>>61705164 >memerap track starts >producer screaming his name in my ears >rap man tells me I'm not ready for this one >rap man reminds me what album I'm listening to >rap man reminds me which year said album was recorded in >rap man reminds me where he is in the "rap game" (at the top, of course) >rap man tells me his name, moniker, "rap name", or all three >rap man tells me he's "going in" before starting a verse >rap man tells me how much money he has >rap man says "uh... yeah" >rap man name drops a bunch of clothing lines and automobile companies
You'll find me head to toe in Kanye in the west of Italy The check from El Chapo done bounced, so I snitched him out to the police Puttin' bricks in Mexico like Donald Trump This bitch got a lovely butt, I give a thump then send her to the dump You can call me Han Solo like French Montana with no lady Pass weight to cholos, I'm Santa with no cabbage patch babies This whip is crazy but it ain't shit for me Your shit is corny, clueness spitters don't know they're boring I would pay for my bitch, wouldn't want a nickel back Your bitch is the bitch equivalent of Nickleback
>>61705164 >yo im sad because my relationship with this girl is bad >you could even say it's unhealthy >yeah, we fucked plenty >okay so we didn't we only slept together once >but we only snuggled >didn't even kissed >tonight im sleeping alone >hope i'm being missed >but she's just obviously pissed >im literally using a meme thread on 4chan to discuss my problems as if it were a therapist
i'll run up on a nigga with a gat in the hand fuck you if you're thinking i'm a flash in the pan kill you quick and laugh while i be stacking your bands fuck your girl three times after trashing her man then i killed her too because hoes gon be hoes fuck her corpse till my dick bleed, then light up some dro head down to the walmart and shoot up the sto' because like bowie, i'm at my best when i stoop low and like bowie, in the hood i'm the black star running circles round you niggas like a motherfucking track star in the streets you watching for a couple cold-ass black cars we pull up in 'em, shoot, and leave you bleeding on the black tar asshole, eat mine, then go home for tea time swag so above yours that you can't even see mine when i come in, niggas see the exit, make a beeline cause life is the sentence if dopeness is the crime
the game finna change when the blame's on ya the same flame sparked when the shame's on ya drop the flow hoe you already know doe im goin to the top while ya girls on my floor droppin oh so low yo i aint a rapper but a trapper a lyrical attacker with swagger and fuck all the fags er- hol up not to be homophobic but smokin j's in the snow with twinks makes me think u gay nigga. u gay.
Young black male, radical infidel Fucking 47 virgins 'fore they lock me up in jail Or toss me in the pail like most Obama voters Nigga still made bail like I'm general motors Now what's the quote, I ain't rapping for niggas/nickles and dimes Bitch I'm spitting them rhymes for those committing them crimes Nope, I ain't talking bout those fellows with melanin Othello flow, mellow foe, truth in what I'm bellowing
My story is lonely and thin Bet on original sin Ante'd and folded my nigga Thank you I'll see you again. Staring I'm blank in my chair Sensory signal impaired. Caught in a strained loop of thought That's webbed with a string of despair. Faded I'm jaded and cocked Tongue on the floor with my watch Time tastes like berries with sour hair blended into the pot Scotch whiskey aft on the shelf Vomit and weed is the smell Oh fuck it's Monday I'm sorry mommy I'll clean up in hell. Hell is the party of night Heaven is flooded with light I'll take my darkness with lemon Stirred in a mixer of might Mental, I'm hardened for hate Crazy, I'm lying in wait Lost in the crowd of my mind that plots to dishevel my gait Cannot dispense all the truth Cannot abide by belief Sorry for hatin but niggas plottin to bury me deep And steal every ounce of me pouncing on every thought leafed from arboreal consciousness that envelopes my soul Lost all constraint and control Roll up to this nigga's home Break down the door and demand compliance, absorb it and go Oh fuck he's at it again Killing his family and friends Burning down buildings and fucking children unwrapped with a grin Easy I'm calm and collected Radiant, firm and electric Still you hate niggas but murder vengeance's a faggot incentive Burnt is the state of my heart Lungs all contorted and wrought Brain's melting slowly and liver's begging for mercy oh lord My God is myself and my own Nigga my coffin's my Rome and I'll burn down your Carthage just see you enflamed and alone
22 years old, 6 weeks jobless 22 cold years hoe 19 centerfold, topless semaphore 'got this' sterile plus monotonous wit like me and it and charismatic to boot head from fischer to deep blue don't jaw bout my flow my dough already do so call me white flight and just as benign 76, ...er, bitches, always playin from behind pills, chilled pils, backseat wit a rill rill slow dive thru my messed up world me still thrills
Now-now-now-now-now-now, now your girl might be sick but my girl's sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor Will knock a bitch out, annnnd fight Comin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods' wife Yeahhh, she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up they chest like pasties Couple girlfriends and they ALL a little crazy Comin down the street like a parade, Macy's (Whoo!) I fill 'er up, balloons Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons D'oh, but I ain't talkin 'bout Homer Chick's so bad the whole crew wanna bone her, yeah
Now what, i'm on that dope shit? Trapping and fapping to that nope shit. Lord of the game, hell yeah Hella lame, hell nah (yup) Trilling up in this street kill a nigga I meet waiting for the man? nah, gonna meet a fan twenty six dollars in my hand? (yup) nah senpai gotta go glam on my way to the state capitol making me spend that state capital government money checks and bonds nigga that shit is like salt to fawns
impaired sittin on my ass in a chair tryna find meaning in life like its s'posed to be fair like we got a reason to wake up in the morning these empty pockets got me feelin fuckin corny whats a purpose if 6 feet under is the only destination invest in a nation of fools and you end up depreciated you can try to inspire but the rhymes you write that are so fuckin' fire got people callin you liar. acquiescence. we starving for sense. on the corner beggin for some god damn relevance but all we got is fake times for these "great" rhymes.
