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this is MY page, in this will be info on me and stuff!
this is my web page, it will have my lyrics on (n dont be a lyric fiend!!) sum pix and stuff check it out
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pic of me jus' posin lol !!!
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jus a bit of info, bout me lol
im Dean A.K.A. Bizzy.D., im 16 and i work in a gym! im bout.... 5"11. hazel eyes, and the way i describe my personality probly wud be.........? adventorous, always trouble making, and usually talkative. im usually in megabowl on saturdays after 2pm with friends and ma cuzin.on weekdays im usually in skool! (borin') usually my friends are either with me, or GOING to meet me1! i dont know wat else to say!.....
p.s. I am also an Emcee!! my lyrics are on this site.... (sum where)lol
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this is 1 of ma favourite emcee's
I stand my ground lyrically bound,
To a mic on my left arm aimin 2 impound,
Then next brotha that wishes ta speed bye,
Wavin' fake gang signs like he simply wavin' hi,
It makes me sick that all these wannabes wanna try,
To testify, I DENY!
Access to my tireless trainin',
As I work on the stage, style drainin',
All the methodical fools frontin' tools,
Screamin' they lay the law make the rules,
Yet they need mad PRACTICE!
TRACK THIS!
I'am the one who drops knowledge in a rage like an angry sage,
Writin' confusin' chapters forcin' fakaz to turn the page,
You lock me in the cage, I JUST BUST YA GAUGE!
I've been work since the age of a juvenile,
Kickin' continuous hotbeats and phat style,
YET YOUR IN THIEF DENIAL!
Walkin' tall yet stolen profile,
And now your in Hell's court, time for the trial,
Your turn to be tested and bested,
Like I was before I rested,
And took on the brothaz on the current rap scence,
Kickin' madd whackness yet clockin' madd green,
I'VE COME TO REIGN SUPREME!!!
Bring forth my lyrical dream team,
DIVINE, MURDA, AND SCHEME!!
So don't forget to avoid the blink,
Stand wide-eyed and think,
Cause my gat reacts faster than your bat,
When its all over,
People will stand above and ask, who was that?
The insane mic rocka,
The fake b~tch stalka, By Bizzy.D.
www.goldmic.com
another emcee!!
yo i kick flows and rip shows
straight dis hoes, yeah bitch knows
talk shit bro and get ya wrist slit slow
and six ribs broke
i'm on some insane deranged shit
my brains size allows me to shape shift
like the black suited sentinels from the matrix
if i battle you don't meet ya death fake or stage it
cuz if you still got ya life i'm hunting you down to take it
my lyrics upset ya stomach like ulcers
i'm slapping you till you see planets f**k stars
i'm the type that be clutching a knife and foams at the mouth
fu**ing ya wife while she alone at ya house
i'm leaving punks in wheelchairs
i'll scare you till you feel fear
so tremendous ya eyes will bleed tears
and scream and screech till you need air
i hit ni**as constantly like enter on ya keyboard
and blow spots up like 400 pounds of C-4
i dont wunt none of you punks cloning this
cuz i'm claiming more lives than a drunk motorist
i sack rappers like line backers for the packers
and snap they backs like gram crackers
and grasp the world in my hands like atlas
and i'll smash the whole map up
and give these insolent fools wut the f**k they asked for
forget a body cast try a body bag
if u wanna brag
i'm a pump the shooty fast
aim at ya frame and drop ya ass By Bizzy.D. A.K.A. Dean Parsons.
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This is my favorite bike!!
this is my favourite bike!! its an Aprilia RS125, real fast for what they are and they're size! |
ma uncles corsa !!! and another emcee below !!!
. When I puff weed, the smoke goes straight to my brain, I'm going insane, my balance is mad hard to maintain, My rhymes hit hard like a hurricane, Floyd, Hugo or Andrew… If he gets up in my face I'm a dead your man too!!! My rhymes are hot like a radiator, my flows are more additive than Atari space invader, I'm like Darth Vader, I use the lyrical light saber.I smoke wak MC's like an incinerator. Nobody's greater than the mighty SIDE-AFFECT My rhymes are more spiritual than any Christian set/ you never know what to expect.
Fuck the polie, the po po, the 5-0, I'm a do more mushrooms than Super Mario I'm high yo off a blunt and two bowls. I'm a kill herb MC's and rip out their fucking souls. Know your role that's what the Rock says, I'm the people's lyrical champion like Cesar Chavez. I spit insane rhymes like I got turrets, I'm one of the ill lyrical prophets
To All the Wak MC's who think their rhymes is hot, I'm here to tell you oh know they're not. It's the mother fucking time to face the facts, yo, all your shit is wak
Your complete withdrawal from MC territory is mandatory, If you don't, your life will be history. your rhymes are sorry, and your beats are even wacker, If you don't bounce I'm going to sack ya, like a Green Bay Packer/ I ain't no racker, just cause I'm white don't mean I ain't spit rhymes. In the future I'll be known as the greatest of all time, I smoke a bar before everyone of my shows, I smoke a bowl before I write everyone of my flows, All yall know that I'm the playa hata slaya, I'm a jump on your head like I'm sonic spinning on sega! I'm the alpha and the omega, I've got the ill rap shit, If you think your rhymes are tighter we'll have a lyrical one D. we'll pound a forty, tap the bottle twist the cap… then we'll crown me the king of all this world of rap! everybody clap, and throw your hands up there, you better swallow your pride if you wanna keep swallowing air!! don't even dare, try to challenge this lyrical samurai, slaying wak MC's made me richer than Brunei! If you don't wanna die, you'll get down on your knees too. I'll slay the first born of your entire wak MC crew.
By Bizzy.D. A.K.A Dean Parsons.
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