Old Skool Cypher -Rhyme like its 1986
 

Just Have fun with it...No beef just rhyme old skool RUN-D.M.C. shit.... Matter of fact brag about yourself

Well I'm the F to the L to the E to the X
My main thing is having sex
I'm cool like Ice on a hot summer day
Get down like kids when its time to play
I'm the MC with the most to bring
I can dance and rap but I don't sing
I don't wanna take to much of your time
I'm a step aside and let another cat rhyme

emcees I'm sunnin...
....me bottle of bacardi
sexy girlie in the lobby
chillin with bonnie
our kisses be sloppy
who can really stop me
the fakes dudes copy
my eyes be choppy
and i wear boxers not jockeys....

lol this should be posted in the wacness emergency centre

And U freepost because why? OUT my thread silly wabbit

I'm straight shootin', you straight loosin'.//
take 2 bitch, first shit ruined.//
leave mc's toothless, foilin' they 2 bit operations.//
operatin' in my hood, enemies here are the only lives took.//

I catch mad wreck when I swing my tech
I get respect cuz I kick ass like Shreck
Silly MC's try to test the Rican
Open their mouth but know not what they speaking

a child is born with no state of mind
blind
to the ways of man kind
god is smilin on you but he's frownin to cuz only god knows what you go through

yo, its treach to the p
Bouncin, like a sillicon tity
I run this city
I voted out youre commitee
I break youre style like glass
when i walk past, all the girls do is smile,
no wunder all my homeboyz in denial
i give em my number
invite em over for a slumber,party

aiyo i'm gunna bust like 19-eighty six,
i'm like a magician alwayin pullin off tricks,
its t to the r to the i-L-L, and i K to I-L-L,
and i rock the bells,
i'm like mr t strong,
and u r like the people who said disco was dead wrong,
my goovie chick giving me her thang in her thong,
come get jiggy with me as i rap this song,
but i dont sing i just create hp-hop,
we will neva stop

you'll grow in the ghetto livin second rate
and your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
the places you live and where you stay
looks like one great big alley way

the call me...
crazy enigma
the man in the speaka'
quick to grab tha mic and punch out ya lights
cuz i'm a... rap fanatic
Hiphop addict packin bud in da bone
writin rhymes in the attic

look at my kangol and my adidas,look at my handz aint they some dick beataz,i just dont know wheres my girl have u seen her,all my homeyz say that shez a skeeza,letz cruz block inside my ride,its a cadillac and the soundz amplified,all my raps is wack,guess who i wanna be,mc shan,how about run dmc

shell topped Adidos...thongs and leather speedos,
bought me some LL Cool J...and a fresh pair of Oz-Wee-Gos/
blonde bitch with puffy hair....straight from the movie Deep Throat,
saw it with a a guy named Pee-Wee, but I think his "d" choked/
got my big ol boom box and my moms clock around my neck,
rap about white cops and get accused of disrespect/
jerry curls not afros, it's the eighties, what? you didn't know?
that's why I have I have Russel Simmons openin all of my shows/

i'm just chillin in my adidias,
wishin i could get with 1 of em tv divas,
i say damn more then beavers,
now i am the hip hop king,
with my name on my ring,
i am the master of bling bling,
now i am the ruler, aint no one cooler,
my dick is the size of 2 rulers,
i have these tricks n chicks all the time,
i aint no pimp all i do is sip coolaid and rhyem