u maid me wunt 3 leev the form 5evr
so thaz thaz, now git severed
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u maid me wunt 3 leev the form 5evr
so thaz thaz, now git severed
Severed my butt, you're lyrics are way too short!
I'll tell you one more time, make those lyrics long, you dork!
You said you accidentally made the fastest active forum game in history,
Well I tell you this one thing: you don't have the guts to beat me!
Where'd you come up with these rhymes, out of nowhere?
I think you're just full of hot air!
I'll crush you like a bug until you're flat as a pancake!
When I come at you swinging, you'll think it's an EARTHQUAKE!!!!!!!!!!!
What is a nightmare? The dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream, a nightmare
I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious
Till one day I grew suspicious, when I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new be-ditching
Missouri from Michigan didn't work
So we moved back to Missouri from Michigan, from Missouri back to Michigan
Someone put me out my misery, I can't do this again
Mom please stick to a decision
Discipline, last thing I wanna' do is listen she's like
Lex Luthor, bitch, her rules are kryptonite
So the walls and I done lost my power to see through them bitches
But I run into them, running through the kitchen
Pretending to be blind, Superman
Cause I had no supervision
But I did have a super power though
I could turn into invisible kid
Disappear out of sight, like a true magician
And one day uncle Ronnie brought over this new, but different
Music into the picture and it became my new religion
I remember it clearly, even today.
Move back to Michigan again, to live with my Grandma Ned
Always itchin' for something to do, was flipping
Through the radio stations one day
And discovered this DJ who was mixing
I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the wizard
You ain't have a fucking clue what you was missing
I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing
For shoes, fuck them stupid pumas bitch, it's all about them new edition troops
You get the new LL Cool J cooling system
Made that final maneuver to 8 Mile and Hoover and somehow I saw my future is in this
That's how I knew my mission
Little boom box boomin', spitting
Practicing numerous rhythms
When I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come true for wishin'
I remember Proof would visit
Couldn't wait to play him my new shit, he'd go coocoo ballistic
Go through the roof for his shit
It's like we knew the instant
We touched a mic that both of us two existed to do this shit
Never quit, too persistent
We are a rap empire
Started a group of misfits
Proof had a proposition
If we all band together, there ain't no stopping this shit
Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and
Be ready to come off the top as sharp position
If you got dissed at the shop cause if they caught you slippin'
They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin' you
And you forgot your written
Opportunity knocks once, it ain't knocking again
They tried ding-dong ditching shit
I fucking got that bitch in a headlock
Cut off his oxygen Slim snot gourgin
Cock sucking cynder block in the wind
Now I got my pot to piss in
Spot in that top position
Copping over the opposition
Looking like a dog that's pissing
Leg up on the competition
Promising complete dominance, Sugar Ray Robinson
I'm in a league Muhammad's in
Ali's my colleague bombing them
Probably end up on top of them
Stomping them like Ndamukong
I'm rushing like a Urkanian Ladanian Tomlinson
Flow vomits in your face
Competitors fall at my waist
You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face
So name the time, place to battle
Bitch I'm still in that mind state
Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes
Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose
But you turds better be careful how you choose yours
Cause feelings scar but egos bruise worse
And the truth hurts, shit no wonder you're sore losers
Now where's your poop birds?
Ooh, no more tripping in bird shit, songs of self empowerment surgeon
Words of encouragement but this discouraging the rappers
The rap games God, but the name's not James Todd?, I'm just a wordsmith
So let these words lift
Cause all I got is bars for you dumbbells since yours ain't working out
Each verse is more merciless than the first is
And you ain't got to wear no shoes and shirt in this beast? to get served
Blood thirst, Revenge of the Nerds
Chickit
And it's true you shall not escape my vengeance.
And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone
Word to Uncle Ron
I'm turning into a non-humble Don
You blonde dumb hoes, all I got is dick for you to come blow on
So stop the show, but I need a drum roll 'fore I go on
Better back away from the front row, get gone
Chomp your arm?
Bigger than Dikembe Mutumbo
I'm the fucking jumbo tron
I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna crumble, you bambacluts
I'll leave you stretched out, like a fucking yawn
So mow the fucking lawn, your asses are blades of grass
And I'm fucking up this whole landscape of rap
The GOAT just ate eight acres, and ate the vet
Who's just to make a path and take you straight to your favorite rapper
Oh look, my notebook looks smoke cooked
Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove, soot
Charred debris floating
Like oak wood was burning
Return of the no good
And I won't quit
And the next thing I know something came crawling up from below
Something that made Godzilla look like a plane.
And I don't quit, won't change,
It's like a groundhog's day
So grab a hand ya'll cause you may see if I popped your head
I'm not so sure I want to know from whence it came
But the white flesh creature's trail is easily followed
There, before that shimmering veil of light, the ivory skin slug thing
FINALLY! A rhyme that is long!
Good speech pal. What are you trying to do? Write the whole song?
You're wrong about one thing, I'm spitting rhymes real hot!
I'll make it even harder until you're begging me to stop!
You think you're the king of media, I think not!
Think you can take me down again? I still think not!
I'll smack you up with my two-by-four
'Till you just can't take it anymore!
Be real, dude, didn't anyone in this forum let you know?
When you conquer Bowser's Castle, better pack that red coat!
I'll take another jab at you and I'll love watching you cry!
Just let me do it with my own two eyes!
