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This has to all be from your head, it doesnt have to be good or make any sense but try and make it rhyme, dont use lyrics from songs make your own up :D just see what a bunch of stoners can come up with lol
im not starting the person who posts after this one can :D go go go!
take it to tha streets homie
my hustle good
shit them big ni**as eat from me
i fill they hood
good blood what they call it baby
its understood
when the cops come you dont know me
im ridin' wood
up and comin in the back window
yeah we spinnin
swisher sweets how I wrap endo
i love the women
but ya cant smoke for free bitch
i need some green
and i smoke 2 blunts wit ya
i need my change
ehh im too stoned to keep goin.
i gotta stay
till the day i die
i fuck so many hos
my dick gettin
need some mo
or the shells hit the flo
i sell so many drugs
i can afford oriental rugs
foo i hand out murders not hugs
word. you see that shit i should be on a label
man your rhymes are so weak
they make cc look like starvin marvins ass cheek
fuck tweak
fuck blow
fuck all that, ya know?
i just need my weed
so i can stay high
cause i
dont ever wanna come down
if i did
blood starts flyin as i bump the wickit clowns
fuck thugs
fuck bugs
fuck juggaho scrubs
fuck j-dubb
fuck j-z
he be rappin like a pussy
but not me
i spit the hardcore
dont answer if im knockin on your door
if you do
its 3 in your nugget
fuckit
im out
im white and its and its tight
i rap like crap
i am cool and i swim in a pool like a dancing fool
Yo mutha fukas I aint justa nutha
I be with shiny shoes,,, you aint got nuthin to do
I be tha man,,, I ait got no clan
I be the man,,,not made in japan
Yo Yo Yo Word to your Mutha
Peace ouuut!!!
im sure this was meant in a mockeryQuote:
Originally Posted by Skink
of the flow that has ruinedhip-hoppery
but i assure you, what i cook up in my apothecary
is the heart and soul of a insane mole
look into my mind
but your vision is timed
so tell me what you see/what you find
you might see images of shattered hopes and dreams
cause the ghetto fucks up all of our schemes
so we gotta form teams to stay around
if we didnt, we might get put in the ground
walk through the corridors
and behing every door
is a vision of untold gore
of an infected core
i sit in a corner
to the walls there is four
no roof
no floor
no door
no way out
no way in
im trapped in a creation of my own sin
when did it all begin?
i dont know
so i bloody the walls and leave stains
so the next man fallin at least can see things
i think of my life
reliving every memory
staring into the walls
and i appear to be falling.
Aint no one better than Mohamad Ali...
float like a butterfly and sting like a bee...
this thread reminded me why i hate rap so much.. lol
think ill leave ya hangin in tha closet from a rope..
maybe just knock ya out, replace your wallet wit some dope..
so when the cops come, you know there aint no motha fuckin hope..
last thing youl hear from me is, dont drop the soap..
i leave these suckas prayin on they knees like they tha pope..
get your bitch the same way, but leave her reachin for the scope..
now forget what they usually say
listen to your heart and love will stay
don't ever be afraid
even when your mind's thoughts are frayed
thinkin about how u gunna get laid
how much u gotta work just to get paid
make a blockade
around those thoughts that got u dismayed
smoke more of that high grade
makes everything seem to fade