your best rhymes

yo here are my maddest rhymes lol


Yo I sit here bustin rhymes just to pass the times,
It makes me feel like a G,
No other homie can rap like me, and youl see,
I aint no cracka, just a professional rappa,
you thugs can try hard but youll always sound wacka,
And imma jack ya, knock you out cold piss on yo face then wack ya,
yeahh, I may be white but I bust like a nut,
The bitch that yo with i already fucked her shes a slut,
You gotta get yo pictcha straight, yous a bitch thats no debate, Try ta step up to me ill make you hyperventilate

that was horrible

THE CARTER III OUT MARCH 18, 2008!

Im a wanksta
and a real gangsta
rap is my hole life
try to battle me and youll be hearing from my wife
with a great kitchen knife

they think their rhymes are better
but that doesn’t metter
they want to be better than THE_GAME
and thats a real shame
they want all the fame
but thats so lame
coz if they wear a bulletproof vest
they think they are the best
but it only protects the chest
so they are going to die like the rest
I will put a bullet in their brain
or they will be ran over by a train
just one knock on the door
and you will be no more

momma dont cry i know poppa gone away
grandpa gone and grandma aint comin home today
but...dont worry cuz ya son still the one
though im under a gun im, aimin for the sun

HELLO!I’M Gokul

Yo, we tried to do good but we had bad luck
Rough with the smooth, now rough with the rough
Were not having it, enough it enough
Lucky for us we make tunes after tune
You wont shine youll shine shoes
No Ps round yous just I.O.U’s
We smoke weed and we like to booze
But whats the bets we’ll live longer than you..Because we got our heads screwed on
And the bond never got you on break it was too strong
Movers movin so move on
New bars on a new beat thats a whole new song
And we are so determined to wipe out the cats the rats and the vermin
Well have your head wrapped up like a turban
Run fire now, Londons burning

yo this one’s for N.W.A

check this...
there’s something that i just dot get//
this guy raps like he;s rank but i aint seen nothing yet//
what set you rep what kinda rag//
yo im talking about this Gangsta tryna say he got erry body in the bagg//
ima not no bobody yei and ill knock ya body bro
ima gangster ya’ll just push the button these cold hard cats always tryna be frontin/
but they cant say nothing cuz ill be tearing up something/sittin on the path that i choose & no nothing but thugs and blows drugs and hoes.

both yall nigaz iz wak your both not 18 but you are on some crack i know yo were stuk in the closet with your mama hala
back both of yall nigaz iz wak how you like dat its lil b on the mike niga take a hike and give me the mike matea fakt
take the pencil and paper wicha and if you touch me i will
hitcha

jjwhitie wrote: yo here are my maddest rhymes lol


Yo I sit here bustin rhymes just to pass the times,
It makes me feel like a G,
No other homie can rap like me, and youl see,
I aint no cracka, just a professional rappa,
you thugs can try hard but youll always sound wacka,
And imma jack ya, knock you out cold piss on yo face then wack ya,
yeahh, I may be white but I bust like a nut,
The bitch that yo with i already fucked her shes a slut,
You gotta get yo pictcha straight, yous a bitch thats no debate, Try ta step up to me ill make you hyperventilate

wow that was bad

You CAN’T TOUCH THIS/ FANS LOVE IT/ But you’re just a HAND PUPPET/ MAN, FUCK IT/ If you haters keep frontin', I’ll make you kick the DAMN BUCKET/ Why you comin to tell jokes with that STAND-UP SHIT?/ I’ll leave more holes in you than an ENGLAND CRUMPET/ If I have to fight your ass, you’ll find my knife RAMMED UP IT/ So I’ma walk away and ignore your DAMN SUCKING/

“Death is inevitable... Welcome it as a friend, and it can’t be your enemy”
What I wouldn’t give to start over...

I was never big with rap, but I wrote a poem and thought it could make a good rap.

Another day, Another sight,
Another rhyme to write,
Another place, Another way,
Another sign of life, Another time,
Another mountain to climb, Another fight,
Another loss, Another sound of mine,
I imagine the world with the perspective of an unborn fetus
Developed through sound, and now vision, I never wanted to be this
It seems like this, I wake up everyday to feel this weakness
It’s another weekend, Give me another drink
I have gone through my third pack of cigarettes over anxiousness
Take a quick breath and thank the lord I can think
Time passes by like the quickness of a blink
I wish a wink meant more than just a sign of sexual attraction,
Or an exchange of intense passion
Armed with a pat on the back and a kiss on the lips for luck
Trying to get ahead and get back like a train I missed
All aboard, heading for the promised land
I used to have a plan, but I forgot it.
I wont be satisfied to the point where I’d say this place is mine,
Without a need for rushing, like how people race to die
You have the same journey as mine
but the life span is determined by your time spent on what you did and didn’t do

