Hot is something you ain't because I'm the one who reign Keep you on the ropes long as Muhammad and Hussein You pray/prey for some jewels, I'm at the top of the food chain I hold ice around the neck - dawg, it's a Suge thang I got hoods on smash like monster trucks starting up to race Tommy guns have you wig out like Donald Trump's toupee You broad call me carpenter touche, I taught her to screw thangs Brushing up on the wood like George Washington's toothpaste Had to reuse the line cause it was fitting the scheme My spit is so mean, like the Pope this kid on my D Your head off in the clouds like birds traveling south for winter Go to the drawing boards for Art of War, you stay out the picture Sound the blicka till everything waste down is missing And you in an electric wheelchair just to get out the kitchen I'm calling the shots, and homie you just out of liquor Only time you calling shots is "Officer down and injured" Bust out the cage and roar, ready and waging war Decapitate this pork like slaughterhouses lacerating bores Talking hard, but he a chief police officer Smoke him and the pigs he connected too - a team of linked sausages
I'm the best, so supa, a counter storm troopa Grab the microphone, the cape and I swoop ya The villian, call me metal face when it comes to this race whether you got the fat or the spaghetti lace, you ain't ready when it comes to this pace, postin laps like slaps to the face shit I'm against all rappers and I took every place Ya'll stay bumpin like arrhythmia, people say say you aint got heart-they just aint feelin ya You ain't got the handle for straps like a bra on a womans back The tape or rubber tack, I'm the best competitor, the alien to your predator Shoot this spear between your sternum, when I bleed it only makes me burn'em Cast their ashes across the empty black masses while drastically laughin from they lame asses Sit back and swallow L while burning joints, reminsin tossin' back flasks laughing about past action Fire burning through my mind like matches flashes, yet cold like an Alaskan People ask how I got the flow, keep askin, never taking off my mask and them weak rhymes compared to doctor suess When I get on the beat we need to doctor Zeus, Cause I spark the game like I'm franklin, 100 dollar bills and I'm bankin Not Duncan,yet I'm off the glass coughin again, a crazy ass blazed as hell, it's in my organelles, I'm trapped within this hazy cell Taught the devil to play the fiddle, kobe to dribble, and all ya'll to riddle with the rhyme, cast a spell I'm lost in time Endless
yo, What if i just straight up motherfuckin murdered you, put a bullet in a barrel as ya head pulls it through, I aint threatenin you dude im f***ing serious if you cant preceive this shit you must just be delirious psyco, dismember ya in front of ya family just to make you a fan of me fake a death like socraties n slit ya in half like an apostrphe keep ya body in a box with me, fed ex it so it rots in peace ya family begs n pleads but theres no grave to grieve come on, aint it evident the evidence maleficent and im to intelligent youll never identify elements of skelitons im hesitant to confess my sins to a specialist next thing i know im the resident of a psychopathic settlement you can say what you want but my skills insane if i fall of my pedstial the wole world bursts into flames cuz im bringing hell with me and my own decree of the catastrophe that brings casualties to the calvery to fight every nationallity in actuallity the stratigy is to tragically destroy the f***ing galixy and take em back to hell with me in the end you lose its clear to see come on one lonely soul battle me!
