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« on: November 26, 2003, 06:23:00 PM »
Phat cat commencing:
EXTRA EXTRA! Spread the word…Mara’d about to get marred//
Hence the future tense verb: he ‘bout 2 be emotionally scarred//
Watch me ‘ridicule-this-beef’…like I ‘joke-with-cattle’//
What I call a warm-up, this nigga calls a battle//
If Death was a Number “1”, then yo status would be a ‘Double 2’// (22)
Forget the mathematics….
My rhymes leave yah soul (sole) ‘compressed’ like a ‘Nike AIR-bubble shoe’//
Listen Dawg, you ain’t a ‘rock-apple’ therefore you ain’t ‘hardcore’//
And just cause you rape ‘cats’ don’t mean you getting pussy galore//
Let’s get it right
My style’s so PHAT, I got OBESE women screaming, “Let there be LITE!”//
Your style’s ‘raw and fragile’; like a virgin on her first nite//
And you breathe ambiguity; got me confused like you a transvestite//
(DON’T CRY NOW MARA’D)
Let me get scientific and burn Mr. M like sulphiric//
Your technique is horrific; illegible, like you scribe in hieroglyphic//
So cheap you couldn’t get a ‘-cent’, so we call it ‘magnifc-‘//
You get artificial support like pirates on wooden pegs//
It’s like a ‘coin toss’; you ‘head’-ding out wit you ‘tail’ between yo legs//
Nigga plez, after 16 barz of hell, the damage is done//
As soon as you typed yo first word I had already won//
I’m out, I hope there weren’t 2 many punchline this time//
I’ll just sit back and wait while you Yahoo-Search yo next rhyme//
[ This message was edited by: Phat_Cat on 26-11-2003 10:26 ]
[ This message was edited by: Phat_Cat on 26-11-2003 10:33 ]
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