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@south parks own
haterville, MI USA
Joined Mar 3, 2009
just tryna put ma city on ya dig.810 313 616 its our time
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jamezb1tches
Aug 10, 2009
baby dnt b tryna plai a chief...i'm higher than the ladi called mari jane u geek...refrain from speech...mizz cut and label beef...take a pump to the nose...cuz if i dump...u'll lose ya whole frontal lobe...like kobe...i jus hit the jump and go...tryna cum at me but u fukin blow...D.A.Y?...is that ur name kid...a pothead? i dnt remember the day kid...but i will remember the date kid..8-10-09 r.i.p...this is the dai u get murdered and raped kid...i'll call ur mom like do u kno where ur kids at it's 8 ??? KID...it looks like ur mom kidnapped an ape kid...i'm hotter than the pan that u bake in...u ain't a man NO.u fakin...gettin served bi this chik..on the MIC 'an...I AM A titan...if u aint hearing me...then bi*** i'm mike tyson...wrrittens i enlighten...i could brighten ur future bi the fukin sh*** im writing =ppp suck it...tee hee
jamezb1tches
Jul 31, 2009
I start off slow and I'm heat so I rise ABOVE...I could put ur brain in-side ur lungs...n*** push me and i will kick ur tush-ey...serving dudes how a pizza should be...deceased He could be,...tryna make a sexi pose...silencer on the gun...stretch and catch ya nose...wut n*** u ain't no? spit retarded got special flows... i could make ur green red like a fukin stem and rose...u couldnt write hotter sh***...if u put ur pen on coals...spit a sea i could choke u wit 10 tentacles...mail ur testicles...like aim -n- senddd....to ur x's whom u've never had sex wit jus the camera lense...here's where the glamour ends...and gramma bends..i'll kennedy ya ass wit ya grama in the benzzz...?YAH...i'm talkin to u...i spit a gas chamber u can copy a jew...i'd put this on a beat...but u'd probably sue...like mizz rashed me..sick nasty and hotter than u...u couldnt write this magic this sumtin harry pottter WOULD DOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
bi*** i will find u...killed u... since line 2... i spit homicide...call mi rhymes swine flu...u got a little problem...but I aint 9'2...but mind u i'm the dopest....i got the 9...2...i could double ya dosage...i could crumble and fold kids...u jus in it for show bizz...mi gat'll crack ya whole ribs...ur a let down...this aint battle rap...i'm spitting threats now...2nd round u shoulda left clown...madda fact back down...i aint puttin d gat down...got 2 ta share... I could hide behind ya computer chair and put ur brains on ur backround...