Serious rappers are clearly just actors they just seem sick cause all of their venerial factors And diseased dicks me im just a serial slacker with a Photoshop diploma that is clearly a masters In a year ill be a doctor hit me up if ur at work after I rape u in a battle rap and ur ass hurts I have percs but honestly you might need a cast first you probably wont even have an ass after that verse Rap slurs fucked up cup fallin backwards with no tats an no rags I don't have to act worst Than I am to buy fans as I glance at rappers with face tattoos who are really just wack nerds Who act like they trap and created the crack a scourge an that's just a laugh they were babies and bastards When crack hit the scene in the 80s and after all these drug ravaged neighborhoods became a disaster zone Where I grew up you screw they blast ur home, or smash ur dome, like gladiators back in rome Nobody got a fuckin car but theyre flashin chrome, in matchin clothes red or blue was the fashion code
THE SILENCE OF GOOD PEOPLE (A song inducted into the National Civil Rights Museum.) It once was asked of Martin Luther King How the progress of rights could be so long coming His answer was not the evil of some But the silence of good people Although we may never arrive in the garden The sin is not in failure, but never starting My silent friend, it is you that I am speaking of Of the silence of good people We, we will not be silent We, we will not be silent We will not be silent Although we have only hearts, bodies, and minds Against guns and clubs, lies and threats and money When the truth is released, each echo comes louder On the voices of good people We, we will not be silent ... I've taken my place on the streets of our land With my sisters and brothers by the tens of thousands And I have sweet hope, because I can hear The rising voices of good people We, we will not be silent ... (C) Zoo Chernos 2014
Burp liquor syrup swigger in the mornin and lunch face twisted like mace in it or takin a punch Stay sick as gays in the aids clinic a bunch of court cases and morgue statements say its his gun Door breakin a born atheist rapin a nun with dark clouds over head while you take in the sun
I dont know if I'm dead already or deaf or deadly or my raps are gay and my name should be right next to nelly I give a fuck swig a cup while im at the deli drink so much I aint eatin think I need an extra belly I'm fuxkin faded and drunk and makin a slut named kelly suck and take it like I'm a rapist without the fuckin yelling Fuckin fuckity fuck an cussin an crushin oxy insuffulation then fuckin hatin like I was a Nazi Pot and poppy and heroin wearin off has got me on some soppy suicidal shit but my glock is cocky Drippin liquor my livers a fuckin kamakazi, sippin sizzurp sicker than Jeffery dahmers hobby
Two new verses: Permanent stand byer turns volunteer Gave chances left not endeard Pathetic with my performance Oh shit, this poor kid, allure quits Pulling me in now It’s the sadomasochist in me That gets this husk of an entity To the mic the pen the pad make it ween At first I’d write and think I’m a five out of four Assuming that if I went and record I’d be the marvel Startle, all Yet all what lately is I’m awful Negative zero self esteem and confidence come off as cringe High off my own pity, been stalking since My light energy left so I go see what she’s up to Another kid and the other’s expecting too Thinking I could take the lead up to The good part Lead up to the good part When I’m content with my ability and I love this again When I impress myself with every pen stroke Till then I fight the need to throw me out the window Best things are free Well it seems I’m ignoring The consequences in a blink I can kill this man I’ve made The self aware blind ape He loves his hobbies He loves nobody He’ll think one negative Then eat tenty pills of sedatives And think five positives failed math, the optimist Whenever I’m peaking I’ll self destruct If feeling cool didn’t feel good I wouldn’t want greatness Fuck my competition, haven’t been livid since Failure to render me inhibited
Y'all say you real but really not like reality shows Talk tough but when it comes to reality no Gun talk like they really let the calibers go But when its it's beef hit the breaks until the calipers blow I'll split your fucking melon like a gallagher show Y'all a buncha mustangs not a Challenger close
Dudisded I'm ghost writing in the whip ghost ride it Drink a couple gallons uh skol brain jump right outta my skull Smack a gal in the throat when I'm outta the smoke Man im
Pay back aint a bitch pay back is a man I get the job done than I'm back to the pan I throw the mask on and were back in japan Fist, palm strike, or the back of the hand eating dead ones through nutrients in the sand I don't cum inside the chick unless I cum with a plan I really am picture perfect and I'm perfectly tan The type to get hot and sweaty roaming around on the land You the type to stay inside and only wish that you can I got a face so pretty like a post op tran Understand this is my life not your life FAN How about you make a song about your life span My land be taken just like Iran I take it back with every single block I ran Number uno, neo, the one made band Haven't be heavy on grasscity since mic anonymous was badtripdan
