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ok, i want to give rebirth to the freestyle rap thread from way back, but i wanna start it off on another tip. the onyl rulez iz dis: GET STUPID FRESH BEEYOTCHESIZ |
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youre getting dangerously close to 10k there! |
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one for the money, two for the YO! three ta get crazy, now go homies go! back in the day when i used to play my nintendo beats were muddy like the colors of mashed up play doh you suckers and chumps gimpin around on stage on stumps liek somethin outa that movie freaks you geeks had better check the dummies manual liek hannibal lecter the ill beat infecter ill wreck yer and check yer while i munch on a double decker spinnin some hecker |
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*i dream of jeannie loop* |
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dont even play me like 2 darrens im also gettin dangerously close to doing the worm right here in my dining room floor |
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i'm gonna wait for some more people to post their "key-styles" to see who needs to get ripped into |
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i couldnt rap to save my life right now but ive got this mantra little johnny malkopee! little johnny malkopee! little johnny malkopee! little johnny malkopee! little johnny malkopee! |
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my freak flow gets hotter than welcome back kotter like a firestarter, not on the flint style but drew boo hoo, your whole crew is whack gambinos takin you out in the back of the pub on 2nd street by the library in the county of derry be warry of a guy named scary larry dont tary or youll get taxed in your jaw liek shaka-khan muma say muma san ma-ma tu san you think you ill enuff to post bail for yo baby mammer when she get cuffed for eatin snails put her on parol, call the highway patrol laser tag dat ass, and brand dat ass my spew hits you so fast that you wake up in the past like doc brown on a choo-choo you could take a ticket and sit down clown and if you fake, pull the emergency brake UNF! |
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damn thats stupid |
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<- walks into xltronic with a firemans hat and extinguisher and sets it off |
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*makes "oh snap gestures" and walks around in circle* HO-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!! |
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man we suck :D |
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*does the same breakdance move as dude from office space* DAG! |
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we're awesome, what are you talkin about? |
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liverpool fc is hot as hell united tottenham arsenal they dont just play but they can rap as well |
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N I N E T H R E E T H R E E T W O |
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im in b7th heaven |
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ffffffffffucking amazin' thread. return of the boom bap. this is pervert rap. i rock a ice studded dildo. u say you won't, but you will tho put it in your ass, spin like a dreadal on crack no lube, no time for that, my shit's stacked sky high, you wanna turn a blind eye? i'll cum-lace your eyelids, no, now don't cry! i warned ya honey, little cutie honey bunny, pumpkin's packin' he stuck his stem in michael jackson jacko? no, jack off, me, you, do it slow cup my sack and blow, ho put your mind to it, chug a lug a i think i can, i think i can i think i came, or i think i'll cum in your ass instead you wanna rock dreds? i got the perfect product beats the beez wax, packs a mighty wallop squirt that shit all over, you can't taste shit got your tastebuds ODing on fetus clit i fed you earlier, you surely are the best fuckin' i ever took now you shook, you close your eyes and see me in your dreams, it's still me, your brain's melted, you felt it you still feel it, muscle memory, bitch you'll always remember me cut my signature in your ligature trace your veins and doodle in the bloodstains my cum's like acid rain and now the red mixes with the white, aight? shit, i'm tired, let's call it a night. 'night! |
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B & 7 = HEVY D AN DAS BOYZ |
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i cant get the i dream of jeannie loop out of my head now. i wish i never smoked weed as a teenager. |
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ill put YOU in a major nelson! |
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hahaha! 'things can only get better' |
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thats what ive been saying since i had 700 points! :D *slaps knee* |
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and just take a look at this thread! |
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yeah!! |
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yeah!!! |
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im gonna blow some jazz. or some autechre. and drink more green tea yep :) |
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I construct rhymes with my masterful use of English Other MCs try to step but they can't bring this This ain't no fuckin fluke; I always Kahn like Genghis I satisfy women with my superior cunnilingus ...that's all I got. |
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word. |
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when we roll up in the joint we keep it meta-fictive, maybe you should suck my diction cause this friction is restrictive in fact, let me take a u-turn an' flow with the crowd: tried to pass the snob exam, but the cuss-flow from my diaphragm got me disavowed |
