20 Lines One verse
Gimme a bit and I'll drop later.
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20 Lines One verse
Gimme a bit and I'll drop later.
You don’t want no shit cause I got gats wit clips,
shaped like bananas when you sp-sp-spit you stammer,
mind ya manners or else get ya cameras, cause my blows hit like hammers,
there’s no man in ya and no stamina cause afta 4 bars your materials,
worse than venereal diseases that pleases no-one and all fun,
at an end cause you cant pretend u can spit again cant contend or defend,
your slow undeveloped flow so I propose you dispose,
of this impersonation before the realization this fake vocation,
will lead to your extermination, vacation of your senses' and defences,
have helped the consensus, your a fish outta water who ill slaughter with ease,
who I'll lead ta plead for his life I succeed in strive my words slice like knives,
you shouldn’t be allowed near a mic, you don’t understand, only sex u getting,
love from your hand and at home your disowned cause your family cant condone,
your damage to the ozone cause you don’t deserve breath, this no contest,
cause your theft of rhyme schemes demeans my culture, those vultures,
means ya on ya last steps outta ya depth prospect,
and chance for success was defeat but be spared death, one line ya outta breath,
Mac Beth quality rhymes from Liquid Lines I can guarantee, u cant disagree,
you wont eva hear a CD, Mp3 from the gangsta wannabe,
hardman make believe cant rhyme so deceives fake MC Suav3
venereal yeah right serial..
murderer multiple on several burners..
you can end up one several fuckers,
outta lucka, stucka ya in a pinaita how i beat yo uto death,
crack you open till you show me where teh goodies at ,
you aint a looker cat so i did you a favor,
maybe now you can have a thought of get a plastic surgeon,
or i can jus fill in the position and fill in your description,
with razor blades non sterilized for operation phase ill operate anyways
and give tummy tucks nd face lifts even redecorate
a few of the organs jusa bit summin like that..
i got summin like hundred cats ready to eat these rats..
liquid lines stand for in the wire,
all this good shit youspittin but quick to expire..
call me marshall how i put out the fire..
casper how i got these boys seeing ghost when they look in the mirror..
ooops sorry was short jus a lil summin quick..
16 lines, that it.
what u gone do about it?
rhyme some more sauv, Toronto niggaz reprezent!
fuck this coward, fuccin retard mu fuccer......
sorry got to get into it :D
fuck this loser as chump, taking bumps of that snow to take bumps to the asshole for his pimp who handles abuse and control i handle the the buisness and watch money unfold you handle your own buisness and bust all over the floor, my money be strtchin more the pauly shore, and your ugliness can be bistowed like prices at a grocery store, cant hide it, bubble boy how all the bllod glurpin out your throat, handling guns like a tottempole, leaving pussies like you with your dickies soiled, my prices up and down higher then 3 ton coils, on a lincoln meant for d block like jada sheek nd styles, your flows be chicken mediocre mild, my shit be hotter then girls gone wild...
Right, that still wasnt the line count but whatever.
Can we get some votes...