my llama might hock a hollow right through your head and leave ya noggin fried living in the closet like monsters and spin the bottle nights wetting broads up the same time you got into water rides this toddler was sipping bottles when I got into mommies thighs droppin by your job at 5, pulling up and stop the ride walk into mcdonalds and give you a fist of dollar fries mac 10 is my Bonnie bride, now you gotta watch as Clyde give his wife a cock and make a full-blown homicide I'm the zodiac killer with hardest cyphers written wanted signs are infamous, mind is militant, missiles hit my brain clouded, darkened skies and quaking Richter shifts this bitch finna need plate tectonic slides just to get the drift poppin flies - Mark McGwire hitca chin with carbon fibre pistol grips shooting by these principles - I Columbine-Virginia him my presence gave growth to the heart inside of Mister Grinch like Gerald fighting prison bids you a law abiding citizen so quit talking like a little bitch, I don't dig the behavior that's your nature? slap yourself, do my pimp hand a favor I won't just box you up, man I gift wrap for Satan these swift jabs sweep you off ya feet like witch transportation
Bad bitch, pussy wet, surf Got that dog chow yall could get served Every one out here hungry we malnourished So everywhere I go I keep that heater like a furnace My big homie got that pole bigger than Timmy Turner He quick to go dumb, somebody call the coroner Blue A Two Fifteens, 223s, mad weed, NYC Off broadway, shoot at you in broad day Where you always got to learn the hard way Where all my homies cook up raw yay Turn that out and slang that shit for like 9 days Teeth glisten like pall wall Whip the dex with the raw Triple beam it, bundle up Hit public housing with all the homies Let that shit off, feelin like tony An If he fuck with my homie Ima prolly catch a body All my bitches act snobby, spending money like a hobby Out in the concrete jungle with the snakes and the rats Quick to strip your cash quick the second you turn ya back Y'all could get clapped, now lay flat I'm back, young cat with haze tucked in a backpack With that bitch with a fat ass With too faced makeup and mac Get your nails done and hair did makeup and eyebrows on fly shit At the mall shuttin shit down just stuntin Got that freebase in my jaw, watching for the law I know they wanna see me fall All I wanted was to ball
Laughin at you zodiac, you for real the hardest copy cat When my ABStract contract you be leaving shitty like feces out my ass tract You ain't in accord with harmony, might as well rap the cord cause I'm laughin at you trying to tie me You got the lips of a preacher, the soul of a worn out sneaker Lines more shot than a miserable tweaker, asshole more blown out than my schools PA speaker Get rolled up like sleeves, and threaded up like a sieve, you hanging from your downfall like a last leave You need steroids Mr. McGwire to fly this much higher, catchin ya on the fall like an astroid Stomach hurtin from the anabolics, here's an alkaloid You're beggin to trade places like Dan Akroyd, fucking wrecked'em(rectum) like hemorrhoids, boy oh boy that's ass rape Dis chimp getting mounted by a Blue Ape, banana your favorite, now tell me who ate? Talking about baseball, I own home plate, sweep your ass across the grass, you passed too late Fuck your pistol grips, I'm known to kick verses like a roundhouse flip, Paint the theater a red Aurora, I ain't missin the flick, 12 for 12 I ain't missing a hit OR I go to the LAND, Oh I ain't missing a Pulse Laughin at the carnage, while droppin the empty cartridge, karma is a bargain and I'm here to harvest the garbage Loathin in my scarlett garments, eyeing for more targets, these bitches gonna need silver tips or some garlic To finish what the Devil started
This loud mouth bitch betta bow down quick Or take a round house kick or some rounds from a clip No firepower there - BLAOW, take that, MacGyver Nobody know who u r, see a name tag provider Wearing this pussy out before caveman attire Push u to the side then whip up the rest like laid back recliners You better learn to step like it was rain dance inspired Or you find yourself tied down to a train track alignment And u can punch a bag, but does it punch u back? Never When your hands do the talking, it's puppet hand gestures Take Son of Sam measures, its how I understand pleasure U get caught in the cross fire like drunken Klan members Still becoming a man like a fuckin transgender And I know u got a couple fag friendships The type that make u feel like an oreo inside You liked women until u gotta Maury Show surprise Sorry bro, it's life and it this shorty blow a pipe? It's not a gat when he blows ya brains through the wall - u got the glory hole in mind
