^That's wassup....
^That's wassup....
gators an dobbs.
lol
I Fucking Love It!!!! Thank You Beautiful Man.
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^AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
im trying this.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by STYLE
First timer.
I used to work at McDonald's back in the day. I would put McNuggets, bacon, french fries and chicken tenders all up in the Big Mac's ass. Wash it down with a cup full o' Dippin Dots and i was good to go.
My farts would leak warm juices but it was well worth it. :f
I tried it b4 it is okQuote:
Originally Posted by Slang Gargoyle
this was dumb... i had never seen anything like it .. but it was okay
lolQuote:
Originally Posted by emperorles
You niggaz owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect
For you dope fiend niggaz in rap, I here to inject, check
My style is water baby, spread it around
But when you niggaz don't flow it right and fuck up my sound
I get down; in '89 I spit the buck in the face
Of every mc that came in the place, a scar you'll never erase
Mc's are only recognized for their flows
I'm worldwide for the bitches, that I turned into hoes
You heard me spit it on jew-elz, that's how it goes
For all them faking ass niggaz and how I bust up they nose
And while your, nose is drippin, and drainin blood
I be standing over you screamin, what, what, nigga?! what, what?!
Niggas feel my presence, like I'm right in they palm
Cause a stormy day is coming, when you see me so calm, it's on
No more twin glocks, they jam up my plays
Now it's twin .40 calibre walther ppk's
I'm in the control of my game, you must respect me like the ref
Uh-huh, you disrespect you get the tech
I turn you fake niggaz on and off, like I'm the clapper
I rob so many niggaz, they should call me jack the rapper
I'll the illest nigga doing this, dead or alive
Gloria gaynor on you motherfuckers, I will survive
You can try to come at me, but do you want the kick back?
You snap inside the cage of a pit, and you get bit back, huh
My war is so tight, my drama so ill
Beef with me hangs around like a unpaid bill
I push these lyrics through any mc, and make it burn
So the niggaz who be rhyming next, will miss a turn
When you speak of who's the dopest mc, I don't come up
But when you speak of who's the livest mc, I stay what up, what's up?
I got stripes while you got strikes and bogus mikes
Do what bitch niggaz do best bite
You niggaz can't make up a law that I don't overrule, overthrow
Prim' brought bumpy these tracks so I can let you know
Before I slide i'ma leave you this jewel
Even mechanics walk around with they tools
It's the militia