b e s t r a p p e r a l i v e f r e e s t y l e b a t t l e

- - - d v 8 f o r t h e r e u n i o n says:
i remember back then i said you'd fail uni
and now look i was a prophet - - it's still you, b
truely though i spit forociously
you just a pond son - look i'm what a ocean be
toking b, not good, kills the brain cells and
my lyrics so crazy - - only the insane feel em
you the type of old man to sit eating caesar salads
end up in jail this kid still wants to toss they salad



Mr. Wasim says:
now its like u tryn invoke the fury of a man
who's fury is of the nature u cant stand
always got the upper hand
u an ocean? i fill u up wid sand..
turn ur ass into a puddle, homie..only six feet deep
my minds sharper than a knife..i dun need no sleep
im a straigh uni player..straigh pussy slayer
tryn test me, u couldnt be gayer
u outmatched son, it jus dun seem fair




- - - d v 8 f o r t h e r e u n i o n says:
no sand could fill up two thirds of the earth
and with that son - - buck fifty's what this nerd'll be worth
i call you a nerd son, but yo - -here's some dirt son
i saw your line - - don't think i've ever seen a worse one
reverse son - - back out before you get ticketed
i'm sick with it - - comethrough like hands on paper to rip this kid




Mr. Wasim says:
dun make me get inta astronomy n show u how a meteor could bury you
i know u slow..take ur time i wont hurry u..buh these world dun wait fo latebloomers
so when u reach ur goal, u woulda had ta done it sooner
all i need is a glance ta scare ya..go ahead make a move homie i dare ya
styll the pakistani prodigy..with a whole sidea me that u dun wanna see
cuz i could be everything that u wanna be



- - - d v 8 f o r t h e r e u n i o n says:
lol oh man this kid right here lost me
shaking me head at this kid talking about "pakistani prodigy"
the only other prodigy i've heard about is on g-unit
waving his hand 'front of his face - the yayo - you stupid
for comparing yourself to him, mob deep fell off this quick
my lyrics run circles around yours like a track - get off this dick
i am to rap what osama is to al-quelda
and you just saddam - - damn - - hide son, but i'll find ya
and be right behind ya, and start sparking the heater
i get the goods for a quarter from your girl just like a parking meter



Mr. Wasim says:
man it seems i aint made it clear nuff..iz like u tryn extra hard ta be gay..dun worry u're queer enuff
my name and my dick always on ur girl's lips..stick to her mouth closer than her lipstick
so where u get the idea u could act wild..spit these vile lyrics, or even open ur mouth while
in the presence of a mastermind..bitches savourin ma style like its tactile
touched a few nerves, so ima touch ur girl to invoke a smile
murk u like i did ma exam..ur lyrics is worthless, n u wonder why noone gives a damn
my words strike u like the torus..u gon get rammed
iz all in the stars..u wasnt supposed ta get urs, we meant to get ours

Matt & Bryan pt 2

Seven little words that bring you to death, Seven little pills while your high on crystal meth, says:
the working class, we're so fine, there's no longer doubt in anyone's mind. we got fans from every age, we be rockin every stage, when we come through, you can't help but clap your hands, from our rockin guitars to our one mic stand.

matthew looking for jasmine to the max says:
this that death
yeh yeh, the chystal meth
drugs - methamphetamine
got the weed in the system that be getting me
steadily readily i come through swinging
like usher does, he come through singing
i look at these lames like i looking at dumb kids
i beat them up like i beat on bryan's drum kit
once its - done i come like ejaculation
should i try? - ddude don't cry - fyi - for your information

Seven little words that bring you to death, Seven little pills while your high on crystal meth, says:
should i try, or should i try? seeing life through this drugged induced haze, i live telling myself this is just a phase, the drugs are getting me from the demons within, ive done so bad, i dont know if god would forgive my sins.

matthew looking for jasmine to the max says:
heathens give in
demons within
metaphors or literally
it's like a riddle ha - but i get it though
do you too understand it
squinting like my eyes - slanted
i demand it, the knowledge of the end times
i beat you with one, you struggle with ten lines
ten rhymes, all you be seeing is red lines
dead line - - the heart has stopped beating the game's over
why so blue? you ain't grover
a lil sesame street reference for you with the grover line
i'm feeling good like i just scored in over time
stanley cup - baseball - it don't matter really
i rest easy - like mattresses from sealy

Seven little words that bring you to death, Seven little pills while your high on crystal meth, says:
sleep for the weary? other people, they fear me. life's got me in a tail spin, they'l' win, the demons overcome, i sleep in the evil, what have i become?

matthew looking for jasmine to the max says:
i'm a hater - - don't like the "best of both worlds"
i'm a player - - get the breast from both girls
both twirl and dance i like them & they like me
bun reeboks - - it's all about nikes
PSYCHe! me - - so lightly -- taken
i'm like a martini - - stirred but not shaken
your mama asks me "want food?" i say- sure! what's baking?
dont' hate man, haha, i'm just relating

