dick is frightning/goin down the sideline/i am lightning/call me chris johnson/i am a thompson/goin so fast its freaking ridiculous/hey u bitches can u let me finish this----
my flow is like an ocean/it never evr stops/ur flo is so bad its like fkin kids bop/wat u queer/get tha fk outta here/ive fly so long ive never evr been down here/im like a christmas tree/i lite shit up all day and nite/i give u a fright/like a horror movie at night/im neva afriad always hapy or sad or glad like the motha freakin trash bag bitch/i float like a ballon/i sting like a bee/ill kick ur ass and knok out all ur teeth/call me white out/ill erase u/call me mtn dew/then she'll tell u my
fantastic fluid flow, clappin niggas and stackin dough loungin and layin bitch niggas low in the ground, poundin your head down in town they look around but you never will be found its a shame i gotta murk niggas in the game dont blame cuz you niggas would do it the same lame mothafuckas step back and think first nigga i dont bleed and i drink thirst, you should see a shrink first you aint gon come back, i blast through like a run back, i dont need a gat strapped cuz i cum flak
experimental chemistry when you step to this entity its meant to be, when im done theres no chance you will be friends with me, expertly, i craft rhymes, endlessly i clap nines, and you'll see mothafuckas fear me like jail time, my words are sublime, covered in grime commitin crimes gettin it on with dimes the shit you spit is sour like limes my flow is smooth like butter i open my wings and flutter over the beat, fresh from my head to my feet enough skeet to make an entire fleet retreat
We down under so I welcome you to the dirty south where to survive you need to watch your dirty mouth we go hard, niggas mad at breakfast so when you see that tinted car you better run fast from coast to coast no one come close to us well mess you up like Houston we got a problem got Ray Charles singing Georgia to us New Orleans sick of the water problem but Miami brought the Heat to us its the dirty south look it up on your map we control the game, like Spielberg its a wrap
yeeeaaaa,im sayin like gucci,foolish dudes,thinkin they can do me and my chick get down like coma sutra,who dat where he from the nati where im at goin back to the u.k cuz i get money,na aint 50 but the blobk lookin ify i aint sayin im da best just the best in this city,feel me,hear me when i speak,get visions of my words exitin,my mouth get fount down south posted up in riverdale,dats where cuz sell i failed as a fan but exceeded as a leader of the clan dats dagmi,big ti luda and down south
I hit heavy on tha lyric pad show em whos tha dopest throw away a tha preppy gurls i crush em like some roaches my swag is so fresh i turn my drank ta some vaipa you mess up my fresh leave u wit holes tha size of craitas a well know swag rappa yes i make it rain this jus my intro already in the game its go 1..2..3.. tracks im paid how many chances does it take ta get a mutha fukka laid....
welcome to newark where all kinds of niggaz reside/but only half get to half step wit a ride/that means you get a whole unity/well like i told you welcome to my community/only some niggaz get immunity/a preset non restart community/a lonely die son/cops shots make niggas die by the ton/take a way that gin-a-tonic just here just give me the gin and give me your wallet/paper sure trees/set on fire/we're in inflation and the stakes are to dire/can't trust us the world makes us liars/north was up
With full force,I endorse rhymes murderin niggas wit no remorse/Gotta take it 2 da source,my rhymes is not sold in stores/U gotta pay shippin n handling get my CD delivered 2 ya door/But girls who look good could get even more/Enjoy da essence of my presence,No rhymin lessons i wuz juz gifted like a present/Wrapped up and packed up givin 2 a veteran/Im rep dat Northside niggas dont be lookin cross eyed niggas/Cuz our beams aim high rounds fly straight 4 ur 4
your rhymes are very cleva/but mines alot betta/im the king of all mega/the sling to ya motha/my ryhmes brings people togetha/ya ryhmes happen to bring the fleas togetha/i wander how you do that,see i told you wear cleva/man, you getting serve/dont step to me with ya little gay words/they look so small like twety the bird/man my ryhmes are the truth/you cant even put ya ryhmes in good yuse/so just quit it,it's not so hard/thats how i stoped your father from being a retard.
Ima Take ya back 2 school cuz c u a fool da shit i spit makes fools like u drool so when i step up to da mic ya betta stay in ya lane dont get in my way now da beast is untamed comin atcha at da speed of sound next thing ya know ya layin on da ground u thinkin to ur self man what da fuck happen? u was just a victim of a lyrical clappin oooooh now that was ill now im comin twice as hard so u no i get dat kill yea my dads a retard but i fucked ur mommy when i got finished i hit her wit da tommy
Take a step back before i react and cause lethal contact/I keep ur head spinning like laundromats,lyrical attacks never holding back/U step 2 me u steppin 2 a veteran/I survived while hip-hop died nigga i am legend/Nobody does what i do i do things myself/When its me against da world i dont need no help/So take ur petty rhymes and put'em back on da shelf/come up with something better than that....or juz challenge someone else
down in the dirty/i shoot lil niggas like lil birdys/dont step up to me/nigga im am the king/i exstermanate people like you/you sound like garbage/when i blow caps i use you as my target/yey its yung bull/when you write you make my mouth druel/now im acting like a fuel/thats because i now your about to lose.
man i am the bomb/your ryhmes sound like a scracth cd rom/so just stop ryming/ before you get smack with my 48 inch dimonds/man my ryhmes are artificil/the call me Mr.jr for my great anichails/down in the dirty/your rhymes are to girly/cut your lil rhymes before i spit dirty.
Down in da dirty nah its da east coast I boast chillin with my folks proposing toast/Or in da hood trynna find butter 4 our toast/Keeping enemies closer than our friends are close,dont choke on my lethal dose of rhymes clouding the air like smoke/But dats how it goes dats da way it is makin bread trynna live all while flirtin with chicks gettin digits/Its da sickness JRoss da illest when im spittin i murder without a witness/Cuz over in da east coast dats how it goes sta-sta-stackin dat doe.....
aw shit the mental patient done shat upon the planet
masterin this craft so laminate my id hap hazardous
my shit isnt for to tappin, half steppin or trappin
actin like you never done the dirty deed behind your campers
so unseen i fathom, i'm, higher than aladdin
who'd a thunk to fuckin plan it who'd a left it where its at,shit
i can do this in my sleep but i dont even need to brag it
i, do it when i got my palms full of boulder baggage
man,my swaggers bastard and yours got a parent.
jacob123149 11 months ago
YEa
jacob123149 11 months ago
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HollowFingerboarding 1 year ago
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HollowFingerboarding 1 year ago
dick is frightning/goin down the sideline/i am lightning/call me chris johnson/i am a thompson/goin so fast its freaking ridiculous/hey u bitches can u let me finish this----
RackAtttack 1 year ago
my flow is like an ocean/it never evr stops/ur flo is so bad its like fkin kids bop/wat u queer/get tha fk outta here/ive fly so long ive never evr been down here/im like a christmas tree/i lite shit up all day and nite/i give u a fright/like a horror movie at night/im neva afriad always hapy or sad or glad like the motha freakin trash bag bitch/i float like a ballon/i sting like a bee/ill kick ur ass and knok out all ur teeth/call me white out/ill erase u/call me mtn dew/then she'll tell u my
RackAtttack 1 year ago
My accapella releases classic masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
I'm Infinite
FunnyRapperGuy 1 year ago
Like i do
shadowstep583 2 years ago
The Dirty Dirty south thats were we stay/
Niggas always slanging and bangin/
Dont interact with that unless u lookin for Death/
Down in Stockbridge GA where theres a whole lot of gunplay/
The niggas here steady to pull the shit out i advise u to stay put or u can dip out/
I dont mes around with that shit rappin is the main dish/
I serve it out everyday hoping i get out/
Hoping my niggas can come to but thats a bonus to/
I wish u niggas luck in the dirty dirty Cause u need to get out like
shadowstep583 2 years ago
Sittin' in the hospital bed, pumping blood through my veins/
it takes cries for hard work, thats why it floods when it rains/
I rap when i feel like i got something to say,
today was a good day, when your on top of the game.
Fake playas are stoopid, how bout' you keep running your mouth/
I might be puffbiggie east, i still run the dirty south
finding the good life is hard, and for me it goes double/
If you fuck around with me , you'll be in a load of trouble.
MrJordan17 2 years ago 2
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This beat is whack !
izzothaking 2 years ago
BringTheRiot 3 years ago
BringTheRiot 3 years ago
lilpoetry08 3 years ago
yeeeaaaa,im sayin like gucci,foolish dudes,thinkin they can do me and my chick get down like coma sutra,who dat where he from the nati where im at goin back to the u.k cuz i get money,na aint 50 but the blobk lookin ify i aint sayin im da best just the best in this city,feel me,hear me when i speak,get visions of my words exitin,my mouth get fount down south posted up in riverdale,dats where cuz sell i failed as a fan but exceeded as a leader of the clan dats dagmi,big ti luda and down south
murkkingdtw 3 years ago
I hit heavy on tha lyric pad show em whos tha dopest throw away a tha preppy gurls i crush em like some roaches my swag is so fresh i turn my drank ta some vaipa you mess up my fresh leave u wit holes tha size of craitas a well know swag rappa yes i make it rain this jus my intro already in the game its go 1..2..3.. tracks im paid how many chances does it take ta get a mutha fukka laid....
Macdynex 3 years ago
welcome to newark where all kinds of niggaz reside/but only half get to half step wit a ride/that means you get a whole unity/well like i told you welcome to my community/only some niggaz get immunity/a preset non restart community/a lonely die son/cops shots make niggas die by the ton/take a way that gin-a-tonic just here just give me the gin and give me your wallet/paper sure trees/set on fire/we're in inflation and the stakes are to dire/can't trust us the world makes us liars/north was up
comedyworks5 3 years ago
With full force,I endorse rhymes murderin niggas wit no remorse/Gotta take it 2 da source,my rhymes is not sold in stores/U gotta pay shippin n handling get my CD delivered 2 ya door/But girls who look good could get even more/Enjoy da essence of my presence,No rhymin lessons i wuz juz gifted like a present/Wrapped up and packed up givin 2 a veteran/Im rep dat Northside niggas dont be lookin cross eyed niggas/Cuz our beams aim high rounds fly straight 4 ur 4
head niggas its a wrap
JRoss911 3 years ago
your rhymes are very cleva/but mines alot betta/im the king of all mega/the sling to ya motha/my ryhmes brings people togetha/ya ryhmes happen to bring the fleas togetha/i wander how you do that,see i told you wear cleva/man, you getting serve/dont step to me with ya little gay words/they look so small like twety the bird/man my ryhmes are the truth/you cant even put ya ryhmes in good yuse/so just quit it,it's not so hard/thats how i stoped your father from being a retard.
yungbull27 3 years ago
atvsteve 3 years ago
i spelled my words rong in the first 2 rap songs, i should of cheaked it when i was done writting.
yungbull27 3 years ago
Take a step back before i react and cause lethal contact/I keep ur head spinning like laundromats,lyrical attacks never holding back/U step 2 me u steppin 2 a veteran/I survived while hip-hop died nigga i am legend/Nobody does what i do i do things myself/When its me against da world i dont need no help/So take ur petty rhymes and put'em back on da shelf/come up with something better than that....or juz challenge someone else
JRoss911 3 years ago
down in the dirty/i shoot lil niggas like lil birdys/dont step up to me/nigga im am the king/i exstermanate people like you/you sound like garbage/when i blow caps i use you as my target/yey its yung bull/when you write you make my mouth druel/now im acting like a fuel/thats because i now your about to lose.
yungbull27 3 years ago
man i am the bomb/your ryhmes sound like a scracth cd rom/so just stop ryming/ before you get smack with my 48 inch dimonds/man my ryhmes are artificil/the call me Mr.jr for my great anichails/down in the dirty/your rhymes are to girly/cut your lil rhymes before i spit dirty.
yungbull27 3 years ago
Down in da dirty nah its da east coast I boast chillin with my folks proposing toast/Or in da hood trynna find butter 4 our toast/Keeping enemies closer than our friends are close,dont choke on my lethal dose of rhymes clouding the air like smoke/But dats how it goes dats da way it is makin bread trynna live all while flirtin with chicks gettin digits/Its da sickness JRoss da illest when im spittin i murder without a witness/Cuz over in da east coast dats how it goes sta-sta-stackin dat doe.....
JRoss911 3 years ago