, i was trying to help, don't burry me
im glad I wrote it on a memo and not my blackberry
cuz when you step on my rhyme's with your nike
I get the feeling that you dont really like me.
I just want to make rhymes that flow in good time
so I was cocky and pushy at times, who cares?
saying thinks like
"BEWARE, IM THE BEAR YOU FEAR IN YOUR NIGHTMARE!"
It's all just flare I really want to repair the tears
made from the snares we left for each other
and to write that i didnt need consent from my mother.
Rap Battles #2
Sure, ill admit I took everything to the extreme,
But I was just making a point, taking shit to the supreme.
I took no offence to the statement “your gay”
And yes I read the following sentences and what they convey,
I just thought you could come up with something better,
This is a battle, your not writing a letter.
I like battling you seath, its all just fun and games,
No disrespect, I just like to call you names.
Next time if youd like ill make a broad generalization,
Im still gonna skool you its my obligation
I got inspiration, and concentration to add to my foundation.
Like that organization?
See I like to get my material right from your reply,
Tight raps I must supply
Take your pick of do you want tough or funny,
Would you like a bad day or for it to be sunny?
This battling requires to bend the truth you know what I mean,
That don’t mean Im not smooth running like a well oiled machine.
I wont confide but ill go worldwide in stride,
I wont collide but guide myself and reside.
Inside I provide and abide just for me,
Cause I really only got my own back to a certain degree.
This is the art of skill-full speaking, its called rhetoric,
My raps don’t need tweaking there all historic
I gotta just say one thing lastly,
Im glad to see you type your rhymes cause you would speak them all raspy
Alright. HEres the cocky me ... rap:
I bust the best routine and eat the finest cuisine,
im fifteen drinking caffeine in my limousine
Im a queen, my king is ruler of you all,
get down on your knees and bow to me its now the law.
I dont flaw, my skills are impossible to mime,
Ill paint my car lime, its twelve o'clock listen to my Rolex chime.
I got people working for me, see i gotta employ,
The ones who annoy, I just destroy,
Dont think its me you see walking it just my decoy.
I got a stash of cash that I love to flash,
I wear my cloths only once then they become trash.
I live in the U.S. and got homes in all 50 States,
Each one guarded with and excess of 50 gates.
I AM queen of this footbag community,
Shredding with me is a one-time opportunity.
Am I a sick shredder? That’s clearly rhetorical,
Someone should save all my raps there soon to be historical.
Ive earned , been burned, returned and disconcerned with it all.
Now its time to shake, quake, take and beat down you all.
But I was just making a point, taking shit to the supreme.
I took no offence to the statement “your gay”
And yes I read the following sentences and what they convey,
I just thought you could come up with something better,
This is a battle, your not writing a letter.
I like battling you seath, its all just fun and games,
No disrespect, I just like to call you names.
Next time if youd like ill make a broad generalization,
Im still gonna skool you its my obligation
I got inspiration, and concentration to add to my foundation.
Like that organization?
See I like to get my material right from your reply,
Tight raps I must supply
Take your pick of do you want tough or funny,
Would you like a bad day or for it to be sunny?
This battling requires to bend the truth you know what I mean,
That don’t mean Im not smooth running like a well oiled machine.
I wont confide but ill go worldwide in stride,
I wont collide but guide myself and reside.
Inside I provide and abide just for me,
Cause I really only got my own back to a certain degree.
This is the art of skill-full speaking, its called rhetoric,
My raps don’t need tweaking there all historic
I gotta just say one thing lastly,
Im glad to see you type your rhymes cause you would speak them all raspy
Alright. HEres the cocky me ... rap:
I bust the best routine and eat the finest cuisine,
im fifteen drinking caffeine in my limousine
Im a queen, my king is ruler of you all,
get down on your knees and bow to me its now the law.
I dont flaw, my skills are impossible to mime,
Ill paint my car lime, its twelve o'clock listen to my Rolex chime.
I got people working for me, see i gotta employ,
The ones who annoy, I just destroy,
Dont think its me you see walking it just my decoy.
I got a stash of cash that I love to flash,
I wear my cloths only once then they become trash.
I live in the U.S. and got homes in all 50 States,
Each one guarded with and excess of 50 gates.
