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02-18-2013, 05:44 PM
Manic D
fuck you, stupid bitch...i get gully when recitin the curses
i think youre a faggot...but canes gayer for writin ya verses
i'll put 1 in ya knee so you can walk with his name...
...'land' a few punches, n give you a whole world of pain
yah cant take care of ya hoe either...how the fuck you gonna marry her..
...after her water broke and all you did was get a janitor
you try too hard to say im mexican, no jokes get stuck on the mastahs pen
cause all the fruits of ya labor get sold in my fams establishment
nebs got weak attmepts wich arent provin well
ya shits like cather in the rye...most that read it shoot themselves
you bitchin bout shit thats old, youve become a fuckin joke
i'd say ya shits 'straight drama'...but its more like Queer as Folk
dudes known to print his wins, this losers out of his gord
makes 2 copies...
1 for his moms fridge, another for the school bulletin board
i'll take this nig out oldschool, tighten the ends thats loose
cause nebs the type to roll with the punches, and hang around the noose
i beat the funniest dude on the net, i hope it dont trouble you
i got nebs kickin 'Himself' for this L like i did...but i was after a W
only got time for 18..gluck fam
Nebulotic
serge dot T: yo you act?
ACADbynature: yup
serge dot T: i envy you yo
serge dot T: i love actin yo
Wanna be a Phenom on the boards? I can show ya the answer:
Cuz after this he won't be alone cryin over a fracture
And ya dyin hopes as an actor? Pray for jobs in shippin, else
If ya character's dope...you'd be playin opposite yaself
Berate this cat quick...and before he gets over it
He'll break down in saabs like poor Swedish motorists
Return ta ya crib, crawl in the hole 'fore drama unfolds
I'll fuckin cut ya throat up, like ya neck had volume control
You in poverty yo--you ain't a menacin' thug, ya saggin
A pair of Lees...old as the original Double Dragons
Then there's ya mom; none know the dad of the life that this parent spawned
Bitch had more johns on the side, than the cite of a marathon
I am the paragon of blazin' raps kid, my blade'll hack bits
Of ya mug, my aim in that shit is rearrangin the face of wackness
fuck you, stupid bitch...i get gully when recitin the curses
i think youre a faggot...but canes gayer for writin ya verses
i'll put 1 in ya knee so you can walk with his name...
...'land' a few punches, n give you a whole world of pain
yah cant take care of ya hoe either...how the fuck you gonna marry her..
...after her water broke and all you did was get a janitor
you try too hard to say im mexican, no jokes get stuck on the mastahs pen
cause all the fruits of ya labor get sold in my fams establishment
nebs got weak attmepts wich arent provin well
ya shits like cather in the rye...most that read it shoot themselves
you bitchin bout shit thats old, youve become a fuckin joke
i'd say ya shits 'straight drama'...but its more like Queer as Folk
dudes known to print his wins, this losers out of his gord
makes 2 copies...
1 for his moms fridge, another for the school bulletin board
i'll take this nig out oldschool, tighten the ends thats loose
cause nebs the type to roll with the punches, and hang around the noose
i beat the funniest dude on the net, i hope it dont trouble you
i got nebs kickin 'Himself' for this L like i did...but i was after a W
only got time for 18..gluck fam
Nebulotic
serge dot T: yo you act?
ACADbynature: yup
serge dot T: i envy you yo
serge dot T: i love actin yo
Wanna be a Phenom on the boards? I can show ya the answer:
Cuz after this he won't be alone cryin over a fracture
And ya dyin hopes as an actor? Pray for jobs in shippin, else
If ya character's dope...you'd be playin opposite yaself
Berate this cat quick...and before he gets over it
He'll break down in saabs like poor Swedish motorists
Return ta ya crib, crawl in the hole 'fore drama unfolds
I'll fuckin cut ya throat up, like ya neck had volume control
You in poverty yo--you ain't a menacin' thug, ya saggin
A pair of Lees...old as the original Double Dragons
Then there's ya mom; none know the dad of the life that this parent spawned
Bitch had more johns on the side, than the cite of a marathon
I am the paragon of blazin' raps kid, my blade'll hack bits
Of ya mug, my aim in that shit is rearrangin the face of wackness