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Title: 2009 sick verses
Post by: Hybrid on November 10, 2009, 11:28:07 PM
Drake
track: forever


Last name ever,
first name greatest,
like a sprained ankle boy ain’t nothing to play with,
it started off local but thanks to all the haters,
i know G4 pilots on a first name basis,
and your city faded off to brown, Nino,
she insists she got more cla**, we know!
swimming in the money come and find me, Nemo,
if i was at the club you know I ball, Kimo,
drop the mixtape that sh-t sounded like an album
who’d have thought a country wide tour would be the outcome
labels want my name beside the X like Malcom
everybody got a deal, I did it without one,
yeah n-gga i’m about my business,
killing all these rappers you would swear I had a hit list,
everybody who doubted me is asking for forgivness,
if you aint been a part of it at least you got to witness,
b-tches,



post yours and mad said it, f*** your old skul niggers~!!!
Title: Re: 2009 sick verses
Post by: krimzin on February 05, 2010, 04:59:04 PM
My response to Drake's wack verse....

Shady's verse on the same track....

There they go, back in stadiums as Shady spits his flow
Nuts they go, macadamia they go so ballistic, whoa
We can make them look like Boso’s
He’s wondering if he should spit this slow
F-ck no! Go for broke
His cup just runneth over, oh no
He ain’t had a real buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed
They’ve been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose
Back into the game and they know
Rap will never be the same as before
Bashing in the brains of these hoes
And establishing a name as he goes
The pa**ion and the flame is ignited
You can’t put it out once we light it
This sh-t is exactly what the f*** that I’m talking about when we riot
You dealin’ with a few true villains
Whose stand inside of the booth truth spillin’
And spit true feelings, until our tooth fillings come flying up out of our mouths
Now rewind it!
Payback muthaf***a for the way that you got at me, so how’s it taste?
When I slap the taste out your mouth with the ba** so loud that it shakes the place
I’m Hannibal Lecter son just in case you’re thinking of saving face
You ain’t gonna have no face to save by the time I’m through with this place
So Drake…

Drake
track: forever


Last name ever,
first name greatest,
like a sprained ankle boy ain’t nothing to play with,
it started off local but thanks to all the haters,
i know G4 pilots on a first name basis,
and your city faded off to brown, Nino,
she insists she got more cla**, we know!
swimming in the money come and find me, Nemo,
if i was at the club you know I ball, Kimo,
drop the mixtape that sh-t sounded like an album
who’d have thought a country wide tour would be the outcome
labels want my name beside the X like Malcom
everybody got a deal, I did it without one,
yeah n-gga i’m about my business,
killing all these rappers you would swear I had a hit list,
everybody who doubted me is asking for forgivness,
if you aint been a part of it at least you got to witness,
b-tches,



post yours and mad said it, f*** your old skul niggers~!!!
Title: Re: 2009 sick verses
Post by: A pimp named Sarkozy on February 05, 2010, 05:09:49 PM
I’m the flyest sh-t you’ll ever see/
overwhelming energy, no solar just the hennesey,
looking for my enemies, the chronic is my remedy,
i’m smoking up the emba**y,
one bed two sets of titty’s just dem and me,
I’m what you’ll never be, never top, never see,
my flow hot as hell, my delivery is heavenly,-Lloyd Banks-Rockband