The GC Rap Battle Tourney?

Discussion in 'General' started by ZerO Stay Tokin, Feb 16, 2007.

  1. What ever happened to it?

    I know i was in the finals w/ some one else, i forgot who...
     
  2. I rhyme to pass the time...
     
  3. You dont want to battle me, im the mvp
    yeah im new to grasscity but i aint new to the streets
    and im not new to the beats, i been producin for weeks
    months, years, from good to bad, laughin to sheddin tears
    crackin skulls cause my tongue is a spear, no not literally
    but visually and in the form of an em pee three
    thats why the envy me, so ima hit you with the four one one
    i aint gotta be tom cruise to play the top gun
    cause im on top son, residing in the city called chi town
    if we collide i guarentee you get shot(chi-'d) down
    i got molar cannons, and they work like tanks
    i'll knock ya teeth out, and then i'll let u fill in the blanks
    on a, graffiti level your style aint close to dope
    you couldnt stay up by bombing lines of coke
    and y'all know that i never left no drugs alone
    im never broke cause i push more pounds than a telephone



    just somethign quick
     
  4. Listen, check it out,off the top of the dome.

    ... Lemme tell ya story bout a me and this dude i know,
    He Loved smokin weed and started doin blow.

    Him and his posse would cop 8 balls whenever they wanted,
    Kid was rich, so everything he got, he flaunted.

    He loved rockin phat chains wit lots'of ice,
    Homie had alotta money,and i wanted a slice.

    So one night after he left work i was creepin up on em,
    I had the 4 fifth by my side, it was only me and my dog tim.

    We had it all planned out, yoke him up and run his shit,
    if he puts up a fight i'll let the steel spit.

    Well tim put him in a choke hold from behind and put his heat to dude's spine,
    I was seeing in two's from drinkin of the cheap ass wine.

    I was twisted as fuck wit out a doubt,
    Fuck it... i needed the dough so i went to get my clout.

    I layed hands on his chain while tim was puttin homie to sleep.
    All of a sudden i see a whip rollin up, a tinted window jeep.

    It had to be the beast so my heart was racin',
    I started to sweat b/c of the time i'm facin.

    If they hop out and bag me,
    fuck it im not goin out like that, i wasnt lettin these fools tag me.

    I yanked the chain and it popped as i began to ran.
    Fuck tim, its every man.

    For themselves in the streets,
    If i find out he snitched im gonna lay the beats.

    On his bitch ass, my pants are fallin as im runnin through the alley fast as flash gordan,
    Seen the fence and hopped over it like i was air jordan.

    Shit! There is a cop car at the other end of the alley way,
    I couldn't get locked, it was april and my girl was havin a kid in may.

    I stopped dead in my tracks and pulled out the heater,
    The pigs seen it and busted a shot, all i seen was ketchup leakin through my wife beater.

    Time slowed down and the acid kicked in, the cop looked like a lawn gnome ,
    I bucked a shot and it hit the pig square in the dome.

    My breathing slowed down and the world was spinning,
    I seen the cop aiming the gun towards me and started grinning.

    I cocked back, licked a shot and cought him in the knee,
    Now it was time to flee.

    Ran towards him and was leavin a trail of blood,
    I seen a rasta across the street so i gave him all of my bud.

    I started runnin, got half way down the block and dropped.
    My life was over at the age of sixteen, wound up gettin popped.

    Now im sittin above the clouds spittin this story for my dogs & cats,
    This is the outcome when you rob,sell rocks and bust gats.

    Nothin' good comes from this lifestyle,
    Every fucking thing in life turns horrible and vile.

    So before you pick up the gun in thoughts of pullin the jux,
    Remember what i said before ya hit the books.

    And if you got bail $, try not to get locked on friday cuz you'll be in books till monday,
    I know ill be reincarnated one day.

    Until then, im out to go blaze a fattie wit jesus and kurt cobain,
    Jus remember that life aint all about smokin blunts and catchin brain.

    edit: no punchlines or metaphors, jus raw spittin the first thing that came to mind.
     
  5. if its like that its like that

    ima young dude but i been through ish to
    i got mad stories of gettin chased by the blue..

    i was chillin with crew reminiscin and spittin
    chillin on the train catchin fame was a given

    my boy had the dro i split the blunt like fission
    we sparked it up, and then continued on with the mission

    backpack full of paint, we had ink markers that stained
    shit i was catchin tags as my sobriety drained

    i was stuck up though, i kinda thought i was dope to
    truth is i was wack, but i acted like cope2

    phone rings, my dude he said he had bad news
    it was my boy, it turned out his face was mad bruised

    what happened i asked but then it hit me
    last night he did a roof but the spot was kinda fishy

    turned out some DTs had staked out the alley
    he bolted knowin any minute could be his grand finale

    but he fucked up badly ran into a pig
    dude screamed out when i catch you your dead you spic

    he picked himself up and kept runnin - he had ta'
    finally gave up, he couldnt handle his asthma

    got on his knees and put his hands up behind his head
    cop tackled him down and kicked his head till he bled
    "you fucked up" the cop said...

    pulled out a bag of blow, it was tragic yo
    dude was only 16 and the cops planted coke

    they beat him some more then they put him in a cell
    told him he was being charged with assault and intent to sell

    he caught four felonies, fell asleep and but didnt dream
    the next day was his birthday... and he turned seventeen...


    True story about a friend of mine.
     
  6. OOHHHH SNAP!

    He, did, not, just, say, dat!!
     
  7. Bllllllllllllllaaaaatttttt
     
  8. back in the day i done fucked up my life
    i jacked some shit, tried to hide it from sight
    i had no cash and so i fixed a way
    to get some dough and have the bills paid
    see i knew it was wrong and i let it go too far
    but i was going to school and livin in my car
    i had a job but it wasnt enough
    i tried to make it on my own but that shit is tough
    so i was goin to work and i fell asleep
    next time i woke up i was out of my seat
    the car flipped over and i almost hit some lady
    my ride in a ditch, that shit was crazy
    suspension was out but i needed a ride
    so i paid for repairs with my crime on the side
    but my shit was still fucked so i said goddamn
    i need some cash to get outta this jam
    but i couldnt get the funds so i resulted to lifting
    i take the jewels and try not to look shifty
    soon i find my self in cuffs and in a cell
    thinkin holy shit im going to hell
    but i get released after just a short time
    i think my god i got away with this crime
    so i get my ass home and i think it through
    i wanna get my life on the straight and true
    moved in with a girl and her best friend
    saving some money try to make ammends
    i get a new job and bust my ass
    yet not enough money to finish my class
    about 3 months later im doing ok
    im workin real hard and making my pay
    start workin fast food, not really what i want
    but im being responsible just like my mom taught
    promotion comes and im making more green
    but i get treated like im some fucking teen
    getting sick of the old and i look for a new
    my buddy hooks me up with something he do
    not too hard and its something i enjoy
    gets me some money to buy new toys
    but i dont forget that i have this bad wrap
    so i stay real cautious of the law and crap
    but i fucked up again and i go to jail
    for some old tickets but my mom paid the bail
    i got a check for a nice amount
    went to the bank and put it in my account
    so now im comfortable with all my money
    but i still have court, that shit aint funny
    my rep said they want me to serve time
    but i feel i made changes for that previous crime
    if i go now i will lose what i gained
    wont do any good to keep me in chains
    im not a godly man but i still pray
    for the time i can be free and on my way
    i wanna own up but i dont wanna lose
    ill give up the drugs and ill give up the booze
    i dont have an end cuz it hasnt been said
    please forgive my infractions, at least no one is dead.
     

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