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May 21, 04
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ended the sentence's with all the rhymy words to make following easier.
2nd half is touchy feely so deal with it. ---------------- all this flack from the people watching my back over all that's been injested tried and tested true to my heart you're the boys id die for over and over the last thing i'd do would be to o.d. and leave from this world and leave you with even a hint of shame bro- you're my 4 leaf clover but why do ya got to be this way all on my back can't you leave me be don't you trust me enough to keep track of my life and the things that enter and leave it alone to the world born into nothing back to back we were one and the same don't let this shit come in between the bond that's been concrete to the stones brought down, nothing can me us incomplete ya gottta place some trust in the faith that has brought us through the rough and the bad the happy and the sad- times that'll bounce back ---- and then there are those who try to be seen there's no black or white, only grey in between the hours spent trying to hide to find a quiet place to sit down and cry about all the injustice, the pain and the shame, but life can't be fair so just play the game death can ruin more than the life lost, the unpredictable cost of a disappearing soul that was important to all around despair comes to light when all else fails, too weak and strong, solid or frail. giving in to the emotions just lets the game win, but fighting on is a must, don't ever give in you really have more than anyone knows but you've got to stop and think, that's just how it goes. love can be fo und in hearts all around, just open your eyes. don't let yourself drown in your own tears and sobs unwrenched from your gut. take what you're given and call it your 'cut' of what's out there to have if you look at the best, you'll beat the game and pass the test. look for the sunrise, in the break of the day then wait for sunset to go on it's way, then do it again cuz that's how it goes lifes not bad, just gotta stay on your toes. 
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Jun 07, 04
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Jun 08, 04
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Your rhymes are juvenile, they're unappreciated;
I see this kind of shit all the time and I hate it. Anyone can write rhymes and pretend he's got rhythm But then it often turns out there's a schizm Between the syncopating ability that he pretends to have and possess While his actually lyrical skills on a microphone are just a mess If you can spit seriously post an mp3 For all i know you could be a typing monkey. Probably you're, just another hurting, White boy, high school attending suburban. Hang out on the corner with a 40 of old E Wishin' you were motherfucking Snoop Dogg or Eazy E. Far as I can tell, you are just frontin'; You have to be able to back it up with something. I'm sorry but I just had to diss, Don't take it too hard you're an easy target Hard to miss.
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Jun 08, 04
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Jun 08, 04
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ILL EVEN STEAL YOUR SHITTY RHYME SCHEME. STONY B STOLE ALL YA SHIT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT. i can ride your beat/ like i stole your bike/ jack you for your shoes/ tell you to take a hike/ it only took my words/ 6 bars in a song/ to make your girlfriend throw/ your shit out on the lawn/ can't even get to the club/ they wont let you inside/ because i yanked your wallet/ when i took your pride/ and when i drove your ride/ to the wrecking crew/ the cops didn't care/ they know you suck too!/ made off with half your socks/ so your feet all clash/ gag your sister with one/ when im fucking her ass/ bitch wont shut up/ i know she's all into me/ ever since i rolled up/ and ganked her virginity/ when im done with that ho/ ill give her to my crew/ they used to be your friends/ but i took them all too/ PS I SEXED YOUR BABYSITTER
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Jun 08, 04
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HOW BOUT I PUT MY FOOT IN YO ASS AND U CAN SUCK MY COCK FOR ALL THE INTERNET CRED YOU NEED YA LITTLE WHITEBOYPRISSYBITCH?!?! (please for the good of society as a whole...stay in school or kill yourself now.)
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Jun 08, 04
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What the fuck is this Internet Rhyme crap?
Do you expect to reel in the bitches when you spell in all Caps? You're just an example of a sketchy fucker from the Surrey Camp Time for you to go back to School, 'cause when you can spell you don't look like a fool Too bad it's too late that you have to pay to get a date, Thanx for coming out, I've got better things to do than sit here and out rhyme you. w3rd...
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Jun 08, 04
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LEARN TO INTERNET RHYME OR GET OUT OF HERE, YOU'RE DISSES ARE WEAKER THAN WHEN YOU TRY TO DO A PUSH UP.
