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mr.flow

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  1. mr.flow

    BaCk

    now that im BaCk i finally can rap, i cant at my home cause my parents are mad wack, fresh with the flow they call me a tic tac, when im done, i just sit and relax, i sit BaCk and listen how i haunt the damn track, fall BaCk for several months wake up and relapse, i spittin truth apparently spittin these damn facts, my bars create a new style i call it the rip rap, stand BaCk and just watch how im fresh when i come BaCk.
  2. i liked it long but i liked it. i want to hear you with beef with someone, i think you would do very well
  3. mr.flow

    Life

    i liked it the only thing is i got bored around the middle. its rate my rhymes, not songs. Not meaning this in a bad way.
  4. my flow is so sick it will clean your pampas my rhymes make mean niggas happy campas when i walk through my school and i get dapped up my girls say nice spit and hugs get me rapped up im trapped up in this world called hip hop but i was never at the bottom i was always at the top how can these dumb niggas try to stop the sickness it dont spread so stop thinkin you could get this ya thick head cant stop the speeding led one shot to the head never miss now your dead nigga i come from the gutta man you dont even know m to the ista and dont forget the flow lemme skidaddle man i gotta go hold on to your hats ima bout to blow.
  5. got em on a fuckin reply oh shit!!!!!!!!!
  6. mr.flow

    oh god

    yo theres this cat tha realest man holy shit in a quick little spit shut up got em fixed woodman why did you do it man why did you try this nigga took ya ass out, on a fuckin reply how does that make you feel pretty dumb i bet why was you hatin, now ya ass is upset tha realist got it made you stuck in the dust got put up shelf quick for causin a fus well you just mad cause his style is better his bars sliced you up you went thru the shredder im sick with the flow, why you think the call me mister f to the low, tear ya ass up like you been outside in a twister ay yo woodman, im fuckin sister then i kick her ass out, act like im gonna miss her shakin the ground i guess im like fissure i cut woodman down with a rhyme and som scissors TIMBER!!!
  7. what the fuck are you saying this dude just through his life on the table and your gonna say it was "ight". nigga what the fuck is wrong with you that shit rhymed and everything, told a good story, nigga its betta than your shit. enouph said.
  8. mr.flow

    back

    nobody can spit it how i spit it so fast watch me get it, im swattin these niggas away robbin there homeruns when they hit it, i dont care what yall niggas is thinkin but when i flip it, you cant stop you cant knock it ya body ill flop it ill just straight drop it, who want it ill load it and cock it then pop it at ya who can stop it, my money i stack to my ceilin got gwaup i take vacations in the tropics, you niggas betta watch it ill switch ill swap it i got the game in my pocket, so tell me what ya thinkin while my mind will stay trippin got my 9's churpin like crickets, so while im trickin you niggas will be thinkin about how i rip it like hulkamnaia and his t shirts, watch how i kick it ill sick it ill tip it you trippin im flippin you thinkin im spittin im hittin you missin i spit the straight truth these niggas is bullshittin.
  9. i hit em' with a 1, 2, 3 and even a 4 now ya ass deceased not talkin anymore dirty up ya carpet with ya blood stained on the floor you soft i go hard like mike's hard lemonade i am the british and your just napoleans blockade hit ya make ya do the michael jordan fade away now every g has a gun and every kill begins with k
  10. i hit you with the 1 hitta quitta face splitta im the nigga to go to blowin niggas up cahmay hahmay ha whup ya ass just like goku i leave ya homies confused about what had just came thru you easy like shutes and latters im hard like sudoku
  11. oh my god "stay on the run like a RB in madden" that shit was tight!!
  12. here it comes im the thunder and the lightning my tips keep firing my loose bolts i am tightening im like go go power ranger inspector gadget on dat ass 6 feet underground ya new homes unda the grass my rhymes is a drunk driver bitch causin a car crash storm thru ya hood so quick its like my name is flash im crazy im loco im folle for dat cash leavin hataz hurt after my hurricanistic path rich boyz money clean yo my money need a bath ill go straight fuckin pikachu on you i guess my name is ash ya bars like 2 mph mines are going so fast im just like twister for ya sister when i leave ya wit a blister yeah u kissed her now u wished her never came wit the hitster im a hitman your a felon i shot ya homie now ya tellin now im relaxin and im thinkin while ya girl cookin in da kitchen
  13. 1 shot, 2 shot, rippin threw ya tissue, mutha fucka you dont want it im a problem not an issue, get sized up and see if these bullets fit you, my burga makes its own ketchup once a pickle hits you, leave ya dead leave ya stupid leave yeah ass K.O.ed!! my shotgun got 2 barrels like 2 o's in ohio, hulk smash ya face in like the tips do ya bones, not you cracka because................ i could have sworn cracka u said u moved on yet u lit the fire of hell and thats what u did wrong the beef went cold until you mentioned my name its like it was reheated stuck in the microwave its gone its finished, over a month has past until then u and all the hataz can kiss my ass
  14. good.....but at some points confusing. clean it up a lil bit.
  15. im moving on it's time to write something positve no one knows about the bank rolls the rich just deposited most of the people who try to get out the hood while others just watch wishing that they could and as the richest get rich and the poorest get poor while the poor gets broken bones, bruises and sors the rich stand by and cheer for more more more
  16. they are right it got a lot better. i actually bobbed my head reading it. oh and who are you directing it to??
  17. mr.flow