I AM queen of this footbag community,
Shredding with me is a one-time opportunity.
Am I a sick shredder? That’s clearly rhetorical,
Someone should save all my raps there soon to be historical.
Ive earned , been burned, returned and disconcerned with it all.
Now its time to shake, quake, take and beat down you all.
Ashley Danowski
"As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well spent brings happy death."
"As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well spent brings happy death."
Yo check it out, im back,
For another rap,
About to begin another verbal attack,
Don’t be scared man, nothings wrong,
Its just the cleaver, dropping lyrical bombs,
Ive been on vacation from the thread for to long to remember,
But im about to make shit fall like leaves in novemeber,
Let me give you a little history that’s kinda upsetting,
Incase my lyrical prowess you’ve been forgetting,
I used to own this thread, I was the rapping king,
But then I focused my energies on other things,
Well check it, my energy experienced a rejuvination,
And im back to spit fire with no hesitation,
No contemplation, cuz I rap like a chain,
I keep spitting phat links right outta my brain,
You want to battle the champ? Im the only one,
I’d diss your skills if you only had some.
It’s a unanimous decision, the best ive been voted,
I’m like a shotgun, locked and loaded,
On task, ready to smash,
Spit rhymes so fast they give you whip lash,
A masterpiece, a montage of calamity,
I make rhymes that cause world wide insanity,
But yet im humble, not into vanity,
Brush your teeth cuz you probably got lotsa cavities,
That’s right, I just called you grimy,
You smell like shit and your hair is slimy,
If you want to get chicks you gotta be fresh and clean,
If you wanna learn just take a lesson from me,
Im a risk taker, and im making a gambit,
8>8>8, I know ill land it,
demand it, cuz I come through to all expections,
After two years, a footbag sensation,
Now as your probably know, im one of a kind,
Why you think all my footbag sections have automatic rewind?
Cuz the shit that I link is unheard of and so deep – not thin,
You have to see me in person to believe the bags not digitally drawn in,
Now ive been seeing your raps, and theyre filled with immaturity,
Your different – you got loads of obscurity,
Reading your daily rhymes is a total drag,
Read a dictionary, get some better vocab,
Get outta this thread, your raps ill banish,
Your pathetic, I could rhyme better in Spanish!
Hola, me encanta tu madre,
Y yo es su padre!
Did you see that? I just took it bilingual,
Get out before you get burned, this rap is my signal,
Im capitalizing, on my extensive knowledge,
Your insults are from preschool – mine are from college,
Cuz im on a higher level grammatically,
When you spit your rhymes its so sad to see,
Cuz I know youll never spit as good as me,
So this time ill let your sorry ass off for free,
But next time, when you bust lines, and try to respond,
We might have a problem, cuz you writing back would be wrong,
Im getting heated, so ill just end this song,
Cuz if I kept going your mind would explode – no doubt,
So ill leave you with my phat lines – peace out.
CLEAVED
For another rap,
About to begin another verbal attack,
Don’t be scared man, nothings wrong,
Its just the cleaver, dropping lyrical bombs,
Ive been on vacation from the thread for to long to remember,
But im about to make shit fall like leaves in novemeber,
Let me give you a little history that’s kinda upsetting,
Incase my lyrical prowess you’ve been forgetting,
I used to own this thread, I was the rapping king,
But then I focused my energies on other things,
Well check it, my energy experienced a rejuvination,
And im back to spit fire with no hesitation,
No contemplation, cuz I rap like a chain,
I keep spitting phat links right outta my brain,
You want to battle the champ? Im the only one,
I’d diss your skills if you only had some.
It’s a unanimous decision, the best ive been voted,
I’m like a shotgun, locked and loaded,
On task, ready to smash,
Spit rhymes so fast they give you whip lash,
A masterpiece, a montage of calamity,
I make rhymes that cause world wide insanity,
But yet im humble, not into vanity,
Brush your teeth cuz you probably got lotsa cavities,
That’s right, I just called you grimy,
You smell like shit and your hair is slimy,
If you want to get chicks you gotta be fresh and clean,
If you wanna learn just take a lesson from me,
Im a risk taker, and im making a gambit,
8>8>8, I know ill land it,
demand it, cuz I come through to all expections,
After two years, a footbag sensation,
Now as your probably know, im one of a kind,
Why you think all my footbag sections have automatic rewind?
