lolz...u mad bro?!
lolz...u mad bro?!
I cannot list all of my best lines inside this signature
because they number in the tens of thousands.
Ha ^
I'm not mad at all. I'm just... taking my pent up frustration
for rap and throwing it at a wall, like I had a ball.
Feeling like Michael Jackson in this bitch; grab my balls.
If I had to ring it in? Believe me, I'd be to last to call.
But that's before. Tattered clothing, looking battered in war.
Stick a javelin through the adamantium claw of Wolverine
and watch Magneto stand in applaud...
I'm only a fan of the raw, unadulterated scholars
who use to spit on live stages and bust...
in front of audiences who craved it enough to make it
such a significant time in those days. I'm talking Scribble Jam.
But the evolution took it up to a bigger stand.
Figured they'd trigger plans to expand what we celebrated in levels, mate. It's... astounding.
Now fast forward it. Cash rules in rap offices.
The platinum certifications are like track scholarships.
Not hating or nothing, or making assumptions
I'm taking this once, glorious endeavor, to serenade it with substance.
You fruits? won't mix me up. You can take your high
fructose establishment, in stick it inside of a Dixie cup.
Cause this is what... I'm talking about...
Christopher unsure of his career, just Walken in doubt...
taking every obstacle out
of the Hurdles race before embarking my route...
No challenge. Juggling every trade... show balance, but with
more talent.
Ski high, waving goodbye to my co-pilot.
Crush your dome pallet. With a microphone now completely made from a chrome mallet... till your brain goes out it!
Yeah, mystical rap. That boom bap.
That, Sticky Fingaz @ the Source Awards, shooting the room
while doing a tune rap.
That 12 in the afternoon nap. Then make a kaboom that...
makes you lose track of the Daily News cap.
--tion on your tube rap.
I'm Hugh Jack. -man, I had to say that.
dropping the anchor. Fucking net heads, talk like a wanker.
And sound like a fag, so when I spot ya, and pop my head out the top of my Tanker?
There will be no off switch for stopping my anger!
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We'll fucking hold you hostage and chop off your fingers,
Then toss you off a drawbridge with concrete as anchors,
That's why you don't talk shit when you compete with strangers,
We fulfill a promise when it's complete with dangers,
Your boy tried to step up like a dead mans advocate,
So I stabbed him in the abdomen and it wasn't quite adequate,
Had to amputate a hand and leg before the boy had to quit,
So beware before you bring the beef, we'll be sure to handle it,
yall got the looong raps talkin bout nothin
im bouta put up nudes of the chick that u cuffin
have u on the forum cryyyin n shit
in posts talkin bout retirin n shit
lolz...ummm kid ur outta ur league...
ok so ill drop here...
GODLY BARS
Every beat is an empty canvas and theres a billion ways to paint it
I cant decide on one design and thats the cause of my mental anguish
Im tryin to break through this barrier but they act like i speak a different language
Its simple, im sayin, the church is with us, not with the temple sages
and as i pencil pages, i understand why they are cynical
Theres no subtext to these subjects, i give it to em liminal
To those who cloud the truth, yall are despicable
But satan has no new tricks, so his deception is typical
I work it out like an elliptical, but i dont sweat the small stuff
So when they say their runnin game, i just think they all suck
Im not in your circle of friends, im a goose and yall ducks
satans plan is like obamas, they hoped for change, and now were all fucked
The government is gettin all dolled up, the toy soldiers are all in a line
NSA gathers information, spyin on some friends of mine
Guns and ammo are gettin bought up, we need to prepare in this time
Cuz a war is coming, a revolution, now its time to pick a side
v2
i gotta thick stack of paper in my pocket, thats my bible
That thing slung over my left shoulder, thats my rifle
Im doing work, tryin to free my ppl like moses, thats my rival
My father in heaven with His unfathomable love, thats my idol
Dont believe in Him, thats denial, and i aint talkin bout the one in Egypt
His grace is in all things, how can u not fuckin see it?
its not like its a secret, im sure in ur region, theres a precept
but ay im waitin on my Father, and im never bowing to any regent
oh sweet Jesus, just pulled another batch of bars out the oven
nothing but sick verses, that could easily give SARS to ur cuzzin
and i bake em by the dozen, i work magic with my words, fuck a coven
ay u lil sloven, dont push my button, cuz im quuck to jump the gun like a russian
im super bad, call me Mc-Lovin, i just hope GOD thinks im good enough
im down to die at anytime, not kenny, but i always stay hooded up
so who wants what? im I.B.S. bout gettin money, i cudnt give a shit about it
but not having my Creators love, how could i ever truly live without it
yeah...we clearly dont talk about anything...
