Freestyle session (who got flows?)

aches giving out blow jobs tonight after work
he got dome for everybody but he said Jaes first
worst case scenario he gets sick from the nut
but hes a veteran at giving head you know wussup
he aint a slut or a whore more like love giving face
hell jerk you off after you finish then hell throw up an H
up in this place is dos centavos yeah i own this spot
cuz when it comes to busting flows below my feet is the top
i own the throne to the title cant nobody here see me
On here no battle that i lost read the history believe me
i see that bullet is just starting so guess now its his turn
burn him up like all the rest have him hiding in La Verne
looking like a sherm smoker all skinny and shit
and did this motherfucker really ask for pills to make his dick
a bit larger, homie you need more than a pill
and if this battle was the calles best believe youd be killed
hope you dont feel butt hurt after the rhymes that i wrote
cuz your ass is gonna be sore after Jae puts in work
tonight, thats right you know that i can keep going
and if you wanna battle i suggest you practice flowing
cuz this is childs play, you take the kindergarten spot
little homie better watch out fore' you end up slep rocked!

There you go lil homie, marinate on that for a minute...

LOL!! Damn, doubling teaming on Bullet.

Oh, i gotta wait, alright then, i'll keep the dick hot and ready little ceasar... in the meantime, let me put some sense in this dude who aint got none mentioning me.... (0.02 = not about cents/sense). Lets talk a bit...


I'm on the left of the decimal, them flows is questionable/
im reputable/
the kind of cat gettin stacks cause its inevitable/
you edible/
so i eat that/
in fact- i throw you up cause you nasty/
you might be on top but still aint past me/
im sun bound/
and chillin wit the stars cause i shine bright/
im a gladiator, you a rat, it aint much fight/
so aint much might to raise my finger and eliminate/
and if this was a microphone, THEN, you would REALLY hate/
cause i shake even the hardest of the artist, i'm an earthquake/
so aint no land safe face to face when i touch base/
i hit'um up, then get'um up, and leave'um stuck on stupid/
wit 112 blows, nigga's yellin out cupid/
cause i be on arrow flammed up and getting nothin but love/
wit some bad ass bitches, all chunkin up dubs/
cause im that west coast, green stacked, infamous gangsta/
battle and fall, y'all just notches under my belt, so thank ya!

Jae aka El Lobo Negro wrote:
...wit 112 blows, nigga's yellin out cupid...

Remember that 1990's R&B group 112, and that song "Cupid" they had? lol... dont know why that popped into my head when i was flowing...lol. But thats freetstyle for you. Aint no telling what the hell is coming out. lol.

Jae aka El Lobo Negro wrote:

Jae aka El Lobo Negro wrote:
...wit 112 blows, nigga's yellin out cupid...

Remember that 1990's R&B group 112, and that song "Cupid" they had? lol... dont know why that popped into my head when i was flowing...lol. But thats freetstyle for you. Aint no telling what the hell is coming out. lol.

Both of u lucky I'm at work feel sorry for u elementary rappers tonight.!!

you edible/
so i eat that/


some say Im a dick, i guess thats why you wanna eat me
gay J looking played out always staying beneath me
even on my worse day, you cant hang im too heavy
lm like a hurricane you weak like a new orleans levy
you get flooded, reppin blood and i say you a punk
yeah im the shit and at the very best your past tense you stunk
your bunk the only thing stinking worse then your flow
is your mudd mouth after eating bullets asshole
fucking one twelve really, gay boy way to silly
i have you ghost from this battle, like huero the hillbilly
at least he jumping out of planes your making dates to get brains
from ache bullet on this forum heard you bough him a chain
and tatooed his name next to your heart and shit
with a pretty little arrow being shot by cupid
your fucking stupid, if you think you got a chance
the only thing down about you is your motherfucking pants
later on, when your getting on
with your date dont forget to bring a box of condoms
unless you raw dogg it, cuz you and bullet exclusive
and if you booty busters wanna try to double team lets do this
cuz im prepared,got you two straight running scared
in the arms of each other all lovie dovie with stares
deep in the eyes getting lost in each other
but aint no battle cuz you two fake mc's "oh brother"
no competition i get a bigger challenge busting a mission
making water wet, you wanna win ha you better keep wishing

