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find me cherry pickin off dairys wisdom
milk the worth out & then bury tradition a scary vision written with rare precision word on repeat is there a parrot with him? apparent provisions for transparent victims prepare ascension, Im on my second flight watching you leave in the September sky... autumn memories written on tombstone trails. penniless thoughts dropped while consuming ale. their story concludes by the use of braille. put that on whatever they use to hold their tail... slithering soliloquy written verses out biblical sustain symmetry while riding out the simple truth. the bitter bicker me until I bring the sickle through. farmers vision piece, children, corn, & pickle juice. trapdoors with a chained gang of Baby Ruth. word to your baby tooth & insane, crazy sleuth nicknamed baby blue for his whip game of 82s collard greens with gravy, stew, & baby juice. interior like the dining room when hes riding through. spitting game to the bitches like whatever I decide to do... is the same thing they like to do.... |
Damn man ever feel like you running low on concepts?
You got no stamps so ya letter aint going to be addressed Im so sick of people talking mad shit in they rhymes Nothing disturbs people more than the end of ya life I could end it all there but ya city stay polluted I gotta build a foundation so i be stealing from ancient ruins Yo you be lightyears behind like buzz from the movie toy story I be like yo sometimes all you can say is im truly sorry Ill be looking for that crack in ya game like i was a fiend Im like bird magic and jordan yall can call me the dream team Im a good investment like buying product from sony You could call this something unique like someone with hair thats curly I guess ive had enough i aint going to continue In fact fuck it yall sad as fuck and for real you can just buckle my shoe |
Why don't you write shit like this in the league? Smh...would no doubt turn your record into sumthin' that reads less anal.
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He does write in the league's like that
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Not when I was there he didn't.
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His paragraphs garnered their share of laughs the topic could be circles, then youd be staring at. how he wandered door to door looking for lint hair how you the small cub & he acts like the big bear. then he will make you think about that last line. treat it like staring at pictures, you getting swiped. got a hand now so my homey calling me fingers. so many drum rolls after a line hes a comedy singer... but seriously though he would say some shit like...like.. got a fish in the water that I have been calling fly by call me chip because you about to see me dip. gotta take a walk man because my CDs skip. or...not something like that but something similar. and it wouldnt make sense because the topic is circles. he plays beyond the perimeter & seems to lack a curfew. he would say something like this isnt about virtue. cause Im living life in the earth like my name is dirt dude got your dog on a stick so we called him corn dog he told me he traded the short bus for a shiny doorknob.. dog...he writes some ridiculous shit |
Right here we go again on that rhyming tip
Its like some wine it be a drink your supposed to only take small sips Wow man i never seize to amaze You be some cattle i got pastures i keep yall attempting to graze For real if you was a donut it wouldnt be glazed Im not bluffing but if you was a stake i would definitely raise Fuck it though i aint defending ya simple shit Im smashing brick and melting iron you could call me a blacksmith Yall some shady weirdos though Im like some flowers you planted none of them gonna grow It aint easy bro and you aint have to like me Cause i already travelled the world and the seven seas Im like some speedbumps yall best to slowly approach me Cause i can reveal ages by counting the rings in a trunk like i was a tree I got so many lines im like a crossroad way ya vital signs about to stop You be bamboozled by my lines i throw punches while rappers gettin snuffed Dont know if all of that made sense But im correcting ya vision by providing a lense Im like the deep end of a pool im full of depth Im like a lazerpointer way i put dots on you that got ya looking red You too hesitant since i stay ahead of the game If you wanted a funeral wont be hard to arrange You be like an astroughnaught way you floating around like you was in space But that just cause ya tootheache next time like a dentist i recommend toothepaste... |
Prep your supplements and get back to your day to day
You never reaching this height even with a play by play. mentioning names only way they ever gonna make a name. Jump off the cock, get ya thirst quenched with no Gatorade. Quit flipping lines & biting the stream of consciousness. look at all you learned from me, believe I'm watching it. on wax you looking similar to a deer in headlights ya boyfriend laughed at ya, called ya a queer & told you to fix the bed right slapped you and told you to turn off your night light. lay off the stories you feed off and try to write like. go back to saying shit like. I make cake you in the egg bowl why go on breaking down your block like a lego? Your paper cut in circles so you don't get hurt son. I'm too high for ya, from up here you looking like bird dung. get ya ass to church bruh, the pastor would appreciate it. you lightweight, one shot and now I have to babysit. got him mumbling, stumbling, talking about his idol. last week you were sitting in McDonalds feeling suicidal. its sad....I thought that you gave up the site and went AWOL you prolly think I meant AOWL, went to sign in but got denied...cause you gay....dog |
