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I think its about time to get this shit off my chest/ cuz spittin poetry and lyrics is what i do best/ I dont come from a background with drugs n techs/ nor from that hood where niggas get mugged for lack of respect/ i step back and reflect/ you other cats lack intellect/ my chips stack I collect/ Fuck glock poppin and cock blockin/ i spit my 16 bars and i got the whole block stoppin/ Fuck all you sufu haters/ you mad cuz im a crucial player/ Oh ichi you azn this azn that/ is this dude azn or black?/ you just amazingly wack/enough of the azn crap/ next time all yall try to confront come at me with some amazing facts/ cuz this shit is just lazy and this game is wack/ Ignorance fills this spot right/ a bunch of lame fucks who use racism as a way to gain spotlight/ I dont hate none a yall/ im just doin me/ y'all just foolin yourselves but you aint foolin me/ Listen and learn/ you touch a stove while its hot and you gonna get burned/ with that being said this court is adjourned until i return

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take a trip down memory lane at the cemetary

I ain't jay z but no doubt my flow is heavy

need x-large maxi-pad

bitches be like "see how many stacks he had?"

cuz i spit green like raw tobacco

unleashed from out my shackles

i got a story to tell, heads up, listen well

so it was me n my boy, and three eses thats latinos

i cant think of a word so imma say casinos

anyway. andres my homie hooked up his glass gear

blazing interracial, id never have pictured this last year

his glass was ill, refrain from using the word piece

dont need no politickin when im preaching this free speech

words connect to make sentences from nouns and verbs

THC in my mental i jss been through 10 pounds of herb

word, back to the story tho, staying on track

it was on me, i lit it , i hit it, and then i laid back

dont remember much of the rest thats just history

again, blank slate, holla back yo, centipede

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take a trip down memory lane at the cemetary

I ain't jay z but no doubt my flow is heavy

need x-large maxi-pad

bitches be like "see how many stacks he had?"

cuz i spit green like raw tobacco

unleashed from out my shackles

i got a story to tell, heads up, listen well

so it was me n my boy, and three eses thats latinos

i cant think of a word so imma say casinos

anyway. andres my homie hooked up his glass gear

blazing interracial, id never have pictured this last year

his glass was ill, refrain from using the word piece

dont need no politickin when im preaching this free speech

words connect to make sentences from nouns and verbs

THC in my mental i jss been through 10 pounds of herb

word, back to the story tho, staying on track

it was on me, i lit it , i hit it, and then i laid back

dont remember much of the rest thats just history

again, blank slate, holla back yo, centipede

Homie listen you may not be jay but you give me enough reason to doubt that your lyrics are garbage sorry to dismay/ your just another pitiful display of another new york chump from around the way/ Just put the pen down and stop writing/ jay created the whole story rap so stop biting/ The amount of wack rappers on this site is frightening/ You're not the heart of the city/ if you were/ damn the city would be dead/ your rhymes are beyond shitty and i aint "feelin it"/ if your rap was a crime and i was the judge i sure as hell aint appealin it/ Its about time you change the game/ cuz if you dont i strongly advise you to pack your bags and go back the way you came/ i dont know who told you ur rhymes were mean/ cuz seriously/ with the amount of garbage you spit you make the streets of new york city look clean/ Just admit, you cant knock this hustle/ best thing you do is lick cock and cuddle/ next subject/ im guessin your rhymes sound hot to you/ but if i showed your shit to michael/shit even he wouldnt rock wid you/ bitch nigga you just got knocked out like balboa in rocky 2/ tko

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Mellow, personally i have nothin against you/ so stop bringing up the same shit/ just get over it homie move on/ stop being a lame bitch/ what you tryna prove?/ that im contradicting myself? oh wow smart move/ 99% of sufu is just like me or you/ you shouldnt even feel pissed/ everybody merks ME/ but sticks and stones may break my bones but fuck words will never hurt me/ I dont hestitate i just move ahead/ what's said has been said now just drop that whole race shit cuz this convo is about to drop dead

good night

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woe is me, living in a daze of heavy metal/

