Core to the hard it's Nate from the yard Rhymes with reason must be the season Spitten out an issue viewers runnin for a tissue
Y'all ain't ready for this **** I'm a fuckin' walkin' paradox, no I'm not Threesomes with a fuckin' triceratops, Reptar Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars Wearin' synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks Bedrock, harder than a muthafuckin' Flintstone Makin' crack rocks outta ***** nigger fishbones This niggwr Jasper tryna get grown About 5'7" of his bitches in my bedroom Swallow the cinnamon, I'mma scribble this sinnin' **** While Syd is tellin' me that she's been gettin' intimate with men (Syd, shut the **** up) Here's the number to my therapist (****) Tell him all your problems, he's fuckin' awesome with listenin' Jesus called, he said he's sick of the disses I told him to quit bitchin' and this isn't a fuckin' hotline For a fuckin' shrink, sheesh I already got mine And he's not fuckin' workin', I think I'm wastin' my damn time I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that **** nines This ain't no V Tech **** or Columbine But after bowlin', I went home to some damn Adventure Time (What'd you do?) I slipped myself some pink Zannies And danced around the house in all-over print panties My mom's gone, that fuckin' broad will never understand me I'm not gay, I just wanna boogie to some Marvin (What you think of Hayley Williams?) **** her, Wolf Haley robbin' 'em I'll crash that fuckin' airplane that faggot nigga B.o.B is in And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus And won't stop until the cops come in I'm an over acheiver, so how 'bout I start a team of leaders And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver Green paper, gold teeth and pregnant gold retrievers All I want, **** money, diamonds and bitches, don't need 'em But where the fat ones at? I got somethin' to feed 'em In some cookin' books, the black kids never wanted to read 'em Snap back, green ch-ch-chia fuckin' leaves It's been a couple months, and Tina still ain't perm her fuckin' weave, damn They say success is the best revenge So I beat DeShay up with the stack of magazines I'm in Oh, not again, another critic writin' report I'm stabbin' any bloggin' faggot hipster with a Pitchfork Still suicidal? I am I'm Wolf, Tyler put this fuckin' knife in my hand I'm Wolf, Ace gon' put that fuckin' hole in my head And I'm Wolf, that was me who shoved a **** in your ***** (What the ****, man?) **** the fame and all the hype, G I just wanna know if my father would ever like me But I don't give a **** so he's probably just like me A muthafuckin' Goblin (**** everythin', man) That's what my conscience said Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead Now the only guidance that I had is splattered on cement Actions speak louder than words, let me try this ****, dead
last night i had ya mammy, ya sister Thats two cats, do i get eighteen lives? Saw a dude the other day on tv Gonna live forever then with eighteen wives #$%& me i can barely handle one #$%&% Tryin tell me what to do Y'all know that i'ma do me So y'all do you Through and through Ever true Words and messages Thoughts is wrestless Slip off my tongue Just like oiled up wrestlers I says to her Just go sit down Papi gon show ya how ta do dis now Just hold my ring Hold my keys I'm gon make this yoloking bow down on his knees Comin at me Talking bout creativity Whats this your macaroni art This aint a preschool activity You wanna get a participation ribbon Go play t-ball Ya wanna step up to plate and play with the big boys Then give me a call I shows ya how to do dis *&%$a Right on time Every line Words that rhyme Hit the nines Like them dimes that i be baggin Not stuck back in the nineties like your pants half down and saggin You wanna see this freestylin Me hit with a knife? take ya life? little slice? lemon pie Apple pie I don't give a #$%& just die You talk in your raps bout raisin the dead More like you rap like a zombie Half dead No brain Callin out for your mommy "Mommy, why these other kids is always pickin on.me" "son they jealous they're not like you and just as good as can be" And can it be that you believed it now These little white lies she told ya Confidence boosters destroying society Yeah i guess you reap what ya sew huh
Okay this is for Balto since you guys turned this to battle raping..............Balto cut it out, everyone here hates you Your parents even hesitated before they decided to make you I bet your the kinda kid who would wait a week in line to meet the guy who played darth vader You put as much fear in me as a retarded second grader There are so many commas in your 'rap' I can barely read it So buddy do everyone here a favor and control alt delete it
Lol everybody is getting offensive about my lyrics and me having confidence about it eye you guys started this whole thing, read the title of this thread, this was not suppose to be full of battle raps