i started from the trenches, smoking charc on the park benches
didnt start for perfection but more of an aggression
but the more ya started stressing the more i started confessing
that in this rap world to make it, i need a gun for protection
in case someone feel neglected and un respected
then the next second hes squeezing hes weapon
leaveing'em breathless for needing to test this
believe it im restless, till im leaving as the best kid
im egar to mess with, niddles to pierce ya flesh with
im evil with the best wit,
this beef?,
i got the "food stamp" like im cashing check's W.I.C
milking rap like nest-quick,
till everyone thinks im the Best Bitch......

No one has written in a while, like they have no time
Besides coke following me talking shit all the time
He must have a dildo with a inprint that says murdah
So when he say murdah wack, he use it in hops it'll go further
U a sloppy burger with old rotten pickles
U ain't no coke dealer, u think .5 still means a nickle
I'm sick with the ripples, sucking on ya bitch nipples
So we'll forever have bad blood like ya cells was coved in sicko

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The bored ass keystyle for people who bored as me
smoked and drank some beer, what more do I need
Probley a connect shipping a few more of thes p's
From a spot I know down at florida keys
He push a lambo, strap like rambo ready alwasy to gamble
Always on top of things and quick to fight always known to land blows
He useally wins dice games but he decided to play poker
He serious even when confused he's face never seem as a joker
With a bitch by he's side looking like a stock brooker
The way that ass looks from here, tomorrow she say I broke her
Went for the all in move, thought he could catch they bluff
2 dudes went for it right away, now things starting to get tuff
As the cards flip ova and was reviled the hearts pumps inceased a notch
As he notice he beat 1 dude he smiled with confidence grabing he crouch
The other player had momentaily stop he's hand from touching the pot
Said hold on a min, my straight bigger, he automaticly went reaching in he's sox
To grab the knife and slice dude throut for beating him for the bread
Then as he turn he faces a rugar then squeezed an blew off he's head
Now he dead for thinking he could get it reguardless which was he's prob
Now all that's left is blood fsmily crying now he def on top talking to god...

You can think u better squeez bratta's
Settle the score and vsndetta's
But when its ur turn to lose just accept it
Before the next closed casket got you in it

I'm murdah bitch I'll never switch reguardless of my story
I say it throu text audio tape even camcord me
I'll shoot a man before I gamble and save more time that way
Go to the smoke shop and spend a grand on haze
Roll a box of dutches till I need cruches to stand straight
You niggas wouldn't know about being a gorilla if u own a ape
I'l hit you so hard with 1 hook this man'll have u feeling u fighting eight
Better concertart, you spiting on that novice rate
That non buying tape people say for god sake....

Its murda bitch who decided to tell a story then some real
Wreckless rap to teast ya crap without the steel
Force feed u some punches as a meal
Till you dude feel like u just got a combo deal.....

Cuz its murdah bitch....

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I'm so bored and drunk and high........................

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never favoritism, or ego's - just key styles for the masses
who drink out of the fountain of youth in crystal glasses
I cast this, verse upon the axis
spinning around in a circle, lyrics found on the crown through it's virtue
They say, I could never get away this way
but I would beg to differ now, everyday that I pray
They can't cast the chains on me, I'll never be restrained
in a 4 by 4 box, body abnormally contained
conformists plotting there next hit ....perplexed wit
plus a whole centerfold of darkness I don't see an exit
Just an entrance.. way, should I stay?
but everywhere I go it seems it's getting away.

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Holding the desert egales backwards woundering...
If I can strive through my struggle without fumbling...
No future for loser just die or go hard...
So if I have to grind then I am blowing the 4 off...
Till you think you saw fire arms like voltron...
I got hoes butt naked once they take they coat off...
That's holding piff or that white that's so soft...
That'll leave you cotton mouth or playin with snowballs...
And just cuz you got her number,
Don't mean she'll pick up your calls...
Had ya pride so hurt your dick wanted to divorce your balls...
Am a husttler so owning a game.. only time I had a boss....
True story you know what bugs me...
Am so real being baptized only time I let someone cross me (get it)......