traveling through space with both sneakers on the pedal/

one hand is in the dash coverin a weekly stash/

of marijuana thats enough to go to jail if planted on ya/

aimin at the stacks that keep a sauna to our backs/

westcoast for life with out us there would be no rap/

what we really have other regions simply lack/

our impact is so vital we are raps nut sack/

Droppin lyrical mess aimed to send you in distress/

i can leave you vexed, suicidal complex/

strung out on cut X, fraudulent travel checks/

2 bitches on my neck, one on my boba fett/

all down for roulette, they love it when i sweat/

im happy to oblige, my bed is a menage/

if your momma came along it would be a hodgepodge/

but whatever happens with us is between us and the dogs/

wordlifeifuckedthatbitchlikesheowedmemunny westcoast4lyf

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woe is me, living in a daze of heavy metal/

traveling through space with both sneakers on the pedal/

one hand is in the dash coverin a weekly stash/

of marijuana thats enough to go to jail if planted on ya/

aimin at the stacks that keep a sauna to our backs/

westcoast for life with out us there would be no rap/

what we really have other regions simply lack/

our impact is so vital we are raps nut sack/

Droppin lyrical mess aimed to send you in distress/

i can leave you vexed, suicidal complex/

strung out on cut X, fraudulent travel checks/

2 bitches on my neck, one on my boba fett/

all down for roulette, they love it when i sweat/

im happy to oblige, my bed is a menage/

if your momma came along it would be a hodgepodge/

but whatever happens with us is between us and the dogs/

wordlifeifuckedthatbitchlikesheowedmemunny westcoast4lyf

life is built on block-sits

you might notice a lot of fools

getting all gynecologic that make it tox-ic

this is my mind

fine illogical tool

design write and light up

follow through straight to the finish and end

not a lotta you can do with what I intend to

you just pretend

in the land of make-believe

shaking hands with snitches and other forms of algae

c'mon and see

i'm on an odyssey, obviously

that i can see in reality that duality is how it be, tauntin' me

equal and opposition actions happening, haunt me

aww gee

there's a lot of MCs that are wack and they know it

tryin' to tell us all the message but they can't really show it

so they just go with what's now

instead of how we got there and where are we now, wow

this sort of style is man, woman and child

it's out of order for the sake of the smile

though, i still flow and stay for awhile

nonetheless the profile of an underground cat

knowin' nothin' of the wack

workin' the sun on my back

add up the sum of my facts

and decide that some of you cats

will never blow

not that you lack talent

it's just that all that you're seeing is gold

instead of the power, from achieving a goal

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^^

it was a cold day in september when i met your mother/

we used to hug and kiss, and i would bone her like no other/

no other brother ever pumped her like i used to hump her/

but as time went past it couldnt last i had to fuckn dump her/

i went about my business, stackin and mackin/

little did i know that bitch your momma was packin/

she ran up to me said, "oh gouf you just cant leave me"/

i said, "bitch get off my dick you gonna hurt my steezy"/

i smacked the bitch for shore and watched the tears in her eyes/

and peaced the fuck out, but to my surprise/

this nigga you came out and oh how time flies/

you starvin off your crumbs while i eat whole pies/

livin life like dice, cold as fuck like ice/

you and the few your with are much like blind mice/

and if you ever think you might have something to say/

just remember im the reason why you breathe everyday/

FREE WESTSIDE SORAANAAM AND AIRJAMIE WESTCOAST4LYF

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Homie listen you may not be jay but you give me enough reason to doubt that your lyrics are garbage sorry to dismay/ your just another pitiful display of another new york chump from around the way/ Just put the pen down and stop writing/ jay created the whole story rap so stop biting/ The amount of wack rappers on this site is frightening/ You're not the heart of the city/ if you were/ damn the city would be dead/ your rhymes are beyond shitty and i aint "feelin it"/ if your rap was a crime and i was the judge i sure as hell aint appealin it/ Its about time you change the game/ cuz if you dont i strongly advise you to pack your bags and go back the way you came/ i dont know who told you ur rhymes were mean/ cuz seriously/ with the amount of garbage you spit you make the streets of new york city look clean/ Just admit, you cant knock this hustle/ best thing you do is lick cock and cuddle/ next subject/ im guessin your rhymes sound hot to you/ but if i showed your shit to michael/shit even he wouldnt rock wid you/ bitch nigga you just got knocked out like balboa in rocky 2/ tko

