thread locks shit is dead stopped quick and abruptly sent back he's serving spits that make unfed kids yell "damn his SHIT is WACK"
yo let me hop up in this rap battle comin with aerosol cans that rattle let me find out which one of you tattled i'll punch you in your gut and leave you lookin fuckin baffled i take a dump on y'all emcees mothas yeah that's gross but not as gross unconscious doin' his little brotha with a big ol' ego, he sigs himself about his whack rhymes not even realizing he can't turn a dub to a dime because he smokes weed like a pussy vegemite don't push me i'll make you tryin to cross the street like ya name was frogger yo mama tells you to move over because your such a cock hogger. no beef intended. im high. it kinda flowed. in another world.
attempts above belong deep down below under the earth and peat where the sun dont show under with the dead, head to toe, put down to bed down below never return say to hello, cause you didnt say goodbye sneekin in sneaky sly, came in the sleepy night, coming at you freaky spry ropes tied tight round you right, sedative syringe thru your eye, adrenaline and clenched fist with knuckles white tonights the night, my words no lie, saran wrapped to the table ready to die, knife thru flesh and thigh, bones groun' down and sold as rye eyeballs popped and eye jelly slopped like drops of cream on cherry pie it's buy buy buy investors screamed when the economic times were a clean high now banks are dry, awry suicide, investors jump out the windows into sky doing what you should have done - years ago - like the begining of hi fi you fly and flap your wings in mothers head, even though you go nowhere when you're dead except deep down below, buried, rotting, decomposed, where your raps belong and now will forever go
u pee in the shower, well guess wat, i do to cept wen i drain my main vain it leads to your feedin tube dude swallow my piss and eat my shit in your morning grits i spit my shit multiple times cuz u simps can comprehend this greatness so face it, u smoke weed thats laced wit basics i puff the magic dragon flyin higher than nasa spaceships cant replace this, u come close but continue to chase this cuz wit raps im round the track, ur rhymes are slow like minds of racists
i spit flows , throw fists quicker than lightning what this might seem , unconscious cant fight , friend im vicious fuck it i aint nice at all, ask mama she knows whatsup i impregnated hip-hop 9 months ago now shits about to blowup i handle my businesss ,impossible for you , it be a miracle mostly improbable to match my lyrical fitness you fucked up , when god made you he didnt know what he was doing weak ass punk mc's like you is what i be chewin your image is not true , what you say you are is not you i even heard you were flowin on pop beats with your crew this is a freestyle battle , yall punks talk to much shit trying to find out what pac or big would say if youdd get dissed im PISSED ,im the mortician , the 3-five seven to your dome'll leave you in bad condition just fuckin around
Hello, I make green like blue and yellow does anybody rip it like me? hell no ain't no complex steez, bitch please, im simple all i need is a bag of weed and a pencil hate the player, hate the game, whatever, take your pick they keep comin back for whatever i lace em with i keep my friends close, eating pills like they mentos we ain't rollin in mercedes, but we got mad benzos amphetamines, barbituates, the shit that ima hit you with ridiculous, we livin this, you start it, ima finish it drugs are deemed illegal, but they handing out prescriptions kid and i abuse them too, so tell me what the difference is i stay fresh even rockin yesterdays clothes that stench in your nose, a mix of weed and b.o. i breathe and speak flows, believe my peeps know bitches come over, get high, and get low
you try to spit hot shit quick but your brain is pulling blanks i got sicker shit oozin out my aortic artery stored in medical tanks useless like blanks, them banks i dont use them, telemarketers i abuse them, the toilets where the poos in, females i parose them, like hunter s simpson we're cruisin, then theres you who's loosin only cruising for ego bruising, lyrical bombs about to blow and you dont know how to defuse them no clues you are snoozin, no wins, you lose reviews while i grin at the winnings brain spinnin thinking how im gonna use them lets loose them, they're a bunch of b listers, petty eave listeners pop the cork like foot blisters, drop the fork when the bullet misses hot trajectory faint whizzes, fear engulfing you like blizzards you one of gods useless creatures like lizards, simple minded and dumb picked out in school failin quizes put in special classes, braces and glasses and pimpled faces first lesson, "how to tie laces!!" and colour inside places without going over the lines, im going over time extendeding freestyled rhymes, ive read your words, become a myme
thats real cute, these kids is quick to take they shots just jealous cuz i spit infernos that are eternaly hot jealous cuz lyrically im hip n im servin em hop they drop to they knees like they moms and just murder my cock whether u heard it or not, its plain as fuck to see like an art exhibit featuring painted pictures of thread locks free's so be easy kids, just sit back and spit out ya mind kick some rhymes that tell storys of glory and shame at the same time im, not saying im the best but im definitely not the worst im like the verbal gatorade, flavored great and quinchin ya thirst im pinchin u jerks, call me the crab with a claw for my left hand standin tall, damagin all, and handlin yall wit grand slams crushin competition and bustin out ammunition submittin u bitches deeper than russian sub expeditions recognition is all i seek but u weaks diss me for weeks thinkin ur rhymes are tight n that i bite immortal's technique? shit i aint mad at u haters, just do wat u does keep hatin on me but all i got for u is the love wassup?
