type in rhyme form about whatever the hell is on ur brain.

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  1. Parable-Dot-Comm

    Parable-Dot-Comm New Member

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    Trapped in a cycle. Rewound in the deck slow
    I dont care about whips or coppin the neck glow.
    or bracelets, fakest shit, costs greenery.
    now pure earth rests as lost scenery.
    my minds polluted with girls stress 'n time
    if theres a god i hope that he's blessin' mine.
    i wanna eat and sleep and live peaceful.
    unfortunately all men arent created equal.
    sometimes, i just wanna die, but ima lifer.
    im bored, its all good nerds jump in the cypher.
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  2. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    I spit to pass the time
    this bastids fine when amassed in rhyme
    battle of the weak sex's,
    fast with the reflexes - on lockdown like i keep ex's
    i go on weedbenders not all beer weekenders
    pickpocket the deepspenders, but not too-deep
    you never know whos got fingers in lands where you-creep
    I roll with so many papers youd think i was a news-geek
    huge freak,
    i like a chick who gobble enuff nut she got huge cheeks
    i write my scripts with a pencil and loose leafs
    while i spit the rhymes my man he produce beats
    i got the phat shit while most cats induce sleeps with few sheeps
    my steps follow the footsteps of my shadows
    outlasting the light my footprints will remain after the battles
    learnt to go with the flow when i mastered the paddles
    when most cats were still shittin in diapers and askin for rattles
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  3. Parable-Dot-Comm

    Parable-Dot-Comm New Member

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    that was a nice little joint there Sir..
    but lemme get to the point there were.
    Greater times when rhymin was fun and innocent.
    words provided with such soul from the instrument.
    human mind for the boom bap, before doom rap.
    negativity and gangster shit
    its no joke, jokin could straight leave a prankster hit.
    simple, simon says call it a freestyle, im in my own world, deep..
    silent with the keys clickin as my homegirls sleep.
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  4. Da New Kid

    Da New Kid New

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    Listen up shorty...
    Im ugly, Im evil, Im gats and knives
    Im class, Im nice, Im the crack on pipes
    Im the check that slashes Nikes
    Im harrassin' mics, I got the braggin' rights
    The shit goes to show where Im at in life
    Im riddled, Im calmed... pussy
    Ill get rid a u like Bush got rid a Saddam... pussy
    Im no kid, Im alarmed, no rookie
    I won't stop u, never did to my arm, an Uzi
    Chea....
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  5. Parable-Dot-Comm

    Parable-Dot-Comm New Member

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    Word. Word...

    Im Eatin Chicken And Cheese For Lunch
    Movements So Swift I Could Ease A Punch.
    To Jaws Movin As Im Chewin My Food.
    People Hatin' Im Just Waitin', Whatchu Doin' My Dood?!
    So Now, Im Bored Typin In Between Bites.
    On The Chicken, Never Lyrics, But My Eyes Have Seen Sights..
    Beyond That Of The Average Man.
    My Brain Holds Both What Scholars And The Savages Can.
    Fuck It, Owellz, Im Finished So Lets End..
    Im Bout To Head Out And Smoke A Fat Joint With My Best Friend
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  6. Linxz

    Linxz What!

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    Fuck what he speak bout, i'll make em superman till he walk it out/
    whats the fuzz about, we could literally knuckle it out/
    ha ha how I watch you die high, fucker i'm meaner than nate tuner/
    no joke I'll smoke ya, turn ya into a pipe burner/
    hold up I might just mic burn ya, take life away from knowledge/
    peep what I'm grasp'n, leak what i'm spit'n to try to demolish/
    you lame no game style biting Mckel Pifen, HE WRITTING?/
    come on dog, you don't want beef in war, ya squad hype/
    what make you gassed, i'm a Austin martin...darting to strike shyt/
    known to be the first to set it, quick to hurry up 2wet 2dead shyt/
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  7. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Quick Free.

