my first rap ha ha ha

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Ross’s First Rap
Song Title – my place my life

I ask god every night, why have I been stuck here for so many years
To feel this pressure this pain
And shed so many tears
Please anyone I need a bar to break at this point
Ill do whatever it takes
Coz now everything’s at stake
I’ve got serious points to make
When I get out there I’m gunna show this world what I’m about
I’m like a heavyweight boxer in the main event bout
My words will have the audience glued to their seats
By the end of my concert I’ll have them standing on their feet
Coz there addicted me and my to every verse
For me this town and place it’s all just a curse
My life can’t get any worse
I’m getting out by any means, even if it means leaving in a hurse
But before I go I’m gone hit this town where it hurts
All those haters I left behind, you would of never learnt to rap if I didn’t teach you how to rhyme
You can’t copy my style coz I’m one of a kind
So gimmy a 1 2 3 4
All u bitch made haters get your bodies to the floor
I’m gunna shake this fuckin room down to its core
Motherfucker you want beef coz I want a war
That’s all I got for now but I promise there will be more.

Round round u go
On your bitches cock, your ass to him is like a shipping dock
Your life to me is like a clock a tick a tock
Fuck it ill smash u with a rock

Ive come a little way in a very long time
I was down for a year and a day
You fuckers thought u had me
You forgot to check my vitals
Now u gota contend with my titles

I cant help but wait for my ride to come
Till then ill aint no one gunna make me run
I’m running with my boys’ yeh we like a herd
We got each others back, u think u got us dam that’s absurd
We will always have each others backs
Holding up the walls seeling up the cracks

You posers think u know who I am
You don’t know shit go drop your nannas clit
You pussy bitches i’m sick of your shit
From this point on you’ll be getting
Overdose of young terror dick
So go on get on your knees where u belong bitch

So say your shit, spread your bitch
Ill be screaming my shit, i’m be splitting your bitch
You aint never gunna be at my level mother fucker
Cos as long as I live you’ll be second best, so duck for cover

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i challenge you dude. you talk about “my life cant get any worse”
try this. and mine is true:

yo,
this guys a joke artist,
my first line and ive already taken him down for starters.
let me tell you about real pain,
when you walk out in the rain,
so no one sees you cry,
hoping that when your mom said she was leaving, it was a lie.
but you heave a sigh,
coz you just four years old,
your hearts just gone cold,
you just learned about life,
that it aint fair.
feel like stabbing your wife,
and you dont care.
about going to jail, or getting caught, your busted.
in the court room, you just cussed and,
you aint showered in two days, you smell like sour custard.
judge take pity,
and lets you off,
but you in the big city.
you begin to cough.
your sick and cold, with nowhere to turn.
the heat is coming back, your heart starts to burn.
for the first time in twenty-five years.
your feeling live tears.
streaming down your face.
youve been dealt a joker and you needed an ace.
but this is life, this aint a game.
but its sorta the same.
so you turn to give your daughter a hug,
only to realise shes in foster care now, since you went to court.
and the police dugg,
into your file,they bought,
a laweyer to take your little girl away.
because of your anger management, you didnt get your say.
and then you blink and its gone.
your four years old again,
its dawn and your mama’s like,
ill always love you son.
your whole life just flashed before your eyes,
you say “mommy dont go” and she begins to cry.
and then daddy comes out and runs her though with a knife.
and you realise what you just saw was the circle of life.

N.W.A wants to battle

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young terror will soon learn the definition of fear/
i guarantee it/
when nwa wants to battle/
bruthas breathin thru ruber tubes and shit/ cos a beast iz here/
i just appeared out of nowhere, but i got stories too/
what you know about pain? i’ll turn your face from white to blue/
hang you by the clitoris/
like tech n9ne say, this is bliss/
come with skills for real, not jokes/
but im out so i’ll complete this fatality on my next post/
watch your back and keep one eye open/
cos n.w.a is the craziest bitch on this forum/

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your first rap, and it shows.

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yo
wat the fuck was that?
those lines were crap!
n.w.a, says wat you know about pain?
boy, do you even know what you sayin?
you threaten him physicaly!
im not afraid, ive taken on grislys,
and never even blinked an eye,
and i still wonder why,
evilfink put those pics up?
you cheer hells angels and he sticks up,
his middle finger cos its what finks do!
like walkin into a lesbian bar and askin who licks who?
and notice its only asians in those pictures!
i beat him down for racism, leeave him in stitches!
your all jokes!
evil fink; he just soaks,
up the hate and racism from the rest of the world!
i saw those suicide pictures and i almost hurled!
coz the first one is a murder from the north korean war!
shot, by his captain for running from the marine core,
troops, and his whole squad died,
so his brain fried.
on the pavement, one hot day.
but ill give it to ya fink, with the vader suit you make one hot gay!