LOL

Naw... you aint no dick, you just a pussy, thats why i thought i could eat you/
yeah, you'd like it if you was on top and i was laying beneath you/
but thats not how i get down, i spit rounds, you spit out nuts like pollyseeds/
thats why you carry a cup incase bullet call, rub and tug and then squeeze/
y'all some strippers to a pimp and i dont love them hoes/
blood rag, every month, i got the regular flow/
you bitches always wanna stop me but you can never cover or plug progress/
nut all on ya face, whipe ya'self, shake my head, who you come to test? Me?/
naw....you couldnt hang on your best day/
cause you aint got no arms bitch, look at how i wave (bye)/
walking past me wit daisy dukes on, man -who are you foolin?/
everytime you talk its foolish and smell like somebody pooted/
oh you a mack? please, only from the counter at macy's/
doing make-up so wake-up, you aint close to being near me/
in competition wit the ladies, oh thats right, you like fellas/
probably rockin skinny jeans with hello kitty shoes, FAIL, plus.../
bussin missions? naw, more like you took a bus up to mission/
so you can slang that ass and pass me the cash so i wont dismiss ya... now you get the picture?

lobo negro with a k, shit i stay wolf killing
silver bullets when im busting and my aim is precision
you got a choice more like decision that you need to consider
this aint a battle aint no challenge so just sit back and listen
to the master of the message shit you might learn something
if you payed attention more instead of imagining humping
bullet loco or whoever else got your mind full of lust
when i talk about busting you automatically think nuts
getting shot into your mouth just the thought makes you happy
you fucking pervert probably think of one day calling me papi
but you upset cuz i dont swing that so you start bitching
start a riot in the name of the rainbow coalition
wishing you and bullet could get married in this fine state
but thats the future cuz right now you two keep going on dates
and i aint hating you can keep on going playing but darts
walking round with with both your dicks smelling like each others farts
posting pictures of the both of you two making hand hearts
telling each other that nothing will ever tear you guys apart
listen homie its all good you two can do what you do
but dont get it twisted just cuz you two kiss dont me that I do
i say ill leave you lovers alone i know you want your space
you probably sprayed yourself with perfume saying "I wonder if he'll like how I taste"
go ahead embrace with one another do what your heart desires
but stop talking about you have bitches your just a pretty little liar
sporting red not cuz your banging but cuz it goes with your eyes
thats how your daddy likes it then you tell him "bullet rub on my thighs"
thats what you whisper in his ear before you give it a nibble
rubbing ice all on his nipples cuz you love how he giggles
so imma let you do your thing shit I dont want to waste your time
cuz bullet coming out of work is probably all thats on your mind
so if you want to try to come back at least make sure thats its laughs
and dont forget before you leave get bullets dick out your ass....

.02 cents wrote:lobo negro with a k, shit i stay wolf killing
silver bullets when im busting and my aim is precision
you got a choice more like decision that you need to consider
this aint a battle aint no challenge so just sit back and listen
to the master of the message shit you might learn something
if you payed attention more instead of imagining humping
bullet loco or whoever else got your mind full of lust
when i talk about busting you automatically think nuts
getting shot into your mouth just the thought makes you happy
you fucking pervert probably think of one day calling me papi
but you upset cuz i dont swing that so you start bitching
start a riot in the name of the rainbow coalition
wishing you and bullet could get married in this fine state
but thats the future cuz right now you two keep going on dates
and i aint hating you can keep on going playing but darts
walking round with with both your dicks smelling like each others farts
posting pictures of the both of you two making hand hearts
telling each other that nothing will ever tear you guys apart
listen homie its all good you two can do what you do
but dont get it twisted just cuz you two kiss dont me that I do
i say ill leave you lovers alone i know you want your space
you probably sprayed yourself with perfume saying "I wonder if he'll like how I taste"
go ahead embrace with one another do what your heart desires
but stop talking about you have bitches your just a pretty little liar
sporting red not cuz your banging but cuz it goes with your eyes
thats how your daddy likes it then you tell him "bullet rub on my thighs"
thats what you whisper in his ear before you give it a nibble
rubbing ice all on his nipples cuz you love how he giggles
so imma let you do your thing shit I dont want to waste your time
cuz bullet coming out of work is probably all thats on your mind
so if you want to try to come back at least make sure thats its laughs
and dont forget before you leave get bullets dick out your ass....