    I Be The Last Man Standin-
    When That Smoke Clears,
    Out Comes That Bandit-
    Redeyez Here,
    No Cuts No Bandage-
    All The Hos Stare,
    How Could He Manage-
    All That Damage,
    An Walk Out Unharmed Gun In Ma Right Palm-
    An If U Wanna Fight Umm,
    We Could-
    You Could Bring Ya Weak Hood-
    Cuz Imma About Ta Eat Good-
    Imma Monsta,
    I Got Blood On My Teeth-
    I Got Love Fa My Peeps,
    I Got Blood On My Sneaks-
    I Got Drugs In My Leaf,
    An Imma About Ta Chief-
    So,
    U Could Leak Slow-
    An If U Lookin Fa Pussy,boy I Aint The One-
    Im Hot On Fire,like I Ate The Sun-
    Imma Untame Gorilla,
    U A Ape Or Sum-
    So I Command Ya Crew,
    An I Demand U To-
    Respect Ma Mind,
    From Head Ta Shoe-
    Dese Ni99as Got Guns But Scared Ta Shoot-
    Me I Go All Out Yea Im Comin At Full Force-
    Ni99as Claim They Got Beef,
    So I Orda A Full Course-
    But Im Still Hungry,
    Plus Ma Fam Aint Eat Yet-
    I Need A Meal Ticket,
    Undastand Where We At-
    The Slums Mutha Fukka,
    Yep Das Where We At-
    An Until We Get Rich,
    Das Where We Be At-
    Deep In Dat Water,
    U Jus Gettin Ya Feet Wet-
    They Nappin On Me,
    Like They Aint Got Enough Sleep Yet-
    Im Mad Im Mad
    Im Mad,
    Im Mad..................................
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  8. bwizzle8

    bwizzle8 BULL

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    i got rhymes that will make that cash
    fists that will break your ass
    and joints that will take the pain
    make it rain and make it pass
    im ahead in this race and you cant make it passed
    if you got something i want then i will take it fast
    i got that fire out the mouth just like a dragon
    i say what is true so it aint like im braggin
    so the next time you see me in the streets or in person
    the respect i deserve come first cause i deserve it
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  9. Da New Kid

    Da New Kid New

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    Hush!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....... with ya sorry ass
    I keep shit on lock like a thieves gloves n mask
    Im a grown up, bitch what made ya think I would punk it out?
    Throw the fifth? I dont box but this shit uh rip ya knuckles out
    I shit on anything ya think ya would eva achieve
    Ill shoot ya like cowboys did indians, cause really... u was neva a chief....
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  10. Linxz

    Linxz What!

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    I'm a gun wit no shells....Think bout it
    you move I budge....Think bout it
    i'm bout it, like diesel i'll leave u sour
    guess powder ya power, watch me father ya soul I devourer
    go cry u don't want no more, can't size wit bull
    quit doubting & fronting, that heart not urs
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  11. Da New Kid

    Da New Kid New

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    You could interpret this shit - howeva ya wanna
    Howeva Im gonna - for once check this bitch
    U been tryina make links between us
    Dawg, u a stalker, understand I dont us to team up
    I don't wanna talk or be cool with you
    I won't give ya one more verse, I won't make of myself a fool like you
    FUCK OFF to ya own space, n exit the zone
    I don't want any more lines from ya... Id rather get em in blow....
    FuKKaH..........
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  12. twdIDescipleI

    twdIDescipleI New Member

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    Tha Only thanG On mind is practicing my lyrical-Calibur
    Im a Savage/Mothafucka I aint Fearin-No-Challengers
    in my zone/when i ReciteWords/Itz Desciple tha tip of tha Iceburg
    lookin tha enemy in they eyes-first/
    just look at tha Crowd when i spit My Verse
    i take a shot of that hen/As i Dive & Crowd-surf
    Im A guerilla-with-tha-Pen/an abomination to men/Considered-as-a-Sin
    Fuck a Familylife/More like tha Anti-Christ Delivering-tha-End
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  13. Prodigal_Son

    Prodigal_Son FlObama

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    Yo
    Man, where I come from niggaz will have a nigga back
    Talk shit about they boys and you just might eat a gat
    But here I fear there just aint those types of dudes
    You think niggaz down for you, you just might get disproved
    A nigga was talkin shit about me dog, bein all rude
    My best homeboy who was there just walked away from the dude
    I'm like "Yo, any time that you ever had a beef
    We was in it together, young gunz like Chris and Neef
    But then you at the show and hear niggaz talkin mad shit about me
    And you aint have the decency to go and stand up for me"
    Damn, swear to god you think you know a muhfucka
    But when shit go down they turn out to be cocksuckers
    When for my fuckin boys I'd ride longer than a redneck trucker
    But when it's time to put in work for me he won't even clock in
    This shit is really blowin me dog, I thought he was my friend
    But I was wrong, like Pac it's me against the world in the end
    Man, I swear bein pussy should be a sin
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  14. R3DRUM

    R3DRUM Bloody Mary Jane

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    like sir Bust-, im here to just kill time...
    I cant believe the world, n i dont trust these times..
    So i commense to exhale these rhymes,
    at the same moment that i puff this lime..
    Not my drug- my medicine to touch the sky..
    And all of my boys is always down to ride..
    But im done with tha robbin and theft..
    If i cant reach the tele- then i probably left..
    But dont be surprised, its just a logical step,
    To forget the past and get the sins off of my chest.\
    n thats real
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  15. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    To forget the past and get the sins off of my chest

