it got all fucked up, double spaced, green an shit, was gonna do tha whole damn page.....till it turned invisible an the net shut off......yeah, saved it, fuck it, its a waste. peace
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it got all fucked up, double spaced, green an shit, was gonna do tha whole damn page.....till it turned invisible an the net shut off......yeah, saved it, fuck it, its a waste. peace
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Originally Posted by Sicka
Glide like lebron to batter ya head wit a bronze statue
Hand-held tactics leave permanent scars like tattos
I break the track, rule as the ruthless rap dictator
Ya lady i laid her, silently slayed her and never ate her
never ate her but played her like piano keys,
never hate her but swayed her like wind with leaves,
james and ben cure the infected bitches diseased,
flipping medical attention wordplay lyrical ascention...
geea dfaaafaaafadsoh yeah i see now COMPLETE FUCK UP, YEAH, DOUBLE SPACED, GREEN, HALF OF ITS MISSING AN I COPIED IT,,,,TOOKK ME LIKE 20 MINUTES TO MAKE IT VISIBLE. HERE IT IS THO, I THINK
it.....im doin it,..bringin some ruckus.../
u cant fuck with this an you'll never amount up to us.../
i live on the westcoast, where the hoe's are fly.../
take a ride thru my rez an you'll surely get high.../
im just beginning,...there u go QOP,..spelled the shit right.../
I rep the night an the day,...summer time here an its winter around your way.../ fuck it.....im doin it,..bringin some ruckus.../
u cant fuck with this an you'll never amount up to us.../
i live on the westcoast, where the hoe's are fly.../
take a ride thru my rez an you'll surely get high.../
im just beginning,...there u go QOP,..spelled the shit right.../
I rep the night an the day,...summer time here an its winter around your way.../
fuck it,...guns dont freeze up.../
this aint russia,...lock an load, get ready to kill a buncha fucks.../
I aint intellectual, homosexual,... im just a cat with big ass testicles.../
my nutz swing an guide my 2 inch killa around.../
girls been jump ropin my cock cuz it's 2 inches from the ground.../
yeah, its been around,....prolly your way junior but im a bad dad so I just said "later baby" an skipped town.../
bounced to the next city...pogo stick with my dick an crashed into some titties.../
yeah,..an if that wasnt enuf,...I been stealin them dimes from fifty an IMa still be impregnating bitches after im sixty.../
sounds tight right?.....fuck till the end of my life,...leavin hoe's dizzy
when i die ill just wake up in a new body after im done with this one an jump in the crib next to me an get busy cuz i know ill go thru puberty before momma gives birth to me.../
rob kids for lunch money,...stick up the pre-school.../
hold down my own day care an put the girls on the corner,...always abiding the rules.../
pimpology,...a pimps profession.../
u know hoes dont getta keep the dough so I collect after each session...../
no question bout it,..im the realest.../
put it down on wax,..produce tracks an all that,...showin off for babysittaz,...dealin mota an learnin to walk all at the same time,...constantly stealin shit.../
look who your dealin wit,.....ill post the realest gangsta pics.../
got my dogs PIR feelin this,...blow the ceiling off this bitch.../
yo, when i was confuscious...I was a pimp../
when i ran around as buddha,...u know i was a pimp.../
ghengis kahn an the teflon don john gotti,...it's always me an im always pimpin, "limp or no limp".../
taught short dogg an richie rich what pimpin's all about...../
fuck it,...this freestyles takin this whole page out.../
wanna fight,...i can do that too...../
dont need to write before i recite for you...../
always killin it with the corporation of the Wu.../
Westcoast, eastcoast,...best coast,..next ghost...ask shrap...he knows who's dope.../
from montreal to seattle up to alaska.../
so much loot in my grasp,...I just grab away with out askin ya...../
I know u can t stop me...no ones gonna drop me..../
yall can copy,...thro it on a floppy,...my magnum's got me an I got this game sown G.../
I conquer so much shit I gotta go martian.../
steal nasa crafts,...u know me,...im always last standin,...first to be startin...../
shit...so dont u dare ride my dick.../
ill fuck u up quick,...kung fu's another one of my kids.../
bruce lee belongs to me,...he aint gettin child support.../
chuck norris to mike tyson,...I got all kindsa hoe's wantin me in court.../
like ima hand over my jewels, yo fuck them fools.../
bruce started fight schools,...chucks got his lil TV series an mike gets richer evreyday regardless of the rules.../
warmed up now, sickology's on../
front, stunt or whatever,....your gonna lose to the don.../
ill hurt u badly like a piano droppin on your dome.../
viscious twister wit lyrics,..rip apart your home.../
chrome's some shit they make guns wit,...made outta titanium.../
- playlist in my cranium,...earthquakes from the bass knockin over your favorite stadiums.../
NO ONE stood in the way tho so i guess i coulda fixed the shit up.../
u know how long 40 minutes of typing feel like,...dont even bust that much...../
cant believe im rapping now.../
thought i lost the weak shit an i almost had a cow.../
invisible an shit,...could only be seen if it was highlighted.../
frustrated with some double vision rap about "only god knows what"...thats how i get when im faded.../
fuck it,.....i woulda made it,...ill stop in the middle.../
fuck what u read,...this shits gonna sizzle.../
i think,.....i unno,...fuckin sucks to be stuck in this shit,...confused like a riddle.../
i didnt get know sleep cuz my dog shitted all over my house like hell,...fuck my neighbors,...they fed him some old rotten food I could tell.../
fuk it.....if this was the last rhyme on earth ill bet it still wouldnt sell.../
peaace
Nasty. Nuff said.
