Spit Wut Eva U Feelin Like

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  1. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Imma Bad Man
    Stash Dat Up In Da Trash Can
    Do Da Heis Man,,im On Fire Holdin A Gas Can
    They Keep Askin
    When U Gone Blow
    My Response Wus When Real •••••• Buy Out The Sto
    Two Burner's On My Hip Like Howdy Howdy Ho
    Merry Christmas My Flow's Iz Da Missile Toe-
    I Spit Listerine
    Im Crack So Dis Here's For Feinds
    Tryna Get Rich But It Seem's A Dream
    Spittin My Life On Open Mic Im A One Man Team
    And By The Way Fukk Ya Army
    You Wanna Go To War But Scared To Harm Me


    [hit Em Up Have His Baby Mama Sayin ''o'' My Darling]]
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  2. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    Scared to harm me, this is Giftshop's 1 man army/
    Kid's can't scar me, infect you with Sars-g//
    Can't battle me, rhymes is magical majesty/
    manifest destiny, especially, when testin' me//
    I spit like others that came before/
    So I follow the raw like a well trained student/
    Up at College studying 3 units//
    For this art class, I art pass, these art glass/
    get broken, jaws improaching, I'm demotin'/
    Whatever you think is the true means of necessary//
    ya verse is secondary, this verbal visionarie//
    penetrate, insert the tubes, detonate, the rocket ships//
    watch the rockets lift, runaway with the accomplices//
    my accomplishes are outweighed, by what I haven't accomplished/
    will I achieve it? I hope so, well I'm a make it a promise//
    my rhymes astonish, those with open minds, my land rhymes/
    explode like land mines, through waveform and waved rhymes//
    explode the tec 9's, in the air on New Years Day/
    Every word I say, electrically, perfected purposely//
    perfectly, the substance is filled with mercury/
    you ain't hurtin', accept in my pockets, done on purpose g//
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  3. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    knock on the door put da ruger to yo top dog
    u cant fukk wit me u mite be cold but im hot dog
    since youre all chickens my flows iz da hot sauce
    sip a lil gin to my eyez look like clifford
    slurred like blizzard,blow like lizzard
    one life to live so i let it snow like christmas
    heart went from gold to cold,flow's went from wack to ''o''
    me a beast i attack da floe
    me need leach and a magic boat
    float......float....get it go
    chop u down like a tree
    den she blow
    on my damn pole
    im so damn cold
    im on fire i need water
    sike
    i wus kiddin
    now my flow's harder
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  4. smead

    smead New Member

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    ey yo, its smeadow and this is the plan,
    aint hatin on anybody just tryin ta span-my basis of fans
    chillin in the dirty jerz watchin greenbacks stack in my hand
    im mountin the rap game like its my workhorse
    maintaining the rap fame like social intercourse
    imma fuck mine, pull out just in time,
    then
    give the world a "face plant" with my home brewed valentine
    im lettin it go, as if shady was in russia tour stopped in moscow
    lettin the crop grow so i can continue my green, mack them hoes
    givin me the money to hustle my flow
    im robbin the dough
    from other local acts
    like im the govenor layin out a musical tax,
    "fuck you pay me" like jay Z
    this "goodfella" is keepin the game changed
    started this thing by sayin "only black can rap"
    well i just proved your slack ass is whack
    im keepin lyrics banded around my stack
    like i got my bitches in a string up their crack
    hearin my mack
    pushin up their back
    between the cheeks of their rump
    in the immortal words of necro
    "your ass is a drug spot cuz you gettin ya crack PUMPED"

