Badblood vs. neils7147933 battle is MOMENTS AWAY!

[Tony Blitz]

did you recognize the front row in that picture? It was 7001, Sara, run w/knives & Tony Blitz!

the red fiya shirt says it all!

[Tony Blitz]

damn this took all day to write, hope you guys like it!

Seven A.M. woke in the morning, with Hen and caffiene and green
and nicotine. No dough, so pop a couple of those. Little
RIPsta, *****, Mr. Clean. Make it deep, deep in my temple, and
I go get sentimentally steamed with my instrumelody and
heated especially for your team and the forty-five indeed will
beam in between the seams, destroy your dreams. You willing to
die? We'll see how many flee when I 'cause the scene. We mean
mug, Mo Thug, trained to be perfect disciples when it's
survival time, die by double-edged sword, triple six rivals
spittin' fire, that's the real truth, *****, breakin' down for
lives, my
Messiah, better get ready for Armageddon, shoots expired, it's
wild. Bless the child, the one that became a man, but them
positions' already there, all that I had to do was stare. Test
me now, contend, never no surrender, no pretend, pick up my gun
in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends. Hey, open and let
'em see if we're real. We all suited, beg my pardon to Martin,

baby, we ain't marchin', we shootin', and daily recrutin'.
There's a thug born everyday in the ******. We start 'em off
little, we
give 'em a bottle and a pen and pad. They hit the label, kick
it.

[Shaolin Bushido]

*covers eyes* Ugh ... the cursing, the cursing ....

[Run]

damn this took all day to write, hope you guys like it!

Seven A.M. woke in the morning, with Hen and caffiene and green
and nicotine. No dough, so pop a couple of those. Little
RIPsta, *****, Mr. Clean. Make it deep, deep in my temple, and
I go get sentimentally steamed with my instrumelody and
heated especially for your team and the forty-five indeed will
beam in between the seams, destroy your dreams. You willing to
die? We'll see how many flee when I 'cause the scene. We mean
mug, Mo Thug, trained to be perfect disciples when it's
survival time, die by double-edged sword, triple six rivals
spittin' fire, that's the real truth, *****, breakin' down for
lives, my
Messiah, better get ready for Armageddon, shoots expired, it's
wild. Bless the child, the one that became a man, but them
positions' already there, all that I had to do was stare. Test
me now, contend, never no surrender, no pretend, pick up my gun
in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends. Hey, open and let
'em see if we're real. We all suited, beg my pardon to Martin,

baby, we ain't marchin', we shootin', and daily recrutin'.
There's a thug born everyday in the ******. We start 'em off
little, we
give 'em a bottle and a pen and pad. They hit the label, kick
it.

That was so Fiya I started to cry half way though.



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[Tony Blitz]

too bad I didn't write it bahahahahaha

sorry I'll make it up for you
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[Atwa_66]

Neils really layed **** down..........again.

[badblood]

He's got talent.

[Atwa_66]

He's got talent.

I know, ive felt his fire

[badblood]

I'm going to break him off nice Monday. When I'm not working.

[Run]

I'm going to break him off nice Monday. When I'm not working.

You wanna battle me right now?



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