mr. 2 cents, heard you made your pimp poor, so you earned the name 2 cents/
you claim to be an mc, but theres no movement in the crowd with your nonsense/
you old ass dirt like the raiders winning season, so you just speak up in your past tense/
ill have my goons chop u up to bits, as if i was charles mansons/
since you speak bout dick, you should get a gender change, like marilyn mansons/
how can u be a gee, when you grew up in a rich neighborhood, mr. the hamptons/
compare to a flip phone, cuz u cant ever touch this/
you just hit that john legend hook, boy u just hit the hit list/
sock u out, have u swimmin like a fishy, leave ur ass finless/
wat it do boy, rocking that saints cap, but i aint sinless/

you aint even worth a verse, so like the franchise i rep, consider yourself blessed/
i call u 5th grade rapper, nd im like that drake, song cuz im the best/
no love for less then a quarter of a dollar, when im da realest in the west/
athol st and hemlock, ill have u selling body, with a pink vest/
so mr. 2 cents, mind your own business, you aint nuttin but a pest/
nuttin more nuttin less, when you fukkin with that double h menace/

not bad not bad for a three year old/ truth be told i was almost impressed
sporting a bulls hat to show love to daddy slep rock getting cum drops splattered on your chest
come on lil homie step it up get that flow stronger take the stairs all the way to the top
practice practice motherfucker cuz you need that shit try to step up and your gonna get dropped
cuz aint no hoodhopping lynwood duke loppy ass fool ever gonna get any respect
with them weak ass flows and them gay ass clothes come on little homie what you expect
that you gonna step up and your gonna do well and theres no way your gonna get wrecked
even stepping up is a violation with your skill so i guess its time for you to get checked
lyrical tech nine spitting from the mind of a villain verbally killing you all up on this site
day or night it dont matter metaphoric brain splatter with the chat box gang keeping it tight
you know its all good homie didnt mean to throw in garbage cuz at the end of the day its all good
even though you look like the 80's had diahrreha and shiited you out understood
you say you got that new stilo and you ride with big arnold fresh to death probably how you live life
pc'd up fake peseta lil homie on the neta you a down ass fool...yeah right
so keep on practicing youngster and maybe one day, you might even be worthy of challenge
but til that day comes keep your fucking mouth shut son like i said this aint even a battle...

SO WAT IT DO, WHO'S NEXT, IS THAT MRS. JAY/
HEARD YOU WAS A FOUNDING MEMBER, STARTED FWA/
FAGGOT WIT AN ATTITUDE, PUTTING IT DOWN LIKE A PAIR OF SKINNIES SAGGING/
HEARD THEM GBG'S REJECTED U UP IN THE PEN, SO WHY DA FUKK U BRAGGING/
BOY YOU JUST LIKE G-UNIT, GOT NO GAME, SO U AIN'T MACKIN/
I MUST WORK IN STATER BROS, DOING ALL THE BAGGIN/
Like ice cube wit beats, YOUR DIGNITIES WHAT I'M JACKING/
LET'S SEE U ACT MACHO, WHEN I PULL OUT THIS FO FIVE DAT I'M PACKING/
BROKE ASS FOO, LIVE LIFE LIKE A BIBLICAL FAMINE/
I'M MAKIN CHEDDAR LIKE A DAIRY FARM, SO TO THE BANK I'LL BE LAUGHING/
I AIN'T FROM ST LOUIS, BUT WHEN IT COMES TO YO GIRL, U.KNOW I BE RAMMIN/
I'M IN A WHOLE OTHER LEVEL, UR FLOWS ARE PREHISTORIC LIKE A MAMOTH/
JAE AND 2 CENTS, HEARD U LIL FAGS, WENT TO TIE THE KNOT/
SINCE U LIKE IT IN THE ASS, U SHOULD GET UP WIT SLEPT ROCK/
GOT THIS ASTROS CAP ON, ROCK IT HARD LIKE SLIP KNOT/
CAN'T BE TOUCHED, I'LL BE LIKE A DOOR, CUZ UR GUNNA GET KNOCKED/

.02 cents wrote:not bad not bad for a three year old/ truth be told i was almost impressed
sporting a bulls hat to show love to daddy slep rock getting cum drops splattered on your chest
come on lil homie step it up get that flow stronger take the stairs all the way to the top
practice practice motherfucker cuz you need that shit try to step up and your gonna get dropped
cuz aint no hoodhopping lynwood duke loppy ass fool ever gonna get any respect
with them weak ass flows and them gay ass clothes come on little homie what you expect
that you gonna step up and your gonna do well and theres no way your gonna get wrecked
even stepping up is a violation with your skill so i guess its time for you to get checked
lyrical tech nine spitting from the mind of a villain verbally killing you all up on this site
day or night it dont matter metaphoric brain splatter with the chat box gang keeping it tight
you know its all good homie didnt mean to throw in garbage cuz at the end of the day its all good
even though you look like the 80's had diahrreha and shiited you out understood
you say you got that new stilo and you ride with big arnold fresh to death probably how you live life
pc'd up fake peseta lil homie on the neta you a down ass fool...yeah right
so keep on practicing youngster and maybe one day, you might even be worthy of challenge
but til that day comes keep your fucking mouth shut son like i said this aint even a battle...

