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Post by Los Tha Don on Aug 26, 2006 18:45:19 GMT -5
Los Tha Don: My rhymes are a tasty treat, got these music gluttons comin' back/ Your talent's servin' loaded diapers, now that's a shitty snack/2
You feel a little FROGGY boy, cause you're SWAMPED with disresepect/ Squashing you will be a BREEZE, with ease like that of an insect/4
Are you gay? An "all man" formation (roster) an ya phone on vibration/ An the fact that you called Cuba Gooding JR to go on a vacation (Boat Trip)/6
You take some lint out of a sweater an think you're FROM THE HOOD/ I bet your first vote will be from j!mmyth@cut, to make you LOOK good/8
Take all the help you need, I'm in this a single standing soldier/ An I'ma still take out ya whole battalion an watch your fire smoulder/10
BreezyBoy: How creative another play on "Breeze" in a battle verse// I guess that leads to more dead beef than a cattle hearse// I can tell you aint in it for the 'long run' like 'far passes'// But right now I'm OnStar mode like 'car crashes'// Even ya chick knows I'm the best I'm the reason that she moans// But u wouldnt be 'def' if you was the three button on the phone//
GET IT HOLMES!
Wanna battle? You could find me in the street just look around// But I hardly ever see defeat like fat people lookin down//
GET IT CLOWN!
I know I'm too nice for you I didnt mean to tempt you// But I'll blow off ya top like Katrina been through//
NIGGA!
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