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What's up bro with my STYLE I'm going for broke, and I'm going for a MILE It will take a day, and it will take a WHILE if you want to get paid just throw it on the PILE (now everyone..) |
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whats that kind of a light shit without any curse words? nigga bitch fuck nigga motherfucker ass hole bitch |
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swearing wasn't invented yet in the 80s. that's vibe I'm going for. |
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Tell you what, I just came up with some edgier lyrics: Oh baby, baby tell me all about your attraction butt oh girl you can be my Cleopatra I'll be your King Tutt Attraction butt we be rockin like we lived up in a hut With all the ancient people got nuthin else to do but get down with an attraction butt Rockin all the time doin it in rhyme rockin all the time ancient butts were fine Rockin with an attraction butt |
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oh baby i'm absolutely fab all my emotions were made in a lab 'cos in california we know how to dab im kanye west and i am the best and i have the microphone at my behest~ |
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wait, shit, i almost forgot *autotune solo cedes into dubstep sidechain donk mixed with subliminal ads for headphones* |
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Bum! Now look around you, See things, That will astound you. Not the kind of things that you think I mean, But next level shit that you ain't ever seen. Bum! What do I allude to? Does it sound like I'm just trying to confuse you? Critics on my case callin' me cryptic, A clown, a charlatan, a bogus mystic. What these haters fail to address, Is how come I deliver the best. A word artist painting pictures in your mind; A bum, a gun, the sanctity of time, A nude female, a flash car, Cold tea, a falling star. Bum! Time for me to return to my dimension, Full of bitches and stuff I can't mention. |
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dropping six tings penned within a benzene shaped boxing ring take flight to the wing fight with a fist or spring out the gas and the tazer ten foot spring bringing ruddock to a razor window laser surveillor bing bing mental ping pong remember me like yer bestest singsong heal my perception that i know reality and only you somewhere between abattoir and the sacred sound of a cowmoo shotgun to yer skull like 40s soapbar in the porthole ports oh say can you see ordsall bridge bring yr gangrene and a scab ridge ordsall boys deal up big toys up to the quays save up peez from blocks and speedycash wonga shit and it's really a mental cleanse and some unclear hippie bongo shit unfinished, undiminished too flat like a bad touch counterfeit bad note beam up scotty with a misquote eye twig mote hope that's not too remote, been down, still filling up the digital intake of hope |
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also: Bum! |
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gonna listn to some ceephax fill out my fuckin income tax whack ass landlord crome dome toblerone... |
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iraq, now a 4 letter word beginning with I, o wot an oily pastry pie, too fried in black water, yah plus allah plus god plus god i oughta, oh did you say it was water? not yet get give it 12, 3 pens of ridiculous dickheads? no more, take out a guy's basement floor |
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buff my shit and yrs'll be run over at doubletime, triple cube cubed off yr lyrical bullshit face at will, suck off my cyanotit, fuck omnivore swill and every other git |
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Saudi Arabia, da worlds wrinkly Labia One god, one colour, da green mighty dollar now fill up yo wheels with propane death, ayatollah give a holla , dyslexic prophet and his online crèche |
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violence undisguised and unglamorized, bring weight like wigan brings pies, thighs and rhymes like a double feeder fatsized, gravity singularity, fantasize about a single man single bricksock downsize, get on the doxxy intelligence like power, like flymetal if ye gotta settle some. Bum! one for dan, and a dead crew aftermath clan |
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Wigan, more chins than the Chinese phone book, land mammals, humpbacked camels killer whales fellating, rotating, mushy peas and broad beans terry Wogan blow pipe stalking, quarry Bargain booze quicky, irish spunk |
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Sorry I plagiarised Dizzee Rascal there |
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bash street plug, not about thuggish, murkage muggage, taken as luggage, system bringing plaster down, white down foggish, bit wrongish lungish, local lingo, narrowgate netty, skettier than yr bird and her littler matey, tweeted, conceited, not nice but well, understand ppl, sometimes nice, sometimes shove a twig up their pisshole twice, double top head like north k popping off mice, eee...leet, glassy texas, oh my gosh so honeysweet hive, sure they'll thrive, mad max maccys and hate, just you wait. o is that schizo, well faraday hat engage |
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hyperbole just occurred to me, smash yr whole face with a moon and leave iration crew for the geological fallout, go all out marathon snicker race, frack a quake structure, hokey coke and goodbye lung muckture muck mate,bass. Bum! |
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grilling filet, milling in the milieux, magnetic mumbler, mr act humble active booze stumbler, burger of pigeon cloaca excretia, boy yr biggest fans abouta meetcha, miyagi wax you double on double off, then nod off like an overdosea codycough and a vallie vally, dig up dig up dig up fuckup, yawning like a stripy pink cat pally, finder of stinkin catnip sofahid scallyshit. ping to the bum, I'll let you finish on a line about... fluid dynamics and the conceptual structural of the pentagon versus the triangle. your angle? |
