When I breeze b you can’t see me//// You want to beat me? Shit you’ll need to rub on a geni/// when the heat hit make your knees flip and turn your lung to lingini///I’m Houdini the way i disappear the rocks/// and have your body chopped up and placed in a box///If you can’t spit that hot shit then don’t say nothing dummy/// I’ll leave you in stitches but I aint said nothing funny///they say money’s the devil, well I want to be rich as hell///And my flows out this world like the head on Sam Cassell///I’d list my bad deed but i’m afraid these fags will tell/and I aint anemic but I stay sick in my cells///These riches I’m grippin these bitch I’m rippin///And kid stop taking about the chicks you getting/ We know that aint true/// Cause you aint had pussy since pussy had you///My wrist blinging the snitches still singing///And I don’t fight you’ll get hit with the steal while your fist swinging///I’m straight wing it this is all off the top///You’ll think I’m 5-0 the way I COP what you got///I hop in the spot then Slide like a pimp///It’s been a good year and I aint even ride in the blimp///I’m moving the keys cause I got the game on lock///And the Docs is like Please stop///You got that crack flow we need you to Detox///But I head to the weed spot///and start making the trees hot///And I’m getting so high I can hear my knees pop///I’m like ease off///Like a LA tat I’m on top of the Game///WIth my watch and chain I can’t even come near a Metal Detector///and from this kid’s dame I get brain like I’m Hannibal Lector///All I need is your picture then I’ll let the heater hit cha///Spit Hot shit my top lip got fever blisters///You won’t be no stand up nigga when the trigga hit your spleen /// I’ll put the scope in your mouth but I aint mean Listerine///
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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”?
Yeah just didn’t feel like mixing right now so i just dropped it acappella
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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”?
i come in spiting a rapid round
gun to ya head u make no sound
mafia style bricks to ya drown
im the one gonna steal the crown
got that nigga to frown what a loser
look say people rogue is a poser
i came with the all mighty power
mess with me the bullets will shower
look at you rogue wow what a coward
nigga try an strike back at me
then will see a dead G oh please
thats all ya got to say lousy
unspeakable pain will come your way
cos my nig im kno for deadly gun play
dead dead you will lay nxt to the first victim
--- why Did my soldierz have to die/told ya that my soldierz were born to die/krayzie bone ask what you gone do wen judgement comes for u/why must da yung die yung/why must da surviuors turn in2 killers/shoot wrong it culd be an innocent child next time/all im sayin is put down ur nine/
King John, keep it up, u sweet. nice flow when i read it bro.
--- Sometimes i sit back and look at life as if i wasnt HERE//
Some things just arent CLEAR// a rain drop is like a TEAR//
if you wanna make it anywhere in this game you have to PERSEVERE//
Rap Superstar wrote:
King John, keep it up, u sweet. nice flow when i read it bro.
thanx dawg
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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”?
Short quick freestyle I did at school.. pretty hot.
'u look so high, i tear u up with with my fo' five/
i got cold rhymes, freeze u like cryogenics/
u gon need a mic to end it/
but u cant.... cuz u lack the skill/
i put u in so much pain, u gon need asprin pills/'
hawt.
Also a line i thought of a few hours ago
'and i stay close to my mac and chedda like grade school kids'
--- "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
rogue you kno that i can out last you/
rogue you kno that i can out past you/
im increble to this rap nigga/
blast at ya with the trigga nigga/
nigga try an come at me you fuckin cant/
monte carlo with the candy paint/
yo nigga you kno you aint/
see me an your girl faint/
try an get me im g/
--- why Did my soldierz have to die/told ya that my soldierz were born to die/krayzie bone ask what you gone do wen judgement comes for u/why must da yung die yung/why must da surviuors turn in2 killers/shoot wrong it culd be an innocent child next time/all im sayin is put down ur nine/
--- "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
im happy if i do, and sad when i dont
like my eyes chinky and my lungs full of smoke
i dont wanna hurt nobody i just wanna use my dope
puff puff pass big hits till i choke
im rollin down the street my mind is in a blurr
so fucked up swirve 6 inches from the curb
im not a lonely man mary jane is my girl
she makes me feel good thats y i stay wit her
i just wanna stay high way up in the sky
my family dissapointed i ain even gonna lie
i make my mom cry, she says im a bad guy
but im gonna stay high till the day that i die
but until that day comes, my head is in a cloud
jane in my system bass bumpin too loud
ive done bad things and you bet im not proud
but i was lost then and now ive been found
New Tricks wrote:
rogue you kno that i can out last you/
rogue you kno that i can out past you/
im increble to this rap nigga/
blast at ya with the trigga nigga/
nigga try an come at me you fuckin cant/
monte carlo with the candy paint/
yo nigga you kno you aint/
see me an your girl faint/
try an get me im g/
--- "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
New Tricks wrote:
rogue you kno that i can out last you/
rogue you kno that i can out past you/
im increble to this rap nigga/
blast at ya with the trigga nigga/
nigga try an come at me you fuckin cant/
monte carlo with the candy paint/
yo nigga you kno you aint/
see me an your girl faint/
try an get me im g/
OWNED HAHA!
