trap.
02-01-2013, 08:04 PM
Lights, Camera, Action
The Director
your flows suck..these kids are refusing to grow up
we got 'em confused like a squirrel chewin his own nutts
Please father forgive this team of misfits and midgets
your girls where my dick is, you can 'Xhibit' how she 'Liks' it
E got feeble rhymes Pulse can't back like weakend spines
these fucks couldn't put two lines together with an equal sign
if the detective can't find your murderers? listen in close
cause you can find a link to their deaths by clickin this post....
What are you doing? Keep Filmin!!!
KeepFilmin
"Bodyparts in the mail", oh you tryna be grim?
You want a piece of me, you gotta wait in line for these limbs.
The truth as of now? You losin this round.
I golden shower you 2 little clowns like King Midas on a cumulus cloud.
Ill make your status drop in a day;
then book flight tickets for yall to 2 different states; shock and dismay
Today ya loss occurs, but ya'll displayed alotta nerve,
thinkin' the Earth revolve around yall like 2 arrogant, gay astronomers.
Kid you think I'll get abolished by you?
The only Equation equaling us on the mic is Victory divided by 2.
Oh shit,wait. Who I'm bout to bust on next?
This nigga Pulse served his purpose cause he just got checked.
Dont even try me, yall some passive chumps,
who couldnt burst into Rage if you fucked that broad with afro puffs.
The first round is done so relax and let the votes emerge.
I would suggest crackin a brew but yall lost the opener.
say cheese
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Body Parts Through The Mail
Pulse:
Lights, Camera, Action... too bad these kids aren't ready to shoot
I'm in steady pursuit, with a machete to do some heavy abuse
what's your petty excuse? you'll be pummelled to nothing more than bloody forms
I come with stunning force... don't worry, I'm sure you'll make a lovely corpse
I searched and I found that your rhymes are only good for dispersing a crowd
shit, I've got these fags with their 'hands up' like they're 'learnin to count'
I'm urged to announce that 'Radius' is the perfect jerk to 'run circles around'
and Keep Filmin claims he 'holds weight' cuz the camera earns him some pounds
this is a certain account... shit, I'll cut your jugular, cuz blood is lovelier
than lookin at your ugly mugs, ya fuckin pitiful sons of a...
now LCA's fucked, like their ass was probed when they grabbed the soap
you'll be viewing life through a shattered scope, barely clinging to tattered hope
Equation:
Now theres no turning back, I twist what you say like journalists/
you cats get played like dissin team names will be in the tournament/
get hung like ornaments, anything yall says not pertinent/
and Im supplied to house yall via Home Depot and Pergament/
and further more, these guys are out of sorts like tim burtons hair/
the name Radius fits…wishin that half his lines werent there/
these herbs are scared since its not lyrics but blood spilled instead/
we got this battle in the bag, took the brown one over Filmins head/
I bet their faces feeling red, the only way to save the embarrassment/
Is for them to start dressing like guys, stop wearing Donna Karen shit!/
yall have no clue what skill is about, why are yall feeling so proud/
Radius is on his partners dick so bad, I smack the Film from his mouth/
The Director
your flows suck..these kids are refusing to grow up
we got 'em confused like a squirrel chewin his own nutts
Please father forgive this team of misfits and midgets
your girls where my dick is, you can 'Xhibit' how she 'Liks' it
E got feeble rhymes Pulse can't back like weakend spines
these fucks couldn't put two lines together with an equal sign
if the detective can't find your murderers? listen in close
cause you can find a link to their deaths by clickin this post....
What are you doing? Keep Filmin!!!
KeepFilmin
"Bodyparts in the mail", oh you tryna be grim?
You want a piece of me, you gotta wait in line for these limbs.
The truth as of now? You losin this round.
I golden shower you 2 little clowns like King Midas on a cumulus cloud.
Ill make your status drop in a day;
then book flight tickets for yall to 2 different states; shock and dismay
Today ya loss occurs, but ya'll displayed alotta nerve,
thinkin' the Earth revolve around yall like 2 arrogant, gay astronomers.
Kid you think I'll get abolished by you?
The only Equation equaling us on the mic is Victory divided by 2.
Oh shit,wait. Who I'm bout to bust on next?
This nigga Pulse served his purpose cause he just got checked.
Dont even try me, yall some passive chumps,
who couldnt burst into Rage if you fucked that broad with afro puffs.
The first round is done so relax and let the votes emerge.
I would suggest crackin a brew but yall lost the opener.
say cheese
------------------------------------------------
Body Parts Through The Mail
Pulse:
Lights, Camera, Action... too bad these kids aren't ready to shoot
I'm in steady pursuit, with a machete to do some heavy abuse
what's your petty excuse? you'll be pummelled to nothing more than bloody forms
I come with stunning force... don't worry, I'm sure you'll make a lovely corpse
I searched and I found that your rhymes are only good for dispersing a crowd
shit, I've got these fags with their 'hands up' like they're 'learnin to count'
I'm urged to announce that 'Radius' is the perfect jerk to 'run circles around'
and Keep Filmin claims he 'holds weight' cuz the camera earns him some pounds
this is a certain account... shit, I'll cut your jugular, cuz blood is lovelier
than lookin at your ugly mugs, ya fuckin pitiful sons of a...
now LCA's fucked, like their ass was probed when they grabbed the soap
you'll be viewing life through a shattered scope, barely clinging to tattered hope
Equation:
Now theres no turning back, I twist what you say like journalists/
you cats get played like dissin team names will be in the tournament/
get hung like ornaments, anything yall says not pertinent/
and Im supplied to house yall via Home Depot and Pergament/
and further more, these guys are out of sorts like tim burtons hair/
the name Radius fits…wishin that half his lines werent there/
these herbs are scared since its not lyrics but blood spilled instead/
we got this battle in the bag, took the brown one over Filmins head/
I bet their faces feeling red, the only way to save the embarrassment/
Is for them to start dressing like guys, stop wearing Donna Karen shit!/
yall have no clue what skill is about, why are yall feeling so proud/
Radius is on his partners dick so bad, I smack the Film from his mouth/