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Originally Posted by Alfred
Not even Jesus could fix those so called rhymes,
you're livin' in the 80's man, get it with the times,
If you're not up to date, you're left behind, sucker
"You stupid dumbshit goddamn motherfucker"
Says my buddy from The Offspring, and he's sure right,
You've been wastin' yourself homie, your rhymes ain't so tight
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Yo, everyone of you clowns needs to drop that Dr. Seuss rhyme style/
I was only 3 years old in the 80's but I still came like a wild child/
Straight smoked cats like Black n' Milds/
Bitch please, I'm up to date like a calendar/ You ain't no challenger/
You ain't got no skills to pay no bills/ You ain't a rapper just cuz you got a fake iced-out grill/
Cats call me the mountain top cuz once you reach me it ain't nothin' but down hill/
Muthaf*cka I'm ill/ Like SARS/ Off the top lyrics leave you battle scarred/
Don't gotta read your raps to know your 6 bars leave you like a f*ckin' retard/
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Originally Posted by WolfAtTheDoor
My dearest apologies, but I lost interest 3 lines in,
as your rhymes are getting longer I can sense your talent is growing thin,
the wolf IS at the door my friend, you are not mistaken
its huffin and its puffin, blowing your pork ass into bacon.
You struggle to keep my attention in fact I don't even bother looking twice,
where you might see yourself more public enemy, I see...
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Yo, if you went 3 lines in you musta heard about my hostility/
Raw rhyme style ability/ Pause for a second and straight kill you cats with mere tranquility/
My talent may be thin but it's solid and never wasted/ You'll never taste it/
You can't beat me with freestyle rhymes that you copy and pasted/
We got the wolf at the door/ Blowin'/
His chick was here earlier doin' the same thing but with less b*tching and moanin'/
Hoein'/ I affect cats like contact stoning/ Before death give 'em serenity/ Leave you slurring words with blurry vision when you even try to get in my vicinity/