Cuz the shit that I link is unheard of and so deep – not thin,
You have to see me in person to believe the bags not digitally drawn in,
Now ive been seeing your raps, and theyre filled with immaturity,
Your different – you got loads of obscurity,
Reading your daily rhymes is a total drag,
Read a dictionary, get some better vocab,
Get outta this thread, your raps ill banish,
Your pathetic, I could rhyme better in Spanish!
Hola, me encanta tu madre,
Y yo es su padre!
Did you see that? I just took it bilingual,
Get out before you get burned, this rap is my signal,
Im capitalizing, on my extensive knowledge,
Your insults are from preschool – mine are from college,
Cuz im on a higher level grammatically,
When you spit your rhymes its so sad to see,
Cuz I know youll never spit as good as me,
So this time ill let your sorry ass off for free,
But next time, when you bust lines, and try to respond,
We might have a problem, cuz you writing back would be wrong,
Im getting heated, so ill just end this song,
Cuz if I kept going your mind would explode – no doubt,
So ill leave you with my phat lines – peace out.
CLEAVED
david
-
Seath
- Craptacular Spatula
- Posts: 2126
- Joined: 29 Sep 2003 12:16
- Location: Ottawa, Ontario, Canadia
- Contact:
I'm a white kid from the burbs,
where we light up bags of turds and rep these pickett fences
the burbs has jocks and nerds,
but neither rock my words or would come to my defences
regardless of this fact, I still attack tracks with a lack of wack rhymes
I play hacky sack and smoke weed not crack, so I've slacked many times
I still design a paradigm of lines straight from my mind, you will find it fresh
I'm so sick, chicks wish they were as close to my dick as is my shorts mesh
My tight flows delight hoes and bite foes
I compose flows to morse code that propose
quelque chose and hits you from your nose
all the way to your toes...........
(cut the beat, bring it back faster now)
............Hang on imma take on a new personna
Why don't you all say hey to your brand new owna
these rhymes are hot like you popped a fat bona
I was eatin an apple that happened to be named Fiona
when i came up with this shit, common let me spit
take this beat and cook it. that;s right.. yeah uh.
I'm a rappin chef, yes, yes, one of the best.
better than the rest still white as a tukey breast
my beets are fresh like still the farm it's on
your flow's sick, stinks like a brick of parmesan
Your cheesecakes opaque and it's runny like a lake
here's the truth it's givin me a toothache
for heavens sake I wonder How long would it take
for you to make a medium rare steak?
all I see, in your book of recepies is milk and cookies, please?
I can bake a cake that'll make you quake at the knees
pop it in the window now it's properly displayed
You want it cooked I got it made im a master of this trade
stay away from the blade, I'll get this fish filayed
A is the grade of the meat I marinade
Step into my kitchen, better quit your bitchin
or I'll have you wishin, you didnt have permission
to send those words a spittin, you get no recognition
for droolin on my floor, that's what a mops for
it's not a fun chore? but what am I paying you for?
Oh you want more I got plenty in store
I get props galore, and remove the tops from whores
Your raps I deplore, then i go on tour
the lines left are four,
three,
two...
one.
see, you, t'was fun. Im done!
where we light up bags of turds and rep these pickett fences
the burbs has jocks and nerds,
but neither rock my words or would come to my defences
regardless of this fact, I still attack tracks with a lack of wack rhymes
I play hacky sack and smoke weed not crack, so I've slacked many times
I still design a paradigm of lines straight from my mind, you will find it fresh
I'm so sick, chicks wish they were as close to my dick as is my shorts mesh
My tight flows delight hoes and bite foes
I compose flows to morse code that propose
quelque chose and hits you from your nose
all the way to your toes...........
(cut the beat, bring it back faster now)
............Hang on imma take on a new personna
Why don't you all say hey to your brand new owna
these rhymes are hot like you popped a fat bona
I was eatin an apple that happened to be named Fiona
when i came up with this shit, common let me spit
take this beat and cook it. that;s right.. yeah uh.
I'm a rappin chef, yes, yes, one of the best.
better than the rest still white as a tukey breast
my beets are fresh like still the farm it's on
your flow's sick, stinks like a brick of parmesan
Your cheesecakes opaque and it's runny like a lake
here's the truth it's givin me a toothache
for heavens sake I wonder How long would it take
for you to make a medium rare steak?
all I see, in your book of recepies is milk and cookies, please?
