Whenever your done with you and HackPack, I'll be here. Waiting...
Whenever your done with you and HackPack, I'll be here. Waiting...
OH SHIT NIGGA, OH SHIT.
*pops popcorn*
This is gonna be good.
i already made a thread xD
heres what i used to battle him
Flow so sick you cough and cry,
Im so high i touch the sky,
Shoot yo ass and you ask why
Im like a fire, your like a butterfly..
Ur raps suck so much,
call it a deep throat
I'm not even startin what i wrote
I'm writin from start to finish
Actually, I will just replenish..
I will make you seem so diminish..
Pucker up,
Kiss my feet..
In my war, i command my fleet..
You so scared,
I make yo ass retreat..
With my handgun,
I will greet
We will battle,
on my street
The bullet in your throat,
is my treat..
In the end,
victory is sweet.
I was pming imsohoooood but he never wanted to battle with me
Create your rhyme first, and i'll reply to it.
yo battlin imsohoooood man where should i start?
your stinkin up this section like a rank ass fart
you shouldnt step to me, im like a fuckin god
i can tell cus you have so many of my songs on your ipod
ima blow yo ass up, each line is tearin at your skin
your bleeding hollow lines, regretting it as if it were a sin
but the only thing wrong here is how you think your gonna win
well, your not, cus as i reached for my last bottle of gin
i noticed your free's look a lot like the shit from my trash bin
and that's the truth, sorry but im hard like Simon Cowell
now ill sit here and wait for you to spit something foul
Bump, come on hoood
Are you kidding me right now? Who the fuck are you, just another skoopi-de-do? This shit is annoying I wish you knew. Who the fuck are you no-namers, I mean don't blame me, it's just a shame, i'm merking people like you, and no one knows you. I know, i'm kind of cruel, but i'm sorry, but I have to ask again, who the fuck are you? Just another tool, trying to act cool. You look like a fucking fool, with that Macaroni shit too. Please, don't come back, save yourself the shame, your parents are the one to blame, for making your life such a living shame. I know it's a pain. But please, don't try to rhyme for fame. Now, I must go, your girl needs to come and blow. Thanks for the laughter show.