Right so I ain't even gonna try that hard homie
You be falling off the topic so you ain't stick to no story I find glory in defeat you just a sesame seed I'm like a period way I make ya pussies bleed Nothing for me to flip this deck You be attracting the pests screw you over like a wrench Think you playing me but coach sat you on the bench I'm the best call me a sunset way I'm heading west I got a spiral similar to Joe Namath I'm going down in history you can call that sumn ancient Write for days still barely fill any pages You start sneezing and I'm like yo i hope ya shit ain't contagious And I know wording bars isn't always simple You like the grand canyon way you got a hole in the middle I'm like an igloo sumn warm inside Gonna snap like linebackers way the ball getting spiked Just finishing this verse for no reason I'm like a pine tree way I stay alive throughout all the calendar season It's deep keeping ill creations But still cut you short like an abbreviation |
Look at how it stacks up & topples
their heads came back up to bobble. Today came with the sadness of tomorrow. a new set of actions to follow. . . look at that...see how the magic is borrowed. how could you win? my style, hadouken... Reach a lukewarm conclusion Risking the constitution... unload in a tank top. grizzly mufucker bearing 8 shots Twisted in tales of Aesop. feeling blue with a great ox. necklace jelly beans & grape pops. a fortune would tell you...great job. but you slipping harder now...skate brah... banana peel when this ape pop... comedy shit. its the return of Adolf.. A bad sack got em lit off J's thoughts. the similarities make me hate yall... Dancing during the cake walk... my Miley Cyrus breaking down a Great Wall. Usually call it the Python but whatevs yo. The mythical sensei training on death row. A year ago, I would have stocked on eggos... you a veggie souled egg roll... my selfish conscience keeps the bread low at least I'm centered off the teaching of Buddha... laughing as I spit in your c-c-cooler |
Right started writing raps in 01 believe it er jot
Smoke some weed in those days still neva been a jock Im like dalmations way i's keep ladies on it like a mop You like a storyline that got no plot sock u like sum rocks Fuck it mate came up on bboys back in the day I learned da sturcture quick got funerals to arrange Shit my boy and me ran the site til like id say 05 Call it a delayed train way i stay late to arrive Been on a few forums tho always got my thoughts out on page Yall getting flattened like sum pancake aint even got lines that stay straight Guess about 09 i moved over to netcees All while travelling da world and the seven seas I stay deep but aint got no seeds to plant And no king stay immortal so as people we stay off in different land Im like sum troops who got no sargent to direct an advance Everything down to chance yall just sum hugh with no grants Lol could have continued to grow tho emotionally on this site Its like that song thats all about the way that things die Im like a plane except none a these netcees stay fly Gotta lotta mountains i stay trying to climb So anyways now i mostly try to compose and produce music You like a language im teaching you just stay under the influence Love all types of music bro got so many people i gots to give credit too I stay high way i keep ya kneeling in my presence that a church pew Gotta bring this to an end i know ive kind of stepped away from the story But life is full a metaphors like i was quoting an allegory Yeah thats about it netcees will always prevail Im like ya coffin way i gotta hammer in some nails Yall blunts stay stale kinda like the history of netcees And yeah you got clips bit i aint finished until all of mine are empty Keep a dessie under the pillow And if it get messy bro im pulling out that armadillo Get it bro cause this site has crashed in the past So like history bro a lotta shit is missing from the point the site crashed Multiple times and i guess if you a user on this site You probably already knew most of this shit unless u werent around in 09 Anyways im signing off from this cypher i got shits i gots ta do There be so much happening and id give u a hint but you aint got a clue |
There was hope in her eyes
with dreams on her mind. imagine how she changed so much only to leave it behind.. there is no proper way to do it. thats the secret of the blind. imagine what its worth how they increasing the price I put hands on ya bitch & put it deep in ya dime. put a putter in her put play patter in her pit of life. purple promises in the wind. the dreams of haze in the sky. the world is a strange one... & I spend my weekends with wine weakened by whim witness of why, wrecked in recent reprise. hands like jesus as he seeks the divine. pray for them...spend ya evening with Christ |
walk a tight rope
