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Post Info TOPIC: i forgot that coward a*s miricle///
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i forgot that coward a*s miricle///
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so you know what that means..////


i been out hustlin all day// and to see this mufuca still hangin out dissin and bitchin w/ his **** that wasnt even well written/ is a muthafukin disgrace/ noone took him out yet by blastin this rat in the face?/ i take it upon myself set a trap w/ cheese he tastes/ then wham  broken back layin flat blood fillin the place/ **** penicillian that aint helpin the blood spillin from his brain/ leakin outhis eardrums and flowin down the drain/ typin like a madman but been slangin all day/ hangin gettin hammered played chef half day/ puttin in overtime over the stove for K/ long as i chalk acouple G im feelin quite ok/ damage left and right side brain/ hemmoragin from words i type while i say/ why i even bother w/ this pintsized gay?/ brains need to get splattered its quite a display///


grow up mu****a im done w/ this battlin everymufuka that steps up/// i told you bit ches already/ im around e'ry day// --DOGG



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yo u think u can rap bette then me

ill show u wat i can do with a recordeble mp3

it's better then yo cd will ever be

thats y im crackin up hehe

jj to the dd

i herd ure dad sucked ure weeni

im creepin around/out at night

ill slitt ure throught

even if ure high like a kite

ill swipe u out in 1 hit

juss cus ure name is nick

it's pritty sick u cee

wen ure mom ****ed ure dad

and he's uglyer then me

i think she's a slut

oo oo pick me

ill **** u qwicker

then ure son ever did hehe to the dd

peece peece

im outy

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are you miricle?// why reply to a post thats bashin him//


you and your birtch ass friend 'eminem' / children in a playpen/


that **** was garbage/ i spit better than that in grade 10/


say when// but i aint stop// make funk for ya block/


ya bitch sit on my cock/ and she like it alot/


wind blowin through her hair smokin weed in the drop/


all the playas stare/ but they scared of the dog/


im a take ya hoes home she lickin my balls/


you aint biggie smalls and u sure aint tupac/


my rhymes is too hot/ im totin 2 glocks/


pockets full of cooked rocks/


got ganxstas on the eastside doin the cripwalk/


they love the game displayed cuz there aint no ****talk/


my game sparkle like dem diamonds and's worth what a brik costs/


830 in the mornin smokin blunts of that jack frost/


i aint never stunt i pump crack and i rap lots/


pockets full of bank / tank filled to the top/


hate me all you want,,you'll never get me to stop//


you in love w/ my rappin tho you say that ya not///


i could go on forever stormy weather or hot/


so clever w/ potential i chill at the top/


none of you can see me,, no matter how much i floss/


got a pieces to pop , wipe down , and then toss//


i know where im came from i ant the one lost/


talkin on that **** tryin to fade me im the boss/


you fired from this bitch, but you hear that lots///


 


aiight mafuka i dont even gotta try this took 5min,, now go bumdart ya bf/


--DOGG


 


 


 



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