dont say i'm a kindergarden student cause me lyrics are fluent my opinion may be out dated but i keep my women x-rated your just a fool that likes to drool from that medication that keeps you sedated i don't use no rhyming dictionary my words just spill from my mouth like an icy cold chill you may spit it straight whiteboy but all you do is annoy and dont tell me to put my graff aside cause i know your skills have died ..your skills decend while i offend, don't worry i know this all pretend my raps arent to impress but they keep you in check like a game of chess..so dont stress ..dont ever use swag just keep it in your rhyming bag cause we all know your style is pure bile
(continued) cause i was bored ...stupid toy your in denial your turning cenile like the virus westnile i attack from the sky dont deny your just a kid and your chips dont stack dont be scared cause i'm back just smoke some crack till your lungs turn black now step down before i make you frown you think your legend but your just a toy with a stolen crown ...underline here, arrow there let me be fair so i'll step down from my pharoe chair you got a head start but you don't stand a chance i'll put you in a trance like a cobra does a flute dance blah blah blah your left in a stun i was just here for some fun but we all know your done so get going son..run! my raps aren't as dope as my slaps but my lyrics they do rhyme they infest your brain with a beautiful chime just stay in your box like a stupid mime with your face painted cause your words just faded this battle can be debated but your flow is outdated im not lying your words are dying cause i'm terrifying!!
i spend money quick like its about to expire. im burnin cash, like johnny inside of a ring of fire. LOLZ!
What the fuck? Mtown kiddy, you think your droppin witty lines? feelin shitty? Dont even mention Nas, ill bring the intervention, you get your weak ass salad tossed. Rappin like vanilla ice comin off PCP, your auntie Trinetta said she was even feelin me, Ropin across the border thinkin you pushin dope for a columbian order, Ill burn your shit like David Koresh, you feelin this west coast connec? Go back to your doghouse Mtown, next time bring a few bitches so i can get fresh. Bring those booties back to my nest. whos next?
just thought i'd throw in a rap in español cause i lost control and i'm gonna smoke some dro to put on a good show so lets go! ke pedo con tu rimas morro, parece ke tu boca tiene chorro ni sikiera sabes lo ke escupes, kedate en las nubes salte de este pinche sito, pinche vatito as de ser un chota, yo me atiso con mota pura de la buena ke ase ke pinte mi arte, con mis colores y rayas lo expreso en instante yo cargo mis latas y aunke sean baratas, yo dejo mi marka en partes muy altas con mis tapones ke pintan rayones, yo subo muy alto por mis webotes te da selos cuando subo a los cielos, toma consejos eres infantil y de la mente muy debil, deja de pintar y ponte esteril nadien kiere ver ke tengas creaturas, mereses fracturas con echisos de brujas, con velas muy negras ojala ke te mueras evapores como aguas calientes, y si no te tumbo los dientes
yall is just some dummys like a crash test and ya hunnys lookin at me similar to a flask, wet i only fuck with the hundys im talkin fat checks if ya wallet large then im leavin your shirt rash red go ask feds to help you fuck with me cuz you cant get ate like food stamps wen stepin up to who? champ
the champ ahaha this *****s as slick as a pregent trick wit cramps. homie you aint got butta chance to fuck with the wicked kid cosmick id flip ya shit like an old lady tryna touch the tip of the dick.your attempt to phase the crazed blazed saved holy child was feeble an mild. while my wild an savage nature is hard to grasp raspin my words of dick an rapeing ya fuckin dome wit these words an verbs an nouns leavin ya with these new profound sounds bound by the veins that been concealed within the mainframe of ma untamed brain. ya shit is lame homie. i bet u love silva an gold thats the shit you be admirin. me i aint bred like a trick i love the sound of sirens. guttin punk *****s like you by the fucking thousands. the cosmik seven.
i use to have speed control that was back before i packed weed in bowls now my speach is slow and my beats are fast now the only thing passing is me on that ass dont ask me if im passed cuz your past im way in the future like nuclear ash
watch your step and be steady cause i'ma slap you in the sneaker your style weaker while mine stays unique-er, i'm a heat seaker missle on the coarse for impact, in fact, durring a nuclear holocaust i stay in tact, i stay ready with a machete and i love the taste of blood, i cross swords with samurai and leave 'em bleeding in the mud like a flood.
