poemranker ::*Round* by Giovannie

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Lyric № 22622

*Round*

Member since 2002 · Posted 27 Oct 2002 · 1 comment

Look at you and your little friends all your fun is about to end with the words i write with this pen i diss you now cuz you diss me then don't try actin a fool sayin when i'm about to drop you again my fun is about to begin Don't try to stamp me out i'll shut you down without a doubt round one you lost the bout Here is round 2 the bell rung thats my cue to chew your head off with my words that stab you like a sword when you don't respond i get bored don't you know i'm the lord of the battle land knowing i never lose the upper-hand my words rip you and yo band make you land on your back the first rapper to stick you like a tack my lyrics never lack attention your pention plan doesn't help next thing you yelp like a dog gettin butchered like a hog

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[n/a] Bachus 6-Jan-03/7:47 PM Reply
turning from prince back to frog.
pulling whole corn from my log
i'm like the sprocket to your cog.
putting the tarquin back in de la bog. beeatch.