i hate this right now, because i have headache excedrin to the dome, you know i had to medicate taking pulls off the dank, not slow to accelerate the pain relieving process ,my job is not to educate more or less to break you fake haters avoiding fate im never late, because i wait and im always early im the bird with the worm,i put it inside your girly catch me acting squirrely, on my nutz giving pearlys were it like jewelry, you heard me say those words im on the road to recovery, discovering my verse's im chanting these spells, all your hearing is curse's you think this is bad then ill show you what worse is micheal jackson is mad we are the worlds purpose and yet we only cover two percent of it surface man my headache just got fuckin bad... i need to smokeee
i drop verses like bullets into your temples calling me clearisil im popping you pimples and what people compare you to is a cripple simple i didnt mean to get a little different didn't get the memo because i never sent it im so demented the devil forgot to mention my invention of evil changed his dimension bring your sword to the battle im highlander a girl i met was n.f.l worthy so i rammed her you can take a gander but you'll never see me because your still trying to watch antenna tv like when my retinas bleed and all i see is red your body is buried underneath your own shed i've always been respected test it end up dead
you know my verse's they really aren't limited Because i say what i like to and im so spirited talking like yoda, so i doubt that your hearing it im a word nova,mad scientist and brain surgeon You move slow so my fist keeps your brain searching better yet keeps your brain working body twirking looking like your jerkins that's what they tell me because i come smoother than some k.y. jelly im a jelly belly bandit stealing candy from kids yeah right id probably of got arrested if i did im a blessing from mr big,god as my witness whatever you missed, i know im gonna live
its weird when i spit before anyone's responded but i love spitting that much and im too broke to get a good mic and shit. Exclusively, i am like jewelery, usually shining like a diamond you better get used to me because you can find me grinding but you'll never find it, you could say that im a psychic no liyin and i am the highest,in the sky with the clouds and lightning im so frightening, well my attitude might be, don't fight me because i know you wont like me, gettin just a little hyphy catch me me in the back of the van with someones wifey i just got a little knifey but it turned out that she liked me a little crazy? yup i might be on my id it says im so icy
here instead of writing a battle-rap ima write some shit as if we're being ft'd on the same track ganjaman n skies - makin songs to jam on highs i wrote this once i smoked six bongs with grams of thai collab is fly - me and Ganj for a track? that's a dangerous combo on some monsterous rap preposterous cats approach like they were bred to win i'm ill as fuck yo fuck all your medicine adrenaline pumpin when i access a mic yall n!ggas aint improvin.. you practicin right? your acts isnt tight - you just pretendin they is parents didnt listen to me so fuck defendin they kids yall be spendin for bibs - cause you cryin like infants ..with good reason - i got n!ggas dyin in instants this business is rough yo ..take caution always you gettin schooled bitches.. like crossin hallways i'm bossin all days and never show weakness cant a single other motherfuckin clever flow beat this damn i'm drunk... i think that was nice but you'll have to lemme know
As skies said ima get me a thai stick burning up the ozone layer like im toxic but im not sick probably the opposite you know i caught your girl watchin it she likes the way that i walk and shit im never talking shit always on top of it we, me and him take off like rocketships grew up listening to rock and tupacalypse compare it to a mafia hit we're all of top of ya bitch cock is movin past her lips skies and bansai hot as shit nazi's get buttraped right quick like sex offenders get sticked
i'll slap ya hips, make you suck on your own nips, now spit the cancer out, grab a glock, call me sir manson alot
nice bro...when someone else gonna drop some fire?? fuck it.. I get to compared to god himself. In the sky so high enjoying myself. And while you concern about health. Im always busy building my wealth. Where i go, i always use my stealth. your just like dust sitting on a shelf. Going nowhere fast with nobody to help.
i'll step to the plate (picture this with a sort of Eminem-style delivery.. i guess. not my usual flow-style) i'm incomparable to rappers.. i'll tear a fool in half worse.. than papers bosses get fucked up by clerical disasters! hysterical when factors of my talent aren't looked at constantly conquering kids with valiant balanced bars and hooks that.. took tracks i did to levels unattainable.. by other kids whose mothers didnt teach em not to reach for what's unclaimable untamable.. i'ma feral beast with a pair of teeth ..that'll tear you up like a bear'll feast like a pair of cleats i'm gripping into earth - yeah i'm well grounded barely speak and you're drippin in ya skirts - yeah you're astounded by this spell-bounded well rounded curse on lame spitters who came bitter to battles scared of the verse my brain triggers disperse the same jitters that you have on the crowd too ..and the sound crew.. dis me hard i'd be glad to get down dude i hound duels - sniff em out spit-in-mouth like K-9 units the mic reaction? i'm knightly rappin! bout to claim my tunic
Sit down clown its the end of your round, Time for me to step to the mic to pound, Erase your whack sound from the atmosphere, Send the crowd right through the stratosphere, Y'all worried bout wearing the fliest gear, Meanwhile I've got your chick up here, Making her moan then I'm sendin her home, After she gets soar, y'know i cop dome, N ya she complain bout ya little bone. Back to the track, time to prove i'm me, spittin so quick your gonna catch A-D-D Smoking sticky icky by the mutha-fuckin P, Keeps my head straight while I do inflate, the supersized plate that is my estate And ya, it was me who made ya girl ejaculate. Figured it was worth a shot. what you folks think eh?
