My hooks and flow are the bomb My poetry as sick as verses from the Quran You want to diss me? Better pray to your false God Slimy infidel noob I feed you to the dogs Curse the heavens and laugh while eating my kabob Planes fly overhead, It's the U.S. airdropping some new arms For our cause to keep the war effort afloat I have a wife, you really think I'd step out for a goat? Just sit and watch your TV Don't come to my land you couldn't survive the heat Feel the hot lines of fire like blasts from my RPG You can't handle the candle and you can't handle the wax You're just gonna get smacked better look at the facts We got chemical weapons from Israel so you better stand back And it my raps don't serve to get myself too far I'll strap on this strange vest, Allahu Akbar!
Little boy,you're just a terrorist, nothing new,you ain't the scariest.Fear me,I am your God,aka Rooster,so sit and choke on pork,plz,you're short,sit in your booster.I struck you down with very few verses,fake Muslims, pickup your purses.beat you down like Al Capone,now you're lying in the sand wet ,bloody,all alone.
still waitin on this dude to be serious too many commas and not enough periods. Like his mouth, it just kinda runs on. Cass ass weaker than a dry sponge :lol: Live, die, repeat; story of your life Live on the edge til u finally get it right
Who said that I am mean? I am a F'ing fairy. I do my own thing Extra-ordi-nary. Some people are driven To build cages and chains. I build ladders to heaven With blood from my veins. U are trying to contain, To staple and tag it. My rhymes are ur pain. No Tylenol to fade it. They are stuck in ur head Hating till u bust. I am so far ahead U are biting my dust. Put ur bars in the attic With old junk, boo. If I were u, static, I'd be hating me too.
A pain to me? no bro, never! you claim to be.. we know better! ur existence miniscule at best I can see you.. choose badly dressed over wardrobes that dun malfunction like showin a boob is really somethin get over yourself ur not an angel thats wrong angles u horns not dangerous but u have em kinda like a cow do! Lmao.. ur the one to bow to? I said cow cuz ur rhyme is bullish and I rhyme fully... Stat's a rhyme bully! horns, cow, bullsht ur not an angel still but im still the culprit trending now #coolkid my level here? still beneath it but was good eatin thx for ya peaches :* U perked, but not peakin I work, and you peek in the lobby, you just sneak in my body, gets you leakin ...but I make you mop it up! yea my handle u be reachin u cant handle me speakin you want me all weekend trickin while you treat this lickin as I eat this ...kitty til Ive had enough! *coughcough* ok that was crazy.
Hold up hold up Alright here it goes Y'all might wanna gets pens out This be the time to be taking some notes The names Burns Like what I do to y'all Bitches can't handle my flows Sit back end up in stitches Better yet covered in rose Closed casket cuz what I did to you Nobody should have to know Your weak ass attempts to flack this Got none of y'all looking like pros You might wanna check out ya mirror Cuz in a minute I might just have ta ghost I pop up more than a kardashian When someone be looking for hoes I be more hyped up than Marshall When black dudes start attacking his flows I get more ***** than athletes Deflate balls like egos to win me a Superbowl Y'all still rereading that last line I've moved on to the next piece of my prose Y'all googling words to keep up with me Like "how he does this ish" But that's what nobody will know Popped up in a yahoo answer But no answers worth damns would ever come from one of those I'm tired of rhyming off one syllable But I had to dumb dis down for you shmos I'd go toe to toe with you mayweather style But not a damn one of you could handle my blows
Don't talk tough to me boy My fist will crush your nose You can't act hard then say that you're "Giving out blows" Well if you're offering I'd accept I'll make sure everybody knows How your best skill is Sucking a golf ball through a garden hose Let's look at the syllabus You fools are illiterate You can't begin to spit Like I deliver it Not even a little bit You're just a cheap counterfeit Forged on a pay slip Straight from the late shift You just better quit I've dropped hotter bombs At 9am on the toilet You're such a silly sap craving your dose of fiction Your portrait's just a head shot with the face missin' You're not on my level Bro you're so disheveled I ain't even trying to buy this corny *bleep* you peddle So sit back down and let the grown ups speak I know ain't alone in thinking what you've got is weak I heat seek the meek make em bleed and break their teeth What times your girl off work? We are supposed to meet And one more thing before I end this here I'm the best there ever was I think that much is clear *mic drop*
oooooooh. I heard u say fools boy thats plural! you white and you shine? nga Im a PEARL! Ur shine is extraordinary but *coughcough* "ordinary" u cant even lift my weapon... Excalibur remains buried! I get to giggling literally laughin in fits! when Cyn thinks hes "it" when aint blastin no wits! cute punches tho, bro *nom* yea still munchin those digested em last week while inhalin raps up the nose! maybe u should do a line? cuz you thinkin you a lion but couldn't even shine with a bright avi on Line!!! okok... Ill just lend a mic but its still Statics, aight? cuz I hit you with a brick.. now ur a real "cinder-strike" see what was done there? cuz u thought u was lightnin u said "stryke" but got bricked just for fightin! just bow out, son and accept the negligence ..that you deliver thats makes me question this. and as for being the best? get that shh off ya breast.. cuz ur breath moans womanly And I just busted on ya neck!
yea yall was cold. That was 3 styles from 3 dif environments/geographical locations! Bring on more! be mean.
Bump,and how dare you guys forget about me! I created this thread so in a way you all are my sons straight from the scrotem
Look I'm back from the M to the E I'm kinda like Poe when I spit that poetry Now I got a few points to make Not for mine but for the threads sake First off don't sit and whine Like really what are you nine? This isn't the place to fight Unless you use the mic Secondly don't come in with weak bars Especially with less flow than the surface of Mars I'll tear you apart It was over from the start And finally stop about your religion I don't care and you got my trigger finger itching I'm not preaching I'm just teaching