Da Brakes Posted December 21, 2005 Report Share Posted December 21, 2005 * 16 lines each * 2 days to post your verse (read rules if unclear about this) * WILL IS ILL to spit first :bat: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mike Posted December 22, 2005 Report Share Posted December 22, 2005 Round two, more lethal than the first Ripped Gscotty, now you get it worse Rap name Concept, rhymins my game Your another bitch who acts the same Same basic rhymes, same tone of voice Differance is that i win by choice You spit some stupid lines and expect to win Girl you suck at rappin, i get under you skin You'll take days to write, then edit proportion I'll kill your immature rhymes, like lyrical abortion I'm the soldier of vocabulary, warrior of word Number one choice, and always preferred What are you? You cant even tell Not a rapper, no chance in hell Your making a fool of yourself and you cant even see I won this, thats a guarantee Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jazzy Julie Posted December 22, 2005 Report Share Posted December 22, 2005 I’m comin’ back atcha, comin’ better than ever, You just made it easy with that pathetic endeavour Everyone’s gotta call me a bitch, please I’ve heard it before Next thing you know, your gonna call me whore. Girl jokes are the first thing that comes to your brain, Nobody wants to hear that, what do you expect to gain. Yeah you get under my skin, like an itch in my epidermis, You know I’m so hot, you’re burnt up in my furnace. Will is ill, you make me sick, I need an antibiotic, Your rhymes are so boring, they must be a narcotic. You won this, what? you have a guarantee, Take your rap back to the shop and claim your warrantee. Another guys ass gettin whooped by a broad, Get on your knees now punk and pray to the lord. I’m the real winner, this is the end of your expedition I’m the one to get in your way, I’m your lyrical inhibition. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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