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Date Posted: 14:32:27 02/14/04 Sat
Author: skizzy
Subject: lol
In reply to: BlackNova 's message, "Fuck Theory" on 02:50:51 08/24/03 Sun

Can’t touch me


They stand shook then hit the floor and quiver
90 degrees but one hit from when I spit leaves your mind in a shiver
I leave more punch then koolade can deliver
I’m like shadow boxing your own reflection
Ill leave you swinging in the wrong direction
What’s the next theme of my rhyme skem
Ill fuck your sister so hard your mom will start to cream
My words a seed planted in your head as it imbeds and spreads
Leaving you to fear my face like it’s a dream of a race and im first and your only second place
Yo you don’t pack heat you pack a hole in your pocket
Put your hand in and begin to rock it
You speak jerkin your self around
Have the nerve to pull out and give your boys a pound
He’s fuckin pissed yet he hides in the mist with a right hand that has a broken wrist
From strong arming his peter
wearing his dads only wife beater
Boys 18 and needs some Viagra
Ill leave you drowning in more flows then Niagara
I’m lost in all this commotion
Someone please give this kid some lotion



Something’s got to give
We aint playin we know where you live
Its like playin Russian roulette and playin wit fire
Your face is gonna end up on a missing flyer
Who knows who’s fault it is when you’re lost
Times up your gonna pay the cost
Listen I cant be beat
Your like a kid on rollerblades headed towards the street
Don’t even try to make peace
Ill leave bullet holes through your fleece
Why cant you just see
Not anyone in your crew can touch me

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  • Fuck Theory Preeeetty Gud -- Samira, 08:17:16 03/09/04 Tue
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