& i might cope with some ice dope hoes that parade shows cabarets bows i got used to secret shows A List @ places nobody knows but anybody who's somebody goes i dunno if you fucking with me i can be a bit rough & tumble like sea wave at this bitches waving at me i get the message & i press delete to: all them fake jews you: put the star on the stripes... to: military men earning stripes on they grey suits you: should dim it down a little you should tone it down a little like berry white that'd be mighty white of you kissed a girl with eyes of blue she crying rivers, i'm drowning too her hands look like she shivers wrist cut, she saying we should cut & run i'm with her kiss her baby bird little sister i know you underwing she like 'i'm right, you left.' like she's east & i'm on the west wing nobody here is a teacher so why she always test me i take her to church like preachers i take her to churches she chicken she outstayed her welcome i need a clean exit. lysol |
Gonna try to pursue my happiness
Its like pouring a pint of guiness Guess yall aint prepared You so salty i had to step out for some air Guess im trying to intigrate some skill But just like a pill i ran into jack and jill Yo im swerving on the interstate You be a flash in the pan way you lines all fake Im like yo finish this shit up But thanks for ya input And for keeping the cypher threads fresh Sun rises in the east but i just give u two dead legs Im like a straight dead dope dealer You aint patient like children u way too eager Im gonna dig out a dam like a beaver It aint april but keep ya temperature hot like a fever Guess i got a lotta shit to go through Only the strong survive guess u aint ill without ya crew Guess thats why they call u bitch Im carving out hollowtips Guess every ending is a beginning Anyways im too lazy so i stay far from babysitting I wish you could bless me with ya presence As long as it wouldnt effect the outcome of my expense Just like a thriller kill you in suspense The love i have for you is real its all a bit too immense I feel like breaking down and crying now Theres something about that lady that keeps me proud To brag about u to my friends Im ripping out the flesh you were afraid to part with my lense Guess everyone too infatuated by the beginning of ya death Now your gone and i can only hope to recollect I sat there thinking about u girl And the way ya body ended up leaving this world I cant bottle all this up but you were my secret attraction My hearts crumbling beneath me i miss those moments of passion Guess im rambling a bit if only she kept her mouth shut If only she just stopped and listened she still woulda been around Stupid girl is all i can think She could have had everything The whole world... Guess shed rather leave this earth.. She would rather die... Then stay with me.. you were my lady, i was a lie... Im so heartbroken i hope u listen in the next life Cause now im sitting here crying thinkig how to reword my lines So that this doesnt happen next time..... Im just so surprised that there was nothing there for me to redefine You loved coming by just to drink a bottle of wine Why you couldnt grind it out a little longer is when the problems arised I guess all i can say now is.... im sorry, the show is over, say goodnight... |
General thoughts,
Come sit inside popular society Where justice now becomes a matter of legislating realities Where a man dressed as a woman is, in the pure sense of Greco-Roman truth, a wholesome new creation In a society that has replaced personal relationships, brotherhood, community with imposed relations with capital, the family unit is torn to pieces and has no function in mutated form. The woman has no use as a woman, the man has no use as a man. Their utility and creativity flourish in a free society, but render perverted in a society built solely on exploitation and corruption. Good cannot not come from evil, that is to say the Western world cannot at the same time be inherently evil and be just Encouraged ignorance in the information age and under the near zenith of capitalist culture, births a formidable foe waiting to devour on the already steep mountain climb to understanding. Enlightenment today is now in context of culture, i.g. the discovery of a new Star Trek language, the historicity of "Necees Hall of Fame" If the majority follow a philosophical ideal or other, it is probably false. For example, modern so-called Christianity or its sister, pop-culture Atheism In most cases, students come out of universities just as ignorant as they went it...the only gain is indebtedness, an increase in the labor pool, more competition among the poor, and lower wages An irony: The earth and its raw materials are the bearers of real and only wealth. But the poor have been fooled to believe that the capitalist and his commodities are real wealth; and are trained to compete against each other for the opportunity to buy back from the capitalist the necessities of life--which have been stolen whole. That or join the horde. Moreover, the poor have been tricked to believe that the land is virtually useless. It's good only for pleasure and walks through the fenced in forest. The capitalist is none the more merrier. A TV in your room is a window for your tomb. There is a specter haunting the developed world Western powers are in a holy alliance to exercise it: The spirit of truth |
yo im not a surrogate but still keep my lines hot