Alright. not steppin or anything. just giving what i got. check it out Yes im hot tell me who hotter. came into this rap game with magic, harry potter you think im not tell me who better your such a big bitch you cry about change in weather im tough as leather, im hard as stones your like a feather, ill break your bones i get that pussy wetter, i make her moan you better get the lotion, your all alone. This game was planted deep in my psyche Take my flow n use it, youll get sponsored by nike Something like god, im looked at highly Bow down on your knees n call me your almighty
im rapping in to broken mics inbetween the wind cracks human existance is an old fridge, a scream and some bin bags, and the lesson ive been told is that possesions you can hold make up nothing in comparison to the expression of your soul artists draw circles whilst you try to draw conclusion, i draw a question mark, you draw confusion, im tied to my delusions - the burden of the devil but i'd rather live then die than be a sheep herded in to heaven this is the moonlight eclipse, the darkness and the fibs the climb of jacobs ladder and the fall and broken ribs, but i'll carve wooden hearts in to the grooves of the ark, make a picture from the bark and remember how it starts: the fights in the snow, the highs n the lows this is just writing in the lightning as im trying to grow edit; that came off as a lame attempt at poetry. fuck it
I have no excuse, I'm afraid I've broke loose, Raining down terror like the great greek Zeus, notice theyre all silent, done with the "boo's?" so I laced up my boots and walked out the door, Left your girl inside, she still beggin me for more, Will warn you quick, cause I aint no bitch, You best think twice before you scratch this itch, The vaunted deus-deus will beat you like a snitch.
ive always been alone, when i was a child i went through a number of different foster homes, my little ass was 6, when my mom and dad would rather smoke crack for kicks, chose drugs over their kids, and because of that we were taken away, seperated from my mom dad and sister before my 7th birthday, i spent that day in a black home, 12 years later this shit still stuck in the dome, i stood out, the only white boy around, with the shit that i've been through i have reason to frown, my last home, i dont remember much, i always ran away so i guess that says it sucked, before i was 8, family got me back, but it wasnt even my mom and dad who gave up the crack... thats what im opening up a song im workin on with. and after sitting here and reading it, i need to work on it still lol. but for now thats good enough. and heres one from another one i have wrote down oh no its time for the third verse, somebody go ahead and order this rap a hurst, do it quick before somebody get hurt, 6 feet deep to put this track in the dirt, come back home and get higher off that purp, smokin down as if its a *****s work, got more weed than your paychecks worth, and if i let you hit this you'll be feinin for more, pawnin off shit tryin to get a little score, pickin up the little bit that fell on the floor got you *****s waitin on verse 4
i get my trees sticky, like i get my bitches. cheese is never picky, like bullets in snitches. like mullets on bitches, i got my own way. so sometimes it switches,but not every day. your so slow but it changes in strange ways. I show patience, thats when you know im blazed. my eyes are sideways, like boys in a daze. back in the day there was no one to trust. dont talk bout us, or well have to bust. you dont have to ask,trust its a known fact. im about my trees,but its the paper i stack. i lay flavor on the track,full of bacon to make it fat. im like diamonds so my build never cracks. my rhymes are crime when i get ill like that. youd be surprised how i could just kill like that. smoke an L and just chill like that. laid back, this rap has options. like young mac dre rapped youll never stop my poppin.
Been out n about, now its time to shout, Let all you fools hear what I'm about, Throwin it out there without a doubt, Smokin on buddha to increase my clout, Take one puff and you know its legit, Get that shwag away, I don't smoke shit, What would you do for another hit? Sling it, steal it, sell your soul, Best watch out, I'm on a fuckin roll, Yeah I keep spittin while I pack this bowl, Santa brought coal cause you got no style, Did you get your rhymes from a walmart aisle? Why you tearin up, hurt by the truth, Your flappin around like your stuck in the booth, dont quit your job or you'll loose that roof, Plus you won't be able to fix that snaggle tooth. I play with you while i spit this rhyme, Yes this is how i spend my time, Now look at your face, ever seen such red? Makin it easy while I stack this bread, Words in my head, bitch in my bed, What I read, I could spit dead, Observe lax's lyrical lead, appreciate the sound aimed at your head.
I don't think that you can handle my vernacular. So don't think im anything less than spectacular. When im attacking you angers never lacking dude. Acting like punk bitch will get you punched quick. You can suck my dick if you don't think im real. Im the best meat you can get so call me veal. Like im made of steel superman without the seal
Please step to the side as I glide by, Movin with such speed i may jus fly, Way up in the sky, floatin like a Hawk, Be easy steppin when your on my block, You been warned, I'm hard as rock, as Big as a flock, as tough as a lock, N yes Im takin stock of whos on my jock. Best keep all your sisters away, After I hit it once she'll be callin every day, Don't wine em, wont dine em, they do what I say, Movin through women like the suns ray, Sittin all day, been sippin on good booze, Couple more shots, oops i lose, Then i'll hafta cruise down to the store, Smoked all my cigs, time for some more, Why you such a bore, whys your girl a whore? Hero number four just hit the floor, won't knows he sore til im out the door, All these other men becoming a chore, Time to chill wit homie, we'll be burnin by the shore.