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Not Many Crack-Heads On RB Huh...
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word up/i smoke dro/till my brain cells is murdered/make my own hash/product to further/my stimulation/my occupation/a hustla, was born to that situation/no ly/it aint nuttin to me/to blaze a quarter pound of that yellow thai/cant tell im high/even when im sober/im chinkey eyed/imported morrocoan hash/mix it with da dro/now thats cool/i aint snorttin, nuttin/especially if,it aint 0-2(oxygen)/i tried syrup/besides being drowsy it made me nervous/n laughin gas/only made muafuccaz/laugh at my ass/so if it aint cann-a-bus/dirty/word, you can pass me up...
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~Quick Drug Verse~
A-Yo the 1st time I smoke out I was fifteen/ Fifteen hits later I knew I was a sick-fien(d)/ I had seeds/ In my weed/ It made my precious nut-sterile/ Couldn't bust a load out my gun-barrel/ I was spittin dry nuts like elephants/ Mus be a disease/ From the weed/ That tha fuckin devil-sent/ I inhaled and held as long as I could/ Exhaled an said man this shits good/ Nah fuck that it's great/ Took another hit/ Held it/ An my nose started bleedin all over the place/ Man you should of seen my face/ The was a twincle in my eye like stars in outer-space/ Bloodshot/ Like a gunshot/ In tha right-spot/ In tha mid-lef-chest/ Soon after the munchies-hit/ So I walked where all the junckies-hid/ Asked if they were down wit robbin-a-store/ And then their dirty jaws dropped to tha-floor/ After some convincing the junkies said sure/ Soon after they were takin money out tha top-drawyer/ Then they bounced an IM not sure wut for/ Guess to go buy themselves a whore/ It was jus me an tha cashier left in tha building/ I could tell his fear had begun to start buildin/ I started grabbin every snack I could grab/ The fuckin cashier started singin "you got it bad"/ I was like dude I know IM hungry as shit/ He said been there done that, jus take all of it/ I was like cool can ya throw in a pack of newports/ He was like sure as long as u can fit/ More shit/ In your stuffed new-shorts/ I went home an ate it all in all of my glory/ The next mornin I was the headliner of a news story/ OOO shit I forgot/ I don't know if that really happened or not/ Cuz I was trippin on mushrooms that were magic/ Woke up in a pile of doritos watchina T.V. full of static/ So it's probally not a good idea to use drugs/ It's probally safer to drink until ya throw up on rugs/ ~LOL~ ~1~ |
So it's probally not a good idea to use drugs/ It's probally safer to drink until ya throw up on rugs/
Nah what chu mean fella. How my people die from smokin' weed a year?..............and how many dumb muths fukerz die from gettin' drunk? I'd rather get high myself. otha wise not bad spit kid. a little long tho. |
M-Body is the only one who actually got it right, your the leader of 20 points dog, yeah i rather smoke too, butt i'ma see if anybody comes up with more shid if not this sunday the points are yours
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If ya wanted a cheap made up story I coulda dun that shit my shit was for real. Thats cool tho his flow was nice
keep 'em comin' catz Peace |
Appreciate tha responses fellas...~1~
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I smoke weed an drink forties, pretty stereotypical but dats what i do//
4 dollas for da forty and fin for dro from each one in ma crew// 2 dollas for a blunt rap, vanilla, strawberry, or honey// and dis is every single night...thats why I have no money// smokin dro my mouth gets dryer then deserts// then i spend money on a drink and all I want is dessert// the O.E. tastes like ass but fuck its gettin me mashed// trashed on da corner of a curb, passin out as my boys laugh// but at the peak of my drunkness im battlin every cat// every rap I spit sounds like the illest shit anyone spat// when im mash out a beat sounds like somethin sent from heaven// it touches me in a way i cant seem to ever reckon// but also I get violent and my fuse is shorter then midgets chairs// anyone dares to fuck wit me prepare to get repaired// da hospital is ya nex stop, cause da golf club smashed ya brain// the dro chills me out but the alchy makes me insane// |
persenal experiance typa story no opne mice pieces
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umma it is a personal experience buddy..LMFAO...who r u??? Open Mic Piece?? U said spit about personal experience....everything i wrote including bashin a kid wit a golf club is an experience dumb herb
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calm the fuck down it wasn't directed to you
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Who would Slash they Wrists...over acid hitz..??
now i'm passed that since.....I drive a beetle...// smoked blunts at 10 now at 16 it's da needle... slangin cracks to people...tho this shit is illegal..// it's sumthin I like investin in....like NoBody2Me.... i know da deal wit meskaline...it's a phased state that i'm always in..// all my friends puff hydro..even tho i love da lye..i know.. oil n hash wouldn't...wouldn't spoil my laugh...// brake da ounce in a half....now dat's 3 billz profit... rollin to da party checked my pocket for my weed..shit i lost it..// fuck wit da cost is...yo pass me some more.... did a lil X now i'm fuckin some whore...// then came da knock at da door...FREEZE... dropped my cracks n dropped to my knees...// on da run from police..everyone's been there... so when i say...runnins a bitch u know i'm sincere...// and i been here livin like a fiend...wakin up high so i know it ain't a dream...thingz i've seen..// ain't too keen...i might OD one day but not now.... before shit happen i plan to get shot down...// |
Took A Bottle Of Vokha, Drunk Three Containers In Five Minutes, Got Sent To The Doctor. / Arrested For Being A Stalker, Followed This One Bitch Home, Slammed Her Into A Locker. / Police Arrived, Ran Outside, In'a Micheal Jackson Disguise. / Swingin Knives, Chasin Old Ladies Around Streets, Risking Their Lives. / Yeah, Thats Right. Dashed The Scene, Cop Twenty-Nine Pulled Up, I Was Seen. /
:(Chokes): Fuck It.. |
I seen more DOPE than you'd HOPE you'd ever see in your LIFETIME...
