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battle or not pussy? ей сыкло? |
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dumb ass dunce! dreamin of my absence? dooork :D |
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говори, где тебя найти можно, пока меня не забанили... сука, за трещоткой следи... ебать, на английском пизди - не хочу, он же на русском выебнулся.... |
знал что ты зассыш,сыкло а если еще хоч *бало мне набить то модно встретиться. Слыш ты сыкло? |
Mugsy what up, you thought that you finish me? Sorry to rain on your parade, But your amature rhymes don’t mean shit tome. This is me, I’m da meanest rapper in da industry. I shine like a Christmas tree, or da neck of mr. t Ain’t no poppin or stopping me, goin hard on me. Pardon me, but I’ll show you how to rhyme words properly. Mugsy got skill like a girl. N I got the livest skill. All my rhymes is real, I stay high like cypress hill. I ain’t nothing less but the best when I’m messin with mikes. One of em messy types, hommie runsaway like Wesley snipes. Ya probably sittin home scared as shit. Hommie ain’t battling cause he scared to spit |
давай чрез час где хоч |
ахх, суко... лови, жду тебя... Алматы, Шашкина 40, кв. 38... приходи мааать, я тебе буду жопу рвааать... |
я знал что ты засышь. нех*я вы*быватьсья тагда, сосуночек, иди потренеруйся hommie's finished. mugsy atleast you ain't scared,hit me with some real dissin, ill be back today |
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1. читай правила, 2. читай внимательно 3. научись писать на русском 4. не пизди дохуя 5. дисс за диссом, ты просто гений, бля... |
сосуночек, ты лучше потренеруйся, и стукни када готов будешь. Не стоит на меня злиться из-за того что ты навы*бывался а читать не умеешь сосунок |
Cock back, stfu, mo fo, n listen dressin down, is the one that u missin? now check this out, u think u hot? tryin to get at me, gimme tha spot i swear i find u, i will reconstruct my writings, remember, i promised to smash ya clock... go get ur glock, get ur gunz and macs packed i'll be alone, while ur hood will be shocked By mass of ya click, that ure clubbed to prove me ur shit Bitch, i dont give a fuk, i spit on ur clit Talkin 2 much, ima cut ur tongue jus a lille bit its all about ur shit, dont wanna admit? sukka |
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i killed u already, both mentally n literally u got boring, one type, sik ass lines "Shinin lyka Christmas tree" :D , here, wheres ur fancy declines It's ok 2 believe in Santa, my son Not a son, jerk, whach got? parkinson? Go get sum medicine, hospital care There u can scare personnel, if u dare ure messin with mikes? ah? Michael J? hes the one whom u not resist to obey? whats wrong wichu, lil kid, dont be shy, he likes relations in H, give a try../ im sik of ur yells, clown, ur place in the circus Apes are the better choise, naw? maybe a worker? Ure suk, ur lines r lame and your prick is too little it's smaller than drop of tic-tac with xylitol... :D i call u the masta of dik sukin arts the craft where u teachin to suk n to fart... Sort of an anal talk-show with impediments instead of barriers, ure using excrements nasty dik blower, no one can be lower, kid go take a cover, i'll bust a shower of hot lead my rhymes lyka bulletz, theres nowhere to hide ill blow ur caps contentz outside if u mind halv-headed pranksta, fully cracked ass u achieved its all being presto, the battle where u got killed ive born in Bolivia, raised in Laos, loudspeakin streetz Sippin Crisp on the corpses of gunned down police... I was smokin when u shitted in pants, bwoy, in Huggies Locked down the industry, got all honies of state, hot bodies U suked a titty, when i rubbed it constantly, gettin it tight now ure barkin at ya fatha, lil sucka, get out of my sight.... u just committed suicide, what a catastrophy, shut ya head, bitch, dont look at me diagonaly ima at 12 o clock, bitch, pick up ur cap tell u 1 time, utha freak, u cant rap.... tell me again about fright and i show u how deep ur ass can be/// :netuz: |
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ME, MY, I.... dammmn, ure selv lova, a Narcissus... |
Mua-ha-ha-ha, rhyming "me", "-ing" and adverbs You're a CRAP superstar If I laugh little more now, my stomach would burst You're weaker by far Don't believe me – go ask Storony Ra My best shot? Keep dreaming, you ain't hot enough For me to start writing some good stuff You're stuffy like albums from Puffy You're "Laffy-Taffy", i gate-crash your party You're funny, you're my crash-test dummy Need an army of spoofs like you just to try me You're the kind of player who like leather oboe I'm the man who gives elbows to homos What, can't recognize "sinister", but responded to "sister"? There's a g@y parade in NY in two days, get enlisted First b!tching I spend too much time posting here Than crying I took time – you're a slut or a queer Try making your mind up – oh yeah, the reminder: A while ago I challenged you to put up your photo – It seems like you ain't trying to What happened? You're scared, dude? You're 2D like them DOOM sprites – No depth; you don't get it again, right? Go ask R2D2 – he'll explain what it's like You're the best-dressed man at funeral – Calm in the hearse; swiftly disposed of You're a sh!t, not a mineral: Not enough time in the earth You're the type to call cops and to do all the telling I'M A PIMP WITH NO CASH CUZ YOUR AZZ IS NOT SELLING |
anybody seen "da meanest rapper in da industry"? :dovolen: |
the devil's back no doubt in that luv's got a crack u c? it's shit.. the messed up words don't make a sense u think it hurts?- my soul's fenced. |
it's page thirteen, where's obe? minus one bad luck, like i said he's a clown |
Nadia, welcome |
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Th!$ all Lo0k$ gR3aT & !T do3$ fa$c!naT3 :) lol, i'm just kidding around, I am really bad at poem stuff :] |
mugsy, I'm here, little girl, don't worry I'll be back when you stop f*ckin around n atleast diss me. Your verses so pathetic, it makes me laugh, college boy. I've seen ya n ya girlfreind hommie. couple gay posers. |
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btw, u was a freaky hoe... :meat: moz, that shit will come here everyday jus to say that he'll be back, laughin, bakward punk azz mf... go bak to NY, yankee, tell ur friendz that u was a real pussy here... :horosho: |
what u talkin bout meanest rappers? i write my word on paper napkins y'all known but only ur sister,ur neighbour and maybe ur only fan the persons who knows u, mafucker tryin' to pull up to country of uncle sam ure tryin write black style u're usin their slang but we're different gotta do our own thang this shit crazy, stop do it ang give a thank 2 god, u was born in russia... |
яне зная английский:( :( :( так то мне сдесь делать не чего:( :( :( |
obe one и Hommie - вам предупреждение за ругань :skald: |
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