    haha, chea
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  5. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Spit Dat Shit Dat Make Yo Hoe's Swing
    Put A ''o'' In Her Nasil Like A Nose Ring
    Spit Acid On Ya Whole Team
    Burn Bastads
    I Smoke Dutchies Cuz Da Swishas Burn Fasta
    Got A Six Triple Dat And You'll See My City Iz A Cold Palace
    No Balance So I Gotta Hustle Just To See Thousands
    Fukk Luck Plus My Momma Mad Grand Mama Sad
    Whole Family Scabbed
    Scarred Cuz Bad Shit Iz On Da Trail Of Us Yungstas
    Once Us Go Dat Route Aint No Turnin Back
    Dats Why We Burnin Sacks
    Hope Da World Dont Leave Soon
    Cuz Im Cryed Out
    Tattoo Tear Drop's On My Dad's Mouth
    You Wouldnt Undastand I Got It Hard
    So I Ride Out In Da Sunset
    Watch Da Sunset As Da Blunt Lit
    And Cunt Wet
    So I Pump Quick
    A Couple Hour's In Dat Cat Till My Nut Slip
    If It's Mine It's Mine But Rite Now My Baby Iz Da Gun Clip
    And If One Rich
    Den We All Iz
    Untl Da Clock Stop Imma Ball Here
    18 Long Years
    Jus Tryna Stay Focus
    Make Dat Tamberine Sound On Yo Ford Focus
    And If Jack In Jill Wit Up Da Hill
    Den Lil Max -n- Phil Can Reach A Mill
    With Out The Cora-ner Wrappin Em
    And Da Rest Of Da Struggle Came Raw Rite Afta Them


    ''this A Mask To Dem,stop Askin Him,read My Rhymes Close Think Hard And You'll See I Can Answeer Them''
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  6. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    rite afta them, I stay 'Laser Taggin' them,/
    in they back, right after I paddy waggin' 'em//
    the way I dragon them, breathe hot air/
    give you more "T. Dots", than Kardinal and Choclair//
    I could give a care, matter of fact, a flyin' fizznuck/
    Define the power of dollar, in a bizzuck//
    what's up? do "power lifts" and chin-ups/
    give the gin up, and end up, a verbal menace/
    ready to do more dental work to wack rappers than dentists//
    the apprentice, of all great rhymer slash flower/
    flame throw-ya, toy soldier, get ran over with pebble rocks & boulders//
    use to drink "Folgers" and puff Marlboro's/
    Catch me @ El Toro, with my arms extended farther than Goro's//
    Oh,oh... anti-social, somewhat vocal, got the game by a chokehold/
    tote those, so-so's rappin' vandals, under 1-handle, you'll get manhandled//
    hangin' with the Vandal, but not from Idaho/
    you smokin' Kush, I'm smokin' atomic-dro//
    type of ish, that's 1-hit and quit it/
    matter fack, could fugg you up, soon as I lit it//
    leave you aquitted, or convicted, it does'nt matter man/
    and it sort of amazes me like, a magazine scan, blam//
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  7. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

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    hol up, im about to flip just copped,
    a whole ounce not to flip I love the way she rock her hips then bounce and strip, look mami I got whole lot of qwop to tip
    these broke niqqas is nuts they must have lost they common cents
    nawasaki the striip to rubble im a puzzle you couldnt solve
    jigsaw with a chain saw dont think you want problems at all
    I got that rick ross in my walk get what you want we all can get rich yall
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  8. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    rich ya'll, I quick brawl, will-call, will stall, make sure you fall/
    it's curtain's call, for you baby par, gift came to scar//
    battle rap somethin' bizarre, this is bullness/
    KOOL's I take quick pulls, with the coolness//
    who's this? you ask, I thrash, with brash lyrical slash/
    tyranny on that ass, with whole lotta rhymes quick to blast//
    throw you in the trash, cuz that's where you belong/
    Me? I'm bishop don juan or Lance Armstrong//
    with the lights on or light's out/
    when it comes to clout, I like to show you what I'm about//
    turnin' it out, infestin' ya mind with doubt/
    gettin' cash, yea, man. turnin it out//
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  9. smead

