Challenge

[FaZedONE]

Ima play you all like a deck of cards, you wanna break glass? Ima pick up the shards.

You wanna piece of ass? Keepin the pies is hard. You wanna take a bath?

Cant wash off those scars. You thinkin you got some skillz, cuz the game all D'd up.

I know you aint for real, you aint G'd up. Your arms too short to box with god.

Im on the porch, your in the yard. Inside the house, the flame pit's charred.

Ready to burn out, if you lightin up. Dirty talk aint ****, but a siphoned cup.

I stole about, a tank of gas, you done ran out, consider it your last, chance, to

advance, the games sewn up. Sucka frees the deal, but the game blown up.

Dont ask me the deal, i aint done grown up. You want another appeal, but you aint

shown up. I blew your spot, you knew the block was hot, you better give it up, cuz

you might get caught. If you in a jam, ima crush your nuts, put it on some toast,

i aint Waxxin sluts. If you wanna boast, i got the sickest cuts. F(_)ck the viking coast

your boats in a rut.

[N'vinsabol]

if you really want a challenge set it up...you know what i'm talking about

[FaZedONE]

[gotti capone]

this nygga half assed rappin' he aint ready for battle
this is a kindergarten nygga quick to tell and tattle
go get your rattle amateur becuz the god has now spoken
i'm the reason why you mad cuz i'm keepin' your wiz open
these nyggas aint an option they rarely an issue
these cats is buttercup and they softer than wet tissue
and ypu aint got no fans so nobody gon' miss you
so dont get all emotional when no one shows up at the venue
and i could send you to heaven or hell about 100 different ways
but i'll destroy you over rhymes becuz the nygga lied that says crime pays

[FaZedONE]

I never said crime pays fool, i just like to bend the rules, fukk the laws like they was broads, you either gotti capone or X, you aint them all, so pick or choose jus like me, heaven or hell, which one you ready to c? cause me personally i was born to be, on top of the crown worn by all the gs, i cross you out, until you say please, i teach you new tricks, but you still bite my steez, you couldn't do sh1t if it wasnt for me, im like that splinter cell stuck off in your finger, you cannot set it free, but it comes out festering rottin both ways, i got front back and side to side, give a fukk what ti sayz, houston texas is the capitol of fat people, shredded beef sh1ttin gayz, when i read Malcolm's biography i was blow away, an i read that book, i aint watch the spike lee, so jus cause im white dont mean you know me, they call me red sometimes, when they my homies, im like solomon commanded the ghouls, the inbred cronies.

[TRIPLE THREAT]

Originally Posted by gotti capone

this nygga half assed rappin' he aint ready for battle
this is a kindergarten nygga quick to tell and tattle
go get your rattle amateur becuz the god has now spoken
i'm the reason why you mad cuz i'm keepin' your wiz open
these nyggas aint an option they rarely an issue
these cats is buttercup and they softer than wet tissue
and ypu aint got no fans so nobody gon' miss you
so dont get all emotional when no one shows up at the venue
and i could send you to heaven or hell about 100 different ways
but i'll destroy you over rhymes becuz the nygga lied that says crime pays

Thank you for deading that...

this young nicca tri-sex-ual

party time with a vegetable

he crying like a third world child,
walking aimlessly for miles,
can't find beef
So its SOhh he dials...he dials.......he.he..he ...he dials

[TRIPLE THREAT]

Originally Posted by FaZedONE

Ima play you all like a deck of cards, you wanna break glass? Ima pick up the shards.

You wanna piece of ass? Keepin the pies is hard. You wanna take a bath?

Cant wash off those scars. You thinkin you got some skillz, cuz the game all D'd up.

I know you aint for real, you aint G'd up. Your arms too short to box with god.

Im on the porch, your in the yard. Inside the house, the flame pit's charred.

Ready to burn out, if you lightin up. Dirty talk aint ****, but a siphoned cup.

I stole about, a tank of gas, you done ran out, consider it your last, chance, to

advance, the games sewn up. Sucka frees the deal, but the game blown up.

Dont ask me the deal, i aint done grown up. You want another appeal, but you aint

shown up. I blew your spot, you knew the block was hot, you better give it up, cuz

you might get caught. If you in a jam, ima crush your nuts, put it on some toast,

i aint Waxxin sluts. If you wanna boast, i got the sickest cuts. F(_)ck the viking coast

your boats in a rut.

you get.....3 " i was just playing yall" passes

[FaZedONE]

i dont dial ****, im on a cable modem, and look at the dates for these posts man, retarded.