Believe in your skill, dont question it find a topic and start adressin it! find out a direction quick... and tell a real story & invest in it! For example, Ima talk about pain heartache is real, walking in the rain and almost EVERYTHING I say.. rhymes rage, but the story wont change! they said I couldn't live without a heart Its true because I was dying in the dark So scarred. I was crying just as hard... ripped apart, should've seen it from the start But now Im harder than ever way smarter than ever... I dont look to be together I just drift like a feather! Every kind feeling is severed and I will love again: NEVER now I only keep it wetter... when it dries, I find better! Its just that simple. Storytelling incredible and confidence makes things credible My only advice is treat rap like a ***** and keep em both off of pedestals!!
oh hey guys sorry to tell you this my rap might seem more like a diss. I've seen your raps and they have no style they must belong in the dirty pile. I'm sorry for bein mean hope you dont turn green. just face the facts your raps are crap. i would say your raps have funk but now their just junk. im not sayin im the king or the ace all im sayin is this aint the right place.
Fireball....your raps are cheesy easy and greasy.... see I killed u with one bar do u want more I'm a rook but I still flow with the best your a vet but yet u haven't made it nowhere so bet Imma keep killing this mic I will destroy u then eat u like a cannibal I'm an animal or a intellectual demon killing all u kids fining. I ain't ever scared back up on the account of three oh wait your already dead This is a game to me and your just a pawn Ill slit your throat and leave u in a pond Or hang you from a tree and beet you beyond Painful I'm hateful but the the girls Still love me more than you They say ur ugly you got herps is that true? Ha there's a couple bars for you more than u could ever contemplate now get back before I cop a case
And I wont stop there I came from the trap talking about "my raps are trash" ha u try and decieve me and ill wipe u clean With a contract on your head the Mexican cartel will leave you for dead U just mad My raps are incredible yours are on a kindergarten pre-k level I got a doctorates degree in this So why try and step to a king when your a jester trying to clown me... I'm unstoppable like Ali in his prime kill u like Michael Myers with a knife but no mask I want u to see my face and react
I spit straight fire in this rap game I'm cruisin with the blue I'm riding with the red you'll find a bullet hotter than your head I kill women and children murder u just to feel it then go get your moms so I can momentarily hit it And that's bars now I'm done come at me again an ill make sure u never rap again son
A vibe is something you get when you be spitting The messages I just observed ain't even getting in So let me get closer to you an deliver them Sublimated an overrated my thoughts in my head will jump off the page like they hated it So give it your best shot Cause you never know Till the end comes What you actually got
Avenged...listen here my friend ill slap u Then make you come here again Because I'm your only fam U think i love u ha think again your straight out the pin With homosexual tendencies that u need help with u have nobody with your std's an H.I.V. ill make u my buddy's homie lover friend U r nothing to me u see ill snatch u up and bury you ten feet deep with magots for eyes and one hollow for a brain Ppl who see what I did to u would go insane But I Jack off to the perfect gory image in my brain The scene bloody and gory with stick through your body gun shots pop off while u scream for me to please stop Beg and plead ain't going to save thee ill behead u and put it on a pedistal for everyone to see The F.B.I. don't even want to mess with me. Ill toss your baby In a dryer stab your women if she fidgets while I make u watch and laugh along with it My flows are gruesome and deadly but unlike u I mean every word I say
My raps will sting like lemon in ur eyes I'll fry u and eat u up like French fries Wanna be good come to me for advice U can't rap against the best I am truly blessed I make ur face so red ur gonna need a blood test #blackkingviper
Listen here mr black viper The words you just wrote aren't even worthy to be in this cypher It's sad you ain't got enough money To even pay for the pied piper My lyrics are unknown but to be worse the words you spit couldn't be decipherd What sucks right now you're lyrics can't come together to light a fire Half of what you just said makes you a liar but you get mad when I burn you because I blew up like a geyser? I'm just a ordinary hiker Willing to fly higher Rather or not I'm speaking to a minor Son you better wear a visor Before I scorch you to where there is no surviving The hole I will put you in will be to deep to be climbing out of Meaning you'll never be able to scratch the surface Everything I just hit you with you deserve it So come again an Ill grant you this burning service are you nervous?