you cant seem me for real like i was a blindspot yo im dope i never seize to amaze the competition half your lines be supplying me with ammunition yo i gots to fill up a couple notebooks first but you such a stupid fuck i gots to call u a jerk for real i keep lines thatll keep ya clowns baffled yo emcees are a dying breed so i lit up some candles dog yall cats get left lifeless like bodies im cremating yo i could fill ya with air like some tires yall always deflating cant complain tho im living the good life for real bro some a these emcees fake as fuck like turf that be astro yo i aint trying to compete but ya faggots lines are laughable lock you with worse animals than anthony hopkins in hannible dog i gotta fastforward through ya text like it was some commercials and stay on that studio tip when you cant keep it tight like universal dog forget it ya whack ya lines are shit they boring as fuck i gotta stalk yall in my jeep since i cant even fit you in the trunk guess it comes down to bias and opinion er watever but even if you were substantial ya lines still arent clever yo i keep a couple p's around dont plan on my team to surrender you be like a spoiled little brat way my lines keep ya splendered i guess thats why ya toothache way i be unhealthy fa ya dentures i guess you could say i was doing this for fun way it fills me with pleasure yo dog keep ya rhymes we aint interested in ya shit had to build me a couple houses way ya throw up so many bricks... fuck it ive said enough fuck ya faggots and all ya preminitions... yall aint got no rhymes but here ill write you some invatations... |
Metaphorical nonsense twisted in a concept
written dishonest, spitting image of all this. picture this hard shit sitting in the cockpit... witness this high shit, kiss him hes your highness twisted up behemoth living is a inconvenience so why you sitting on his penis? better believe it. got a pair of shoes to paratroop & bear a tooth swipe scene terrible, DiCaprio says its unbearable. Bugs bring the carrots through, a tired gag & parachute. you on that queen shit, bring a tiara boo... look at those rose petals I will merit you. supplying the proper amount at your burial. got a...brain-dead approach in my stereo bitches that look dumb when they stare at ya I hit these blockheads with coins like Mario... look how I toy with this shit not giving a flock. bad sheep herder when I deliver the plot. so people know to choose ya liver & balls look at you followers, such innocent flaws at least you tried your best, admit it or not... plus...we know where your limits are drawn |
Right just going to drop sumn dope right here
You getting visions concussions and shattered sphere I stood there as the ashes went out the window Im boppin u pumping limbo you just a dildo right up on the pillow... Out we go in one comes bombing I keep ya bothered like who u think this win harbouring Keep following hollow tips what this lies encouring It was goergeous.. i got hungry as a hippopotamus Eating too much while my pivot keeps maneuvering Thanks for all the encouragement constant polluting In any case what force takes place I tap u with toothpaste as the pollution waste... Begging fa mercy like a fifty mixtape Yo you a strange man like a show with ricki lake Call me james cause i aint enjoy his cake... Said watch me dry these ones... They all viscous as they kinda fuckin curled up their coats.. You know which one by the one who followed it.. Said theyre still open as she shined for a moment... |
I am the grenade to a small child
the hidden claim to yall guile the world is insane, let us all smile when the winds change, its called wild punches leave em laid out, my fall style... better than yall style. not another sicker or this volatile I educate kids now my style...is yall style watch...as the bobomb walks by you. Im set to blow as the detectives role. ending ending in the next episode. I rise like Romans, ride like Trojans a flow that you can behind like Moses if you bitches fresh to death, Im buying roses dope shit for you to align ya noses. this takes no time...despite you novices theres more...behind the opus |
word that was some tight shit
i really enjoyed this mix dope you aint no bitch yo drop some hot shit you aint got nothing holmes i stay smoking hoes never testing i aint jolking bro ya whack ya lines are simple as fuck you fucking with trip white stays stuck in the middle of holes stay somewhere and then leave a bit later you aint understand one piece of it hater ill poke out and check if any but theres still ones coming kill you losing doesnt understand im ill and flowing chill spot booming im like out of nowhere like a bat out of hell son directions still come with raps and burners that rang like a bellhop sorry that wasnt considerate or even attempting anything that set up was so hot it decided not to it ended up being a fling stupid is as stupid does so only the real represent me gotta learn something before you make an enemy i left something up for the mind bringing up some stupid lines i guess your not worth it like killing someone for being useless type me im not like that im much more accepting than most many men die for less guess i aint even trying to regret how his roast im afriad i may have made a mistake i looked at the name on the gate it was ill i enjoyed it samson style like half baked dave chappelle thought but than he didnt realize i left you in the last place |
Ya rhymes are preschool, you weak dude..
