Rap Battles 2

I hear u talking but i dont c no follow up walkin
Act all gangsta , boy ill leve u lyin in a coffin
Then we see who b laughin,
Real gangsta dnt bump ther gums
they just pump them guns
Fill ur lungs wit hot lead laughing at the faggot they just shot dead blastin
Real g'z dont die , They multiply,
we *****z brake bones n bleed u dead
All for the love of the colour red

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Originally Posted by smok3y

I hear u talking but i dont c no follow up walkin
Act all gangsta , boy ill leve u lyin in a coffin
Then we see who b laughin,
Real gangsta dnt bump ther gums
they just pump them guns
Fill ur lungs wit hot lead laughing at the faggot they just shot dead blastin
Real g'z dont die , They multiply,
we *****z brake bones n bleed u dead
All for the love of the colour red

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You just opened my eyes to how stupid gangsters are if thats a true story

daaaaaaamn this shit blew up.... prolly cause of me :cool:

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Originally Posted by ghosty

man i dunno but all these rhymes seem whack
tear down your mic stand, and stand in the back
watch as ghosty lays down another track
spits out the rhymes, then opens up a fat sack sack
not the brown brick shit with the stems and seeds
im talking the good shit with the red hairs and sticky leaves
nothin' but the best from the land of lakes and trees
wake n bake, afternoon, and midnight tokin'
roll around the parkway's passin' pigs and still smokin'
i'll keep playin records til the turntable's broken
other motherfuckers left dry and jokin'
:jointsmile:

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that shit was tight right there

<.<;;;;

you look like a dog, go chase this stick
what's that in your eye? oh it's my dick!

lmao, random


was that a dick i don't think i saw//
get a penis pump, damn it's so small/
unlike mine, it makes your bitch squeal//
i cum in her face and tell that bitch to fix me a meal

you can talk big shit while you move your little lips
you can size me with your eyes, while i eye your girls hips
and if i wanted any lip i'd have your girl on my zipper
if she doesn't do it right i'll go move on to your sister
and if that aint enough, get ready for the bomb
the other night i was gettin freaky with your mom
now i can understand if ya wanna get mad at me
gettin my mack on with the ladies in your family

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t seems lyrical flow is somethin you aren't familiar with/
disected in garbage bags you'll be thought of as a myth//
on my list of to-do's capping you isn't on it/
i'd rather watch you die slow, drown in your own vomit//
speaking of medallions, i doubt you have any/
or maybe you got them in the mall for twelve fifty//
after i'm done your body's never found/
more dark and disturbing than August's Underground//
switch with the honeys? man that's a joke/
from what i see your girl's giving me the deepthroat//
at the end of it all, remember that the scrub wins/
thanks for your time, that was my two cents//

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Oh man look its a Juggalo,
go paint your face with your own menstrual flow,
then go to show and give the carnival spirits a good blow,
Your no more than a joke
everyone knew that when you spoke,
before i die i would vomit on your face and make YOU choke.
Now go grow up...a lot,
then come back,maybe then your lyrics wont be so wack

aah Peruvian Devil not responding to my rhyme i see, like i said "dont battle me cus ill hurt you all" :p

yeah, CC your rhymes aren't half bad mate:thumbsup: