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 Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 10:00 am
I eat avocados over an assonance's elements
Relavent to the conversation beyond telemarketing
Schemes by the dreamer who caught the feamur and wheens
Off gravity's freedom when their knees failed as bargaining
Chips. Dusting my shoulders off, I'm feeling like a limp is
Engaged in this second step towards a forced three course
Meals, only happy if plastic action figures are found dapping.
Buzzed off of a "would he" scenario preformed. Recourse
Lives for the delivery. Why do receptionist take it willingly?
Die or be killer bees, still you get the free bug spray.
Placement upon my ammunition's engagement would make
This first step feel like a botched "FREE HUGS DAY!"
Notibly a trap, I court disaster upon contact, blind to
Contacts. The solution's the eye drop for transparency;
Wearily, clarity, charity. I've divulged the terms that
Rhyme without respects to the disaster I WAS heralding...
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 11:18 pm
My pen's diesel and lethal like Peter-built my stylo
Truckin' bricks with a Bic; it's sour D cerebral
Ninthing clouds like Patrick; rhymes flier then classics
I'm prime with a passion; flow's diamonds no plastic
But ******** all the fluff; This my life that I love
Grindin' for a bag and a pack; prices are tough
But I ain't soberin' up; I stay goin' just ******** these hoes man, I need to focus and such
I stay dope in the clutch, like Farve with a spliff
I'm reachin' with arms; touchdown when I hit
I devour these kids; my spit showers of fifths
Damn yall be plowed; snow clouds in my scripts
But I shine like Jack; a crowned king of the pen
Yall bow to the ring; what I'm bringing is tens
You can't bring me to fail; I refuse ya offer
Ya pennies, I'm dollars; I'm paper; ya copper
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Namiko Kaito Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 6:51 pm
i don't give up until the end, cut off my hand and witness kamikaze blood
infused with jet fuel to motor out rhymes as quick as flash flood
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 10:27 am
GhostlyMark i don't give up until the end, cut off my hand and witness kamikaze blood infused with jet fuel to motor out rhymes as quick as flash flood no pupils, stuffed my veins with heroin dressed up as a girl and became a new black heroine woke up with dreams that became a reality as a heroine, my main power is the overuse of profanity
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Namiko Kaito Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 6:39 pm
You ain't rappers, rhymin';Flow's a mattress, lyin'
You kings of Disney; I split Mickey's to ions
Always itchy to pound em; spit beef and I ground 'em
Pack wack in plastic, ya casket's an ounce son
I move weight easily; bouquet is Diesel-y
Dank, so I make bank; you reekin' ether free
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 7:21 pm
make room for the prince b***h
gettin' girls wit ease, Im the one who took your mistress
i would lyrically murder you
snatch you up and bury you
you got a gun? best believe that i carry two
i am the prince so you are not worthy
get 5 niggas that would body your thirty
my verses are so flirty, i build you up so you think you got a chance when really im just ******** around.
right now my verses aint even serious,
but you'd still be delirious
thinkin you could beat me
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 4:01 pm
[Chorus]
It feels like we're not meant for each other
Cause we say some bad words that's not meant for a lover
And we do some bad things, but even worse under covers, covers, covers, covers...
[1st verse]
Ok, please write it down
Because the world will tear apart if we dare to make a sound
Atoms will implode if I ever hold you close to me
The universe will cease to exist if we cease to resit what's suppose to be
So hopefully our path will never cross, ******** a rosary
But I'll pray everyday that you'll never notice me.
writer's block for the longest on this one
sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 4:46 pm
Open the ******** register!
In the distance is the sounds of the sirens
Now I'm yellin' at the owner as I hold the chrome
"What you mean you ain't hiring!
Huh!?!"....
Yeah.... "What you mean you ain't hiring!"
Huh!?!"....
Unh!.... Oh s**t, the pigs firing!
My souls cryin', it ain't down for retiring
And goddamn did that shot hit close
So I'll fire back and turn these pigs to a spit roast
About to go swayze, silhouette as i get ghost
This lifestyle fits most,
Of the demographic
Who's face looks like they've face everything that's tragic
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 12:45 am
_iiBe Prince_ make room for the prince b***h gettin' girls wit ease, Im the one who took your mistress i would lyrically murder you snatch you up and bury you you got a gun? best believe that i carry two i am the prince so you are not worthy get 5 niggas that would body your thirty my verses are so flirty, i build you up so you think you got a chance when really im just ******** around. right now my verses aint even serious, but you'd still be delirious thinkin you could beat me okay little boy, move over for the queen, your only a prince, im juggalette supreme, i spit this ish just like a choppa, sittin in my ride, while you sittin on the block, HA!! but dont be skerrd, i dont bite hard, but f***s with me, and i'll stop your <3, so go on lil prince a play with your friends, i'll be sittin on my throne waitin for someone to spit wit again!! hahahaha!!!
