lol....u should become an english teacher....u seem to like "using difficult words", to laugh at other ppls fobby english and to correct ppl.... this is a damned forum no one pays attention to it...hahaha yesyes....u should become a language teacher
english is my third language. my first was viet, my second was french. but i dont speak like esl students. in fact i speak well if i do say so myself =D esl = english as second language
u all suck i come in this thread like What the FUCK angie getting dissed is boring she uses the same lines from yesterday morning lets find a topic to rap enoough of this ugly crap
=/ hahaha u guys need to stop bitchin like a nagging couple & u kdotc..ur the one who makes up words u idiot u come with stuff like "i aint jap,"eat shroom" & "mazda vroom vroom" oh and i almost forgot "extendo homie" u guys just making up an excuse "u are tired" & u cant think cuz "ur busy with skool" but ok fuck that extendo ive had it -dead
^ that's because angie is mad that i dumped her now shes lonley and live in a dumpster jealous of the girls i get thats y she calls me a gay fag
-devil hahahaha...awww....did i hurt ur feelings dann....-sorc i'll stop it okiiiii.... =/ hallucinating eh? ur such a bimbo
bringing the class.. i stay strong to the crypt..like the smokes from my fist bout to let this rip.. bustin out the devlish hymn...laughing with the devilish grin... i spit the glyphs of the mystics... this is real energy..u a high school chemistry kick... this shit be lethal..comin from the flames a hundred below evil.. fierce like asassin creed...born to a whole dif breed... traffickin in the keys....bring the fucker to their knees.. open ya face..explosives taking out ya fucking race... i aint here for the fame..i came to change the game... bring the life of the sun...end you with the front of a gun ive begun a path none shall reach..breaking the forces with a flash and breach.. top gun of this rap shit..glock guns a this mad hit... sittin on that throne...fortune of doom... bringing that apoclytpic fire storm..im a loud mutha fucka and not a quiet storm... section 8 egyptian...pharoahs bringin the eviction... one to ya head..smoking guns with the lead...
I guess they jus can't help but feed this beast.. fueled by anger, with prey for me to feast.. now the tables have turned.. you wont need pilates to feel the burn.. had to take care of some business.. back to off my enemies like a nemesis.. I don't spit rhymes I just tell stories.. about my victims being murked n bodied.. too late for you to turn back n say youre sorry.. now the rest of the members gonna have to pray for your safety.. how you gon talk bout me, when you're the one whos full of it.. might have stayed in the house, but you're the one who got hit.. showed ya face to ya mom but she can't even recognize it.. musta thought you got shot like 50 with ugly bullets.. I can get at you if thas what you really want.. I'll leave ya nose bloodier than that time of the month.. Left the pistol.. so your face can get a fistful.. this'll teach you to be careful.. shoulda known this game wasn't gonna be blissful.. get decked once, you can get it again.. but this time you wont be out clubbin with ya friends.. this is exactly where the road ends.. or put it in simple terms you'll be F.I.N.. can't let it slide cause you fukin wit my patience.. this is what happens when you get lead on by your ignorance.. shoulda stayed back in ya cave.. but you out n about diggin ya own grave.. don't test a grown man with this bottled up rage.. next time they see ya names its gonna be on the news of the front page.. brought it upon ya self so you get clowned.. now we know why in the pic you got ya hoodie down.. 29th marks the return thought you had this shit, well you got much to learn the original VIP came back to change the game let these bitches RIP it's over for you dames I make hits, while you make claims put a jaw breaker in ya mouth n I stab you wit a candy cane you responding to me is something I can't figure.. how you gonna use the keyboard with your fat fingers hell you can't even grip ya hand on the gun to pull the tigger time for a new keyboard cause those keys ain't gettin' bigger I make it rain, you jus make it drizzle step ya game up bitch and get on my level Assassin creed or the assassin code I'm back on my rampage mode I'm finna slay this bitch, ain't bout to 'save a hoe' stop actin' like you got a nice ass, hoe I'll rip ya shit apart, n tear you a new asshole think you hot now, but I've been hot for awhile.. had to switch the flow up so yall stop copying my style been gone for a minute, but I'm back now.. bout to set your ass on fire like that boy did to so cal shoulda back down, I know you ain't ready to die had you beat already, so don't even try to reply you might be at the club tryin' to look fly but I'll leave ya nose more crooked than cops in NY
