So what if im not ill,
im shit at rapping,
but i prefer the banging,
u see im a P.I.M.P,
bang the missus every nite,
she says i have the mite,
of god. i pleasure her in anyway,
u have the BIGGEST gun she will say,
time for me to go niggaz, im on my way,
to Fuck ma bitch today. SEE YA HA HA HA HA HA

I get head everyday like early drinkers and Budwieser
Its wet in wild and yers is good but my sluts-nicer
BIGjoke is dat mack that make ya connect to ya girls palms
Im smooth, like every females favorite flavored lip balm
be calm, ill give her back im just testin her out
haters get strangle-ated like swallowin whats in ya girls mouth
Im blastin from her brain-She got my children on her mind
I turn her behind, and fuck em like rabbits pressin rewind...


uhh.......

i am THE greatest at this site.. no one disagrees,
after i post..
.. everyone in this thread will just agree with me!
my ability's gankster like, dicks the biggest you've ever seen
plus when my balls are itching. . i start scratching my knee ; )
no body's fucking with C .. im the god of this RB sheeeeiiiit,
check out RB legends .. im in there under ALL of my alias!

What??? I ain't the greatest???I'm a verbal rapist
If ya hate the man, Plain n Simple Your an MC racist,
Hate the race of Ill MC'z, I'll buckle them to their kneez
And if ya wanna test,PLease!!!warn these MC'z!!!
If I appease ya taste great...If not I won't hesitate
To spit Fire Flames...Put an end to Ur fate, Mate

ok, ok,man i'm more precise then a AIDS needle goin into a dyke
fuck wits right, all i care bout is what my pens gonna write
My lil 8 mil, will leave intestines spillin
anerexic bitch, i'm doin it for Mr. Lord willin
The flows hotter then my street sweeper when it's killin
And i don't need a 6th line cuz othe five was illin

i spit so many lines, my tongue is covered in coke/
my gums get numb as i forget the lyrics i wrote/
but no complaints here, y'all won't hear me bitch/
cuz i rhyme in my sleep, and its still better than yo written shit/
they call it a freestyle, and the medium is the message/
however there should be a charge, for reading my blessings.

hey yo black, i need a bitch to suck my cack/
plus i only got a five and two ones in ma money stack/
thats leaves me short, like that man phife diggy/
and on that note, i could also use a q-tip to clear my ears/
and possibly a 20 sack to clear my throat/
these lines are hurting, so y'all know this ain't a murder i wrote.

i read this site, and i figure y'all must be gay/
sitting in front of the monitor, typing wack shit all day/
laughing out loud giving yo mouse a high five/
homo losers, stuck yo dick inside your hard drive/
shot your skinny load all over the motherboard, and fucked it up/
i guess its back to watching big tigger for you computer nerd sluts

man with my rhymes no one can relate
mickeydarko is good too cause he types and masturbates
so hes got skillz but me my shit killz
leave em with the chills and then thrillz
in five minutes your bones rotted
i drop bombs like osama bin laden
sadaam hussain my rhymes are insane
damn none of this shit makes sense
cause its worth 1 million dollars and 50 cents

I will own tha world so do these bitches not get it
Im tha best and im my worst critic
stay intact and close to drugs
so much money niggaz think my chain gettin attacked by lightning bugz
Im a rookie but i'll still LeBron ya ass
If i was absent u'd still come in last
Lemme battle so i'll show no faults
gimme ya keys and i'll show u wut i bought

When Meters spits, the sun shines brighter/
Rays of wit, make all of the emcee's tighter/

lyrically establish the victory of wordplay/
By showing my peers how to do it the right way/

Cats try to come at me with all of there punches/
But end up praising me, and asking when my favorite month is

Lyrically bombin all over wack mc's/
Verbally removin wackness from city blocks and states weekly//

Bomb-/a/ Blowin up in ways you couldnt even fathom/
makin mc's shit expload like an overexcited shit in a bathroom//

Droppin shells to conquer all before me/
Also scarin bitches out of there turtle phases wit my rabid beef//

