ITT: We rate other's rap/hip hop lyrics. Be it serious or funny, everyone is allowed.
Cause I'm better high my function now is supreme What does it mean when my flow begin to make a scene In your head, mountains and valleys in the land of the dead A great lord rose up from the ash so it was said A rhyming masterpiece any pastor or priest came after to teach The laws of lyrics, how to flow and master the beats But last I repeat these words trying to rap gotta learn with the curve
I will refer to those from all religions, I don't promote the Holy Scriptures All I'm saying the minute you deny the folks you sit with it exposed the bitch in that soldier image What did you think, bro? You were gonna gonna roll to England and face some over British Chauffer-driven bloke that flows about tea, toast and biscuits, cricket and bowling wickets? What did you think, I wouldn't expose you like the photo pictures loaded up by Loaded Lux of Calicoe when he was going swimming, pussy, know your limits!? What did you think, bro? I wasn't as cold as most of them old folks in your own division? And I would have leaved you voted with them I don't give a fuck if it's no votes and no decisions. The people at home have a right to their own opinions and the polls and posts are gonna show the business This is for the folks at home to witness, focus. Listen
Parker Parker
Those lyrics were pretty bad.
Evan Hill
Yikes
Christopher Peterson
You think this is a cringe thread? Man you must be inbred Faggot ass I bet you never get any in bed But it's okay, you might be gay, I bet your parents ask you that every day
Ryan Nelson
Nigguuuuuuhhhhhh Purple drank nigguh Nigga (x3) Bitches pussy on mah dick, goddamn my flow is so fuckin sick Nigga (x6) I'm ill as fuck and drinkin lean nigguh, your hoe azz bitch be on mah peen nigguh Nigga (x12) Muh DJ, on them beats, like yo girl be on mah meat Nigguhh (x24) Pussy hoe bitch fuck nigga lean sizzurp purple ass titties shit dick bruh Nigguhhhh (x48)
pls rate
Liam Thomas
lol someone actually took the time to type all this out
Benjamin Gray
Knowledge this wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve I loved doing right but I was trapped in hell Had mad ideas, sad eyes and tears Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn't bear I searched for the truth since my youth And went to church since birth, but it wasn't worth the loot That I was paying, plus the praying I didn't like staying cuz of busy-bodies and dizzy hotties That the preacher had souped up with lies Had me cooped up lookin at loot, butt, and thighs
rate me Sup Forums
Luis Howard
That was hilarious man, you really got me. You got me good man.
Jordan Cook
basic bars desu
Parker Bennett
This is actually lyrics from GZA and Killah Priest (Wu-Tang Clan) song: B.I.B.L.E.
I am the ultimate. I'm dangerous. Like Michael Jackson said, you can't hang with us. I got on a hat, my baseball bat, here I come aimin' at yo dome to crack. Better step back My lyrics is fearless You can't be like me Man, my rhythm is peerless I just saw your mom She had bacon and eggs I cooked that shit up And she threw back her legs
Jace Reed
honestly most rappers are basic as fuck when it comes to pure bars. Battle rapper bars are far, far superior
Josiah Hall
what's the point of this if you don't know the cadence, man
stick out, rick flare stick-up nick out, stand-down, got my prick up man-down, ripped a couple strips BLT nothin' but another trick, USD and me not a billi but the precedent fill me 'nother place, 'nother time, but these niggas can't kill me i'm about that pulp fiction in my two cups you may someday find a pig in my handcuffs
Gavin Garcia
You think you're a tough guy? You sound like a small fry. Eat you for lunch With a two piece at Popeye's. You smell my cologne? That shit is for you I gotta smell good Fuckin' you and your crew.
Brody Mitchell
Passed a bitch, passed the bitch, then I stole her glasses Cavalier, empty air-swingin' to the masses She don't care, I'm a flare, I be workin' flaccid I be the knee-jerk John when she earn my assets Contact, contacts and the barest assets But they still blind in my head, know their own is classless
Blake Young
monte blanc, i burn you on the spot bet you got some of that monster you should burn it with a shot niggas on my block distinguish niggas like you by the smell they can all tell, fuccboi de toillette, what you call that
Camden Perry
Identities the enemy when you want the better be So just avoid the pedigree to set it free Its Anarchy, but you'd rather be royal like monarchy Not the butterfly Pull it out your eye and see clearly Turn your speakers up if you can't hear me Blow your speakers up if you don't feel me Goes lots of scars but don't heal me You're a joke got me laughing to hard don't kill me Wouldn't trade the past got the future Close the open cast the suture rupture Don't stop me now just on the cusp But who I'm going to trust when it all goes wrong Hear the Swan song on repeat No fear it's long gone, nows so sweet Though it's not a race still won't chest Turning down the pace feel the heartbeat Ink drip from the veins Sink in the source I'm on the reigns Oh and I maintain Who said it's never the same Kick start same heart Stay true blue till it splits apart Its a work of art Mr Van gone The heart may break but the broken live on I'll stop my weeping So many smiles to go before my sleeping I'm a clod on the shore tore from the main I hear your sermon John donne through ringing ears Those tolling bells multiplied by years Need a way to ease my fears
Austin Lewis
I fucced your girl's ass, But I came in her peehole. Knocked her ass out, And I put on Finding Nemo. Ran out the door, Got in a taxi cab. A few months later, Bitch said I was a dad. Showed up at the hospital, Ready for my child. When it was born, I nutted on it Man, that shit was wild.
