Yep, hard dance, nowt like it. Shove a couple of Garys up me dunger and dance next to meths like you. Any good 'bargain bucket' offers on at...
If I were to go do that I'd take you with me, stupid twat then push you in ahead of me and laugh at the electricity.
What? Chicken nuggets, at work. Bet you really suit that uniform. And 'Wit' only has one 'T'.
Naaaaayy! And you are? A dick, yes. Clever, most definitely not.
While thats all just fine and dandy I'd never trust a lad called Andi To end your name with little 'I' Reeks of Peters, eat, shit, die. As...
Gimps who try to steal my thunder Make me sometimes think and wonder Why they're so late on this thread While it had long been left for dead...
Real men!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA So funny, its made me speak out of rhyme. Real men. You couldn't fill your pants, gimp.
What the fuck is that about? Apart from just a grammar drought. Your rhymes are just a pile of wank So quit the glue and talk to Frank. Your...
RESPECT TO SMOG! KEEP ON! FIGHT THE SHITE!
Is that you in that shit pic? Looking like a cyber dick. If so you'll need that life preserver As you are just an arse observer. I started...
You're just riding my shirt tails Your bid for wit just fails and fails For if you look within this thread You'll see that Justice is ahead....
I couldn't really give a toss Your warnings don't worry the boss And I'll keeping baiting twats like you As long as my rich blood runs blue....
I thought that you were my best fan Talking to me when you can You wish that you could be like me But you're as shit as shit can be.
Four lines is enough when its smart You've shown nothing, London tart You're on some kind of ego boost But Justice ALWAYS rules the roost...
I think your response says it all Got no wit so must appall It just makes you a dafter cunt And Justice once more goes in front
You say 'nounce' while you mean 'nonce' You can't spell-can't rhyme tranced up ponce And if you're pissed at my response my job is done with...
Alas you're so far of the mark With your infantile remark All the trance has fucked your mind So as of now I'll stop being kind And if you...
Just not funny, way too long You've got to sing a brief, short song Its not your fault that I'm a pro and you are just a wank-to-go.
An answer from the King Of Toss Who's always spouting useless dross He can't spell to save his life So please do this now- arms, veins, knife.
And another has a go But you can't interupt my flow I'll crush you like the shite you are and then you'll see you've gone too far.
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