yo my raps is criminal cuz when i spit off the top, i spit dumb

call me felonious monk looking out for my next victim

give a fuck if u appeal or not, ill be a lifer

listen up, and dont miss it, this is a hard knock cypher

im rocky? then u a pussy on a period, yo name appollo bleed

and why u making things up, what u mean u got hustle

no game, and no skill all u do is flex muscles

u right about one thing tho, im definitely not jay

im passed him, check my name it starts with a K

and urs starts with an I so that means u behind me too

welcome to new york, this is how real grimy do

yea im cocky, word to osama, I BEEN lauding

I BEEN rapping and I BEEN smoking

Haters hate cuz they cant see me like their lenses broken

The best has spoken, and real recognize real

Ichigo aint, so he don’t know how to feel

Im confusing him, straight verbally abusing him

my mental's in mint condition, I come deadstock with a retro card

u a box with no shoes in em, lacking substance but tryna act hard

jokes aside, I love the sufu freestyle thread

dickriders on my jock, I get mad e-head

no homo tho cuz words is fresh from out the udder

check the entrendes, what u thought I said, I meant the other

this is the illest shit I ever wrote, cuz

I get better with age just like a merlot does

if u feel me then fill yo glass to the top with moet

ichigos a fool (but i dont think he know yet)

But if u talking about drinks u know u gotta grab a soju

Shit, I cant think of anything. in Korean Australia is hoju

step if u want, prepare to get slapped silly tho

on the really tho,

at least he's replying, so props to ichigo

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yo my raps is criminal cuz when i spit off the top, i spit dumb

call me felonious monk looking out for my next victim

give a fuck if u appeal or not, ill be a lifer

listen up, and dont miss it, this is a hard knock cypher

im rocky? then u a pussy on a period, yo name appollo bleed

and why u making things up, what u mean u got hustle

no game, and no skill all u do is flex muscles

u right about one thing tho, im definitely not jay

im passed him, check my name it starts with a K

and urs starts with an I so that means u behind me too

welcome to new york, this is how real grimy do

yea im cocky, word to osama, I BEEN lauding

I BEEN rapping and I BEEN smoking

Haters hate cuz they cant see me like their lenses broken

The best has spoken, and real recognize real

Ichigo aint, so he don’t know how to feel

Im confusing him, straight verbally abusing him

my mental's in mint condition, I come deadstock with a retro card

u a box with no shoes in em, lacking substance but tryna act hard

jokes aside, I love the sufu freestyle thread

dickriders on my jock, I get mad e-head

no homo tho cuz words is fresh from out the udder

check the entrendes, what u thought I said, I meant the other

this is the illest shit I ever wrote, cuz

I get better with age just like a merlot does

if u feel me then fill yo glass to the top with moet

ichigos a fool (but i dont think he know yet)

But if u talking about drinks u know u gotta grab a soju

Shit, I cant think of anything. in Korean Australia is hoju

step if u want, prepare to get slapped silly tho

on the really tho,

at least he's replying, so props to ichigo

I knew battling you would be a waste of time/ all you do is spit constant nonsense line after line/ Well i;m about to tarnish your career/ so clean out ur god damn ears and listen clear/ next time you try to battle me recharge your batteries/ your runnin low on energy and there's no catchin me/ this is like the battle between freeway and cassidy/ all you do is bicker about shit but in truth ur just a bastard b/ you got more shit comin out ur mouth then baby pampers b/ e-head? no homo? spittin paradoxes now that shit there is a no no/ you might as well give up cuz ur careers a no show/ theres no point in trying with u/ its like puttin a zebra against a lion/ theres no point in fightin with u/ cuz you'll get eaten/ divoured/ you just an integer while im the highest power/ ill always be above you no matter what day place or hour/ fuck enough with this im just gonna take my shower

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  • 1 month later...

Didn't even know this thread existed

How on earth could I have missed this?

My secretary didn't tell me and now she's on my shitlist.

Always lookin' for an excuse to show that I'm the quickest

With the rhymes

'Cause here only the fittest

Survive these times

Only the brightest light shines

Those who traffic in mediocrity

Stay silent like mimes

But luckily

The rhyme world is a democracy

Anyone with ability

Can rock the mic, see

Viciously and victoriously

Carry the torch, g

From here to Beijing

Across the sea shining

Every cloud has a silver lining

Yours cames

The day you dropped out of the rap game

It's a shame

But you know your place, and that's best

For me, I just wanna know who's next?