now nwa;
talks in his rhymes about fighting, shooting, stabbing, bashing.
but wen it all come down to it, hes just lashing.
out.
for a bad childhood, his father didnt love him, his mother wasnt there.
and no one really cared!
lonely cold and scared.
sitting in the dark
god, this is funny what a lark!
coz he thinks that hes a freestyle rapper!
most work hes ever done was acoke factory bottle capper.
paid so little, he owed the business money!
dont stop reading, this next bit’s really funny!

young terror;
heres young terror, actin like a pimp!
motherfukin wimp!
only talks about himself!
let’s put him back on the shelf.
hes talking about hos and bitches!
actin like brothers marry sluts, not witches!
he aint a rapper! hes a suicidal fuck!
but hes just run out of luck!
boy the game is up,
we called your bluff!
you dont wanna kick the bucket!
fuck it!
why you wiggas gotta act like gangstas?
wishin you were niggas not wangstas!

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Dood, like I can like rap like, too!

One day I was crusing along in my warthog/
Moving on smooth and up ahead I see my dogs/
Get them all inside and we go out to kill some Covies/
We will kick their asses 'cause those aliens are dummies/

Looking straight ahead we see them all up in their pad/
We gotta sneak inside or they’ll see us and get mad/
Taking out my sniper and I’m gunning down a few/
Then we go inside the place, just me and my crew/

Those idiots are sleeping, why don’t we wake them up/
Toss a few grenades their way, that should shake 'em up/
They all go crazy in the confusion and the shock/
I take out my shotgun and get that baby cocked/

Blast those motherfuckers but a few get away/
No biggie, I’ll just drop their asses later in the day/
Later I’ll eat beans and I’ll be fartin'/
And there you have it folks, it’s the life of a Spartan/

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excuse me “dude” but wat the fuk was that? you need 2 get your head out of halo b4 you try battling me!

yo,
i thought this was a joke,
but haloo here’s for real!
this may not be the big time,
but of you we’ll make a meal!
that wasnt rap punk!
that was a bunch of rhyming words!
you should stick to pop and funk!
you’re like a farmer with his herds!
you’ll get there, but youll drag the cows along with you!
i bet your just 12 years old, bitch who,
the fuck you think you are?
you cant drive a car.
let alone a warthog.
and wen the “covies” ran you killed none and caught bog!
acting like your the best thing since slim shady, dr. dre!
you just another wigga! boy, go on your way!
listen to wat i have to say!
cause im the one here, who gots the skills!
rapping for a living, i could pay my bills!
but i stay in school.
im not another wannabe tool!
ill work my way to the top!
boy, you’ll be a flop!
all you know is gaming!
watever you do, the result is the same thing!
wat you do aint hip hop! or rap!
you fail, dont even try!
your crap!
your lines make me cry, but its tears of laughter!
cos your gettin slower and im getting faster!
i saw your feeble atempt and thought you were having a lend!
but you were serious and now your beat and thats the end!

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Didn’t they tell you
Who you were fucking with
Wanna cum at me
That’s strang-aye
Cos ill have u sucking grizzly’s dick
Now don’t get me wrong
But I don’t recollect spittin shit
in my rap about shootin shit
But if im stabbing anything
It’ll be this lil mtown bitch
I. a.m
Lyrically flawless
You could compare me to a mystery or dilemma
But I hit so hard I’m leaving you unconscious
And I don’t know about you but
Your game is fucked
Logic corrupt
No im not stressing
Im just messing around
Wif mtown,
cos this nigga’s mentality is unsound
He digging himself a hole in the ground
And im burying him, wif nothing to mark your grave but a lil fucking dirt mound
Enrage me nigga,
engage me nigga
I think not
Wanna wage war wif me
I’ll keep your head in a glass box
Cos its fun just to watch
your whole body rott
Somebody call the cops, but they too late they cant save you
Cos nwa wants to battle
Im ready to dismantle
Rearrange your facial features
And hack your corpse into pieces,
and feed you to my pigs, so you can be returned to the earth in your original state
thats fecal
yo your words are feeble
What you know about me
Not a damn thing son, you aint got none
On me, Your lyrically disabled
So I might write slow for the mentally inhibited
so that you can keep up,your flow is ridiculous
you write fables
and thats just a statement of fact
your style is whack, ya lil simpleton nigga, get back
did you graduate? oh no, u must be thinking about goin back
dis young nigga is slack
keep up wit the big boys in black
cos we dont strap gats, we use machettes
im cuttin niggas up into confetti
I know you got jokes but lets be serious
Aint no room for fucking around, you must be delirious

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Your first rap iz emo

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You’re a really swell guy and I must say/
If you would be my friend, that’d make my day/
I think you’re swell and that’s no lie/
You are an awesome, albeit very angry guy/
Certainly you should try to understand/
I really really like you and I will until the end/


...dog/

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yo, haloooo
i like your rap, but its kind of out of it at the same time. i think its the rythm or sumthing. anyways do you mind if i re-write it? i fucking love halo. halo 2 is the shit. master chief is tha man. i used to play that shit stoned as.anyways peace out. and fuk u mtown. i wasn’t dissin u but woteva, i dont engage unless fired upon first nigga.

