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Hip Hop Forums => Chief Rocka - Open Mic => Topic started by: 7-Sense on October 08, 2008, 02:20:27 PM
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ME & HIM SPIT 3 VERSES EACH AND YOU GUYS VOTE...
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I droped this...
I was born on the seventh day with seven mics on my right hand/
And seven colour coded cables and seven elastic mic stands/
Then I knew by age seven I would be on my way to be called a rhyme legend/
With rhyme patterns/ and dope add'ins/
The only f-emcee to be known as a rhyme tyrant/
Strangle whack Mc's with their own digs for battling/
I got seven ways to slaughter and eleven styles of riddlings/
Forget E's cos like E, I do with ease/
Easily break you down, I’m the mic disease/
I’m so ill I should be named Miss Deceased/
Not that 7-Sense doesn't fit me, its cool/
But my lunch time is gone now I gotta go back to school//
And he spat this...
seven mics don’t make you have seven lives/
killing you literally is idea on my seven minds/
why are you here are you done with your shit/
we all know you give out to guys just only for a lift/
being a bicth pays i can see it in your eyes/
they say you even cal yourself " the sex spice"/
too bad your embryo expired so no children/
heard your choice of rounds is seven/
your mom comlained about your bitchness since you became eleven/
stupid bitch i pop you till your pussy is into pieces/
you damaged you even feard by a horse/
Now, tell me who's dope?...
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Dope? it's a matter of whoes not thhhhhat wack!
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we don't care really.
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Damn. Almost two months since spring day and still no rain. This really sucks.
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##FREEPOST##
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It did rain in Bloem yesterday.
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I'm a vote for 7 just off of GP
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I droped this...
I was born on the seventh day with seven mics on my right hand/
And seven colour coded cables and seven elastic mic stands/
Then I knew by age seven I would be on my way to be called a rhyme legend/
With rhyme patterns/ and dope add'ins/
The only f-emcee to be known as a rhyme tyrant/
Strangle whack Mc's with their own digs for battling/
I got seven ways to slaughter and eleven styles of riddlings/
Forget E's cos like E, I do with ease/
Easily break you down, I’m the mic disease/
I’m so ill I should be named Miss Deceased/
Not that 7-Sense doesn't fit me, its cool/
But my lunch time is gone now I gotta go back to school//
And he spat this...
seven mics don’t make you have seven lives/
killing you literally is idea on my seven minds/
why are you here are you done with your shit/
we all know you give out to guys just only for a lift/
being a bicth pays i can see it in your eyes/
they say you even cal yourself " the sex spice"/
too bad your embryo expired so no children/
heard your choice of rounds is seven/
your mom comlained about your bitchness since you became eleven/
stupid bitch i pop you till your pussy is into pieces/
you damaged you even feard by a horse/
Now, tell me who's dope?...
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40 o C and still rising, i hate african weather...
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40 o C and still rising, i hate african weather...
I dislike people that "hate" on things they cant change.
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40 o C and still rising, i hate african weather...
that's racist.
40 is hot though. Shit.
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40 o C and still rising, i hate african weather...
I dislike people that "hate" on things they cant change.
(http://www.preisvergleich.org/pimages/Suck-My-Dick_92__51946_20.jpg)
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Where the f is the rain queen....we need sum rain up in this...its too hot....
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Where the f is the rain queen....we need sum rain up in this...its too hot....
I think she died....yet to be replaced
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40 o C and still rising, i hate african weather...
I dislike people that "hate" on things they cant change.
(http://www.preisvergleich.org/pimages/Suck-My-Dick_92__51946_20.jpg)
too funny...
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we just don't give a f***, everything in life, don't u just wish u could say that....But fortunately for me I just don't give a f***......ahhh what a life I have, cause if u come to think about it u can only say so much about another person's looks and weight....what a bunch of opinionated sorry loosers, listen kids u need to get a life cause technology has seriously made u something u not.
@jay-lee, bitch don't u have anything betta to do instead of riding AG dick...jeses maan, and if u wanna reply Folk Jy in advance, jou ma se puus.
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ME & HIM SPIT 3 VERSES EACH AND YOU GUYS VOTE...
ladies first. cmon drop bitch!! you still a bitch that wont change, f*** the spelling
bitch you have a nerve going against me/
your duty is to serve me not battle me/
you so weak i can see through you your stomach and i can see your damaged womb/
heard you was in tha sperm bank gettin some of that shit/
and i heard you asking for single men in mxit/
cats who f***ed say you are trouble, to f*** u again theyd choose a tomb/
when the sex is on you call a duoble/
sex with you is suicide/
even god is wondering why do chicks like you still alive/
we all know waht you do to survive/
coming at mad rapper is like taking your own life/
by the look of things you far from being called a wife/
im done bitch, im dissing you free, theres no fine/
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40 o C and still rising, i hate african weather...
