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Vs. Tom Frezza Round 2
rap reggae florida freestyle battle mike sick diss dice man okc soldier cold winter jamaican carey undefeated casselberry
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Im 23, I Rap Battle, and Im PHUCKN Hungry. Bring Your shyt! www.myspace.com/TheColdWars
Im 23, I Rap Battle, and Im PHuckn Hungry as Hell! Bring YER SHYT!!! www.myspace.com/TheColdWars Check me out, and thanks for your support.
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Peak #2,036
Peak in subgenre #9
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Undefeated
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November 30, 2009
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Tie Breaker
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Straight up,FOR BIG BUCKS,i FUCKED UP, wACK ASS RAPPERS,GANGSTER BAD ACTORS kEEP EM IN gHETTO, IF THESE REBELS WANNA BATTLE DEVILS, IM READY TO LEVEL, ANY CITY BRINGN HEAVY METAL!. STOMP OUT THESE FAKE FAGS LIKE BRAKE PADS. IF THEY SCREECH BAD, I MIGHT STAB THEY FACE BAD. THEN REACH BACK AND RIP OUT HIS BALL SACK, MAKE YOU THINK TWICE WHEN YOU SAYN THAT MY RAPS WHACK. Throw you in the creek let you sleep like DAWSON! Concrete Feet, lift em up THEN TOSS EM!! Bitch ass niggas wanna fuckn Play POSSUM Stomp em in the Throat till they fukcn taste AWESOME! We dont even need em ta feel it we just reveal it and steal it, and I betchew, ruN'N when they say Im coming NevA BLUFFN, and if you tuckn something,--- DAWG Try somethN!!! Ive BEEN Handcuffed and locked up with NO BAIL. Ive watched friends get Slashed up like NEW MAIL... Self D. is COURT TALK for NO JAIL~ I cant stress MY sharpness (I WONT FAIL) I keep clear from darkness, Im Doin Well. But then you had to start Shit SO OH WELL. I got a Kamehameha for Ol'FREEZAAA!! I only turn super saian for ONE REEEASON!!! Spirt Bombs get Dropped like Napom in Vietnam Yer Blue Balls Get Dropped like Bad Calls. Tommy Tommy, Im Feeln Pretty Naughty. I wanna dig you outta yer GRAYYYVE... and Tommy Tommy, Please tell yer MOMMY! Im Sorry for Yes-TER-DAYY-HEY! I cant hurtcha DAwG yer Cross Country But i can Call up Some Dawgs accross Country. No Fuckn Around IM Stil Hungry They OWE ME ONE, So its over son, Blow Me.
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