MSN FREE - - Matt & Bryan

I take this gun, and with it make, a final testament to your blessed face. says:
yo, im just magic like harry potter,
but i aint sure if my rhymes or matt's dp is hotter,
lol just kidding,
i frestyle so good its a sin,
and when we play, we always win

- - - d v 8 strawberryshortcake says:
it's not a battle, so its not like whoever can beat me
cheat see, whatever man, its all about sweet pea
and life sucks apparently - so naturally
i'm not a soldier - - i'm a civilian casualty
don't mean i die, i try to give a reason
but then i cant so i cry i can't stand all the teasin
got people comin up asking for my cell phone
damn though that costs minutes so i answer them HELL NO

I take this gun, and with it make, a final testament to your blessed face. says:
cell phone, home we go wireless,
we're tireless, we can't be messing around with these "white chicks"
homie, i ant racist
or nothing, put that gun away,
you better hold back your gun or get lost in the fray.

- - - d v 8 strawberryshortcake says:
lost in the fray? damn dogs be lost in the hay
possibly gay - - i saw a horse come and say
it's a crappy world -- literalyl and techincally
its my sassy girl - - gotta love that chmistry
i sit back charge the cell and she said to me
where's your direction man,. where ou headed b?
bun that i said, fun rap's where it's at
she left me like that - - without turning back

I take this gun, and with it make, a final testament to your blessed face. says:
without turning back, she never bothered to turn her head,
the last words she said,
still reverberate in my mind,
she's unkind,
but life rarely is,
unless its something more,
as we wait, through the door,
we find ourselves, up in the sky,
we dare to live, and dare to fly

- - - d v 8 strawberryshortcake - - says:
dare to fly - blind cause hair's in eyes
shut the fcuk up - - a fair reply
i stare at the stairs
wondering who cares
who dares come in to the door
in through the floor - - four
dudes with big bodies and tiny brains
'ee talked like theese and said "lemme sign me name"
i said "dude you kinda lame
take esl, man you should be ashamed"
- he killed me with one punch to the gut
at least he didn't try to kill me in the area of my butt
NAHMSAYIN?

I take this gun, and with it make, a final testament to your blessed face. says:
area of the butt, that would have been gay,
there must have been another way,
about these things i cannot say,
today, is our time to be, everything that we couldnt see,
we're all so tired, but without remorse,
we choose our path, we choose this course

- - - d v 8 theworkingclass - - says:
choose the course - - i check this
i'ma choose the porshe compared to the lexus
i just prefer the name porshe - it sounds more sexy
you the one girl - - & i an't talking bout jet li
so uh what you eating under there? -- under where?
oh so i see you eating underwear
thats a old joke i pull the leg with
i wear the same pants to school i wear to bed with
check the method don't ask questions
until at least well, the endo f the session
weapons of verbal onslaught
got girls AND guys sayin "ohh man please dont stop"

I take this gun, and with it make, a final testament to your blessed face. says:
this lyrical madness,
itll fill you with sadness,
cut hands, slit wrists,
o you think you can get with this?
the bomb starts when i count to three,
and all that can stop is vrey sweet pea.

- - - d v 8 theworkingclass - - says:
so in three the bomb starts
i met this one kid damn dude had them bomb farts
stank up the rooms and seven hours later i think
ppl came in and be like whats that damn stink?
damn chink, they'd say (cause dude was asian)
he would eat beans and cabbage sayin dudes why you hatin?
you know it's amazing that he never blew himself up quick
he ended up marrying a pretty hot chick
i guess that goes to show gas = hotness
and if this works - - don't forget i'm the one who taught this

if you want to, go visit the working class website.

TERRY FOX RUN?

FIRST PERIOD-BIOLOGY

"...and don't forget, today's the Terry Fox run during period 5, which will be canceled if your class has bought out! Here's Mrs. Turner with a special message..."

I yawned in first period and struggled to stay awake. Terry Fox run...I looked outside to be greeted by pouring rain. Glad I'm not running it I thought, as I yawned again.

SECOND & THIRD PERIOD-LUNCH

"HAHA! HEY HEY! What if I decided to run in the Terry Fox run today? In a white t-shirt? EH eh ??" Sheldon laughed.

"Then I would be right behind you," I stated with a exagerated wink.

"Seriously though, who would actually run or even walk, or even bike today?" Edwin said, "That would just... be...."

"Supporting of Terry Fox?" I guessed.

"...stupid," finished Edwin, "I mean, look at the weather!"

"True, " agreed Sheldon.

FOURTH PERIOD-ART

The rain splashed against the window as Mrs. Day continued droning on about "monocromatic painting".

"So Tony," I said, "I'm coming over right?"

No response.

I repeated my question.

No response.

I became a little angry.

Turning around, I said, "Tony MAN...At least ANSWER when I talk to you!!!"

"Uhh..It's me? Neil? Tony's not here today dunny..." Neil said.

"...uhh..riight."

I had a epiphany suddenly. "WAIT! IF TONY'S NOT HERE, THEN WHAT AM I GOING TO DO DURING FIFTH???"