My lyrics arnt worthy huh? Maybe you arnt at my intelligence level yet nvrm that let me get started, U r no one to king ill curb stomp you so bad it'll leave a bloody stream I sell rocks on the block for 20$ bucks a pop While you say the same words in repetitive abbundance ill b back here selling flows for hundreds If u know me u know I stay clean don't need no 2 faced players around me Avenged do you rly know who u r coming up againts I'm like 2 pac reincarnated u r vanilla ice pacin Your hearts racin sweats drippin I'm chipping away Because I like to play with my meat before I eat atleast today anyway I'm the best there has ever been Coming at me that's a death wish ill condemn U see u don't know me I'm ill in the brain and i'll kill anyone in my way I just sacrificed the holy Lamb so I can get paid U r nothing to a G ill make u plea for eternity While I torture your soul and make it known that I'm here to stay ill never go away With that Uzi I swear to u it'll spray everything that stands in my way Ill string u up by your toes then beat the hell out of u Till u pray to your God now Well God isn't hear but the devils near sell your soul And ill let u go If u don't i'll continue to torture u so Either be prepared for pain or the eternal flame ill give u both Till your in icu ready to go But ill resesitate u and bring u back just so I can do it again be ready for that
Fireball, What u said was as wack as the crack I sell On 3rd street I'm a LK boy ill snatch u up and roll u up like a rollie polie Boy u ugly If I hit u with a frying pan would that make u prettier Or just similar to how u already look And that's real you get hogtied so u can't squel duct tap your mouth shut and I got that Antastestic to drug your ass up hostile crap Sorry no luck I got 1 for your dome 3 for your home and 4 for wife and kids I never repeat only skeat all over your girls sheets till u come home As soon as I see u I put a machete into yuh then tell your wife its time to eat hun
I'm calling out all u rappers that think u have a chance I am the man i'll leave u seeking an eating your own feces Because after I'm done with u you'll go insane My lyrics are like a trillion uppercuts in your gut 500 bullets in your eye an 15,000 knife wounds in your spine I'm the illest on the mic I promise u that Every now and again you'll say that's wack.... But for the most part you'll be like wow I b keeping it one hundred like a genuine child I keep coming isn't it incredible But ill always be inhanceible Never ever reaching my prime But always reaching my 9 and u b Preaching the same lyrics over in time See that's not me I don't get repetitive So u never know what imma say nxt Like Dr.Dre said I never recite another artist lyrics I keep it original like this Cypher I'm not an ego maniac like u think When I call these rappers out I'm just trying to make me better By rapping againts the best flowing with the rest See u keep your raps short my flow forever an ever Ill always be getting better Never Taking a down fall always being true And isn't truth what ppl seek?
Yoloking here again sorry for the wait now here's hip-hop To make your head rock and shake your dreadlocks Similar to a tectonic bedrock I hit the base like Red Sox Shook ones, look, I'm not a half-way crook You see, I tend to read more books than George Bush And in comparison, I'm not a half-way crook I'm a punk who yells "Buck Fush" in a song with no hook I take pawns with no rook, though I'm used to suck at checkers Right now, I'm P-Oed at vetoes of my vendettas Knowledge brings roots, and experience breeds feathers Meaning that like fine wine, my grapes of wrath keep tasting better I'm not a Christian, so if my thought process is God given It's obvious to all, I've got the wrong religion Life's no cross to bear, it's a pot to p1ss in Or spit in, a spittoon, that's the position I assume I've not been living a coccoon, I've been rapping in the mirror And laughing at these posers as the days are getting weirder For the thinkers, I pop, lock, and drop the pistons If it's too much, the rest can bob their heads to the rhythm(sorry that wasn't mine but it was dope)