as many lines you want... wether text or audio, i rep my barrio blown on dro n hydrocone tokin where da party goes hatin putos - adios bruh i'ma havta roast ya azz kwikker than a testarosa dont approach us, we're warriors focused trap a marked muhfukka like a swarm of locusts my motives macabre, n know i'll get the drop-on fuck your god, i'm the omni-potent most awesome what u believe in-belittles reason, dont yall see that religion needs this!? they-said-i-can-rap-about-anything except for hedons, HUH?! "what the fuck" is the phrase these days so i'ma get it crunk and n shake da 'wall' sittin sideways curb to curb, thats the word while we swerve third coast representing from the gutter to the burbs thugs & hipstas, the mary go 'round runnin train on some dames as we blazin a pound 'nutha method intended to relieve my stresses relivin the lifestyle of past playaz best impressions hood products who thought up means of maintaining trained in the trades of weed sellin and base baking bass shaking still, the will instilled inside of me vibes of Makaveli, Big Pun, Eazy n B-I-G r-i-p, n pass on the flow you assholes now i'ma break it off just like jen n brad know
Barrio Loco 13 Puto, Pinche Cara De Mierda, Joto Que Come Verga LMAO, blink fan, speaks volumes bout u homes, pinche maricon
I hope you aint talkin about BP's loco 13 set cause those fools aint shit around here. my sig dont say shit about me esse, other than I like a little blink. stay in Texas reconchatupico.
I'll try. I'm not a rapper: (This is me freestyling) To tell you the truf, I'm fucked up or trippin 98 percent of the muthafuckin time, When you eat the LSD the shit stay chillin up in yo spine, Spitting on the microphone these psychadelic rhymes, Sippin on the wine, and smokin on the kind, waiting for the creator to send me a sign, I went up to heavan (check it) JAh Jah teach me a lesson (what) Ain't never kill over no earthly posession, The court is in session, the funeral prossession, The Man try to keep me in opression, But I'm free so help me sing these songs of redemption, Lyrical ascenscion, hip-hop comprehension, Hey yo the economy in ressescion, But it's cool because I'm diggin this tight flow session. I'm sorry for puttting this in your post, it probably sucks, but it just came off the top of my head and I tried.
cody-caper major props for startin a thread I can dig... Jungle-fungus be real you kno thats your girl in ya sig.... mountain-top if you claim acids going round your hood... i'll be on the next bus out so you can show me whats good... im tryna eat ten microdots and gobble some shrooms.... smoke a blunt and watch walls melt in this wobble-ing room... sid aint been in PHILLY* since i was just a young buck... maybe now i'll find it in Tampa but prolly not wit my luck.... but i could really give a fuck i'll down a bottle of tussin... smoke a bong like it aint nuttin then for no reason i'll just start cussin... the cops will always be fussin askin why im passed out... i tell them swines to burn in hell and stick a dick in they mouth.... i bust a nut on the couch but i was aimin for the window... you tounge kissin your girl when i just skeet'd on her chin yo.... you'll never win though you wanna get competitive... murda any1 battlin this iladelph representative.... haha i suck
This battle has been pretty tight, No one has flowed in a while but that's aight, I dig Pac, Biggie and Bone, And I'm all alone, Like a rollin fuckin stone, And I don't care if you mom ain't home, Cause i be spittin ill ryhmes on the microphone, Word is that there's pos on this forum, So let's talk about DXM more so we can bore em, As for the hardcore one, Don't worry pig cause I an't scorin But my real life homies be smokin it up, straight tokin it up, never fuck with no rock so ain't chokin it up, And to the rest of the foos on this site, Please don't ever judge me and evythang'll be allright
RIght on, right on, Toke da bong, And if I was you I wouldn't be postin about pullin on my schlong, I gots to say Peace, Love, Unity and Respect, And I'm so ghetto I be slangin a used coricidon box full of uncut wet, I ain't tell no lies, and that's all I got to say, Still representin C-town though I'm 40 miles away
^^ayo that jawn was tight^^ sike it was only aight you the type to show up to a gun fight wit a knife i had enuff of them DXM-induced ramblings ill tear you up like katrina did to drywall panelings ill print out ya rhymes and use em to wipe my ass you know you smokin crack i just fill my pipe wit grass line up the sights then blast twelve rounds in ya face pound my subs vibrate ya chest you found dead from the bass again i suck
yo kid i lay super jacent , you cant beat me so face it ! your raps stale like a bag of old chips , but wisdom leaks out my lips i flip up the style and your girl said she likes my smile youve failed to gain knowledge so take a hit out the vial/
Scratch, you like BLINK182? the're abuncha whores 'em, Why yu dogging on COdy for starting the collest thread on this whole fukin forum?
catch me in the black lac truck with the pick up back yalls game is weak but ill pick up slack hands tied like a stick up jack fuck your boring rap this east to west coast crushin like warren sapp im fully focused, rap with a purpose yall are fuckin clowns you belong at the circus drugs are my business i dont stop til the money's home block shakin more buzz then a honeycomb i'd be a savage in the booth on some real shit to rally up the youth number one seed homies walkin through the playoffs yall should quit rappin before i start makin layoffs fuck a day off im movin heavy for the payoff you dont ride to this? i dont need ya, stay off hate on this? i dont care what you said yall can choke on a shit sandwich, with no bread i move so quick you cant even see me in slo-mo get your throat cut as soon as you step in my dojo yall got no flow, i could be makin hits you're like a proctalogist, cuz your feelin my shit yall are all hype like a street team i spend more time smashin on fools then mean green makin beat fiends scream they be lovin my clic roll solo to the party but i leave with yo chick cuz she knows that when im flowin its hot theres a party in my pants, she be blowin the spot butt naked in the bedroom givin me skull again she gives me free strokes like i was takin a mulligan she sees me on the streets knows everything about me you cant fuck with me, she cant fuck without me and if you think she don't be lovin my things that's like sayin you eat at Hooters for the buffalo wings....
all you mcs is wack fucking with me you catch a heart attack i mentally ill so i clutch steel express lead to reveal your guts to make your mamma squeal shake shiver when i deliver, pain i make your crews scatter nothing left but brain matter and yo mouths filled with so much slugs so you cant chitter chatter i dosn't matter, anyway or anyhow youve just realised that the heavyweight champ stepped into the ring right now and im about to make mc chow how? ... dont question or maybe you should coz im swift with the wood im that cat that would be fucking your girl and you think its all good u younguns is amateurs and im a vet the sinister poet with ryhmes to make your girl wet so let, me ,introduce you to the world of pimpin fucking hoes thats tight and leaving them limpin while sippin from my pimp cup bitch what the fuck i bitch slap hoes for pushing their luck plus i get brains in my caddilac truck have chicas screaming my name coz im highly untamed rip her puss and leave her mamed im-that-wild-cat-that-cant-be-contained What!