"MATTHEW, FOR GOD'S SAKE, QUIET IT DOWN, PLEASE!" Mrs. Day cut through my panicked scream.

"Sorry miss," I said, as a mediocre apology. I expected her face calm down. Instead, it raged on.

"MISS?? MISS?! WHO'S THIS 'MISS' YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT?? MY NAME IS MRS. DAY, NOT MISS. DAY. I'VE BEEN MARRIED FOR 20 YEARS AND I'VE EARNED MY DESIGNATION! HONESTLY MATTHEW GET IT RIGHT!! "

"???"

I continued to try to figure out what to do during 5th period. Eventually I had an epiphany.

"I know! I'll call my mom to pick me up early! MISS-UHH..I MEAN, MRS. DAY!" I called out. "Can I call my mom for a second?"

Ever the nosy teacher, she said, "What for?"

Ever the stupid student, I said, "'cause miss-uhh..mrs. Day! I don't want to run in the Terry Fox run so I'm going to go home."

Horrified, Mrs. Day sat back on her desk, gasping for breath. "You-You....monster!"

"...????"

"How could you not run the Run?!"

"Uhh....It's raining???"

"What are umbrella's for?"

"Uhh...keep dry?"

"And?"

"And...I'm going to call my mom?"

"wh-ga-ha!" She sputtered. Then she said proudly, "I'll be walking in the run."

"How ironic. Walking in the run."
fgh

"Matthew! I cannot believe you would call your poor mom to come and pick you up!"

"Miss! How else am I going to get home?!"

She pointed, a look of disbelief at my legs. "What-What are those things?"

"Pants?" I said.

"Very FUnny. You've got legs. Walk home." She said with an air of finality.

"Nah...I live too far away."

"*GASP!!* Unbelievable!! Your mother could catch cold and DIE in the cold rain!"

"Uhh..Miss--Mrs. Day. I'm not asking her to WALK here. You won't catch cold in the car. Tsk..."

"I forbid you to call your mother."

"But..But..OK fine. Can I uhh..go to the bathroom?"

"No. You can't leave the room."

Just then the other art teacher Mrs "Zatolla" (sp??) came in.

"Hey, Day!"

"You'll never believe what this young man has just been proposing." Mrs. Day said while pointing at me and glaring.

"Him? He seems normal...What happened?"

"He wants to call his mother so that he can kill her!!!"

"Why...why, thats horrible!" Mrs. Zatolla gave me a dirty look.

"bi-gi-gi!?" I choked. "MISS! That's perprosterous (sp??) !!! I just wanted to leave early from school today. C'mon MISS, who do you believe? Honestly."

"Well, Day has never let me down before." She said while Mrs. Day nodded her approval. "And besides, I don't trust your eyes."

"...Well there's a racist comment if I've ever heard one." I commented.

"COME ON MATTHEW." Mrs. Day erupted. "WAlk with me! I brought a double umbrella!"

"What's a double - - oh lordy! Gawd what is that?!" I grimaced as she proudly displayed the most hideous umbrella I had ever seen.

I had visions of myself holding the umbrella while Mrs. Day walked beside me.

"No thanks. Wait, Mrs. Day, don't you smoke??"

"yes..so?"

"How ironic. Developing a cancer in your lungs while raising money for another cancer."

"Cheeky boy!''

"Call me whatever you want."

"Well, its not like you don't have permission to call other people - - "

"Well, then I choose to call..MY MOM!"

"...sit down."

--TO BE CONTINUED...

SUPERMAN???

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
yo

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
u know that black guy in art

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
his dude looks cool with the big hand

y h - - for the reunion says:
yeah

y h - - for the reunion says:
its malcolm x man

y h - - for the reunion says:
lol

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
i dunno whos that

y h - - for the reunion says:
lol

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
lol

y h - - for the reunion says:
malcolm x? he's like martin luther king

y h - - for the reunion says:
jr

y h - - for the reunion says:
only more violent

y h - - for the reunion says:
lol

y h - - for the reunion says:
same time period

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
whos that

y h - - for the reunion says:
lol

y h - - for the reunion says:
seriosu?

y h - - for the reunion says:
hes a

y h - - for the reunion says:
black guy

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
WAIT

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
SUPER MAN?

Smokeybanana - Stars - your ex-lover is dead says:
LUTHER?

y h - - for the reunion says:
wtf?!!

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1 - - J U S T 1 C E says:
yo

melissa says:
yo

1 - - J U S T 1 C E says:
did i leave my boxers @ your house?

melissa says:
yes

1 - - J U S T 1 C E says:
i think they behind the couch

1 - - J U S T 1 C E says:
oh alright

melissa says:
yeah.. but my dog kinda ate them

1 - - J U S T 1 C E says:
..those were my only pair!

melissa says:
oh that's too bad

1 - - J U S T 1 C E says:
lol

melissa says:
you'll have to go commando

1 - - J U S T 1 C E says:
done and DONEEEE...want a peek?

1 - - J U S T 1 C E sends:

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1 - - J U S T 1 C E says:
canceled?