sk8ter girl, steppin up in here with that wack gothic style ?
man , the shit that il bring will make her run a mile,
i got no problem slappin girls, hoes, bitchs woteva,
shes guna need tht nose ring to hold her fuckin' face together,
fucked up face yo teeth in retainers ,
but how she guna step in tho wackass trainers,
sum next level vans, n spikey belts n tokin,
i catch her again ? il make her wish tht i was jokin...
yo, i'm blankpage engaged with rage
ill slash you with a switch blade
rip you apart like a 12 guage
use the wrong end of a butterknife to end your life, yo
start to recognize don't be a fool
i'll drown your ass in the shallow end of the baby pool
aiyo aiyo, I pop the cap, expecting gats to clap.
Instead im eating raman noodles for a snack.
I'll sit back and set the timer to 2 minutes.
Waiting as it cooks, so long, seems infinite.
Open the box and feel the heat waves come out.
Settle it down, pop a bite in my mouth.
Its hot as shit, as I spit that crap back on the plate.
As I wait for it to cool, I sit down and masturbate.
Then when its straight, I can't wait, eat that chinese shit.
It seems to be infected, so I grew an extra tit.
the shit nigguh
Danm man im going to a new school called Brook stephens/
. and man i dunt know if ill like it it de-pends/
man jus one class a grade/
man thats easy and higher payment for the teachers to get paid/
and the office is right around the corner near the fucking street/
man whos cares i wish i could back the Local square where i can BEAT/
and we have short ass classes 8- to 3 o clock/
if this shitty school aint tight ima take out my glock/
stupid school is private/
i think its more private than the other that i went
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Im so hot that im frying
Im blowing up in ur face there n denying
while i was fucking ur wife i caught ur eyes prying,
you went off like a bitch and started crying
You overdosed on drugs so your dying
might aswell finish u off "bang" your dead
I blew you away like i was judge dread
sucked, but fuck it
Got me feelin' like a renagade,'cuz I'm different/
I'm deep,persecuted unique vision/
and Itell ya'll,keepin' my calm is a feat/
Neva' afraid,except afriad,..that if I lose a beat/
I might make some bodies leak,and rot, and fuckin' skeet/
Muthafuckin' blood,and bile and piss for pissin' me/
off,and of course leave SOMEONE deader than medger evers/
'Cause i'm burnin' internally like Mississippi never/
Cause i'm bubblin' trouble and if i blow whateva/
Goes,whoa!..there goes another ho',down the hole/
Life down the drain,down the commode/
Another Ode to a soldier that tried to change/
but couldn't change,cuzza his surround-ings/
I'm surrounded by lames,and so surrounded and satuated by disdain/
disgusted,gaggin' everyday on the stench of those that should be busted/
Burned,destroyed,and carcasses hanged out to dry,like rugs rustic/
then beat until the tendons in ya' SOUL show/
you SO-SLOW,SO-SO,Son-of-a-bitches,should DIE slow/
But what ya' don't know,will hurt ya' more than you'll ever know/
Mistaken,the maturity i've nurtured as weak/
i'll stab you sixty-six times,very deep/
'til the blade breaks,and piss in every hole as you sleep/
but you keep,you KEEP,YOU KEEP FUCKIN' with a beast!/
Ponder this: What Is The Weight Of Water?
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I can't flow right now i'm so blowed right now
I kick a freestyle just to hear my voice outloud
I roll downtown and enter myself into competition
But as soon as i went to battle...
...My opponent turned up missin'
So i kept spittin rhymes just to hear myself listen
Only to end up hearin responses against me dissin
I went backstage and waited for the next round
I went poun for pound wit the next rappin clown
I had to spit two verses cuz one wasn't decided
I put my heads together and our brains kinda collided
I came hard wit the next verse and i ended up winnin
But don't think that was the last cuz it's only the begginin
If it came down to to it would most of yall kill
I know most of yall would lie and say that yall will/
I was made to spit bars, that yall feel
I'll a hole in yo head wit a tool that yall call drill/
I'ma dog and I got the paw to fight
You bitch suck so good she got the "jaws of life"//CID
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man fuck all the haters y'all niggas can blow dick
And stay the fuck off mine...
...I ain't got room fo ya whole click
I flow sick and wit injury
Y y'all got the flu
There's no bandage can heal all the damage i do
I'm raidin your whole crew and campin in ya tents
And if u wanna stay all y'all niggas is payin rent
man here's a newsflash straight in from my block
Y'all dick ridin niggas need to stay off my cock
Cuz i aint scared to sock a dude in his face
And i aint scared to put a bitch in her place
the only i have to fear is what i can't see
Like GOD and stupid music videos u see on t.v.
Battles:
Come and get it.
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Ok this is getting boring I'm sick of going around
Wit these newbie ass nonrhyming non-flowin clowns/
I hope some cats wit some skills come and spit in this
Cause these newbie is worth about shit in this/
Yall is typin shit and it's garbage; don't doubt it
But I ain't talkin about all y'all think about it//CID
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Man i'm the freestyle King and i'm livin on the throne
So all of you wack ass flowists take ya shit back home
Before i have to crack domes wit my verbal punches
I get beefed up by doin lyrical push-ups and crunches
I eat emcees for lunches and they hardly satisfy
I might as well go on a diet it's the only thing i haven't tried
cuz i've fried all you shrimps and baked all you chickens
and i got all of you herbs when you were right for the pickin
i feel like i'm at the circus cuz you clowns must be kiddin
Battles:
Come and get it.
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no beef or nothin but I got speak tha truth
you ain't the Freestyle King mayne, you just tha duece/
you punches elementary, it's like you doin this for fun
I spit so many 16's it's like I'm the son of a gun/(get it)
My bars is absolutly known to smother cats
But what can I say you better than some of the other cats//CID
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Jellin Like a Felon, R.Kellin Emcees...
My words are fly...and they sting...sort of like Spelling Bees...
Were never tieing, stop trying, your Knot me...
Eat-man-you-will(Emanuel) like Lewis, Your Fluent, to suck right above a knee...
*Mind Goes Blank*
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i'm here to spit wit rhymes that'll blow ya brain out
Put ya grey matter on the floor and body laid out
I stayed stout wit my lyrics and y'all don't wanna hear it
i think i got the holy ghost flowin in my spirit
My appearance is eccentric and yours is fake
Your as layered as much as icing on a cake
Man i'll toss you in a lake that's ice cold
then shape you features into somethin like block mold
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