some more shit I’m workin on... have the first verse but I’m still thinkin of the hook
the beat:
shock-and-rile-ears with less sympathy than crocodile-tears/
my-style’s-fear; if you gonna call it off-the-dial’s-here//
defiled-peers for years; child-reared half you kids-in-rap/
with similac; kickin-facts that end cats and they smidgeon-acts//
ain’t given-craps 'bout pidgeon-rats; all y’all can go-to-hell/
lotta foes-to-fell; stop talkin 'bout ya bling like show-n-tell//
“Years of Prayers” won’t keep me from dolin'-hell with “Golden-Shells”/
tried to hide in “Allie” but that wack shit ya “Holden”-spells...//
HaZeR wrote:
kickbak b4 i bust a 187
make sure u go to hell and not heaven
ill b busting these sickass flows by the 7 11
so u can say bye bye to the weird guy!
o shit
Am I thw weird guy
Dont hate because I made it 2 the geek squad
in Best Buy
HaZeR wrote:
nah not u the foo above u
u kno how i do
alwayz staying true!
wearing gray and blue!
Gray and blue
Nigga, u better throw on that blackand red
b4 u get 9mm upside yo head
is that it
Do u want 2 be dead
do u wany yo body 2 be found in the shed
have yp eye balls on the wrong sise of yo head
So u wont know wat going on ahead
Im bout 2 twist u up like french bread
this is 4 real rappers only
I think u misread
I’ll crack yo skull like a bake Potato
I’ll make it wide spread
And then I’ll use the chain saw 4 the rest
like my couisin Leather Head.
--- "Met a blind rapper, said he my number one fan/ his fingers was blinkin like he could see through his hands/ when he’s as old as me, he’ll probably be a better man/ only 13, and just as nice as I am/ everything I can see, he can’t/ goddamn/ maybe everything I can’t see he can/" — Papoose
I breathe to split minds/ I “reathe' to 'spit times'/~ Call me a Citizen!/ I imprint “fonts” n finish them/(Dayuum)/ Im a mindless matter/ I enfinitate spineless chatter/ I am “the reaper” I encript hoes/ Cut pussy’s *dont mean to 'Emp-Hoes'* (empose)/ But I stand on my 'head' so watch the toes!/ You know me I run 'threads'/ I spit blood and like 'nailes get nailed' I get hammerd head!(Yea!)/ See im a 'member' of “MVC”/ Remember the MVP? Reality ya you know me!/ Im the 'docs of nurses' tha 'sparks of curses'/ I snort 'lines', I got “rocks” in these Verses”/ “I hate homo” so I crunch fags im a “hard dealer ~ I punch bags”(get it?)/ I do what - you wanta do- `Messy minds` when I 'talk back' n 'crack spines' when I -fuck witha ya crew-!(sick!)/ Dont fuck with reality - Il “catch ya” n’youl lose- il snatch ya brain n change ya mentality to two’s!/ I 'breath to win' ya either 'leave or lose'! Cause ive been winnin since “I was in baby shoes”/ My styles fresh - 'I run a mile in mesh' - 'I wont rest' til my 'minds sinkin in flesh'! Til your breathin my air~! Till your season is bare(get it?)/ Till “autumn (got’em) turns “trees” red' I dont care if it aint fair!
So whos who on this site?
--- "It feels great when alot of losers are around.."
Last edited 10 May 2008 11:24 am by .R.E.A.L.l.T.Y.
.R.E.A.L.l.T.Y. wrote:
I breathe to split minds/ I “reathe' to 'spit times'/~ Call me a Citizen!/ I imprint “fonts” n finish them/(Dayuum)/ Im a mindless matter/ I enfinitate spineless chatter/ I am “the reaper” I encript hoes/ Cut pussy’s *dont mean to 'Emp-Hoes'* (empose)/ But I stand on my 'head' so watch the toes!/ You know me I run 'threads'/ I spit blood and like 'nailes get nailed' I get hammerd head!(Yea!)/ See im a 'member' of “MVC”/ Remember the MVP? Reality ya you know me!/ Im the 'docs of nurses' tha 'sparks of curses'/ I snort 'lines', I got “rocks” in these Verses”/ “I hate homo” so I crunch fags im a “hard dealer ~ I punch bags”(get it?)/ I do what - you wanta do- `Messy minds` when I 'talk back' n 'crack spines' when I -fuck witha ya crew-!(sick!)/ Dont fuck with reality - Il “catch ya” n’youl lose- il snatch ya brain n change ya mentality to two’s!/ I 'breath to win' ya either 'leave or lose'! Cause ive been winnin since “I was in shoes”/ My styles fresh - 'I run a mile in mesh' - 'I wont rest' til my 'minds sinkin in flesh'! Til your breathin my air~! Till your season is bare(get it?)/ Till “autumn (got’em) turns “trees” red' I dont care if it aint fair!
So whos who on this site?
Let’s battle REALITY
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Cause the nigga wear a kufi, it don’t mean that he bright/ Cause you don’t understand him it don’t mean that he nice/
It just means you don’t understand all the bullshit that he write/Is it “Oochie Wally Wally” or is it “One Mic”?