Drop a verse, Sup Forums

Drop a verse, Sup Forums

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Bitch I be stepping to ya grill
Flexin my shit and reppin who I kill
I get ill with my weapon it's trill
I spill the blood and guts like cruella de ville

Gucci sneakers adidas sneakers nike sneakers black lives matter so fuck George Bush smoke kush

Soul heater, a tec-9 wifebeater
Made money off a theater nine-meter
With no rocket feature

Suppose nobody knows
How a nose knows such thing
Keeping up appearances
With the black-gold ring

Got a pocket in everyone's hands
Made money off a dealer
Sell off a reader's plans
For gold or for stealers

timmy timmy timmy turner
he be wishin for a burner
to kill everybody walkin
you know that his soul in the furnace

Racist crackers everywhere
People shittin' on the board you know they just don't care
I can't take the memes, can't take the noise
Got no money to move out I guess I got no choice

I don't give a shit that's why I sound like a retard
Cause I don't run the streets, I ain't a fag that acts hard

ayyo ayyo I make my leevin
by objectifying wemen
fighting that godzilla demon
while OP is slurping that semen

drink a lot of soda so they call me doctor pepper
we in like that, phife's dead like presley

I got a lot of money so my wallet stays fat
I make beats that hit harder than my dad
I'll only stop meming when i'm dead!

NOW IF FUCK THIS MODEL

I go full on when I rehearse, run it back like reverb
Wonder if they care how many cigarettes in each verse
Fee-fee on a feature, shaking like a seizure
Sounding like a sea shell, one horse on my t-shirt
My phone die twice a day, noodles in the microwave
It's cool, I threw my life away and a nigga towed my bike away
But now I'm welcome right away, LA was the hideaway
Lying in the jungle but you will not take my pride away
Run it back like reverse or a backward t-shirt
Or a B with research but she put too much cheaters
Tuck and roll, tuck and roll, so many more blunts to fold
We is not the Huxtables, the tux is just to juxtapose

PIMP MADAFAKAS IN DA KANTRY

kids
dont play with
too many
knives
crack stuntman's gonna
save
some
livesssss

Bang bang goes my glock.
Bang bang, your bitch suck'n my cock.

I catch the man looking up her skirt
been dragging my jacket through the
dirt till I get to the racket to where she drinks
She's the prestige and I'm her fink

yeah these are some stupid ass fools
it's no wonder the listen to tool!
Coming from an emo, man, that's sad
maybe because MJK is literally a fag

yeah uh
turn my headphones up
nigga turn my headphones up
i cant hear anything on the left

I have sex with lots of women (uh)
I make more money than you (uh)
I sell drugs with my crew (uh)
My dick is bigger than most men (uh)

Good luck with that: you’re takin’ a stand
You spit. I’m ‘a sit. We’ll see where we land

your a lyrical spiritual lyrical miracle individual

le (c)rap amirite? : D

>wake up
>remember Phife Dawg's still dead
>cry a little
>go back to sleep

im father time
with every beat is a rhyme
and ima shine in my prime

-father time (aka lil basketball)

soundcloud.com/maipenraisecondpaige/that-part-lyrical-remix

ur welcome

Corner corny niggaz at the corner store
Switchblade face on looking like predator
Swipe a hundred grand then the husband's whore
That pretty was fun but my bars worth more

FOR ALL MY WEST SIDE NIGGAZ THAT KNOW ME BEST -

bait so hard moderators wanna ban me

nigga

i'm cooler than shit
like an icy poop
i'm like the wu-tang clan
that's a dangerous group
i had sex on a plane
joined the mile high club
then i crashed that plane
since that bitch aint show me love
now her sons an orphan
and i'm still cool
this shit is really boring
call that a plain stool

RUNNING AROUND TOWN WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER IN MY POCKET

FLY IN ON AN UMBRELLA AFTER KILLING FISH WITH LIGHTNING IN NANTUCKET

THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY EVENING IS WATCHING KOBE BRYANT DANCE WITH HIS HEAD IN A BUCKET.

HAVE A THREESOME WITH JENETTE MCCURDY AS SHE SUCKS OFF KIRBY PUCKETT.

I DON'T HAVE ANY CARDS OR MONEY TO GIVE THE TWO KIDS AT A WAL-MART IN EXCHANGE FOR THEIR BAG OF PENNIES

SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHING JENNIES

A WATERMELON FLYING THROUGH THE AIR LIKE A SPIRALING FOOTBALL LANDS ON THE PORCH OF A BLACK FAMILY CALLED THE HENNIES.

THEY DON'T OWN HENS BUT THEY KEEP A SHED IN THEIR GARAGE WHERE A BLACK-FACED MAN EATS OIL SOMETHING SOMETHING BENNIES.

NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA

I AM 200 PERCENT NIGGA