Yet another late post, tut tut tut to me. Well, pretty soon there won't be a post for an entire week (nearly) due to me being in Scotland. Huzzah.
Anyway, I was quite hyper the other night and I started having a rap battle with one of my mates, Charlie, over MSN. At first it wasn't so great from both sides but the heat soon picked up and after two or so rounds each we were both ON FIRE. YEAH. YEAH.
Well, what good is it if I don't share? Actually my MSN chat logs are really screwed up so I can't post the ones me and Charlie traded. I'll give you guys an exclusive.
'Ay fool, why you trippin'
You tryin' ta' stop me from rippin'
But yo' rhymes are weak, bro', your standards are slippin'
Pretty soon ma' lines are gonna have you flippin'
So get outta' hea' foo', before I blast yo' ass out
Gangster rappin' ain't what'chu knowledgable about
What chu' better be knowledgable about is how to reroute
Bro', this ain't the boy scouts, we don't go fishin' fo' trouts,
Ain't nuthin' more fo' us to talk about, so get'out.
Oooooh, that was sick. (And in case you aren't so great with understanding when I'm being sarcastic, that was dripping with it. I hate rap artists just as I did when I first heard them. Rap is just some people who know how to talk fast. Me and Charlie share this rabid hatred, and our "rap battles" are just piss-takes basically. Don't get serious and start e-mailing me responses unless you're joking around as well.)
Anyway, DJ Park 'as gotta bounce, foo's! See yo' asses tomorrow.
This is so hilarious~
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