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lessons expressed, testing the rest, breathless in chests
caressing breasts in a nest, expressing essence in raps
presence intact, depressing with facts, guessing the acts
peacefull, like pleasant pesants in naps, letters in maps?
directing the stats, backpacks strapt heavy on backs
carrying crack, marrying rap, most kids on RV?
apparently wack..

i spit rap immaculate and i actively plan
stackin tracks let the bass slap like the back of my hand
I'm not bangin, slangin, killin or fighting, got no ice
I'm pinoy I try spit fire, but i just spit rice
I rap with the flow... go wherever it takes me
rhymin words is what i do and it never forsakes me
I'll take on all challengers with a big grin
i'm not scared to lose cuz it's just a path to a win
I'm positive like forgiveness... <that to a sin
laughin within, had to begin, glad to the end
it's sad that rapverse is deserted
i got hope for when the sites name is reworded
Hurtin like merkin ourselves it seems long gone
but remove the hearst cuz rapverse WILL live on...

I hope...
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

macz and ak's decapitated and slauter my opponent
bring havok and much danger to who ever that wants it
meaning all haterz, bitches, ganster or fagz
they pop hard like fire works, immitating their dad (me)
no condums, but were rollin wit gold magz
16 years on this planet but got old cash

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D@ s!ck3$t N!gg@ Al!vE

The question is answer, while you stressing and prancer
I'm lyricly cancer, spiritualy a desastor for rapping pastor
Crapping in pampers, cuz ya shitty flow geting toss in hampers
Trying to advance brah?,
As soon as you post up you got broke down like bboy dancers
Got soul? Got flow but then it got old
Felt like he's dame dash they way he's style got sold
The punches got mold on the knuckles that he shows
So a battle here will be a slaughter house like the crew of joe's
You fool with pros, this fool think he's cool as snow? Danm!!
Till he start melting away at he's feet like the end of winter with a snow man

Get at me got soul....

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Tired of comin on this site and seein no activity
i'm gettin livid it's givin me no flow or versatility
tryin to up my game but ain't nobody playin
prayin rapverse stay in the game but it's decayin
people don't even rap they just hate
they all fake degradin a gateway to fate
we could be big but kid's don't want to collab
just post pictures and hate what people have
it's seems over king kong is gone
it's sad this was the best site i was ever on

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NoCkTerNul VS. Da Problem Child

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Im Vicious Couz ill clap around Ya
Then get on the trap and Rap about Ya
Put you down in the ground with a casket round Ya
Come around and find out what these tear drops about Couz
We hop out and surround ya have maskin tape around ya Face Couz
Spike ya like the spikes of a mace does then hide ya body in the dump
My bullets aint the mumps you can catch em more then once, when i glare
these niggas hearts jump, and skip a beat, i crucify snitches,then turn around and fuck there bitches
leave em wet like there girls exept stuck diggin there own ditches, then i curse em with spell books from witches
cook em like the kitchen
im hitler to these boys i burn em and disregaurd all their noise
strong poise just commit suicide before i kill you boys


acctually one of the worst ive posted ha.
recycled the mumps line too

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Rip H.P. and A.M.H.
Rep The Pep
Rap clicks online? Wackkk.
-The B.E.S.T. Crew? haha
ya'll niggas on some eli porter shit.

Colorful slang i arrange on pages, you orangutangs suck dick attached to gangsters
Talking about banging, never seen a clit, or clip, or ever clicked out a banger
You deserve a hanger, plastic bag, paper towels to abort that style
See I'm foul, play out of bounds, like 50 with Ricky Ross baby mom in town
Your girls into hickys, i'm into no kissing, blowing her back out and being history
You're into misery and beating your girls ass cause she's missing me thats no mystery
If you speak cash, thats like blood in the water to a shark, i'll rip your face apart
Dudes play brave or crazed from start til the heat raise and erase their heart