Rhymes Instead Of Crimes!
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» daFTWin replied on Fri Nov 29, 2002 @ 3:11pm |
 Coolness: 276475 | Yo man, your shit is ILLLLLLLin' ... very nice. Can't wait to see what else you have ben. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore replied on Fri Nov 29, 2002 @ 3:18pm |
 Coolness: 471845 | He'S got more than a trick in its bag,MC FBA on fire ! |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Fri Nov 29, 2002 @ 4:47pm |
 Coolness: 194065 | |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» mindset replied on Sat Jan 4, 2003 @ 3:40pm |
 Coolness: 52585 | I remember them cold nights and long lines for clubs
Now it's strictly V.I.P., free drinks and drugs Pounds and hugs, getting back rubs, be them Underground thugs Stay street but got new found love, take a Continental, driver rental Travel the globe, mindset to the end worldwide rockin shows Explode from out the projects, Glenwood to Drysneck Hold your drink up, and make a toast to how the gods get |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ApR1zM replied on Sat Jan 4, 2003 @ 4:25pm |
 Coolness: 164840 | its a proven fact that no matter how high you get * you always fall down face first just like bob saget * sucking dick for coke * always ready to toke * acting like everything's joke * but deep inside youre broke * into a million pieces * everything real in you releases * |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sat Jan 4, 2003 @ 11:12pm |
| Coolness: 194065 | ganja in a back of a corvette
weed purchased from the net smoke it, bake it, eat it, feel it, stoned yet? read about it in the montreal gazette soon people be smokin weed like a cigarette nobody upset no stress no debt flollowing the trend Amsterdam set t.h.c. my conscience offset brain turns into vinegrette herb body abets sometimes i burn heads with my friends and we play tricks on running cats on which one gets to the bait first, we place bets then release the rats this is how we do it in the NDG flats. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cloak replied on Sat Jan 4, 2003 @ 11:38pm |
 Coolness: 57465 | boom boom boom boom
shake da room howling like its full moon grab a baloon puncture it with a harpoon inhale, dance like a total goon embracing the music boon spoon? there's no spoon can't hide from the jungle comes out the bride and im da groom to the mic near you, boom coming soon. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 12:17am |
| Coolness: 194065 | hey, hey... hey!
isnt pasting other people's shit kinda gay, however i display no dismay royalties you dont have to pay, yay, cuz i sat down smoking a J, and music play as i realized that you musta really liked my rhymes to have had them plagiarized, and flow heist my rhymology from an IDJ review thread check the link in post below for it to be read CLOAK teleportEd givin me no cred, made it look authentic instead like it was based on astrology i think this is somewhat a pathology in rhymes i utilize the latest technology; never copycats will be able to keep up as i shoot bullets in the air, BRUP!, BRUP!BRUP! advanced phraseology complex terminology haters i exterminate, explore necrology drill lines into your brain master of neurology smoke a G, and forget all my highschool biology. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 12:19am |
| Coolness: 194065 | found where i left that rhyme,
here it is, you cant decline! [ www.rave.ca ] (make sure to scroll down, i be pullin no clown) |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» G__ replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 9:14am |
| Coolness: 141405 | My rhymes are mystic like the journeymen
ben's steez are non-phictisious like based on a true story... i couldn't rap a rhyme if i tried even if it hurt till i cried this limerick was dead before it died fuck this hip-hop shit i'm going to bed again |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 1:39pm |
| Coolness: 194065 | kicks, punches,
panties in them bunches word around the world is there's no free lunches my back hunches, i get muncheis after i burn a j with my bud, and we match his which reminds me that i wanna state that, if you shake my hand, wash after you masturbate have a bunch of chicken on my plate, touch it and you're dead, dont test yo fate, round the world some people spreading hate, if i shoot you in the head, to your meeting you'll be late never fish without a solit bait, for the moment wait, hiding in the shade, yo while i cyber-rhyme i drink gatorade, smoke and fade, touch no blade, quality of highest grade, using metaphors my rhymes are made, and i be wearin plain not plaid, getting laid as i hit that spot conjure verbal plot lyrical gymnastics on the mic, why not, give it a shot after smokin pot might even bust a few lines that gonna sound hot holding the mic like a rabbit holdin a carrOt pass the peace pipe yelling ragga verbals, bumbaclat bust a few verses in russian, peeps yelling 'what', when rhymology enters my brain, lines on my arm i jot |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» El_Presidente replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 1:41pm |
