Monday, March 19, 2007
I piss on your grave
Come on now Masta you were really lame this time, I never knew you liked nursery rhymes, but since you do, here's one for you, roses are red violets are blue, I fucked your mother and then she had you, ha ha let's go how 'bout another one, these nursery rhymes were kinda fun, roses are red violets are blue, your father fucked the milkman, bo-ho-fucking-ho, but seriously folks let's crank it up a notch, let's head butt Masta in his face and kick him in the crotch, but wait the crotch is the wrong place to kick, li'l Masta ain't got a dick, maybe a mini penis is hiding in there, but it's more like a giant clit I swear, Masta J, never okay, Mr "I'm-straight-outta-south-harbor" ya'll better make way, snap back to reality, you're a monstrosity, you're abnormality, a lousy vasectomy, yeah that's right there's no need to fight, you're a lot of bark but simply no bite, I'm Urquell you're Miller Lite, you're the toilet when I take a shite, I give you nightmares every night, you sneak into you closet and lock it shut tight, then you come out of the closet every day, even homosexuals are pissed that you're gay, you give them a very bad reputation, you're the number one reason for sterilization, a minute in your company, and people question humanity, how come you allowed to live on, in the olden timey days you'd been stoned and long gone, so I think it's time to bury the hatchett, right in your skull didn't see that one coming I bet, let me end this rhyme on a positive note, I saw you fucking yesterday - with a billy goat! Hahahahaha sucker!
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Wednesday, March 7, 2007
Slim..pickens! (a thank you very a much)
I said a hip hop a hippin' and a hoppin' and a down start boppin' to the beat! Masta junkies in da house! Masta junkies in the house so put your hands in the air and wave em like you just don't care that's right fool don't be tripping 'bout my old school I'm getting the crowd goin' getting the juices flowing 'cause it's time to end this shit I haven't heard a rhyme that's worth a dime from your mouth cause Masta only saw some spit Slim Tricky's back in town Slim Tricky's back in town everyone knows he is a clown yo where's the circus at don't lie to the kids just becuase you're a fat twat with a funny hat that smells like a rat that just shat cause i'm not here to chit chat i'll take out my bat and wack it on your head splat! cause i'm a fucking hellcat the fury and you're not all that you're a hall mat to be stepped on flat splattely-splat splat haha! you're not ready for combat you're a punk a fucking brat so please just get out of here scram run beat it...stat! you're fat and boring like Hitchcock - "gooood evening" NO! good bye nice try get out of here before you die you look like a pig and smell like a pig sty I'll strangle you like in Frenzy with my neck tie (haha I already know your reply) what's that little Tricky hmm your throats dry? you look a little pale are you gonna cry? want your mama and dance the polka? the rumba? BANZAI!
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