I cannot list all of my best lines inside this signature
because they number in the tens of thousands.
AR-15's... what you firing with?
your proprietor dips out the back of your ballroom club, trying to split.
Nope. Not gonna happen. Yeah, I hop in the back, and...
Beat you like Byfield did the guy in the bathroom... with the SIDE OF A VACUUM...
... like,
"WHO YOU TRYIN' ATTACH TO?"
BITCH!!!!!!
Then cut you in two.
Pure substance. And this ONLY cause I have nothing to do.
Sucka. Under the influence of me, but reluctant to brew.
Come at "Sonic" speed with the punches until both my "Knuckles" are "blue"!
Sega Genesis shit. What you know about Robot Sonic? (faggot)
Exactly. Fucking playing Agent Oso and shit.
I coast through this with... no approach, the motionless wit.
Conjure up oceans and flip your sailor's boat right over a ship.
I'm a tough cookie. Yeah... like the one your Mom bakes.
Have her pet my long snake.... like "C'mon, wait!!!
Fucking whore. What's the mustard for?"
'This hot dog'
"No! Suck it raw! Put the mustard back in the Cupboard drawer"!
And trust me. She'll suck until the rubbers wore...
Then I'll nut it. Post it on her chest, like a Pirate discussion board!!!!
Ha. You're not ready for me, machete a $G$.
I ain't letting him be. anything we... take a part in(take a pardon) like a Judge was letting me free.
Speaking of free... I know you're reluctant, you bitch.
I heard Germfree... n' all you good for is SUCKING A DICK!
"Masah'! I got some mus'-terd n' grits!"
Fucka. Cut you in six... pieces on St.Patrick's, to show your luck don't exist.
How you gonna say my stuff isn't crisp?
480 degrees, motherfucker - the oven's blitzed!
And you just discovered to spit with another, so this
isn't even a fair fight. This is vacuum sealed royalty... heir tight.
Yeah.
You.
Can't.
Measure.
Greatness.
But if step a 'foot' in my 'yard', you truly will see who's the "Ruler" MC.
Dude, you're no $G$.
The fact you'd even PUT dollar signs around it, seems foolish to me.
You ain't worth jack. And YOU would agree.
We're not even in the same class, but I can school you with ease.
And for those dollar signs? I'll make you the pay the punitive fees.
I'm a movement who's seized the oxygen, down to every unit you breath
And removed it, for the hot air - you're just "shooting the breeze".
Ha. A Classick. No Kabuki.
You see, rebuking your theme's is most wise.
Where this microphone lies, you're doomed to be teased.
So back to the talent. Oh wait, you're void of that. Destroyed, thinking that boy can rap.
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LOL @ the dust around from the mushroom cloud crushing, wow!
Fucking clown! Yeah, how does it feel to be under ground?
(Huh?) Literally. You can't get rid of me. Every bit of D-
N-A is like a relay of keys placed, for you to Freebase... on
A destructive nature of touching paper.
A victim of habit.
Up in your head, cause he lives in the attic like Roger
from American Dad, scribbling at is.. notebook..
with Rachel McAdams face on the cover... he's physically had it.
Needs Zoloft to doze off. So his father keeps...
given em' tablets..
He sits in the blackness, drawing pictures of catfish.
Why? Cause he's miserable, and considerably tragic.
If you look at him, his innards are like a miniature of sinister lashes.
So give me this ratchet, bitch.
A prick, more than a Cactus is.
I crack your ribs on the McDonald's Arches, so I can watch it split
at several different axises.
I don't know what I'd do without this rapping shit, I'd probably hijack
the tractor which... flipped over. One Zimmmerman shaved.
I should live in a cave. Every psychic evaluation I've had, says I'm insane.
But I'm not, it's just one hell of a game.
Well... at least that's what I'm telling my brain.
Tell Gallagher, I'm a watermelon of pain. I got so much Melatonin
swelling my veins, I got Senators saying I should be hired into a chair, instead of McCain.
I'm sorry, but my sickness doesn't have a medical name.
Take so much adderall, and anesthetics for pain, that medics complain.
Oh right. I wasn't supposed to go after my Celph.
Shit. I mastered my self.
Whooping ass. @Dadiator just took the latch off his belt....AND asked me for help (what?)
Ha. Inside joke for @iDeaLoGiK ... but what I pave will get bumpy
when I go for the X-Files, like I'm David Duchovny!
Elephant Music. All Tusk. And it gets played in the trunk, b.