Trigga born in the foul year of 1987, So i can pull out the 9 an leave u wif a 187/ Like Sam Jackson its a portrayal my life like a movie/ Stand strong like a bolder cuz no nigga dare move me/ Crashin down resemblin Gods mighty lightnin/ Provoke me wif any word an damn boi we fightin/ Writin, tryin to make it day to day/ Any way clinch hands then I pray/ Slick like keitel mr white umma Dog/ Spark from the shotty have u jump like a frog/ In the fog, I see clearly, Keep homies close but my fam i hold dearly/ to the chest, to the heart, intuition, street smart/ Niggas got rims I got spinners on my cart/ Um gutter I complain, Gotta house but theres rain/ Shits all the same, For my pain, um to blame/ Spit some knowledge please understand/ The boy that I was made me into a man
Fuck that cheap flick you "live and let live" you so call your fuck'n life, a portrayal blood stained in brail hidden message said "kill with a borrowed knife". Killed the wife cut her up way back in 1987, christian girl golden blonde was the second daughter on that wack show Seventh Heaven. Three eleven was the roman number of a hidden wu tang rocka, speak'n a high tech language no body understands like chewbacca.
Yo I'm 19 but my range rover is fresher than a 87, got more digits than a fake roll's on blocks in blocks near my nigga evan. Fuck the above verse I'll edit it with a new rhyme which is stronger than your exterior, got the most knowledge like ALLAH stand on water above you at lake superior. Float like glass cause I shine often made out of the smallest grain, cut you break off a piece for my niece aka DMC for the ounce of pure cocaine. Noctournal with the thought wait till midnight in which to strike, buy you a mirror cracked on all sides and tell you and your rhymes to take a fuck'n hike.
* and yes I do drive a range..
like Pharrell said "fuck a range" I whip those Timbos
think I'm fuckin strange til I git close to ya window
blow indo in ya face when I pull ya ass out
bang your head in the door until you pass out
throw you in the trunk, get ya moms on ya cell
find my mans an hand em the ransom, or see you in hell
and guess who's goin first, mommas little man
think my gun wont burst, bitch ill leave his brains in his hand
think im fakin then damn, life i hate wastin it
send mail to his gram with half his face in it
parcel on ya porch with his spinal cord placed in it
and i aint fakin it, bread i don't play for it
straight takin it, apes with banana clips
banana bread im bakin it when the hammer hits
I'm "Makin It" yall lames just talkin like David Naughton
call you a FAKIN BITCH, yall like, "I beg your pardon?"
shrap "graypoupon" of rap
you here me say "i beg your pardon".../
your dumbass best keep those windows up in the car u in.../
aint fuckin around,...step on the gas quick.../
run up on that ass quick with viper 6 shift.../
your lil rolls,...or whatever u be drivin on them roads.../
shit's too fuckin slow,...my hummer turn you to road kill like a stupid toad.../
my shit's faster than shit.../
dont waste my time waitin at lights bitch, "step on it!"
"dammit"!...gotta get to the house party.../
"muthafucka prove u know what to do with my Mazzarati".../
you know i drive faster than anybody.../
so look both ways more than twice cuz I luv to "hit an run",..it's like a hobbie"
be done in 6 minute's with this verse "probably".../
C ya around the way,..you need some "Pimp my Ride" on tha real,..."that shit is sloppy"
PIR
peace
The flow's crazy, X evil like Rosemary's Baby
Straight outta the womb in which my mother made me
Stay on point like Lee Harvey Oswald
So you can either jump off my jock or hop off my balls
I'm through with this, same old, lazy rapper routine
I cook my rhymes until the joints sound clean
Back off of me, these MCs is too real to just be ill
Y'all couldn't see X if you started to push pills...
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Originally Posted by Sicka
^ shit's dope sicka.