    smead New Member

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    get em hiphop, my niggeh got lyrics make ya jaw drop
    we spittin after eachother like jay and rick ross
    solo we killin the hiphop, together we makin the spot hot
    like gettin laid by 3 bitches livin together "rubbin out their knots"
    the legs gettin shakey
    my flow gettin nasty
    my writtens gettin shasty
    droppin slang like haystack, be
    "you ever been shabbed?"
    "that's when shot and stabbed are one in the same"
    that white boy representin white boys is insane
    grippin the fame like dre
    droppin my lyrics like flame
    ya'll the "gasoline" bitches
    cuz im burnin ya hotter then
    ya back stingin gettin hitten by switches
    it's smeady layin all up in this bitch
    like doublemint twins part my business
    never was a pimp but i believe in its business
    tho now im legit, im still feelin the illegal business
    errybody fiendin for this need a fix like this
    needa find another street pharmascist that spits
    cuz smead outta the game like flave an ex. PB nemissis
    shorthand rappin usin letters to express my lyrical ish
    for all ya lame cats, flave used to spit on public enemy
    talked shit for years, fucked bitches tho tears be fallin on me
    soakin "dez nuts" like my momma cryin for me

    "behind bars, that was me
    behind bars, now i see
    behind bars, used to be
    behind bars, now im free"

    oohhh, finish that nasty my dawgs who'se got it?

    smead
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  10. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    "momma cryin for me"

    this is Konami "Contra" the style papparzzi/
    a yo, probably not-g, this is ill, Tom Candiotti//
    call me Povaratti, cuz I'm prolly hot-g/
    not a carbon-copy, don't take me for a sloppy//
    wannabe hip hop-g, cuz it's not popping, I mean not taking place/
    Full deck of cards, I got to pull a Ace, laugh in your face//
    get on your case, like a Lawyer, good or bad/
    My rhymes mad, make you laugh like Sinbad//
    with 10 mags, I see what's been going on in the past issues/
    it's easy for me to sift through, and is'nt hard for me to diss you//
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  11. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

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    I already lived through heaven and hell,
    somebody probably wanna give me a shell
    send me to heaven or hell
    stay on point like Bibby, on my pac shit
    me against the world against me
    rock shit Im trying to pocket and profit like 50
    not grand man, i pass that
    nikkas copy then write shit like they ascap
    dont get ya ass clapped
    I laugh at rap try to be so serious
    I take it back and fuck rap till it miss its period
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  12. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    period, I know you hearin' it, fearin' it, giftshop curious/
    from venus, in all seriousness, leave you sufferin' inferiorness//
    just blisterin' this, leave your ear stuck to this ish/
    the gab and the gift, left tab to the shift//
    button, I button up nothin', besides my belt buckle/
    I know you felt knuckles, around that cold field, playin' football/
    stuntin' on rappers the way I moonsault, call me the Great Moota//
    half rapper, slash hooper, soo dope you think I was hangin' with 'Mr. Cooper'//
    Screamin' out like a Rooster, at the break of dawn/
    Get ship of that blue grass from those Kentucky Lawns//
    Man, I'm just a pawn, in this phenomenon/
    it's not anything new just a replay of the last song//
    but I just get it on... that's my word is born/
    songs I serve you on, call me a contemporary//
    Mary quite contrary slash legendary/
    the more the marry//
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  13. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    past confused wit the now, mad the cards losin right now
    addictions doubled
    but a mist the trouble i give half of a smile
    this is..a freewrite just half of my style and it's muscle
    for u to picture my struggle that'd be dumbin it down
    real grimey soundin voice raspy from public housin,now..
    polo'd..feet forced fitted over the brow
    always tuckin a pow niggaz know that i'm wild
    either sleepin on snub nose or holdin a cal
    hey pal aint a stain on my shirt, came from the dirt
    raised in the worst pain in my words i put pane'd in a verse
    biblical scriptures wit a cynical twist it's..
    con fessin to stresses equal me armed reckless lecture'd and messed wit...

    freetype
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  14. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    messed with, giftshop right behind barnizzle, from the STL/
    Blessin' tales, of lyrical hales, my vision unveils//
    these sort of things, I'm courting teams/
    Trying to court a pretty thing//
    by the name of assumption, this is consumption/
    eat rappers like apple dumplings, and keep it bumping//
    from here to where it's funkin' at a higher height/
    than what thought of before,/
    when the lion roars, I guess food it needs more//
    What I have in store? I don't know, I think I need more/
    innercore, so I can keep it floored//
    Like Dale Earnhardt, a step apart from close quarters/
    kept in close for too long, in close borders//
    I guess sort of, that all that matters I'm traveling/
    freestyling, what goes with the sound just imaginine//
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  15. YoMamazMan

    YoMamazMan Over 1.000 served...

