| St.Yoбарь
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Регистрация: 05.12.2005 Откуда: Калининград | 
3 марта 2008, 19:57
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#4 (ПС)
| karanda
Ya, check it! Let me be candid
aint gonna diss this faked candidate -
"supposed-playa"
only plain facts I gonna trigga
'bout this biggety wigga-pretend-to-be-dem'nigga
My verdict: UNGIFTED!
I would prefer to brin' in death penalty
for such a riff-raff wit' miserable mentality
Well, it is my time to teeup!
Meet da wrecka, baby!
Few wordz about current battle...
I can't imagine this pretty pal engaged
in real fightin'- street tete-a-tete
When ur bull-shittin' would be fatal
No way for ur escape...
It's not tha thang about him
He's not a dawg, he's prim young lady
not standing violance and pain
it makes his blood run cold in veins...
And only way for this play-actor
to put on airs in internet
to battle to a fault
I guess the Doctor Freud
explained in theory this factum
as compensation of inferiority
We can infer from it...
The story goes further on - deeper'n'deeper
This nipper called himself as Hommie
"Asshole, he's fuckin' phoney" - my first opinion was
I must admit it -
ain't gonna change my mind of such a nerds
who burst wit'shit and dirt at their heads
I don't see red at all with that
Such lads just set me laughing
I make'em roughen when I recognize'em
as nought and nothing
"Girls, you're being very naughty!" said Mozzy spitefuly
Applause! Came to the point!
Hey, gansgta tot!
Don't frighten me with your toy-Mauser and Uzi...
Stop grousing and poisoning, abusing...
It is so useless
The second place is yours!!!
As it's for loosers!
Hommie
Man, you talk too much,
I got your service on the next 3-16
I break your clock in twelve o’clock and
leave you on the railroad bleedin
Youza type of cat, yellin at nights crazy screamin,
I perform a tackle-choppin
You be-boppin, grid locking,
low level mocker, brain glopper
How can be shit lyk you on top of this?
Dully lyk you even got no pot to piss
But N*** please, you still axin for cheese?
This is what I call a real fukin diss
I’ll hack your ass lyke Mitnik on DEC,
infecting your internals on 1-2-3
Youll be shown on CNN, BBC,
I show you tha real fuken quality,
Youza weasel teaser, dirty looser,
homemade model, stinkin ass expose
for those who can’t get a jack from ho
Ain’t my fo, from head to tha toe straight olo,
packed in back of my track, passed
to the hand of my hommie in low-low
honeypot naked, do as he said,
betta giv him a head, anywayz youll be dead
I’ll plug ur dick in ur mouf, lyk cigar
Same shit as for government troops in Salvador
I’ll take a string from a broken guitar
And sew you up lyk bull sewed by matador
I’ll engrave your destiny on your tongue
I’ll name you ‘Gwynplaine’, don’t get it wrong
Victor feel jealous to Lip Cutter, Hommie-The-Ripper
Bone collector, ‘supreme neck protector’
Wu tech, new deck, iron mech master
‘Bet I won again Mr.Napster’, me be faster, lyk 1st class
When your shit is disgusted, must be a dust
You said first - you missed, now you lost
In a forest lyk Commandante, haunted by guerillaz
Can you feel it, in this combat everything’s real
First I chop off your fingers, than hands, than your legs
And pack you in thousand small separate bags
Some to my dogz, some to ur friends
Share the fame, give a part of urself to ya fans
That what will be after, now make a breath deep
99 ways to die, you’ll taste all of them
Methods of mayhem, blown to red man
Not Redman, just bloody man, in death-pangs
This is for you all playin fake-ass weak-ass gang
I made it befo you all start making plan
No grand finale for you, my action’s radical
I smoked you right after start of this battle lyk Methical
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