That is all so far. I just though it could make a decent rap.

jjwhitie wrote: yo here are my maddest rhymes lol


Yo I sit here bustin rhymes just to pass the times,
It makes me feel like a G,
No other homie can rap like me, and youl see,
I aint no cracka, just a professional rappa,
you thugs can try hard but youll always sound wacka,
And imma jack ya, knock you out cold piss on yo face then wack ya,
yeahh, I may be white but I bust like a nut,
The bitch that yo with i already fucked her shes a slut,
You gotta get yo pictcha straight, yous a bitch thats no debate, Try ta step up to me ill make you hyperventilate

Allright JJWhittie I m a test yah ....Buy the way i ma lady....

Check it im the rappin assassin, you can find me in the hood outside blastin, but i dont only use guns ill hack you like aladin, im harmless wen im not straped, but i can still use my hands and give u a pimp slap,fuck with ma and get a hart attack, im runnin wit my pockets full bitvhed u just got i jacked,i got love for you fake Rappers even if ur after me,im shootin niggaz wit the red beam, y’all dont know me, if u did u would know i rep C.R>I>P., till i D.I.E., im from the T.dot streets,u niggaz csnt fuck wit me, if u got a gun nigga blast it,Or else i m gonna killu wit my semi automatic, i like shootin like jackson, bitch didnt i tell that i was the rappin assassin! Bring it....
A.K.A Christine yeah yeah chea

aniwais heres a new one lets do this...

I come tru wit attitude, niggaz fuc wit me ill be blastin u, I m that mothafucka that raided ur house for a hundred G’s,commin through wit a hundred Ki’s on the block u betta stop when i got my glock shit to tired got to go to sleep... cant finish this shit that otha one up their i made tonight what u guyz think ????? HOLLA BAC

bitches plzz u aint got nothing on me
i just wanted to make u see
once u see this u gonna wanna flee
cause bitches u knoe that i the best
and everyone says i add a little zest
so mess wit me ill mess u up
mess wit me u gonna need a blood cup
yea i may be a rich bitch
and yea i may cheer in high pitch
yupp i wear abercrombie and fitch
tell them smething they dont knoe and be a sntich
ill say fact one by one
that i sure aint gonna be done
cause i play sports
and i wwear short shorts
ill beat u at the courts
you cant defeat me in crap
ill just leave u in little peices of scrap
feel dissed or pissed
so say something now cause i cant resist

Yo I Get Paid to get laid//leave da bed unmade//den roll away in my escalade//yea i got it made//wanna mess wit me//well meet da tip of my blade//and afta dat da blow of my grenade//see im da ace//keep my money in a briefcase//ur just a disgrace//and im about 2 erase ya//cuz ur a mistake//see Nu Yawk City my birthplace//u a suburb nigga//pick up da pace//and it’s my time 2 shine//this titlez mine//but ya’ll haterz betta hope dey dont let me in wit my nine//dont cop wat i roc//cuz ya’ll bitches//da only thang hard bout u is ur lil penis//so shut da fukk up b4 i pop u 2 venis!

hAhA sum1 even try battlin m3 cuz i’ll beat yo ass c’mon try me

myspace.com/quickquiz

quick quiz, sh!t im about to take a quick piss
oh you hard, butt you soft as sh!t
no homo, spit with no promo, got your mom in tha back she wants to go homethough
its no problem i’ll let her go bro
soon as she finishes the job
saying f#ck what you heard why she suckin me off
quiz its no debate you aint even testin me
so call me your father why your moms straight molestin me

We got some Hawt spitters on here today eh?

....

“It feels great when alot of losers are around.."

no

yo mane u aint runnin_it
see rite here im just havin fun n shit
thtz rite//i only were my shades at nite
u betta listen 2 da lyricz i write
im takin flight
goin off likk dynamite
even if u stronga i’ll still put up a fite
nd man bleive me i got more den 1 giga byte
itz a delite, 2 battle u
i’ll put u 2 sleep, good nite
and i dont mean 2 b inpolite
but thtz wen i’ll b fukkin ur mom
mmm... she’z tight
and yeah i got height, if ya nah i mean
we’ll fukk all nite
till da break a daylite
oh dat aint da sun, dats ma diamond chain shinin so brite
yea im fly as a kite
nah wait im in space likk a satelite
yea my bite, well see my bite is louda den my bark
beshides da moonlite itz all dark
im ova 1,000 degrees, and yes i mean farenheight
bubblin up like sum shook up sprite
im money hungry and i got a large appetite
im quick quiz cuz r fasta den da speed a lite
and i dont recite
it flowz from da soul, ohh Jesus Christ!
and dont even try ta cop dis shit i got it unda copyrite
haha