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All Out HOGG

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You can expekt it, but ya lifes bound to gett fucked up...Shove that snuff up, put dem glocks up...Well established, wit'a brain some say is damaged...Lett me explain the diffrence between average & savage...BOSS HOGG, & ya might wanna call me a snake...Im metal mouth'n mufuckas & i'll spit in ya face...The type to walk strapped after dark...Switch'n lanes while picken my teeth wit'a poison dart...Violent & its painfull like thorazine in ya viens...Sagg'n my Girbuads, cloggin throats & hairball'n drains...[Murda Inda-Mufuckan-Rain]...Emotions are for bitches so i aint feeling a thang...Go on gett to hairpin'n & fishtail'n, Ill gett to jaw packen & cunt rail'n...Off'a dat HP13 [OH LAWD I GETT TO SNAILEN] brain broken & failen...So you tell me whas next?
...Step out the ride & tell whoever else was listening yall just both experinced a close encounter with death...

Add on...

SAV-Phonic style...No sissy shit
 
I AM

I AM

Some Random Asshole
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in the twomp sixx our life styles are hectic/ most reality is manifested/ never know where your life is headed/ you dread it, cause you'se a hoe cake/ and you'se so fake/ you might as well wear a label on your back that reads hasbro/ fuck a crack hoe/ don't need a strap tho/ so don't brandish the fo' fo'/ i ride on low pro's, bendin blocks/ and if you hatin on me you can SUCK 206 COCKS.



(yeah, i know i'm not tyght....i did it for fun)
 
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BaYzHe||!PoW!||

Sicc OG
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All Out HOGG said:
You can expekt it, but ya lifes bound to gett fucked up...Shove that snuff up, put dem glocks up...Well established, wit'a brain some say is damaged...Lett me explain the diffrence between average & savage...BOSS HOGG, & ya might wanna call me a snake...Im metal mouth'n mufuckas & i'll spit in ya face...The type to walk strapped after dark...Switch'n lanes while picken my teeth wit'a poison dart...Violent & its painfull like thorazine in ya viens...Sagg'n my Girbuads, cloggin throats & hairball'n drains...[Murda Inda-Mufuckan-Rain]...Emotions are for bitches so i aint feeling a thang...Go on gett to hairpin'n & fishtail'n, Ill gett to jaw packen & cunt rail'n...Off'a dat HP13 [OH LAWD I GETT TO SNAILEN] brain broken & failen...So you tell me whas next?
...Step out the ride & tell whoever else was listening yall just both experinced a close encounter with death...

Add on...

SAV-Phonic style...No sissy shit
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"I remember how to smile, cuase you smiled when i couldn't...I remember how to cry, cuase you cried when i wouldn't...I know what it means to love, cuase you showed me what it means to care...But i forgot how to be happy, cuase the only time i was happy, was when you were there..."



its good to see every G has a little bitch in him...





we all wish we could be as dope as you...





HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA





self-righteous peice of shit...
 
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Juan Million

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i'm a beast-like muffucka with a thirst for blood like dracula/ snappin necks back like whiplash and attackin like a savage tarantula/ dismantlin mandibles leave you in shambles after i'm through smackin ya/ crushin like boulders rip open ya shoulder and start tappin at ya scapula/
 
KODOGG

KODOGG

Sicc OG
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Fat kids wit kanklez man Im break'n anklez for yo sneaks/
Get off da mic ya fuckin reak 'bout to pull a sneak - attack/
How you react is prolly wit some wacc pre-spat - line /
I to many rhymes on ma hands /
Like I got to many Time on ma hands /
'n to many fans on the Flowz Board /
I came I saw I roard I conquered /
I got even the hottest emcees goin bonquerz /
I'm always strapped /
'n I always be puttin in a cap into anotha fake rat /
I'll make you into jus anotha fuckin slab - of human meat /
Brotha lynch said it better - body parts is how we eat /

Payce.. Short spit but hey.. btw - is a space or breath or end of rhyme in the same spit..
 
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CURT B

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yo im rippin this open mic/ flowin tight/ every time i recite on the mic/ smashin ur forsight on the mic..flippin notes like a class clown rebellon against the teacher/ rippin shows ready to rap now fortellin ur future..i got mischievious scriptures/ with divious mixtures/ u aint seein this trickster..cuz im stealth when im actin/ lookin for wealth when im rappin/ takin ur health with a mac 10..clack clack/ scratch that..boom boom/ zoom through..the scope/ put 1 through u like a head through a rope/ instead of the smoke..risin from the gun hole/ realizin i took one soul/ payin some toll..sent from below/ from hell cuz we'r gangstas and thats where we go..life is some real shit/ so when ur livin feel it/ take a minute and put down ur steel clip/ take in life and conceal it/ cuz when ur dead u cant appeal shit/ so harness ur apreciation in the beat u makin and reveal it...
 
