Songwriting is very fun. Gas man came/ Fix the gas/ Won't light up/ Get the grass/ Everything's moving fast/ Everything's moving fast/ She wants love and the cash/ Jimmy Neutron gotta blast/ The best way to do it is to have a mixture of listening to a lot of music lyrics and follow that. Also have fun and just pretend you're one of those crazy musicians who make cool shit.
Burnout , my brain's created so many new neural pathways That that last line got lost for a year a half , made Its way to this grass page, I'm going back to my past ways Id rap about my life but cant remember the last day
I found peace of mind, from finding a piece of iron and blowing a piece of mind outta mine like, the Devil's dine, there aint no piece of pie left somebody call the pizza guy better yet just hit the store grab the doe make my own and don't be feeding me no Jesus lines I'm... a fucjing psycho, like a tornado, hurricane and a cyclone had on orgy oh my wow how deep am I!? Deep enough to pee in cups pee fulla drugs tell my po to drink it up and still get the job.. I'm hired great now what week am I in! How weak am I shit.. weak enough to be in cuffs, beat the fuzz out the fuzz and get hit by a speeding truck and still clock in to the belly of the beast in time um
Lost it again, lost it again, brain tossed in a bin I'm the boss of the binge Now I ain't that bad I don't knock the syringe But I'm smoking snorting popin drinking droppin the Cid um Fuck it, like stupid took a dump I'm a dumb shit Probably from the huffin gasoline as a young kid Probably triple Cs or triple stacks or the trumpets Probably all the skunk lit, probably not Probably all the xannies beat my brain like a drum stick All these liquor bottles head hollowed like a pumpkin Dmt, dxm, LSD I'm peaked again Ate so many mushrooms called my new bitch princess peach again Got So many demons got a legion I aint beatin them "You say life is such a bitch why don't you leave er then" I'm just resting in the trees like a beavers dam
Nobody post on this shit.... I get high, oh that's original Three dimensional like I rap in digital Never look back and my last peripheral Staring down a barrel it's a graphic visual Massive blitz is full to mask the pivotal Gassed I'm hitting bowls like I'm mad at dinner Shit I quit everything but this cause shit that's for quitters Cold fucking world man you have to shiver And this is florida we don't even have a winter So I come with that flame even past September Rabbits hole I had to enter like I'm neo blowing hash to embers Y'all Dorothy's not in Kansas you won't last the bender Getting bent like that bastard Bender , in the lab with the grass I enter Like a botanist Step in lava bitch you still ain't as hot as this Eat a rapper like I'm a hungry hungry ass hippopotamus Deep with it I read this shit the level hits the bottom quick Whether era or the trees you know have the hottest Piff Alright alright... ... .... .. I'm done lol
Hit it and quit it, this weed I hit and forget shit Not a dollar shell be lucky if it's dick and then Netflix Wife beater on and I'm hitting the next chick Like I'm a wife beater I should be getting arrested Fuck, shit the day that she'll be getting a Lexus Even if I had it Id be using it to pick up Alexis Shit I just wanna see how her neck is Gave here ass some pearls when she said get her a necklace
So totally in love, she fits me like a glove, other girls come and go, but this one is amazing yo, strong, powerful, beautiful and delicious, she's always a double plus, her beauty is nothing short of perfection, so happy I made this selection, cards on the table and I'm showing hearts, can't stand to be apart, heartbreakingly beautiful, astounding and free, always gonna say 143, can't wait to make her my wife, afterall she already is my life.
Wreaking havoc on pussys, turning pink ones brown. /I harvest when nuggs crown, select. Bullets to the face if you bitches disrespect.// in retrospect, fuck a bullet I break a niggas neck.
I can show ya'll some dark shit, I'm like Richard Dawkens, Fuckin' Steven Hawking when I spit, Genius in the midst of littered-garbage, This Fuckin Rap Game's Retarded, pisses me-off uh, I can fuck fetty's trap queen with no hands, leave a owned im-a-tramp-stamp on this bitch's toned-probed, broke-ass, I'm the motherfucker ya'll are hiding from, the sneaky Nomad, Going in-alleyways, Ready ta throw-hands, I'mma psycho, sadistic a maestro, Get me my Nyquil, Maybe some Hy-Dro, I live ina-Silo, Eatin' up bibles, This is Grimey Rap, amplified to satisfy a sideshow, Fuck the 9-5 I'd rather testify, Improvise all that I know, Leave the rest behind, I left it in the bio..
