About Next Djibrel Cissê =)
I Play soccer and write raps
Season finished with us bottom of ladder ='(
13 goals for 80 somthing against lol
i got MVP and Golden Boot with 10 goals and set up 3 goals
Created by
RestInPeacePacBigNEz
Latest Activity
Jun 20, 2008
Date Joined
Jun 20, 2008
About this user
I love soccer and making up raps
I will be posting some raps i make up below so keep your eyes open ^^
Heres some raps i made last week:
(First rap)Lyricaly, you cant compete with me
my flows steady, like bone thugs n harmony
dropping emcee's, bringing them to there knees
taking out the competition, mental maulition
destroying the mind, find the time to rewind
the crime, listen to my ryhme, just keep up the flow
soon you will know, why im ranked numba 1
i do this for fun, spitting on a forum
your decapitated fore arm, found under your farm
but i didnt mean no harm, was ment to be a joke
the words i spoke, it became a disaster
heart was beating faster, couldnt hear no laughter
after, armagedon came, i rose to fame
freezing the time frame, by speaking my name
i became a terminator, like arnold schwarzenegger
eliminating, the people that were waiting
rapping in the spotlight, then you say goodnight
i wasted a round, because your body was found
abandoned in a dumpster, im richer then trumpster
my albums sale, was spent paying bale
now my crews outta jail, they were framed
the culprits been named, sent him to the penitentiary, the kid i knew in elimentiory, im making a destination stop
running from a cop, get away from security
oh sh*t they found me, running out the back door
running from the law, avoiding the jail
your ryhmes turning stail, so now you gotta bail
head away from the stage, covering your age
using all that make up, boy you better take up
and wake up, cause i show no mercy, realy wanna vs me?
i think your a pranksta, a wannabe gangsta.
(Second Rap)Heres a story of a man that turned to a preacher
said im gonna teach ya about freestylin
gods grace hes been filein
all the emcee's back
we gonna take the fast track
superstardom, fame
its not about your name
or about the dough
its how well u flow
when u can rap to a beat
they call it a feet
paperatzie taking to the street
you on the magazine cover
your words are like no other
they embrace, the face
that stops the race
all the emcee's run and hide
your music spreading wide
far across the nation
people talk about the creation
that you made
wondering how much your paid
coming up with a ryhme
you used to earn a dime
selling that crack
but now your back
where you belong
now your singing your song
reaching out to the hearts
this is where your story starts.
(Third rap)Started off this day, the same old way
have a lil drink, wash the dishes in the sink
heading of 2 skool, this one kids a fool
gotta feel bad, this kid just lost his dad
his uncles also dead.
6 rounds in the chest while he fleed
store was getting robbed, at the funeral they sobbed
wishing he was back, from this dreadful attack
2 people were murderd, in a town i never heard of
walking in to shell, they heard a yell
look behind the counter, and thats where they found her
lieing on the floor, where was the law?
those pigs in the coffe shop, thats what they call a cop?
while they eat a donut, kid gets a round in the but
fireing range, i think its strange
where they sent the bali 9, everything was fine
till the riot started, the people darted
protest going on, chanting there song
now those 9 are dead, destroyed by the head
of the indonesian police, the slaves were spinning fleece
they were living in a cave, and were told to behave
its discrimination, throughout our nation
people getting blamed for a crime they dont commit,
they get chucked in a pit, spose the mobs just doing its job
getting rid of the trash, while smoking their stash
wheres the right in that?, hitting people with a bat
bashing em over the head, because of what they said?
talking to the yakuza, thinking it cures ya
but when you get home, better not awnser that fone
should have looked the door, now your staring at the floor
wife is coverd in blood, its like a flood
but its a point they had to make, how much money did ya take
stealing from the mafia? mate i just laugh at ya
you ever heard of playing with fire your gonna get burnt?
its a lesson you should have learnt, ages ago
dont mess with the flow, dont disturb the beat
just take your god d*m seat, listen up fool
heres the golden rule, keep acting like your cool
your gonna get shot... did ya hear me son?
who cares if you run, they will hunt you down
no need to frown, just go in witness protection
to avoid detection...
Who ever said a white boy cant write good lyrics O.o
Age
16
Country
Australia
Occupation
Striker/Midfeilder
Companies
Sunbury united
Interests
Soccer, rap music, free running