OH MR 2 CENTS, U THINK U GOT JOKES, BUT DOWN SYNDROME U MAKE NO SENSE/
FUKK 16 BARS, I'M AN ALCOHOLIC, NON STOP IN THESE BARS/
YEAH I PUT DOWN, BUT HOW CAN THAT BE WHEN I'M UP IN THE STARS/
ND YEAH I'M SO RAW, BUT HOW CAN THAT BE WHEN I'M ON FIRE/
YEAH I'M A HOOD HOPPER, BUT U STILL AIN'T FUKING WIT MY EMPIRE/
U DA SUBORDINATE, I MAKE DA CALLS, I'M DA UMPIRE/
BACK TO BACK RHYMIN, I MADE THE SEQUAL, NOW CALL ME MICHAEL MYER/
DON'T EVER CALL ME PAPI, OR DADDY, CUZ LEVA I'M UR SIRE/
OLD FUKK WHILE UR AGE IS GETTING HIGHER, MY GAME IS GETTING HIGHER/
YOUR RHYMES ARE BOUT AS BURNT ASS FLAVOR FLAVS SKIN TONE/
YOUR STILOS LIKE A FLIP PHONE, WHEN MINE IS LIKE A TOUCH PHONE/
BUT HOW CAN THAT BE, WHEN I'M UNTOUCHABLE, AN ELIOT NESS CLONE/
KANYE WEST WARNED U, DON'T LET ME GET IN MY ZONE/
MORE YARDS IN DA HOOD, THEN DREW BREES IN DA SUPER DOME/
LIKE DA RAIDERS IN THE PLAYOFFS, SHOULD'VE STAYED HOME/
OH SI I'M A JOKE, I GOT STRAPS BIGGER THEN LEBRONS DOME/
U GOT BLOODY TAMPONS MORE RED THEN BANDANAS ON SLEPT ROCKS DOME/
SO I'M A 80S DIARRHEA, MAKES SENSE, CUZ I'M DA SHIT/
AND YOUR BOYS GAME IS PORING, UR RHYMES ARE MIGHTY BORING/
UR GURL GIVES U DIRTY LOOKS, I'M FRETTING THE ADORING/
ME, YUH GIRLS LOVE, U, SHE'S IGNORING/


DON'T FUKK WIT THE BEST, UR DEALING WIT THE UNTOUCHABLE ELLIOT NESS/
YEAH I'M SO HOT, I SEE THE SWEAT ON UR CHEST/
JAR ND 2 CENTS, LIKE DEALING WIT SOME STRESS /
I'M DA DRE TO THIS BATTLES I'M THE CHRONIC, WILD WEST/
LIKE JOHN WAYNE/ I KNOW YOU FEEL THE PAIN /...

if we played cards and I told you shuffle
you'd dance around like a clown saying this is how I hustle
motherfucker
you make me lmfao
you got excited just by reading the name punk ass silly little ho
dont you know this is grown folk business youngster
of course im old to a sperm tadpole you little buster
wet dreams about drake, probably weezys nuts too
talking about "this is what my generation listens too"
haha, your fucking mind is washed up
i was banging in the streets when you were still in the nut
sack of your paps youngin better watch yo back
thinking that your grown but still to young to wipe your ass
probably pimpen with a phat farm pamper you need it changed
trying to battle me kid your ass aint even potty trained
mommas boy, you probably still suck your mommas tit
telling everybody that just how you get your nourishment
i bet youll try to say yo momma jokes right back and what not
ive been your age i know the stage you in i know your next thought
see at the end of the day your words are childish to me
but that makes sense you havent even gone through puberty
see im the head honcho, and you just a head giver
in this game i will destroy you like cirrhosis to a liver
like stand and deliver, im old school so dont try to see me
i know you staring in the mirror hoping one day you could be me
but check it out son, its a possibility your mine
so shut the fuck and mind your manners and dont get outta line
or imma bring out the belt and put a whooping on that ass
have you mad in your room talking about i hate my dad
then imma put you in the corner and make you go to bed early
so be a good little boy respect you elders... you heard me...