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 9:38 pm
a dumb freestyle i did on a roadtrip
I'll like her fast and I'll like her quick,
But really, I don't even ******** like this b***h
See she makes me sick
She's quick to see a flick with me
Epiphany: She'll never give my d**k any sympathy
Down, set, hut what went wrong
I'll punt this c**t, got me all up in the friend zone
Maybe I been wrong, see I'm kinda wild and...
You can probably tell by the way I'm freestylin'
See we all in...this packed a** car
And it got a weird smell, I'm hoping it's not far...
To our final destination
I never took my finals, I'd rather live the final scene of Final Destination
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 12:11 pm
She bent over, trynna pick clusters of clovers
Just my luck, we started ******** on a sofa
She said she's part Irish and I said, "Aye, aye b***h!"
I hand this ho a Guinness, finished on some creampie s**t
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 1:06 pm
Zev Love X She bent over, trynna pick clusters of clovers Just my luck, we started ******** on a sofa She said she's part Irish and I said, "Aye, aye b***h!" I hand this ho a Guinness, finished on some creampie s**t In the book of Guinness as the fliest Gettin' paper, papyrus I'm in it for the gold and the booty like a pirate
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 12:17 pm
They say the meanin' of life... is that there isnt one,
you don't know the meanin' of strife? Then watch me live it son;
Cause' from the getty go...I been known to get it done,
even if it means I move a PACK, nD BACK it witt a gun.
Off the dizzy dome spit this s**t in the shower! rofl
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:54 am
I'm Ralph KramdenI'll Slap a bytch standin' Send her to the moon, moonwalkin' with her hands in... A thrilling lunar landin'
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 12:41 pm
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPYjgVBXzxI&feature=relatedTHA D0UCHESTER b***h..U KNOW WAT IT IS... mrgreen IM BACK b***h SO U COWARDS BETTA VANISH.....ASAP/ KEYSTYLIN LEGEND, LYRICAL SMITH WESSON GET YA EGO KIDNAP'D/ STEP IN2 MY DOJO, WE DONT PRACTICE WIT NO BAMBOO STICKS/ PUNCHLINES HIT U WIT THAT MUAI THAI,...SO IM NO1 2 BE WRESTLE'D WIT/ rofl ITS SO FUNNY...I REALLY HAVE NO COMPEITION; LYRICAL DEMILITION/ BUT U NI66AZ IM JUST FISHIN....BUTTER FLY SHRIMP DISHIN/ IM SO HIGH,.. burning_eyes ...I CAN SKY DIVE FROM THA GROUND/ & I HIT THE HIGHWAY JUST 2 BREAK BARRIERS OF SOUND/ OUTTA HERE LIGHT-YEARS AHEAD OF U BOYS...BRINGIN THE NOISE/ SOUND OFF BUT NO1 GOT EAR PLUG 4 THA TOYS stare BRING SORROW 4 THE SAKE OF OUR JOY... cool NOW THINK ABOUT IT.. xd .........OK talk2hand I PUT GOD 1ST AFTER THAT ITS, MONEY...WEED..& THERE GOES GROUPIES WIT THEY PU$$Y/ SOME COME RATHER SOFT OR KINDA STALE...BUT ALL'EM WANNA GIVE DEM COOKIES/ IM TRYNA KEEP IT CLEAN BUT MY SLUAGHTER'S SO DIRTY/ I GOT A COUPLE HEARIN-AIDS 4 SOME OF U ******** DAT AINT HEARD ME/ NOW WATS A SHARK 2A KILLER WHALE....WATS A RABBIT 2A GRIZZLY/ WHENEVA I FREESTYLE & TYPE I GIVE'EM HELL...SO WHO WANNA GET EXTRA CRISPY?/ rofl IM JUST FUXKIN WITCHAS...WEAK "RAPPIN" NIGGAZ, WIGGA, & NEWBS/ OR WATEVA ******** WACK A$$ DESCRIPTION FITS YOU/ xd I DISMISS YOU,.....CARBON FIBERS 2 YA TISSUE/ THA WHOLE ISSUE DARK BLACK DEEPLY ABYISS YOU/ IM DONE xd
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