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Here I lie in stinky vapor,
Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger.
Here I sit
Broken hearted
Tried to shit
But only farted
Here I sit
What a caper
I have to shit
But I'm out of paper
You're lucky
You had your chance
I tried to fart,
And shit my pants!
Some people come here to take a shit
I came here to leave one.
Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come here to scratch my balls,
And read the bullshit on the walls...
Here I sit, I'm at a loss
trying to shit out taco sauce.
When it comes, I hope and pray,
I don't blow my fuckin ass away.
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This dudes, a certified noob, why does shit need to be so simple
He's crude, but never rude, his lines are never fuckin critical
its easy to see and to point out, he's flat vocaled on typing
maybe he's suffering from memory lapse, or is this bitch reciting?
Theres nuttin exciting to see, ppl move on swiftly please move...
This bitch puts the Whack into whackness n Nob into noob
wheres the groove, wheres the penetration bitch tell me please?
yea there mayb not any multi's in this but, its better than what u sneeze.
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You'll never pass my forever clashing flow, your far past a hoe
I'll slash your nose, relieve you of breath, cuz u one passive hoe
get elapsed with blows, that'll be crucial, your too neutral
and im use to toasters, so your screwed, brains into toaster stroodles
Him beating me, let me laugh first, hes far past raps worst
because i call everybody a jack, but you? nah..ur jack dirt!
get a slashed shirt, but that'll only mean, you contended me
put you in pandorax box, with doors and locks for eternity
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lol ur stupid, i already told u why i drop wak .. cuz the sites wak aswelll! .
Hello, if you think the site is wack then fucken leave, or I can help you with that... Your chioce just don't post that bullshit in my forum, alright?
~Bounce
neways, kandy ..u goin get mashed/
that's why ur the hoe gettin it up the azz/
an we can clash widda titans, u bitin!/
and bein rocky rock only way u fightin/
i'll slash ya head open, take ya brain/
push ya neck out, i'll take ya chain/
don't matter, you'll get robbed, cuz u suck on da net/
only ya webcam be exposin of flesh/
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so here we meet again, you claim you from brooklyn-
spit so whack u shuld be banned you look like some broke chineese rapper from michigan-
im finna lay tha law down as i smack this ho wit my backhand-
i bet you spit like pac man-(awaka waka waka)
n lyrically you aint feelin me my rhmyes like nines they make incisions-
nigga u cant see me cuz ya wahsed up lyricaly losin ya vision-
1 of my checks could equal ya whole pension-
n im only 13 years old im still eligible for suspension-
n of course im goin to highschool unlike this guy-
u so retarded is u was a fish u would drown in a pool in be in my skillet gettin fried-
kinda tha way im doin ya lyrically or if i was jim i'd be doin this pie-
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where have i met u, o .. have i beatin u befo? /
if not, then i prolly don' kno u whore!/
u'll get stomped by dem bootz, n the mad heavy/
and look, u don wanna be close to close wid da chevy/
kid iz so wack dat is family don' love him/
shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iit, not even hiz cuzin/
cuz fuk it, they be thinkin the same thing that im thinkin/
how can i kid be dat wack, n still spitting/
my shit iz ill written, like doctorz wit aids/
u be a nasty mutha fucka, spittin gettin no rates/
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Lemme exercise my mind on this one of a kind...
Cuz like going back in time, Cann is sure to unwind.
Now don't think that's props, I'm dissing, brother...
Ya only one of a kind, cuz ya too whack to make another.
Fuck off and die, Cann...just think ya name with suicide...
Cuz if ya put ya mind to it, ya might finally get somethin right!
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look at born to kill, killin for fun
won 143 lost only 91
the wins are good the loses are not
cause when i take the mic'
records show 92, your shot
nigga say he come from houston, texas
ill be drivin around, get you shot on ya Lexus
aint this nigga a little to old
he got no life going to rapbattles when we already 34
i read his ryhmes, he got skill
that why he named himself born to kill
but when it comes to battling me
you cant beat me, i have the ability
i beat you and you cant be retained
we need my crew to keep you restrained
with you, i aint gonna be striaght
im gonna humiliate
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noob you are nothing more but I bet you already knew it
you can't reach the level two but it's too hard to chew it
you blew it when you got your chance and now it's too late
you'll run out of rhymes what would I say...in two days
a real genius hilarious j master r to the G yo
your posts makes me laugh even more than that guy steve o
well now I'ma leave yo catch up later...but if I'm lucky we won't
I would save my nervers you a shoulder to lean on
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You're make me sleepy, kid...Canibus on Sominex...
Ya rhyme ain't got muscle, while I bulge with barely a flex.
Talkin Genius in ya name, that's lies, man, you know it...
Oughta change it to Ignorant, cuz dude, ya verse shows it.
You thinkin ya the Best Rapper Alive, I think ya not...
Only thing this herb is good at, is gettin root rot!
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Dangerlyrics on the map look at that thats a rap./
I apologize fa hittin you wit that sneak attack./
HOLD THAT, hold fast, like ass you sad, game over./
You born to kill wicth tells me you was born to die slower./
I'm done its over stick a nail right threw em./
1000 years later his add is how we new him./
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danger lyricz, yea .. cuz u wack as fuk/
ya muthafuckin motha shudda told u u suck/
so u might aswell duk me, cuz u outta luk/
that's why ya bich ass is always fuk/
whaddup?, who u know as vicious as danger/
nobody, cuz the kid live in a ranger/
and that's the only time the kid moves rock/
and blowing iz the only kind of thing he does on cocks/
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Cannabitch thinks he's slick like rick, thinks he's the shit
but the only spittin he's doin is after he sucks that dick,
I don't fuck wit this trick cuz trix are for kids
test me in the street i'm puttin shells through your lid,
aint tryna talk shit aint tryna act big
jus doin what other mc's forgot to do, and thats to diss you
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alcoholics in deeni's avy, deeni drinks
deeni thinks he can spit, kwiksand sinks
he doesnt spit like "cannabitch" cuz he swallows
Acts like hes got a poetic mind, but its simply hollow
A test in the street, ill be the exam in the burb
He'll beg for mercy and I'll still force him to bite the curb
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Kwiksand Is poetically imaginable, damage by fully expanded-CANNIBALS!
understand-your-flow, YOUR A DAMAGED HOE! split like CAMEL TOES!
and exploding~your~lung~passage, YOUR CASKET just swallows~you!
and you swallow~dude, SLEEPY HOLLOW You! n put u in JOHNNY DEPPS!
and let your fucking corpse-follow-you! your craps~is~just~poding!.
WACKEST-ENLODING! this kid couldn't 'drop shit' with LAXATIVE COBETS!
