ROUND 2....TIM C/TADOU VS SMURF/TYPCEE
- Thread starter TRAGIC LOSSES
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thanks.
aight 'ene'.. we was tight but now im bout to get up in-you..
he aint mexican: he's half white and hindu..
you couldnt see me wit a scope n' a rifle, cocked-back..
aint you seen the pictures? thats what 'nortenos' look like on-crack..
beyond-wack.. im layin' jefferey to-sleep..
2-deep, TiM n Tadou.. spittin shit like Uzi's..
aint been tight for days.. dont even front-G..
you spittin fairytales.. you "fell off" like "Humpty-Dumpty"..
tryna clown me.. i bomb on a Typcee.. fuck callin-you-mister..
flame spitter like Dru, after the shows i'm all-in-ya-sister..
take you out the game like kids who cant shoot they free-throws..
dont even bomb back son, you got shit on like a seagull..
in a Regal, one down, crosshairs to the blue-skin..
you type dictionary spits, TiM C is ruthless..
2O9? you a bitch, you aint reppin-it-right..
you the first dude in the source to get negative-mics..
im wreckin-on-site, you can't even see-me..
im a smack you when i see you, blow the brains out your beanie..
you wanna be me so bad, i got you suicidal..
smurf's spittin more pre-writtens then a poetry recidal..
yall just debris in my path, move over when i come-thru..
you a faggot.. its a wonder why your bitch dumped-you..
im gettin hyped, fuck this- get ready to rumble..
you aint a concern, like a bringin a machete to a gun-duel..
im switchin it, up.. different but like i said fuck-styles..
convulsions from the wounds the only way you buck-wild..
and im known for ending lives if you get to startin-shit..
you got about as much word play as retaded-kids.
:devious:
aight 'ene'.. we was tight but now im bout to get up in-you..
he aint mexican: he's half white and hindu..
you couldnt see me wit a scope n' a rifle, cocked-back..
aint you seen the pictures? thats what 'nortenos' look like on-crack..
beyond-wack.. im layin' jefferey to-sleep..
2-deep, TiM n Tadou.. spittin shit like Uzi's..
aint been tight for days.. dont even front-G..
you spittin fairytales.. you "fell off" like "Humpty-Dumpty"..
tryna clown me.. i bomb on a Typcee.. fuck callin-you-mister..
flame spitter like Dru, after the shows i'm all-in-ya-sister..
take you out the game like kids who cant shoot they free-throws..
dont even bomb back son, you got shit on like a seagull..
in a Regal, one down, crosshairs to the blue-skin..
you type dictionary spits, TiM C is ruthless..
2O9? you a bitch, you aint reppin-it-right..
you the first dude in the source to get negative-mics..
im wreckin-on-site, you can't even see-me..
im a smack you when i see you, blow the brains out your beanie..
you wanna be me so bad, i got you suicidal..
smurf's spittin more pre-writtens then a poetry recidal..
yall just debris in my path, move over when i come-thru..
you a faggot.. its a wonder why your bitch dumped-you..
im gettin hyped, fuck this- get ready to rumble..
you aint a concern, like a bringin a machete to a gun-duel..
im switchin it, up.. different but like i said fuck-styles..
convulsions from the wounds the only way you buck-wild..
and im known for ending lives if you get to startin-shit..
you got about as much word play as retaded-kids.
:devious:
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HHHmmm...No word play???
Fuck it, we aint friends, this how ya book ends...Smurfs wins, Tim C's placed in'a hospice sportin depends...Scared ya shit yaself anytime that someone mentions me...Smurf slash Spacin In 3'Dee But to you 'That BAD Memory"...My asshole's locked shut wit'a sign 'VIRGIN TERRITORY NO TRESSPASSING"...Ya shits flimsing wit'a welcome matt -"THERES ALWAYS ROOM FOR MORE, NO NEED FOR ASKING"...Fuck the DICK & ASSING, Letts gett deep into whats passion...Mine consists of blunt passing & the reaction to me trigga graspen...Seems to me ya generic like aspen, Ill keep mashin ya-ass-when, All ya capable to do is keep askin for asprin...TIM C -A 40 year old molesters who favorite line is 'PLAY-ME-SON"...I-AINT-DONE, [Celcius] Keep fuckan you like Jenna 'JAM-E-SON"...Suckan dick on I.M. gott ya throat cloaged, Whas a'matter?...'Hey SMURF"-PLEASE PLEASE- 'How can i be a HOGG" Dreams gett shatter'd...Letts break down the fit that leaves ya lips when ya call me it...'HOGG" thas my descript 'HOGG LIFE" thas my shit DAM RIGHT Ima HOGG BITCH...Why SO so much friction, everything you spit is fiction, I wouldn't listen to ya shit while pissin...But ya so into my shit ya claim my ass hairs are finger licken, results of ALL MY SHIT BEING PREWRITTEN...Tadou isn't worthy enough for me to mention 'it" ina single line...& i stole ya style out from unda ya eyes as 'if" ya was blind...A word of advice, [Just preperation] keep ya crannium on cold as long as possible...Sinse by the time ya done readin this 'HIP HOP HEADs" will be frozen in time like'a fossil...After that, see the shit is simple it only takes one shot to explode ya head wit nickle...But ima asshole so im'a stabb ya like a sick-o, sitt there & watch the blood dripple...
Aint realy my style...But whatever thou...
Fuck it, we aint friends, this how ya book ends...Smurfs wins, Tim C's placed in'a hospice sportin depends...Scared ya shit yaself anytime that someone mentions me...Smurf slash Spacin In 3'Dee But to you 'That BAD Memory"...My asshole's locked shut wit'a sign 'VIRGIN TERRITORY NO TRESSPASSING"...Ya shits flimsing wit'a welcome matt -"THERES ALWAYS ROOM FOR MORE, NO NEED FOR ASKING"...Fuck the DICK & ASSING, Letts gett deep into whats passion...Mine consists of blunt passing & the reaction to me trigga graspen...Seems to me ya generic like aspen, Ill keep mashin ya-ass-when, All ya capable to do is keep askin for asprin...TIM C -A 40 year old molesters who favorite line is 'PLAY-ME-SON"...I-AINT-DONE, [Celcius] Keep fuckan you like Jenna 'JAM-E-SON"...Suckan dick on I.M. gott ya throat cloaged, Whas a'matter?...'Hey SMURF"-PLEASE PLEASE- 'How can i be a HOGG" Dreams gett shatter'd...Letts break down the fit that leaves ya lips when ya call me it...'HOGG" thas my descript 'HOGG LIFE" thas my shit DAM RIGHT Ima HOGG BITCH...Why SO so much friction, everything you spit is fiction, I wouldn't listen to ya shit while pissin...But ya so into my shit ya claim my ass hairs are finger licken, results of ALL MY SHIT BEING PREWRITTEN...Tadou isn't worthy enough for me to mention 'it" ina single line...& i stole ya style out from unda ya eyes as 'if" ya was blind...A word of advice, [Just preperation] keep ya crannium on cold as long as possible...Sinse by the time ya done readin this 'HIP HOP HEADs" will be frozen in time like'a fossil...After that, see the shit is simple it only takes one shot to explode ya head wit nickle...But ima asshole so im'a stabb ya like a sick-o, sitt there & watch the blood dripple...
Aint realy my style...But whatever thou...
...ILL LACE IT FRIDAY NIGHT...$IDEWAYZ