steviefresh i'll rap this shit to the death of it
and no one will be coming out of this like a deficit
steviefresh i'll rap this shit to the death of it
and no one will be coming out of this like a deficit
Ad Rem your wasting time and space
Leave this thread or get punched in your face
ad rem wtf-take a look at ya rec
too many dicks in yo mouth you cant ask for respect
metal barz-do u know that u suck alot of nuts
you guzzled sperm from the big apple to the cuts
cuts-means country
speaking of recs grim urs is quite the suprise
cuz seeing ur skill id say those 17 wins are all lies
all that hurts spekz, i thought we was cool
but guess what, i'm yo daddy-so now whos the fool
ha ha
hey go peep my new OM i aint got no feed yet..its the first one at the top of the page
u niggas spit that doo-doo rap, cant "hole" me so remove da "gap"
and most of u "talk about sex"...........juss 2 have "safer (w)raps!"
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..FUCK YOU........GET PAID........FUCK ME?........GET LAID..
.............DA FUCK DOWN!
ight spekz, you should you already know you wont last
say whateva my preference for sex,
id never be you and like bein poked in the ass
synic get the fuck out..lookin like a young tim duncan
we know yo ass is ready to go touch somethin'
all your metal bars is making alot of noise
like midget bitches with oversized toys
Last edited by Ad Rem; February 13th, 2006 at 10:54 PM
metal barz wtf you smokin
keep writting lyrics cuz on the mic you chokin
TO AD REM
the second line you posted-sounds like ya self
if you keep bouncin on two dicks ya killin your health
tricky trix is a bitch and he'll never be sick
even if he had cyphillis and shit on his dick
you keep repeatin yaself
stop lovin dicks its bad for ya health
mista grim i'll leave you shook in your pink timbs
your lines are like tongs you think thin