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Post by [MC.] CJBB on Jul 4, 2004 22:41:30 GMT -5
POP, Bang POW whats up now ill fuck ur mom up worse than u new how let me tell you something, your a little fagget your rapping is worse than the singing of bob sagget you cry and wine about how you want a battle well your about to be thrown off ur saddle cause im a bucking bronco strait out of h-e-l-l so hold on tight, cause im about to make it living hell you will be locked up in a cell waiting for me to get the gauntlet ready chain you down to keep you steady here comes the blade, your chest gets heavy slice your head comes off, blood squirts out of ur neck welcome to my house, welcome to heck
lol, heck, lol
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Post by [†Ç] POP on Jul 5, 2004 13:55:49 GMT -5
CJ You Say The Same Sh!t In Every Rap, Maybe Thats Why Everyone Thinks There Crap, I Know What Your Gonna Say In Your Next Rhyme, Your Gonna Say Its ME CJBB Like YOu Do Every TIme, Next Your Gonna Say How YOu Fugged My Mom, & Your Gonna Say How Her Pussy Was The Bomb, You Prolly Havent Even Had Pussy Yet, The Only Pussy You Had Was Your Kitty Kat Pet, Woooah All I Gotta Do Is Smoke A Dime, Then Sh!t Pops In My Head ..Thats How I Rhyme, Holla.
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Post by [MC.] CJBB on Jul 5, 2004 23:16:25 GMT -5
So you think you no what im going to say? everything is locked away, in my brain cause these words I just spray and spray if you don’t know what that means look it up in the dictionary none of my raps are fictionary me and my boys go out cappin and mappin, ever place we ever robbed to this day we never hafta pay not even for this paper or pen im writing with you beating me is just a myth turn around death wants to give u a big wet kiss with his rotten lips and his finger tips rubbing your fat ass hips so you can call me the white devil cause you shouldn’t talk shit or else ill make u level with all the things that make up 100% of this ground tall short skinny and round all the dead things on this earth is crying out to me for a rebirth cause my rymes have the power to bring things to there feet so just relax and feel my beat it’s a exotic groove that makes you move and that’s the reason I am going to win the battle Im going to heard you like cattle
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Post by [†Ç] POP on Jul 8, 2004 22:53:46 GMT -5
Im Droppin 8 Barsz, My Deezy Will Change The Frame Of your Carsz, ILL Smoke You Like A Blizzy, Im Just Sooo Hot, You Know The Name POP Tizzy, Im The Untouchable, I Smoke So Much Purple They Call Me Dutchable, Im The Best & Erbody Knows It, Thnxs For Helpin Me Rack My Winsz Up A lil Bit,
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Post by [MC.] CJBB on Jul 10, 2004 20:33:45 GMT -5
your stupid s and z doesnt go together in a word g cant you see that ur infearier to me the one and only DAMN, i had you going didnt i well guess what SURPRIZE i can adapt and evolve to any surcomstances so let me get my bitch in here to do some saductive dances maybe i can take ur minds off of things while i go through your purse steal all ur money and the picture of a hot nurse cause im sly i will be till i die i dont mean to lie but i am making this shit up as i go what i will say next i dont no its just like that show hmmm, whats that called, oh ya, pop is a homo
BFF, CJBB
PS: LOL
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