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18 November 2005 @ 07:40 pm
Yo, here's my latest lines. Look familiar don't it? Sho', it ain't got rhyme or rhythm, but hell, I did it fo' da lolz. Word.

Our daddy who be illin’ up in the H-crib, we holla at you and yo kingdom come. Thy will be illin’ on earth like it be up dere in yo heavenly crib. Be givin’ us nah some tasty shit. And don’t git all up in our stees cuz we be bustin’ caps in a few wankstas, but be chill; if they didn’t start no shit, wouldn’t be no shit. And don’t be teasin’ us wit’ some shit we can’t pull, but save us from Da Man who be bringin’ us down. Word up, my niggah.
skanklord: YANK!skanklord on November 30th, 2005 06:12 pm (UTC)
Dat be sick, yo! Word ta da wiggah!
jazzriff on December 1st, 2005 12:26 am (UTC)
One o' dese days we gon' have an mc battle up in dis mofo. You be warned; I'm'a kill.
skanklordskanklord on December 1st, 2005 04:49 pm (UTC)
I shure yo be! I be mo a dj den a mc - I be mixin wit 2 casette playas, playah!
jazzriff on December 1st, 2005 08:19 pm (UTC)
Worrrrd you be inta da old-skool equipment like this fly honey:
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Check that phonograph tat she be sportin'; she be fo' reeeeeal.

If you evah wants to battle you know I down.
skanklordskanklord on December 1st, 2005 08:58 pm (UTC)
Damn, bruthakin! I'd like ta spin my 78 on dat ill gramophone, fo' shure! Stick my needle in dat groove, & listen for dem dope beats.

Dats a fly ass tat, dat.

We be battlin' at da bruthakin convenshun fo' shure.
Miss Insignifi-CUNTsabrejet81 on November 9th, 2007 04:49 pm (UTC)