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whatever you just know you garbage. dont make excusejust because me a freestyle ha

what up u punk hoe fosho i let the fo go letting it snap like im takin a photo mothafuckas dont get it well im here to let u know that once u gotta flow then its ya fuckin time to blow but since ya Ass is poe leave a hole in his fuckin fro rollin off crusin slow blowing on his funky dro n listening to his funky beats put his brain on his window n his back up on da seats so discreet when i rob have ya mom on my rod still do the job while she sucking up like a slob

ha i bet! santa must not have brought him any talent so now he is all fired up

your still fuckin garbage i was tryin to help u out u piece of shit! also there is alot more to this item than rap, so get ya shit straight fag i aint never No lame u just keep talkin what u dont know. like i said your trash, your ryhmes is trash, and everything you talkin bout is fake so shut the fuck up

worst shit yet! son just cause i got you on takin forever to write shit dont hurry yourself. study yo first one it was really the only one that kinda had a good flow. matter of fact just study my shits n you see what up! but foreal dont rush shit, it shows.

why the fuck yo pussy ass always tryna talk shit/ bitch you the one who got me started up n into this, but ya right ya just like wayne garbage Ass material, only thing you good for is passin around vanaireal, and also gettin played on the lame Ass radio, some day ill meet up wit'cho at ya fuckin barreol, some lucky bastard will shoot you in ya dairy hole, good riddens take ya five days take me five minutes, you brought me all this shit so i jumped in it! bitch that was worst than ya last one! just wait till i get back from vacation so i can smash ya Ass on a comp! bitch you trash! we all know da truth, everything you sayin was tried to be said before but i stopped all that son so quit you cant say shit!

no DUDE is my homie. i was talkin to the lame tryin to rap me

first off son i aint never no homo, you the one sucking dick tryin to get a cash flow, i told you that you suck thats why i aint writing back, cause a full line of my bars will put you in cardiac, so plan ya next attack while i sit n laugh at ya shit, ill slap you in da face while im fuckin yo bitch! stop tryin son ya shit is a sleepfest, just process n see that im the best so go test, we all know that i flow wit exactness, stab you in da back n extract all ya wackness, maybe youll have backbone n stop actin, your slipping up son get some shoes wit traction, you calling me poor n also a faget, i got two habits smoking weed n starting static, dont make this tragic your not fuckin magic, this beef is fake your lame n ive had it! im never gay son, you just lookin in da mirror to hard tryin to scare someone. you suck son so stop you not worth my shit!

i dont know how to say it clearer. . . YOU ARE GARBAGE.

first off bitch you aint better than noone on this site. noone! you try to steal my rhymes from my old shits! thinkin i wouldn't see that shit haha you aint sayin nuttin new, smg or tomd tried say all the same shit but got no where. so get some shit of your own n try again. ha ha your garbage.

son i told you, you is garbage n you aint worth my time! that shit was so weak. just shut the fuck up til you got a flow.

what mothafucka bitch you betta think twice before i shake you all up n shoot u like dice ya rythem kinda nice but ya ryhmes is trash i would have more fun just counting my cash so get up off my Ass i aint worried about u bitch i done lined hoes realer than u up in a ditch so gone choose which choice you going to take walk away peacefully or see your hopes brake i hope You dont make me go on another mission go all demonic cause u made the wrong decision i shoot wit persision while clapping like percussion knocked over the head but not for a concussion got ya blood rushin theres No need for discussion you sayin im soft well bitch you disgusting verbally shoot you n get blood on ya ceiling you betta start retreatin or kneeling down-before-me cause i aint sayin shit else till u dont bore me

ive been high everywhere i went but ive hit my lows, weightin zips out at my crib putting powder in my nose, passing chickens fuck you hoes my b''s only go to bros, the smoke i toke n i inhale will hit you like a fuckin whale, ill impail anyone who ever wants to touch my mail, never fail nore will bail between my legs aint toucked a tail, set to sail i make the sell behind the sceans like siclcell, im slick wit shit my spit it get slicker the shit u get, yes im full of wit please dont try to nitpic its so simplistic, that a child would diss this dont test this misfit the clip fits, my grip will explode till its empty then ill reload drop a whole shit load put phantom under it when i pave the road!.