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Jun 08, 04
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i dont want to learn how to internet rhyme. internet rhyme is gay wank.
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Jun 09, 04
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Don't fucking diss my youth councilor dogg, or we will have to knife fight under the bridge.
As well my babysitter was a 43 year old man named Raymond. Did he enjoy your sexing? Last edited by Max Lazarus; Jun 09, 04 at 08:52 AM.
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Jun 10, 04
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there was this mark bitch named stoned B/thinkin, oh fuck, im an OG well really he wasnt/sittin in front of that computer fightin and cussin, bustin out dumb shit on keyboard, while i pimped his mom like a cheap whore. you think you can step up to this? bring yours hits and that gay shit you spit ? think quick before theres a hot 3-9 clip to your clit bitch.cause the next time i see you, and im fucked, and strapped with a weapon, you'll get your shit tossed, in maybe less then half a second, cause you'll get shot with a gun, but killed with a knife, go on, grab that trick bitch you call a wife and run for your life.
grab some nuts !
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Jun 10, 04
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ran off with half my socks ? bitch i'll run up in your hotbox, grab you by your gay locks, and steal both your socks. you think you can box me ? im hospitable, i take one glimpse at your face, lookin how imma get rid of you, cause these lyrical riddles i spit at you make people thinkin im killin you when really im just dissin you..i just rolled up to jack that gold 69' bagged malibu, to just drive by you the next day rockin some new 22's.
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Jun 10, 04
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I gave this to an mc once.
If i told you my truth, you'd probably run back to the gutter girls that you come from deeper down into your bi-polar hole unable to embrace this young lookin old soul your shook, your shock you wont even talk modest but proud in coyance, you hulks around in bitterwoes and bordance. I attempt to shine my reality in your face like a star, but widdle that way and get back up to par two minutes later your gone and i feel the scar foating in my mind for a minute or more til i see your an't ready to settle the score. No now no never, even though your rebuttles are clever your walk is wild diminishing rapidly from that B-boy stlye that drives me.. that dives into me and twist me all sweet can't pretend like i wouldn't provide you with something yummy to eat. Its not defeat-it your and yes, in those eyes i saw a light but it never lingered long enough or went through me very far. It only reminded me of what im looking for,and no its not you with your cuffs and white shoes. No, its not you with them specs all sexy.. No its not you with cuddles hugs and intended embraces. no, its not your fear to combine races and trip to a jungle feversih place It just me wanting to be me, to stay me without intimidation. Yes, its me un-willing to deal with petty frustration. Dont fuck with my hear or pretend you feel we're down for in the scheme of thing, we're nothing right now. Sad, i'll be funny and you'll play mad Sad, i'll be understanding and you'll self-distruct Its Bad, how i settle for the low -no growth always wanting to help and change for the good but in your pressenc my motives all get misunderstood. I wanted a body to soulisify me to bliss, to teach me the master in a sexual kiss, skiled while i be im a good gir all the same, i dont pitter patter in every man's rain. Full on lust only comes once that's because, i keep my mortality in my eye, not giving into to every sucker who tries I use the intuitions and through them get high. Letting myself steer the wheel, glad now i havent broken my bil on poor causes, even if i still need some guidance in the selection process. Wow, i feel so naked right now its not even a joke. Sharing work isnt usually hard for me with friends and people who love me , but it is on here. Its not the best thing i ever wrote, but i like it, and that's what matters. Last edited by Tea; Jun 10, 04 at 02:21 AM.
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Jun 10, 04
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ok i think stony b is hilarious....hes got good punches and funny as wordplay n shit...
i guess if u cann this "internet rhyming" it sounds gayer then liberace in san fransisco...ive been doing this kinda shit for awhile now, and its called keystyling...basically like freestyling but jus typing instead of rapping...good practise and a good way to tighten up ur skills...if u think its hurtin, then thats cool but i enjoy it. Last edited by Dead Mike; Jun 10, 04 at 02:58 AM.
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