man I char ya speech wit barz of heat.. scar ya feet while u dodgin beatz..Quote:
Originally Posted by White N Dangerous
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man I char ya speech wit barz of heat.. scar ya feet while u dodgin beatz..Quote:
Originally Posted by White N Dangerous
Mockin me, and i'll leave a bad taste in ya mouth like Rotten Teeth
haha.. I block ya speech u jockin me blotch ya blood u obnoxious thug...Quote:
Originally Posted by White N Dangerous
I masterbate with Cheerio's? Even if that was true,Quote:
Originally Posted by tha god concept
I'd STILL be gettin more sex than you.
now, how am I gonna spit some grime
if i can't flow off yo weak ass rhyme
fresh
now i be droppin knowledge just like herman hesse
while you on the corner, hustlin money in a dress
crush a pest wit fresh steps from the rap finesse
droppin flows with good sense and acuarcy of a pez dispence(er)
drop bronze like free cents
brass balls walking up to the bigest 3 gents
to beat in nees wit no reason to present
the is TC criminal intent
where people use violence as a way to vent
murder ain;t cost more than 50 cent
and kids so cold they'd rather torch a church than repent
up in the halls trying to smoke tree lent
crack of dawn all season i smell of weed sent
Y'all dumbasses wastin time, this thread ain't no double line
line= bar to me dark marks its hard to see in time
but sometimes it's hard to vibe off some one line grime
Its been a long tiiime, since gorilla spat bac a One line rhyyme
one line in time enacts the sublime,
as the lyrical climb ratracts from time
My ryhmes are like a tickin' time bomb,
1,2,3, POW, to slow, ya' gone.
as the roach departs in to the water chamber of my bong
the pcp kicks in and I see visions of island girls in thongs
flippen out from that cheech like chong, trippen wonderin' where's ur shlong,
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Originally Posted by The Wizzard
i just read siddhartha
^deep shit, great fuckin book with tons a knowledge
im a war veteran, im whole Senate, fuck acceptance i'll end ur dimension
life line extension god to beats i heat streets when im mentioned
Red leaks from lynchin, bloody backs rub off on rugged raps
munchkin's Jacked!! Much Men Back up off ME!! LOvein That
Luck in fact, if ya touch me back in a fuckin scrap, ya something chap..
Slice ya wrists, n ya throat to,
I dont give a shit, cuz i dont know you.
yeah u dont know me, so why u actin like i won't blow thee ya flows weak
explode meat, expose teeth, and you'll need dentures to eat
Actin' all hard, like your the king of this yard,
Dont even try it, my rhymes are more mixed than a deck o' cards.
respect da art, rep ya set, or neglect ya smarts, reject ya hard??
yeah right rec-o-lect ya start
Its an art when i flow,
Not when you take the show,
And rhyme your whack ass verses,
Full of shit ass methaphors n' curses.
get you HUrt Kid, introduce u to the Worms n Dirt Quick, Injured Sicc
Stick a knife in ya' brain,
Make ya scream in pain,
Drop ya of a plane wit an altitude of one thousand n' eightayne.
listen boy i wont be on all night, so may i make a suggestion. call 9..11 ya dumb dumb
Dial 9-1-1 on the telephone,
"Yo, hello, White N Dangerous has did somethin' wrong"
She laughs and says you'd never do something bad,
Cuz your lil bitch who couldnt make Hitler mad.
bitch im back, impale u with this simple smack, cripple wacks' get you in da wheel chair quick n fast
ride by wit a hit and pass, blast glass from the door frams of them sitting caddy lacks
I'd tie up ya feet n' hang ya from a twelve story shoppin' mall,
Light up the rope like a fuse n' watch ya fall.
install what i implore, lyrics designed to apall,
draw conclusions at a crawl, acronymical brawl.
pain inforced from a blade that is dawl
braid ya face like a shave and replace ur jaw
thousand serenge on some saw 2 shit i like my pussy tight and my jeans loose fit