Brayden Edwards
Im a lyrical spiritual individual came to rap circles round yall my raps they be slick yo gurls on my dick i gave her a flick cuz she bit on my dick that shits not sick ill go get another chick to sit on my dick i hope shell be thick cuz thick chicks like dick but dont act too quick you see thats the trick never in a rut do blow off her butt then bust a nut welcome to my fuck hut just call me king tut bitch you look like a mutt get out of my hut my balls they be swayin and everyones sayin they know we aint playin your dicks like a raisin thats all that im sayin still i be slayin them bitches be beggin for a new cat i dont get down like that so i have a chat then i splat out scat throw it at the brat she falls in the vat of shit while i spilt her tit then spit in it and sit and knit and shit thats lit
i quit
Isaac James
As the world turns Life lessons learned On the first and the third Of the month Where you’re from Is essential Gunplay in the hallways or AVIS car rentals? Mourned on the born date or private dentists? Chained to the drug game or best village mentions? Blood spillage is censored But not to his friends and mentors Fighting an everlasting war in the mental.
wow it's fucking nothing
Sebastian Cook
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin Musician, inflictin composition of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now Bulletholes left in my peepholes I'm suited up in street clothes Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit
Joseph Gomez
Fucking destroyed
Nolan Sanders
>welcome to my fuck hut >just call me king tut
Straight fire!
Gavin Wilson
mild, messed and defiled must of misfiled, he never knew i wiled the out-looking crowd yet to outnumber bitches i been with as it burns while he pisses, i'm listless that's the arm-length bliss when i kill this hard swing, no rings, i'm the wedding band anacin, you can sin, but the meddling man understated and my dick overrated, go and raise it
Zachary Reed
ok i love hip hop and some of these lyrics are decent but these threads are popping up a lot. i agree, these threads are cringe, but not because they suck.
rap is not 100% lyrics anymore. maybe it never was, but now it's even less so. flow and delivery are extremely important, much like how in stand up comedy attitude and timing are key. i guarantee these all sound like ass if the respective anons recorded the rhymes, with or without a beat.
it's a great start, but to rap you need to actually, audibly rap and not sound like you're afraid of the mic. you need conviction in your voice, and finding that is harder than writing 100 pages of brilliant rhymes. so yeah these threads are the embodiment of cringe bedroom rap.
even the vocaroo threads are better. that takes balls. these are as lame as the bars in the youtube comment sections when you look up "[famous rapper] type beat"
Caleb Taylor
I'm all done with this shit, What can I say? You all up on my dick, I call you Marvin Gay. I bend you over Make a gourmet meal Then feed it to you nicely So your ass can heal. My bank account wealthy, But your ass is unhealthy Fuck you from behind While I take a selfie
Cameron Perry
I thought this thread was a joke? Your meme game broke. Tellin us how to rhyme? I'll swing you on a rope.
Landon Murphy
imma use my rap app but first let me but on my cap im a nice chap so give me a clap before i crap out my flap into your frap you like these jeans? I got them at the gap they were made by a jap watch me run a lap i dont need no map or a nap just ask my pap he knows i rap he aint no sap you wanna get in a scrap? ill give you a slap itll be a snap check me out im straped you i will tap this shit is a trap i could really go for a wrap my shit give you a zap you better get out of here asap before i backslap you durring your catnap and punch you in the chin strap im not trying to entrap i aint no flytrap you want some gift wrap for that golf cap? i kidnap the madcap it aint no mishap he fell into my mousetrap lets recap im handicap and i like bubble wrap
Oliver Perez
somethin somethin somethin i forgot now
Nicholas Barnes
"selfie"? you said that you was wealthy compulsive liar, down to attire it's unhealthy but jesus help me if you a nigga with a bitch i understand nigga-rich but playa' that's pitch trick-daddy nigga you a caddy maybe if you slammed and managed to bust a paddy but i understand you ain't slick, got you under this dick got you lookin' kobe before you could try to cut me i'll show where the cut be might tell you how to do it my niggas kill it subtly i rather take you to it i catch you on the last page of the damn yearbook dedicated to your worst written, word litter, you kitten
Benjamin Collins
You must be silly My name is billy And I would like to offer you a Cheesesteak Philly
I'll make a dilli I'll touch your willy Make your lips do some shit Like Milli Vanilli
Samuel Stewart
fucc u bih i FUCC ur BIH SHE CAME LIKE OOOOOO and then i shot like BLUUU BLU BLU
Ayden Hill
ha ha fire in the church senpai
Lincoln Turner
Your rap game retarded I ain't even started You be like the booty of a butterfly That just done farted Let me restart it Your rap game retarded RIP DJ SCREW The lost and departed
Joshua Richardson
battle rap is a completely different thing
Brody Sanders
court a bitch smokin' a newport quote a bitch somewhere from newark she like my lips read the face want the hips i split the tips take her home fuck the yips she lil' tip i'm boosie ain't news see she loosie a nigga with redtube views know the bitch have six ways out six ways in but wait maybe eight if i'm in triple eight mind 'fore a nigga a base i bust a fuckin' waste i'm out the place
Matthew Lewis
I am a nigger I have dark skin Fuck the whitey
Zachary Mitchell
I run up to yo crib with a nuff 30 clips to end ya whole Shit Don't test me bitch you'll regret that Shit I'll end you and ya entire clique wit one 30 clip spit Then imma Fuck yo bitch then end that snitches life (life) I dun gat no price (price) i run in and strike take yo worthless life
Yuh
The police don't Fuck with a real g They don't Fuck with me They get the call from the mall while I slit u throat in changing room stall I'll walk out stock at my hips Banana clips Bitches trip Mag dump the whole clip Imma let it spray Hk g36k High tech weaponry High-Tec promethazine Imm slurpin up this lean Bitch my whip so clean Better not intervene Yes I know I'm a fiend These bois in it for the C.R.E.A.M I'm in it to end more lives Yes I'll Fuck yo wives And yo daughters too Who the Fuck are you? Pop some shots in you No face no case No witnesses no snitches Murder all the hoes But first cum on em in they church clothes