alright this is how you do it i rap then u take it of were i left of from ok lets go: Yo yo i smoke weed fuck u indeed take a puff and wath the smoke swril fuck the world pot head yes indeed fuck the deeds
that\'s it? that\'s all you got? if you put a little more effort into a good freestyle, with some sort of beat, i\'ll make you look WEAK!!
see that tells me u aint from the hoods. In the hoods u dont need a beat. What i was tring to do over here was make a rap circle. Aight
uhh.. By some sort of beat i\'m referring to the lack of rythm when i read it. i don\'t know how we\'re all gunna rap to a beat over the internet. and i didn\'t know you were going for the rap circle effect. when i saw freestyle i immediately assumed it was a battle. cause no, i\'m not from the hood, and we don\'t have rap circles around here, but i lay that shit down when we got some sick beats. i\'ll post later today.
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a rap, a rap, a rap, rap rap a rap, a rap, a rap, cat nap! Get rappin with it HOOOOO!! Get rappin with it HEEEYYYY!!
blocko licks lukes nuts and slaps his butt makes my upchuck my gut what a shmuck nah im messing don be stressing its not you, its your mom im addressing sittin on my dick shes slowly caressing with ranch dressing nothin else rhymes with essing so fuck that syllable im unkillable you\'re grillable rollin stoned through the hood i got the goods wait i misunderstood.. im just a piece o white trash trying to black someone gimme a smack go! attack! w/e im talkin out my ass its brass and fulla glass oop! theres a joint, puff and pass im outta grass dry as a nuns box slinger\'s outta stock he smokes rocks look it the clock its almost tomorrow.. i need a walk seeya later fellas, sry luke sry block(o)
2 blunts at the same time get to a studio and write some rhymes smokin time lets hit the bong let our shit go up in smoke like cheech and chong watchin athf after we\'ve blazed we get 2 ounces and spark that haze we bake out a shed just like killhits we bounce back home and cop some zips all alone with nothin to smoke im feelin like i need to toke so peace out all my stonin friends ill smoke you out inside my six series benz
You don\'t even see me as I roll up top With my hand on my pipe, eyes peeled for cops. I got a lighter, green, with the safety pried off Soon I\'ll be eating pizza like a fucking pig in a trough My eyes blaze red as I blaze the green, I\'m in another world if you know what I mean I\'m just off for a well-deserved vacation With my bud and my bong and a little percolation Now I\'ve gotta wrap it up like a Black and Mild Driving down the street blasting \"Born to be Wild\".
Im gonna really flare this thread up p.s this is just one verse to a song im working on and its definitely not the best one but i dont want people stealing my best shit and making money off of it Im writing this 3rd verse im nervous i wont finish this ill burst i have an extreme thirst to be the first rap artist wit certain qualities like honesty and being modest but honestly i wish i could have met tupac before he got shot i stock glocks like collectors items run up in my closet and hide em for the cops come in and kick down the door gleefully my evil is equal to them deceitful people who steal your weed just when you got your back turned i think that ive earned the right to take a break dont mistake my ache for not being broke as bad enough to resorting to sell coke i aint excactly poor but i aint really rich i\'ll kick the shit out of you just for being a bitch and poppin shit till yo wrists get slit and my soul is cold when im smoking bowls
All these fools dont know how to flow cant even open there mouth cause it smells like a sloppy joe that name here is Artesia to the B but then you got dirty cats such as blocko with HIV best believe im not examining your ball with that nasty herpie Im not here for the talking of the shit but please man, battle me and ill pop you like a pussie zip no need to get loud cause were chillin at the city they should make a new clan called the big titty committee I would like to see some stoner girls post a pic but best believe if its a fat chick it will make me sick Smoke a blunt and my body feels nice im not a cheap ass cop on that wack show called Miami vice Right now im not even in L.A., more like a vacation next time you post a freestyle get that dick outta your mouth like its marilyn manson masterbation
quote:Originally posted by weeddog see that tells me u aint from the hoods. In the hoods u dont need a beat. What i was tring to do over here was make a rap circle. Aight ------------------------------------------ yo wat up man i dont usually post and shit but this some funny stuff man.... \"hoods\" man u aint never seen no mathaf*ckin hood boy i bet u live in the suburbs aint never had to worked a day in yo life man u no u real sad boy real sad aint tryin to disrespect or nothin playa but that shit needded to be said
heheh alright yo yo im adam and im rapping real cool smoking a big fat joint by the pool when my bud comes says you got a g? i said well thats some shit just let me see so i checked my pockets checked my bag my buds gettin impatient whats this some sort of gag? i told him no man but ive lost my chron i had it before but now its totally gone so i jumped up and i looked around i looked on my seat i looked on the ground and as you can guess it was nowhere to be found how stoned you gotta be to lose a whole pound so i thought hey i know where we can score if you throw some money down i could get some more from i guy i know said he hooks up fat now if only i could \'member where he was at? so i sat down thought long and hard while buddy waited with me playing some cards and it hit me oh man im dumb if they werent stuck too me man id lose my thumbs i still got my weed its right over here you see i put it in my cooler instead of my beer so he pulled out a wad of cash threw it on the table and said i wanna smoke that so we sat down and before too long we smoked the ice cold pound straight out of my bong
uhh.. uh uh uh uh wha wha.... mic check one two... check it i\'ll break down this thread with my nine in hand decked out in phat farm smoking contraband potheads dont get up dont even try to stand and dont even try to rap cus your beats are bland i know... stoned as fuck staring at your hands you are paranoid, your running from the man you cant get away its time to make a stand and take our freedoms back with our blunts in hand
check it give it up for me and my krew, this is how we do, puffin up 2 fer you, grabbin up the mic as if it was the pipe, i be blazin up the stage, droppin these rhyms is just a phase, for my real passion lies (hearin all sorts a cries) in the 4 string vibrations, givin you a new sensation, kinda like that kind bud i heard you was token, puff puff SLIP! its broken, shattered all over the floor, its aight, its from the kid next door. slappin out the licks chillin in the new kicks, yo... do ya wanna buy some nicks? i think im gunna choke, do ya really wanna poke? ill make this whole world go up in smoke.