okie dokie smokie you got no shot in the finals like mono ginobli im like kobe bout to take the title your not even a competitor just a rival somethin like a child from a thiid world country clutchin a rifle not knowin wat life means, only focusin on controllin the shake in the barrel wen the light gleams i fight teams of giants for my bowls of soup fuck out my face your jsut a pidgeon get back to your coup stupid fruit, not half of me just another victim of a verbal catastrophy after me, but after me is just blasphamy put 8 to your back like matt hassel for hasslin me its just the attack of the rap assassin in me tryin to ease my brain so keep passin me weed
i'm back bitch. the fact is, there's more fish to fry contracted swine flu. ask me, how sick am i? how sick am i? my pistol make you liquify so when they ask you why you bleeding, you can tell em this is why duffel bag boy with no money, just body parts i don't fight, fuck karate. the shotty make you fall apart i call it art. my gat's too big for my pants i gotta walk around town with that shit in my hands bitch, i'm the man. my mission's to be grippin the grands had to dip myself in glue so i could stick to the plan some gun talk. unfinished verse.
its hard to say that im free from aggression because this obsession has gotten ridiculous but staying conspicuous has always kept me hidden but life ridden and stuck behind plaguing obstacles and pot holes that stress out my journey through life subdued by a knife to always hold that burden but im learning how i can be happy again put in perspective by a friend confessing in syllables the riddles and trivial situations put forth for me escaping reality so a can be free in my mind through these verbs and a line trying to actually make something mine a tangible force that i can grasp with two hands to understand why mental objections still stand ehh
i may not ever see the light of day but ill pull the sun out to tell it what i say and decay the urban environment habitat but anyway ill stay dirty like the rat that lives in your crooked sewers of stench across the park bench is a mother with her children many of them may not ever grow to be worth the pain that came to maintain their health of their brain ehh....
really though... i dont mean to be an asshole but i read not a line that sounds natural honestly the thread packed full homo cats, purses not satchels group trips to powder ya nose dont get fresh by the louder ya clothes woops out there it goes thats a simple rap but OH wow it flows. haha fuckin idkk.. myspace.com/wrecksb
real talk.. that was dope. i dare ya step. im five times a g not talkin bout jets. ballin harder than 4 forces. fast cars whip hard bodied porsches. stackin cakes like scott storches. and the chrome make it gorgeous. i clap you and ya mans off ya front porches. Everyday heads dyin of cancer. From the region crazy after tradin the answer. Streets nuts.. cemetaries is planters. All good I get it imported like lancers. Yes a mitsubishi. Find a genie. Ya need more than 3 wishtabeatme. Navy seal cuz I push discreetly. Ya want it hard or soft. Ya squadron sick I gavem kennel cough. I'm on the top of the coca like latte frothe i mean.. thats really not my style.. but you know where im comin from.
listen whack men lyrics my mac 10 thumb index middle grippin my gattlin murda ya crew like i aint forget what happen last summer oh man.... what a bummer dont pop clips i slang crack like zeek the plumber and shorty gone salute my shorts reachin climax like extreme sports ill spit whatever works call me a.i. ive been through so many courts (idk why i keep dropping a.i. on these) and although wreks keeps it real he only wants the money so he'll play on any field brett favre im makin deals got the free game on lock ... like a cot.. and 3 hot meals... hahaha fuck it...
I scribe my name, easer she a chick, i tease her, and please her my arguments could make christ a non-believer dont call me a fucking under achiever sit down here with me lets smoke the reefer yeah I keep-a, Gun undermy seat fa- protection Condom for my erection Holy hell a black man won the election to bad he lacks an affection to my collection
my flow hurts like a glock if you put it on burst fuck guns I dont need them to kill you, just read this verse im sick as fuck woooord im the reason why you lost your girl she decided to drop you you couldnt fuck her as hard as i do ill start the race a lap behind you and i will still finish first im here to regulate the shit as if Mr Clean was a mission you think you can talk without permission get your ass slapped if you dare looking in my eyes your asking your self questions i confirm, its a mental assassination when it comes to marathons, youre the one who passes out first no skills on the microphone lack of styles in your poems my advice is to stay home gotta go to the job.........
Defeat is a bitch, better check your verbal exchange, cause when my words hit your ears somethin starts to change, you look deranged, kinda strange like youre bodies fallin, ill rip your head off, dribble, and use it for ballin, swish, net and alcoholin, 40 by the court so I down it no stallin now youre tryin to abort,, you say mamas callin...you run home I just creep.. through the back of your mind, you wont get no sleep, youll just pass the time by watchin the alarm clock switch digits every minute, i gotta find I beat and only I can spin it.