Im lyrically rhythm matic Turn off the radio Cause all I hear is static You should Cut the crap Cause theirs no way you can rap I'm a lyrical miracle Your you just a conspirtal Conspirtal bullcrap Now quit rapping sap I don't need to hear that stuff So rough I should put you in hand cuffs It's not rough in a good way, that for sure And at least my raps are 100 percent pure!
So you call yourself a rhythm god and you think we should applaud nah your flow sucks and u call ur rap pure it's less pure then the coke that i sell outta my front door if you think your rhymes are dope why is everyone else in the club saying nope haha at least Im not afraid of spitting the truth do you need any proof because we all know Im the realest out here freestyle, i hope you liked it i dont normally rap
Are you kidding me, Kobe? Go find another hobby 'cause obviously you suck at constructing just rhyme em' mindlessly doesn't matter if they make any sense to me, to you, to anyone else reading this has no clue dude get the hint nobody wants to talk to you. just woke up from Le nap.
I don't know what the he'll to say So I'm just going to say ok But not to offend but I'm really gay At rhyming My timing ain't right But in spite That fact that I suck at rapping Might as well my mouth is crapping
Feel me up for just a moment Take this cup though your parents don't condon it I'm here to make mad flow and sick rhymes cuties got me bustin on their own dimes in these times we try to stabilize sort it out metabolize all this fake s**t that you tried to play with Just drove you further down caught on the wrong side of town so you re-wound tryin for a new sound different tune the birds sing a sweet song It's mid-June Just don't pretend you ain't got scars don't be afraid to show it cuz
BitterlyVictorius, My rhymes are glorious Don't get spun in a 540, off of 9 stories When I get sick with this ish, treat rap like a horror film and make it gory Your rhymes bore me So, join Lil Wayne in the whack category I'm a sick, twisted, psychotic misfit Who uses a chainsaw, just split his biscuit You're dismissed, my style is mystic Balls so huge they drown in water when I take a s**t
Too much information.. "I'm a sick twisted psychotic misfit"? Dude, get off the Internet and stop with all the bull shit You expect me to believe you're some hard prick but you're just another absurd trick Wash my name out of your mouth And start heading south
Well then balls ain't the only thing sloppy you got check the leftovers, with the bumpy legs and the tooth rot but you take what you can get and you try it on your size but you're finding out everything's just a little too tight around the thighs cut it twist it come all up in this dip- s**t fun-dip Wonka's Willy popped your p***y now your everlastin gobstoppin' these other nerds on your rope got your heart throbbin pulse racin, you think you're chasin'- me, but wait up, slow down You're just a runt in my town