tryna be equal riding by high on three wheels I SEE YOU! just like the teacher watching all 3 of you. The 15 yr old that keeps shitting his pants after each meal like gross..use the bathroom and wash ya ass you lose it quick just like pocket cash you pompous fag I'm a toxic gas burped & farted on your mom & dad your dog & cat, your frog & aunt, you washed up hack ....haha |
right finally onto the next page
the world a stage i aint a tavern but you aint no cave i aint sturdy im always falling on my feet calling you some heat you never balling in the street yo i write rhymes i dont have to be successful i buried it in a cesspool my whole lobby was suspenseful long tables on each end four quarters to a square looking forward in the park so you best approach with some care im not ending this yet there aint no reason to fix it push it to the limit like i was turkey and this was thanksgiving they like my style they like my twenty one rifle salute you got married to the wrong clown he was a hellish brute guess this was another part of my life er something my lines are forthcoming i baked you like some dough in a oven you came out black as fuck said the verse lacked the scope |
No expectations, you a mountain gaining no elevation
No education, the doubt in your face shows the stress & hatred Im the best & they hate it, mess around in your heads & play with... your memories ya crews a human centipede so you know the recipe... its shit after shit, after shit... bastard quit, just imagine it. ya flow pre algebra & Im calculus. word to Saturn... looking at this ring, no vhs looking at my battles thought I had 3 days left. so maybe I should go write |
Reign emprically all this dissing has elevated me spiritually
Sign in just to see my students being degraded lyrically That monster present in your darkest of dream That mobster in the secene dangling the cream Swinging sentences that mangle your spleen Killing your essence on every battle supreme Got what it takes to dismantle your team ~Think about it~ |
The force is massive strong
Smack the wand of a padawan back and dodge attacks Stance, is odd. Relaxed. A faucet; spin the tap for water Damaged manic monster, wanted for galactic slaughter Fragile. Foster facts and logic matched by gnostic magic Conjure tactics tapping caskets locked and stashed by gods Repelled by flames like sandy chalk from dashing moths A vandal vegabond taking on a match of odds, catchin cod Ramble on of paths and psalms while sadists sought the saddened sod The new real two-wheeled champ from Tron traffic travels tracks beyond your lack of knowledge Blah, begone |
yo right second post i started baking
As thought slowly formed colours started changing yo im dope i dont even know how you write no lines if you were a picket fence you still wouldnt come out white you aint no dyke but ripping it aint easy on the mic everybody wonder but no telling since its the end of life yeah i was like until you seperated yaself from christ what pattern this rapper inhabits inside his cell hit the clock at twelve said it was a slug had no shell i ran back the other way i was like fuck this shit you keep hitting but aint no point to this bitch yo i got protection but aint carry no ammunition you a player but cant hang out without his composition bitch fuck it that was a strange set up but just like a drug yo this kid end up getting fucked |
while the whole populous trying to play anonymous
Im chilling, topping these artificial fools like condiments try to play Js trump card & Ill rush ya like communists dabbling with false promises & uneducated honestness you evil little hobbitses will turn up no matter what the volume is dramatist playing with words outta boredom as a topicalist off the top with Savageness, oooo yeeaaaa the evangelist fluck your advantages and your ability to quote randomness looking at you while banging the gavel & holding lady justice she flirting saying baby bust this, I just make the lazy adjustment maybe crush it, let her know that these lames be dumb shits. I slang verses for fun while erryone put their heart in this. its funny you tryna take part in this, Im the real deal artisan if ya flow tommy gun, mine grown the way I hold Thomas's look at that...I dont even have to play hard...I just fondle it |
I can't justify wanting life to be so simple
