yea it was a good verse. my mind is too blank right now 2 reply tho, i think its these meds i got from the doc today beats goin to skool
Bags that dude, who can stop him? Nada, i'm a monster Find your partner's noggin in your locker Stop it, so if that rhyme didn't rhyme then you'd have a problem? Nonsense, better believe that the kid is morbid Cut your 4 limbs wrap them in tin foil and flush em down the toliet. Step up and get destroyed, I bash mics And leave half your crew at the end of the curb like its trash night Better act right, you suckers can't rap tight, you're stupid. Im the winner youre the loser, don't get it confused...
you say, school sucks like the muck left all spits on tennis balls shits its dog drools have a word that rhymes on each end like palendromic english linguistic rules THAT I LEARNT IN SCHOOL dumb cunts is useless like cracking coconuts with out cuts from sharp borrowed tools your like a baby wallowing unable to read the dictionary like your drowning in a pool deep ended from a dyslexic mother unable to read the depth indicator ill see ya later stay in SCHOOL
im flingin vinals at ur kneecaps, ima lyrical lumberjack, an ur veins pumpin tree sap, wen i spit i get more groupies than if a dealer shouted ''free crack'' im an mc at heart, but i know how to beat scratch, fuck any mic to give me feedback, words iller than stds that nasy freaks catch, their so grimey my flow turns my teeth black, im omnipitant,the dark ages wwas just a breif nap, ahead of my time, i need to repeat that, i predicted that weezys cds wack, during the last supper, i mentioned to jesus '' it needs more street tracks''
back track that fat track, on pc screens sketch 3 and me mc like we are black like we got the contrast turned up to max the danger level when shaq on attack slamming bballs like we paint walls ***** we did that, have twin tower falls to your knees and scream back, i dont want to mouth that black gat i am incapable of opening my fat trap, might as well get needles from the hay stack stitch your mouf crazy like you was never able to speak back, treat you mean cause your lyrical menu is straight wack, im not eating your rhymes ill send that shit back cause that shit lacks the qualities of a expertly delivered rap snack gordan ramsey up in you restaurant trying to put your missed foot back on the road to dope tracks get your raps chronic like fat dime sacks, have you cream your jeans like the weed mentally axed at you got you metaphoriccally rolled in a blunt with weed from a satchel dude im comin at you, true, to blast my rap stats at you, never lost a knockout bout since my internet debut
yo if u had half the brains of me n vegimite, inside ur head u might, survive,insted of getting vamped in the dead of night, only he could shed some light, on how i slice cunts like bread and knives,
sliced like bread in the packet this semifreestyle rap spit will leave ya dipped like pcp filter free cigs in mouf of a crack addict feindin a hit cause that cunt quit, only nicoteen and time this time to make it, to quit shit FUCK, I/CANT/SIT - still, down benzodiazepine follow the line of my spine pills my rhymes kill, likea knife cut the crack on jack after he got pushed by jilll down the nursery rhyme hill, pay you to stop with a fresh bill waste a hundred on not hearin any one else spill their verse be lacking skill blast a fat verse ina shot at you till your attempts to rap is thru like drills coming thru metal str8 back at you to attack you crew leave you without aptitude feelin the friction like my dick in your girlfriend without no lube, barren like the felopian tube of a desexed testosterone filled to the gill girl turning into a dude
My life is dangerous, fuck poetry and rap I get liquid potassium chloride right from the tap Just something I thought of while bored haha
that shits straight wack, unlike me my fresh shit straight from my rhyme tap ill have you boxed up outfoxed yup, ready to be sent back to the korean factory at the southside district with toy plants that, should have gone into combat making shit that explodes better than IED's made by terrorists in iraq on sat nav vision, collisions will leave your words compounded have you throw the white flag bright in the night cause you surrrounded dumbfounded wondering how i lyrically assassinated you, ass twice in that word i got one for you too, buttcheeks i got two, brown eye your eyes, ill show you the view one can two caps, one dick two hats, battle raps leaving cunts worn like a knapsacks do
typin rhymes that are sharp and come to a point im diggin unconisicous sig, Krisp Green Ganja tight rolled ina joint altho i dont smoke i know the feelin, i get high of paint fumes and the lyrics i be kickin a drum kick and dope beat, thats all you need to get your head bobin turn up the volume up 100%, so loud your ear drums will be throbin watch the people lose themself in the words you chose spit music is a unaversial language we all understand it thats why were here is it not? hahah somthing small.
Rhymes so sharp you think my tongue is a razor blade Rhymes so hot you duck for cover in the cool shade Kronic, Gin, & Ganja together relieves a lot of frustration But I do me and you do you so no need for any complication Fist fights, chill nights, and my KGG familia Watch out kids we got each others back we'd kill ya Just playin shit ain't that serious, but these aren't lies I sever them ties and let my eyes realize Cycle of life gotta go through birth to 6 feet deep Live life now you never know when it's your last sleep Too early
police man got me on the runnnn you didnt smoke weed yet you know the feelin thats like designing a floorplan for your bedroom ceiling attempts are kneeling and ready to topple adieu verbally mop you like shop owners in nyc streets do top you like bottle tops in factories that get screwed ill wreck you get priests to bless you so at heavens gates you will get through fresh like an uncupped breast or a fresh brew pour out the tap blue cause its fresh tooheys new we'll get you, pursue you, hire a lawyer to sue you, leave you legally subdued unable to pull clues cause your minds blew, scooped out from where them hats ilch ona jews head, im like a racehorse fast and thoroughbred you're a mut mixed parents should have got fixed unable to spread seeds burnt like weed leaves from weed trees that you talking about before but never even seen these no serious, to the dude above the dude above me
ill do a peddle by on my trike with my nerf foam semi popping of shots like its 3rd reich, ammo i have plenty attempts are poor like bums on streets searching for pennies coming at me, with pleas of a shit go, change? i dont carry any, in a hairy sitch like lenny an carl, eyes intertwined by springs points in eyelids ensnarl, gaps to get caught cause you cant wrought my wroughts, cant reach my pockets cause you short wasting away an squat, gaunt pulling up naught spitting lyricals odors cause your mouth is full of rot not here to pull up short ill dump your bits in bags for sports, and skip the trial when im caught cant spend all my time in cells and court, id rather die after i fought
fuck cars i do drives bys in a jet, im as live as it gets, cant survive my tourets words hurting wores than a behive in ur neck, u try to forget, having flashbacks to our battle like surviving war vets, but u wont thrive in my set, ill be frying ur flesh, with a thousand pounds of pressure aplyed to ur chest,
yo yo yo yo Workin day and nite, mowin your lawn But you dont know I take your moms jewelery and and give it to the pawn Thats right cause I "pawn" noobs And you and your possee are all choobs Or maybe even froobs Who shower eachother in anal lubes I eat tacos and burritos and for breakfast I have 1337'os. ye ye thats right.
sense shitted his pants cuz my spits are advanced enhanced by his chicks lips that i stick in a stance i trick and i trance, i lance wit my hypnotic chants he cant fight this verbal knight cuz i spit despotic rants