Mane no this aint over im sick of being told life aint nothing but stone cold people u aint nothing but a back lifed washed making your way by means to loft up so now your washed up 100s fiftys to your little nit picky crap face the facts im evolution check your constituion your fruition on education is discrimination so now i pray you cray back to your cancer day your sick and bad check your label this is a ill mans cradle im laying 20s and fiftys under but man im feeling thunder stricking im on a mission dont come dissing ur a unfit misfit ****** dont u get it? Ur not needed here its tyranny!! Ur a beast raiser ur just like paper. Ur a shoe scraper.
Rose :- over the hill and passed it .Mutton dressed up as lamb . With her fake act trying to talk as if she's from the hood .Her whole Kaw story is a sham. I pity you now because I am coming to gore you , mame you and slain. Reading her mimiced ,copyed gangster talk which ain't even her style or lingo. Makes me cringe to the max ,you're a wannabe to the finish , jealous of all that I've acceived that you lack. Right here , right now your fake front I'll diminish. You can't step to the game if you ain't even in it. I hit from pin ? You can't even get a win on me I got all your inc screenshotted.The joke is You. Cause you cant even save your account versus me .Even when you are fully potted ! I have a crush on you ? Eww yuck you ain't even got the traits to make me star struck .Each time I deliver my home truths in worldchat to you , you buckle & seize up !! Word has it that you are not even female .Your lies don't even hold up they are all made up inside of your head , Your attention seeking banners are lame . But i suppose when your personality can't snare them . Then you play on the sympathy card instead. Roses motto in life is " if you ain't got it :- then just bluff " ! And then your wall will get some new screennames that your sad and pathethic self can woo. Check the inscription rose aka angel in high heels on your tombstone - this girl roni suffers no losses .
We some monsters honest abe still wont be slayed gotta fight for what you want, you dont you aint got nothing right. Moneys a tought sight gotta fight it with your might. Slighty impared to somes glare still im a tight shiner im at the diner t bone steak please minus the cheddar done lost my brudda over that shi its messed. Im blessed words are a tough word to get off your chest chill in your nest and pop something get it its like running off a few pounds you arent nothing to us killer hounds
Id prefer there to be rumours but to know the turth, Then live in a fairytale that has no roof. I prefer to live my own and see it mirrored back Then look in the mirror but see darkness staring Back. I prefer to find my own way and not follow the Mass. Then get caught up in who's the best like tap tap clap. I prefer to laugh at ignorance for the ignorants Sake. Then speak nothings like its logic, For shouting it's sake. I prefer to surround myself with people who dont have time on thier hands, To put down others because thier different. Not bland. I prefer to see darkness and look for the stars Then bathe in the blackness to blot out the Stares. And I guess some will say that im writing about Them. Draw comparisons lightly because this is Nothing about you. Im just tired frustrated of being mocked in a Game. For illness or looking some God given way. Id prefer to be blinded and chained to the floor. Then have nothhing inside me then hatred and Flaw. Id prefer to be nothing, Full stop in a book. Then so full of anger im starting to rot.
Im sorry please write smaller cause man the bar game can only get so much taller but a fairytale? Kanye was chosen to tell you about your fell times to rhyme and combustate the city to frustrate eachother wheres it wrong? You. Its in my song we dont get along this isnt nothing nice. Im a killer your playing with dice whats this yhatzee? Ill slay you up nazi frotage mass congulation for this nation dang is that a cake baking? Smells good repping hood your the type of girl to be on my mood side by side. Do you wanna ride? Lets go baby side by side. U aint gotta abide by something aint yours im a chorus maker nothing than a sheet slather fresh cookies im baking aregiano sentimental things to tell u ur lame its just quite boring like i should have the feds snoring.
Rose trys to feign that she's the picturesque of maturity.But behind the mask is a poisonous dolt full of jealousy stemming from obscurity ! If you have a man or best friend you better keep their name outter sight ,cause she has no morals and will make a beeline for them and try steal them from under your nose.Everything you have she will want it too . That's just the jealous witch from within who will try with all her might to discredit your name, pretend that your evil and so full of sin.But the woman behind the mask is not all that she pretends .its just a facade to the world because her true self can't get friends.
This feels derailed so bad. Where is the stuff thats fun to read? Syn u more troll than rapper tbh. Smh kaw.
My rhyme scheme is impossible Like pulling yourself out the hospital After I get done with your ass There won't be any more obstacles This stuff I'm reading is toxic bull Scrunch up your paper and toss, it's full Of bad rhymes, someone stop this fool Fore I knock you off from atop this stool This pedestal that you place yourself Up so high with the greats this shelf Is reserved for championship material No room for your ungrateful self Move along don't talk to me chronie Go back to your trailer park homie Wouldn't listen to you if you were the only I'd probably put chrome in my own dome, phony You can't handle this pressure kid Quit playing out here with the big dogs You wanna bark all the time don't ya But you can't back it up, you just big talks Go on kid flex ya muscles Show us what little girl's are made of Sugar and spice, and half baked cyphe's Open your trap and get ate up
People be like "Where Milky went?" Well, Milky is far from retirement. Just been resting, time well spent. Now spittin' bars for this entire event. Wanna be an emcee? Come see me. Giving lectures every week at rap university. I'm a surgeon with my lyrics, make an incision. Dropping the mic like its soap and this is prison. Static and Burns been holding it down, while I'm not around. But I'm back now, this is my town, I'm wearing the crown. Some of you new folks may not know, about my flow. I'm hear to show, pay attention, here's the blow by blow. Day by day, play by play, the final report. What I say, words I display, there's no retort. Cheap shots, talking trash, I won't resort. I'm the Van Damme of freestyle and this is Bloodsport. I flow on another type of level, the top floor. I'm penthouse living, you begging for scraps by my back door. Comparing me to you, is like Adidas to Jimmy Choo. Like a t-rex to Scooby Doo, a porterhouse to beef stew, heroin to sniffing glue, Main Street to Park Avenue. I'm glad to see this thread going in the two-oh-one-six. Let's see what Milky got left in this bag of tricks.
I just woke lemme reach into the hat of roasts is that a double flamer tamer u boys are im rabid a savage you spit stuff average its just so fast im fantastic im a rap wrap u up u suck bars so long to reply i outa be screaming at the sky for a blessing. Get it? Its like yall trying to much to get a medal when you aint put your feets on your pedals