You need yo symbols to beast, so simple. I beast, you a leech latching onto to me... Go figure, I search for souls in a burst of prose While you stage shit I make the curtains close. Phantom of the Opera blasting at ya mantra What's on your mind couldn't fuck with me... Be mad at your barber. I out last ya clowns fast no one could doubt that. Slang verbal like herbal on yo type you nerd you. How you gonna compare Garfield to Nermil... I jump over hurdles but skip over you like a wack track Schooly D with a backpack cruising deep & blat blat. Who is he? Back to back with a bag of cracker Jack's. Mowing through more Bush than Afghanistan... Or something similar to that. Got a screw loose. Watching ya goof troop write raps in tutus. My noose use got me asking ya how it's hanging. While J crack jokes I'm up in Brown sugar like Sanaa Lathan You broads faking. I'm bored as shit and wrote this like I was on vacation |
Garden variety lays out on the front lawn
green spread out like what I roll blunts on Cuss God, while dwelling with my drunk thoughts dune buggy flow rolling on ya sun spots. Let me catch one charge over one of ya dumb broads you want bread like the park ducks want. better bring the same heart the Mighty Ducks brought... fuck around you can get dunked on. put my hands on you pussys like a Trump thought. better make like Donald & duck bwoi... Im writing this while enjoying some pak choi how many years later, they still want to be Pac...bwooiiiii got the heater to em like Im using the wok...boi... this game is gonna end like a spaghetti western mess around & Ill leave you looking like spaghetti test em. spaghetti spaghetti spaghetti thats the spaghetti extra do my dance with a cup of lean & a pancake all the boys try looking mean but still give me handshakes. boy what you mean you think you a bandaid? open season for open wounds cleaning up alcohol... thats great... |
I took it to the face,
all this green got me fazed, looking out this rain like is there better days? optimist or pessimist which one do I play? all the parts of me that I fucking hate. I'm not clever, I lack some of that cheddar i'm not treasure, don't try to make me feel better .. or say I have potential I don't deserve medals, or hello's inside my head's is a fucking hell hole. Mother said what tree did u fall from? you walk around with no dollars you ain't saving for a tomorrow? ain't no one feeling your sorrow and for my daughter your a horrible role model I need detention, I need to be more tentative I need to stop being so sensitive. BE MORE attentive so I don't get fired the same week I settled in. excessiveness got me moving extra stiff it looks depressive ish |
Angels have fallen and the lord has arisen
Now that they know Ive been the poorest since when... the automatic doors made you swore sixth sense my starter jacket covered my soda & bic pens. reading XXL quotes, so I wrote for the big Benz youthful thinking, useless thinking it goes synonymous unanimous votes from these anonymous folks dudes that think they gangsta cause they wander with hos boys since elementary that I no longer bother to know. got my game twisted now to a trap beat clapping like Donkey Kong in my last dream I was packing the hammer while dodging barrels when I snapped out of it I awoke in Gods apparel swapping stories with the craziest types. Praise me in death but didnt pray to me in life. got me sinking deep in this cloud of pain the dreams become denial under a cloud of shame my heart becomes the ground that pounds away. I become trapped in the storm, going down the drain seek shelter my sheep, sail this doubt away. make me thirst for the drama after what the drought became. I know they think that this has been sounding lame. My penis is known as 2pac they on it when I get around &.... Bang |
I guess yall thought i was going away
But fuck it cause i aint kicked it all day Im ashamed because my lines aint sound correct Probabaly since you can spit it but still aint own no deck Bro ya shit be attracting the pests Nothing more scary than dealing with stress Yo keep ya raps kid you failed ya lessons a long time ago I aint have no coffee still keep a few cups of joe Ya lines filled me with nothing but distaste for this rap thing but its too bad cause my lines left you and ya boys all rolling on the ground laughing.. |
Bet the synthesis will change your ignorance
raise your wisdom and give you some significance embarrassing shit that makes one question this. all it takes is one person not learning to lessen it. make jest of it and flood threads talkin bout horse love thats the idea when we see what force does. shits creek followed the course up into oblivion make other lives suffer worst than the one you living in instead of giving in or trying to make sense...nah looks like its all happening again...huh... |
Look behind the eyes of the mastermind.
