brown boy VS ironic commando
- Thread starter Ironic Commando
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i'll be nice and refrain from calling you shit-boy//
like your rhymes...your bars are too little to work the middle...so your bitch had to perchance dick-toys//
i got a battalion of ships deployed, hidden deep within the mist, i got guerrillas equipped with beast armor and clips the size of your fist, your defense surrounded//
my electric flow buries and punishes, like i left you grounded//
you the type of cat that would say some homo shit and still wonders how that sounded..while clearly on lee's dick you're deeply mounted//
your a man-herder and hambergler, in the kitchen at hooters...he couldnt get his meat-pounded//
if your flow was in audio...i'd have to turn it up cause that shits weak-sounding//
you stand with your head-tucked-in-your-knees...you fuckin-with-me...you can scrap-that-story//
your flow are the same consistency of what i flush down my "labrotory"//
rip your thesis, fuckin eat your pieces, your undigested mass out my ass-is-gory//
you throw-duds, i flow floods and when i flash-its-pouring//
you're fucking daft-man...you need to drop those shit-stained boxers in your trash-can//
you couldnt bring a bitch to your room..she'd need a mask-and hasmat suit and the bitch prolly aint even cute//
with the other foot cocked back, you got your ass kicked with a steel toed wing tips....so i'll honor your wish to reboot//
that is, right after you and lee come out that stall...there was a sign that said "in use"
like your rhymes...your bars are too little to work the middle...so your bitch had to perchance dick-toys//
i got a battalion of ships deployed, hidden deep within the mist, i got guerrillas equipped with beast armor and clips the size of your fist, your defense surrounded//
my electric flow buries and punishes, like i left you grounded//
you the type of cat that would say some homo shit and still wonders how that sounded..while clearly on lee's dick you're deeply mounted//
your a man-herder and hambergler, in the kitchen at hooters...he couldnt get his meat-pounded//
if your flow was in audio...i'd have to turn it up cause that shits weak-sounding//
you stand with your head-tucked-in-your-knees...you fuckin-with-me...you can scrap-that-story//
your flow are the same consistency of what i flush down my "labrotory"//
rip your thesis, fuckin eat your pieces, your undigested mass out my ass-is-gory//
you throw-duds, i flow floods and when i flash-its-pouring//
you're fucking daft-man...you need to drop those shit-stained boxers in your trash-can//
you couldnt bring a bitch to your room..she'd need a mask-and hasmat suit and the bitch prolly aint even cute//
with the other foot cocked back, you got your ass kicked with a steel toed wing tips....so i'll honor your wish to reboot//
that is, right after you and lee come out that stall...there was a sign that said "in use"
matter of fact
[SIZE=-1]A fixed wash basin connected to hot and cold running water and the building drain and used primarily for personal hygiene.
www.portlandonline.com/auditor/index.cfm[/SIZE][SIZE=-1]toilet: a room or building equipped with one or more toilets
washbasin: a bathroom sink that is permanently installed and connected to a water supply and drainpipe; where you can wash your hands and face; "he ran some water in the basin and splashed it on his face"
flush toilet: a toilet that is cleaned of waste by the flow of water through it
seems to me everytime you try to debate me...you end up looking foolish
please stop
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[SIZE=-1]A fixed wash basin connected to hot and cold running water and the building drain and used primarily for personal hygiene.
www.portlandonline.com/auditor/index.cfm[/SIZE][SIZE=-1]toilet: a room or building equipped with one or more toilets
washbasin: a bathroom sink that is permanently installed and connected to a water supply and drainpipe; where you can wash your hands and face; "he ran some water in the basin and splashed it on his face"
flush toilet: a toilet that is cleaned of waste by the flow of water through it
seems to me everytime you try to debate me...you end up looking foolish
please stop
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i can murder you in peace as you sleep...or i can make it messy with pain-and-anguish//
take out your small intestines, rearrange-and-tangle-it around your exposed brain-and-anus//
you talk tough i guess, but its hard to understand cats who bang-with-spanglish//
i'll wetten-ya.. head-with-a plethora of big worded text to threaten-ya...you got nerve trying to see me with a blind man's retinas//
im like a ravenous beast...i'll go for your neck-first..or i can detach my entire verse, and rattle it off like a shotty in one burst//
my dick from you mouth, i'd kindly like for you to unearth//
im hated on the siccness, but when you come out to your fam...guess who will get shunned-worse//
you think you got the balls to murk me...but you're missing-two//
i may not be able to see dead people, but i see the bitch-in-you//
i'll leave your face to rip-and-skew as i pump these chunky these missles-through//
permanently part your grease ball head, gave it a dead man's official-dew//
your last rhyme needed work..so guess that why you were "fixin'-to" get at me in the second round, but opted-not-to//
dont need to lock when i pop-and-drop-you with that rockin'-glock-fu//
i'll leave lee to sop-and-mop-you with his mouth wide open//
hes hoping your congealed mass has something hard to poke-through//
you are pathetic...you knew you you're faker than cartoon character's prosthetic, before i even said-it//
you woman needs a real man, you can her off at my crib so she can get her ass waxed poetic
take out your small intestines, rearrange-and-tangle-it around your exposed brain-and-anus//
you talk tough i guess, but its hard to understand cats who bang-with-spanglish//
i'll wetten-ya.. head-with-a plethora of big worded text to threaten-ya...you got nerve trying to see me with a blind man's retinas//
im like a ravenous beast...i'll go for your neck-first..or i can detach my entire verse, and rattle it off like a shotty in one burst//
my dick from you mouth, i'd kindly like for you to unearth//
im hated on the siccness, but when you come out to your fam...guess who will get shunned-worse//
you think you got the balls to murk me...but you're missing-two//
i may not be able to see dead people, but i see the bitch-in-you//
i'll leave your face to rip-and-skew as i pump these chunky these missles-through//
permanently part your grease ball head, gave it a dead man's official-dew//
your last rhyme needed work..so guess that why you were "fixin'-to" get at me in the second round, but opted-not-to//
dont need to lock when i pop-and-drop-you with that rockin'-glock-fu//
i'll leave lee to sop-and-mop-you with his mouth wide open//
hes hoping your congealed mass has something hard to poke-through//
you are pathetic...you knew you you're faker than cartoon character's prosthetic, before i even said-it//
you woman needs a real man, you can her off at my crib so she can get her ass waxed poetic