 Coolness: 299365 | bling bling
I have a cock ring |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 1:48pm |
| Coolness: 194065 | tho i gots no cock ring
i come at ya like a killa bee sting bling bling left hook at you swing muthafuckas gimme cash, in order to purchase portions of my stash then they burn it, leave behind ash if you piss me off enough, watch out for your windshield smashed when you come out to puff brick on your head may crash throw you in a can full of trash dont try to get out, you'll simply give yourself a rash hereabout this morning i ate sauer kraut in my salad it was looking mad trippy like i was a psychonaut rhyme about all kindsa shit, then skins i hit and if you need a dictionary to rhyme, you aint shit, bitch. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» El_Presidente replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 2:07pm |
| Coolness: 299365 | mothafuck this andmothafuck that
I pull out my glock and ratatatak Legs wide open, lying on yo back bitch I aint no mothafuckin' necrophiliac |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 2:15pm |
| Coolness: 194065 | click clack
is the sound my clip makes when into place it i smack bullets aint no fakes shoot up enemies as my car a turn takes no respect i have for flakes even less respect for fakes you rhyme with no grace lookin at the world thru a contact lens kill you swiftly, throw you over my neighbours fence and while his dog eats your face, your ho's drink with roofies i sneakily lace, then we hit my place. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» El_Presidente replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 2:16pm |
| Coolness: 299365 | Yallz be wiggin' |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 2:20pm |
| Coolness: 194065 | wiggin, thuggin
biotch, am i you buggin? my emcee skills im hereby pluggin no laggin muthafuckas think i be the conversation dragging while they smoke some shitty ass schwaggin', braggin see, only exotics i allow in my pipe thick layer of resin comes out, when the bowl i wipe then i proceed to rhymes shout, haters in the corner pout spitting masterful lines is what im all about. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» G__ replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 2:46pm |
| Coolness: 141405 | Wiggity wiggity wack daddy
cause i'm a miggity miggity mack daddy |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sun Jan 5, 2003 @ 3:32pm |
| Coolness: 194065 | servin hamburger MCees
peeps who rhyme with glee spittin bout purple clouds and green trees anyone who only the surface sees will prolly think that when i scratch behind my ears im tryin' ta shake da fleas rhyme with ease, word to tha killa bees steez all im tryin to do when i emcees is the crowd please so if you simply cant take a verse with a curse or if you think i suck moose balls - catch the next hearse, skip the following rhyme, dont bother reading them lines this one aint gonna be clean, scraped out and shine, cuz i rhyme dirty tonight. aint tryin to pick a fight, but, if i see a juicy nipple on a boob, i bite what did i do last night? good question, aaight, brought two honeys to my bedroom, grabbin they thighs they were tellin me about they guys who treat em like shit one complained that her boy jizzed her in the eye as i licked her clit, sheeit, always making sure that good skin i hit as they were doing eachother, rolled a j, with ganja sweet when i was ready, the gurlies their tongues split turned out they decided to compete, who can on me longer oral commit life's the shit, when you got a joint in the left hand, honey on your dick, and in the right a heineken straight to Zen i was headed. Pleasure was embedded like an embryo threesomes are awesome, yo outside, i could hear rampaging snow almost as rampaging as the honeys who me blow, "ho ho ho" like a Santa i excitedly go in my flow with the difference between us being that, on me, mah bro, no red hat you're seeing i'm all about strictly jimmy hat stylez. in the back seat of a car going real far i can fuck for miles have no need for viagra viles smooth my fingernails with a file so that i can reach a honey's g spot like a peristyle make gurls smile always make them reconcile their attention to my domicile ladies flock to me, make em cum on jacuzzi tiles after i take off their confining textiles make their stay evidently worthwhile; sometimes even booty i defile anal style i eat pussy like i was a crocodile, just dial my number if you a hot honey gimme your profile. legal please, though, baby im no pedophile |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Unknown User replied on Mon Jan 6, 2003 @ 12:37am |
| Coolness: 490 | you guys are so white |
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