I can bake a cake that'll make you quake at the knees
pop it in the window now it's properly displayed
You want it cooked I got it made im a master of this trade
stay away from the blade, I'll get this fish filayed
A is the grade of the meat I marinade
Step into my kitchen, better quit your bitchin
or I'll have you wishin, you didnt have permission
to send those words a spittin, you get no recognition
for droolin on my floor, that's what a mops for
it's not a fun chore? but what am I paying you for?
Oh you want more I got plenty in store
I get props galore, and remove the tops from whores
Your raps I deplore, then i go on tour
the lines left are four,
three,
two...
one.
see, you, t'was fun. Im done!
I'm scrollin these pages
goin for ages
The rhyme's are contagious
but everything's lameness
The skill be really shitty
I aint got a lot of pity
None have spit a witty ditty
until now...
Now these little phrases I be aimin' at David
His rhymes are faint and he aint nobody's favourite
His prose blows
All no-nos -- so so-so
Exact same with the shred.
Why don't you go pogo some pogos instead?
They call you the cleaver
But who's the believer?
Oh really? Me neither.
Your style's infantile so I'll go buy you a teether.
It's Moir
deadly Destroyer
explorin new territory like Sawyer
sayin and sprayin layin law like a lawyer
Your "badass" is crabgrass
lemme get the lawnmoir
Feelin coyer?
I'm sleek like a spoiler
Foilin your plans, gainin the fans
unique -- can even sleep while bustin Rubberman
Jorden
the warden
headless horseman
skilled swordsman
I crash you
bash you
smash you
like porcelain
throwin you down
earning the crown
bustin profound all round
amidst the underground
I'm the Tyrannosaurus Rex
and guess who's next?
there's no need to weep
someday you'll learn how to dex
I'm bigger than a big rig
and you're the little twig
Tossin sick tricks in the mix
keepin all eyes fixed
I'm fit as shit and you aint even guiltless!
I make
you take a double-take
so creative
innovative
you hate to say it
but face the facts
I'm the axe,
hackin & stackin you
into stacks
Ever tried Hacky Sack?
DESTROYED.
goin for ages
The rhyme's are contagious
but everything's lameness
The skill be really shitty
I aint got a lot of pity
None have spit a witty ditty
until now...
Now these little phrases I be aimin' at David
His rhymes are faint and he aint nobody's favourite
His prose blows
All no-nos -- so so-so
Exact same with the shred.
Why don't you go pogo some pogos instead?
They call you the cleaver
But who's the believer?
Oh really? Me neither.
Your style's infantile so I'll go buy you a teether.
It's Moir
deadly Destroyer
explorin new territory like Sawyer
sayin and sprayin layin law like a lawyer
Your "badass" is crabgrass
lemme get the lawnmoir
Feelin coyer?
I'm sleek like a spoiler
Foilin your plans, gainin the fans
unique -- can even sleep while bustin Rubberman
Jorden
the warden
headless horseman
skilled swordsman
I crash you
bash you
smash you
like porcelain
throwin you down
earning the crown
bustin profound all round
amidst the underground
I'm the Tyrannosaurus Rex
and guess who's next?
there's no need to weep
someday you'll learn how to dex
I'm bigger than a big rig
and you're the little twig
Tossin sick tricks in the mix
keepin all eyes fixed
I'm fit as shit and you aint even guiltless!
I make
you take a double-take
so creative
innovative
you hate to say it
but face the facts
I'm the axe,
hackin & stackin you
into stacks
Ever tried Hacky Sack?
DESTROYED.
Jorden Moir
Look at that! A reply from jorden,
The first of many crap rhymes to be spit by the warden,
Now bro, I know why you like this thread,
Cuz you don’t have to spit rhymes off the top of your head.
