trap.
01-28-2013, 03:17 PM
02-19-2002
bbig/gibb (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=743)
Richard Corey this is your demise!
This green lantern disrupts dks’s brain waves and they~plain~patterns”/
Decapitate these kats wit phenomena and leave tha men~slain~scattered/
This atrosity couldn’t box wit me if I gave tha (w)rapper a cutter to unlock tha steez/
I stock ya dreams, attack wit speed, this kid is a narcoleptic, dk runs his sleep/
Corrupt minds and tangle spines, so u wack n crooked kats get it str8 next time/
Liquid swords = rhymes divine, tha next level emcees, who strike by surprise/
We hide in tha night, and cut wit these knives that mutate to swords when i remove ya “chords”/
I make a mockery of this operative, project coreys “mal(e) functions” get him “torn”/*
Bbig game huntin uses this bitch for sport, subtract his ribs from his back, so his rhymes can cop tha relapse/
I attract tha smacks of extremeities from giants and tha fable spittin in ya story raps/
I mask tha laughs so “future” feelings can “present” missed-conduct as tha “past”/
U think u tight and assassinatin sites wit raps-that-lack while dk denies u audio and u switch to ls for sake of maintaing track/
This is tha battle that leaves backs slashed, wit a gash tha size of my fist when I imprinted my lines/
As u walk backwards as to attract praise- like drunken test provide these bitches lines are supplied/
Liquid swords burns tha soul and creates tha holes, while I got u feeling open wit no place to go/
But, tha story gets told and ya rhymes get bold~ u recieve compliments from “respected vets” wit absolutely “no posts”/**
*hes gay-he gets torn-c’mon peeps
**he gets no compliments
Richard Corey (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=6)
16 lines of mayhem!!
Oh-kay, here we go again, with one of these wack mothaf*ckas!
Wants to b-be "b-big" and scary, but the b-bitch always stutters!
PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURGE!!!!!
All this wackness must "Cease a Lil'", your Mafia is Junior, kid!
My abusive hymns make Bbig scream so hard he'll lose a rib!
Nueter newbies quick; ya ass is used to d*ck, so my boot loosely fits!
Bruisin' spits intrude through limbs and exit the flesh and loosin' skin!!
Insane braniac, enslavin cats with a mainframe of crazy raps
Ya name is wack, you ain't BBIG, I'm the reason he decides to "take it back"
Right GIBB? Tighten your lips, d*ck sucker gettin' high off the gizz!
You "wanna bite wood" b*tch, then taste the side of my timbs!
Smack the face of a punk! This dark night, you won't be wakin' up from
This vegan, toss so many salads it's changin' the shade of his tongue!
Now that can't be healthy! I'll stick to chewin' beef till I lose my teeth
and melt peeps' crews with heat, I front lines like artillary shootin' debree!!
You suck and bite so much! Wait, how the f*ck did you get in my avatar?
I'ma rip out his f*ckin' organs!! C'mon Richard, "have a heart!"
bbig/gibb (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=743)
Richard Corey this is your demise!
This green lantern disrupts dks’s brain waves and they~plain~patterns”/
Decapitate these kats wit phenomena and leave tha men~slain~scattered/
This atrosity couldn’t box wit me if I gave tha (w)rapper a cutter to unlock tha steez/
I stock ya dreams, attack wit speed, this kid is a narcoleptic, dk runs his sleep/
Corrupt minds and tangle spines, so u wack n crooked kats get it str8 next time/
Liquid swords = rhymes divine, tha next level emcees, who strike by surprise/
We hide in tha night, and cut wit these knives that mutate to swords when i remove ya “chords”/
I make a mockery of this operative, project coreys “mal(e) functions” get him “torn”/*
Bbig game huntin uses this bitch for sport, subtract his ribs from his back, so his rhymes can cop tha relapse/
I attract tha smacks of extremeities from giants and tha fable spittin in ya story raps/
I mask tha laughs so “future” feelings can “present” missed-conduct as tha “past”/
U think u tight and assassinatin sites wit raps-that-lack while dk denies u audio and u switch to ls for sake of maintaing track/
This is tha battle that leaves backs slashed, wit a gash tha size of my fist when I imprinted my lines/
As u walk backwards as to attract praise- like drunken test provide these bitches lines are supplied/
Liquid swords burns tha soul and creates tha holes, while I got u feeling open wit no place to go/
But, tha story gets told and ya rhymes get bold~ u recieve compliments from “respected vets” wit absolutely “no posts”/**
*hes gay-he gets torn-c’mon peeps
**he gets no compliments
Richard Corey (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=6)
16 lines of mayhem!!
Oh-kay, here we go again, with one of these wack mothaf*ckas!
Wants to b-be "b-big" and scary, but the b-bitch always stutters!
PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURGE!!!!!
All this wackness must "Cease a Lil'", your Mafia is Junior, kid!
My abusive hymns make Bbig scream so hard he'll lose a rib!
Nueter newbies quick; ya ass is used to d*ck, so my boot loosely fits!
Bruisin' spits intrude through limbs and exit the flesh and loosin' skin!!
Insane braniac, enslavin cats with a mainframe of crazy raps
Ya name is wack, you ain't BBIG, I'm the reason he decides to "take it back"
Right GIBB? Tighten your lips, d*ck sucker gettin' high off the gizz!
You "wanna bite wood" b*tch, then taste the side of my timbs!
Smack the face of a punk! This dark night, you won't be wakin' up from
This vegan, toss so many salads it's changin' the shade of his tongue!
Now that can't be healthy! I'll stick to chewin' beef till I lose my teeth
and melt peeps' crews with heat, I front lines like artillary shootin' debree!!
You suck and bite so much! Wait, how the f*ck did you get in my avatar?
I'ma rip out his f*ckin' organs!! C'mon Richard, "have a heart!"