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Last edited by Mantra; July 10th, 2011 at 08:49 AM
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every time we bust a free
be charging passa dime while on ps3
rhyme a clime a boiling point
asigmed a chineasy to the joint
the ching chong sayer
get on the mic at hong kong going of abusive on multiplayer
theyll be like daime
leave the game
ohh daim they ll be like oh noh more
so i geting at them to settle the score
so ill be like wtf rice vety vety nice get to the chace
they like i could do this blind folded i sayed a nohh only with a shoe lace
they b looking so aligned wasted
spaced the jokers faced on the placed blind laced yo got straight aced
asian presvation invetation invation
2$er suky sucy end of conversation
his like fok yo yuo round eye fok thats all he has
man next time i see you ima kick your ass
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Last edited by #PrimeTime; November 5th, 2012 at 12:02 AM
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Originally Posted by Celph Taut
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ok im on this, ur bullshit, never pulled a tool bitch
i aint with many rappers, cuz what they rap aint cool bitch
even in highskool bitch, i wasnt on that highskool shit
i was bout gettin money slangin n pimpin gurls in highskool bitch
these dudes is funny, ridin in cars with gun shots in em
in tha wrong spot, at tha wrong stop, so cops fuck with em
if u rappin bout ur family n boring life, we respect that
but if u on that, fake lame shit, like most, we eject that
yeah ur a bad dog, but dude imma cool cat
n we playin pool at, places that we rule at
guns we pull that, loaded up, full strap
we know u fulla crap, lies got em fooled with rap
i suck at beer pong, but who tha fuck wants to win?
i missed like 10, starin, at tha big tits on ur gurlfriend
nah im kiddin, i kill em, with tha plastic cups
n ill sink every shot, until theyve had enough
(randome shit from a flow...many verses were on it)
I cannot list all of my best lines inside this signature
because they number in the tens of thousands.
Awareness LEVEL I:
smokin damiana, ima on a dame and wanna
eff er like marijuana mary jane and hound ha
like doggy style for a while like howlah
make her whine like a fox on a moon kinda
lunatic on a looney tunes toons...
Awareness LEVEL II:
i key so much that they call me a locksmith
and if cops got vaults then x-plodin like osama's cockpit
on my sniper scope
criss cross cross hair
zig zag on like a zigghurat lair
layers of schemes i interweave HVAC blueprints
makin jay-z like like a jay walk in whack king
kingpin? hmmmph.....fuck rhymin
i can key all day like mozart with braidslike shoestrings
Awareness LEVEL III:
life's a jeopardy, then i am double D eatin Gepatti..
Ya P, Mister master, puffin in like a puffin i am pupitiar
pullin strings...makin pinochiio sniffin artificial..syntethetic fiends
funnel in like all my puns on pommel in i am hittin like a pummelin
It's NOT your Fault
A Buck 50 on the road, radio on blaster.
If I go faster I will need a road master.
I saw a bitch on my right but I just past her.
If I call her an angel it don't make me pastor.
Maybe I'll slow down so I can let her catcher.
I know she's gonna fall so I'm ready to catch her.
Ima pitch my balls, good thing she's a catcher.
Now catch em.
Now her body parts god musta blessed em.
But her evil thoughts, the devil possessed em.
Yes'm
Back on the road, on a roll, on dat piff.
If I lose control, I just gear shift,
then resume control, bitch I'm fearless.
Your are near a pro, listen close, you can hear a flow, few have witnessed.
i dream of earning, burning money, i'm on a balcony in my mansion,
but then i wake up, i'm on the roof of the fucking flat that's in need of expansion,
spit so sick, i'm the only bitch who can hold the game at ransom,
and sell it back to itself, i'm on a road so fast, i'm hardly in control of any traction,
- compared to me, you're just a mere fraction,
and to rap this hard and fast is a reflex; reaction.
don't even bat an eye lid, from one verse to the next,
just realised this aint even the rip the bitch above you thread,
but why stop here instead? you just gotta carry on writing..
metaphorically sniping, it's all about the timing,
and anyway i got two hands, i'm ticking on just like a clock,
gimme thirty seconds and i'll create a handheld version; watch,
to me, you're just a mess on this quick-ass filling page; a blot,
can't even see you in the distance, tinier than a dot,
i've rot right to the core, straight out of adam and eve's garden,
evil in my heart has caused my coolness to harden.
