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01-26-2013, 04:20 PM
12-08-2001
Jeeps....
I own Dock from birth, till when he's thrown in the Hearst ~
Your rhyme needed help, that's why after this I will be quotin my verbs ~
This tike's big chested, only holding stones in his shirt ~
Taking residence 6 feet below, making a home in the dirt ~
Blown.... and this herb's, seeking mercy, roaming in church ~
Head in the clouds, Jeeps catapulting your dome off the Earth ~
Before I enter the pussy, Dock must've known it would hurt ~
You's a virgin with hymen scripts,and now I've broken your verse ~
Dock's a joke with the words, so I guess I'm clowning this jester now ~
Tit fucking his cleave, till I cum on his chest and brow ~
Then Jeeps is crowned, kick Dock's ass, when I step in bowels ~
Youre fair game, like b-ball players who step in bounds ~
I'm a bloodsucker, slicin your neck, taking nectar down ~
Split Spitz's dome in half, now he's second guessing the joust ~
Jeeps excel in nouns, so Dock stay close and take some good notes ~
I can't find a savory quote, in all you say in your posts ~
Dock's swaying the votes, with Judges shaking the boat ~
I'll eat your hottest, J's known for his Paganist roasts ~
I'm at your wake with the hopes, of raping your ghost ~
Eating Dockspitz for breakfast with some juice, making a toast ~
I see you urinating your clothes, 'waist'-ing your flows ~
Dock couldnt get on wax, with all of it caked in his lobes ~
I'm breaking your bones, and remain fitting my tourban ~
Dock wallows in shit, Jeeps consistent in splitting a vermin ~
I shit on the Tourneys, Sprayin Sick?, you only come ILL spitting up herpes ~
I'll respond to Dock, right after he spits something worthy ~
Dockspitz....
Explodin' the scene cause you flow like ya scream, to "drive" you insane "Jeeps", i'd just throw ya the keys// i know when ya bleed and won't ressurect your life, this herbs dead and yes "word spreads" but i betcha still stretch ya lines// better getcha-nine, i'll never ingest-this-kind, but i'll testify that this pest-just-died once i caressed-his-mind// better jet-Mcfly and head back to the future, lucks out, catchin' snakes eyes like ya tackled Madusa// i'll attack and abuse ya, just stoppin' niceness, and offin' Life kids once thier "cheap asses" heard i was droppin' prices// i'm droppin' knives in to cut the fat.....try fasting.....in high class scene's i'm mind thrashin' empires while you just die-nasty// (dynasty) // bypassin' the best people they just can't test evil, get over the loss, makin' a big deal outta nothin', like a stretch Beetle// rest feeble arguments, don't compete with fed minds, seek the dead kind or run into Dock and meet the deadline!// my name is that nasty-taste-your-coughing-up, red in your throat now meant to be broke like glasses-taped-to-boxin'-gloves// "Craps" ingraved in coffee mugs so "swollow your pride", all in your eyes, your full of shit on the exterior but hollow inside// your followin' mine but mind what you've chosen, bitin' exposes why i stuffed your chain down your throat, cause "silence is golden".....................
Jeeps....
I own Dock from birth, till when he's thrown in the Hearst ~
Your rhyme needed help, that's why after this I will be quotin my verbs ~
This tike's big chested, only holding stones in his shirt ~
Taking residence 6 feet below, making a home in the dirt ~
Blown.... and this herb's, seeking mercy, roaming in church ~
Head in the clouds, Jeeps catapulting your dome off the Earth ~
Before I enter the pussy, Dock must've known it would hurt ~
You's a virgin with hymen scripts,and now I've broken your verse ~
Dock's a joke with the words, so I guess I'm clowning this jester now ~
Tit fucking his cleave, till I cum on his chest and brow ~
Then Jeeps is crowned, kick Dock's ass, when I step in bowels ~
Youre fair game, like b-ball players who step in bounds ~
I'm a bloodsucker, slicin your neck, taking nectar down ~
Split Spitz's dome in half, now he's second guessing the joust ~
Jeeps excel in nouns, so Dock stay close and take some good notes ~
I can't find a savory quote, in all you say in your posts ~
Dock's swaying the votes, with Judges shaking the boat ~
I'll eat your hottest, J's known for his Paganist roasts ~
I'm at your wake with the hopes, of raping your ghost ~
Eating Dockspitz for breakfast with some juice, making a toast ~
I see you urinating your clothes, 'waist'-ing your flows ~
Dock couldnt get on wax, with all of it caked in his lobes ~
I'm breaking your bones, and remain fitting my tourban ~
Dock wallows in shit, Jeeps consistent in splitting a vermin ~
I shit on the Tourneys, Sprayin Sick?, you only come ILL spitting up herpes ~
I'll respond to Dock, right after he spits something worthy ~
Dockspitz....
Explodin' the scene cause you flow like ya scream, to "drive" you insane "Jeeps", i'd just throw ya the keys// i know when ya bleed and won't ressurect your life, this herbs dead and yes "word spreads" but i betcha still stretch ya lines// better getcha-nine, i'll never ingest-this-kind, but i'll testify that this pest-just-died once i caressed-his-mind// better jet-Mcfly and head back to the future, lucks out, catchin' snakes eyes like ya tackled Madusa// i'll attack and abuse ya, just stoppin' niceness, and offin' Life kids once thier "cheap asses" heard i was droppin' prices// i'm droppin' knives in to cut the fat.....try fasting.....in high class scene's i'm mind thrashin' empires while you just die-nasty// (dynasty) // bypassin' the best people they just can't test evil, get over the loss, makin' a big deal outta nothin', like a stretch Beetle// rest feeble arguments, don't compete with fed minds, seek the dead kind or run into Dock and meet the deadline!// my name is that nasty-taste-your-coughing-up, red in your throat now meant to be broke like glasses-taped-to-boxin'-gloves// "Craps" ingraved in coffee mugs so "swollow your pride", all in your eyes, your full of shit on the exterior but hollow inside// your followin' mine but mind what you've chosen, bitin' exposes why i stuffed your chain down your throat, cause "silence is golden".....................