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To puertolubian -
03-31-2003, 10:45 AM
Yaw "fear factor", ur nuthin but "shit rapper"
wait a sec... have I dissed u before can't seem to remember anymore maybe I'm to old for dis shit to be spitting our lines and rhyming wit it wat dis "illegal street"? look like Elmo in sesame street want me ta look out for you? I just smash you, you go "boo hoo" think ya all dis in this breakin' herd? Don't know what to say. Runnin outta words I wonder if thee is as shit as me maybe I'll end dis wit a "FUCK YOU!!! YOU'RE GAY" and have a nice day ![]() Peace puert ![]() Vs |
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03-31-2003, 04:49 PM
Viet stylist, you are shitty in rapping, and shitty in breaking/
no matter how hard you try, other peeps rhymes is what you're taking/ fo real dawg, you stink, you're hair is flaking/ bitch, whats burning? oh, its that shit you call cake thats baking/ like japan did to the US in WWII, im the giant you are waking/ my every vocal, spit and step is makin ya shaking/ these words slip off my tongue, lyrics is what im making/ ring a ding ding, the bell is rung, in this punchline match, i am da king/ |
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Past Names: bboy alloy --> Noche Rock --> Ritmo
New Name: Zoinks! http://www.xanga.com/dale_ritmo http://www.myspace.com/ritmo_xl |
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03-31-2003, 08:19 PM
so your the king huh! i already studied your rhyme to test this,
(don't be cruel) to my lyric's, my lyrics leave ya dead like Elvis, trying to get this, good, you should study my rhyme better, my rhymes are tighter than 300 pounder in a small sweater, see i don't expect much, but you should expext much more lyric's from me, fuck a battle, voting ain't shit so i'am a spit freely, so expect me to shit on alot of fucking bitch ass emcees, those who can't feel punches feel this SUCK MY DICK IN THORN TREES, just playing!!!!!!! GORGANUS HAS SPOKEN!!!!!!!!!!! |
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03-31-2003, 10:16 PM
plz nigga. now u trippin/
flippin lyrics around like u think u wicked/ u sick cant come up wit no scheme/ i mean man, come up wit a better word theme/ goragunus wut kinda name is dat/ next to jay-z, dat sounds wack/ check the track and rewind to better days/ if yuh practice mo, ull see how it comes in better ways// |
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04-01-2003, 07:56 AM
puerto it's about time you shut the fuck up,
your rhymes are wack son just give up, better days?, what the hell you think your tupac, your a fake, a faggot family man, meanin you keep it in the family just 'cos you can, listen to this plan, pueto perspiers prophusley, naggin nigger belong in a nursury, your 'schemes' are shit, your punches miss they don't hit, your like dr evil an i'm austin powers, now fuck of bitch an buy yoslef some flowers.. peace dogg, i got writers bloc so this was a bit shite. |
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04-01-2003, 05:05 PM
even witout writers block, you still spit shit!
damn, you got more punches then puerto, but yours barely hit! lyrical assasin is what they call you? you say? i dont believe that, you cant flow anyday your last 2 lines were wack as fuck even with a pot of gold you still wouldnt have a chance, tough luck! your as fake as a three dolla bill i read your rhymes and punches, you got no skill is that the best plan you could think of? damn boy, you suck! tell your grandma your lyrics and she wont even give you sum love...! |
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04-01-2003, 07:07 PM
ya rhymes suck, sure ya a noob, but still that shits fuckin sad ta see//
ya wouldnt be packin power if ya was deliverin punches with batteries// would equip ya with a knife but this bitch still couldnt slash at me// ill bash at frees, disable ya writtens, not like i need to ya precursed// ya shits still comin out faulty even tho ya had weeks ta reherse// basically ya had a weak verse, it'll be hours later but ya still shook// ya may be the PREcurser but neva saw me in ya spell book// some day he'll look ta find i murdered his drop and whine for his rattle// fuckin baby emcee suck ya shit in cuz this aint even a battle// peace |
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04-02-2003, 12:59 AM
freelancerapper could he get any crapper,
this dogs a bitch nevertheless he makes percursers hand twitch, beating off over freelances avatar, closest he'll ever get to bein a star, this bitch should've given up at one bar, 'cos your embarrasin yourself, your skills far from delf, your words aint shit mine be more than wealth, i bury you under my skills too many, like a super-imposed tax levy, what are you, are sore-assed rapper with skills too few, bitch ass homie, nah more of a phony, aint a dog your a pony, man i could go on forever, while you sound like your writing the weather, punches are shit they is light as a feather, when will you get better?, never, as the days go on, i hope you realise you aint the bomb, you belong in a thong, wack emcee what went wrong.. |
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04-03-2003, 10:22 PM
u is wut went wrong/
whack behind mc wannabe singin sisqos songs/ u cant think of yuh own lyrics dats why u bite/ u hidin from me cuz u cant stand how i good i fight/ bite harder than a dog and im serious/ wuts the matta nigga? why u gettin delerious?/ dont talk if yuh cant back it up/ yuh talk alotta smack dats why i pack yuh up/ like shaq i stuff yuh like a turkey/ even though its not thanksgivin i deliver like a post man dats true wit workin/ u aint got skills cuz u pick on lower level rappers/ now i trashed yuh and threw yuh away like used gum rappers// |
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jus practice -
04-03-2003, 11:29 PM
boastin dat you puertolumbian//
now u messin wit the puertocuban// grab a pad and take notes, ya lil half a man// and i'll teach ya sumden, like how i got yo woman// all da breakerz call me scooby doo// except fo yo girl who calls me boo// it was really easy to get her, din't hafta try very hard// jus walked up and asked, she said cool cus yo dic was scarred// next thing i noe. dem panties dropped to the flo// and in five minutes, i had her screamin puerto rico// now to a new subject, lets let dat one go// cus she ain't matter tah meeh, dat dirty-ass-ho// and yo rhymes could neva touch meeh// dey even set yo monkey verses free// cus can't nobody break my reign// in dis rappin-n-rhymin game// my lyrics burn hot like a flame// u can't even figure out from where they came// and if u can't deal wit dis lyrical pain// (i kno u can't, all the others were da same)// jus put yo fist through a window pane// ~one~ |
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when the heart weighs heavy from pain...