Im chillin, killin it
Not clumsy so my drink I aint spillin it
Im like Lava erupting, tell me sumthing
Got champaign on the side straight bubblin
Quick verse, leave hit hit worse
And toss u faster than the speed a light into his hearse
In my mind im a born killer growin up like im in a faze/
My mom always said that one of these days/
I will, grow up to be the biggest,better than the best/
Like tupac I diddnt die, I was wearin a vest/
5 Shots couldnt kill me and none shall have to had to wait/
Like Im the game of life I will controll your fate/
Also your life, no more playin,this isnt a game/
Im just a blade in the crowd except I got the fame/
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#OfficialSwagger
yo
igotta deadly strain of weed,, rolled it up and smoked it then ibecame keyed
it got me so high ihad a journey through a different galaxy in my dreams said whas up to E.T. i was like 'yo was happening'
then istarted to realize iwas bleeding out my eyes it coulda been prevented if ihaddnt seen my own reflection but the redness of the eyes stirred up E.T with suspicion started to suspect me of cruel intention and thought icame equiped with various weapons designed to cause a mass deficit in their alien civilazation they attempted to capture me but i was never apprehended igotta away from tha planet with my newly invented flyin contraptions and came back ,, my presence was known by the impact of nuclear bombs that eliminated life on their planet since bitchASS E.T was sucha faggot they dint think id be back iwas up in my space craft blowin on weed dipped in hash lookin at what had happened n started ta laugh
Last edited by definite; July 20th, 2011 at 05:30 AM
Always act as ya sisters keeper,we'll leave her with out her features
she working the corners nice but I aint feeling the parking meters
Im trapped with a infected beaker ,some salt,and a pint of taquila
tranforming in pirates bay to a virus , and empty leecher
i'll meet ya greet ya then leave ya,empty pockets and missing sneakers
yall not hot enough to be flames and im ice cold next to a heater
a lil keystyle nothing serious
We Hogg Tie'n em up cause these niggaz is full of beef we just fryn..em up
The lounge is a place for dumb hounds sniffin at my lyrical sounds
Put yo guard up, don't get pushed around by these degenerate clowns
Who's only purpose in life is to throw down improper grammar and nouns
No real talent to these thugs so I'll just knock 'em slugs out with my crown
All they do is bitch, cry, moan and groan at the mouth, they foam fo' more
While they livin' in their parents home, I'm travelin and changin the globe
Touching lives with this poem, good and evil, cuz it's about, We The People
Running across stupid sheeple havin seizures when I paint upon my easel
An eagle eating the flesh of these weasels for speakin with their egos
Take yo awards and shove 'em down yo throat, call this oral intercourse 444
Throw out yo vocab and get hooked on Quantum Physics, math from the mystics
I'm the hottest lyricist cuz I'm fearless now that my thoughts are limitless
Spittin my verses like sentences, baptized in emotions flowin with notions
I'm the realest as a Guru gets, metaphysical wits writin celestial scripts
Is how these rhymez rip thru closed minds then travel down your spines...
Wisdom I intertwine reflectin the darkness within yo astrological signs
Is how I awake that stupid fucker that just dissed me, trippin on a frenzy
I got real energy behind my creativity, attracting harmony now surroundin me
My pen is so infected with truth that my words dilate the logical proof
My flow is so smooth like vermouth drunken only amongst the indigo youth
InFecKted Mushroom
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sometimes my dreams are so far i know theyre just that
an unattainable act that i just idolize being fact
day dream to stay sane aimin my heart at the track
im layin on it waitin for the train to fade me to black
sometimes i think it would be easier to not exist
but people who think like that have no common sense
so i focus on the positive and choose not to acknowledge it
my accomplishments are dirt but somehow i push on
finding a reason everyday to admire my wrongs
long gone i feel my chance is but quit i cannot
cause this battle is never ending but it needs to be fought
im awkward on purpose because i hate people
follow me on twitter: @NobleCAM_JR
Daddy left me when I was baby
Made me crazy drove me insane
Dang worthless dads there to blame
Now I’m in the game got all this fortune an fame
Makin it rain dolla bills now dad would kill
To meet me to bad for him you’ll never see me
Golly gee maybe should of never used ya pee pee
Ya couldn’t back it up why go an blow ya nut
Without protection blow it in the butt
Instead, now I wishin you was dead
Don’t you see dad it was ur bad
Fuck it I’m glad don’t regret all the great times I’ve had
Without you, don’t need a piece of shit like you
Run across me id fight you dude I don’t fuckin like you
Hate you so much yah I fuckin dispise you
So back the fuck up ya worthless fuck up
daddy was a rollin stone, wouldnt come home/ left my momma with some swallen bones, cryin on the phone/ now ive grown up i can hold my own, bust my chrome/ release this anger overwhelmin my chest in my throat/ always on a endless road with some heat/ like i aint talkin a-bout august when i speak a-bout how hot it be/ IM ALWAYS ON THAT STREET ROAD OR AVENUE/ THIS WASNT GODS PLAN THIS IS JUST WHAT I HAVE TO DO