trap.
01-25-2013, 03:56 PM
01-29-2003
louis premier
yo....
why battle kid?..... dudes bit more "wrappers" then texas hookers!!/
my infer red beams will expload his head with steam..like pressure cookers!!/
and my artilary is packed, equiped to leave Cryogen plenty dent/
fuck bow wow, i'll merk this bitch with guns the size of fifty cent!!!!/
whore is u insane? i'll leave u blood stained, bizaar scar frames!!/
this kids a weak ass Text-C..missin dunks like MJ at tha all star game/
dumbo..shoot at me-n-i'll swat ya shots back like Mutumbo!!/
and then hide ya fat ass so far..ya folks gotta call Columbo!!/ http://i.timeinc.net/ew/img/page/columbo.jpg
no joke i'll smoke this nicka for 5 votes.... like a nickle bag of coke/
n if that don't work, i'll kill em by stuffin snickers down his throat/
he's a piglet, look at em rubbin his belly...why is dude so fat?/
i know how to trim him down...just run from em, wit food on ya back!!/
god damn...do have to pop in his home-n-pop slugs in his dome?/
i'll just leave em alone..no use in abusin a kid wit down syndrome!/
Cryogen
*Struts in wit Writers Block...It's on.
http://www.louisville.edu/~arshar01/pic2
Keyed for Viewing Pleasure.
Just ask my other victims, Those I've torn know//
Like Signs, I'll plow Designs inta Loui's Corn Rows//
It's Pressure Time Mayne, I aint letting off till I hear a crack//
Snap ya spine in 2, and leave ya running off like a halfback//
Come on LB Step to Cryo..So I can quickly blaze ya ass//
Loui's like Mobile home garbage, nothing but trailor trash//
Sick With a verse, Leaving Loui Blazed when I fuckin' bust//
My hats would be off to you, only in a sudden gust//
LB ya too old for this shit, Wait till the thunder hits//
Cuz u aint over the hill, I left ya buried under it//
Ending...I'm done....
louis premier
yo....
why battle kid?..... dudes bit more "wrappers" then texas hookers!!/
my infer red beams will expload his head with steam..like pressure cookers!!/
and my artilary is packed, equiped to leave Cryogen plenty dent/
fuck bow wow, i'll merk this bitch with guns the size of fifty cent!!!!/
whore is u insane? i'll leave u blood stained, bizaar scar frames!!/
this kids a weak ass Text-C..missin dunks like MJ at tha all star game/
dumbo..shoot at me-n-i'll swat ya shots back like Mutumbo!!/
and then hide ya fat ass so far..ya folks gotta call Columbo!!/ http://i.timeinc.net/ew/img/page/columbo.jpg
no joke i'll smoke this nicka for 5 votes.... like a nickle bag of coke/
n if that don't work, i'll kill em by stuffin snickers down his throat/
he's a piglet, look at em rubbin his belly...why is dude so fat?/
i know how to trim him down...just run from em, wit food on ya back!!/
god damn...do have to pop in his home-n-pop slugs in his dome?/
i'll just leave em alone..no use in abusin a kid wit down syndrome!/
Cryogen
*Struts in wit Writers Block...It's on.
http://www.louisville.edu/~arshar01/pic2
Keyed for Viewing Pleasure.
Just ask my other victims, Those I've torn know//
Like Signs, I'll plow Designs inta Loui's Corn Rows//
It's Pressure Time Mayne, I aint letting off till I hear a crack//
Snap ya spine in 2, and leave ya running off like a halfback//
Come on LB Step to Cryo..So I can quickly blaze ya ass//
Loui's like Mobile home garbage, nothing but trailor trash//
Sick With a verse, Leaving Loui Blazed when I fuckin' bust//
My hats would be off to you, only in a sudden gust//
LB ya too old for this shit, Wait till the thunder hits//
Cuz u aint over the hill, I left ya buried under it//
Ending...I'm done....