rules:
10 lines.
house rules
master j can't vote..cuz we all know they on each othas dicks.
you have 30 min. to spit afta seein this shit...
hell i'll even letchu pre-write..its still gon' be wack shit.
D Kiss
prodigal_prophet
rules:
10 lines.
house rules
master j can't vote..cuz we all know they on each othas dicks.
you have 30 min. to spit afta seein this shit...
hell i'll even letchu pre-write..its still gon' be wack shit.
Yo niggaz, this is round two..don't sleep
*picks up mic*
Ayo, I'm comin at this nigga D-Kiss, cuz he wanted anotha round.
Bitch you need to shut fuck up...leave you like empty streets..not anotha sound.
Eitha you scared shitless...or you got the runs.
Ya throwin shit at me that have the same effect as parapalegics...none.
Ya ain't thrown a punch yet thats landed...like the 9/11 flights.
This is merkin numba two i've had to serve you...n u still got 5 more fights*
*switches flow*
my rhymes are too complex for you...punches hit you quick...twist ya neck.
leave ya whole fuckin body twisted up...anatomically incorrect.
ya ain't made much from this rap shit; mini me...a small profit.
see..masta j ain't here to help you..so his dick? get off it.
*drops mic and walks away*
garabage ass keystyle and still merked his ass...AGAIN!
lets see what this hoe comes w/ this time
ey nigga, where you at? you've had fifteen hours to get all yo dickridas and shit and drop ya verse...now DROP!
bitch i know you been on...drop ya fuckin verse already goddamit.
man, celestial, can u close this shit...he's a fuckin no show..he bitched at me for a rematch, i give it to him and he don't even show...fuckin pussy ass nigga.
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