.02 cents wrote:if we played cards and I told you shuffle
you'd dance around like a clown saying this is how I hustle
motherfucker
you make me lmfao
you got excited just by reading the name punk ass silly little ho
dont you know this is grown folk business youngster
of course im old to a sperm tadpole you little buster
wet dreams about drake, probably weezys nuts too
talking about "this is what my generation listens too"
haha, your fucking mind is washed up
i was banging in the streets when you were still in the nut
sack of your paps youngin better watch yo back
thinking that your grown but still to young to wipe your ass
probably pimpen with a phat farm pamper you need it changed
trying to battle me kid your ass aint even potty trained
mommas boy, you probably still suck your mommas tit
telling everybody that just how you get your nourishment
i bet youll try to say yo momma jokes right back and what not
ive been your age i know the stage you in i know your next thought
see at the end of the day your words are childish to me
but that makes sense you havent even gone through puberty
see im the head honcho, and you just a head giver
in this game i will destroy you like cirrhosis to a liver
like stand and deliver, im old school so dont try to see me
i know you staring in the mirror hoping one day you could be me
but check it out son, its a possibility your mine
so shut the fuck and mind your manners and dont get outta line
or imma bring out the belt and put a whooping on that ass
have you mad in your room talking about i hate my dad
then imma put you in the corner and make you go to bed early
so be a good little boy respect you elders... you heard me...

YES I'M A YOUNSTER, BULLET AKA ERIC FUNK URDAUGHTER/
U OLD FART, I'M DA ONE DAT BE DATING ALL U PREHISTORIC CHOLOS DAUGHTERS/
NO CRACKING MOMMA JOKES, SHE MY EX SO WHY EVEN BOTHER/
I'M DA ONE RUNNIN SHIT LIKE A MARATHON, AND DATS ON MY MOTHER/
YEAH I BUMP DRAKE, CAN'T BE FAKE, BUT WUTS BOUT U?/
HEARD U USED TO BUMP THE WORLD CLASS RECKING CREW/
H GANG SMALL IN NUMBERS, BUT HATED BY EM ALL, I FEEL LIKE A JEW/
UM RUNNING OVER UR WEAK ASS CORNY LINES, I FEEL LIKE JONES-DREW/
U FAGS STARTED THE SKINNY JEANS SCENE, U PULLED EM UP FOO/
WE JUST LET EM SAG, LIKE UR GIRLS ASS, DIS SHIT AIN'T NEW/
U ND JAE PUT THE A TO THE GAY, BROUGHT UP UR OWN CREW F TO THE DUB A/
I'M A NEUROSERGEON, CUZ YOUR BABYMOMMAS GIVING ME BRAINS/
CATCH ME WIT DA FO FIFTH, CUZ IMA GO DUMB LIKE DA BAY/
YEAH U WERE DOIN IT BEFORE ME, BUT HOMIE DIS IS MY DAY/
MY TIME MY SHINE, I PUT GOOSEBUMPS ON YO FEET LIKE R.L. STINE/
ND I'MA SHINE, JUST LIKE DA STAR IN JESUS CHRIST TIME/
LIL PECETA, ADD 2 CENTS WIT AN 8, CUZ UR ASS IS DROPPING DIMES/
FUKK UR WACKY ASS METAPHORS, YOUR BOY CAN DO IT LIKE CHRIST. ND SPEAK UP IN PARABLES/
I'M LIKE SAMSON IN THE BIBLE, BIG HAIR DON'T CARE, ND TRICK UR FUKKING TERRIBLE/

THATS BULLET, HB THE WANTED, I'M A GHOUL SO EXPECT IT TO BE HAUNTED/
40 GLOKK ND I'M A COCK IT, 40 GLOCK ND IMA DUMP IT/
I'M LIKE A TRASH MAN DUMPING WIT DA 40, FROM DA DOUBLE H CLAN ND UR MY LIL HOMIE/

Alright, i'm back, let's talk a bit.....