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ah shit

seein this thread reminds me

of how all you fakeass mc's

so far behind me

on this lyrical tip

so get wit my shit

or get left wit a fat lip

and get off my dick

yeaaaaah

'cause all these bitches on my jock

seein i'm so good

hopin i'll 2pac it

but i'll never stop

i'll keep on pop lock n' droppin it

yeah and my jeans got 2 pockets

in the front

2 mo' in the back

I'm a tite pants wearin ass nigga

whatchu know bout that?

clearly not much

and my rhymes you can't touch

yo rhymes sound contrived

soundin like you speakin' double dutch

yeah and every time you flow it

it's like I already know it

you only bringin canned shit

meanwhile I Edgar Allan Poe it

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^TRASH

nuff said baby boy i leave you dead like chinese toys

come around my thread and talkin head? il disolve your brain like i was soy

you saw what i did to artsky, he had to tap out

who you callin fake em cee? I wanna hear you out

but you aint sayin shit its like poops comin out your mouth

i cant believe this shit, im a shark, son your a baby trout

your style is straight up boring, G

nothing you can say compares to me

heads up my nigga cant you see?

i smite my foes like heavenly

aghast i leave you easily

your flow puts me in nyquil sleep

il go and dream of better things that dont sound like when children pee

wordup14barsandidontgiveafuckwestcoast4lyfhollaatmesora

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gouf, you MUST be from the city of lost angels

'cause yo rhymes as ugly as a fat bitch witout myspace angles

shit man, do you really wanna tangle?

my flows tight as a noose, best believe they will strangle

your rhymes the definition of wack

goof, you makin me wonder which one of us is really black

mothafucka, I'll be waitin for yo comeback

have you hurtin like you just sat on a thumbtack

but shit, I can't hate on a soldier from the killa kamp krew

we bullshitted in chatzy and i gotta say you're pretty cool

but really, battle me? who you trynna fool?

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^hahahahaha

nigga il destroy you like a stem cells embryo

if you ever heard my rhymes its like straight death in stereo

my lines assault your thoughts and decend a lot like combat aerials

give it to your skull in full and fuck your shit imperial

who you think your playing with? this is fire in the flesh

this is lyrical suicide my nig, have you ever fucked with death?

but na in all reality i lay my words infallibly

i told your mom i loved her just so i could finish facially

but yeah my nigga double D youre not completely wack

you just need parental guidence so il teach you how to act

dont ever go against a foe thats clearly your superior

cause that could make your dinky flow look even more inferior

and even if you may insist you have something to say

anything you got compared to mine will just make you look gay

okay?

good.

daddys finished

SHOUTOUTTOMYNIGAWESTSIDESORAJMATSJEEPFUCKINSUCKDICKANDLABWDUPDREGS?

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ok, ok

i see the kru's all here

makin the rounds

maybe bust out the beers

but see i also heard

that there were some bitchass fakers

trying to steal our thunder

trying to be the lakers

well i aint kobe, and i sure aint garnett

but i know i kick rhymes like swish in the net

so please don't step to this killa kamp kru

we might just make a point of straight up killin you too

alls fair love and war, wars a bitch

but they're all whores

cause the figure they can step

like makin bets to try and spit the best rep set for set

so if you're down with the kru, feel free to plus rap

cause i'm servin the aces, game set and match.

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  • 1 month later...

She was only 5'4" and she was an eyesore

Girl had some hip on her, so I called dibs on her

But she had to split on me, yup, real quick on me

Called me ugly and unfunny and my arms a bit scrawny

But I love her and I miss her, it's easy to dismiss her

cuz I know in 3 days I'mma get with her sister

Damn.. That was the wrong verse.. Hold up.. It ain't about her, it's about this..

