Ya got no style I come up and hit u with my criminal file its thick as the bible back out? I'll take ur ass out with my AK ya fucking gay try me I don't play
I'ma call you pato but you aint a duck/ see my face? straight not giving a fuck/ you wanna rumble I'll make you crumble like a cookie/ your momma's so hairy I talk to her in Wookie
I'm back from whereever to sever heads with clever text in a reign of terror like la Rouchefoucault the god of death like Pluto leaving you bourdeau check the flows I spit explosive like a flowpen in your pocket computer typing like I'm sending a rocket to your home so you better have an iron dome like Magneto or you're getting blown up like civilians when they're flying drones
Alright look, lots of people on here rapping. You better go home boy before I send you napping. Don't talk back to me unless you want a bitch slapping. I just don't want some pervert on the keyboard capping. Some of these faggots seem to like to shoot their mouths off. They wouldn't laugh so much if I showed up with a kolechnikov. They all tough on the keyboard on their Macs and on their Microsoft's. But no more talking shit when they hung up in the upstairs loft.
Honestly it's savage the way ima have ta damage ya Find you in the tuna isle packed canister after canister Grown man i take the elevator you slide down the banister Dude can't even spell kalashnikov so i know you aint got one ME i just picked one up off the street - it's a hot one Guns dawg! Betchu never even shot one Me i keep a revolver cause the glock load problems pick you caliber dude cause i got em penacillin dick im a sick fuck keep a taped blade on me, homies get stuck tear gas by the can homie good luck Have the whole place burnin arson charges, hot shells, revolver turnin' it's absurd n i hope ya learnin ima type to leave ya yearnin, squirmin, blood gurglin Not a end in sight, 'cept ya head at night, green dot - no where ta run from the fight 44 mag'l make ya head take flight, quick end to the hype, good night!
I'm clutch kid like a cobra or a camel you should stop biting your rhymes it will wear on your enamel not swift catch my drift you post gifs of pussy on turntable true legend not a myth or a fable- are you disabled? you aint shot no guns just shooting off at the lip circumsize your head free of charge keep the tip got caught up and found yourself busted give you a minute to catchup and realize you can't cut the mustard
We rap on here???One of my favorite pastimes lol better... Im unmatched in the field on the front lines with a sniper sight Twelve g's in a reefer pipe,sheepish fright,Boogeyman in your closet ***** don't fall asleep tonight!!! Yall sleepin right!?Here's some food for thought. Brass knuckles like a Cena fight!!!Your teeth will be wired shut! What's a Vet to some fresh meat?? Y'all feeding right?!? I'll feed you knives....drag you to the gates of hell so my demons get a feast Tonight!!! I beastin! Dab on em like Newton as I'm "Droppin" atom bombs Leader of the new age I'm Optimus to you Autobots!! Can't follow?connect the dots! Safari flow like the Amazon I'll body "dopes" like a cattleprod Y'all can lick my nuts!But not until after the Magnums off!! I'll smash you cocks!!Newbie came to show you up I'll behead the best I'm Isis to LA..... that's how quick I'm Blowing up!!! I've got Oracle eyes...so I warn you not ignoring my rise I've made a living of of this and snorting powdered surprise Get it I'm High?!?Never falling?I'm faded inside I don't even need it cause my brain is my high My greatness I hide!In a slender shadow in the suns glare I'll disembody your infantry and delay contacts like a solar flare! You whores are scared!!!This newbie got a wicked flow Nose all in my ass just like Gipetto and Pinnochio!!! I'll scorch them both!
