rap competition, no freestyle anymore. |
rap competition, no freestyle anymore. |
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Jan 15 2005, 04:19 PM
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A mod can close the other topic "freestyle competition" because datru was right..that wasnt freestyling..and there's a difference between freestyle and rap, so new clean topic here. RAP COMPETITION.
NEW RULES//: The First 3 Posts Of Their Rap Lyrics, I will read and I will decide who had the best one. FIRST 3 Datru Katalyst is the second judge because i said so lol |
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Jan 21 2005, 07:47 PM
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jason your rap sucks in every single part
you aint even far enough cuz you a retard and stop using ur cigar cuz you bustin ur heart and you smell like fart perhaps you have SARS your rhymes are lies and this is ur life every time when i slide i make you cry and you call that hip hop? it sounds like a buncha slob from a fob cant you see you cant ever beat me i was a real seed raised from the streets and now that seed's a tree and thats me you were raised after feeding on pee and you turned out to be a he-she dont be mad cuz i called you a she-male i know you thinkin bout hittin me with a frail but you are really the one thats going to hell nobodys buyin ur crack sales and you aint livin well the next thing you know is that you end up in jail you tried getting out after bail but then you fail when you fainally came out from your trail, you turned pale too much cigarettes got you crawling on the trail basically this is wut im sayin is that you are nothing but lame you dont have a single cell in ur brain cuz those druggs are giving you pain |
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Jan 21 2005, 07:58 PM
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[[one piece :D Group: Member Posts: 2,722 Joined: Jan 2004 Member No: 795 |
QUOTE(Jordan Inc. @ Jan 21 2005, 5:47 PM) jason your rap sucks in every single part you aint even far enough cuz you a retard and stop using ur cigar cuz you bustin ur heart and you smell like fart perhaps you have SARS your rhymes are lies and this is ur life every time when i slide i make you cry and you call that hip hop? it sounds like a buncha slob from a fob cant you see you cant ever beat me i was a real seed raised from the streets and now that seed's a tree and thats me you were raised after feeding on pee and you turned out to be a he-she dont be mad cuz i called you a she-male i know you thinkin bout hittin me with a frail but you are really the one thats going to hell nobodys buyin ur crack sales and you aint livin well the next thing you know is that you end up in jail you tried getting out after bail but then you fail when you fainally came out from your trail, you turned pale too much cigarettes got you crawling on the trail basically this is wut im sayin is that you are nothing but lame you dont have a single cell in ur brain cuz those druggs are giving you pain wow.. |
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