I'm talkin' slight breeze, Nikes, Costco brand white tees,

Paypal, cashback, internet shopping sprees

E-friends, YouTube, weekends, new shoes,

Tacos al pastor, wash 'em down with a Yoo-hoo

Plus rep, Visvim, buhtsecks, wisdom,

Livin' life bringing food and steez to the victims

Jesus, elitists, narcissists, defeatists,

jumping to conclusions, and your opening thesis

Isos, popping, fixed point, botting,

Showin your friends the wiki entry on "frotting"

Street Fighter, battlescars, uppercuts, Balance bars,

Right place, right time, no need to travel far

Brown eyes, night skies, wishin' on a star,

Pokemon, Street Sharks, Biker Mice from Mars

I'm talkin' Janet, Captain Planet, Bruce Lee, Baby V,

Heavy Arms Gundam, Zangief, Razor Leaf

Shield grabs, short hops, wavelands, co-ops,

Airstrafing, knife kills, noscopes, headshots

chick flicks, boybands, g-funk, twee punk,

a breath of fresh air, sittin' down on a tree trunk

I'm talkin' drawstrings, BDUs, a new pair of Forces,

big ass cookies, and Gumby Bangin' Horses

mindscratch, branespload, timelapse, gameshows,

awkward silences and sidewalk tangos

arcades, Nintendo, parfaits, and bentos,

a Discman, some CDs, and a nice pair of headphones

Gatsby wax, Cap'n Crunch, fanny packs, Falcon Punch,

jelly on my hashbrowns, long naps after lunch

mainstream, underground, cardigans, buttondowns

scary stories, cinderblocks, rainbows, thunderclouds

comets, victories, sonnets, mysteries,

omelettes, trick-or-treat, context, Mickey D's

chopsticks, chicken wings, and naked epiphanies,

capslock, uppercase, rap, rock, drum 'n' bass

I'm talkin' Dinosaurs, Happy Meals, Hot Wheels, this and that

Legos, Halloween, Lauryn Hill in Sister Act

shades of grey, sleight of hand, Macy Gray, Iron Man

Not the mama, babby hittin' daddy with a fryin' pan

nice flows, ice cold, typos, periods...

iPhones, timezones, and "Why So Serious?"

Chasing after girls, girls worth chasing

Finally finding the one that's amazing

Skinny jeans, indie scene, Listerine smiles

"Everything Is Everything" and audiophiles

Flowin', strollin', "Late Night with Conan",

growin', poems, Raf, and Rick Owens

passion, affection, fashion, perfection,

a mouthful of peanut butter, ASCII art erections

Euphemisms, Jack Bauer, spoonerisms, black power,

Text Twist, Tetris, trying to sing in the shower

leather goods, Everwood, incredible jeans,

pillows when they're cold, and memorable dreams

girls that I can't have, girls when they act mad,

girls when they're too young, girls when I'm too sprung

Nodoz, slow-mos, and Big League Chew,

Hundred Acre Wood and Winnie the Pooh

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nuff man a fassy an a fall into di hype

nuff man a fall like a fruit weh deh a ripe

nuff man waan test and nuff man waan fight

nuff man a never reach ini heights

see i man a lion, i man a king

ini never do di babylon ting

ini give praises in di song weh mi a sing

love an raspect fi selassie i di king

yeah, nuff a dem a battyman, a bloodclaat duppy

ini a lion, mi seh unu a guppy

ini nah listen to dem bullshit talky

nuff talk bout dem benz but still them walky walky

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havent done this in a while,.

You think you stoppin this? Shit, thats preposterous

Desert Eagle in your face, hawk in your esophagus

Monotonous, robbin' shit, shit I'm still doin' this

Poppin shit, I be all up in ya girl's tuna fish

It's ludicrous, lets be real and fuck all the stupidness

I collect the 1st and 15th, re-up and keep moving this

I'm smooth with this, the lead that I spit

Catch you dead where you sit, cop in large amounts

Bitch I'm the Edmond of bricks, keep running your mouth

Cause I'm a legend at this, I might run in your house

Put my gun in ya mouth, and put ya son on the couch

And make him watch his moms while I put my nut in her mouth

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im on some other shit, im runnin it, yes you loving it

i never quit, spit intricate, always come correct like a papoose fit

cant say im new to this, im true to this

hip hop in my veins since i lived in a uterus

think that youre ruling this, thats ludicris

what, you mad? i stay calm like a buhdist

stay killing it, you girls pussy, im filling it

bust off inside her, yeah, im still in it

so i run the rap game, run the denim game

post up like a writer whos out for fame

im not a lame, you and me were not the same

try to test me and ill blow out your flame

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Ayo cheep

you spit bars asking for wars

you made your bed now sleep

Im stomping floridians siz feet deep

leaving flowers on top cuz Im a gentlemen

when it going to stop, Im in to win

you get ate up fast like entenmann's

repro denim dont turn boys into men

gone fishin huh

not for success against me

you wishing brah

my cream rise to the top like push up bras

your cash is small, like asian dong

I turn those who sur-vey into mince meat and burnt sufflé

you fibbin craig, you are very new to this

you can't rap with ambilical cord around you neck in mommy's uterus

normally Im against abortion, NO!

