What are you Dr. Suess? Do you drink smurfberry juice? You rhymed me with see I bet you even like the show Glee Among critics you are panned You're rhymes so crap you should be banned
If you wanna fuck with Gooseman you got another thing coming, I'll pull out my gat and send you little punks runnin' When I spark up that blunt and pass that shit 'round Guaranteed you're lightweight ass will straight up hit the ground 'Cause I'm Gooseman, superhero of these threads. And if any you fools try running your mouths you're sure to turn up dead. That was literally the first time I tried writing a rap.
Been listening to Eminem a lot today, guess I just got the flow in me from listening to all that rap. Of course, I only listened to his two best albums; Slim Shady LP and The Marshall Mathers LP. Ah, childhood memories...
sir bagel bout to set the bar for u rookies i chop up the dough and leave scars on ur cookies i clog up the flow like pampers on a pussy send amprage through your hoody have u scramblin like a wookie you cant skip this rhymin lesson even if u playin hookie rappers not shit and yall just plain up tushy scanner gats prime detection shoot and turn u into mushy
Yo ima fuck yo bitch, steal your foutunes, slash your tires and give yo bitch an abortion a bad motherfucker with the will to kill a bitch, im fuckin yours till that cunts eyes twitch, yo mom on my dick, yo sista on my dick, i got more swag then the wu tang click, remember my name bitches blazethatgreen, i fucked yo dog and yo couch and everything in between life fucked niqqa !!!
Y'all rappers think your sick But you all sound like lil pricks. So suck my dick. Yall think your I'll? I'll fuck you in the ear till your brains fall out and spill. I drink till I'm puking, the room starts spinin, and all i wanna do is fuck women. Ya girls on my dick while I'm smokin on some stick. Sick.
Yeah...some man stick you fucking tiny dick hick from the back woods thinking your rhymes are sick. Get the fuck back to bein a fag, and quite tryin to spit some rhymes like the jizz that you snag, all you are is nothing but a punk ass bitch niqqa, so leave before i make the end of your life come quicka
Yo all of you bitches be bitchin like mah mama and i'm the goddamn black ass president obama so listen to my rules and obey the leader cuz i got a big ass dick the size of a meter yeah thats right my rhymes be like bank go to your mom's pussy and harvest all tha dank bitch this aint no prank, i smoke and i drank and i fucked yo sista in her @$$
I missed every last word you said, Couldn't make it til the end And if this kid is crazy then he's steppin to a veteran It's evident I'm better than these single-rhymin rappin fools Who actin cool but ask them who, Guru is -- only shrugs ensue So what's the use? It's nothing doing, Pegged with lines to show improvement Often do it, They misuse it, Get all defensive, Can't defuse them Enamor blueprints, Ignore the fees cause if you wanna battle me I'll leave you beat, raped and bodied harder than Othello be -- -- Drop the heat -- Scratchin like voices on the radio, I know they never play me so I write this for myself as I excel cause music's scared to grow In area, Hysteria, My verbal type's malaria That carries ya to hell and back like runningbacks fake wildcats My idol's rap, An idle fact, Pollution causin gaseous lapse The righteous path, An abstract act that's pushin all the limits passed We're in it's grasp, Consumerism, Conscious thought and euphemisms The truth is risen in the system, The system's dead but youth's existin On its way to save the world, Noah's ark with animals I'm used to eatin Danimals but now I'm damnin stranger things Like who's important, Managing? This type of shit is angering Since planking me, I'm diving deep, Drowning fast beneath the sea What can you see, It's new to me, Atlantis lives where creatures breathe To mock our world so easily, It makes me think we're really free From politics and logistics, and everything that compliments Improper stints from governments that make us think we're troubled kids That love the gifts we're promised with if we close our eyes and ears It's everything we wanna fear, But fear the truth is never near I'm under here to plot a movement, Cease the trauma, Find improvement Time is movin, Hungry students, Feed the world with honest blueprints Honor students often do it, But they fail to pass the test They snatch the best opportunities, Before they lack the steps No luck I guess, The trying depths are catching me in overhead Still knowing then I'm holding them to secrets held like paper thin I'm aiming when the time is right, This shit don't happen overnight I know it's right, I hold the light to free us all from oversight And hopeless nights, You toss and turn, The radio plays Howard Stern And hours burn as you realize, We're trapped in this, October Sky