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    Imagine that,I flip wordz like an acrobat.
    This is my habitat,these rappers pinned to the mat.
    Flat on their backs,havin asthma attacks.
    When U see me in a battle I'm relaxed.
    Cuz wutz a butterknife 2 a battle axe?
    I kill em all with my savage ass.
    I'm fully loaded, now let's have a blast.
    OK,now that's a rap
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  16. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Sick Shyt

    Im Hot Hot Im Up On Fiya Call Me Brimstone/
    Im Known To Make Ya Girl Bedrock Like Da Flintstones/
    Bang It All In Yo Ear Until Da Clip's Gone/
    Keep All Da Bytches Buzzin Like A Ringtone/
    And All Da Ho Ho's Love Da Ding Dong's/
    Hard Body My Click Iz Of King Kong/
    We Strong/yall Wrong Foe Even Challengin A King's Thrown/
    He's Grown Rockin White Tee Blue' Jeans Ree's On/
    And I Dont Need A Reasone To Make Ya Soul Leave Home/
    Smoke Weed Till My Eye'z Bleed/
    Tryna Watch Flick's On Da Wide Screen/
    Make Da Hoe's In Yo Ride Scream/
    His Eyez Redda Den My Beam's/
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  17. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

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    stay more disciplined than student studyin tai Chi
    What they used to is harder than ice cream
    Im a maurader spitting over these live beats
    and I will slaughter anyone who tries me
    on my grind 24-7 so why sleep
    You can get paid after the 1st and 15th
    now Im intrigued by which whip I should peep
    didnt get entry to v.i.p
    at the century club without a bentley
    keep I.D. Now Im hitting these bitches quickly
    they want k.y. B
    pray I see the day I leave when he drop all of sudden
    or fighting
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  18. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Yeah I Heard Yall Aint Shyt Wit Out Ya Computa Screen-
    Real Street Shyt Make Sure Ya Weapon's Clean-
    No Speak English Well It's Gonna Be A Messy Scene-
    West Side Play Da Piano East Side Pray In Sing-
    Oh And Dem Freaky Hoe's Pop Moe Pill's No Advil's-
    And Im Bout High As Jack Jill-
    You The One's Up On Da Hill-
    Yeah Lil Mama Jus Wobble-
    And I'll Apploud You Like Apollo-
    Im A Slave To Da Hollow's-
    In Your Mind You Are Model's-
    Ha But Threw My Eyez You Are Gargoel's-
    Not To Be Rude Im Jus Speakin My Mind-
    Im In Da Driva Section Low Like Da Seat Can Recline-
    And I Bring Heat When I Rhyme-
    And If I Had A Pocket Full Of Change I'll Drop It All But Da Dime'z-



    Yezz Zir Get On My Level Holla Ya Dig...
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  19. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

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    Last call.... im at the bar relaxin a dime
    yall acting as if..Im wine and dining
    It only take a few lines to get some new lice
    after she sip the booze nice
    she taking off her blouse and boots.. right!
    I beat cheeks with wild abuse
    after i got the Draws on LOX
    like I know Stylez and Louch, shoot
    Holla at me ma, cuz you amateur status
    I show you how to gargle handle a apparatus
    shit, she said I should get into contruction I got heavy equipment
    I Tear down Walls never get inpotent...
    give me a nitwit bitch, blond or indian I be on some different shit
    no homo, but I go long like Randy Moss
    got stones and gifted like Santa Claus
    hope me and ya bitch neva exhange paths or cross
    dont date or touch or no more
    ya girl's coochie ruined and tossed...
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  20. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ruined and tossed, I stay brewin the mosh/
    quick to ••••e it up like "Posh"//
    Beef Stroganoff, somebody pass me the steak/
    steppin' to me is a mistake, you don't wanna make//
    marijuana break, toss a kid in the lake/
    with life-vest on, my freestyle expressions be/
    zoning those cloning slash roaming//
    down over here, swingin' a chandelier/
    I'll damage peers, who really tryin to be close to me/
    bag 'em just like grocery, hopin' you just notice me//
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