Simile's, Metaphors, Punchlines... Rhyme.

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Really it's all whack-I have to attack-you got me tired like it's alittle mundane.
You really think you're great-when you're just a little plain-like raidio with no T-Pain-it's all just......a little plain.
Like a porn-star, come again-this time make it sexy!
Change into money coin-star-cash yo' paper at the clerk-then, laugh yo' stacks all the way to the bar.
BE all that whack talk that you say are.
 
i can switch clothes in the phone booth
like clark kent stare at the back of your head
burn to crisp like sun burns
on the back of your neck
you cant spit for $h!t
you on a dry cough level
constipation got you slow mo
no gold medals
t-pain was plain for a start mate
lil wayne has you trippin
i'll make you listen to rass kass
while you dun spittin
'money-coin-star-cash'
your a pussy's magnet cause they know
you be lickin
i got stacks of money
taller than your mother
she a shemale when you stopped callin her
"brother"
 
In the begining we were basked with masses of mad classes
the messages in music prolonged the whips and masters
forever sought to bring to new life that turned diluted
at one time reputed
i came to fix what some polluted


commited to hip hop
we rapping for the same purpose
despite the meaning bring the underground up to the surface
and watch the hip hop flourish through towns and cities larges no longer seen as an infinite dealt mirage
 
your blind to the fact
money never pays the devil
along way from now we hold the same levels
darkness rains metaphor
not the rock hand like Cellador or a Jay Z
wages pay taxes so pay me
or blame them for unnecessary games G
we runnin from police states and not only the hood
project niggas flee like lab rats cause we do what we could
so at the end of the day we be singing in the rain
whether we livin to die for the sake of a child
early ages think smarter to notice propaganda
like jimmy carter stuck in a box full of holographic
a hollow mind is the government's tactic
a new age slave traffic a cult of democratic
 
wrikwrek said:
bud-butter-butt-bun-bumper/ your name is bud bunner?/ come on , we all know your first name is gunther/ middle the little anal astronaut pillow bitin' muther *ucker/ last that's any fags favorite pelvis thruster/ the second, so don't take me for no buster , call me the rhyme adjuster/ wrikwrek the rhyme and beat constructor...
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lmfaoooooo!!!!!
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Dick Dastardly, your Mutley to me

eh, i'm sorta new to this... haha
 
just listen, there a couple things i need to say
im tired of these femalez comin at me the rong way
thinkin they all bad ass, and callin me out my name
last time i check me and a female dog aint the same
these are a couple things i needa get off my chest
im high on the throne but i am not clamin the best
but if this chick is the competition, i put the game to rest
tired of these females with no class
thinkn they the ish singin donk, wit no ...
all this cussin at me is gettn them no where fast
but im control myself cause i refuse to finish last
never will sink to her level,
she is the bass clef, i am treble
im a mountain she is a pebble
i am a vintage rolls, she is just the pedal
so hater she is, and haters are my fuel
to my fire, another way to inspire
these lethal words i spit through the wire
femalez swear thay goony
but all that rappin makin em look loony
cause all that hard talk, they soft and that jus confuse me
talk crazy, cuzz me out but u aint gon bruise me
step to family its k.o for u nd ya crew
cause for them and my ppl theres nthn i wont do
step to me, i can handle that, so its koo.
but dont over step ya self cause wat im sayin is true
yee ima very nice girl, i have no enemies
but you urkin my nerves, shortnin my leniency
im a sophisticated lady wit goon lyk tendancies
so u think you crazy, _____u better google me.

i could say so much more but i just had to get this off my chest.
femalez is crazy out here.
TRUESTARR
 
regardless of whatever they talkin bout imma go head and dog em out/
you came in for a battle and ended up at a slaughterhouse/
 
fuk the meat on the bone I eat the grissle
while im stabbin emcees with number 2 pencils
theses rappers rhyme hard but got soft exteriors
I'll burn a giant mic on your lawn if your lyrically inferior
 
plus i gotta mac dat im itchin 2 squeeze//
tek'll pop, ill press an drop u lyk a vendin machine//
 
This is one of FP's longest running threads, I have to keep it alive.


So... erm...

YOUR FAVOURITE ARTIST SUCKS


*awaits flames*
 
MrSt33zy said:
plus i gotta mac dat im itchin 2 squeeze//
tek'll pop, ill press an drop u lyk a vendin machine//
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vendine machines only toss out chump change/
call me highlander I'll take yo power to up thangs/
I'm the beast in this forum toss homeboy a quarter/
stop your thrown shots Guess I'm a superhero sorta/
when I get board of that then I'm mista bad guy/
make em go cryin to his ***** it's lyrical homicide/
 
lyrical homicide? put harm aside,
southwest pro, traumatized by the Llama size
lava slide, fries guys, and then makes mamas cry
said it before, so Lyrikill has just prophesied...
 
lyrikill get blood spilled he better put on body arma/
what goes around comes around so imma do em like carma/
terrorize yo block like joker did the city of gothem/
or you'll just come in second place like hillary rodham/
dude is somethin I scrap of the bottom of my shoe/
Carma. you tried to step on my lines so I just stepped on you/
boohoo
 
man ya aint pro ya minds too slow
wais gonna kill ya just fo show
put ya down like the syndrome
fallin faster than rome,
think ya got rhymes
homie looks like you need a loan
shame i gotta whoop anotha man thats grown
im fp Raised In Praise, R.I.P but not the same one etched in ya stone, you just a clone an once im done you just a skull
and random bones
change ya name to phantom tones
cuz no one listens to ya flows
south west pro is the name nobodies knows
 
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O. Observe how cannibalism takes place here/
B. Buddy I'm body huntin you in my scope like a deer/
E. Every bite that I'm Eatin I'm saverin it too/
Y. Yes Year round I'm huntin for more food/

W. Why is this Dude really dyin to get wet/
A. abnormally assualtin ya paper planes wit my fighter jet/
I. Imagine Immatating me its just so Impossible/
S. Stupid son of ***** Seriously think he can stop this dude/



obey W.A.I.S lol and another one bites the dust
 
wais be tha assasin blastin, and cuz your reaction
its inevident ya just evidence now
dumped ya body and got a ticket for
littering wow
anotha victim of tha wisdom
schisms from tha symptoms
givin me the rythms as i send
regards to ya family at ya eulogy
they say murderers still a mystery
but we know its too bad you met me
before you hit ya prime
trail of mcees left behind like im building a shrine
chalk outlines is all ya assigned
as ya lucky i left something for them to find


OBEY WAIS
 
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they say they beats, damn soundin like premo/
but truth is, ass bumped like they homo/
oh noh, say no no, but fo sho/
you like my lines man, you fag just didn't show/ so? haha


words aint deep but strucked like 6 inches in your face.
 
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