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BaYzHe||!PoW!||

Sicc OG
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ummmm okay...











and why wouldn't i?









cuz he'd murder me and bla bla bla bla bla...









trust me, it wouldn't even matter to me... and besides, shit is squashed... i was just clownin and we aint beefin, so its all good...









and trust me... i set my limitations, not those who doubt my prowess...









oh, and im sad to say that you DUCKED my battle with you...









seems like you knew you didn't want it with me... i dunno, man, its whatever tho... peace
 
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All Out HOGG

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Deprived of'a good life & im down to do dirt for funds...Shoot em inda face & walk away like i never knew em...Exclude myself from normal socitey...Fuck associaten myself with sumthin that just lie to me...Don't like it then fuck off like these female nats on my nuttsack...Approach & gett metalmouth'd, slackjawed wit extra greese to fry ya rats...Sagg my pants & keep my grubby mits on'a tricks ass...Shackled & handcuffed still drunk as fuck stagger'n off chucklen half'a laff...Strike nerves & i can digg down to the root...But i refrain from that & stay seldom so i don't gotta shoot...[Put'a bullet through ya mouth's roof]...[Someone pass me the hundred-&-51 proof]...Seems like im addicted to begging for forgiveness...But i bet i put a bullet in my own brain before its all finished...
 
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L.K.D

Sicc OG
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Jan 21, 2003
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when i got tha mic on ma handz / i neva drop a shoulda / im tired of this little kids pickin their nose's and havin booger snackz / it makez me wanna come with gatz / snatch tha fuckin microphone and leave you with empty palmz / must i bomb you with thiz lyrical granadez ? / boy if ya cant see me then mothafucka take off them shadez / girls touch me like i was some fine fabric / comin hard with thiz rhymez / step hard like a maverick / give me 45 seconds and ill rip you in partz / throw your ass outta here like some dartz/ real niggaz like me aint got no love fo no fuckin markz / wheneva i step / i let tha bulletz eject / straight from ma tech / brake your legs and neck / stick tha pistol in yo mouth till you deep throat / treat you like shit / imma called you cheap coke / dont even know tha code / or how im steppin with thiz lyrical mode / yo i gotta end thiz verse cause your ass is smaller than some fuckin grapez / soft like a cup cake / with yo weak rapz aint no thumbz up / i put ma thumbz to rest / ya cant fuck with a nigga from tha west.
 
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the dude

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Feb 28, 2003
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THEY SAY I'M THE FILTHIEST,
CAUSE THE SKILLS I HAVE ENSTILLED,
I'M LIKE ENLISTED-MILITARY
PUT THE SECRETARY OF DEFENSE
IN CARDIAC ARREST

WHEN HE SEES THE HEAT I CARRY
A MERCENARY-
GUN LIKE DIRTY HARRY
DO EVERYTHING I CAN TO STAY ALIVE,
AND PUT A STACK OF ASHES
WHERE YOU USED TO STAND

I WASN'T ALWAYS LIKE THIS
USED TO CHOOSE TO FIGHT-
WITH MY FISTS AND FEET
BUT I GOT ADDICTED TO THE SIGHT OF BLOOD
AND NOW THAT'S HISTORY

BLISTERING
ON MY HANDS AND FINGERS
IN THE 5TH DEGREE
BURNS TO MY EPIDERMIS
AND STRIPES EARNED
FOR EVERY UNSOLVED MYSTERY

EXPLICIT VISIONS
STILL ALIVE AND KICKIN
IN MY MIND
NERVOUS SYSTEM KEEPS A BODY TWITCHIN'
IF MUNITIONS DOESN'T HIT 'EM RIGHT

BLOW YOU UP INSIDE
5 INCH TALL AND 6 INCH WIDE
PUT A FISH TANK IN YA STOMACH
DAMN EVEN I'M DISGUSTED

THEN LEAVE YOU!-
WITH YOUR BODY SEE THROUGH
PUT PIRAHNAS IN THE TANK
AND WATCH EM EAT YOU
I MUST HAVE BEEN ABUSED
IS WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT THE DUDE
BUT MY HYPNOTIC TUNES
WILL MAKE YOU ALL PSYCHOTIC SOON


JUST SOME SHIT I JOTTED DOWN TODAY, LET ME KNOW WHAT Y'ALL THINK
 
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