Mar 29, 2004 16:27
DA RHYMIN BATLE
aiight u gay muthafuckaz
leave whateva mad rhymez u think u got herr
n otha thingz (whoz ya influinses, east vz west n whateva else)
yall niggaz start sum battelz n shit
EVERY COMENT HAZ GOTTA B A RHYME
AND U GOTTZ TA HAVE A NAME FO YOSELF.
im out bitchez - ICee H0t
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I think it lives in my pants, it’s time for crucial rants:
I’m sorry brother but I do believe you’ve hit rock bottom
“If you’ve got ‘em flaunt ‘em.” Then flaunt what, bitch?
Cause you just ain’t got ‘em
Staler fucking failure than that old bitch Hillary Rodham
You know these skills gave you the chills
You know these niggaz thought I taught ‘em
Your bitch ass got no chance here-
Just take your fucked ass back to Sodom.
Speaking of Sodom, I hitched these bitches then I shot ’em.
(Where the fuck you think I got ‘em?
fuck yeah yo you know I bought ‘em.)
Let me explain: there is pain
I don’t believe you see
Molten lead in your brain
when niggaz fuck with me
my rhyme has gone beyond poetic, new prophetic; it’s not genetic
bitch, it’s physical, kinetic, energetic, athletic
yo fuck you bitch yo shit pathetic, synthetic, you’ll need a medic anesthetic-
and you know my ass is laughin cause my ass ain’t sympathetic
Homo child like Oscar Wilde, you like the dick.
Give me the chance to pull my pants down and give a lick.
You sick. You know you like it thick when it slide in that trick
I ain’t no fag when I said “Gag on it and make it quick.”
All run amuck cause you suck; don’t even fuck with me
I’m just to bad for your wannabe mediocrity
Right I’m no G, I’m from the upper class
Thought you had class with them juices--they leakin out your ass.
Don’t even sass, I’ve got much hotter bitches to harass.
And let me tell you something else: I’ve got God on my side
My fuckin Nig is so damn big, He why your daddy died
Oh well you gon’ to hell, you didn’t take my advice
“Don’t you ride down a slide of spikes? Well that sounds like it feels nice”
I know you’ll like it there it’s hot and there are lots of fags
To give greasy hummers and fuck till your anus sags
Avoir, my nigs, I’ve got to go
You know it’s been fun
I hope you’ll join me in my threats
And swallow my gun
Peace to the out
-Krucial Kracker Killer #0005
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but im on dat shit like a chink on rice
aiight check it
1,2,3...
theze lyrical escapadez
pay fo muh escaladez
and even da mercedez
4 da fly ass ladiez, shit
when we at da club
all cracked up
cadillac what?
muh cadillacz on dubz
n yo momz in da back seat
suckin on muh massive meat
she aint much but she got da treatz
like da otha trickz n hoz
deyz all likin how i cop sum floz
i carry 4 weaponz at all tymez
one in da holster, one in muh pantz n 2 by muh sydez
ya, i use a magnum fo protection
but dat aint muh gun datz just fo sexin'
da piece i rock is a glock
shoot 9 roundz in ya face fasta den muh cock
niggaz on muh left bitch niggaz on muh riight
ima rock dis shit till da end a da niight
n even den, when ima passed out in muh bed
ur momz givin head
ima make her face white as wondabread
den hide da body behind da shed
cuz datz how a real nigga rollz
lyrically solid like 24 carrot gold
ima ICee H0t
da style n da carz n da clothez n da hoz is what i got
u aint got shit mafucka
uz just a bitch mafucka
- ICee H0t reprizentin
KKK - hiz rhymez r mafuckin GAY
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