Shit. That was impressive gambino. But lemme just flip the script... I don't write much but I'll make you my bitch You think you got lyrics but you ain't go spirit Quick to blurt them words when they ain't but metaphorical turds Sniper in the grass but watch me just nuke yo ass Watch your back when you talk all that smack Bend over n pull up your socks while everyone watches you get raped by big black cocks! I'm not much of a rapper but there's my go. Lol
Call you hands but by the way you write you aint got none The second you opened you mouth there was a problem I'm like a swiss bank, you want golden bars i got em. Weak ass phoney rappers softer than cotton Matter a fact study up cause I'm ahead by far Like you on rollerblades and ive already arrived by car Matter a fact i seen tighter rappers on a candy bar Probly just another emo kid staying up late drinkin rockstar Well lemme introduce you to my chainsaw have you uprooted like a poplar Would you please have the decency to be a decent emcee before you step to rep to me cuttin stomachs like a hysterectomy, heads like a labotomy, cause once i start theres no stoppin me its a problem b, and probably not stoppin before properly performing sodomy on your property Honestly, i look to my child and its the devils spawn i see and he's ornery So i stay strapped with the devils lettuce on me Stay lifted high above the clouds unreachable like an angel army Even if you cut off my limbs you couldn't disarm me
Grab "herb 'n show em what its like to get smited Gambino siphoned powers from the greatest got poesidan Used it to flood his homeland Moses couldn't part the waves Herbs gonna be the reason his country meeting with the darkest age I'm marked with fangs I'm lycan-fast as as lighting the pen and pad I write with is my weapon If I die I'm a legend 0-100 no where in between the tenses
Herb your flow is hollow to the core Get on your knees and swallow some more Like Herbie, fully loaded with shit You probably got fucked by Lindsey Lohans dick, gross. You may think I'm some emo punk with less than a little funk But truth be told, and to be brutally bold, I'm a middle class white man and the rat race I ran And more opportunity flew to me than a black man off the slave caravan. And I was born in the 90s so rollerblades were all the rage Get with the times and know your lines cuz all of your rhymes are like pennies to my dimes I'm the gas to your chainsaw and without me you ain't but a glitch, a flaw. And by the way, I've got one thing left to say, A doctor you may be, but can't you see that a hysterectomy has nothing to do with a tummy, but the inside of a pussy, So check your practice before you try to impact us. Now on to gambino... Your flow is nasty, like a saggy old man in a speedo That ain't good my dude, and I don't mean to be rude A lycan you may be and I understand the words you say, Now understand mine, Twilight is gay
Hand. S you've got no talent no flow And I fucked your mum like a 3 bid ho I'll slice you up with my razor sharp words Soon they'll be calling me the king of the nerds Crown me now we don't need this competition Just go out there and ask my congregation (hope that wasnt absolute shit and no disrespect BTW Hand. S)
Hahaha bout time someone got back at me. I've been waiting for this for like 3 weeks now. Retched, spelled with two 3s, have you no idea what it means to be MC? talking all that shit, suck a dick you twit. You have no clue what to do, what you started (oops I just farted)...lemme just finish you off, I'm the doc now turn your head and cough, fucker you ain't ill, you just a weak ass rapper with no skill. That's the diagnosis, my prognosis if you will, why don't you go lie in bed while your chick gives me head. I'll spill in her mouth so deadly, but she'll think it's just heavenly. You opened the can of worms now heed my words, nobody steps to me, they just let me be, cuz they know my rhymes will make you cry most times. Here's some tissues, I don't wanna hear your issues, I got better things to do than to fuck with you. I guess not really, all this is quite silly, but Im at work, killing some time getting paid while I rhyme....no disrespect to you fool, but you should pay attention in school cuz one day you'll end up working for some tool, but he's the man and he's got a plan, but he's a giant douchebag, fuck it, I quit, here's my white flag. Ha that was fun.