the mind is doscile... when the mind is doscile... the mouth is dormant... when the mouth is dormant... the world still spins... so get over it!!! --scooby RIP Juan (grandpa) + Derek (brother) + Tony (friend) + Jason (friend) |
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very nice Scooby Doo -
04-04-2003, 12:34 AM
pretty good son, keep spiting that hot shit!!!!!!!!
this ain't no Cartoon Network son, your rerun show cannot fool ME, your just a NEWBIE, about to get riped from GORGANUS..yea TRULY, always following SHAGGY, knowing that the situation's gonna be SCARY, ask yourself this question, is it gonna be FOOD or PUSSY, fucking gay cat, your week weekend rap's can't screw with ME, even if you had a STRAP-ON, and i was on a platform bended over HORIZONTALLY, no you never heard of me, i'am really all you wanna BE, the lyrical HUE HEFINER, i don't share BITCHES so you can't FUCK WITH ME, JUST PLAYING GORGANUS HAS SPOKEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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04-04-2003, 06:18 AM
would i want to fuck with this kat, tearin apart the old folks home,
fucking demented amnesia bitches twith his miniscual bone, just so they forget, will he be back though, you bet, my brothers coming along fine in 8 months he'll be due in good time, gorganus fucked my mother then my father he smother, fuck this bitch goes both ways, can't decide to hang with lez's or gays, hue hefner, please, whats this you got dreamers disease, i force you back down on your knees, i got you begging for these, but you can't handle my balls size of double DD's, never heard of you 'cos your wack, all you rap about is gays, you've strayed from the track, if you could i bet you'd devour your own sack, the only thing gorganus 'ripped', is his ass thats to often gripped, by hands of his downie forfathers that he's kept alive for the pleasure of others. peace bro. ![]() |
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04-04-2003, 01:07 PM
yeah. you gonna end in pieces/
cuttin yuh down like a lumbajack smaller den reeses pieces/ cant compare wit the master of defeat-ness/ unless u back off and get on both knees/ betta yet neeyucka, bow down to yuh masta cuz u eggin me plz/ to stop reckin yuh flow/ cuz u and i both know/ dat u gots to go/ spittin cuz i like to and dis aint a show// |
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tite flow man...i likes -
04-04-2003, 01:16 PM
just fo fun!!!
dang man...look at yo name, raian, look like you hooked on phonics// u so wack, phukin up erythang...u even phuk up ebonics// spittin dem fake ass rhymes like johnny pnuemonic// i'll give yo ass shakes as if u was on dat chronic// u think u ill...thinkin u droppin a bomb// u ain't do shit but try yo own mom// even comparin yo balls to sum big ass boobs// to bad yo dick resemble some skinny ass tubes// u and yo ugly ass lookin like a racoon// dat mullet on yo head like da hat of daniel boone// two years late...still cookin yo drugs in a spoon// jus go back tah sleep...roll yo ass in a cocoon// u think da rhymes u spit, be da illest shit// but ganus pitched slow -n- u still couldn't get a hit// but incase you ain't learn fromd is lesson yit// bout da illest hispanic dat u been phuckin wit// dis is scooby doo// now tell me what ta do// |
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when the heart weighs heavy from pain...
the mind is doscile... when the mind is doscile... the mouth is dormant... when the mouth is dormant... the world still spins... so get over it!!! --scooby RIP Juan (grandpa) + Derek (brother) + Tony (friend) + Jason (friend) |
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04-04-2003, 03:39 PM
Tell you what to do?
Find a better simile than "ugly like racoon" And don't add lines just to rhyme like "up in a cacoon" Is it "you" "yo" "ya" or "u" Make a decision you can fucking stick to. Limit your use of "illest" and forget about "ill", You use them so much, they've lost their fucking thrill. Did John Pneumonic rhyme, I really can't recall Or did you just write that shit so your next line didn't fall. Speaking of that line, you gonna "shake his ass"? Dreaming of some butt humping, are we lass? But the most important thing I can tell a chump like you, is: Find a better word to rhyme with Scooby-doo. (Just cause it's got two "o" don't mean it's a different word, hoe) |