Intergalactic Kegger Crasher Response to Rap 5 

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Yea I remember MC. He was a lil punk. He used to wanna do drugs and he used to wanna be a XIV, His lyrics used to be wack and his raps were weak, I could freestyle longer than he could, i flow longer than him and i could get down like Priesthood, MC u wack ya can't talk smack, i be destroyin fake MCs like u when i rap on tha track, Fo Reals back in tha hood and rappin is easy, u can't even bust a cap i'm off tha 1 off tha hizzy, when i get done wit u MC u will b nuttin, i'm beatin you at rap when i b bustin, i be bustin flows that r phat like dona cuquita, your wack MC just drop tha mic cuz i beat ya. iight peace

MC you are wack as hell. Your name should be lil pussy cuz you sayin you got yo ass kicked. I could beat you at rap and I could beat the shit outta you ya lil pussy.

I'm all over this fuckin site because my lyrics is always right because this site is a wreck send ya all out on a 80 year trek so I can have time to get on with my life bye bye, I took yo wife I don't know who da hell anybody here is but some of da raps is a bunch of shit and, don't say I'm gonna get my ass kicked because I already did

Tragic, sit back listen let me share from you to you and back to me, They all try to step step to this shit, but I am a motha fuckin lyrical p-i-m-p, Frustrated, you shoulda waited aint no sense in tryin to debate it, I throw my shit at him and he deflated, To answer the questions correctly, you're just a wreck, G A facsimile of all you claim to be, Weaker than the last Wu-Tang CD, I regret to say it but it's all tru, you aint nuttin but a bitch to me, my lyrics like a dick in your mouth, so fuck you, spittin this shit, got your girls panties all wet, Tell ya what ya need to do,go call the vet, So I can put this shit to sleep, it's outta control quick, But this shit is getting tiresome so it's time to go, Remember who's the master, whos the bitch, Except your a thump in life, and roll with the roll

you bitch ass mutha fuckers gettin word, betta yet a sniff that the creater of this site is a big fuckin turd, How we play this ?what you gonna do, put your trust in me I will see it through, flush that motha fucka literally and poetically to, go ahead bitch step to the plate, I'll bust that ass and take your wife on a date, my blood runs cold, your poor ass lyrics are gettin old, back the fuck up, sit that ass down, there is a new head motha fucka in town, thats right it's me I walk with a limp, some punks may even call me a gimp, thats all right though cause like you their shit lacks what counts, step back this dogs about to pounce, I can write like this all day, but whats the point you gotta ask your wife if you can come out to play, la la la deddle dee dee, Next time you wanna grab a mic, grab a dick, cause a cocksucking bitch is all you are to me. PEACE!

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