Yo chek in motha fuka it's yaz rokin da set//
yall fallin one by one like diss waz rushin rulet//
im dead, but live at soul and reppin east koast fo life//
u der step up, kuz, your a risk to yo own life//
im the unstoppible, spit lyrics to chok yo hold//
¢an't tou¢h this "M¢ hammer" or vanilla i¢e, it gettin ¢old//
i¢e i¢e faggot like da shit on my wrist//
ya i jumped through yo bak door and shot and missed//
but i kliped yo girl, yo family and yo daughta//
high jaked it otta der and left u ta pik up da slaughter//
fearless, leave u in a mess and juss to impress//
slit yo throat wit a 10 gage realy i coudn care-less//
hit me up if u wanna get revange//
make sure u bring a coffin, yo will and yo message//
kuz diss dat be the day were u finaly make it to da underground//
haha neva to rise again, and know one to hear yo sound//

I spit sick bars cause all my lines hit hard...
Cause my lyrics are so touching they split hearts..
I have ill flow that kills foes like they are nothing..
Try to move me with hard hits but im not budging..
The Game is mine cause i put all shame in minds...
Mad because i beat you so just blame my rhymes..

It's dat nigga Doc Dizzie nothing to crazy for doc
Block out the sound of haters singin hickory dickory doc
Keep deez bitch niggas running in flocks
Stop ya clocks and set it forward because it's the time of the Doc
Not so hard to be me
Juss be a real G grow some balls before you can see me
Young buck lil nigga that be hailin from the dirty
None of the get crunk bull shit i need some to assert me
But imma stil be rippin cats way past i hit thirty.

I'm smashin' ya brain like I'm holdin' a sledge,
Windin tha mind straight up to the edge,
Flow like insanity grips and grabs hold,
Folding tha spine, crushing, ice cold,
Blackness envelops, consiousness swallowed
by lyrical axes, ya skull crushed and hollowed...

whats my name? its really not important
call me that bastard or the black billy bob thorton
for really what is ya'll snortin? save me some
cause im thinkin every chick that post is my baby's mom

RB is in decline, I guess solid members are becoming harder to find/

Mr. Bounce is still serving them wicked ryhmes ~N~ wrecking ya spine/

RB was in a class by itself, but Herbs are bad for it's health, Admins only concern is the wealth/

All I want to say is, fuck you, RB was the place where dopness was must do, now we can't trust you/

I'll stay around until things are sound, from the looks RB is now whackness bound/

Much respect to those who keep putting it down, cuz ya talents truly astound, but this dawg's 86'ing the pound/

this is for bounce doggy dogg rappin 4tay wanna be ***hater***

bounce brings his dictionary,thoughts are fiction....very
he's the angry gay rapper,that wants to stick every
body, will RB plz show him some attention
this dude post 60 times a day, give him honorable mention
and did i mention? i just got here,and dont respect him
he hangs out at neverland ranch hoping MJ molests him.


thats it. im tiered of you following me trying to make a name for yourself...IT'S OVER MAN, I QUIT!!!!!!

^^^ mods erase this bullshit as well as the freepost I did just to expose this herb. Thanks ~Bounce~


Fucka Herb

If Im Dope In Rap, That Makes Me Dope In Life
I'm Ill Just Like My Open Mics..
You Know This Right? Dont Need To Answer?
I'd Be Iller Than You If You Had Testicular Cancer..
^ That Was Played.. But Hey, I Can Do That..
Cuz If A Win Moved Out.. It Would Move Back..
I'm Cool, Even If You Lashed Me Spoil..
Cuz I'm Doper Than Your Own Hasheesh Oils..

Who be this new guy from the slums of Moston/
So fuckin tight he's already bein promoted in Boston/
Tha Dappa Rappa is on the scene and making a show/
You wanna step into me ill make you look like frodo!/
Who is this guy above saying sock my own face/
Fuck you bitch ill blast my orange all over your place!/

I didnt do myself any justice hear, i gotta bit of rap rust.

You see lyrically you could never step to me
I got the ability to straight drill any mc with a discrepency
So when testin me you better know if your hot or not
Or i'll take lyrical pot shots and drop you on the spot
Don't worry Diverse is always on the scene first
Cell phone in hand so i can call your ass a hearse

Converse spill lyircal phrases dat be so ill dat it will give ya back bone a chill...once tested never can be rested my skin is unpinatratable dont need to b vested....self glorifacation...huh? ha sike my lyrics will make your heart skip a beat n have yo bitch on her knees quick to giv u resesitation....Chi-town 4life i need no disrespect...my words will put u n place jus like tha tec....