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  • adam68c
    Registered User
    • May 2001
    • 155

    #16
    lame one i made up in class the other day about a friend who was lipping to me

    His name is Jerek Barcilona
    he gets wasted from one corona
    his car is really slowa
    i think it needs a blowa
    but if it had nos
    it be really faust.

    (work in progress)and his one was as lame as mine but i had to return

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    • MagMan5446
      .....
      • Jun 2001
      • 2572

      #17
      Yeah, I got me some rhymes,
      I don't think you're old enough.
      Ain't it past yo' bedtime?
      You can't touch these beats,
      You can't hit this heat,
      I don't believe you see what I'm sayin'
      Try to outflow me you'll be beggin,
      For me to stop but I'll be flowin'


      ^
      ^^
      ^^^
      ^^^^
      ^^^^^
      ^
      ^
      ^
      Thought this up just now.

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      • InfinatyBPS
        Dead Black Rose
        • May 2001
        • 2404

        #18
        Originally posted by MagMan5446
        Yeah, I got me some rhymes,
        I don't think you're old enough.
        Ain't it past yo' bedtime?
        You can't touch these beats,
        You can't hit this heat,
        I don't believe you see what I'm sayin'
        Try to outflow me you'll be beggin,
        For me to stop but I'll be flowin'
        You call that flowin?
        That sounds like a lawn mower mowin.
        Where u think ur goin?
        Whenever you take a hat off it looks like its snowin.
        You can step up and get beat down.
        And you'll fell like u just got drown.
        Then after u get ur but beat down.
        There wont even be a sound.
        So you think you found ur callin?
        Well if thats ur callin then ur gonna be fallin.
        I throw it at you like a boxer throws punches
        and you wish u woulda did more chrunches.
        Im the numba one Mr.Tough so remember
        I do not bluff and I will come out without a scuff.
        So dont even try it cause ill fade you and youll just despise it.
        And all u can do is hide from it.
        And cry about it.
        and go suck on a cow's tit.

        Hey we cool, Im just playin with ya no hard feelings hehe.
        You smell like dookie... No really though.

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        • MikeCouves
          The Enemy
          • Aug 2001
          • 1877

          #19
          Hehe if only my 65 Mustang had Nos. Can it even handle Nos? Hehe it would still be fun to have to souped up Civic with Nos and the whole bit. People would make fun of you until you screech past them.
          "If everything is under control your not moving fast enough."

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          • MagMan5446
            .....
            • Jun 2001
            • 2572

            #20
            Originally posted by InfinatyBPS


            You call that flowin?
            That sounds like a lawn mower mowin.
            Where u think ur goin?
            Whenever you take a hat off it looks like its snowin.
            You can step up and get beat down.
            And you'll fell like u just got drown.
            Then after u get ur but beat down.
            There wont even be a sound.
            So you think you found ur callin?
            Well if thats ur callin then ur gonna be fallin.
            I throw it at you like a boxer throws punches
            and you wish u woulda did more chrunches.
            Im the numba one Mr.Tough so remember
            I do not bluff and I will come out without a scuff.
            So dont even try it cause ill fade you and youll just despise it.
            And all u can do is hide from it.
            And cry about it.
            and go suck on a cow's tit.

            Hey we cool, Im just playin with ya no hard feelings hehe.

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            • InfinatyBPS
              Dead Black Rose
              • May 2001
              • 2404

              #21
              Originally posted by MagMan5446
              You step up to me, thinking ur tough, talkin ****,
              Well enough is enough,
              Dis is bout to get rough,
              Youd best step back
              you gonna get smacked down
              because theres bout to be a crackdown
              What now, u still think ur bad,
              cause u just look sad
              like an old had that just los her shopping bag.
              You ***, what I aint trying to brag,
              But I gots da skilz that kilz all competition
              So I think its time that u gone fishin,
              IM like a rattle snake rattalin and hissin.
              I strike fast as lightning,
              And I relax by fighting.
              So I see you trying to flow
              but I see all u doing is biting.
              So its time you start to go hiding.
              Throwin all your kiddie rymes
              You cant touch me,
              you cant even begin to faze me
              All you can do is try to hide behind a purple haze from me.


              Hehe gots anymore?
              You smell like dookie... No really though.

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              • MagMan5446
                .....
                • Jun 2001
                • 2572

                #22
                Ya think ya tough?
                Ya think ya rough?
                You ain't been around these streets,
                Come around talkin ****, you gonna be beat
                Can you feel this vibe?
                It's all around when we ride.
                Cause everywhere I go I seem to cause drama,
                Us thugs from cali gonna bomb ya,
                Ready for a fight like a knight in his armor,
                we stuck in the game
                It'll make a nigga go insane,
                the only thing that you'll be hearin is a bang,
                The smack of your head against the wall.
                All you bustaz gonna fall,
                cuz I won't quit until you stop me,
                bury, murder me, drop me,
                So I send this out to all the haters that try to copy
                They say my lines all sloppy
                They only wish that they could be me.