See, I bet you’ve been reading this thread forever,
That’s my hunch,
And the rhymes you just wrote took you about 3 months,
You look like a reject from the brady bunch,
See, with me its different,
Cuz my rhymes are delirious,
Personally I think your taking the thread to serious,
Saying my style is a no-no and so-so,
But ragging on me is totally a no-go,
Now check it jorden, you really busted at CP,
But in shred 30, you were only 3 points above me,
Now I wouldn’t exactly call that “destroyed”,
But I heard that’s what you do to 7 year old boys,
Now when you posted in this thread, ill admit it alarmed me,
But I got more strength then your whole country’s army,
Im not ragging on Canada, but your raps aint deep,
Personally, I think your styles as flimsy as a maple leaf,
I think you need a rapping tutorial,
When your rap skills die after this ill build them a memorial,
And itll have a plaque that says “here lies jorden, he had no fear,
--- but ducks should be around the neck, not the ears”,
Now why would you try to go up against the best rapper you know?
They must be brainwashing you up in Ontario,
Your wack at rhyming, you’re a horrible pretender,
Maybe spend the time cleaning up your bubba pdx. Blender?
And yes jorden, I actually have tried hacky sack,
But the difference with me and you is I don’t need pass backs,
When you called yourself the Tyrannosaurs Rex,
I expected some decent rhymes to follow that text,
But all I read was lines of sensless trash,
So I had to respond and show up your sorry ass,
Now your rhymes are PG, theyre warm and snuggly,
I only took a double take cuz your so damn ugly,
Now you’re the one’s who spits juevenile lyricals,
You still look for prizes in your lucky charms cereal,
Quit while your ahead, you’ll just look inferior,
You know compared to anyone I come out superior,
I tried to let you leave this thread with some dignity,
But when you dissed the cleaver you gave no choice to me.
The first of many crap rhymes to be spit by the warden,
Now bro, I know why you like this thread,
Cuz you don’t have to spit rhymes off the top of your head.
See, I bet you’ve been reading this thread forever,
That’s my hunch,
And the rhymes you just wrote took you about 3 months,
You look like a reject from the brady bunch,
See, with me its different,
Cuz my rhymes are delirious,
Personally I think your taking the thread to serious,
Saying my style is a no-no and so-so,
But ragging on me is totally a no-go,
Now check it jorden, you really busted at CP,
But in shred 30, you were only 3 points above me,
Now I wouldn’t exactly call that “destroyed”,
But I heard that’s what you do to 7 year old boys,
Now when you posted in this thread, ill admit it alarmed me,
But I got more strength then your whole country’s army,
Im not ragging on Canada, but your raps aint deep,
Personally, I think your styles as flimsy as a maple leaf,
I think you need a rapping tutorial,
When your rap skills die after this ill build them a memorial,
And itll have a plaque that says “here lies jorden, he had no fear,
--- but ducks should be around the neck, not the ears”,
Now why would you try to go up against the best rapper you know?
They must be brainwashing you up in Ontario,
Your wack at rhyming, you’re a horrible pretender,
Maybe spend the time cleaning up your bubba pdx. Blender?
And yes jorden, I actually have tried hacky sack,
But the difference with me and you is I don’t need pass backs,
When you called yourself the Tyrannosaurs Rex,
I expected some decent rhymes to follow that text,
But all I read was lines of sensless trash,
So I had to respond and show up your sorry ass,
Now your rhymes are PG, theyre warm and snuggly,
I only took a double take cuz your so damn ugly,
Now you’re the one’s who spits juevenile lyricals,
You still look for prizes in your lucky charms cereal,
Quit while your ahead, you’ll just look inferior,
You know compared to anyone I come out superior,
I tried to let you leave this thread with some dignity,
But when you dissed the cleaver you gave no choice to me.
david
What --
Takes 4 days just to cut?
You stuck in a rut?
I write fast while you're a blast from the past
like King Tut.
I analyze your "rhymes" can't find nothing hurtful
So scared that you be holdin your breath -- turnin purple
Dave, you dissin my country?
it's lovely
with no nukes launched and flyin above me
Jorden
not pudgy like Orson
these truths I be forcin
down your esophagus
I apply these rhymes with awesomeness
Your shit's not even moderate
You're depressed cuz I'm the best
be impressed like all the rest
can't replace me so I gots
a vest on my chest
Bulletproof
These peeps be sayin I tear off the roof
You be slackin and lackin skills like a goof
You not worth my time to make a spoof
Breakin your leg when you be doin a doof
Easily the better shredder
you just cheesy like cheddar
with the pathetic rhetoric
givin everyone a headache
I bust phat like Vasek
with no bad habits
blastin wascally wabbits
with my rad shit
More legs than an arachnid
Try to step and you be gettin your ass kicked
can't outlast this
no matter how hard you practise
quit acting spastic
I snap you like plastic
My style's fresh
while yours has gone rancid
Stealin your bike or trike like the neighbourhood fat kid
You played like pee pee at CP
dissin ME?