    ha ha

    cracka where have you been your girl is worried sick phsyche she left your punk ass and she all over my dick did you go missing cause you kept floppin your lips i told you i was a goon and now ya pussy ass has dipped you left at my rath no one else's in this bitch everyone here is good matter of fact better then you and now your fat ass is missing for 3 days or a few i was gone but i was watchin just waitin for you to come back and say something even though you already knew that your a fuckin pussy letting a 15 year old rip on you R.I.P. cracka ha ha bitch
  18. I really liked the first little thing you had going. But I will have to agree on messenger on how it was a little to awkward to read. But I have seen worse. Look back on past rhymes people have put in, look at smg... You will see what I mean by worse. Keep going though.
  19. mr.flow

    what?

    once again ya big ass is talkin bout food im 6'0'' but only weight 1-6-2 i dont give a shit bitch i can take you how am i gunnin myself mo fucka fuck u i dont care what a cats think bitch this between me and you me and my dogs shoot the heady we run shit fool so stop spittin shit before i make ya fat ass look like stew stupid mutha fucka always talkin his shit but u dont even know what ya girl does wit my dick and what really pisses me off is that u a little punk talkin bout how you smoke blunts bitch u never even smelt weed before u dont know what its like because u a spoiled fat pig that didnt have ta work in his life down in the streets i know u know nuttin like that we hustle for dis money and not hand job our dads so stop talkin big, better yet stop talkin bad u aint hard bitch u sweet so go suck ya moms dick while ya at it i ask will ya stupid ass stop talkin shit
  20. dude shut the fuck up witcha lame ass rhymes sayin that my girl sucked ya shit yet u keep lyin u lyin so much when u said that she blew you man fuck u runnin mouth u fat fuck talkin bout food seriously bitch i dont even care fat mo fucka struggles ta get out the computer chair sayin that u got skills i must admit the nice but my rhymes is fire and urs is cold as ice u big bitch get the bacon off ya back u greasy ass slime ball chowin on big macs ur fat and lonely u fuckin piece of shit so smd u fat fuckin redneck bitch
  21. cracka wants to take me back to false history im just bringin back an old rivalry ya see cracka i kno u and u kno me cook ya wit the revolver like a rotesserie u see cracka there was a guy that went ta jail he went ta war wit a rival and the guy had prevailed he stomped his fuckin face in deep within the curb he lives in the hood unlike you in the burbs u remember the war and this aint koolaid my rhymes is sick and savin yourself? forget it its to late so how the fuck you gone say that i suck dick when ur a fuckin women suckin to get rich quick well lemme tell you cracka u dont wanna fuck wit me im ur worst nightmare bitch its me tom d and im back like cooked crack man fuck ya lame rhymes u just a fuckin poser who says he got high but i bet your bitch ass neva had blood shot eyes lemme school ya ass take out a pen and paper so holla back if u can bitch ill see you later oh yeah and dude as in cool hoppin on his shit fuck you to man i swear ill neva quit
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