u done already? lol.. whaaaa
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u done already? lol.. whaaaa
yo was good Could a brotha here get an ANSWER.....IN or OUT?
drop ya shit, lemme see it
i already dropped.......
copy and paste it
naw nigga i aint done i was just saying
I'm slicker than Alaska after the Exxon Valdeez,
and cooler than Eskimos skinny-dipped in Arctic seas.
Style sweeter than sugar and honeys love me. Yes indeed.
So y'all fools be playa hatin', but there ain't no fadin' me,
'cause I bomb like atomic on these dawgs like George Clinton.
Words more lethal than weapons, Danny Glover, and Mel Gibson.
With a passion of the Christ, my lyks whip, crack backs.
Like verses from the Good Book in missionaries' back packs.
I... enter the center with my hand on the sceptor,
ass on the throne.... Right where it belong.
I'M the competition. All these headz CAN'T be wrong.
That's why they aim they're verbal assault at me. Lets get it on.
I'm c0cky as a muthafukka. 2 big balls.
Makin' waves like a toilet bowl when new sh*t falls.
I blaze with a Zippo. Phat beast like a hippo.
Year you were born, your momma should've got shot with the Depo.
Birth control your ass. You were ill conceived.
By the way, who's your daddy?! Yes, you best be...lieve.
DeVill's hot as hell. Overwhelm competitors.
Y'all prepubescent young emcees. I'm an internet predator.
Grab a pen. Write senators. Have the AG kill the site.
I'm like Mike without a mic or a ring for this fight.
Bangin' tight with this scribe like it's my new virgin bride.
Rip that pussy Profake like the last fool who tried.
Your pride will be left shattered on the matress. That's tragic.
And the rest of y'all? F*ck ya. Go play in fast traffic.
there ya go........
i also paste another one in a minute...
yea LOZ
make me one sig
TEXT:assasiin
SUBTEXT: Strictly Original
PIC: A sniper or assasiin
BACKGROUND: something anything that you want that looks good witht he pic...
COLORS....
whatever ya want...
Like Monopoly box covers, I’m on top of my game.
Trade 4 crack houses for a roach motel, and still charge you the same.
You beating me in a battle is like sex with wifey. Not tonight. I have a headache.
You’ll get raped with a writing utensil ‘til my hand tires and pen breaks.
D. Hill a prissy sissy b*tch throwin’ hissy fits. I’ll hit ya wit’
a 56 Chevy ‘til you beg Jesus to let me quit.
Drive that Chevy to the levy, and if the levy runs dry.
I’ll dive it off the side with the trunk locked, and you tied up inside.
That’s right, I’m mentally deranged. I’ll be eventually restrained.
I see dead emcees, pointed out to me by the voices in my brain.
If hell froze over, I would still be squeezing skulls while freezing cold.
Causing pain in heads, shoulders, knees, and toes, knees, and toes.
So you can frost bite my ass when it turns black. Eat dead flesh.
I’ll survive bullets, and die from cancer from the contents of my lead vest.
assasiin and skill go together like audiophiles and aural effects,
like cannibals and leprosy victims who both love the oral
you in lost souls
i mean ill mk it but
come and get tommorrow morning ill post it in the forums
iight assasiin i made u something quick since u not in our crew:
http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a61...Untitled-1.jpg
i got dre neptunes and timbaland drum kits 4 fruity loops