Young'n
Group: Members
Posts: 2
Member No.: 101
Joined: 19-October 05
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Aww shit
It’s the emcee nympho info wit pencils to stencil insults in ya dicked throat
Lift quotes away from me, keep spraying things, leaving walls wit painted dreams
Destroying teams, leave em smoking like and elders green, when sunshine hits in the afternoon
And trample on them more than the groud when elementary kids is out of school
Whip out my tool, and stick in your girl throat, till ya girl choke
Leave L smoked in the minds of youngins, fucking up brethren by design like cousins
I rhyme wit ovens and heaters to lift dozens of cheaters who ride more dick than they beating
Bitch, as a matter of speaking, I’ll fragment your teaching with ass whips and key chains to leave fuckers deceased
And, I’m busting my weapon, while upchucking at heaven, fucking duck till seven, stabbing at night like swingin swords at eleven
Fuck your pearls and ya headbands, I’ll snatch that shit, and ya teeth cause they white,Leave bleeding on sight
Like a burst vessels at eyes, I burst vesells of demise at guys, for absolutely no reason or right
Just leaven pieces of dykes dripping on the trees that they right, I see no reason to fight, blind to your speaking of life
You repreat what you type, me, just offtop, to stop cocks, that drop no hard drop, like hard rocks, I pause stop, the shit, talking bitch, get emcees walking hitched to gauze and shit
Fuck what the causes is, I affect now, fuck a correct sound, I check nouns wit projected rounds
Seek protection clowns, a vest is not enough, like over cooked steak, ya girl suck on my meat and think I’m awfully tough
Get off of your favorite rappers nutz more likely he wouldn’t have the balls to see me, let alone the cause to beat me, Like chick on the cycle, I’ll leave you in the stalls just leaking
Souls of death I’m reeping creeping with cryptic alliances of satan himself, I’ll be degrading your health while replacing gthem with shells, Fuck raising it, I’m not graising shit, and will be placing you in hell myself
I’ll shatter my soul my self, tatter your home and health, snatching your dome and melt anything of gold on your shelf
Fuck a goal in your head, like put putt golf I’ll put a hole in your head, SHOOT, four score and score four whores, four holes at once
I’ll pul treys like lunc, kick butts off into ass trays, destroy the past and reinforcing massive graves to be built for the wack slaves that I’ve killed, all the remains that you’ve milked, didn’t want bitches sucking off they tiddies in the graves they lay still
Colds is when you lay ill tracks, and that only in your underwear, Fuck what your mother wear, I don’t know why she wear panties, I’m still gone be under there, Under where? Her undwhere, jamming and pulling hair, oops, I see horses and shit, calls my dick stallion like, like she been fucking horses and shit.
I’d kill your favorite emcee wit degrees of cannibal nature, showing white like the savior, just drop like your major, I get my props up like behind the scenes setting up tables, and Fuck em all, I’ll leave fags wit three slabs missing, from tips entering like Qs in oral questions, all your suggestions for improvement should be used for self enhancement,
juss how i do when im spittin hot shit........
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