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IQ-befriade battlerader

Vår Hiphop - Lyricism

   

2012-02-10 01:38

IQ-befriade battlerader

Här har jag inte skrivit på 5 år kanske. Men jag fick för mig att skriva lite straight up bullshit, haha. "Battlerader" kan vi väl kalla det...

I'm always in the clouds cuz I'm sunny and high
Having fun with this guy is like "Funny or die"
Cum in your eye... faggot, stop blinking!
Start drinking, smoke, zone out and stop thinking
My cock's stinking.. Eat it. Cheeseburger.
Beat servers. Netcee, go the distance. Bleed further.
Meat's murder? Make you a vegetable. Braindead.
Game's dead. Rap blows, that's why i gain head
It's my bread, and butter. Head, in the cutter.
Lay your bed, in the gutter. With your moms. MOTHERFUCKER!
Take on another Sucker, like part two with Rusiak
Leave you with 2pac, simply put: you - wack
True dat. I take out families. Where's your baby mama?
Create the drama. Make you look like a clown - Lady Gaga
Pay me comma, now, dot at the end. Period. Do it.
Cool it. It's just battle rhymes. Fuck it. Martin Timell - screw it.


Peeeeace.

"Den tjocka killen i Trippel Ett"