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Date Posted: 22:30:50 05/27/02 Mon
In reply to:
Prince
's message, "A BaTtLe" on 11:53:48 05/20/02 Mon
aiight potNa,...i got'cha back,
step off, cuz im bouts to SMAK,...
this sKroney jive turkey into anotha wurld,
gone B so confused,...dressN like a lil country gurl,...
BiG pink bow on dat ONE peazy nap on his head,
gitto version of ellie may...n uncle Jed...
Yea, i gotz skillZ, and was drafted in2 combat...
whut da heck windmills gotta do with daT?...
im talkin bout u swingin them ashy, scaly arms,
afta gettN caught with dat po'goat in ya daddy's barn...
ya sissified,
still passified,...
snaggletooth goon,
boy, ill crack u so hard...ull beat a rocket 2 da moon,...
yo flow is so fake,
u just MAKE,...
my stomache ake...
i can just throw-up,
but id much rather BLOW up,...
yo wrank ~N~
stankin,...
breath n rymes,
the same way me~n~prince been doin it///every single tyme,...
breath all taLkiN loud...just a hummmin,
"Im so FUNkY"...but aint gone stop me from cummin,...
2 jack u up,
slammin u with a quik smakup,...
my forarm cuttin off ya air
gaspin, lookN up n just stare...
lock ya hands B hind ya back,
quit'cha cryin, aint tryna hear dat n giviN u no slack...
not a playpen Prince...i got em wishin he was safe in jail,
cuz we makin 'em go thru the worse kinda hell*...
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