Bottle after bottle of jenkem now I inflate, and leave my pants hanging low so the shit can escape, with the stale pillow I now proceed to mate, painting the bedroom white is my fate. I inhale fermented feces and then shit on a dinner plate, niggas don't know the peril ass fumes can initiate.
>>61705645 >not crap on my dick while i fuck you in the ass
>>61706316 Now-now-now-now-now-now, now you know I'm sicker than Elvis getting quite contagious peanut butter and banana outrageous passing out (aaugh) and getting high (yeeaah) gotta go and slap a ho in my tribe like navajo splitting shins getting dough shitting, grinning, thats a no gonna tell you something fly ain't gonna make you lose yo mind about a disease, cause distress, nigga talking IBS irritable bowels up in here gas so bad the room just clears cramps aches oh my god manure under grass is good for sod now lawn care tips aren't quite my beef yo girl farts out of vag thats a queef i'm telling you son it ain't no lie water your plants til' the day you die
>>61706338 >traditional rhyme scheme For you sempai
Guilt building in the building filling til it hit the ceiling Get real, fuck deals, I'm here to make a real killing Your short, so is my temper, got that good, I keep it semper Fly no lie, I keep my head tight and high Wimper, I want a reaction, what's the stats on the action My brats moving racks ain't new to cat snatching Fact? Watch it happen, grab stacks while you be napping Relapsing, in fact it's intact right in my rapping Nigga I'm rash, while you relaxing, I hit the lick quick til it's cashed in, leave you aghast and gasping My shit's legit, I'm not a has been, but I has been to the spot where niggas got them gats and they blasting Boom, blasphemy, doubting my trot to mastery Is akin to spreading sin and is quite offending the cast and me Catch a 22 in your crew if you be trashing me The keef entreprenuer got more green than Master Chief
Look around see the enemies of the law Smile cuz they ain't dead look at gods Friends til they ain't fed look at they jaw How my supposed to rest y'all Scared I'm on self imposed house arrest y'all I tell them meet they maker Drink a gun bus with a bullet chaser Figure one less is another one gone Of they could say what they saw theyd say a wild mother fucker too ill for the law Too I'll for the law Too I'll for the law Go ahead and spill bitch too I'll for the law Too real for the law All ya heard was papa don't hit me no more Kick in the door wavin the 4 4 All I know lakutis too I'll for the law
>>61705164 Born writin' lightnin tight lines, from the get go/ When dough get let low, chrome shine like Destro/ Blind like Deathstroke, a nerd with 4 eyes/ Devise a line that take crown and first prize/ The worst guys, all players throw ya hat in/ Takin all the bets from young fools yappin/ Steel gets to clappin, left the clowns bleedin/ In need of a brand new hustle, and a sense of being/ Left the mic pleadin, "The way he tear is unfair"/ Left the speakers bodied, from sounds out this atmosphere/
I strike the wind like a bullet I look like Lil Wayne with a mullet I got a trigger mang, dont make me pull it I eat nails for breakfast you bitch You look like Pleakly from Stitch I got a water gun full of piss I bet you scared now you punk I let my gun air out, leave you in the dumps You are banal I did all your ancestors in the analllllllllll All you faggots need to get good Like DJ Khaled, I am so good
>>61705164 Flows like snow in December - I got plenty Just remember my LP that sold for 20 G Mass money wit mah dick boucin' off hired titties Tippin' fitties balls deep Da pussy look like Shaun Sheep Sleep on silk chic with a new chick every week
Don't forget that these rhymes transcend space and time Cyber-crimes on the side tend to amass dimes Da Federation lookin' for me they be scanning ever sector 'Cause my legacy extends forever: RAP VECTOR
let's have one of those blood sandwiches i need a peel, my china big oh i know a man gotta live and eat i say, he gotta empty the wall out on the street i wanna kill all my baby pig oh you want a baby i want you to dig i don't want to kill my baby pig grrrrrrrr you can go to school with a little red box and i can have my pig come with me with the box i don't want to kill a china pig but now i have no choice curly toes in the inner circle of glaze he got a floppy back and a flower fold my china pig is quite a show i don't want to kill it
memerap track starts, top of the charts, boom bang triple plat, but i wish she was more, stacked, feeling like i'm 12 again, monday disappearing and, you'll find my head in kanye's ass, litres of semen splash, i'm a bitch and i got punched in the face this time, so hit me up with 3 glasses of that coconut lime, poo in loo meme, time to go cry over a bitch and dream, i came to /mu/ while feeling bad, stealing lines is pretty sad.
