Rap Music Round 2 Vs. T en T aka Tha Sickest
I like T en T, i flip his name around a lot...lol...TNT/T 'en' T/Tent/Ten T/ etc. lmao He's cool people though...Good luck to him.
Crash Battles
I'm Party Crasher aka RisK, and this is my battle page.
Lyrics
Maimin’ Ya voice box, it get torn out/
We know ya already gay that’s, why I’m settin *tent up wit some boy scouts*/
Puttin’ *cable to TNT*, so die hoe/
But you ain’t leavin’ *Scott free*, cuz the Steiners *quit Nitro/*
I’ma psycho...you just dummy in the crowd/
I’ll break ya teeth like a fork, so you feel funny in my mouth/
You ain’t safe in this warzone, why would you fight me?/
I’ll put aids in my wardrobe and wear out this white T/
I don’t believe this fags *Spanish*, wit clit in his frame/
It don’t mean you Masculine to spell *E -N* in your name/
Ya fam’s retarded, I bet those Goons stay fuckin’ you/
Computers stay expensive since a DZK wit some Bux is too much for you/
I’m bustin’ you...you will never end me/
I’ll hit ya balls wit an aluminum club when drivin’ ‘em off a *tin tee*(Ten T)/
*Beat Switch*
I palm grips these clips’ll knock rears/
Your mom says I got that bomb dick, *how you think you got here?*/
TNT get pounded, bitch you know you was wrong/
His name won’t explode, but you know he’ll blow up his doll/
Punk bitch ain’t seein’ me/
Since my Uncle Prince gay sex lines show up wit A T en T/(That’s a phone sex line?)
You get stuffed wit dick/
Sick won’t get *saved* in this battle cuz *jack crushed his DZK*/(gooniez!)
I’m keepin ya ‘E-N’ just state ya cause/
(CUZ) Even lil kids take a TT when nature calls/
This gay’ll fall, to ground floor/
Since I’m sackin’ a tent in this but I don’t mean campin outdoors/
But tent’s rained on when Crash thunderin’/
So I guess that explains all the boy scouts under him/
Six feet in da mud, ya casket falls/
Crash dirtyin’ Ten T’s like playin’ 5 on 5 basketball/
...Last match I had a no show, you still ain’t seein me/
But I’m leavin’ 1 0..when I knock that T off a T en T/
*Talks Shit*
You know ya fucked right now, so enough lie down/
Cuz Crash Puttin’ ya time over ya head like Flava Flav upside/
I’ll pound this clown hard/
Since he ain’t Crashin’ the Party right like Smilez and Southstar/
You lookin’ like Mr Ed witcha mom’s whore face/
Cuz she got fucked by a Trojan at a horse race/
You throw up seed, in sex just you... cut out the jerkin/
Don’t mean kids grow up clean, bein’ residue on the shower curtains/
Masturbator! *fake echo* lol