Ya quality of rap is reaction GIF But people like reaction GIFS So you get a pop off of these latchkey factioned kids The lead handle grips It’s your serve, Immaculate Twelfth story now it’s less oxygen Remorse ponding in Try hard I won’t be normal Shit rhetoric so cordial Get up on that chord and pull At the heartstrings of the bored and full Of themselves, sources bulk lean it out, nigga ordered sulk Venereal diseases on steroids I’m fucking sick Rap voice throat cancer all my clothes an ugly fit Tyler the reanimator Stood up at the lake no see you laters Keys like Ludwig State of mind a loose fit This never gets easier Main virus to lead the germs let go instead I keep a firm Grip on past how are you’s If only all this were a cartoon lost in the feel good of reminiscing Which always doesn’t it lead To me seeing you for the adulterer That you are, fuck this ulcer hurts Through my lifter puller terms Everyone gets to pretend they have an audience Fuck rap, the elements, the culture, forget how Ladi Dadi went How can I respect something I was never a part of Like mouth kissing my girl’s daughter jaw bone locks up Pierce,, rip, then tear through the gristle Yet it’s still your obvious stand point in the middle Between emotion, content, and message I’m conflicted/ Wanna grow up take a seat kid/ Admiring elitist/ I’m like I wanna be them/ Try harder I’m trying too hard Comics feign irritation singers go too far I’m in the middle asking either one to prom Mother said I’d always be a fuck boy Improvement and delusions twisting up antlers My content needing a handler/ For whenever I want to publish he’ll call me a bastard Put it in the trash burn Events ruse had a sad turn Mind fucked myself into thinking I was talented Studies show I’m shit, brought to me by analysts
"I got bars like I'm separating groceries " Chilling like I'm sposed to be 'tween your girls ovaries Green out in the open, breeze by em they ain't over me Catch me on a can of green beans " what's that supposed to mean?" I'm the green giant bitch and you ain't even close to me I'm a big deal my drunken head spins the cause of the Earth's rotary Ancient scholars wrote of me and said id be a dope mc So run and grab your rosary I ring around the Rosie beats Burn em to ashes, think they the man as if.. . they just a buncha hoes to me So deceived they got the game onlock you know I hold the key Blable
Satan's son, fuck god rape a nun dressed as jesus Christ with penis lice an aids in one I'm hotter than a dying toddler in the Cajun sun hotter than the water in your daughters little Asian cunt Flyer than the fire from an a bomb fire like a napalm pyre with a tire on it stay calm
I'm still a genius, I'm still elitist, I'm still the guy hidin nine millimetres on the sides of his penis with a pint an I'm leanin in the the lights of your prius in the nights when I see it I'm still as needed as a high heeled addidis or a man named Baby maybe I'd kill the fetus if I can Fall down and rise like a Phoenix when I stand Illegal as the needle in the sand or a man with his hand on his penis yelling mam have you seen this in the streets while hes reachin in his pants
I rap rabies sick giving fat ladies dick on the side getting high flick a black baby bic and reply when I'm fried as a crack baby gets Pants still sag like a fat ladies tits
Jokes n jokes n jokes Fuck a rap song I'd rather make a crack bong take a hit make a bitch take it in a black thong Rapist getting naked with ur fat mom scrapin up her anus like in rakin in my back lawn TAKE IT Atheist racist with a mask on scream at other white folks tellin them to ACT BLOND while my pants sag grandad sayin thats wrong but I gotta make room for my big black donnngggg Mahhhhhhhhhhhh I dont fuck American chicks, but your girl bumps my shit like some heroin hits Lil kids bump my shit an grow hair on their dicks until I blow up, like some fuckin Arabic kids Derelict, im as arrogant as Marilyn gets until I point out she's got a couple hairs in her tits Smack the air from her lips, an the words from her mouth But she is hotter than a sun burn in the south burping up burboun swerving while I turn in to town Swervin around an hitting every curb in the ground, in a stolen clown car, and I murdered the clown Lulzys
Then this guy at white castle asked for my autograph so I stabbed him with the pen and thoight I shoulda brought a mask
Stay doper than blades on range rovers enraged the take over is set the games over today It bangs over the bass an breaks bones in ur face it ain't over I came to say no one is safe Game over u gays I came over with aids and butt fucked you with my dick coated in mace Open a case an drink till ur broke in a daze smoking the haze an get chips open the lays
Murderous, rap david berkowitz fat naked rapist in a mask made of burka bits Ass rapin patients at the local infirmary currently trying to unwrap their turnicates Dumb actin gun clappin slut slappin certain chicks circumvent workin dicks, thats ur first offense Fuckin dyke ho, I just curse at them first and then I just prove right what theyve heard of men Fuck you, give me head like a turban then burp an then throw up all over my curb again Burboun gin swerve an spin jerk an been lurkin in person binge first and then workin in cursive pen Booooiiiiiii, I rock (Iraq) like Kurdish men, ill even fuck your girl for you, the perfect friend