Mm. It's the sacrilegious schism and I'm back once again Chasing off the wack rappers spitting shit they ain't in Talking all this and all about hydro and the Po In real life we all now you're an average fucking joe 9-5 is how you living and you pull over for cops If you posted up in any hood best believe you'd be popped You buy fucking NyQuil and you're bragging that shit? No promethazine no codeine and you're thinking you lit? Stop it. From the 504 all the way to the 832 you're gonna be eating up some bibles after the hood fucks you dude. You're a psycho? You all right bro? I think your delusional. I'm bout to spit some sick shit Wack niggas ain't used to Psycho is having rotted meat in the brain Psycho is just one tiny step from insane Psycho is chopping up your body parts just for fun Boiling your meat for stew with a side of buttered buns Psycho is riding up to your house late at night Making sure you're asleep, cutting out all the lights. Psycho is creeping through your house making noise, you can't see me but best believe I'm packing some toys Psycho is bashing your fucking skull in the wall, dragging your limp lifeless body down the dark quiet hall. Psycho is chaining you up in your damp dark basement, and finding more toys around the room that we can both stay and play with Psycho is when I'm done all I'll do is let you go, you'll never speak about it. And No will ever know. The difference between you and me is I feed off of fear, I feel the weaknesses in the air and it puts me in gear. The Shadow queen, flipping through game magazines, watching you sleep, don't make a peep, gone off promethazine. Goodnight. LOL don't be offended or anything guy, I only battle rap. And it's been a while. Sent from my iPhone using Grasscity Forum mobile app
@SaitouMichiko Ahaa its all good..battling is always fun Flippin' game magazines, while I'm craftin a tape Untamable N baked ill fuckin' show you your fate, Say you know-psycho? Your no-psycho, You the type to hop on top of Albinos, Fuckin' Nasty N Vile, Spittin' like a raspy-faggot fulla trashy-snappy typos, I'm posted up in the Heights, You holdin' up in the suburbs, Prolly rollin' up stuffers, Got your food full in cupboards, I'm peepin' out windows, at 1 o'clock in the night, Checkin 4 carlights outta my slumber, Left hand grippin' a knife, Its a different culture-here we medicate to stay-right, My brains gettin sick, You actin' hard over night, I spit it how it is, This soul is fuckin' sacrificed, uh e
@SaitouMichiko Ahaa its all good..battling is always fun Flippin' game magazines, while I'm craftin a tape Untamable N baked ill fuckin' show you your fate, Say you know-psycho? Your no-psycho, You the type to hop on top of Albinos, Fuckin' Nasty N Vile, Spittin' like a raspy-faggot fulla trashy-snappy typos, I'm posted up in the Heights, You holdin' up in the suburbs, Prolly rollin' up stuffers, Got your food full in cupboards, I'm peepin' out windows, at 1 o'clock in the night, Checkin 4 carlights outta my slumber, Left hand grippin' a knife, Its a different culture-here we medicate to stay-right, My brains gettin sick, You actin' hard over night, I spit it how it is, This soul is fuckin' sacrificed, uh e
You say I got typos but steady posting shit twice And you right. I'm well off and I sleep through the night. No knife grippin no night pissin no need to be scared Because they know itd be a mistake to run they ass up in here In America, knives, no threat, they don't do shit. Stab me once I'll grab my pistol and shoot off your dick How sick. You spit it how it is? Oh you spit it how you live? You sound broke and disheveled. Like a depressed little kid. I medicate to get lit you medicate for dumb shit, you feel paranoid so sit back and take a good hit. It's alright love, yea your soul is sacrificed huh? What you gave it up to be broke by the window with a knife bruh? But I'll give it to you, go ahead, tell me what music you listenin to, giving you these ideas that you are obviously into. Now I've been through, you say your brains getting sick. The only thing sick around here is your pimple covered dick. Oh and Next time you decide to sacrifice your shit, sacrifice it to an entity with more benefits. -SS Sent from my iPhone using Grasscity Forum mobile app
Entitys are the enemy, N I'm the antichrist, Twisted as fuck-sadistic, shit you spit is light, I'm rollin dice with my life, you out doin' kiddie shit, Prolly flyin' kites with the minister, I'm blowin' loud, gettin' sinister, Someone stop me now, before I get rough with this bitch N her, Insults? More lika dulled-gulp offa mimicker, Flowers round your head fraud, your avatar shows you-a whimper'r, Not where you belong-dog, My jaws mowin' ta finish ya, Run-up in your house with a sawed off, all loaded up lika minutemen, Stickin-up, while you kickin' bold at my middlemen, Damn right this soul is sold bitch, I chose to breath in the slums, I'm watchin out the window cause I'm simply needin some fun, Feastin' on nuns, greiving, bleedin' N grunts, Speaking in toungues, You well off cause your boy-toy's needin to cum, I'm reapin' these puns, Your equal to a peice of my dogs shit, pathetic fuckin' scum..
