Lyrical guillotine chokes straight crushin your throat No visual joke, those who provoke will soon soak You have awoke, the one that use oak for his strokes Never misspoke, all I hear from you is a croak Im ready to smoke, so I roll a blunt then toke Your soul is revoked, and then scrambled like yolk Call me the Raw Throat, as I promote my poisonous qoutes Your rank I demote, as I use my rhymes just to gloat
you shoulda just shut the fuck up and went back to beatin off you lil fagit Check it stay blazed aint shit always actin hard he needs to go back home and work out his other arm he aint nothing but punk ass poser givin up neck for a quarter so he can go and buy another hot dog for his shrine of ben holter get the fuck you stupid prick quit doing what you do and go suck a dick youll make more money doin that then what you do right now just get the fuck out and keep your fagit ass head down
Just bumpin' some beats tonight, bored as fuck.. yo, if you ever see me, dressed up scummy with my bum ass please give a little bit of money and don't try to run past it hurts my feelings even though im dealing, bringin' nothin back aint appealin it doesn't matter now, BOOM SMASH hit you with the shopping cart i push around, too bad now you got no choice but to hang with me got no fuckin' choice but smoke this thang with me i wanna get to know ya, get inside ya head, know what you about you aint gotta be bothered by that rag over your damn mouth or the chloroform that's soakin and sinkin in from the cracks on your lips, your pours and all over your freakin' skin now you passin out, and i'll carry you away this just another one of those Small Time days. *now with poormans copyright I'ma fuck with this.
heres that next level shit: its hard waking up when your purpose seems weak and your perspective feels so damn bleak like oh my god some clarity is what i seek like my lenses are dirty or my visions sixty thirty and sometimes i wish i wasnt knowing and my mind wasnt growing but these struggles keep me going day in and day out feeling complete insanity tied down to humanity trying to disprove fate in this sprawling urban landcsape looking for a remedy or an ability to defy inevitability fuck these everyday concerns and the holes that they burn in my mind as i learn the voices that probes past my earlobes causing strain in my lymph nodes driving through my vains running black like roads rushing past my nose toward south and out my mouth pouring out like a spout trivial concepts of a shattered past surfacing too fast into a crushing relapse you say its nothing kid, perhaps. who's feelin' it?
As I kick back and inhale, I spit rhymes to impale Flowin like gale, I'm known to always prevail Leavin bodies in bales, sendin 'em off on the rails Exhalin the failed, They whole family left paled The walls of the home, I scaled, then the bodies left nailed No trace or no trail, My murderous services always for sale My mode is Constant Assail, you seem to always be frail I step on you, Snail. you left crushed, not even no chance to flail
my power surpasses the need to appeal to the masses my words flow the fastest when yours run dry like mollases in through the ears out through the asses shatter the lenses in the frames of your glasses my thoughts pour into your very soul and make you lose control your peace in mind is what i stole you lose everything you own and findout it was all one big loan and thats the price you pay a strong swift strife of words that cut sharp like a knife for attempting to live a carefree life. ive heard a thousand ryhmes a thousand times again again i recieve and through my ears they weave leaving a little memory before they leave
Shaolin attacks, samurai swords leavin ya neck partially attached Had no chance to react, Blood ends up spillin all over ya custom fitted cap Lyrically unmatched, MC's get ripped apart by my lyrical darts Silenced weaponry, no time for you to scream in the dark What you should know is that I'm really hear just to impart But those that can't learn are straight losin they heart Your spine starts shakin, when you hear my Pitbull bark Forced to depart, then I'm quick to sink your ark Ya last vision of me is a spark, cuz I'm fast to pack the pipe As well as fast to light, cuz the lighter is attached to the mic I'm also fast with the swipe, that'll leave ya face with a stripe Every blow I throw is a strike, and on the end of my fist is a spike Shit, With the words that I type, I could kill you, your children, as well as your wife My Words of Advice, don't entice the Precise, thats concise with the vice That dont think twice to excise, with that surgical splice And re-pack with dry ice, to keep discreet in the heat Can't compete, you retreat, when you greet my fleet An act of deciet, after the concrete, the back of ya head meets the cleat And thats on repeat, to any of those that try to rhyme over beats You'll just get added to the heap, of those with the weak physique When I reap, I seem to seep, into the chambers in which you sleep Ya dreams become bleak, Unsheath, then I tweak ya oblique A sleek sneak, as I speak over meek, I wreak Unique Mystique, reek a poisonous fog, right over your creek When I reach the peak, I take you out with a sweep And to test how my mountain is steep, I listen all the way till the end of your leap..... ....splash!