dirty sprite, double cup Spanish bitch, bubble butt Put that dick up in her guts She a super slut, uh Dolce and gabana, LV, Gucci Ysl and jimmy choos Go good with that juicy Tall dark stilettos, I love it when she where those I'll slide in like real quick she'll be bouncin on my dick She'll like the way I flip it She'll love the way I spit it She'll love that I'm with the shits Soulja boy that hoe Ima super fuck that bitch Switch up with a new flow Im with A Rod im with Rondo And I'm a shooter like lebron tho Most of this shit goes over your head try me and you could catch lead Fuck what they said I am the best and you're both bellow me I was raised off bread and bolagna I will g check your big homies Don't act like you know me Got hitters with me, jim thome Or Toby McGuire You fakin hoe you a liar Mind sharper than briars Down for la familia, im a rider My diamonds shine brighter Spit fire like a bic lighter Call you fake bitches out like an umpire I'm dumb high I really am Shootin shit like Yosemite Sam Rhyming shit like green eggs and ham Throwbacks Real bitch, fake ass Shake that Puff, pass Choke, gag For a Gucci bag Give me dome for a new iPhone Duffle bag in the couch Time to cash out I'm out
This guy only raps about dicks, backwards type of guy he loves living in shit He was all about LBGT, like "this my type of clique" We know you like to bottom, enough already, shove the finger up yo ass like real life did to Freddy You suck foam from the tip, and no- not a beer that's heady Neighborhoods fluids run through you like an aqueduct This guy used to living on his knees like he trying to stop a hockey puck Listen honky fuck, any verse you spit I put it out like a firetruck Your DC get ate up by AC, bitch you thunderstruck This fawn think he can buck, hate it when loose lipped bitches run amok Spit a verse, set the Forrest on fire and now Bambi stuck Eyes split open, left like a skeleton Throw the bones in water and melt this fool into gelatin I'm a venomous specimen dishing out the lethal medicine You're the end and I'm the genesis, sega out this bitch your super flow ain't no comparison You sittin in the dark, and I'm lightin up like Edison You rap about dicks because you got too much estrogen
You the wackest here, so I can't give you respect now Talking about how I bone and how I'm dicking the men down This mad dawg beat up more pussy than Stimpy and Rens house You bringing old skeletons to the surface like diggin for reptiles You like dinosaurs? Watch me deliver this next round I son this thread so I'm about to hit him like step childs Swinging on him, baseball bat Mitchell and Ness style I'll go brawn ta soar his head far from his body for sticking his neck out Em and Nas give me hall of fame deliberations So you Envy'n tha god - no Charlemagne considerations Must be hammered on the rock like convicts slaved in British cages So you better bow down to me - namaste intimidation Only links to heavy rounds u have r ball and chain configurations These voters don't feel ur acting like Ronald Reag administration Got bullets Rick-a-Shayne'n like zombie plague just hit the nation You shocked by these verses - who here can operate defibrillators?! And you talked more about dick in that verse than I ever did That light work was your best work like Thomas Edison
Same whack ass 2 by fours, homie I'm starting to get board Nailed your ass to the cross and you still want more? I'll ace your ass in one shot, like I'm callin "FOUR" Theres a tiger in these woods but ain't nothing to my Tyrannosaur Talk about reptiles but you can't see in the drastically dark Around here, nikkkas get eaten up like lawyers in Jurassic Park It's real Iron out here man, no need for Tony Stark Mad rounds per minute like a CD disk You on your last lap, all I hear is the skip A true Raider, beating this boy with the whip Popular culture punchlines is all you really got You at the end of line, might as well tie yourself the knot Plaxico yourself, doctor with the shot You started off hot and descended into luke warm To put it quite simply, you need to weather the storm Whether you bring it or not, stony gonna gonna swiftly perform Yo, funny shit though man, that rick'a'shanin(richochet) I've used before in one of my writtens. All the shit I write on here is on the spot. I'm gonna go smoke up and get a fade, I'll write some better shit. Keep coming with those verses though!
thanks yo, like ur shit too. I give these verses like 20-30 min prep time but ima prolly try some on the spot stuff
I'm doing it all on the spot too I'm not used to writing it out so it's weird. I'll try to do battle raps but I don't really like battle rap. Fuck you, fuck your mother And your mothers mother I could tell from the jump ya both gay for each other Talkin bout dicks and spittin on the the tip To each his own, bstroke Different strokes for different folks But I just can't get passed the fact Your rhymes are childish and ya flo is wack Pull back, blast, closed casket I go on forever I can't be outlasted I'm everlasting, the most combative So fuck your corny rhymes an your velociraptors More unstable than a nuclear reactor Born maverick, born a bastard drug addict, I was born savage I'm in 1st place, like it's a race Fuck with me wrong and you could lose your face My diagnosis was a case of serious psychosis I talk shit like halitosis Ima pull up on your and traffic, say what's up to Moses Send you to the grave with a dozen roses Colder than Alaska in winter when it frozen Done How long they got to be?