    I wont say i know where im going- im lost at best
    when the sun dont rise no more whats that cost the west?
    Frosted breath
    tossed and hot condenced with stress,
    thats why i rock mics and do what i can to present the best
    i feel not welcomed like a resented guest
    whats the essence?
    afterthoughts of busta, mixed with silky lyrical lessons
    confessions, and expresssions of smoked out weed sessions
    freed the heavens with silence like old black and white westerns
    now im at it again
    patterns of magic and tattered facts for my friends
    attacks on acts that lack matters of a message to send
    pressures to bend
    But im infinite and my prowess continues and never will end
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  16. Prodigal_Son

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    Instrumental: "Second Place Is the First Loser" by Papoose

    On some, real shit I'm feelin that verse my friend
    Cuz in my lifetime I've been in those same situations
    Tryna decide whether to grind or get an education
    One of em gotta cut loose, I'm not Papoose no thugacation
    I used to rap but my verse would be the worst rhymin'
    But I keep tryin while the game straight tribulatin'
    But now I'm ill and I'm getin my referations
    And that's the truth, I got proof, check my permutations
    The rhyme scheme of this line mean
    I'm smokin' prime green
    Niggaz in the dirty all talk like "You nahmean?"
    I'm like yeah, we keeps gully
    In beefs we makes niggaz kiss gats, so I guess we lovey dovey
    9 milimeter, yeah that's my buddy
    Change that to inches and you'll know why I'm gettin' all the cutty
    My women independent, all your fuckinn' girls slutty
    The game I'm all up in it while you stuck up in a rutty
    Yeah, you know I'm gettin large money
    And that's my word, you can all either hate me or love me
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  17. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    And that's my word, you can all either hate me or love me

    i like all days rainy or sunny
    whatever the weather im always laying wit hunnies
    and then its a done-deal, done-real -
    I never hit the skins without first giving it one-feel
    chicks dig the shit i slang like crack-rocks
    havin mami's screamin like funerals - umbrellas and black-socks
    i stack mad numbers so you know my sex is sick
    i got so many numbers ya best ta check ya bitch cuz i be wreckin hips
    like some dirty gonzo i be directin lips, sets and chicks
    forget the scripts, we got 45 before were raided by Feds and Pigs


    lol fuck it... i-ono
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  18. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Ride Solo,
    Burn Blunts Ho-
    An Im Drankin On The Tussin,
    Mutha Fukk Cussin
    Imma Start Bussin-
    I Aint Scared Of Nuthin-
    My City Fulla Pressure An Pain,
    An Its Really Stressin My Brain-
    So I Numb The Pain Wit Liqour An Herb,
    But I Need Sumthin That Puts Me To Sleep Quicka Den Syrup-
    Fukk It,
    Fukk Em All Imma Let Em Burn-
    Forever An Ever Yeah That'll Make Em Learn-
    Dont Fukk Witta Ni99a Who Close To The Edge-
    I Dip The Bullets In Nyquil Take A Dose To The Head-
    Go To Bed,
    I Feel Like Im Waistin My Lines-
    I Feel I Spit The Greatest Of Rhymes
    An I Dont Diss Thats A Waist Of My Time-
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  19. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    An I Dont Diss Thats A Waist Of My Time

    on the mic just playin wit rhyme-
    unclean, displaying some grime, cuz its a sign of the times
    I wont wait, thats why im in line in the skies
    unkind in disguise, he was high- it was in his eyes
    breath cold, a blizzard on the route-run
    hold a mic like a choke hold, wizard on the outcome
    never outdone, he spat a variety like some sick dim sum-
    ate by a phat kid who gagged himself to be thin
    he was always phat cuz of income
    some say he lose some but most say he win some
    tongue like a whip,
    atleast when he hit the switch it bounced like it had a kit
    scientists of mensa couldnt fathom the patterns flipped
    bounced mentally off saturn and back again just for the trip
    cocky, like when ya wearing sweats and adjust ya shit
    bust ya lips, leavin ya wit stitches that prob'ly rips....
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  20. twdIDescipleI

    twdIDescipleI New Member

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    bust ya lips, leavin ya wit stitches that prob'ly rips....

    Intoxicated or i-gotta-be-lit/an addict of addicts/a manic with a switch that oughtta-be-flipped/the day soljah boy drops a hot verse/is tha day that ill probably-quit/i flow like blood comin outta of a artery-quick
    i fuck with daughters that blossom into hot mamas that be swollowing-dick
    wake up tha next mornin/And them bitches be callin me prick
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