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"Your first rap iz emo”

i suppose your talking to me.
i dont give a fuk if its emo. and what do you mean by emo? morbid? macabre?

ever heard of tech n9ne bro?

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where did that come from? and r u talking to me or that otha fulla?

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I made it up and it’s for everyone here!

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lolz, all gudz cuz

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Sure, do whatever. I was messing around, and I thought it was sort of funny.

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yo,
im back,
i was resting, but y’all thought i was being slack!
sniffin coke and smoking crack!
you came out guns blazin and i was shocked, so this is a full force attack!
killing you with my words,
youre a bunch of fukin nerds!
talkin bout halo and pimpin bitches!
your all wiggas, which is,
why im gonna tell you that when you do get to pimp a bitch,
no matter wat the sitch.
treat her right,
do not fight,
wear a protection,
get an inspection.
first.
dont wanna get any sti’s
some of thse even change the time you die!
you wanna cark it young?
or die an old pimp, cigars bustin your lungs?
and im bustin my lungs,
tryna shut you all up.
threaten me physicaly? boy you better wear a cup,
cos my rhymes are bustin your balls, they stick out like a pups,
yea only a baby and im the big dog,
finish playin halo but dont say i drive a warthog!
re writing that halo verse would almost be a crime,
so dont waste my time,
good night sunshine!

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please lil nigga, this aint a battle its already over/
come back and attack next time when you’re sober/
cos i dont mess with bitches, with flows that are ridiculous/
ridicule me, will you, i’ll blaze heat so that you spontaneously combust/trust
in the fact that annihalation is what you facin/
what gunz are blazin? i don’t feel no lead penetrating my kevlar, im devastaing/
lyrically, you aint no real mc/
tryina bust will get your ass cut up/
so shut the fuck up/
bow down, cos i got balls even if im a female/
cuming at me and i’ll take you and rape you/
homie i feel/
that you dont posess no skill/ for real/
im left disbelieving/
my flow is ill/
and i spit like a heathen/
homie i’ll rip you when i scout you/
cos your rhymez are straight up doubtful/
devoid of meaning/
i’ll leave yo bitch ass screaming/
like i said i’ll murder your nuts/
rip your guts up and cut you up/
is that all you got? bust off a few shots,
and then what?
what’s this shit about not wanting any sti’s? are you gay?
cos homie u don’t know shit but now i got to blow you away/
its a must that i’m busting your lungs with led/
and then i’ll bust at your head/
so back the fuck off before you find yourself dead/
haha-haha/ im laughing/
lil bitch mtown thinks he’s balsting/
slow your roll, i know you aint resting/
must of taken a few hours to come up with that shit,
but it dont make sense/
u must be retarded, surely your losing your senses/
guess its that time of the month, what with mood swings and menses/
aint no rest for the wicked/
u had ur chance and u missed it/
ur shit is less than impressive/
so i guess i got to tech u a lesson/
before messing with
nwa, u shud know/
that this aint no muthafuckin peep show/
learn to kneel before ur master/
nigga i’ll show you how to heal, before i blast ya/

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ur shit is so fuked up it aint even funny. cum back and battle me bitch, instead of running like a lil coward fuck.

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wow, ladies and gentlemen, we have tallent! well done man thats awesome. so heres wat i got!

yo,
i really gotta pace this,
so that you understand i dont like it when your racist!
im not a nigga im a white boy who can rap!
so dont talk down to me like im crap!
cos when your girl saw that i wasnt black it was her that i tap!
you say that you “cuming” at me?
it makes me think your gay!
so wat you got to say?
like pauine hanson i ask you Please Explain!
cos we’re confused about you rapping, wondering if your hips should be shakin and your toes should be tappin!
talk about “leavin my bitch ass screaming”
i wonder if you even hear the double meaning?
yo, hip hops not music its a life style, bitch!
so when you act like a gangsta, your the one your friends ditch!
my rhymes are retarded and i think that im blasting?
wait till i stop laughing!
ill ask you what that means?
you a twenty something year old man gettin his ass kicked buy a white boy in his teens!
people around the world read this and start to laugh!
you say youre gonna blow me and thats when they start to barf!
bust my lungs with led,
and then bust at my head?
your startin to sound like you wana make me dead!
these are words,
homie. dont take them so literally.
like your atitude once a month when its bitter,
see,
the key. to good rap is talkin what you know!
so your mom would speak about being a ho!

im kiddin man, you rock! im always ready for “fresh meat”
haha