Holy shit hands I thought you had bigger balls than that I guess I was mistaken your just a fucking twat Yeah maybe one day I'll be working for the man Or maybe I'll be writing with my molotow can I'm gonna fuck you up so bad you'll call me a vandalist Bitch you better back the fuck down you can't handle this One day we'll battle, you won't win I'm a fighter Although beating you might make me a better writer I'd say shit about your girl But the truth will make you hurl Your rhymes may be better But I can get your girl wetter Your a creep a fool, dude your the cat in the hat! What's that smell? Oh it's you I thought I stepped in a dog skat If I do work for the man at least I'll earn I fucked your girl so hard I got carpet burn People think of me and they think damage I only write to pay writers homage (ha that was fucking hilarious, and like I said before no disrespect)
Well shit I'm going to have to give you an F on your report Your rhymes are like a tripping midget- they fall short Why you apoligizing for your dissin? You're only qualified to shut up and listen You're not a fighter, a writer, or a girl exciter But if I knocked out your teeth, you'd still be a biter You really did step in something, something you can't handle Lights out, I'll snuff you like a candle
You can call me Peter Tosh cuz I'm coming in hot If a barrel's at your back then you're about to get shot Speaking of shots it took one to send you reeling I think you're the one who's gay- whose cocky were you feeling? Think you were high when you wrote that now go back to your joint Hollow tip gonna keep you from getting the point
Shooting your mouth off, can quickly go south When you find you've got a barrel, stuck in your mouth You're not ill kid, not even a little sick How did you get your momma's shit on the tip of your dick? Keep coming at me, why even bother? You'll end up a failure just like your father Yeah, he knows he should have pulled out early And left you in a puddle on the back of his girly
Alcapwn none us learned from your lesson Its like your shouting at a deaf congregation Your a really shitty teacher Worse then a hypocritical preacher Im a terrible emcee But your mum still craves my d... My flow is jagged My clothes are ragged Their covered in ink My rhymes will make you think... About crime and punishment And your intellectual malnourishment Ill start the lesson now Ill teach you how... To lose with pride With a knife stuck in your side Im gonna finish now and drop the mic To get to my level will take a pretty steep hike (hahah shit that was fun like i said before i dont mean anything i said. Now come back at me )
Oh shit you like pumkin huh? Your a punk ass bitch bruh Im gonna tell you a story About guts and glory Ha you actually think your a fucking vandal? Time to clean up and grab the broom handle My ink stands up to the buff Made from two items thats enough... To make my shit stain I bet yours gets wiped out in the rain I bet you still try to catch tags with a sharpie Whilst you do that your girl calls out to me like a harpie Im actually disgraced by my flow You should be disgraced by your girl- shes a hoe Ill butt fuck your pieces with my tags Both your mum and your girl are hags (That was fun man come back at me!)
lemme step in and kick a quick rap. in about 7 seconds i make fellas tip they hat. in the same time pantys down to they sock. chicks never seen a dude with such smooth game on lock. but thats about ICY now lets get to capone. this dudes too wack to grab a unique name of his own. laughin at this dudes april '16. I know this you first account cuz you thinkin about one thing. "more posts bruh, I need to get popular" playin hard online but in the streets u stool softner you caught in the moment dog this shits longevity. 10 yrs strong and Im still gainin weaponry And PA man? its either philly or you nothin. put yo chin down and walk to your corner man stop bluffin that was fun hahaaa lemme have it
I've been away, relaxing, like a real man can when you have a plan and hold the world in your hand But let me bust loose like I just dropped a Deuce, see what I did there? You have no excuse Choose, how you want to die, I'm whaling on you small fry, What you gonna do when your well runs dry? And it's like you never existed, double grip the mic and make the rhymes twisted, I'm ballistic You fake like you're in the street, but can't take the weight of the piece and get exhausted by the heat So come again, try to demean this, I think you must be nuts the way you're hanging on my penis Mow you down like my lawn, I'm a king and you're a pawn, fake mobster, I'll crack you like a lobster.
Ha deuce you finally came back Its a shame your flows so whack Props to you, you've got balls But I'm still blocking your girls calls She sucks my dick insesently But I've got a great remedy Fuck her in the ass Then smoke a bag of grass My paints brightening up the street she comes back because the way I treat... Her- like a princess in power But in beds she's a howler (Ha this is so fun but like usual I don't mean any of it now come back at me bro )