In other-words, I'm saying it's funky. You gays get serrated to lunch meat!
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[12/18/2013, 8:19:32 PM] richiej23: Lol @ fuck my key, fuck your song, writing keys inspire me
[12/18/2013, 8:19:34 PM] richiej23: ...
[12/18/2013, 8:19:37 PM] richiej23: To write more keys!
[12/18/2013, 8:19:42 PM] richiej23: I'm Jason Voorheez
[12/18/2013, 8:19:51 PM] richiej23: On my musical score steez!
[12/18/2013, 8:20:05 PM] richiej23: Kids coming like Oliver Twist and shit..."More, please".
[12/18/2013, 8:20:19 PM] richiej23: Power ranger...and I got the Mega sword SQUEEZED!
[12/18/2013, 8:20:29 PM] David Rucker: ha diggin it
[12/18/2013, 8:20:32 PM] richiej23: And this is for weed!@
[12/18/2013, 8:20:39 PM] richiej23: I'm like Paul Walker
[12/18/2013, 8:20:47 PM] richiej23: (whys that?)
[12/18/2013, 8:20:51 PM] richiej23: Cause I get blazed...
[12/18/2013, 8:20:58 PM] richiej23: THEN I HIT MORE TREES!
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that vid of the dude gettin beat up happened in my city i forgot about that shit lol
off the top spittin random shit cuz im bored
quick to put a lame like celph in a morgue
toe tagged, i cant name a chick i wont bag
have ya girl mouth like ur avy all cuz my vocab
cuz my bars are bananas,u the 2nd place type
probly lookin on az lyrics for shit to bite
u were born corny, chillin wit both hands havin a orgy
on some catfish shit only way u can make a girl horny
online typin shit u never done before
wen u really a lame that never got bunz b4
Your bars are incredibly simple, here's some medical info...
You never hit, like an infinite attack punch, after you set it in limbo.
Oh, I get it - you're Kimbo. I just jot and I write.
You just duck for cover. So in reality? it's like, you're not in the fight.
Thought that I bite? Well show me to the proof, younging. This is a truthful sonning.
Tell this Edward Cullen faggot that the moon's coming.
So you ain't using nothing. I'm a wolf in this bitch.
Any attack you throw at me from here on out? will result in a diss.
From the Highly Exalted eclipse.
Have you hanging it up, or ringing it in - either way, this battle will have you 'Calling It Quits'.
Monkey See. Monkey Do. And I'm riveting now.
Considering how I'm about to go Ape shit on that primitive style..
of yours. Pull the pinnacle down.
And force you into retirement.
My skill? you require it.
Out of rounds. How you firing? Yeah, I'm dropping some filler.
Cause you're not really ill, uh... shot for shot blow on a wannabe killer.
Really. How's that honestly realer? Trying to rap.
I got eyes on my back. Mighty Joe Young going on a Gorilla!!!!
Modestly, I cannot really feel ya. There's just a lack of desire...
You whack, new script for this faggot - all actors get hired.
I don't know whether it's the pain that fits your frame.
Or if it's because the shit's the same. Yeah, freaking lame.
Much like your written name. Put your 25 cent
coin in a different game, homie, you won't WIN A THING!
Circle around you fucking squares when I'm in a ring.
Call up my boy David, n' tell em he's fucking "with a King"!
And no, I'm not Presley. Get in your lane.
Come at me Crooked, I'll Slaughter House, n' sever your frame.
We're both typing, if I'm correct. But don't deny
the text is why I am the best. Your bars? hah!
Designed as reps. Steroid injection - no side effects.
This guy addressed my home. And I let em' inside, as Guest.
Yeah. Every bar I got beats any prospective you hold.
Best that you fold... out, your whole fucking deck's exposed.
(double meaning card deck/folding your hand/house's deck, fold out furniture - C'MON, MAN!)
I don't give a FUCK! if you got rap shit on DATPIFF.
I throw ONE tomahawk at this whack bitch? And that's it!
Say your good byes. They'll have to stream it on the day that you die.
Take the mixtape down off the site and save the replies.
in their database, I... am corny? That's news to me.
Maybe we can dedicate that to your Eulogy. Posthumously!
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well who can see me-its foolery,G/
you soft babies-get off safety and give the tool to me free/
answer me, who but B.G. is as dope as me/
i mean fiends sniff me more then they do potpourri/
if i can go local then go globally/
i'm even confident that biggie and pac would both agree/
lifes a poem, every steps a sentence/
im a walkin' rhyme that only death can finish/
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u tryna sound deep but u wak to me dawwg
how u write 38949834 lines an ur verse still soft?
talkin shit bout my mixtape on datpiff
wheres ur tape dawg???????? u been here since 06
you probly still gon be online typin bars til your last year
til they make a senior citizen thread like "Celph post in here!"
talkin how u top 5 so ur wakk and a lier
i signed up here yesterday,n im already ranked higher!!