What is a nightmare? In the dictionary, it tells us the dream horrible nightmare
I thought bad luck, but I was not a superstition
I, suspicious growth up to 1 day when I stepped on the cracks on the stoop of Aunt Edna
And I closed plop on a group of stupid pigeon
Then, it flew hut in Michigan in order to start a new BE- ditching
It did not work in Missouri from Michigan
So from Missouri, we went back to Missouri from Michigan back to Michigan
Someone put me the misery of me, I can not do this again
Mom, please stick to the decision-making
That discipline, the last I want to, I hear it's like she 'What
Is kryptonite natural enemies, bitch, rules of her
I DONE have lost my power in order to gain insight into the bitches of them because it is wall
However, through the kitchen, I encountered them
Pretend to be blind, Superman
Cause I did not have supervision
But, however, I had a super power
I might be a child that is not visible to the eye
As magician true, disappear sight
Uncle Ronnie one day, and brought over to this new, but different
Music in painting, it became the new religion of my
Even now, I remember clearly.
In order to live with grandma Ned my, go to Michigan again
For something to, was flip 'and itchin always
Through the radio station the 1st
And, I found this DJ mixed
If you have not listened to the wizard, I say it to this day
I do not have a fucking clue what you've been missing
I think I remember doing in what's all I want, with-out zone in my headphones
In the case of shoes, fuck the bitch silly puma to them, it's all about the new edition forces them
Get new LL Cool J cooling system
And are made by the 8 Mile its maneuvering Hoover final, I saw this in my future in some way
That's how I knew my mission
Little Boom Box BOOMIN ', spit
Practice the rhythm of many
When I was sitting in my room that I imagine, my dream come true "for wishin
I remember visiting the evidence
It was not able to wait to play the new shit my him, he would go ballistic stupid
I go through the roof for the shit of his
The thing we like knew the instant
We touch the built-in microphone that existed both of us 2 have to do this shit
Never permanent too, quit
We are Empire wrap
Start a group of misfit
Proof had a proposition
If the band we all do not do not stop this shit together
I come up with an alias, the bipolar opposite
I am ready to come off the top, such as a sharp position
If you had put out bad in the store cause, they are if you catch the "Slippin 'you
Someone I think if you became a rippin - the "you, they will take the place of your
And you forget your written
Not knock again have the opportunity, once knock
They tried discarded shit ding-dong
I got that bitch in the fucking head lock
Cut the oxygen Slim runny nose gourgin his
Cock sucking cynder block the wind
I have a pot of me to piss in now
The spot on the location of the top
I steal on top of the opposition
You are looking like a dog's pee
Leg up on the competition
Promising complete control, Sugar Ray Robinson
Are in the league Muhammad I
The bombing them to my colleagues of Ali
And ending on top of them probably
And stomping them to Ndamukong so
I am in a hurry as Urkanian Ladanian Tomlinson
Flow, spit in your face
Competitors will fall to my waist
I spit in the face of the rhyme, you spit rhymes
So, name the time, place in order to fight
I Bitch, remains in a state of mind
I go to you, please do not to make your wine grapes
My way to use the word is loose, I Cry baby maybe
However, you please pay attention to how to choose you better turds you
Scar cause of the emotion, bad bruises ego
And the truth, it hurts loser wonder shit hurts
Bird poop your Where'd right now.
Oh, bird droppings more than this, there is no tripping song of self-empowerment surgeon
Words of encouragement, discouragement this wrapper
God of rap game, is not a James Todd name? , I'm just a wordsmith
So, let's lift these words
Since not running you out, Cause is a bar of the dumbbell for you all I got
Each verse is a ruthless more first
And you do not so as not to wear a shirt and shoes for this beast? In order to be able to provide
Revenge blood thirst, geeks
Chickit
And it's true that you should not have escaped my revenge.
As gone Dumbo, I'm only a child with them, but the ear
Words to Uncle Ron
I have changed to a non-humble Don
You are a dick all Damukuwa blonde, I got you to come blow
So to stop the show, but before Gyokuru on, I need a "drum roll I
Better, Gone taken from the front row away back
Munch your arms?
Dikembe Mutumbo larger
I fucking Jumbotron
I'm Juggernaut, but you want to be, it does not collapse you bambacluts
I think I know what killed this thread:
everyone who read through your rhymes are dead!
Not because they're good, that would convey the idea of skill
I mean that your raps go long enough to have old age kill
so step back Jim before your pants fall down again
and I start dropping heavy rhymes on your pin-head
uttering your name makes me laugh, not die
cuz I have the strength to defeat a tiny lizard guy
you stepped up to LAWLzoR, buddy (a bad idea)
I'll beat you so bad, I'll get the attention of PETA!
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Originally Posted by LAWLzoR
Nice seeing you around LAWLZ, how are you still a mod?
Take a second and relax and kneel before Zod.
Wait I mean Sanos, but you don't know what I mean do you?
You left me here without you man, screw you.
What I'm trying to say is that I miss you bro, bad.
Come back, stay and chat, don't leave us with that lame old Gonad.
With that said I bid you adieu.
You've been gone longer than WWE's balls have been blue.
SaneButStrange, how about SaneButLame?
I'm here to bring you the history of shame!
Why'd you have Luigi racing? Are you trying to bore me?
I've seen it too many times and it makes me start snoring!
I take that you are from the Castle of Glass.
You've got a shoddy avi and you have no class!
Think you gattamelata clue? I think not!
Ripping off the TMNT? That's so not hot!
Look what a bitch we got here!
I can't tell if you are a boy or a girl, but you are certainly a queer!
You say he's not so hot? Look at your own raps!
This has been Aaron's verse, it's a wrap!
Oh look here, a batch of fresh meat.Quote:
Originally Posted by Aaron
Time to taste the familiar taste of defeat.
Come on little kid, go back to playing with your toys.
Leave this forum's rapping to the big boys
You think you can take older members? Fuck no.
You talk all high and mighty, despite the fact you joined a second ago.
I know I'm savage, you can cry in bed tonight.
Stop your four line verses, and go back to shitty pokemon trainer sprites.