Yo, I'm on more drugs then the ones that moderate Gotta keep it changin' up, son I gotta modulate Conglomerate, a collection of idiots on the internet Who pride themselves on meme's and 4chan intellect S'all good though, it's all sunshine like Slug said Gonna kill me, cuzz, don't you know I was dead? How many can really talk about keepin' it real When for the past month I haven't eatin' a meal Sick and sadistic, where'd you pull them statistics Rip shit, intrinsic, got more class then physics Hopin' to blow up like a dud firecracker Holdin' up a cardboard sign sayin "for hire rapper"
I hate working. Scratch, I hate working for this corporate clone. If I had my own choice I'd be sketching home alone cause I dont want to be a part of something I dont have the heart for. If you give me two more weeks I guarentee i'll be out that door, ready to explore cause my mind is a well full of colors and thoughts, and If I dont let em flow I'll surely get caught doin something I cant stand, instead of using my hand to meet my minds demands and putting it on god knows what just to expand. I poured a cereal box of stress into the trash this morning, cause I'm all fed up with the bullshit stories. I watched the faces in the marshmallows morph from something bright to the dullest of the dull, like the darkness in the night, but thats alright, its good to break free, from the overwhelming demands of this society, and I try to do my best, but everyone keeps tryin ta break me, ignoring my own style, they keep trying to create me, and thats the main thing. You can break an artists strive to make her due and be alive...to do her best and still survive among the rest who protest her vibe. Its an open dive into free falling everywhere, you take a step off the ledge and you stop to look and stare, but where to go, and what to do, you havent felt this way since 8/2, and its bound to do something if you arent staying true to the nothings in your head that make you. They may be nothings to them, but I cant help but say screw them...because every branch forms a new stem, free their minds like Abraham Lincoln, and do the haters a favor, and but out your own flavor...they can eat it up and you'll chew them up, and victory you'll savor...just save your best for later, when you prove to them you're greater. aka, I am sick of people telling me whats up, cause I have divine reasoning, I drink from my own cup, your cup has a mix of deadly seasoning, to spring me from my mind state, and to put me into yours, to make what I love doing into everyday chores ...Im not here to follow what you do, so I suggest to your own guns is where you should stick to. I'm too into, independence, and conquered masterpieces, and I'll stick to it before my creativity decreases. I am a joke, full of fucking laughs and smiles for miles. If you emptied my head you'd have pot by the piles. ohhhhhzzzyeahz..haha Im not hatin...if you can flow what you write then its all good.
my grey matters a source for tears, wen im dropin bombs like north korea, and wen i battle i pause careers my vocabs a cause of fear, penatrates ur mental, like i forced a spear, then a steak in ur tempal, u rap bout guns but neva braught one here, u remind me of why i shouldnt talk to queers
its the return of the lyrical voodoo curse 3D spherical, nurse your wounds between verses its the hear-a-who miracle, got 5 on the itchy trigger finger, snitches linger, malevolent ideas lead to bitches left in ditches, no ringer. Leadin small children down the path of least resistance, contributing wholeheartedly to the penance of your existence, distance? nah, im feelin persistent today, In the race for mighty Babylon, ***** i demand a raise! Rehearse this verse to reverse this hearse immerse yourself in the free verse adverts, become one, traverse the city streets and thug purses all you wanted was a little chunk and perverse firsts i have no idea where im going with this
ooooooh i get it you are supposed to be like... aesop rock.. and only "real hip hop heads' feel the flow. loki send me something recorded.. still.
You people be dissin, but you get up on the mic, you choke up You think you married to the game, hell no you broke up No weight, you better cop up Yeah you all gangsters, then please, put your glock up If Loxi's rhymes was looks She be Jessica Alba butt naked on the bed But you know I turn her into Lela Star instead But for real, mad props for rippin' this thread.
i developed techniques for gun enlargement now my shit's too big for the glove compartment so drama queen emcees that love to start shit get found face down with their blood on the carpet bludgeon your carcass. ditched in the lake i call your bitch little debbie cause she's getting me cake do i break her off some? pshh... give me a break she's kinda big and i think she should be slimming her waist
My rhymes are fat, like lines from a fat cap I take you back like a '94 boom bap track Montana gold & black, are the cans I rack Strapped with a back pack, just roaming the train tracks
me and the nose knows wassup yall is some tards eatin playdo type to fuck around under the sink and drink draino im after fat sacks of cash and fat ass like jay lo i wanna be first so i take out all of the above like maino i eat emcees and squash beef like potatoes spittin tornados givin flight to wayne winnebago storms form the fuego to retire the best and take they bank rolls yall some minicher pinchers bitin ankles get the fuck off my swag get to shakin like bojangles i spit acute angles that split fades and leave bitch made haters mangled who wanna tangle? knot you..
Knot me? Man what kind of fucking wordplay is that It seems like you in fucking preschool, face it your whack Sure my vocab aint the highest calibur But I spit real shit, you just a competitor You aint even freestyling, you fuckin' gaylord You probably spend 5 minutes on each line staring at your keyboard Come to grips, you cant spit it orally And what the fuck, C4NT Y0U SP3LL N0RM4LLY?!
in all honesty i don't know how to rhyme but i think its time to unveil your slime everyone on this thread thinks they know how to flow its just a show they think their studs but when it comes to graff their just duds all these online geeks try to spit some shit to loki sho trying to be her foe but they don't know she can snort some blow and spit some flow i'm not here to defend or put an end to the drama in this genre all i want is to observe all this beef that stews while i drink some brews sniff some coke and read till you choke pretty soon i'll end this rap and get some paint toss it in a basket rack it and go paint some hood cause i'm in the mood to go over your pussy shit graff and then toss you in a casket my raps ain't the best but i put it to the test i infest this thread and wait till you end up dead like a rape victim in a bloody bed ...this is the end beautiful end now don't pretend cause you stuff is shit its no wonder what you bit is a victim of the buff and i've had enough!
Wow another kindergarden student tryin to rhyme Face it kid, isnt it passed your bedtime? Your opinion here is outdated While my shits so ill I gotta be sedated And what the fuck is a dud You gotta stop using a rhyming dictionary bud You know I spit it straight whiteboy swag You shit dont flow at all like a robot with a lag How about you put graff on the side for a minute And comes to grips, you suck dick just admit it And at least you know your raps aint the best Cause I surely wasnt impressed, it shows you just a guest for real though that end of that Loki line flowed mad nice.