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Apr 04, 01
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O man absolutely weak, gotta start it though
Just go about your business, think not, think what was taught, and build up from that, live it as told, live it as u may, make it the way, you want to know, let the good show, not tha bad, dont live it sad, be glad, ur still around, be glad, your life is bound, for somethin greater than imagined, 
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Apr 04, 01
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haha
oh word up "G"! this thread is back!
dayammm i missed this thread almost put a bullet thru my head stain the carpet with a fluorescent red drugs fucked my blood or was it that microwaved crud? who fuckin' cares f&k is done it's repairs so enuf said i be postin' till i'm dead... heh...
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Apr 04, 01
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this requires thinking
of which i can not do i am too tired to think of you this could go on about how i hate guys but instead i'm ranting about how much i dispise being so tired that i can not write
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Apr 04, 01
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This is a funny one that I made up
sorry but im not a pro in fact im really horrible I saw the sun I ate a bun Oh my gosh hun! I saw a nun
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Apr 04, 01
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Apr 04, 01
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hmmm once again...
bitches; don't know how good this feel million dollar pays and thousand dollar meals for real? you've never even heard a bitch squeal or race jaguars on heavy weight wheels that's rite, static shock has gotten up to be knocked clocked, rocked and shot five times in the heart where to start, bobby is in here again to spit stickin' his dick where she shits, cuz the clit don't fit bitch admit, some mutha fuckers will turn off the lights if shock got on stage and was passed the mic...
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Apr 04, 01
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weeeeee. NECRO! ;]
no remorse.
cannibal corpse?! damn rights. got my TSOL, does that ring a bell? i just wanna fuck the dead, better sex in a coffin than bed. shove that dildo into their eyes, ramming too hard and still they don't cry. they don't care if i shoot in their hair, never leave me cuz they're always there. i love you my rotting beauty. do you love me? making love at night, creeping out by light, you are my lover, you are my queen, you're the prettiest lil dead girl, i have ever seen. does this rhyme make you sick? make you twitch and tick? it's just a rhyme about necros, from the young and talented neko. MEOW. hope you guys liked that as much as i did. ohyah. ;]
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Apr 05, 01
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it goes a lil sumting like dis:
chillin at home, on tha microphone, when outta no where, i hear, be prepared, five shots ringing at yo dome, tha mutha fuckin chrome, is what u herd, red is what u see, i gotta go take a pee so im outtie peace hahahaha first time doin dis shit i harsh sucks :011: :011: :011:
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Apr 05, 01
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li thong..
the war is on,
you come as a casualty, rip you apart like a animal,fatality, gracefully bowed out,but you still frontin', speackin werds bout heat but you aint got nuttin, talking bout cars with heavy weight tires, im bout real things and and building empires, you the reason parties get crashed, and real kats get smashed, passen negitive NRG faggot stick it in her ass,my skillz is far beyond a PROPHET'S IMAGINATION, since creation ive been rhyming what was printed in the book of REVELATIONS, it takes pacients to see beyond this "fake shit" like the MATRIX, i TRIP *****s like untied SHOE LACES, at faST paces i utter the basics of a emcees fakeness, my rhymes ATTRACT like magnets and metalic HEAD PLATELETS, im as sick as a GAY RAPIST, aint no way u can FAZE THIS, my style BLATENT creating HOSPITILIZED PACIENTS with HEAD BRACES......im the reason'S BASIS, slapping *****s mouths TASTELESS, face it, i'm crazy like white boys WASTED, i spit bad-news like "OH THE PACIENT DIDNT MAKE IT", no fake SHIT, NO HATE SHIT, u defeating me is DUE TO MENTAL LAZYNESS..my rhymes reverse time that's why im AGELESS........ fukk it deaded...... :017: :019: :017:
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Apr 05, 01
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Lemme try once more hehe.
Lightnin strike, Like dynamite! We got the freaky flow so lets do this aight? For the past few days, I been nothin but down everytime u talk with me my face has got a frown I always feel like things are goin down But now I been thinkin more Gotta get these shitty feelins out that door Tru life's a bitch, and its never gonna change But real happiness is not too far out of range we all got an invitation let's not cause too much a commotion we'll get to where we at, where we're suposed to be and when we get there we'll really be free shit, sometimes I worry too much always thinking it's the end but when i reach that dead end turns out it's just a bend, the road stretches farther just around the corner i wasn't able to see until i got there but now i found that life goes on and on and on we don even got to follow the road's not the only place to be we can jump right off the cliff into the sea we can catch some air and fly into the sky up high we can dig a friggin hole into the ground like a mole we'll be moving groovin explorin til this life is over and even after this life, we'll be around forever Hehe How was that?