I dislike people that "hate" on things they cant change.
(http://www.preisvergleich.org/pimages/Suck-My-Dick_92__51946_20.jpg)
Why do you have to be so mean to her man?
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^^^ I didn't intend to be mean, maybe i shud have said this instead
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40 o C and still rising, i hate african weather...
I dislike people that "hate" on things they cant change.
Then you'd hate my one friend that started 'hating' on the time and raving about it for being so slow.
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hmmnn theres a couple of fools up in here , fool #1 . E.K.K.S : Im not into licking onto tooth picks, they hurt my toung , now stop being ugly, mmkay!
@ swordsboy. like i said , stop sending me PM's and then you wanna get mad that I dont reply . Dont you looks homo'iesh.
shame u look so cute when you ugly and it's poes, jou prot vilepte ma se swaart "puus" have yall selves a lekker day :)
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ME & HIM SPIT 3 VERSES EACH AND YOU GUYS VOTE...
ladies first. cmon drop bitch!! you still a bitch that wont change, f*** the spelling
bitch you have a nerve going against me/
your duty is to serve me not battle me/
you so weak i can see through you your stomach and i can see your damaged womb/
heard you was in tha sperm bank gettin some of that shit/
and i heard you asking for single men in mxit/
cats who f***ed say you are trouble, to f*** u again theyd choose a tomb/
when the sex is on you call a duoble/
sex with you is suicide/
even god is wondering why do chicks like you still alive/
we all know waht you do to survive/
coming at mad rapper is like taking your own life/
by the look of things you far from being called a wife/
im done bitch, im dissing you free, theres no fine/
you make me chucle...
Look here lil rookie Ima teach you some manners/
U like a headless dude trying to fit bandannas/
I won’t tell you how stupid you are/
Riding AG dig nigga you wont go any far/
You not a man, to get on my level got climb a hill/
KILL ME? You have a better chance at kissing your heel/
So whack. You can’t even spell the word bitch/
You’s a retard. You can’t even tell you a snitch/
I’ve been here for a week and you were killed seven times/
Farm boy is my victim. You spit rural, these are urban rhymes/
If being a bitch pays. I guess being a dig doesn’t/
You suck farm dig so much you should be called FAG PEASANT/
To kill you this shit won’t even take sum time/
Your tightness doesn’t exist like peace in Mogabe’s mind/
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ME & HIM SPIT 3 VERSES EACH AND YOU GUYS VOTE...
ladies first. cmon drop bitch!! you still a bitch that wont change, f*** the spelling
bitch you have a nerve going against me/
your duty is to serve me not battle me/
you so weak i can see through you your stomach and i can see your damaged womb/
heard you was in tha sperm bank gettin some of that shit/
and i heard you asking for single men in mxit/
cats who f***ed say you are trouble, to f*** u again theyd choose a tomb/
when the sex is on you call a duoble/
sex with you is suicide/
even god is wondering why do chicks like you still alive/
we all know waht you do to survive/
coming at mad rapper is like taking your own life/
by the look of things you far from being called a wife/
im done bitch, im dissing you free, theres no fine/
you make me chucle...
Look here lil rookie Ima teach you some manners/
U like a headless dude trying to fit bandannas/
I won’t tell you how stupid you are/
???
You not a man, to get on my level got climb a hill/
KILL ME? You have a better chance at kissing your heel/
So whack. You can’t even spell the word bitch/
You’s a retard. You can’t even tell you a snitch/
I’ve been here for a week and you were killed seven times/ ???
Farm boy is my victim. You spit rural, these are urban rhymes/
If being a bitch pays. I guess being a dig doesn’t/
You suck farm dig so much you should be called FAG PEASANT/
To kill you this shit won’t even take sum time/
Your tightness doesn’t exist like peace in Mogabe’s mind/
she spells awfull an she doesnt make sense
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ok bith i done withyou, dont tell your skills me.
n by the way, and who the hell is mogabe? never heared of him before
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ME & HIM SPIT 3 VERSES EACH AND YOU GUYS VOTE...
ladies first. cmon drop bitch!! you still a bitch that wont change, f*** the spelling
bitch you have a nerve going against me/
your duty is to serve me not battle me/
you so weak i can see through you your stomach and i can see your damaged womb/
heard you was in tha sperm bank gettin some of that shit/
and i heard you asking for single men in mxit/
cats who f***ed say you are trouble, to f*** u again theyd choose a tomb/
when the sex is on you call a duoble/
sex with you is suicide/
even god is wondering why do chicks like you still alive/
we all know waht you do to survive/
coming at mad rapper is like taking your own life/
by the look of things you far from being called a wife/
im done bitch, im dissing you free, theres no fine/
you make me chucle...
