[quote name='"Sour Head"'] You know who the fuck I am, you already said, Weak *****s betta scram, cause sour head devour heads Yo you fruity like the pebbles in the flinstones Keep acting out of turn, and imma break ya hip bones Sound like a retard with the name SS Lulu You never been hard, more conscious than zulu Nation You sweeter than the temptations It's easy to label you, a imitation Phoney, acting out because you lonely And fuck passing bread to the needy Try and leave me beheaded get sprayed like graffiti Talking bout filling ladles, while busy I'm filling ladies Get rocked like a cradle, we at war like Hades Not good at shutting mouths when it comes to your baby[/quote] The fuck this new generation of rap came to?, Products like sour head and 2 chains too, No filling bitches don't lie, your too gay to, Sourheads girl gave me sourhead today too, Hah Who said I wasn't spraying, Who said I wasn't playing, What game you in, Can't be mine when I don't know what your saying, So I keep laying, Bars that start decaying, Your mind, After each line you read, Gives you the urge to spark that weeeeeeeeed, Ugh, I'll give ya what ya need, Half ounce? quarter pound?, That's the money to feed, The table, I'll be able, To fucking rock the cradle, While I'm stable, Fuck turning the lights off pull the cable, Lights out, while all your girls, Take their turn beneath my navel. Ya bish
You guys are gay.. All I see is faggatrons, How you gon win? You too busy gluing lashes on, Gettin pretty'd up, just take an ugly loss, Get right or starve, you ain't never met a hungry boss, Your lunch is ours, if we want it we can take it from you, I would say "who's your daddy" after but I'd hate to son you, You fly as eagles? I'm a blackbird, way above you, Kickin ladders down, guarantee I stay above you, If you ain't payin fuck you, I ain't got the free time, Just a pint of remy Martin n some pot for tree time.. Ima Crack churner, that's why I pack burners.. This ain't homicide.... This is mass murder
Brick's a fraud on the net forgetting he's white Nothing to lose like a blind man betting his sight Emulates thugs, demonstrates a brain on drugs Loaded full clip, experience the pain of slugs Anorexic pockets, dude never traffics narcotics Trippin' off too much Graffix and hydroponics
Why you dissing the brick, when you the one sucking the dick Guns on demand, I command you not snitch when you on the witness stand You're testimonial is vital, fucking with me is suicidal, I'm a maniac homicidal You're decision has an impact, horse I transact, stay gripping the 9mm compact Put the product in balloons, those arabic boys is buffoons, that's why I'm calling in the platoons So I'm extorting you so you can't snitch, you fucking bitch I'll dump your body in a ditch I ain't never getting busted that's why I stay rich, it's basic, face it or take shell casings, my hearts racing, robbing you while debating
Kids just getting in touch with their inner fake gangsters. I'll come back in a few weeks, once you've gotten it all out of your systems. Peace!
Haha, still think was pretty creative. Oddly, I was sober when I wrote this and then the rap after this was shit cause I was on the phone with my girl at the time, but I'll rap again once I'm medicated and we'll all go back and fourth and kill it. We should record a track together. Just some dudes for GC. We'll pick out a beat and certain sections (00:00 to 00:45, 00:50 to 01:35, etc) or something. Sick ass GC sound track, anyone? We can even get a beat from someone off GC. Anyone down?
You've got more BNE's than Santa Clause Jacking off in nunnery's with Hunt's disease to panties and bra's
Acid, Check it I used to sit back and ask whats the world done to me? Now i sit back growlin cuz this worlds made me hung-a-ry. Waiting on nothing,Acid lets doo this shit alreaddy Sittin back thinkin' wack, face full of Headies. Acids back n forth like drunk sex with bar hoes. Social security number? more like barcodes. Fuck the world, nothing for me, so i started giving stoped caring what they thought, thats when i started living. Started to believe in nothin, but thats when i really started believing. So In-touch with my brain It was like we were conceiving. I stopped sleeping, but thats when i really started dreaming. Unleash Acid on these animals, than we really get to feasting, Ya'll would be really lucky to make it to the evening.
...Acid......Phere... Running past kids like the end of class was near. Sick enough to whip my dick out and flash a bear. Honestly...i just have to much cash to care. My styles Fresha than a pussy on a Molesta, literally. oh sheeet Acid, thats a dirty line skitzo, Nigha chill out you can go take a jizzload, They call me Johnny Cage the way i go in fist-mode, We'll Call you Jade cause you nothin buta bitch-hoe, You rappers come up short,like bakin cake with crisco. This the type of foool that would eat a Dick whole, Like he just ate bathsalts behinds closed Windows. I'm on top of the game, like im playing a game of twister. Only this time im not getting head from your sister.
I leave my enemies breathless when I finish a sentence, got blocks on lock in Memphis I eat away like acid, heart beat rapid, the bunnies gotten rabid Making moves making simple connections, get yourself a first class ticket to the resurrection if your under Witness Protection The pigs can't stop me from blowing a hole in your body, taking shots at the stars like the paparazzi Daydreaming and peaceful, wishing all men were created equal Fighting for survival I daily struggled, like getting the white stuff smuggled Pray to the one above but your not going to be saved, that's why blacks were enslaved, 9/11 and the Holocaust, it's cold in the streets so call me Jack Frost That's why I use the hacksaw, acting like I don't know selling drugs is against the law, that's why the fiends that buy from me never withdraw This is why the competition must get murked, quote me in the future like a bible excerpt
You portraying as a big crack churner son now stop playing get my big mac burger done give up the loot, I won't have to commit murder 1 the "hungry boss" knows he's bout to take a gritty loss but the bigger fall harder so I guess you'll land pretty soft Bitch you aint soaring like a blackbird just rapping like a wack nerd you aint above me, think you got it backwards looking at my lunch thinking you could eat that? please black, my cold cuts are off the meat rack saying this is murder, but I really can't see that your little bars, I eat those do you foul like a free-throw
White power even tho i dont fit the description for Hitler. Ima trickster, A stickler, nobody is sicker. If mother earth blew up on the 21st, i wouldnt even miss her. Even if father time insisted, i came back, took the mic and rip it. Eat away this acid, how bad are you trippin, startin to look like the rabbit off of alice in wonderland with yo gold watch missin equipin with lyrical ambition to light the ignition, keep wishin, you barely got my attention with your orange writing some overused punchlines, Throw your body in a woodchipper and watch the guts fly, must I, Rip a mic tell high tide, type of guy to switch sides in a gun fight to the winnin side, bitch.
I rolled the reeferman up the blunt was grande like Andre, Bunnyrabbits was my appetizer brick is my entree, Spit fuego calente like I'm burning down Pompeii,
http://forum.grasscity.com/musician-u/1147236-picture-battle-rap-battle-tournament.html Just letting you all know about this. Since the last tournament kind of fell through here...I wanted to put a spin on it and thought it would be a good idea. I'm trying to make it a little better organized for one.