When you finish ya verse Im back with mine. wasting half the time to elaborate lines. Beast Mode, Savage type in an elastic bind. I surpass the hype with each passage...I'm passing time while you try to get the magic right. you could clash with titans get smashed under my pen. my bounce in the ounce, you a stashed nug when the night ends. and they thinking that I'm like them... I dont know who you think it is that I am... but I roll with it, smoke a bowl to this. you fooling my early like a bowl of my Trix. you colorful suckers couldnt hold my Kix. how do I roll like this? Oh? you dont know that Im sick. gotta gorilla on this throwing barrels at you kids. Copacabana banana clip to yall ribs when I bust a rhyme check who you woo hah with. the metaphors slip through ya lisp. swimmin out to sea watch me touch a butt let you figure out how you going to bust a gut. pucker up butter nuts half baked numbered up. you hungry girl? |
Ya boy could get Godly with the pump
talk slick again be another body in the trunk dont make me body ya punks. Ima chill though since they got me this blunt now they wonder what got me this blunt. I roll high & mighty like how I got me this blunt tryna play me you must have got me fucked up... better get ya eyes checked & watch me bruh bruh. the brass in the knuckle like to play patty cake patty cake, patty cake, drunk like St. Paddys day. fucker see how I play that patty cake? this is ACME grade, watch how I impact the trade back in the day, traffic in the way, rolling solo. leave em slumped in a dark red room, exposing photos posting those hopes. posting those dreams.. posting what you know. posting what you hope to be. catch me posted in the back bruh. money on my lap if you hos act up. |
I stay keeping beats hot even with all the hate
Forgot he aint have no plate gotta strike an iron whil yall blaze I aint got no issues to raise guess im just rapping on a stage The world seems confusing so i try to finish this quickly Turning in your grave but i bet you be conducting shit aint got no electricity I aint even have to keep a couple bars hanging around You search archives and discussions for thrills still aint none to be found Dog im dope your whole crew going see I swear ill straighten shit out despite all these boring netcees I try though man i really try to make an impact But i guess it aint all about that it aint all just a rap Dont worry though life be confusing at times Cats all sound too similar must be some more words that rhyme Life has become a chore Even writing these words was difficult cause they were all forced I said you keep it washington cause cats buckle up when it come to my boy george Cats be grilling for real though and no i aint luke its just some cats still come up short And then when in the end life finally completes its cycle There is no real i just keep those hot freestyles... Had to believe in others though Cause pete be stacking while these rappers all acting slow.... |
Same old routine with no progress.
Answer prayers with the flow, god bless. Imagine Creed get ya arms stretched. Nonsense... unadulterated bullshit. This is beyond me, so...whose this? A page out the new script ripped to bits. To shreds you say.. How is this, bouncing in the ride yo. Doing 55 with the shotgun holding a rifle.. Truest shit I spoke hand to the Bible. Dearly departed as soon as I find you. Bouncing in the ride yo... Killer boots man, here is my title. Identification because my license expired. I put the lighter to that fire. Bass bumping in my ride yo.. Glaze up in my eyes yo With my shotgun holding a rifle. I ride off with a warning .. thats how I do. You couldn't ride like me if you tried do. Truest shit I said, hand to the Bible Pull ya shit together and.... smile |
Go on man put some shit together
Light as a feather but aint boil no pressure Hard to rhyme sometime not gonna lie But what the fuck man i aint the type sorta guy Feel me shit gets depressing though When u spitting shit and people aint even know This rap shit is too easy man I mean u talk lines and bars whatever wordcount impressive but your shits all trash I aint heated though i aint want to make u mad Shit even i got problems i know when i gotta dash But what the fuck why is nobody ever wrong But dont u see boy they are theres just no good these days chilling alone Gotta have ya peep so they can follow along I aing done nothing wrong though just trying to find anew spot to drop my flow Yeah netcees talk though right People do get down on the site I guess thats the point people would rather fight i guess Or talk about girls like you were having sex Dont know man interesting topic really Yall cats the type still cant feel me pop u for real but i aint no wheelie |
Read the guidelines instead of breaking them
the rhymes I writ have left you faking friends ya talents wasted, here we go talking hate again here we go talking about some of the latest trends idiot, fucking idiot, tryna over-analyze simplicity so the only thing you getting back is my sympathy but fuck you for thinking ya grammar sits with me. watch the flow & how I handle the scripts, ya see? No comparison, so embarrassing, on everything... I criss cross hip hop with drops reflecting on everything. You pissed off in thought tryna write on everything. on everything...so embarrassing, No comparison. Mind predict the future, the blade that rips through ya why, why, why did he did that to ya. what to give back to ya, ya life need to get back sooner words from the mismatched tutor. intact, distract, big chance... |
Every word has meaning
the breath of a wise man carries knowledge of being feeble thoughts is of the weakling the progression which mankind is constantly seeking is hitting concrete as medium go large is my expression going far from regression's oppression Our is a whole session let this be your lesson |
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