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                • InfinatyBPS
                  Dead Black Rose
                  • May 2001
                  • 2404

                  #23
                  Originally posted by MagMan5446
                  Ya think ya tough?
                  Ya think ya rough?
                  You ain't been around these streets,
                  Come around talkin ****, you gonna be beat
                  Can you feel this vibe?
                  It's all around when we ride.
                  Cause everywhere I go I seem to cause drama,
                  Us thugs from cali gonna bomb ya,
                  Ready for a fight like a knight in his armor,
                  we stuck in the game
                  It'll make a nigga go insane,
                  the only thing that you'll be hearin is a bang,
                  The smack of your head against the wall.
                  All you bustaz gonna fall,
                  cuz I won't quit until you stop me,
                  bury, murder me, drop me,
                  So I send this out to all the haters that try to copy
                  They say my lines all sloppy
                  They only wish that they could be me.
                  No I dont think Im rough or tough,
                  I know I am, And you know I dont bluff.
                  I can here yo momma throwin you yo ear muffs
                  Try TO make me go insane?
                  I WILL make you be in pain.
                  With yo pants all stained.
                  And yo *** beat so hard you feelin you just got cained.
                  Now you wish you woulda feinghed.
                  You goin down foo
                  You goin down to the deep blue
                  Cement on yo feet
                  ain to way to cheat in this game
                  aint it a shame.
                  another life wasted,
                  Another one that i tasted.
                  Oh well, you shouldnt have fell.
                  You can't stay with the elite,
                  you can only stay to kiss my feet serve us our meat.
                  Time to leave if you can't handle the heat.
                  Ill know you feel
                  all the way down to hell.
                  just dont forget to tell
                  who sent you there
                  and who payed your fair and saved you that burnin chair.
                  You smell like dookie... No really though.

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                  • MagMan5446
                    .....
                    • Jun 2001
                    • 2572

                    #24
                    Say my name 3 times like candyman,
                    I'll be rollin on yo' *** like an avalanche.
                    I'll be puttin my fist in your mouth
                    so I can here you shout,
                    get it out, get it out.
                    But mercy's for the weak
                    And that's what I cry
                    Step around my path,
                    If ya don't ya die,
                    You be shaking like you seen the holy ghost,
                    When you see me approach.
                    But thats a good metafore,
                    cuz all you'll see is a light,
                    It'll be like I was never there before.
                    Cuz I'm one deadly human being,
                    with a gift to speak,
                    and the power to reach,
                    every nigga on every street
                    don't even try to mess with me.

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                    • Chris
                      Bad Monkey

                      • Oct 2000
                      • 838

                      #25
                      Something Real

                      The look in your eyes
                      The fear in my heart
                      Remembering the time of innocence
                      I look at the past
                      Hearts shattered and trampled
                      Line that path
                      The stench of lies
                      The fog of doubt
                      We have both walked that road before
                      To forget our separate past
                      Our lives, intertwined
                      To keep us strong
                      We stood together
                      On the bank of the river fear
                      You, now on the other side
                      Try to help me cross
                      But the fear of drowning
                      Keeps my feet planted


                      A look into the depths of my mind...seriously.

                      -Chris

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                      • InfinatyBPS
                        Dead Black Rose
                        • May 2001
                        • 2404

                        #26
                        Here's somthing I just came up with.

                        Step up to me and
                        then we can see who is the best
                        and who is just fulla cheeze,
                        when im done with you ur gonna have to tell me pleaze
                        if u want me to stop, if you dont u gonna get poped, and choped up.
                        Your welcome to try to fade me but you won't succeed,
                        because my powers supercede yours
                        so its bout time to go home and do your chores and
                        remeba to lock all yo doors, cause im out to get ya
                        u wish that id neva met ya,
                        but its too late now,
                        ud best go hide behind yo momma
                        cause i won't see you there cause she's bigger than a cow,
                        cause shes as big as the world now,
                        cause she ate all the doggie chow, bow wow wow.
                        This is the end now,
                        don't even ask how.

                        Strange the things that come into my head.
                        You smell like dookie... No really though.

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                        • InfinatyBPS
                          Dead Black Rose
                          • May 2001
                          • 2404

                          #27
                          I think this deserves a huge UP!!!
                          You smell like dookie... No really though.

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                          • MagMan5446
                            .....
                            • Jun 2001
                            • 2572

                            #28
                            It's thabigAO
                            with the juices flowin,
                            the chevy rollin,
                            the rhymes goin'
                            and the hoes chokin'
                            Now heres the *** tappa
                            comin straight from Napa,
                            I ain't no rappa
                            but I can flow fasta
                            than the masta P
                            no one can flow like me
                            with the speed
                            of a bone thug & harmony
                            Now just realize
                            that you can't visualize
                            you can't even see me.
                            Ya lil' she/he

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