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trap.
01-25-2013, 03:58 PM
01-31-2003


Flo

http://briefcase.yahoo.com/daytonabeach83
Pjk's pic page.. peep 'um if you aint seen 'um..

Iyte, bitch, check it..

I dropped first in our 4 bouts, you wrechid whore
An its just further proof my lines is ahead a' yours...

ha...

Ya set isnt shit, and I light shit up like Edison did,
I'm venomous bitch.. so dope I make mescilin trip...
Its evident kid, your weak n' I spark wit the truth
An truth is... Ya little sister looks harder than you
I'm scarrin' this dude.. Wit a flo like costal breeze,
And when I post this key even Bone'll vote for me
It's hopeless g, youve fallen off n' ya shits a mess
Only thing your on top of??... Is ya sisters breasts..

Yo, I'll beat ya salty n' ya just as weak as always,
Cuz ya straightest lines are in between ya multies...
So stop frontin' like ya hard... you skilless coward,
Ya soft like cereal that been sittin' in milk feh hours....
I'm ill with power..An in rhyme bouts I slice vowels
So die now, cuz ya flows choppy like ya eye brows
Look at ya bitch ass.. you aint holdin' weghit dude
And if it came right down to it... Del could take you.....

lmao @ that beenie? ya lookin more than awful dogg
Guess ya multies aint the only thing ya forcin' off the top?

PoizonusJK

*kat caught HIV or AIDS from some chick on his block...can't find the link to the thread tho...and y'all can read his damn name...

you a lame-dismayed, an all of ya rap skills've juss drained-away
since i've beat you almost as many timez as u've changed-ya-name!
i'm-a up an slice-knotz with knife-chopz...get real son, why-not
but fuck it, you ain't worth the time like an overpriced-watch!
left-ya-leakin, ya testin-demonz of a highly vexin-genius
bitch!! beefin with me's like ya STD...'death-is-creepin'!!
axe bladez preenin-ya-bare, i'll even pay creepin-to-dare
rappin at P', ya style's 'washed up' cuz you in a sea-of-despair!
stuck-wit-the-next-pump, in the mud-as-a-wet-slump
now ya 'screwed yaself', cuz battlin me, ya 'fuckin-wit-'death''-son!!
my steez'-kill-ya, creep's-iller? please, ya rhymez is weak-filler
let the speech-drill-ya, an flip this herb like a weed-dealer!
skull-sliced, noise-shootin to leave ya jointz-ruined
cuz ur verses resemble dull-knivez, there'z never a point-to-'em!!
drown-ya-verb-matter, ya gettin down-in-dirt-faster
tryna act hard, but u can't play the role, like outta-work-actorz!
u nothin-in-truth, the slut-of-ya-crew, get stuck-in-ya-tooth
an i must've caught ya disease, cuz i'm 'gettin sick' of 'fuckin-wit-you'!!
words-spray till earth-shakez, burn you the worst-way
beat ya 'four timez', now i'm 'bout to 'take five' like a work-break!!!!!