but I vote pro-choice when populations out of control

with bitchassness

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realisticly, you wanna battle me

ill fucking crush you, mentally and physicly

and truthfully, theres nothing you can do to me

brah? well, im always touchin titties

got mad bitches in all kinds of cities

and you got what? some rhymes that are shitty

some bitchassness, and a whole lot of pity

fuck you son, you dont even know

biggin up your chest, but thats just for show

i can see youre shook, like dried leafs in the wind

i can read you like a book, youre never gonna win

never even get the cance cause youre not on my level

i could pull your bitch unkempt and disheveled

skinking, unshowered, in a wrinkled white tee

cause see, i got the swag of fucking jay z

and it might be false confidence, but uhh.. i think not

only way you beat me is if i get fucking shot

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click clack crazy train of thought off this track

send you to sing sing with some black

eyes, a broken tooth, and broke back

ride into the sunset on giant cack

retreating balls means empty sack

making duck butter while you quack

dripping similac out your crack

wheezing like an asthma attack, you wack

like beetlejuice! water out your teef

like a broken sluicegate

dead dog in a whirlpool but your girl's cool

i met her in summer school

introduced her to the astro-pop

she needed a mop to stop the drippin'

like rain on furry kittens

the anus is star-shaped like shuriken

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Bitchassness

You talk about bitch, ass, and tits

I think you got some once and the rest is a reminisce

I'm glad that your memories from kindergarten still exist

That means that you'll remember this:

I swat flies when they bother me

I drop guys when they follow me

Last dude that got at me probably won't make the week

Cheep--you are not Jay Z

Nor H to the Izzo

Your flame started off then it quickly fizzled

I make it rain

Cheep barely make it drizzle

You barely make rent, down to you last red cent

I cut you out like the man in the middle

Im too busy to fiddle with bitchassness

I'm all about rapping with hip hop bigs

With dudes who only spit that cooked crackness

when I scan your bars

Im certain that you haven't listen to any good rappers

how else would that explain the wackness

weak lines about how you touch titties and got broad in other cities

You are not special, they do not love you

or think you're charming or witty

cuz once you leave town them same kitties

be getting jiggy, letting a committee of about fifty

beat up the clitty, while you back home beating your itty bitty

I have no pity, I'm way too gritty

Cheep you are not with me in this Hip Hop

Stay away from the stove when it gets hot

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  • 3 weeks later...

catch up wit me at 420

im the kid outside makin shit look funny

lightin up the rillo

countin that skrilla

flavor of vanilla

zigzags, optimos, owls where its at

bring a dub if you want in,

theres no problem with all that

you better come in with some green

make it good,

we only fuck with the stuff that will make you lean

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How can some nobody drop lines like they know?

Rhymes about bitchassness, golden gloves that glow

From grabbing your cash, and droppin it off at the bank

Touch up the Eames chair tattoo, he has you all to thank

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got nobodys spittin' shit

post count less than mines

stay runnin' they fuckin' mouth

an get stuck with the fuckin' nine

not the shit up in my draws

strictly for the females

got them jawnz on the cheap

while you kop em' for retail

not black, but sayin' nigga

itchy index, on the trigger

talkin' bout your paper stack

when you know my shits bigger

rubber bands, hunned grand

white lines and purple drank

fuckin' sluts, project cuts

all the way, to the bank

in yo' bed, gettin' head

bet this made yo' azz think

bout' why ya' girl's up on deez nuts

and "is my epeen going to shrink?"

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catch a rubber band rabbit,

nab it by the buns,

how they taste,

nutmeg,

cardamom,

cinna-hum drum hobbies,

with a loop de loop lasso

stuck in matrix laced lobbies,

losing blood in such a hassle - hoff poppin shots,

til the coffee table needle drops,

viscose, virtuoso, blood and dreams can play my obo,

but not these, ivories, lick my batt’ry suckfaced robo.

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