Write at least 2 sentences that rhyme

[Coelho]

Will i be the only one
Who wont let this thread die?
There must be someone
Who likes rhymin when high.
Cause rhymin sober is not nice
Stoned is the way to do it
You can rhyme mice with ice
And feel that youre the shit. :stoned:

[Cannabis Enthusiast]

im here to throw down, i aint here to bore'em
by postin my wack ass rhymes on this forum
and as i sit here thinkin up a rhythm and such
i pull out my zip and i light up my dutch
yeah
i think more clearly, thank you ganja i love you dearly
cause without you id be hurtin, severly
and when im done tokin on this blunt..
damn..im outta green...and cash...do you front?

[GraziLovesMary]

You are a poet, my friend
To do rhymes with no end
I know im just a begginer
And much more a stoner
An insane and incurable pothead
Who smoked too much and went mad
But at least i write things with meanings,
And not like the crazy one who said
"Its ok to eat fish, cause they dont have any feelings"
Yes... today im not inspired. :stoned:

Kurt Cobain, my friend, was a man of his time.
A genius for sure, he changed lives with his rhyme.
But true poetry comes from the soul and the gut,
And the tortured soul knows, pain brings feelings of... what?

[CanaDanKs Inc.]

It's the chronic
Marijuana
I think I want a hit
Take a trip, a sip of bomb
Come along
It's just an herb
Mind's eye opened wide
Come inside
No need to hide

[TheGreatBenzino]

I'm sicking of hearing about you rolling on 22's in your Crown Vic,
while I drive from A to B in my stock white honda civic.
The real music fans are on to something older and more real,
real mc's who put thought into thier rhyme and arent to hood to show how they feel.
Songs that have a dope baselines, turntables, and lyrics that will blow your mind
shit i concider mine, yours, ours or fuck it, its everyones kind.
Finally the light leads me to something I've known i desire,
its music that makes me feel like i'm that much higher.
Its a dance inside of my ears,
thoughts and feelings i wont get over for years
feelings i feel I HAVE to share with my peers.
Its something deep, emotional but never brings me down to less of a man
If you want to bump like i do, i would love to give you a hand,
trust me this shit is the dopest of the land.
my music is my drug, i wish i could inject it into my veins.
It never talks back, bitches or complains.
I have a WHOLE new crew now, atmosphere, murs, sage their always gonna be here
wether I'm sparking a bowl, blunt or about to down a beer.
so from here on out its a different road of life,
one that dominates my pains and my strifes,
So fuck your bitches hoes gold and ice, no doubt, this music is my wife.

[psteve]

Gimmie a minute to roll a joint.
Do you get my point?
I've been appointed
to anoint you with rhyme.
And I'm right on time
I'll do the crime.
Better than gin and lime juice.
I get loose.
I drive a souped up deuce.
I'll try not to be obtuse.
while I rhyme like a Dr. Suess book.
Words are my hook.
Watch me cook.
Go on, get a good look at my style.
Buck wild.
Get with me for a while.
We'll smoke a big pile of my stash
Weed and hash.
I don't drink sour mash.
I get paid in green cash money.
I please my honey,
'till she's wet and runny.
Longer than the energizer bunny.
Do you think that's funny?

[Coelho]

Nothing is so funny
For me who am a bunny
If i dont have some weed
Cause thats all i need...
While rain falls down outside
And insects fly around the light inside
I sit here rhyming and waiting
Until the time i will be smoking! :stoned:

[Mr. Glover]

This past year, i've cried just anough tears
Drown my pain into darkness with so many beers
Dropped my life, picked it up & cleaned away the dust
Had my heartaches & filled with plenty of lust
Money, love, pain, death i've dealed with it all
Thoughts of love, thoughts of suicide when i fall
The years of hurt, i covered with this hard shell
I can soak in pain, i've lived through this hell
So i'll carry myself & wash my hands of tomorrow
Never again will i be held by the hands of sorrow
My future will be what i make it, no more crime
I walk this world alone, one step at a time
I wash these hands everyday to clean away the dirt
One day they will be spotless from evil & hurt
The past is the past, i'll now step forward today
So remember this while i take my first step away

[Juggnoxalo]

I got that kush by the bush and crack by the rock
Your brain turns to smush when I let off the glock
I stay on that purp and I'm gone off that goose
I got green sticky buds that drip like a juice

[psteve]

Cascading crystals
Trichomes fall from her pistils
like snow on thistles.