Ooooh was I really just threatened? Directly from a pubescent? Bro9, I'm not sweatin! Its best you keep steppin! Im here to teach you a lesson cuz rap has gave me its blessin! now lemme ask a question are you even respected? I make your keyboard stress it every time I address it I know you wanna be the best at rap and you've impressed us! But "best at this ****" comes to MY addresses! So ya attitude, check it! before it gets corrected my flows never neglected In fact, its perfected! Man Ralph couldnt wreck it X Factor wouldn't "X" it! They all know who the best is. thats why yo girl wanna sex this sending Static breast pics!! dying to be my next bish but better luck next wish :lol: im not into ya chickens but tell ya mom I said hi and I send her my kisses tell her Ill stop by next time I pop me a pigeon and hey Bro9 listen... Its hard to hear ya dissin while yall washin my dishes so just shut that stuff up and get back in my kitchen!
Hol' hol' up Let's stop and gather my thoughts a minute That's prolly about how long It took for your mom and dad to spin it When they tol' you that you was adopted And that your real mom had heroin in it The Same time that you was inside her Sucking up messed up vitamins If thats what you call fetal alcohol syndrome Man this rap makes me feel alive again For the first time i can Feel the oxygen Like a light goes on in my mind this pen Touches pads and gold gets to be write again Did you see what I did there? did you think I mispelled it? go back check yourself twice My intelligence barely held it Together this rap of mine Is like a.d.h.d Does ten things at one time And not a one of em off key Not a one of em slips bars Drops beats, or loses momentum The only good things coming Are only good when i'm getting in em You wonder who this rap is for? who am i targeting now? like isn't flippin obvious? Do i have to spell it somehow? do i need to point back to these wack ass rappers Keep trying to cop me and clown Got jokes but weak ass bullsnot lyrics While they tryin to tear me down this line's for you brobot And this one is for yolo The rest of em are for myself Cuz you clowns don't deserve my promo I wouldn't hand you a mixtape If i was homeless and livin in boxes Or holed up inside of a subway station Paying for your real mommas rockses The yellowish kind that you pipe smoke In case that you two clever foxes Didn't remember the beginning When i called her a druggie And blamed her for all of your problems But that's nothing new is it really You been doing that your whole lives Blaming yourself is where you should start Instead of hiding behind knives Verbally putting up walls Defenses are lyrically twisted Your trying to shut everyone else out But reality is that you missed it The point to my flows is not this That wasnt my serious intention To have you hiding behind lies But seems I leave you in mental detention
Budget cuts anda bouncing cat Beat box this anda beat box that Budget cuts and an ice cold ice This next rap is not as nice I see you people dont appreciate My passive aggressive stance on hate Fine, ok, I'll come out swinging Beat you till your ears are ringing Ring, ring, ring, hello who's this? I'm the man whos ass you kiss All of yous wanna piece of my throne Fools! I'm gangsta! I'm Al Capone! Now lissen see, yous all gettin whacked I've rigged the deck, the odds are stacked Against anyone pitting their verse against mine Give up, go home, your wasting time, And breath and skill and life on this earth This thread is not where you prove your worth.
I ain't no rapper I'm hungry where's ma dinner Bow down to me ya sinner Before I make ya my stripper readin shades of grey bc I'm a reader Now get lost you madaa faaaher
So how about some Shakespearean rhyme? i declare its time. Well the lady doth not protest, But I must digress, And I shall with vigour, Ye olde dated rhyme makes me quiver. Anon, anon My Lordship static, mark thou rhyming as erratic. Alas! Thou shall ascertain yet, Slow as thy stead, albeit. Wilt thee hark my name? Or art I suitable for disdain? Nay bother, we shalt quarrel For i courteously have moral. Signior Bro9 thou untruthful Crone, By the sweat of my brow I wilt turn thee to stone. With uttered spell I prithee thou to compel ? Lady Nipples-nipples tell me your contempt, I'm afraid not my fair lady this is merely my first attempt.
I get so depressed and distressed from work related stress, im a mess lets confess im just tryin to get success, pay the bills get some thrills maybe do some dodgy pills, have no luck getting stuck, wow I've 'done' this one up! playin' kaw, what for? maybe i should go outdoors to help enforce a better course and find A New Source to help revive and survive then ill hopefully stay alive...
Conductor wants a word with these two different forms of energy This heat and electricity have "amigo" affinity The bonds in the vicinity must be broken consistently To teach these aborigines their rap is losing viciously Don't you get it McPhee Nannies ain't **** to me Static and Burns are showing massive pacificity With immaturity Comes rapping abysmally Mom/Adoption jokes apply to 6th graders specifically Was it cuz middle school was your life's highlight Or are you just scared cuz your intelligence went bye-bye No matter the reason you're affecting your own life pride Think about what you write before you cross my line To summarize, your schematics are a failure This rap building gonna crack with these inconsistent papers You write up a better high rise Or all of us are gon' die The weak bars gonna break and crush us with their crap flow, guys
Been sittin' here and readin' All the cr*p that has been written Watchin' all you lil' boys thinkin' Your sh*t is naught but b*tchin' I've never done this rap thing And don't confess to understandin' But I'll try my best to not sound Totally stupid and oh so random I'm way older than the universe And by far wiser than old Solomon Been rhymin' words for all eternity Always refined and never common I'm here to show you youngins' That stringin' words together dont mean sh*t If they dont tell a story or have a meaning It just makes you look like a total d*ck So make sure when your rappin', All your words must have a meanin' Real life and personal experience Not just from the sh*t that you are dreamin' You can laugh at what I've written Criticize my style, pick my words apart But you can't poke holes in my logic Coz you should only ever write from the heart So whether or not you like my words of wisdom I really don't care couldn't give a flying f*** Your comments and jibes will roll off me Like water off the back of a duck ** well I tried...it's probably stupid and I know I'm way out of my league ..I write poetry not rap ...sorry if I offended anyone **
When it comes to rap i am your morgan freeman Narrating all you noobs you wish you never heard em Have a flow cost more than oprahs tampons If you wanna catch up kid youre gonna have eat more salmons Bitchinf and buttfucking you hoes
Lets take it to the next level! Really? What's wrong with this level? What? This levels not the level, the next levels the level! Analyzing everything, annotating the facts Emphasizing anything enhancing my attacks Deadly dictions dropping dynamic debate I'd rather do this than master- wait! Lets keep this clean. Lets keep it fresh Now watch as my rhythm and rhyme mesh Forming a spectacular marvel A one of a kind! Something that will blow your mind! Tripping you out leaving you on the floor, Drooling a puddle but begging for more. My fricitives are indicative of particular skill My sibilant sussurations showcase something surreal Im like morpheus, offering a red and blue pill Drop down the rabbit hole, hear the modem squeal Either that or stay ignorant and be a robots shill In your nine to five job and crappy automobile.