if you didn't notice, I wasn't trying to come up with anything "fresh" there He just copy and pasted his verse, so i wasn't gonna waste my time coming up with anything, just saying and face it, unconscious sucks dick he got my threads locked in his teeth, he needs a toothpick threads like pubes, ya heard? im so gangster, I say word
thread locks won't stop such constant nonsense and unconscious keeps toppin' with shits thats obnoxious i grab this mic, i spit and i rock it like Snoop Dogg it got too hot so i dropped it tongues a glock so i grip and cock it and in a couple seconds ima start verbally poppin eh, fuck it.
I wear kippas and I dont eat pork Jewish jewish jewish, Jewish fork Jewish jewish pack assholes like corks
this guy is rappin bout stickin pigs in the ass gettin lit in the grass horde killin em leavein em on railroad tracks n gettin hit by the task force i pass scores im toppin charts like a na source nasa askya questions n get murdered for cash course my crash course flows breakin backs like nas kourse that naskar wheelin through the gas pass force cuz im jedi mindin clouds and spittin spits like a blast force clash wit torches that be burnin shit like stash scorched
eye spy a hater in my midst snuff him with the chromed nine grip my tongue is the gun spittin dome rhymes rip u gets it? my dope rhymes stick to ya mind like land mine ticks i flips the flow so ya face now match ya asshole prick pick, ya body up with the dozer and roller ya in the ditch foldya wit the wits that my hip hop spit hot off the flip flop tips i spits sparks, and damage ya click wit bic barks bitch lighters that hit harder than pitbulls bitin off curbs hearts and brick its the cynical individual rippin spits in diferent intravels speakin the visuals actual factual rappin, the action pennical keep ya rappin to the minimal cuz we animals n we generals we army seargents leavin tagets starvin in the minerals need i say much more?
yo stok reppin his block since 04 yeah we already know your girls a whore' im not down with punk ass kats lookin at my shit callin it wack hahaha what the fuck you gonna do? i'll pull up on my fuckin ski-doo' fuck your honda civic i'm kickin rhymes that straight livid' i'm so cheap i'll buy only one timbit. snakes to the double man causin lots of trouble man. this commin year i'll be drinkin beer hittin those trains waisting away my brains. so many cans when i think back and untill this day i'm still on the attack. drinking apple juice because its the morning sheeeit aint got a job because that shits boring.
We born to die so I just get high like im born ta fly im in the court wit marijuana eyes we hit the clubs til the moning rise Cus day an night we run the streets hope i dont pay that price they got the nerve to tell me to press my brakes an if i do then how will rent get paid so now im thinkin that 200 stacks well would it bring me back? especially now that recessions hit my only answer to my question is ok now heres a thought streets is a mariage that you cant divorce lifes a bitch but i think i fell in love so i treat the game just like im selling drugs <(o 0),,l,_ Dipset All MuthaFuckin Day !!!!
Please don't, go away Hey, you're gay I talk in rhymes that's how I roll Fuck fuck fuck shit shit ni gga I got soul And seriously your sig is embarrassing, change it to something thats not really gay
my citys a waste land like a distopia futer, cant walk to the shops without some bitch scopin ur pumas, shystie clicks hopin to shoot ya, yes its sketch smokin a spliff aproachin to nuke ya, importin lyirics from boats into cuba,