in quantities that would make EINSTIEN go out of his RIGHT MIND... and QUALITIES that DOGGS COULD SNIFF THRU THE DEEPEST of PIPE LINES.. more than enough to PUT US ALL INSIDE OF JAIL, or HIGHTIMES.... FUCC IT!!! |
keep it comin i will anounce the leader on sunday and award 20 points, shid is gettin hoter and hoter
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I'm always, dope smokin' when I get headsches
ibuprofen, takes to long ta wait I hit my huika wit all five hoses at once my head damn near explodes felt like a Tyson punch. (but I'm feelin' better....hahahaha) |
rollin through the valley chilln wit my niggas// smokin on the dojah drinkin paul mason and still not slizzard//headin down the street stopped by the pizza hut // they got larges outside sellin em for 7 bucks//now that im slizzard im ready to fuck// so i headed over this guhs house named mandy// she was suckin on my dick like it was a piece of candy// now im in those guts beatin it up from the back// that ass juss jigglin when my hand go smack//
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School Schene.........
~~~~ First day of school...and already sent for late slips... kickin da year off nice...it's only right to take hit's..// last year some kidz made kit's...wit paper's.. bowl's...and roach clips..// when it get's to da roach..there's nuttin better to hold it... now brake da weed up and take da pap and fold it..// if your a beginner..lick da sticky..WOW now ur rollin... and wut would be a session without a lighter called a BIC..// some problems arise in a session..like shit da paper ain't stick..or this one's famous..I got da proof...// You dropped da spliff...2 shots..LOL that's drug abuse... when my bag is empty..da local dealer is who i'm found runnin to..// hey it ain't nuttin new...jus got to get it right... mouth is sticky..and my spits is white...// catchin mad vibes..it's da shit...if da bud is dry...don't forget to baptise da spliff..// once you take a hit...dont let it canoe....if it burns for too long you will leanr to see wut trouble it can do...// trust me i've been thru..so i've learned some lesson's... people walk by like wut's dat smell...well that smell is a session..// when it comes time stoners only ask one question..and it ain't a joke....// take me seriously when i say...Where's My After Toke Smoke..?? In Da states There's different kind's of flavours..// But Im from Canada and here it's gotta be player's...// ne wayz...not too be cocky....but Real Pot~heads will feel dis da most...... |
Dope feen niggaz can't come down off droe//
So "HIGH" in the sky, which way to go they don't know// Feelen relaxed kicked backed and laugh out loud whenever// Maken bongs and bowls out whatever, house appliances is clever// Together, you got your foil, pens, pepsi bottles and pop cans// You puff for the enjoyment and for the memories wit ya manz// When 4:20 comes ticken we guarentteed to the know the plans// We just blow air out like fans, THC remain in the lungs feelen things// Feelen more "BOUNCE" than "SPRINGS", hearen things, like telephone rings// Then ya niggas start cracken up when you do stupid shit like tryen to sing// But we know it's all good cause it's a straight weed thang// All up in your system, and you can't hold back// As it takes over your mind, your feelens, and thas that// Tryen to act, normal when your parents come around// Try to put on a straight face and not make one sound// And when they ask "Why your eyes red?", you say we was so playen around// Thas how high niggaz get down across the town// Especially me, thas why i wear the chronic crown! ~Strict~ |
The leaders so far are
......Sin............ M-body Winner will get 20 points late tonight if anybody doesn't drop shid that tops this, keep spitin you got still time for some ill type story shid |
VOTE-FOR-ME/
So I wont have ta SMOKE-MORE-WEED/ An clear out tha fridge when I gots tha MUNCHIES/ |
Man I really can't lose this CYPHER/
Cuz then I'll lose my life to a bong an a LIGHTER/ Or maybe by robbin R.B. of PLENTY-POINTS/ Jus so I can go buy TWENTY-JOINTS/ ~1~ |
I ain't seen doper yet......
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Who gets tha points...?
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Sorry got to busy the last few days,
All right M-body is crowned Sir Smokalot and got 20 points, that was some tight flow got me right from the beginning .......sIn.......... put up 2 tight as verses that was feelin, that was verbally ill so i couldn't go without payen respect so he got 10 points, Next month it will apear again but with more detail and a higher level, M-Body has to be there to defend his titel, all right i got to go to sleep peach and love |
fuccin sleepin...1
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i show up a week too late and write swiftly
givin a damn about "points on the post" like mike bibby ive smoked weed, i smoke weed, ill smoke it till i die you hos need to toke trees, indo will get you fried lets reminese of the very first time that i got blazed everything was moving slow and kept rubbin on my legs i was at my doggs house i started freakin out and shit saw a shadow in the window, started creapin out a clip he told me calm, i put my palm down, he said it was the jane but that dont bother me now, being high and normal seem the same/ |
Heh - my story ain't like none of yallz
I mean, when I smoke, I rub up on muh ballz And Im like "fuck dawg!" Tha pipez got a clog But then I blow some breath into that shit Easy as fuck Then I take a long hit My ass is choking the entire time But then I see Jiminy Cricket and hear a weird chime Bitch is talking bout wishin on a star Where the hells the food? I gotz to walk far To grab some munchies and applejacks Im as hungry as a crackwhore lookin' for fat nutsacks Huh? Who said that? Whatchu looking at? I like to get violent - attack with an aluminum bat But then as fucked up as I may be - - I sit the fuck down - and smoke some more weed. |
you're way late dog, but nice flow
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Thankz Ibro...I had nadda betta to do...stay cool
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