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o good goodness, twist that twerky to twizzly, foggy o now it's a tricky to sticky moral quickmudness? naughty bad all xx, messy xy, fuck a whatever, life or ribonucleic maybe, someone should say it, gyaldem newdem bullied, man get bullied get slayed by me, laid off laid in a layby |
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This would rhyme But it ends too soon |
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in high school my belly was far more than notorious biggie, space raiders beef triple big packet, backed by raspberry ripple, and a 3 min, in joggers nipple, math heads early, we all still swirly? ket south china piss exploder by 30, not on that but my pipe is a rainbow of dirty |
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6 month psych ward psych war, e to xp points, black to to o to the ps, ink ps, transmitter staple metro messages, satellite or van I'll self immolate as part of the fungal quantum unshaped entropy plan, o man |
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I wonder why belb hasn't been signed? |
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ahaha, might be mucky pseudowhizz bravado but I'll battle you anyday spikytwig pisshole mcbell, mucho kisses |
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on the sex offenders register? |
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8 ) |
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whoa, there's a top 10 paedos or summat? note to self: must work harder (i am already hard) |
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you story tell very well |
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step into the fire step into my, fantasy pure waves of desire that we perceive with, an intensity. i'm feelin' the fire i'm feelin' the passion play, domain of emotion is where we will, is where we will stay. see the soul within my eyes you can feel there's no disguise you gotta take me down and take me down to levels of love that can own this town. Feel the fire in my mind then you know we saw the sign we goin' round and round and round and round all over this town to the place we know, that we will grow, and we both know that that;s the way its gon' gotta beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee |
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real suckas imitate, when they show up late to the paige__turnah show, bout to maximize my flow, real spit from the mind, of a master of the times, droppin words on your dome piece, i gotta go please, to the paid_turner event, try to observe lent with a fish fry of your mind, work overtime, paid double time, syncopated rhymes take the beat to new levels, can't compete, with the true spit of the now, i'm feelin powers and i don't even know how, to relate, with your late ass flow, you really don't know, about page_turner, your just a learner got no mastery of your skills. how you even gonna try and pay your bills when ya already in the debt, to my rhyme when you pullin all the safe bets. They ain't safe, your legs start to chafe, as you walk away in a sweat, I got the moves that ya'll ain't even seen yet, don't wanna bet. |
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Few have delved quite as deep as belb, Passing through the core, And into another realm. Philippides may have got the job done, But this motherfucker's gonna run and run. Suckers say you shouldn't play with fire, Worms opining, blind in their mire. Bum! You wanna test belb you best check your courage, Know your limits, And put your shit in storage. A final selfie before you embark upon, A fucking odyssey you ain't ever coming back from. |
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red or black it doesn't matter, all my lashout will make you scatter, whether its the light of love or more dark energy, some men and me, don't quite get on, but me and marks mum? oh and some lad called spencer, doing bad shit for pence, er... but lolly, man be a man, sleep with a belbdan caterpillar 2 shiv threat, bum blast out good golly chloro stink double wet. bum! fuck yr mum if that wasn't clear yet. oh and redrum if yr lurkin, im all out full and murder backslang ye furry merkin |
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did you say campag synthemesc? eyes open. hit yr best, nearest and dearest fear and whinny piss their knickers lest, belb go 123, take yr phones hands teeth gold and feet, or was it 4, no matter hit a floor, did i say eeee...leet |
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vocal cords produce lords, of the rap. i sprung the trap, put you down for your nap, sent you back to live with ya own pap-pap. i'm seeing cities and cities but ya never even left your home, got left home alone, like macaulay, step onto the stairs and i take hold of my pulley, investigate your premise like my name was agent scully, but it was bunk, you left your rap inside the trunk, put the car in neutral and your eldorado sunk, into the lake where they take what swims with the fishes blowin out your candles then i make all the wishes snuggle by the fire watch a movie with your misses play games on your xbox while she's blowin me some kisses |
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put a human back to the soil, forced pissypants diggy lectro baton, at least glance to the left to the right heart slamming then let's go then gat on, what yr done deed was done with, get smashed like anvil blacksmith, oopsy wheres yr genitals young miss? in yr mouth or in a greasy hole further south? |
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drop science sat on fungus piles pontius pilot alien beamup zionist sheepup ahaha, nopery, smoking pot pourri? no knife in my teef no intention of beef no war no more fuck it can't sustain without provo...cation but push a button too hard any man pick a millwall brick go sick b&b wrongness o where's my memory goneness pisspool wakeups don't take up my tookups my fellow fuckups |
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JivverDicker from my house on 2014-02-13 13:45 [#02467686] Points: 12050 Status: Addict | Followup to colani: #02467682 Fuck you, you little shit blob. |
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