I'm just sitting here mourning the death of my two forum mates/
both tried to compete and met the nature of Jae's fate/
notorious, fuck what'chu heard- im the ace around here/
y'all from the rear, you know the back, thats why the shit's so weird/
cause y'all be frontin', stuntin' like ya tough, dont fuck wit the king/
run if you see a shine, i promise, it aint likely no bling/
might be the hunnit round drum but this aint no band/
leave you flat out wit'cho rag out cause thats where i stand/
hard like a stone, heart big, but im deep in the zone/
so i wont hesitate to push a life 'til the heartbeat is gone/
raised wit the wolves in the jungle where lions taught me to fight/
no fear- aint afraid of nothing dog, im ready to drop outta sight/
i be, low key, learn to hybernate wit the bears/
stole like a fox, sly as fuck because my life wasn't fair/
and fuck a swag, i got class, suited up wit a frown/
benz cocaine on peanut butter, smoove in the town/
and i be angel hat fitted, fuck those who got feelings/
not a player just need ONE chick for da sexual healing/
real g's dont bang, yeah i brang truth to the table/
you gotta minute before i buss, a time warner like cable/
im able, to keep it cool- like cubes or eskimoes/
I'M THE BIG DICK IN THIS BITCH, y'all nothing but testicles/
I GOT the best of flows....

I feel like another one..... so lets talk a bit.....

Its that I.E. swangin', rag hangin from the right side/
black rag, saggin' when im steppin out the black ride/
black jeans on, black kicks, black laces/
throwin up the E- mean muggin black faces/
fool, where you from- you can catch me in the O-N-T/
chillin' at a park, gettin bent like a little G/
but im fully grown- in the zone fool, WEST UP/
california love, see my dub fly, stay wit it/
blood, crip, ese's- everybody angel fitted/
O-side or no side, glide on patrol/
dont wanna drive, fuck it, we can ALL take a strol/
push the line if they wanna trip- pack yo bags!!/
fool i aint lying when i'm finna trip- thass yo ass!!/
we got the baddest of the chicks, biggest dicks and the most cash/
welcome to the O-N-T, I to the fuckin E/
where punks get they ass whooped, trynna act hard/
but this the home of the titans, vikings, tigers and jaguars....


lol, aww shit, y'all better step y'all city games up, im coming wit it!

Jae aka El Lobo Negro wrote:I feel like another one..... so lets talk a bit.....

Its that I.E. swangin', rag hangin from the right side/
black rag, saggin' when im steppin out the black ride/
black jeans on, black kicks, black laces/
throwin up the E- mean muggin black faces/
fool, where you from- you can catch me in the O-N-T/
chillin' at a park, gettin bent like a little G/
but im fully grown- in the zone fool, WEST UP/
california love, see my dub fly, stay wit it/
blood, crip, ese's- everybody angel fitted/
O-side or no side, glide on patrol/
dont wanna drive, fuck it, we can ALL take a strol/
push the line if they wanna trip- pack yo bags!!/
fool i aint lying when i'm finna trip- thass yo ass!!/
we got the baddest of the chicks, biggest dicks and the most cash/
welcome to the O-N-T, I to the fuckin E/
where punks get they ass whooped, trynna act hard/
but this the home of the titans, vikings, tigers and jaguars....


lol, aww shit, y'all better step y'all city games up, im coming wit it!

kk its time for that h boy, im breakin in with that double 4 chrome toy/
going hard in the game, americas team da double he but i aint a cowboy/
makin my product in the bakery, call me mr. doughboy/
your rhymes are stiff, no groove, u is like an android/

nd just like the doctor, been there and done that, u aint fukkin wit my double 4/
so call me mick foley, bitch cuz im so hardcore/
yeah nd im legit, dont wait for the enemies, im knockin down doors/
fukkin wit the h man, youll end up on the floor/
this aint no fukking gangland, this aint no fukkin folk lore/
medieval to the bone, you cant mess with the warlord/

jae and 2 cents, should do the will smith, go and get hitched/
stickin to my quotes, md like too short, nigga dont act like a bitch/
hustle in my grind, fat pocket, but i ant rich/
nah i aint a racist but ill hang that ass, as if i was willie lynch/
nah i dont steal christmas, but ill steal your girl, now call me the grinch/
the one who pimped the blood out yo mother, american pie, so u can call me finch!

looks like bullet ache has won the battle!!!!

lol ^^

NYTE RYDA wrote:lol ^^

im trying to make a a lil jam for the homie slep rock drop a hook for the song nyte!!!!

BULLET_ache wrote:

NYTE RYDA wrote:lol ^^

im trying to make a a lil jam for the homie slep rock drop a hook for the song nyte!!!!

hahaha this fools stupid...lol

.02 cents wrote:

BULLET_ache wrote:

NYTE RYDA wrote:lol ^^

im trying to make a a lil jam for the homie slep rock drop a hook for the song nyte!!!!

hahaha this fools stupid...lol

he should assist in the track since he was also a victim of the sodomizing atacks!!

hahahaha

i knew you didnt have any more verses left in u 2 cents!!!