white boy on da beat, rockin gucci sneaks all i do is win, charlie sheen starded out in '06 and revived the scene uh, so many mothafuckas wanna be like me came from the lowest of lows, rose to the top with a vision my haters talk shit while washin dishes for a livin ive been on this rap shit since i was shittin in Pampers climbed the ladder to the top and now im shittin on rappers
Checkered with what we checked on an upfront center Entering with deuce shot hot top of a no-go getter Your shit can't even warm my plate, and you think you do better? The next base is free, try taking it away from me oh my oh my.
Big boy bitter bug nigga pull that trigga Cheat a dead mega bled red gonna run to bed Pull a knock knock nigga lop, chop knock rock the clock Watch the watch the horse, my horse, gucci horse, swag farm, goat alarm, chicken farm, ain't nothin wrong
Anne Frank Anne Frank Man that pussy stank She go into hidin' and while she slidin' on this dick I tell her a trick you best keep quiet or they'll send you to camp they'll put you on a diet and make you a tramp
Anne Frank Anne Frank Man that pussy stank Still in Auschwitz cop a few tits eat a few gritz, just kiddin' ha before she even knew she blew it got found they could smell her for miles definitely her feminine wiles
here's some retarded shit I shat from my shitter on a whim
I'm a cultured individual, my music taste's eclectic catch me at the crib bumping Animal Collective your pothead friend'll tell you that their songs are all 'bout drugs but if you listen closely, man, it's really more 'bout hugs
Hugs, not drugs, kids, keep calm and toe the line TV shows'll tell you that it's fun to do a line But if you’re not thrifty, man, you'll wind up stuck in line At the New Money Express, waiting to cash that check…
Flow more savage than a tide of migrants With minds set on white lands, Except my mental is far more incited Towards platinum and iron The irony is i don't mean swords I mean beheading fuck niggas while your bitch records And of course i've filmed more, Shit, i've filmed more stuff in Corsica that anyone would abhor I mean shit that would make you feel sic to the Cor Like degloving cracked out whores, Dumped in a glad bags out in the moors Planting her prints on crime scenes of held up convenience stores Of course none of this for me has any recourse So i beg please lord, you can sow, just let me reap more.
On my death bed. All I wants a little head And a head stone that read The realist shit I've ever said But instead List the meds they found in my system And burn my body but the ashes in a cistern If you need assistance Spend the cash in my mattress Donate all my assets But one facet Tell my momma that I loved her strawberry hair And not that she should care But I couldn't bare To see her see me suffer I don't know what's tougher My friends don't want to see me My girlfriend thinks I'm needy I'm knee deep in pills Dying is a thrill And if you're really ill They'll remember all your bars And not your fancy cars
Thank my lucky stars
Oh it's hard x 3 Look at me a shard of my former self I need some Eric dorner help Feelin out of place like will Ferrell In the movie about the elf Keep all my fuckin pills on the very top shelf Codeine swimming like I'm phelps Life preserve cuz I'm drownin I'm scrounging around my house for Valiums and vicodins The vs are so enticing Opiate addiction is the icing On the cake I hope they don't notice that my tags are fake If you legalize drugs you're my favorite candidate How can you duckin hate Addiction isn't safe It's a state of mind Like New York on that eastern time
List lazily on the couch Heavy feeling in the pouch Six triple chain never felt no pain Blue in the form of beauty spring days Lord slayve me now I'm just messing with the how Trade in my sanctity, my rhymes are electrict Let these words wrap your soul to sweet eccentricity Left over hate spit on the name, were going insane, this isn't what was supposed to be, but ain't nothing supposed to be, keep on spending them dollas and working all them hours with baby blue could ask for nothing else it must be true The realest humanity is survival drill these lines into my rivals keep on stylin, I hate this fucking rhyme but rather not let the thread die Imagine bun bun, day dream about forsaking, father give a word to encourage these monstrosities
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