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Jun 16 2005, 05:26 AM
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Newbie [Level 1] ![]() Group: Banned Posts: 14 Joined: 16-June 05 Member No.: 8,283 |
What Up all, I am a complex-writer, some-text-fighter//
make my thumb-flex-on-lighters, then come-next-on-biters// but my life reflects-dawns-brighter,i cant breath like after a-long-cypher/ tech's drawn-too-fire, then my bro's gone-two-prior// never got strong-thru-a-lier, n there is a gap wit my mom-who-I-admire// oops the wrong-new-dryer, its missing a prong-n-a-few-wires// so dad picked up n threw-pliers, like "d*kes" with tattoo-flyers// but the boo's-he-aquires, thats his true-desires// he has had more girls then the high school-choir's// ruined his night a few times when i sliced-thru-tires// u brought me into this world n signed the contract-of-death's// from now on this *BLEEP* is going to be compact-with-threats// like classic nwa cassettes, because dad i'm past-cigarettes// any last regrets,treat me like an animal, i acturally harrass-vets// spit more letters then the postal-service// drop this spit cuz I have a coastal-purpose// once again the acapella makes ghost-nervous// i said b4 i seen it all most-worthless// kinda like steak cuz I'll roast-the-surface// call me cocky cuz I boast-my-verses// like hell have ruthless-curses// murder in vein n there will be proofless-churches// Sorry if there is anything that seems mean. But thats just rap. IF you don't want me to drop it just inform me. Peace Guys This post has been edited by BuffaloHELP: Jun 16 2005, 03:32 PM |
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