Gaffit
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« Reply #15 on: 24 April, 2011, 06:34:35 pm » |
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So...
>_>
<_<
So... did I win?
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Esh
Ultimate Being
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Mood: Tsundere
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« Reply #16 on: 24 April, 2011, 06:35:21 pm » |
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Barnaby ja nai. Bunny da!
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~esh
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ganonfloyd
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« Reply #17 on: 24 April, 2011, 06:41:01 pm » |
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FINISH HIM
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Floyd is the devil.
I SERIOUSLY DREAMT OF FLOYD BEING A KILLER CYBORG WHO RAN 10 TIMES FASTER THAN ANY NORMAL HUMAN, AND THEN KILLED MM, TURNED FEMALE, WENT AFTER ME, AND I DROPPED FROM THE SKYSCRAPER! IT HURTED, BUT I AWAKE CALMLY, THINKING I WOULDN'T SEE YOU AGAIN.
*no gold, just us*
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ganonfloyd
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« Reply #19 on: 24 April, 2011, 06:53:09 pm » |
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*fatality music begins*
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Floyd is the devil.
I SERIOUSLY DREAMT OF FLOYD BEING A KILLER CYBORG WHO RAN 10 TIMES FASTER THAN ANY NORMAL HUMAN, AND THEN KILLED MM, TURNED FEMALE, WENT AFTER ME, AND I DROPPED FROM THE SKYSCRAPER! IT HURTED, BUT I AWAKE CALMLY, THINKING I WOULDN'T SEE YOU AGAIN.
*no gold, just us*
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Masterman
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« Reply #20 on: 24 April, 2011, 07:26:31 pm » |
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*punches ESH in the testicles*
Put that on your barbie! ... SHRIMP!!
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Ƨɒlƚy
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« Reply #21 on: 24 April, 2011, 07:29:33 pm » |
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YO BIZZLE GIMME A BEAT
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ganonfloyd
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« Reply #22 on: 24 April, 2011, 07:34:41 pm » |
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Fatality.
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Floyd is the devil.
I SERIOUSLY DREAMT OF FLOYD BEING A KILLER CYBORG WHO RAN 10 TIMES FASTER THAN ANY NORMAL HUMAN, AND THEN KILLED MM, TURNED FEMALE, WENT AFTER ME, AND I DROPPED FROM THE SKYSCRAPER! IT HURTED, BUT I AWAKE CALMLY, THINKING I WOULDN'T SEE YOU AGAIN.
*no gold, just us*
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Gaffit
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« Reply #23 on: 24 April, 2011, 09:28:10 pm » |
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<_<
>_>
*Tucks the Rapper of the Decade trophy into his hoodie pouch and heads for the exit*
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Ƨɒlƚy
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« Reply #24 on: 24 April, 2011, 09:31:01 pm » |
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*Shots Gaffit*
This ain' a free-for-all, negro.
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Gaffit
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« Reply #25 on: 24 April, 2011, 09:36:45 pm » |
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Didn't you hear me back there dawg? To me, a shot in the face is tap. If your brain's gotta single cog, You'll hail me as the King of Rap.
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Ƨɒlƚy
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« Reply #26 on: 24 April, 2011, 09:44:21 pm » |
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Yo yo man, this ain't funny Bustin in here and actin' like a monkey This here thing is a private thing yo For me and MM to bust out the sweet flow 'Til yo hunchbacked ass climbed in the window Swinging around on your couplet ropes Droppin' words, dropping beats like buttered soap (Don't bend over)
And so I say
Get back to yo towah And ring yo bells Ring 'em loud and ring em hard 'Till both Heaven and Hell Open up sky and ground And give you truth like jewels You ain't the King of Rap Just the King of Damn Fools
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Gaffit
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« Reply #27 on: 24 April, 2011, 10:02:07 pm » |
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So the cat's got claws. You'd best check your flaws, I hope there be a boy who'd sound an alarm, When I take your ass to the farm. Dawg. You think you have some kinda magical maws, Well you'd best shut 'em tight, cause I'm breaking jaws.
Your raps are so lazy, your room must be hazy, From all the dope you been smoking, To think I be joking, When I crown myself the King, Cause bitches stampede just to hear me sing. Now excuse me cause all this rappin' Is interrupting my ass tappin'.
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Masterman
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« Reply #28 on: 24 April, 2011, 10:43:33 pm » |
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The shadow is approaching, MM would like to battle The poison sits deep in the fangs, can you hear the rattle? Of a cold and distant enigma, showing no remorse To the harsh and cruel inhabitants, watching the world take its course. A phantom of the microphone, fear the acid spit As he spits on the beat with penmanship so legit Watching the two clowns juggle flow like some blueberry pies The ghost of mic's past comes to visit with vengeful eyes Set on the title, which seems so close it's far away The clowns' skulls will get cracked, not talking Robert Brockway. Robert Brockway? Yeah, he said the exact same thing. Connecting rhyme after rhyme with no lag like some **** network ping
The two clowns cry after witnessing the apparition Shedding those tears is of your very own volition The phantom offers them a very fluid proposition Suicide or murder, an inevitability or a decision? A legendary ultimatum, this phantom is no superstition But for the clowns, this is one incredibly **** up position
An end so swift, it's something they'll never feel The world keeps moving as if it was never real Words, swift and deadly as a puma. The phantom returns to his graveyard, glowing numbers on the back of tombs like Akuma. The ghost, with two graves to fill He rubs his chin as to debate who's next to kill Could've avoided their fate.. If they never bothered to challenge the phantom, whose hunger no one can sate
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Marie Rose
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« Reply #29 on: 25 April, 2011, 04:27:40 am » |
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Shit is getting fucking real up in this bitch.
*backs the fuck up*
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