Look here lil rookie Ima teach you some manners/
U like a headless dude trying to fit bandannas/
I won’t tell you how stupid you are/
???
You not a man, to get on my level got climb a hill/
KILL ME? You have a better chance at kissing your heel/
So whack. You can’t even spell the word bitch/
You’s a retard. You can’t even tell you a snitch/
I’ve been here for a week and you were killed seven times/ ???
Farm boy is my victim. You spit rural, these are urban rhymes/
If being a bitch pays. I guess being a dig doesn’t/
You suck farm dig so much you should be called FAG PEASANT/
To kill you this shit won’t even take sum time/
Your tightness doesn’t exist like peace in Mogabe’s mind/
she spells awfull an she doesnt make sense
ok bith i done withyou, dont tell your skills me.
n by the way, and who the hell is mogabe? never heared of him before
The pot calling the kettle black..... ::)
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ME & HIM SPIT 3 VERSES EACH AND YOU GUYS VOTE...
ladies first. cmon drop bitch!! you still a bitch that wont change, f*** the spelling
bitch you have a nerve going against me/
your duty is to serve me not battle me/
you so weak i can see through you your stomach and i can see your damaged womb/
heard you was in tha sperm bank gettin some of that shit/
and i heard you asking for single men in mxit/
cats who f***ed say you are trouble, to f*** u again theyd choose a tomb/
when the sex is on you call a duoble/
sex with you is suicide/
even god is wondering why do chicks like you still alive/
we all know waht you do to survive/
coming at mad rapper is like taking your own life/
by the look of things you far from being called a wife/
im done bitch, im dissing you free, theres no fine/
you make me chuckle...
Look here lil rookie Ima teach you some manners/
U like a headless dude trying to fit bandannas/
I won’t tell you how stupid you are/
???
You not a man, to get on my level got climb a hill/
KILL ME? You have a better chance at kissing your heel/
So whack. You can’t even spell the word bitch/
You’s a retard. You can’t even tell you a snitch/
I’ve been here for a week and you were killed seven times/ ???
Farm boy is my victim. You spit rural, these are urban rhymes/
If being a bitch pays. I guess being a dig doesn’t/
You suck farm dig so much you should be called FAG PEASANT/
To kill you this shit won’t even take sum time/
Your tightness doesn’t exist like peace in Mogabe’s mind/
she spells awfull an she doesnt make sense
Man im done battling you... instead of just admitting... you're making a fool of yourself... try another artform, rap aint yours... Dick ridding would suit you.
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ME & HIM SPIT 3 VERSES EACH AND YOU GUYS VOTE...
ladies first. cmon drop bitch!! you still a bitch that wont change, f*** the spelling
bitch you have a nerve going against me/
your duty is to serve me not battle me/
you so weak i can see through you your stomach and i can see your damaged womb/
heard you was in tha sperm bank gettin some of that shit/
and i heard you asking for single men in mxit/
cats who f***ed say you are trouble, to f*** u again theyd choose a tomb/
when the sex is on you call a duoble/
sex with you is suicide/
even god is wondering why do chicks like you still alive/
we all know waht you do to survive/
coming at mad rapper is like taking your own life/
by the look of things you far from being called a wife/
im done bitch, im dissing you free, theres no fine/
you make me chuckle...
Look here lil rookie Ima teach you some manners/
U like a headless dude trying to fit bandannas/
I won’t tell you how stupid you are/
???
You not a man, to get on my level got climb a hill/
KILL ME? You have a better chance at kissing your heel/
So whack. You can’t even spell the word bitch/
You’s a retard. You can’t even tell you a snitch/
I’ve been here for a week and you were killed seven times/ ???
Farm boy is my victim. You spit rural, these are urban rhymes/
If being a bitch pays. I guess being a dig doesn’t/
You suck farm dig so much you should be called FAG PEASANT/
To kill you this shit won’t even take sum time/
Your tightness doesn’t exist like peace in Mogabe’s mind/
she spells awfull an she doesnt make sense
Man im done battling you... instead of just admitting... you're making a fool of yourself... try another artform, rap aint yours... Dick ridding would suit you.
His already mastared that my dear eeerm lets see anything else he good at besides lying is a** off , claiming shit and riding cock? hmmnn any ideas?
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ahh young gra**hoper....how little u know..
first u must waxx on before u wax off..
WTF wrong wit u...?
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He posted a verse agaisnt me... and me as an Mc, I have got to say sumthing.
ahh young gra**hoper....how little u know..
first u must waxx on before u wax off..
WTF wrong wit u...?
I hear nun he sayinh...