Ha... now we know that's a lie... really no authority, dog.
That's a test, a studio wouldn't need Maury to call.
Let's face the facts - a garbage bin is the only logical spot
a person would place your tracks... you running your mouth
and it finally looks like it's making laps. Thought you were counting?
You need a mixtape for promotion; I'll be hotter without it...
So don't bother with clowning.
If we're talking washed up? Then dude, your obviously drowning...
And a giant can shower in the water surrounding..
I'll keep it short and sweet. This dork's weak.
The only purpose he serves is making my personal Morgue complete.
Fucking forum geeks get dotted out, like Morgan's cheeks.
Off a Free, man... we know G ain't gonna MC, damn. (GMC)
So where's your Crossover, hip hop Soldier?
You're not a recruit. Wouldn't need Kiefer to see you really had no shot in the booth.
Watch you drop off of a roof. Like Bi-shop in Juice.
And that was a bit of a stretch, but so is anything you've written in text.
And By George, you'll lose - like Zimmerman's ex.
Whether skittles or just... wearing a Hoodie, G, it'll be an imminent death!
So yeah, Peace, love, and rock and roll.
What you drop is bull. And I blocked the goal
of your post, like a Soccer Ball.
Socking you. Man, kind of depressing how you talking though, throw you off like a Guacamole.
Dropped in pasta bowl.
Always high, embody a Rasta's soul.
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I was not supposed go
Nobody was supposed to know
Oscar Worthy commands attention, I'm venting
Proceed with apprehension, the tension can be hazardous
Have niggaz stay yelling why the fuck this nigga always mad at us
Shut the fuck up
Celph taught plus that other nigga
Neither you dudes bust your triggers
Every other day where I stay there be another dude to pick up
Nigga
Get the
Picture
Negro from the hood scripture
Before the rapture
People get captured
Laughter...
... But ain't a damn thing funny
There's nobody coming after
If you follow the road paved with gold, from rags to riches
Modern day slavery, doesn't matter if you behave
They charged Trayvon Martin after the grave
Just to remind niggaz how the game is played
Hit rewind in time and its the same display
Don't want the FAME cuz I'm not feelin da griiiind
Move at my own tiiiime, I always been this way
Aye...
Yo, you whack as fuck.
ALWAYS FRONTING about how your things bust, well back it up.
It doesn't fit the bill, bird brain, you're sounding like Daffy Duck.
fuck, where's reason? Sucker's breathing up dust. Well, Sonny's, it's Hunting Season.
Don't give a damn about your ghettos and blocks.
You ain't menacing, ock. You flu, in my presence, peasant - medicine shot.
He a gangsta? LOL. I'm betting he's not.
Sounding pathetic, your shelf life's something I can get in a shop.
I'm sorry, it's just when I see people like you....
Talking about how you keeping the tool?
I can't help but laugh. You're on a level that Celph has passed.
Bottom line's nobody felt your tracks.
Keep it hoarded inside your house, with your selfish ass.
You ain't running the game, your mental laps ain't representing facts...
Ha. What a facade, brother. I'm killing this person.
Fucking dummy, no strings attached - this is the Ventriloquist working.
Oscar. Oscar. STFU, please.
Just another geek. Who ain't love the hustle, because he's weak.
Undiscovered. Meek. A pity of bar usage.
You're silly, your pars useless.
Your skills a mirage.
The private, who still ain't a Sarge, movement.
Can't walk in my shoes, and then talk like you're the Doc of this music..
When you read it off of the blueprint.
That I dropped in the News bin!
Like Rorschach, at the end of the Watchmen. Keep talking.
The gloves are on, and you got a Cop out - I'm 'beat' boxing.
Homie, you need Oxygen. All you do is breathe toxins in.
One shot to the dome? You see Pac again.
Yeah... as you can tell? Me not trying will still have you grabbing the L.
Like you were a frugal fuck, and they had it on sale.
A Madchild. But I had to Prevail.
Getting static, dragging you well over the carpet. I gotta hammer this nail!
UGHHHHH.
The fuck you going do? This ruckus got you 0 and 2
on RIA, so take those gay bars away from the sparring cage.
Believe me, you coming together with something as clever as me
is as likely as your talons scraping my crown when I rustle your feathers.
Sucka.
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