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2:45 PM - Gurney: lol you missed
2:45 PM - Gurney: epic freestyling
2:45 PM - Gurney: Me and Shac had a lol and decided to freestyle battle in SF.
2:45 PM - Spit Jockey: lol
2:46 PM - Gurney: I was like
2:46 PM - Gurney: Shac
2:46 PM - Gurney: WE MUST FREESTYLE
2:46 PM - Gurney: And he's like
2:46 PM - Gurney: K
2:46 PM - Gurney: And suddenly
2:46 PM - Gurney: This unfolds.
2:46 PM - Gurney: 6:13 PM - [TnB Dev] Shacadeemus: I'M COLD, I'M BOLD, YOU KNOW I'M OLD, WATCH THE PAPER FOLD, BLANK SLIP, DONT TRIP, SLIP AND FALL NIGGA, FILLA FILLA FILLA, SEALS THE CRACKS IN MY POORLY CONCIEVED RHYMES.
2:46 PM - Gurney: 6:15 PM - Gurne: YOUR RHYMES TURN MORE DIMES THAN A CRACKHOUSE WHORE SO I'LL SHOW YOU THE DOOR SO I CAN TAKE THE FLOOR AND KNOCK THE CROWD COLD WITH MY LYRICAL MASTERY OF THE URBAN SOUL THAT KEEPS ME BOLD.
2:46 PM - Gurney: 6:18 PM - [TnB Dev] Shacadeemus: COS I'M CHILLIN, KILLIN, FILLIN MAH BILLS IN, STRUT LIKE A G, GANGSTA ROCK TRIP HOP PRODIGY, COS I'M FREE TO MAKE YOU SEE, UNDERSTAND, THIS AINT NO GRANDSTAND, STORM ACROSS THE LAND KRUNKING BEATS SPITTING DOWN THE MIC STAND
2:46 PM - Gurney: 6:21 PM - Gurne: CHARGIN' FREE, KNOCKIN' THAT OVERDRAFT FEE ON YOUR CREDIT OF THE STREETS THAT'LL LEAD THE FLEET ACROSS THE OCEAN TO THE LANDS OF RAP AND BRIDGE THE GAP BETWEEN OUR WORLDS AND BRINGIN A SIEGE SO BOLD IT'D TURN CHECHNYA COLD AS WE ROCK THE ROOFS AND SMASH THESE TRACKS THROUGH WITH FURY ONLY THE MAN UPSTAIRS COULD HOLD BACK WHILE WE CRACK THE EARTH WIDE WITH OUR BASSLINES AND HARD RHYMES.
2:46 PM - Gurney: 6:24 PM - [TnB Dev] Shacadeemus: IT NO CRIME TO DENY ME THE RIGHT TO, KICK BACK"N"RELAX COS MAN I DONT WANNA FIGHT YOU, AINT MY STYLE CAUSIN SHIT THROWIN FISTS WHEN A NIGGA COULD BE BLASTIN ON THA STAGE SPITTIN LYRICS, FUCKIN WITH ME COS MY RHYMES KNOCK YOU DOWN, RIGHT ABOUT NOW THE SOUND GONNA KRAK OPEN DIS TOWN.
2:47 PM - Gurney: 6:31 PM - Gurne: WE'RE PAST THE TOWN, THIS SHIT IS GOIN DOWN, LEADING THE MARCH ON ALL FRONTS AND TAKIN DOWN THE CROWN, IT'S AN ALL ON RAP WAR FLOWING IT'S RHYMES SO FREELY YOU COULD PUT IT ON TAP AND BAIT THE TRAP TO CATCH ALL THESE CATS WHO BE THINKIN' THEY HARD BUT JUST BE FAT AND TOO SLOW TO CATCH ON WITH MY LYRICAL FLOW THAT CAN ONLY BE MATCHED BY MY MAN SHAC WITH HIS WHACK ATTACK THAT'LL SPIN YOUR HEADS SO FAST YOU'LL TRAVEL BACK TO THE PAST ON THE SHIP OF SF RAP.
2:47 PM - Gurney: 6:33 PM - [TnB Dev] Shacadeemus: COS I'M ABOUT TO, I'M ABOUT TO, KICK IT BACK NOW, HERE WE GO:
SKiBBYBOPDRIPDOPHIPHOPDONTSTOPHARDLIKEAROCKTRIPPIN ONDAROCKSFUCKINGUPYAWSTOCK, COS I'M NO NIGGER TO MESS WITH ON THA STAGE BROTHA, COS I'LL COME AT YA WITH THE MOTHERFUCKING RAGE SUCKA, AND IF YA TRY AND OUTSMART THIS NIGGA I GONNA FUCKYA. COS I AINT NO FOOL TO BE RULED OVER BITCH, NOT AN ITCH TO BE SCRATCHED OR A BITCH TO BE SMACKED, YOU THINK YAW ASS IS LIKE WINE, BUT I GOT NEWS FOR YA BRO YOU BE WASTIN YAW TIME.
2:47 PM - Gurney: 6:41 PM - Gurne: I NOT WASTIN' MAH TIME BUT I'M OUTTA RHYMES SO UNTIL NEXT TIME BRING YO DIMES AND TIP THE CREW WHO BE BRINGIN THE LYRICAL BREW OF SHAC AND GRON AS THEY WOW THE CROWDS AND RIDE THE CLOUDS OF URBAN SOUL THAT KEEP US BOLD AND BRIGHTER THAN GOLD, CUZ NEXT TIME WE'LL BE ROLLIN' PLATINUM AND SMASHIN THIS SMALL STAGE AND BRINGIN THE RAGE ON THE WORLD THAT NOT EVEN GOD CAN HOLD BACK FROM THE LYRICAL ASSAULT OF SHAC AND THE LIQUID IRON SOUL OF GRON THAT POURS STRAIGHT FROM HIS LIPS ONTO EVERY MIC SOLD.
2:47 PM - Gurney: /end
2:49 PM - Spit Jockey: holy
2:49 PM - Spit Jockey: fucking
2:49 PM - Spit Jockey: shit.
2:49 PM - Gurney: Hm?
2:49 PM - Spit Jockey: impressive.
2:49 PM - Gurney: Haha
2:49 PM - Gurney: Then I went to sym
2:50 PM - Gurney: I'm like
2:50 PM - Gurney: FREESTYLER
2:50 PM - Gurney: and he's like
2:50 PM - Gurney: wut
2:50 PM - Gurney: then
2:50 PM - Gurney: 6:02 PM - Symmetry: spin dat shit nigga
6:05 PM - Gurne: I be spinnin' more shit than your mouth can spit, droppin' lyrical bombs, knockin' up your moms, crashing cars, storming bars, and rollin' the assault only I can fault on the urban decay holding all of you bitches at bay, clutching your riches like they were your babies but I got the rabies that lets me spit lyrical plagues that ignite the place and drop the bass and that's all I got to say about that, nigga.
6:06 PM - Symmetry: man
2:50 PM - Spit Jockey: ahahah
2:50 PM - Spit Jockey: wow
2:50 PM - Spit Jockey: remind me never to say the word 'freestyle' in your presence
2:50 PM - Gurney: lol
2:51 PM - Gurney: I don't know what happened.
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