Lol nice, I quit. I'm in another battle on the rap battle thread, you should go over there mate. Edit: actually I'll probably come back later and continue it lol. Sent from my iPhone using Grasscity Forum mobile app
Sick of the way that you work until your life is over some will pic up mics and rhyme until the limelight shines right over hovers over you and makes another focus to just hocus pocus give you so much money till it's overdue. Some are working through the stress and they remain a mess keep estimating make the best of it it's frustrating it's your painting if you make mistakes keep changing it keep aiming motivating it, hold up wait a minute, this isn't definitive is it to fiddle with it and widdle these little riddles the middle of life seems a black sacrifice will suffice, Never could I understand what is love, love is life. Sent from my SM-G930W8 using Grasscity Forum mobile app
Ain't done a freestyle in awhile, no better time than now, y'all should take a bow, cuz I be the dyke that errone like, my verses reign harder than the third reich, just saying things that come into my brain, forgive me if I sound insane, or if it's too plain, thoughts running faster than a train, OK that last rhyme was lame, I should pick up my game, don't wanna be rappin' like a washed up idiot, or be having words that sound like they came outta my butt...
"mental window blurry as a bitch, still, lookin out it" Used to be an angel on my shoulder but I, shook it out it So much crack off of this mobile ,like, I'm cookin out it Coming off the top, this isnt fire I just, shook the mountain Thought I found a way to live forever so I, took the fountain But the effect was more Confucius why I do this man I, grew a thousand Years 40 forty times quicker do the figures man I'm , through the valley Brown bagged boos in alleys, y'all some bitches the crew is Valley You're too Mali, I'm too Talib, I'm Never Dead but Doom has me Smoke so much mf green it's like the dude in Cali Alright I got nothing... i got nothing
Im the drunken master like .. I mean alcohol's my fuckin master Cracked the whip and so I drunk it faster Now I'm a drunken bastard, I crashed the whip Hollowed out, this liquor burning like a pumpkin latern Fuck I can never have enough, And you can take that last line back because I never had a fuck Out the fucking bottle like I never had a cup Look like a bum I swear I'm lookin like i never had a buck Throwing up, growing up they said to never grab a slut Learned my lesson, I kick em out quick they cant even grab their stuff I'm married to the liquor but you know she likes to watch Shit she arranged the meeting course she loves it she's a thot And I think... no I can't think you know I really think I'm lost And when she's finished up with me shell find another fool to boss
Green monster, Piff look like Street's Blanka kick like E. Honda I need a giant come up, found a connect I'm jacking the bean stock an Wait wait wait wait.... Fiend contra, Brittany and Bianca I'm beyond the, reach of the god of Your understanding so tell god I'm not the one to be boxed with Breach of peace with everything that he thought of I could think of puppies I swear and you'd see hundreds of bears with missing cubs, some mean mammas I need ganja, you should be Huffin the air that he cough up I hear a beat and I aspire to be Dahmer Eh Ehhhhhhhhh