Shit man, with those punchlines I'd hope it took you at least 20 minutes haha. When I read your stuff, it comes out like Big L in my head, those smooth punches. Keep it up "Ask Beavis bitch, I get nothin' but head" -Big L
Check it Some of my friends still poppin pills, I often feel as if i've lost the will, I fall in love they fallen ill, My lines online, there lines are in these dollar bills, My house smells like a pot field,but i'm a scholar still, I can make arrangements to send you on vacation to satan, or maybe mars space station, Work it out like it's your occupation, These rounds have got you by the finger like an engagement My punches hit hard, your whole style be needing face lifts And this shit my actual profession This a magical progression You gonna need a line of protection when i'm coming for ya possessions because i'm out my mind like astral projection, Santa i got a bag full of presents for these peasants with only half of my presence i embelish a whole dynasty You get a flying knee why you dine in greece on wine and cheese, you a dying breed I wander if i'll ever get to die in peace, they fucking lie to me I tell myself i'm fine and breath even with these demons inside of me and we play hide n seek like twice a week i think i need to try n sleep But i keep having bad dreams of a bad bein- being brand king, I got mad steez Aristotle when i think but caustic when i speak, I'm possibly a beast,probably leave your body in the streets deceased Impossible to beat i don't even know defeat, a freak in the sheets pull the sword up out the sheath and skeet skeet Wolf shearing several sheep, never peeking what i peep, Echelons is what i've reached, Tequila with the lime squeeze Niburi is where you find me, nirvana in my high beams I am you times three, i will die when i find peace (chance- kush)
Pull up in traffic, could end up tragic Psychopathic, acting drastic, reeking havoc Hit you with the semi automatic Leave you in a casket, cause a panic Now I got you dumbfounded, astounded I should have never been doubted, weed loud like it shouted Flip packs, count it, change surroundings Brought that shit to your face and you swore that you was clownin Never been around him, I avoid lame hoes I'm the greatest, unopposed, I suppose Blowin Os, aim at your nose, colder than froze Just wait til I catch that tempo, and go mental This wasn't coincidental or accidental, detrimental shoot til my wrist sore, got a pistol Thinking you can beat me, your thinking is wishful All your shots are superficial Your mind is on me, my mind is on my fiscal I spit this shit right, from my mind My styles refined, act unkind Inclined to believe I'm the mastermind behind the rhymes BStrokes the type to get his gender reassigned And then ask me to put my dick in his behind, but never mind Back to StoneyBaloney, Rhymes so phoney Run up in the ceremony, leave you holier than matrimony Put you in the cemetery, sure to beat any adversaries Colder than Alaska in February All my lines are legendary, all my thoughts are monetary Go all out if you want a war, like the military I got this whole shit planned out like an itinerary Free all my homies up at the penitentiary All your flows are childish, elementary My flows are extraordinary, you getting buried I'm here to cause your terror You made a critical error, you can't repair warfare, it's unfair, why we had to take it there You and me we don't compare Aim it at your facial hair, say your prayers I give your bitch facials, we work on her skin care We could meet up anywhere, I'm impaired, totin that hardware, it's your worse nightmare Bring that shit to your front door, couple people from El Salvador, that's super poor Dinero make em do shit that's uncalled for Leave you flat on the floor boards, Make me get blood on these concords
You just mad cause you can't you flow steady Rollin up the endo A bad bitch with her pants low You know she love to change the tempo got a bout a hundred styles this is uno I'm the taste you've been craving dank weed amazing Roll blunt after blunt this my payday rotation don't fuck with my squad cause we all super sayin we over 9000 your spittin were sprayin ain't got no worries up in this bitch I'm golden never see my cards not foldin phony rappers nock em down like bowlin strike em out when I'm writing with a pen no white out got a bad bitch on my dick right now pull the hammer back click clack pow blow your mind with a hot style I've been on my game spittin heavy goin hella wild you been on you lame shit old flows hella mild That was an old freestyle I wrote down and recorded Sent from my iPhone using Grasscity Forum
Slicker than goose shit Hardheaded motherfucker / Rude shit Destined for fame and I ain't deluded Rooted in the beats, ear to the streets Every cat's got to eat, fuck the HEAT Trump born rich, he ain't ever wanted... He don't give a duck about poverty relief goldmanSachs makes out like a thief For every pound an ounce of kief Mad boozy, never bourgeoisie I stay straight, down-to-earth, never douchey Spit minerals: Diamond, Emerald, Ruby I got the mad hookup: FEAR ME!!! Adventures of Link, Never cooked Crack in my sink Skunk smoke, purp syrup enriched drink Catch me in the A.M., more elusive than the Missing Link
Ill come at you swinging coffee pots and pudding pops pizza rolls (ones way too hot!) And some poopy plops my poodle drops That I stuffed inside this streudal box Fuck I'll give the hose again if you don't stop we ain't bras again don't lose your top You ain't frozen in the crews old spot