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when i floss my teeth, money falls out honeys and hoes I make them all shout cause this is the ambulance coming with ambivalence and several people in cardigans. hard-hitting like requiem hardly measurable in bequerel |
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your allusions send me into contusions |
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that's because of the enormous fluctuations in my brain several thousand calculations, hardly ever sane (rhyme conversation) |
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wish i didn't have to refrain from tearing links from this lyrical chain but this Canadian head's got to be-cousin death in the name of accumulating morning breath *shimmers off into dream land* |
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well.. , take care, don't let the lazy_bedbugs bite. and be careful what you eat, or your bowels will be full of shite by morning this will cause suffering and mourning. |
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This is the wack rap spastic special olympics We drool on the mic for our adolescent kicks Hypocrite pacifists, pierce eyes with thumb tacks Severin ears then dippin them in hot wax Callin me a faggot cos my handle is androgenous Then rippin off these lyrics til yo styles they be homogenous Sucking on my dick til it shrinks, ya breath stinks I'll break ya legs like retards on ice rinks. w0rd. |
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Deepspace says: More wiggatry please. |
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this thread must be kept alive at all costs even if, sometimes my shit smell like composts even if pronouncements has to go through surgery i freely confess, can't charge this with perjury who'll be the photofinisher when titans step to the mic? i'll be the kid in the background, staring at ya from his trike |
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The internet's your medium of choice cause nobody really wants to hear your corny ass voice You ain't a MC just because you could type On the mic in real life your ass'll get sniped You a man with a mouse who can't rock the house Jerkin off to gay porn while wearin your girl's blouse You know you never seen no real life fame So you're lookin for some recognition through a screen name (No doubt) No threat, y'all ain't the pro set Rappin ten years and not a paid show yet I love to get online and shine and drop bombs but my music can be found on more than dot coms (word up) Your website gets a whole lot of hits (right) but in the real world son you ain't sayin shit Cats run they mouth on AOL but everytime they drop a twelve inch, they don't sell You love the anonymnity, you hide behind the shadow Always tryin to get someone to chatroom battle Cryin cause heads only rhyme one syllable Who made the rule you gotta use every millisec because it's fillable? I'ma snatch your webmaster, break both his legs Post it on your site, format it as .jpeg's Rip you on your own site and sign your guestbook then go into your chatroom and leave the rec shook What percent of these rappers can compete? (Nil) Reboot they whole shit, control-alt-delete Yo, you can have a PC and a Mac but you internet MC's can't see AK {*vocal scratching*} If a rapper try to diss.. wh-wh-when you online I ahh I ahh crush the motherfucker Rapper try to diss.. wh-eh-wh-eh-wh-eh-when you online Ahh ahh ahh I crush the motherfucker Carpal tunnel syndrome, can't make a fist I rip every MC on your buddy list Show the light to you so bright that your eyesight fail Now you doin all your correspondence through eBraile Cats get online and start all types of static But heads without computers know whassup with Akrobatik (true dat) cause I rock real mics in real life Rip real crowds, real shows, real sights Plus your anonymous gab, it don't bother me I don't give a fuck if you got AOL or Prodigy |
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This thread was going really well |
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now it's really gone to hell. it's swell. |
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I may bring the end, but I am still you're friend. xoxo :DD |
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this battle appears to be over |
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you can't just copy paste a pro! he doesn't count! he raps with his voice not his keyboard he's not a badass (note: the above should be read with pregnant pauses filtered through a nasal voice... it is an impersonation of doseone, and therefore it doesn't matter that it doesn't rhyme... cause i'm an' mc an' all, and rappin's what i do, yo) |
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back on the track its the attack of a rabid rabbit a certifiable hellafide crunk MC i be the one they call the tibbar if anyone says them got game, them chumps be a fibber its fubar and smack like a greasy whale havin heart attacks black like denzel i tell yo hole crew to go to hell rippin this joint apart like mel gibson in braveheart i can steal yo rhymes, but you cant steal the ism through the prism metaphysical phorical sophmorical rhymes times root of e=mc square like yall when you step to the jackrabbit slim like shady i break his bones and make gravy WERD! |
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everyone is wack as hell |
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if you dont like it, dont read it. the purpose of this excercise is fun. not too be dope or cool or genuinely that good. just fun. |
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i can't get your attention so i slap you i know you're busy talking to little boys in chat rooms |
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see? you can do it... go on tell me more about these "chat rooms" |
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bitch please... leave stay outta my personal affairs might have to squeeze... your skull through skelechairs might have to fuuuck... you up against the thouroughfare might have to traipse about with my "boys" in they underwear |
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