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Monday, August 03, 2009

Big Man v Thordaddy - White Boy Aint Scared

Big Man said...
First off homie, I got a wife
That means I commited for life
Miss me with all that gay talk
Projecting cause you sashay, not walk
My hair is close to my dome
Cropped and named after the Big Man of Rome
But, I used to rock locs like Marley
Like a John and Jesus party
You right, I can't step to the White Boy crew
Y'all some needy dudes, and my wife is my boo
I just tried out the game of rhyme
Something to pass the time
Till I leave this cubicle
Get home to my family
Life is beautiful.

Thordaddy said...
Lil' man
Come on, bra
Don't think thorDADDY mean sumpn'
4 deep
Delivered da last one for nuttin'
Thatsa old school healthcare
Faith in God
Steely nerves
Never being scared
Ain't never blamed a nucka either
Must be hangin' wit busters like tha clowns n Seether.
Gotta find ya sum ole stock
Real white boys chiseled, dieseled
Carved from rock
The fantasy swirlin' n yo brain
That white man corrupt, half dead
And feeling pain
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Contradicts what you see
In the evidence you call Mr. Thor.Daddy.

4 comments:

  1. Nah that "daddy" ain't interest me
    Even with Odin's eye you couldn't see
    Check the rhyme before mine
    That cat was full of whine
    Black folks stopped his shine
    Look like fairy tale time
    You know the truth, so tell it
    Victim meme, whiteboys sell it
    Niggers, spics, Jews or fags
    Sound like y'all on the rag
    Tired of script flipping
    Some of y'all just slipping
    Ain't no beef, that ain't my thing
    But, I don't kiss no rings
    Every ear hears what I say
    All eyes peep the way
    I keep rhymes and life simple
    Lyrical gunshots create dimples.
    Smile hater

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  2. Lil' man
    Check the thread
    Then check yur head 
    That dude post anonomously
    This dude post autonomously
    Free wheelin'
    Dub squealin'
    Got nuckas reelin'
    Like fish on a hook
    You the pawn
    I'm the rook
    Like a digital chess game
    Nah, scratch it
    Like a masculine chest game 
    R.U.N. mange
    Or will run magne 
    Man boobies n tow
    Chop you up for protein
    And eat ya fo sho' 

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  3. If it ain't you why you pissed
    Speak truth, you fascinated with this
    Lil man this, lil man that
    Yeah I'm fly, but fall back
    First you swung by the spot
    Silent treatment got you hot
    Now you keep responding
    With minimal prodding
    The clogs don't fit, so bounce
    Instead you lurking, waiting to pounce
    Let's lay our cards flat
    Big Man is YBG, that's that
    For the slow niggas, make plain
    Gifted, black and young, no shame
    You searching for internet converts
    Linking up with misfits and perverts
    Me, I fly dolo and love the company
    Quiet thoughts about Yahweh's plan for me
    I said I was done, but a nigga caved
    One last flow, trying to get your mind saved
    That's it, mics down, I led
    You followed, beef's dead.

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  4. Dayyum, lil' magne
    Only a nuckas hooz twisted
    Think bein' strong and free
    Is summin' akin to vicious
    Just n'case you missed it
    Watched him crown
    Cut the cord
    Drop the placenta
    Patch the goods
    Not a doctor in sight
    Having no fear
    Looked in the mirror
    Said the doctor is here
    Now they call me Dr. Thordaddy
    And I'll know yur illness 
    Itz yur love of thordaddy 
    MAN.CAN.U.FEEL.THIS!  

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