The fuk AS did you hear what I said Chinkstah?
You suck.. plus Rogue challenged YOU AS not fukin
new Tricks so step up you damn pussy..
this is a verse that goes with a song by me, and it has a hook n everythin but for now I’m jus focusing on the verses...
Somebody gona DIE 2NIGHT, Roll a blunt yea we smokin gettin' HiiGH as a KITE// Ask if i’d pull a trigguh but don’t ask WHY I MIGHT
ask me why my MIND ain’t RIGHT but don’t ask where I got tha speed so FINE so WHITE//I know you wouldn’t ask how I got ma chain to SHINE so BRIGHT n if you hataz talkin smack then i guess its TIME to FIGHT// A pill poppin epidemic got kids mashin up the CRIME RATE, got pedofiles prowlin' for preteens and a BLIND DATE , kids askin for a gram with no clue that tha DIMES LACED, ya gotta be a Crack Town resident to understand tha MIND STATE// Ya gotta keep ya head up cuz only tha strong MAKE IT THROUGH, you could give someone a look they don like n they’ll be HATIN' ON YOU// They’ll wait till you’re alone n then the pussies’ll jump you, ya only SAFE WIT YA CREW, If you got some true homies wherever you go TAKE’EM WIT YOU// You fakers are comin' close to ya very last breaths n with all your shit talkin you be WASTIN' IT TOO// Bitches is in DISGUISE all you gotta do is listen don’t BELIEVE// Its you they DESPISE they only call when they’re IN NEED, Put their lies ASIDE tell’em nasty hoes to take A SEAT,See I be runnin' shyt THIS TIME spit sick rhymes widout skippin A BEAT// We took ova tha city now look at tha money I’m MAKIN', fuck havin' a boyfriend its only dis paper I’m CHASIN', step into tha realm with tha big boys you’ll be dancin' with SATAN, represent Crack Town no matter where I reach I’ll still call it ma HAVEN//
I’ll neva say babigurl’s NAME the poor thing only five its such a SHAME, her life was innocent her killa had nuthin to GAIN, with her untimely passin' ma hood’ll neva be tha SAME, it haunts me to this day n my heart starts to PAIN, what upsets me ten times worst is tha man this city BLAMES, he was a hustla not a killa that jus wasn’t his GAME// Went to SCHOOL with his brotha this guy was someone I KNEW, the mother’s story has tha public FOOLED but I know she ain’t bein TRUE// Tha dude is a CRUEL mudafucka but this wasn’t sumthin he’d DO// The media makes him out to be a psycho MONSTER, a conflict over drugs n tha baby knew nothing but look what it COST HER, no prison sentence can change the fact that we LOST HER// N cuz homeboy was so MEAN I believe he was some sort of a WITNESS , he knows what he SEEN but won’t tell’em who DID THIS// The mother was a CRACKER, everytime her story changes I burst into LAUGHTER, if shes proven to be involved I hope somebody SMACKS HER, not to mention when in tha penn its highly likely they’ll WAX HER((kill her))// Some people say they SEEN her that same night in tha CLUB, she never heard her baby SCREAM to me dat ain’t no motherly LOVE// The ones that know shes a FIEND know who she is n how she DOES// things ain’t always as they SEEM but soon we’ll all know who spilled that baby’s BLOOD// a life so precious, a crime so FILTHY, n if that boy did this then he did it but to me hes innocent till proven GUILTY // A closer look into tha case has mommy’s true colours SHOWN, that child’s life was in her hands when she couldn’t get on track with her OWN, see with addiction comes alotta rage when you got no drugs n you JONZE((another word for fiend pronounced:juh-o-n-z)), yeaaa dis is Crack Town, go head' n call it a fiend ZONE, cuz I’ll still call this my HOME//
I experience a cutting pain that wounds so deep/
tears grasp my eyes, setting of fatigue, but pain allows no sleep/
Its a continous reminder with my every heartbeat/
bursts through the mind with a sharp, dark, heat/
mind in a trance no joyful thought could compete/
a link between the chin and grin,connection dont meet/
for my burden, find a cure its the one thing i seek/
downwards spiral of confidence again returns sore defeat/
From some hope i need a glimer, but i recieve no peak/
This ink is my uselessness on a free flowing leak/
more chance that im retarded or a word crazed freak/
below the world i stand not exact on height in feet/
please tell me that this shit aint only frightenin me/
an alcoholic author lets hope kids aint reciting me/
cos my illness is apparent, im a skitzophrenic “G”/
i hate to watch my actions but i love my art complete/
that depressed tone took the pills and words became upbeat/
i go now, to show how my double mind became the streets elite/
--- "I Steam Roll Your Whole Crew...Fuck Your Fashion Shoot.. You Couldnt See Me If You Drank A Tank Of Carrot Juice"
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