Fischer Price: My First Freestyle...
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Wed Jan 25, 2006 @ 12:22am |
titanium lung-masta here to make this go on
i hereby mark this thread my fuckin rhymes polygon c'mon. is everybody really so embarrased to step up to this fuckin mic and flash yo minicarrots on wannabe emcees i sic ferrets, ya dig? judge me and i might just push back yo fakeass wig and rig, your civic to blow high and your death will be horrible machinery adjustment like vote counting in florida them chicas round there look adorable, let's drive all the way down there in convettes and no regrets, better yet, light that special cigarette, and get off yo ass and bust some rhymes, cadet. now can i get a YESSIR?? can I get a YESSIR?? lyrical shit i stir while wearin pimp ass fur honey cm'ere and purr its of the moment's spur like i prefer. and dont forget to bring her, her AND her. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» DAVETOTHEGRAVE replied on Thu Jan 26, 2006 @ 6:31pm |
Yo My man Zev! You ready for Zan?
See you on the weekend at the seminar People be speakin my man TD is going to be up in the joint I don't know whats the point! So anyway remember to be mackin everyday use your skillz in everyway and Ill see you another day In fact ill stay and call you on the phone coz im home alone sitting next to my telephone and I gotta give my dog a bone NO not a trombone a bone! A FUCING BONE BONE BONEB ONE BONE BONE BONE! BONE!!!!!!!!! RYMER LYFE Y0 |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Tue Jan 31, 2006 @ 12:44am |
bone, rub, lick is what i do to a vagina
honeys get they fever high, like they had angina im da shinah, i lick they clit good till it shines then i get inspiration for rhymes as i rise, they beginnin to suck dick to the beats get my meat rock hard so i can nut on they tits under sheets, all the time i behave jst like a mcgyver always find new funky ways to insert screwdriver |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ufot replied on Tue Jan 31, 2006 @ 10:27am |
its 10ish am, I couldn't sleep again,
my boss calls me up and says "open the store for me mang", I feel sick, my timy's coffee seems thick, and I got this bad feeling that my first customers guna be a prick, they come and they go, drug dealers u know, all up in dis place being like "gime a fuckin cell phone bro!", but what they don't realize, is that this cat is trying to mobilize, I go to skool and work to pay the billz, Im in Uni to try an increase my brain skillz, maybe in a couple of years get a degree, so after that I'll be free, won't have to serve these cock suckers see~I'll be able to do what I want for me, wipping out monrning rhymes quicker than adding the master to the P.... WHAT!!!!! uFOT-DA Wiggggggganisss Inside, an lost dis monin yo~ |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Fri Feb 10, 2006 @ 4:27pm |
entah mike. this one goes out to you
i first met yo ass around 2002 who knew, that Mike Perason a.k.a mick.dirt would touch so many peeps in some way, yet stay so short support, is what you gave to the scene with mad antics to you rhymology was never bout mere semantics i thank this moffucka for many good times many good rhymes spittin while burning good dimes sometimes you was craziest raver of all for proper debauch always ready to roll a brawl, you'd get into and then laugh it off u'd pull down them shpants and moon cops like fuckoff would step to the booth, grab the mic and rhyme slick then go take a piss and snap pics of yo dick the best, was when to sounds of mad drum n bass sheena lowered your ass onto sharons face. its fucked that youre gone mate, these days are hard days what you was, another can never replace aw fuck it. now you are in some better place and when i get there, we'll touch base. peace bro. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Czarkastik replied on Sat Feb 11, 2006 @ 5:40am |
ain't read this for awhile but now i see
that nter dissed my ass last without a reply from me but now i'm back up like a some typa ornate tapestry in some sorta ill art gallery with every rhyme i write i make history now you got your name up on the fucking marquee at the goddamned pearly gates with st fucking pete you think you can escape my lyrical killing spree? i just hope up where you at they teach some fucking literacy cause in this thread you spelled "ate" with an A, an I, a G, an H, and a T if that ain't the most hilarious fucking shit i ever did see then it was probably that time at hooked that you mooned me or maybe when you posted on memf as the REAL REAL jordan dare goddammit that shit was funny now i gotta fucking dog-tag engraved february three friday you fuck now it's already been a fucking week hard to believe but still time ticks us shits down here gotta eat gotta go to work, try to get some fucking sleep and remember the shit i'm trying to learn from your fucking stupidity it starts with not sticking fucking needles into your fucking body and goes all the way to learning how to say sorry or learning how to appreciate the people around me so ya i fucking love your ass forever mike p i hope they god some mad schools up there cause you really need some ill ass spelling lessons from the G. O. D. ya i did some bad shit to you since 2003 and for that shit, you know what i'm talkin about, i'm fucking sorry but in the end each and every one of us must take responsibility for our actions and the ways they affect those around me i'm fucking sorry for a lot of shit and will be for eternity but have to try to be happy that maybe you found peace this fucking sucks why'd you have to leave but dont worry cause ima listen to that CCR track Effigy and hold onto this fucking christmas tree that you bought me on boxing day for real cheap then you thought i'd give you my fucking revolver LP original pressing with For No One on Side B when I don't give vinyl up easy but i put that shit next to your fucking dead body I just hope they got fucking t-12's where you're at cause it's better sound quality fuck. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Choda_Bean replied on Sat Feb 11, 2006 @ 6:45am |
i dont rhyme too often, but fuck this week was rough,
so in honour to yo freestyle tongue and all that bad boy stuff, i grab the keyboard mic, and like, to big up my man mike! also known as nter, in the winter this aint right... i know from up above, u feel da love, but remain idle, and would of loved every second of that break i played at vinyl, brooklyn to brixton, that track i wont forget, and will surely play it in your honour every fuckin' set! bad fuckin vibes, from the first time that we met, but that changed really quick, and now im tearin in my bed. right before u left u told me watch out where i sit, cuz i almost sat down in your puke, from your mouth you spit. of the forty that i bought for you right before elleven, the last molson dry that u drank before heaven... or wherever u be bawlin, we be callin out yo name, cuz without you down here, parties just wont be the same! who else will be the wine-o, bring the wine out act insane, pukin on the dancefloor, callin 2mo!!!! in honour of my name! im so grateful, we werent hateful, in our last lil dispute, over my ex girlfriend, that u came to think was kinda cute. even when u shot dog shit all over my wall, we then walked the streets, started fights, i would never let you fall. cuz youz my boy from the beginnin, its too sad it had to end, but wherever your soul be restin, you will always be my friend........................ peace, love, and may the funnest fucking asshole rest finally wherever he ended up... -DIALECT |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» kast replied on Sat Feb 11, 2006 @ 9:08am |
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