you makin this TOO easy
My shred 30 was planned out in seconds
Dave spent weeks and weeks I do reckon
Still destroyed him
it annoyed him
seems he's come back with childish words
doesn't even know how the wild shit works
My style's clean
No one knows what you mean
I be serene on the scene
Creatin shit like a chili bean?
I kick footbags
You be shinin my shoes with soot rags
Can bust tough even with jetlag
I'm smooth as a pimp and you as rough as a crag
Can you even stall at all?
I'll be your downfall
hubris
to retaliate is useless
I'm ruthless
get involved
and I be leavin you toothless
Someday you'll make it
to Grade 3
learn ABC
till then
don't try and battle me.
Moir out.
Takes 4 days just to cut?
You stuck in a rut?
I write fast while you're a blast from the past
like King Tut.
I analyze your "rhymes" can't find nothing hurtful
So scared that you be holdin your breath -- turnin purple
Dave, you dissin my country?
it's lovely
with no nukes launched and flyin above me
Jorden
not pudgy like Orson
these truths I be forcin
down your esophagus
I apply these rhymes with awesomeness
Your shit's not even moderate
You're depressed cuz I'm the best
be impressed like all the rest
can't replace me so I gots
a vest on my chest
Bulletproof
These peeps be sayin I tear off the roof
You be slackin and lackin skills like a goof
You not worth my time to make a spoof
Breakin your leg when you be doin a doof
Easily the better shredder
you just cheesy like cheddar
with the pathetic rhetoric
givin everyone a headache
I bust phat like Vasek
with no bad habits
blastin wascally wabbits
with my rad shit
More legs than an arachnid
Try to step and you be gettin your ass kicked
can't outlast this
no matter how hard you practise
quit acting spastic
I snap you like plastic
My style's fresh
while yours has gone rancid
Stealin your bike or trike like the neighbourhood fat kid
You played like pee pee at CP
dissin ME?
you makin this TOO easy
My shred 30 was planned out in seconds
Dave spent weeks and weeks I do reckon
Still destroyed him
it annoyed him
seems he's come back with childish words
doesn't even know how the wild shit works
My style's clean
No one knows what you mean
I be serene on the scene
Creatin shit like a chili bean?
I kick footbags
You be shinin my shoes with soot rags
Can bust tough even with jetlag
I'm smooth as a pimp and you as rough as a crag
Can you even stall at all?
I'll be your downfall
hubris
to retaliate is useless
I'm ruthless
get involved
and I be leavin you toothless
Someday you'll make it
to Grade 3
learn ABC
till then
don't try and battle me.
Moir out.
Last edited by Jorden on 25 Feb 2005 09:50, edited 2 times in total.
Jorden Moir
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ok ok I don't wanna butt in
between dave the cleaver and the destroyer Jorden
but I just couldn't resist
lookin at all these posts it's like an english test.
yes i know my rhymes are full blown-shit
but like the enrgizer bunny I ain't just gonna quit
I'll take all the guys that'll give me crap
cuz this is the seocnd battle; second battle of rap.
juvenile? yeah that's me
the rhymes I spit out make me sound three.
when I say simple words when I spit in your face
you'll be on the ground thinking it's mace.
yeah this rap is shit I really should stop....
maybe someone'll clean me up like a mop?
meh
between dave the cleaver and the destroyer Jorden
but I just couldn't resist
lookin at all these posts it's like an english test.
yes i know my rhymes are full blown-shit
but like the enrgizer bunny I ain't just gonna quit
I'll take all the guys that'll give me crap
cuz this is the seocnd battle; second battle of rap.
juvenile? yeah that's me
the rhymes I spit out make me sound three.
when I say simple words when I spit in your face
you'll be on the ground thinking it's mace.
yeah this rap is shit I really should stop....
maybe someone'll clean me up like a mop?
meh