yo,when i look around i see we got pigeons whose tattoos be lookin' like christians' greed, man we got the wrong seed, and whatever else they can get their greedy hands in, cans in, the cancer has been found in, your soul but of course you don't care, keep sold, or keep solid turns it gold. Makes it shine see i've got mine still they'll seduce ya' like fine wine.A girl to dine, with a booty of a different kind, she stops time, she's gone, now you're slapped back into line. woken up from the day you could have swore this was aligned. like prisoners who be comin' out christians.
im sittin on my bed it's 6 a.m, and im just wonderin who the fuck i am listenin to nothin shit i think ill come up with somethin it might be cuz im lyrically criminal, my rhymes are minimal sort of subliminal a mixed up message an u dont know what the rest is but nothin like you seen before liquid inspiration just a blunt n a two four its late monday night went to the bar and now i cant see right now im goooan go to bed peace !
idk if anyone heard of this song but i thought we start a series of it aiight its called "My Dick" use my lyrics as an example My dick gets bigger by the hour Yo dick is weak like a flower My dick is bigger than your momma Yo dick is darker than obama My dick shoots cum like a oozie Yo dick looks a lil woozie My dick bigger than rosie odonnel Your dick got touched by mcdonald My dick can be seen from space Yo dick look like it got erased My dick make the bitches wanna scream Yo dick make the bitches wanna leave My dick get invited to all the parties Yo dick is avoided my shawties My dick get into any girl Yo dick make the bitches wanna hurl My dick killed 5 chicks Yo dick touched 27 dicks My dick got its own label Yo dick gets fapped under the table My dick look like Hulk Holgan Yo dick look like Gary Coleman
yo, you couldnt beat me if i were your meat B. You couldnt win if you spit the same rhymes in the same line at the same time. Matta a fact any rhyme cause their all mine. I been in this game for awhile, long before you started when you got old enough to watch 8 mile. My lyrics are like a well constructed mansion yours are just a pile n you in denial. You needa face the music. You nothin but a useless nucanse but maybe thats just my 2 cents. But ask around n get the same result, steady rippin crew in half like the hulk. So kick rocks niggy go sulk, before i pound your rap game to a pulp and bring your whole show to a halt. Cant be murked, but i can be hurt. Only take 6 grenades, 3 AK's, 12 rockets and a hemophrodic chimp in a skirt. Face it im bizerk, heavy breathin and steady cleavin, dont let the berreta clip you when you leavin, leave you cease to be breathin, im OG you still teethin. Cmon man all your doin is bleedin. Im on the run, wanted for treason and hunting emcees in duck season, dont need to rhyme with reason it just flows. Bringin tornadic destruction but it never blows, only grows to catastrophic perportions, pissin people off like abortion. but dont get it distorted, i went crazy from all the coke i never snorted. Now how would you like your body parts sorted? Bitches.
Bumpidge of ye olde post Im back and im a BEAST I kill rabid animals just to steal thier teeth, Attach them to dentures and go on adventures Bitin old people and children alike Now that what i call a nature hike Cannaballistic and malicous Covered in blood walkin round lookin suspicious but the cops dont stop, im too viscous to raw n to real, even the illest couldnt diss this. Chewed through my muzzle so you could kiss this like Hannibal Lector, Sippin no sizzurp just blood lust nector Rippin juggulars with my jaws no problem with metal detectors Where was i last tuesday? I was fuckin your wife Mr inspector I ate the evidence so you got no case. Small children and chicken have the same taste. but old people resemble wheat paste. yup im sadistic, but lets be realistic Youll find no bullets when victims limbs are sifted when i get on the mic i leave emcees larynx twisted and their girlfriends fisted So what ever you do you don't wanna be shit listed and dont say anything else cause the crowds favor has already shifted. Never crowd me when im feeling rowdy, cause ill hand out barbituates that leave you feelin drowsy. Dont doubt me, fuck you while you out while lookin at the others wavin howdy. I carry out conversations when im bustin a nut, but im only fuckin the lower half of a body so im bustin a gut, give you more sauce than pizza hut when i strut my stuff. But im done with the verse havent you had enough?