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Apr 05, 01
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bitches try to act like they connected and packed
but i know one hit and you'z be on your back in fact, there ain't time for you to react so back up before you get smacked up youz and your actful strap, bitch i'ma hit you from every single angle after you get smacked and lyrically strangled and after i hit you as hard as i can you'll never even be able to get up again youz gonna suffer from true internal pain shot up, aimed and popped in the brain so i'ma wait here until shots are fired in the air youz acting like u never knew and that u juss didn't care but it's on, chicken head dance to this u won't be able to move once i act to this after i clean this ish and kill this bitch showin' who's it, u fucking pussy ass bitch.. that's wut i thought... Last edited by lil_thong; Apr 05, 01 at 11:46 PM.
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Apr 06, 01
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madd wac..
lmao this makes me laugh all the jibberish rap coming out your mouth.talking bout guns and killin niqqaz haha go to bed tupac.hahaha you aint no killa youz a hoe it says it in your name.....herb ass nammer.i laugh in your face computer thugs of 2oo1 haha.....
I speak with real words and do real things, you about frontin like you own these things, big guns,fancy cars, the only thing your doing is giving yourself mental scars, i can tell right now you one of those rich nammers, but in all actuality your a bitch getting crushed by my hammer, fuck it im through with your sorry ass, next time you post try to speak with some class, because your talking so much shit your heads turned into your ass....... :014:
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Apr 06, 01
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weeee.
what is this?
why can't i see. whatevers standing infront of me. what the funk. what the fuck. is it a raccoon or is it a duck. staggering home from the party. falling on the road, spilling my bacardi. too drunk to see. too drunk to care, this is the one time for me. that i actually feel free. fuck school. fuck your rules. fuck being a tool. or playing it cool. don't play me for a fool. this isn't what you're thinking. no, i haven't been drinking. no officer, i'm not drunk. what the funk. yes i'll walk the straight line, *stagger about*, see i'm fine. passing out in a gutter, waking up with a mind of clutter. feeling all grodgy like butter. mouths so dry i just mutter. fuckin' hang over. next friday i'll be sober.... ----- weeeeeeeee. ;]
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Apr 07, 01
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Here's one. Not that good. But it's raw emotion lol.
God i'm a poopy cross-poster :p 2 weeks gone by oh god how time can fly i can see the change think they make be a little too strange i can feel you here see you're here yet sometimes it seems like you're a mile away so far away i just can't undersand what i demand can't comprehend but i know it's not the end it can just be too much for me so hard to handle like a burning candle its wax runnin down turnin my blank face into a frown a frown of pain that does not refrain yet i can't complain never really can complain as we climbed up the grind i was always left behind it just blow my mind what i did fine too much change all too strange 2 weeks gone by oh god how time can fly
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Apr 07, 01
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rarrrrrrrr.
i'm not who you think i am.
i'm not your sheep, bitch or lamb. don't try and judge me. impress me. or catagorize me. i don't really care. let the stupid ppl stare. still not being fair... don't hold me responsible, don't hold me to the blame. WTF is this self proclaimed fame? we aren't the same. i'm too different from you to tame. i'm not gonna play these games. or reply to your flames. quote the raven, NEVER MORE NEVER MORE. stop on trying to play hardcore. never did i do say this before. NEVER MORE NEVER MORE but i'm gonna snap and knock you to the floor. throw you through my fuckin' door. make you all black and sore! if you don't stop being a fuckin' whore! --------------- RARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
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Apr 07, 01
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suicide
drinkin a bottle of cyanide does nothing but divide your problems on everyone else's side journey through the psycho's mind climb up to the mental grind the evil clockwork thinkin everyone's jerk against society beiing your one and only deity rejecting stressing thinking complainin fuck does it all have to end? can u not comprehend that life isn't perfect never was never will be so don't try to make it somethin that's complete coz there will always be a missing part for me for you and for everyone else too BTW this doesn't mean I'm judging people who have commited suicide. It's just MY point of view for myself.
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Apr 09, 01
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no one free styles no more...
2 steps up,
4 steps down. further from the top, closer to the ground. i'm closer to the floor. further than before. searching for more. the more i find, the more i'm torn. been dying the day i was born. no time to sit and mourn. i feel so tired and worn. what happened to me. what i used to be. i cant see. me. . . ... having trouble trying to sleep. not much sleep occurs when all i do is weep. about all ive lost and couldnt keep. about the lil parts dying inside of me. another thought. fought. caught. forgot. how does one win? and where do i begin? outside my flesh, this skin?? rip it out, it is of no use to anyone. used to live life just for fun. able to see the beauty in the sun. and now all this just irritates. what is real and what is fake? what is natural and what can be made? what will sparkle must fade. nothing is forever. k... not really a free style.. but i like it... no one free styles anymore.. erwin i like your stuff btw.
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Apr 09, 01
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bob.
i know.. good that you got it too.. haven't heard you freestyle in a while :(
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