i've done gotten lost and can't find tha exit...
flipped through pages... hit your cage in... put your rage into... cantene phrases... released into tha wild like aging places... no more dopeness... hope for hopeless... show tha showless... tha action of realist bullsht... satisfaction on bullets... irraticated noticed... pacted too frozen... like guns too hot for lil kids to be holdin... |
Back wit anotha spit
watch out coz dis is gonna make u shit like i say dont mess wit dis shit, fukin git coz once u start ill come suck ur mums tits fuk her so bad it will b equivalent 2 d blitz now, shut yo mouth coz it smells of garlic if u spit once more ill giv u a kik stop rappin like a geek, dik or else me n ur mum, we stik, coz we bin fukin 4 a week, n shes slik ima fuk her until u stop rappin, u son of a greek, BITCH!!!!!!!! |
too many fake ass identities
You can't even be what you pretend to be If this continues rap is history You ain't gotta listen to me Faggots wanna use big words erelevant to a topic Then get offended when I stuff they ass with a bottle rocket Be yourself!!!! fuck tryna copy the next prick Sooner or later your gonna get tired of riding dick |
Its Friday, 2:09 PM what the fuck am I going to do?
3 hours left of work and I can't get a hold of my boo. Wastin' time by text rhymin' on the net. This freestyle ain't going to be that good I bet. Who gives a shit, I'm a poet who's got my own style. I'd spit lyrics to entertain those better than 'rap artists' from 8 mile. I'mma do what I do best cuz its Friday. Drinkin' it up, tokin' it like I do what I do my way. |
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