mothafuckas should get a map, they gettin lost in they lines like they was drivin down an interstate without any signs, i keep my lyrics on lock, all of my words are confined, to a cell for killin the tracks that i would assign, im an accessory for slaughterin a beat like its cattle, im wit my army and we win the fight the war and the battle, cuz mothafuckaz like to play so they get shook like a rattle, im rhymin harder than ridin a fuckin horse with no saddle, an transmittin vocal emitions that will raise superstions, do whatever the fuck i want its like they gave me permission, you wishin that you could top me but all you can do is listen, im hookin ya with the flow then pull you in like im fishin, i came back like i was missin, but im new to you cats, ima do with my lyrics what dcon would do to a rat, but we aint rats ***** we dogs and we travel in packs, and we attack whether you facin us or turnin ya back, an i aint cocky, im jus sicker than an inbred wid aids, whos drink was poisioned with raid, watchin an active grenade, explode in his face an scatter him all over the place, right now im higher than a sattelite thats floatin in space, im like a robot that was trapped in a human body thats wired to think metaphorically so im able to spit the fire, like a mothafuckin dragon son, ya kno im back at it son, if ya wanna battle me then take a crack at it son, mouth like a pistol when i spit at ya ur ass is done, this shit never get old for me because im always havin fun
your alot better than me at ryming trueth is im just sittin hear wastin time and i tried to make a ryme but its so bad its like im commiting a crime i want to make a call out to yall heard of me cus u suck more cock that dr spock does on tv
i got a flow thats doper than Herb n wen i spit i leave ur throat holdin the curb like american history x im talkin brutal skits your like a nerd fightin chuck norris with judo kicks your girl sees my crew and says she knew those dicks my crew sees ur bitch and says wed do those chicks again cuz aint nothin 2 us we dont fued over clits we touch more pussy than tampons or gynochologists we blow more money than casino floors with the fans on i got the grands on cuz grampz i get my gramz on fuck with me and ill let the desert eagle pick your face to land on i aint goin no where, im hoover dam strong..
smoother then cream, and twice as fattening, flows heavier then America, what the fuck is happening/ tell me, what went wrong with this experiment, why's he jumpin' off bridges when you double darin' it/ shakin' your core and all seven of your chakras, wish i could make hits when im dead like Pac does/ brain is fried, must have overloaded on the acid, but the opportunity was there and i couldn't pass it/ now i got this cheap bitch fillin' me with glee, takin' her clothes off and feeding me some E/ this shits great, I fuckin' love being a rockstar, while the rest of these cats is pastry, they poptars/ get it straight, Small Times a Crook with some mad class, in fact I got more brains then half the kids in your math class/ I'm spittin toxious, like my salivas combined with hazmats, how many of you cats are gonna chaff my damn ass/ i can't take it no more, im succumbin to the pressure, gotta deal with idiots and the average everyday stressors/ the monotonies ridiculous, i feel like im mechanical, ill do a little damage then im real quick to vanish bro/ this rhyming shit is easy, how could i not pick it up, im sorta like Eminem but i mean it when i say "dont give a fuck"/ dropped out of school, did drugs out the cabinet, thats why im a burn out, never kickin the habit kid/ inhabitin, every portion of the planets end, this what happens when you clashin with manic trends/ my insides were tore out, my heart is a black hole, can never get close to a dude with a black sole/ people point my direction, some saying "what the fuck", like i dont belong here, i can't help it im stuck/ if you want some drugs then you gotta come get with this, ive got it all homie, opiates and barbiturates/ i wanna get high but the big problem is, i checked into narcotics anonymous/ whatever.