Just Talkin SHit.... (Collabo Bros)September 22 2002 at 11:12 AM
|Joe Muggz Introducing Streetlyfe |
from IP address 220.127.116.11
Yo, ima disable, disconnect, & destroy ya apility to submit wack shit/
When i attack wit, jagged axes that leaves ya back split/
Cement ya face to ya Dads dick wit quick hits from clinched fists/
To tha base of ya skull, where tha apex of ya spine is/
Bear hug you till you involuntary vomit my bent wrists, my insite encourages dikes to wanna grow dicks/
Makin my opponents throw relentless fits, like women wit small tits/
I rhyme sick, rockin satellites in orbit wit mic chords behind it/
As for my lyrics, every chemist finds it impossible to be devised wit/
Eventho yo ass is spineless, this shit can make ya disc re-align quick/
You get deaf, dumb, & blinded, when yo eyes & ears collide this/
Im slowly burnin ya weak lyrics wit 3rd degrees in it;/
My normal walkin speed exceeds any earthly speed limit/
It seems sick, but thats because you aint really felt this/
99 percent of my foes know what it feels like to be helpless/
Cuz im tha craziest, i got you too afraid to diss and take a risk/
My rhymes are the kind that you highlight, print, and save to disk/
Im like a psychic when i get inside ya mind kid, but ya brain, i cant spot it/
You got it?..im tha type of mc that makes oxygen become toxic when i drop it/
Its deductive logic, im so ill, i exhale cabon monoxide droplets/
Usin fish hooks to drag ya miserably mangled ass across ya moms carpet/
Lay your head inside the closet, & kick the door till it breaks or i can lock it/
Then use your fractured noggin to practice my golf hits........... you soft bitch...
I think it's safe to say that if it was a "end"... it just begun/
85% of yall couldn't spit this hard chewing a Viagra stick of gum/
I'm the twisted one, listen son... got skillz.. then apply it/
You bitches couldn't see me if my named was tatted inside of your eyelids/
And if you can... then different story... just come back vicous/
Cause I burn like compacted sodium contact lenses/
Give You Time To Think....
Your not a friend, your not a pal, nor my aquaintance/
I make kids.... see what I'm saying like sign language.....
Let me stop...
Damn... I like that...
- JeSuS FuCkIn ChRiSt! PEEP!!!!!!!!! - i M aChAvEl on Sep 23, 2002, 11:07 PM
- Yeah I keep telling this lil fucker... - Joe Muggz on Sep 27, 2002, 5:14 PM
- LOL... - i M aChAvEl on Oct 2, 2002, 11:54 PM
- yo - Shiestmillni on Oct 18, 2002, 8:49 PM