as i sit her wit my pen n my pad, thinkin what to say, all that comes to my mind, is this very dreadful day, i found out shit was false, talkin to two other guys, to my surpise i wasnt wise, n let u slip between the lines, u left for school so we broke up, made a promise that weed wait up, u lied to me n tried to be, innocent but the plain eye could see, you played me unregretfully, i wish that we could never be, cause u hurt me more that hevenly, could do trying heavliy, i mainly wish i wasnt dumb, the choice i made i got left a crumb, but what is done is already done, now well never get to have a son, atleast we stopped before the long run, n dont regret something breathing out a lung, so good luck i hope u chose the right one, dont get mixed up when the wrong fella's, i wish u would help me not be jealous!

is audacity free?

yea i feel you on da quality. im tryin to get a better program, i tried music maker but the format was garbage so i need somethin that makes .mp3

ay girl i tried to email you but it said yo sn wasnt real. but its whatever just holla at me

it aint even finished yet! i got it goin to this "free gucci" beat by lokey. i know its poor quality but atleast you can here the beat wit it. you now any app's that i can get to record better?

im so high everywhere i go people always know, they can smell it on my clothes befor i even hit the doe, with a blunt in my mouth pearled in a optimo, its fosho the lightest dro that my guy could ever grow, so lets blow on a blunt or two maybe three or four, i got zip's at the crib cause im somthing like a store, so dont worry if we run out i can always go get more, get tore up from the floor up very high into the sky, my brain cells might be gone but im still a clever guy, smokin skunk blueberry cat piss n chocolate tai, i stay smokin blunts a day i dont wont pass by, ill look you in ya eye n tell you i got proof chickens fly, smokin sumtin n sellin sumtin until the day that i die, i dont need a chair to put a blunt in da air, i can roll it while im drivin dog, really i dont care, just give me a nug and ill put it to LA FLARE!!!! http://www.imeem.com/people/U2bsTw8/music/...ci_completewav/

CONTENT!! grow some nuts n learn more than fuckin cartoons, your a child your not hard so stop actin! A computer screen gives many false hope n im sorry but fell victim. now if your tryin to talk realisticly then get at me dog cause we both know i smashed you and i can continue to do so. you have no rythem, a basic style n ya rhymes are weak. . . at best.

first off dodgee you dont know who u speakin too, my street cred alone is already like three of you, my lyrics so ill they could help me rip ya heart in two, you got a prob lil bitch its called u to young son, i could still flow sweeter if i only had one lung, i guess ya rymes are average espesally for a young gun, n i got a young gun watch as it spit sum, you say your lethal when you cum that ur hotter than the sun, but ya sun aint a star its a headlight from a car, that im ridin in creepin slow to leave ya head ajar!! Its a drive By Bitch!!!! i can keep goin too mothafucka! only difference is, my shits from the heart son!

i thought this was a rap site not a cartoon convention, real men rap here children please go that direction, use ur "energy force" or baby blanket as protection, but i swear it wont do shit aganist .45 wession, you should think good befor buttons start pressin, words in retalation but really ya lucks stressin, where's the real rap at my lyrics are like a blessin, you couldn sell ya raps at a ghetto ass intersection!

(.23) Bet'cha you cant do it like i do, i do, got the shit shakin in my rearview, rearview, i can still see you comin runnin like a damn child, shoot the bullet clear threw ya head to the otherside, homocide comes to haters tryin to step in my way, get it its my way or the highway blow ya head away, if you try to head away wit chedda, you betta, pack a beretta or somthin to leave me deader, my infrared's reder once it has the pleasure, to hit you yea you betta duck or you'll get stuck, you done ran outta luck so im comin just to pluck, you, you little fuck! bullets bigger than a hockey puck! (1.23) infatuated style got'cho capdavated for a while, my swag goes a mile while u still dressin like a child, its crazy n its wild the way we grew up the same, but you grew up to shame wit no fight in ya game, wit noone to blame but ya self n ya parents mane, got these carrots in my chain watch it swang mane, as my pants hang low to the ground, stacks hold'em down, come around like drug hounds, blood hounds sniffin drug mounds, chocoholic eatin mounds drug dealer sellin pounds, if you wanna get wit this then just come around, otherwise stay from round these parts or catch a round in each part, then threw ya heart rip it apart.

thanks. the beat i was usin tho is a lil wack it changes tempo towards the end. but thanks i will rewrite it to different beat.

but did u lik? n what would u change