They call me a minute man// The only reason that is, is because I will be done with you in a minute MAN// The girl who had to have said that had to of been you mom// The only thing you grip in you hand is your dick in your palm// So you say you standin while you do that I am flying// I told you not to say you gonna shoot me cuz that will be lying// You think the only way you can get your point across is with something you don’t have// You couldn’t ever beat me even with help from ya dad// Call this a race and you ain’t ready to run// You gayer than Disney’s playhouse of fun// You couldn’t make it to the top cuz your money is already spent// No one would buy your rhymes not even for one cent// You say you got a clip for ya automatic// A clip is a pic of the gun you said I wish I could have it// Even with holyfields body you are still weak// I am glad this is text cuz I couldn’t bare to hear you speak// You say I am watered down and I still couldn’t get you wet// But state me correct I found some evidence so I just had to detect// Trust me its your rep that I am about to wreck// so don’t show me any respect just listen to the concept// you say you walk around with a fucking gun// how can that be when you ain’t never seen one// the closest shooter you have ever seen is you dick BUT// you looked inside and your eye got stuck shut// my rhymes keep going and with yours I will pause it// you like your old Halloween suit you scared to come out the closet// Verbal venom I just put that poisen in him// Like a country boy and a deer I had to skin him//This is like the big show vs. chris Jericho I had to pin him// oh yeah you have used that sit down while you standin line before// you suck worse than a 50 cent whore// I could go all day off the top of my dome// the only clip you could have would hold your cell phone// I never spit shit twice// cuz I am just that nice// my words will have you itchin like if you had lice// man I was wishin that you were competition// instead of battling you I would rather be pissin// I am done with this dude you pissed me off// you like when the doctor says bend over and cough// I would keep writing but its too much for your brain// next time don’t come at that dude called $ANE// its your lost and its not me to blame// call me a blizzard cuz this dude is rain// my rhymes are so cold and he is has just felt the pain!!! FUCKING PUNK!!! Comment Only
Posted on: 2006-05-28 16:14:07

my verse didn't show so i had to write another fucking one thats to much fucking typing man Comment Only
Posted on: 2006-05-28 16:14:53

that made me mad Comment Only
Posted on: 2006-05-28 16:15:41

my last one was better Comment Only
Posted on: 2006-05-28 16:16:00

the only thing i didn't like is that your shit sounded similar to mine but other than that you doing it big keep it up Comment Only
Posted on: 2006-05-28 17:19:26

verbal all da way Voted: RokkoDaDon / sick vicious
Posted on: 2006-05-28 17:35:55

verbal. Voted: RokkoDaDon / sick vicious
Posted on: 2006-05-29 13:01:38

aite Voted: RokkoDaDon / sick vicious
Posted on: 2006-05-29 15:51:11

verbal Voted: RokkoDaDon / sick vicious
Posted on: 2006-05-30 21:52:43