Quote:
Originally Posted by Crowquill
Woh man, chill out and don't get so mad,
WWE is on tonight your love is gonna be rad,
Go up and down with each body slam,
You getting off gayer then wham,
Rock hard dick, to rocks hard tits,
Now I want you to bust out a pen and think about this,
You can drop the arrogant bullshit,
You're not sexy you're just a prick,
Just be honest, admit your acne covered face,
Telescope eyes and metal teeth,
You're well past your teens,
So you can drop the gasoline acne cream,
You're not hot, you have no flame,
You're the wax without the wick,
You're a boy who only loves is his dick.
So tell me man who will never get laid,
Not even possibly by paid,
Please break it down, explain your face,
Who told the bees it was time to sting?
Or are you proud to be the zit king?
I'll say it one more time
This guy is greasy as hell
looks like he got face fucked by a porcupine,
Face first into a cactus patch,
I guess that might explain your rash.
I heard its big in the homosexual scene,
You know all the biggest homophobes hid it all,
Fucking in their closets till their dicks began to fall,
So tell me all, do you like it against the wall?
Or with one in your mouth, the other up a hole,
Yeah man, doing your preacher will save your soul,
Touched by your father,
Who art thou in Heaven,
hallowed be thy fuck,
Till thy holiness come,
Giving you your daily spread,
Leading you straight to tempation,
Delivering you from evil,
Touched by your father
Who art thou in heaven,
Amen.
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Yo I almost fell asleep tryin’ to wait for you to spit
You spend 10 hours on a rhyme?
Hell, 9 of that was sh*t
Yo Misfitspunk’s gone crazy
The nigga started changin’ up his name
Used to be “alexisonfire”
And his new one’s just as lame
When I’m comin’ online to check my hotmail
This f@ggots comin’ online to check out hot males
Youre rhymes are stale
And they aint nothin’ to be taken seriously
With a mic in my hand
Ive got no choice but to kill MC’s
My raps are limitless
And theyre impossible to beat
Knock you off ya feet
Lube it up so its easier to eat
This nigga wants to talk about “False Advertising”
Yo let me spit it
The only “False Advertising” here
Is this f@ggot’s sexuality
And how he flips it
Yo your rap was just like a prayer
You been listenin’ to Madonna?
Youre actin tipsy
You done spent too much time with ya boyfriend in the sauna
Talkin’ bout acne?
This nigga’s fixin’ to end up dead
The only red dot I see is the one I’m pointin’ at ya head
And yo I did just watch wrestling
You wanna make something of it
Its got sweaty dudes in tight
Give it a try
I’m sure you’d love it
Yo lets quote some scriptures
Yall nigga’s heard of John 3:16?
Well here’s the 11th commandment
“Thoust f*ck with oojay, he’ll bust ya spleen”
You out here soundin’ like a wannbe minister
Yo get a look at crowquill
Just a few more bars until I finish her
Yo ya rap wasn’t too bad
But its nothin’ next to mine
You should be workin on the street corner
Maybe steal a few John’s from ya mama’s line
Yeah Im rockin’ yo mama jokes
That just means ya time is up
Thanks for comin’
Have a nice day
Guaranteed you wont be givin’ this thread a bump