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Just to shut Joe up.

Vår Hiphop - Lyricism

   

2008-07-14 16:00

Just to shut Joe up.

Seriously dude, you need to knock it the fuck off. You got zero potential, zero style, zero technique, no vocabulary what so ever. The only thing you're relatively good at is spitting bullshit texts with no structure, no flow and shitty rhymes.
Try typing out the complete words with a decent structure into it and people might actually bother to read your shit.

Let me bless you whore I thought I'd let you know
If we battle I bring shells to the table and I don't mean Escargo..
I.. I.. studder of joy when I see Joes lyrics because I like to critiz..e written shit
Especially when his texts could have been written by deep fried chi.cken wings
My first two bars killed you, you shouldn't be here, you're misguided
I don't know if I should stop now or continue, it just like your sex, undecided
I'm laidback and mysterious, just like my voice is
I'll be easy on you, since you're worthless
I'm getting head while you're a horseman who's horseless
That means you're walking like a bitch and I just left you voiceless.
You dont need my help to dissapear from the game like an illusionist
You cocky, worthless shit, everyone will prop me after veiwing this
If you ask nicely, I'll sell you a few bars, but I don't bargain with queers
You can feed off my lines, because lyrically.. you've been starving for years
"Hey bitch ass, why are you such a hater??" I don't hate, you suck, thats the difference
You're on about asses so much I believe them to be your preference
Fuck it man, you're just tedious and lame
the only time you'll blow me away is when you sneeze in my face
Joe claim my comments to be "WEAK and PATHETIC!" shiie.. he's a GAYWHORE!
I really can't play more, drop your bazookah and step on my claymores
Quit rapping, that's all I'm saying, and start making horror flicks instead
Becuase your texts are like a (wannabe lyrical) promo for the night of the living dead.


A bar or so short, but hey, I gotta get home.
One luv, Pluff.

Living is easy, with eyes closed.