Jabbs vs. beto916
- Thread starter Jabbz
- Start date
Hey Jabberjaws...here ya go.
Your degree is like debris /
Washed up on shores
You’re a comic book character /
Like the Fantastic Four
D-Boys call me Mr. Fantastic /
The way I stretch the raw
Mutha fuck the law /
I bring the heat, mane /
Like the human torch
While you’re getting’ ya “flame on” in the castro /
Suckin’ dick for sport
Don’t even retort /
Ya-da-da-meen
I’m hard rock like the thing /
Smokin’ sticky green
Ya team is Mole men /
They belong under ground
That’s where I’m a put ‘em /
When I pull out the 4-pound
And get to layin ‘em down /
Your dudes are clowns
In the hood /
I’m a permanent fixture /
Blaze the toast and get ghost /
You’ll never see me in pictures
‘Cause I do my dirt Invisibly /
Like Mrs. Richards
Don’t like none of your scriptures /
‘Cause I think /
you’re so wack
Playa, I mean that /
Fuck your raps, mane /
I’d rather listen to feed back
Got that? /
I got the SICCNESS in back of me /
You rhyme with no Spice /
Like 187 Faculty
Your chances of winning are /
Are shorter than Mini-me
Steady sippin’ Smirnoff Ice /
While I take Hennessy, interveniously
Man, I stay fucked up /
In and out of liquor stores /
Like styrofoam cups
Bring a couple of bucks /
If you wanna see this heathen. /
Catch me @ your girls house /
Ding-a-ling swingin’
Lay you down & pocket check you /
It’s gafflin’ season
Put you to sleep like Nyquil /
When you’re sniffilin’ & sneezin’
Then get my dick sucked /
While I listen to “Reasons”
Damn, she stay chewin’ on me.. /
I think wifey’s teethin’
Wash my dick & get up /
After she gobble my semen
Please believe, baby boy /
When I’m done with the skeezin’
You’ll be lookin’ for a new home /
Like the XFL Deamons
As I’m leavin’ /
Throw on the Kings fitted/
Smash off in somethin’ rented & dented
You can’t see me, mane /
Like, I’m in a limo with the windows tinted
Roll a blunt in a minute /
Stuff it with Grimace
Then pop a pill /
Like Mike Jack, when he got aquitted
That’s right I shitted /
On you and your name/
I think your verses are weak /
and everybody say the same
Battlin’ me is deadly /
like buckshots to brain
Don’t try & fight me /
Don’t take me lightly
You’ll end up like Curt Kobain
Peace
Your degree is like debris /
Washed up on shores
You’re a comic book character /
Like the Fantastic Four
D-Boys call me Mr. Fantastic /
The way I stretch the raw
Mutha fuck the law /
I bring the heat, mane /
Like the human torch
While you’re getting’ ya “flame on” in the castro /
Suckin’ dick for sport
Don’t even retort /
Ya-da-da-meen
I’m hard rock like the thing /
Smokin’ sticky green
Ya team is Mole men /
They belong under ground
That’s where I’m a put ‘em /
When I pull out the 4-pound
And get to layin ‘em down /
Your dudes are clowns
In the hood /
I’m a permanent fixture /
Blaze the toast and get ghost /
You’ll never see me in pictures
‘Cause I do my dirt Invisibly /
Like Mrs. Richards
Don’t like none of your scriptures /
‘Cause I think /
you’re so wack
Playa, I mean that /
Fuck your raps, mane /
I’d rather listen to feed back
Got that? /
I got the SICCNESS in back of me /
You rhyme with no Spice /
Like 187 Faculty
Your chances of winning are /
Are shorter than Mini-me
Steady sippin’ Smirnoff Ice /
While I take Hennessy, interveniously
Man, I stay fucked up /
In and out of liquor stores /
Like styrofoam cups
Bring a couple of bucks /
If you wanna see this heathen. /
Catch me @ your girls house /
Ding-a-ling swingin’
Lay you down & pocket check you /
It’s gafflin’ season
Put you to sleep like Nyquil /
When you’re sniffilin’ & sneezin’
Then get my dick sucked /
While I listen to “Reasons”
Damn, she stay chewin’ on me.. /
I think wifey’s teethin’
Wash my dick & get up /
After she gobble my semen
Please believe, baby boy /
When I’m done with the skeezin’
You’ll be lookin’ for a new home /
Like the XFL Deamons
As I’m leavin’ /
Throw on the Kings fitted/
Smash off in somethin’ rented & dented
You can’t see me, mane /
Like, I’m in a limo with the windows tinted
Roll a blunt in a minute /
Stuff it with Grimace
Then pop a pill /
Like Mike Jack, when he got aquitted
That’s right I shitted /
On you and your name/
I think your verses are weak /
and everybody say the same
Battlin’ me is deadly /
like buckshots to brain
Don’t try & fight me /
Don’t take me lightly
You’ll end up like Curt Kobain
Peace
damn i forgot about this shit again lol. fuck it its my lunchtime so ill bust it right now playa.
beto bout to get that ass torched and burned like petro
ol' boy needa let go when this vet flows, shoulda just kept low
you against me is like fatal against that boy indecent
you like the army droppin tranquilizers, deploy the weakness
this chump punk will never get to say thet he blew up
cuz his rhymes are comin up short like a retard's school bus
Jabbz will flush your flow where it belongs, down the toilet
ya got a good record? battling me you're bound to spoil it
your rhymes are no good like a prison G who snitched
those raps are like a fuckin light, boy they need a switch
you came long as fuck, need to learn how to lay shit out
this thread is like 50 Cent jams, you already played it out
next-time think-twice, ill make the heat-rise like summer does
your best-line you think's-nice i'll eat-like your mother's cunt
face it boy you cant rhyme like Jabbz does, i'm too nice wit it
i must perform verbal c-sections the way my spits slice bitches
somethin real quick.
beto bout to get that ass torched and burned like petro
ol' boy needa let go when this vet flows, shoulda just kept low
you against me is like fatal against that boy indecent
you like the army droppin tranquilizers, deploy the weakness
this chump punk will never get to say thet he blew up
cuz his rhymes are comin up short like a retard's school bus
Jabbz will flush your flow where it belongs, down the toilet
ya got a good record? battling me you're bound to spoil it
your rhymes are no good like a prison G who snitched
those raps are like a fuckin light, boy they need a switch
you came long as fuck, need to learn how to lay shit out
this thread is like 50 Cent jams, you already played it out
next-time think-twice, ill make the heat-rise like summer does
your best-line you think's-nice i'll eat-like your mother's cunt
face it boy you cant rhyme like Jabbz does, i'm too nice wit it
i must perform verbal c-sections the way my spits slice bitches
somethin real quick.
