IM THE RUSSIAN CUNCOSION,
COMIN FROM BELARUSIAN,
WHERE PEOPS FREEZE THERE ASSES OFF,
WHERE UR MAMA GOT HER REP AS A WHORE,
AND GOT HER LIMBS TORE,
BY THE HANDS OF A DINOSAUR,
YOU SIT IN THE CORNER MASTERBATING, WHILE I BEGIN COMTEMPLATING WHEHTER OR NOT U WOULD RATHER TAKE IT IN THE HELLO!!!
my names red spartan, from the world of halo
in the corner shack is where i lay low
you have no idea what it is to be me
cuz in my hood, you might always see me
pop u wit da 9 milimeter, right on yo head
you be crying all the way to a hospital bed
then later on, there’s your funeral,
II is your shots in roman numeral,
then in heaven, we forget all about dat,
and laugh at the people gettn hit wit a baseball bat.
look at me, im becoming a phsyco,
don’t have the time to breathe,
but nasty behind the mic tho,
everything i write, i must resite,
come against me, i might just bite,
my flow is tight,
squeezed and compact,like unsticky buds,
so much shit to hack, like my life is a bong,
i’m living it wrong, like i aint got the need,
i’m feeling pretty weak, and not too strong,
i hear her voice, over and over,
i ain’t got the choice, i need to stay sober,
i changed my name, from TBC, the black cobra,
then to mex man, now that shits over,
you don’t need a name to spit with,
you need a flow that hit with, the beat the chorus, bounce another flow, just like a tourist
"Gary, Come Home” Lyrics:
gary, now i know,
i was wrong,
i messed up,
and now your gone.
gary, i’m sorry,
i neglected you.
oh, i never expected you,
to run away and leaving feeling dissentee.
your meow right now,
would sound like music too me.
please come home,
cause i miss you gary..
(gary come home...)
gary, can’t you see,
i was blind.
i’ll do anything to change your mind.
Spongebob: gary!
more than a pet your my best friend.
too cool to forget,
come back cause we are family
and forgive me for leaving you all alone.
and now my heart is beating like the saddest metronome.
so where i hope your reading
my latest 3-word poem.
gary, come home..
(gary come home...)
yo,...i came here to learn to rap,
can anyone help me where i should to do it?
i really keen on it,
altho anyone say it’s not worth on it,
i dun give’em a FUCK..
i sure wanna to go for it..
P/S:
yo yo
y’alll rappin like u think u real niggaz
u dnt kno all da shit yo sayin is fuckin wack
im a real G
cum here teach yo pusy 2 rap
n i aint talkin bout yo lame ass crap
so u lil wankstaz go bak downtown
sit down n frown
it aint cos yo skin iz brown (mine iz 2 wanksta)
iz cos u fukin actin like a clown
dats rite now
i got da crown
yo
spit bak
lemme c wot u got
n if u got sum rymes
ill giv u a few tipz n shit
like hw 2 rap n wer 2 go 2 learn yea
btw wer u liv??
i kno sum pplacez u cud go all over da place yea
hu da fuk iz all u wankstaz
y’all jst studio thugz
u aint no gangstaz
aint causin no shit
not 1 lil bit
cos u iz here on dis site
tryin 2 fite
man u fukin spit like u wite
n i no u iz gona fukin screw me wid ur law
cos i aint wite
bt i iz hardcor muthafuka
screw wid me n da boyz
i show hw 2 play wid big boyz toyz
n i aint talkin bout da big blue bear
it mite nt be fair
bt i dnt care
last sound u gona hear is bang
n u aint gona be found
i do like da game
1 fone call yo body gona bet dumpd in mosses
i dnt need da fame
cos i got yo all tame
so cumon
if u realy got sum shit boy (yea i iz talkin 2u ass like datt)
lez c
lay da bomb
n dont hit me wid sum gay ass song
strait of lyrics.cowm
All you niggaz suck dick, you cant spit, this right here, is a lyrical hit, you can never fuckin beat me, the shits impossible, have you eatin apple sauce, in the hospital, i cock back the hammer, let the nine bang, you guys call that shit rap, its a shame, you all should just hang yourselves, heres the nuice, reach for the Intratec Tech 9, and let it loose, im that GD, reppin the Folk Nation, your shit is preschool, played at the radio station, If ya wanna act like a G, i’ll kill your mom, but if ya wanna rap battle, go to www.Letsbeef.com, all you gotta do, is look up Irate, or you could sit at your computer and continue to masturbate, its up to you, the choice is simple, but try and act hard, and get popped like a pimple.
hey yo
check 1 2
cam is my name
and i got game,
aka cammo and i always bring the ammo
im a gorilla,
a cut throat killa,
a born thrilla,
if u want to battle,
ill respond like migrating cattle,
ill trample you leave you for dead,
n fill your head full of lead,
so step to me and ill set your ears free,
cause im lyrically inclined to put you in your place, so get out of my race and up out of my face cause your a discrace to this race. n just cause im white dont think i wont bite, beacause i just might. so run hide or duck for cova cause im coming for your motha
Player H wrote:
hey dog is the H to the a to da double R y
aint got no options but to do or die
yall niggas aint got nuthing on me
cant you see
i make yo ass buzz like fucking bee
cuz thats how i be
i see yo ass in da hood hanging out wit all them bitches
come back again and i fill you up wit stiches
yeah u look like a motherfucker
thats why u scared
cuz im known as the original bonecrusher
i cut yo ass like a bitch ass butcher
ask all my niggas they know who i be
cuz im tired of srpaying yo mamas crib
and let yo ass look for me
ight ima let u go now
see u again
and ima spray yo ass down
Bitch HaHaha!
Im glad you got respect and thats sumthing i geuss i earned
but now i gotta teach you sumthing i thought u already learned
you wish you could rap like me
but ur just a wannabe
you cant mane make a come back if you havent been any where
when your finsihed no one is gonna care
im tight cause im white
you know my words are so fresh cause they be rippin at your flesh
im just 12 years old
your raps are sold for 99 cents
yea im white dats rite