by SoniK » Nov 12th, '05, 11:43
man i dont even need to rap, u defeat urself
and ur gettin moist and wet over me, watch urself
talking that i'm gay, and then admitting u got a pussy
i bet if i was one deep, u wudnt even push me
cuz u ent no soldier, man u an internet poet
every one here seems to know it
go battle sumwer in ur own lil language
why fuck with my anguish
man i write faster than a vanquish
and u copy and paste, and i squash u lyk a sandwish
and u got ur lettuce fucked with, cuz u a faggot Erick
u deserve no merit
get ur white sheet and wear it
muther fuker, wat it is now? lyk 10 nil to me
yet u still got the nerve to step to me
writin in verses, and puttin effort as if i give a fuck
u cud never beat me, but u can always try ur luck
u got a gamblin problem, u keep losin but u trying
and insyd ur lyrical spirit is dyin
lyk u ever had a spirit, who you frontin on man?
go fuk wun of em aids infested bitch from amsterdam
but stay outta here, cuz u continue to be hated
except by a few fuckin faggots, but ther sexuality is debated
and ur a fukin joke, and u cudn put ur hands on me
i'm so hot, you need put a fan on me
now think of a new insult, that dont involve my mum or gays
lets see if u got sumthin new to say
is it jus me, or u jus changin old rhymes
it's lyk old times
the first time i battled you, and hurt your feelings
u lower than maggot, and i'm higher than the ceiling
you's a bungalow boy, you only got ONE STORY
as for me, i'm a ghetto block that's got all the GLORY!!!!!!!
ne mor?
R.i.p big proof
what now??