Panda said:So you did "scam" rarity with that twitter.
And people claim your legit. Tsk Tsk
Panda said:So you did "scam" rarity with that twitter.
And people claim your legit. Tsk Tsk
Cole said:The twitter I traded him was @B8 not @C7, anymore ignorant accusations?
Cole said:The twitter I traded him was @B8 not @C7, anymore ignorant accusations?
Panda said:Yeah. I bet you had to google all those big words to spell them right.
You dont like wil' negroz.
You smell like toothepaste and cum.
You like strawberry jelly over grape jelly.
You still have skid marks in your undies.
Your mother made bad potatoes.
You dont do charity events.
You have had thoughts of putting things in your butt.
You love pineapples.
Your thread just got rolled on at 2am.
You are going to delete this thread.
#c&p
Cole said:Just because you have a second grade vocabulary doesn't mean I have to Google words.
My nigga Panda, we cool on Xbox Live
But on FK, you be'z a bitch like why
I guess shit be'z changing, sigh
You smell like a dead Skunk right before it just took a shit.
Nigga I feel bad for you, you about to get hit.
Should of never started talking shit.
Now'z before you get all scared, and get Juvi on me, just fucking with you
I'm not a hecker, I can't even jack my own shit, but nigga you straight doodoo
#All Love
/Thread turned into a rap battle.
only on Tuesday when u go skunk huntingPanda said:Do I really smell like skunk?
;(
Cole said:Panda, unfortunately yes, the stench on you is permanent. Sorry brah.
Poop, be original. Don't Google lyrics. GG
thats the realist shit you ever wrote poop good job budPoop said:I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid)
To take a stand (to take a stand)
Everybody (everybody)
Come take my hand (come take my hand)
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just letting you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road (same road)
[Intro (during Chorus):]
Yeah, it's been a ride
I guess I had to, go to that place, to get to this one
Now some of you, might still be in that place
If you're trying to get out, just follow me
I'll get you there
You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em
But you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em
Cause ain't no way I'ma let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say I'ma do something I do it,
I don't give a damn what you think,
I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if it thinks it's stopping me
I'ma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts, don't try to ask him why or how can he
From "Infinite" down to the last "Relapse" album
He's still shitting, whether he's on salary paid hourly
Until he bows hourly or he shits his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He's married to the game, like a fuck you for Christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the Earth, he's got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt, and fuck the whole universe
Okay quit playing with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap
I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth, for that
Fuck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let's be honest, that last "Relapse" CD was ehhh
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain't going back to that now
All I'm trying to say is get back, click-clack, blow
Cause I ain't playing around
It's a game called circle and I don't know how, I'm way too up to back down
But I think I'm still trying to figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't, this fucking black cloud
Still follows, me around but it's time to exorcise these demons
These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!
And I just can't keep living this way
So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
I'm standing up, I'ma face my demons
I'm manning up, I'ma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now! (now)
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me
Admittedly, I probably did it subliminally
For you, so I could come back a brand new me you helped see me through
And don't even realize what you did, believe me you
I been through the ringer, but they could do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers
And drop dead, no more beef flingers
No more drama from now on, I promise
To focus solely on handling my responsibilities as a father
So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof, like my daughters
And raise it, you couldn't lift a single shingle on it!
Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club
Or the corner pub, and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I'm raising the bar
I'd shoot for the moon but I'm too busy gazing at stars
I feel amazing and I'm
Cole said:Poop, you didn't finish your rap... you fell asleep at the end?
Cole said:Poop, you didn't finish your rap... you fell asleep at the end?
EDIT: Must of forgot to copy and paste the rest
Cole said:Word to my mama, I'm out of my lima bean
Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend
I played the side for you niggas that's tryna front, and see
Son of Gun, Son of Sam, you nigga's the son of me
Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha
Disturb me, and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda
Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bold like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya
I be mackin', 'bout my stackin', now I pack like a mover
Shout to ratchet for backin' out on behalf of my shooter
Niggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, these niggas out they mind
I done told these fuck niggas so many times
That I keep these bucks steady on my mind
Tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause
To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love
Keep throwin' my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side, cause ain't no peace on my side, bitch
I'm a man, I visit urinals with pride
Tune told me to, I'm shootin' when the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a BX nigga, ya heard? Gunna
/thread
Dora!Poop said:Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-air
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/w/will+smith/fresh+prince+of+bel+air_20146970.html ]
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air"
I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
License plate said "fresh" and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to Bel-air!
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo, homes smell you later!"
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air
Cole said:Dora!
Boots!
Come on dora!
Do-do-do-do-do-dora!
Do-do-do-do-do-dora!
Do-do-do-do-do-dora!
Do-do-do-do-do-dora!
Dora dora dora the explorer!
Boots, that super cool exploradora!
Need your help!
Grab your backpacks!
Lets go!
Jump in!
Vámanos!
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