Freestyle Yo
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cactain_steef replied on Sun Feb 27, 2005 @ 12:45pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Screwhead replied on Sun Feb 27, 2005 @ 8:01pm |
Shit, you call that a rhyme? You sound like Blink one-eighty-two
Here, take this quarter. Go buy you a clue You wanna talk about abuse? I got a screw that got loose And anyone reppin' god 'll get their neck in a noose What, you think he'll save you, like superman with his cape? Where the fuck is your god when anyone ever screams "rape"? When you wake up in bed, tied down with duct-tape? When you look at your best friend and you just want to escape? An' you can't say shit 'cause he's the only friend that you got So you keep going back, your stomach tied up in a knot You know the plot, wake up in the night, baking hot Getting fucked by your best friend more often than not You wanna climb the tallest building just to take a swan-dive But shit happens, you move on, your still alive Untill your in the hospital and doctors can barely revive the shell that was yours, like a failed disk drive Ever get told, in three days, your gonna die? When you were thirteen, you ever have to kiss your family goodbye? And you've had such a shitty life that you can't even cry? And then the doctors fucked up, tell you in ten years you'll die? It's like a torture tactic, telling you death's postponed 'cause you just wanna die from spending your time always alone None of your famile wants you, it's not even a broken home 'cause you got nowhere to live, no family love to be shown Always kicked out, never got anywhere to stay No one wants you around, they just push you away Your parents, your uncles, your grandparents display the truth that they hate you and wish you would decay You do what you can to survive in this hell Do whatever it takes to get to the top and excel 'cause if you dwell on the past, it's like your put under a spell You'll never get anywhere, and then you'll rot and you'll smell |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Tue Sep 13, 2005 @ 2:53am |
Not a freestyle this time - but i HAD to post this :) could be most hilarious Necro track yet...
-PISS- (laid back beat with marvin gaye sayin PISS at the end of every loop) Golden showers, water sports, you drinking quarts of piss, you'll end up a stinking corpse fucked with a fist gay and wack i get more in debt, this concept was born from marvin gaye singing PISS on a track europeans love drinking piss i'd love to serve some urine to the women in these clubs and make'em think it's kris you're acting all pissed frontin kid like youre mean some of you rappers were pissing in bed till fourteen i take a piss to remove poison from inside of me you drink piss cuz you are poison to society you swallow and gargle cupfulls like german couples that lick the sperm off knuckles three million chinese are drinking urine like it's the norm they think it's pure in form coming from baby eaters, I'd be warned japanese women bathing in urine goes on as well as indians drinking steaming hot PISS since the birth of koran that shit is gay, it's not like water, piss goes down toilets some boil it, then slurp it with a feces side-order in a fuckin dungeon, somewhere in chelsea you're as healthy as Willie Nelson's wealthy i smell pee wash your fucking pussy, go freshen up cuz this song was putrid enough |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Choda_Bean replied on Tue Sep 13, 2005 @ 10:46am |
haha dopest track, the whole album is gold
sexxxorcist!!!! ........from the track "you bitches loved to get fucked in the ass" "I'd like to fuck the shit out your vagina, matter of fact, second thought if theres shit in it i'll have to decline ya, you better handy wipe your asshole, and make it smell great, dont have me fuck your ass if earlier u drank a milkshake! or ate micky d's, asian bitches that suck dicky please, im picky open up your knees like u got ricket skeez. you lying bitch im a pimp like l&9mw7t, tying tits up in bondage knots, puttin plyers on clits! the mossiah's a snitch, jesus ratted me out told god im puttin' bats in girls asses and gats in theyre mouths! im walkin through the moment of grin, so i can find a bitch and then rip the walls of her skin and put my balls on her chin!!! Necro's a womanizah, control the sluts mind by playing her a jam on a synthesizah to hypnotize her at the count of 3 i'll snap my fingers open your thighs up, I LOVE TITS I DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT SIZE CUP!" |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Tue Sep 13, 2005 @ 12:41pm |
what a fuckin dope album :) in spirit of this, a lil lunchtime freestyle:
- A chick in a club emerges and looks like she lost i get irresistible urges to plug her exhaust what exquisite bun pair, so hot it could defrost a siberian bear - first-grade derriere she knows what to wear too, minkskirt so skin tight that its almost see-through, showing half a tattoo top so tiny i wonder how tits fit into, fuck me shoes. isnt easy to calm my bamboo get her to come sip brew, eat fondu, i tell you right away i knew she a black belt in bed kungfu knows the score and its duly on, before i'm through drinkin, she takes her top off, oh shit what a view pair of ripe watermelons that defy gravity makes me go explore Magellan-style her love cavity the room temperature just jumped ten degrees as she got on her knees. fuck teasing, just suck on deez - lunch is over, gotz to work. to be continued. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» moondancer replied on Wed Sep 21, 2005 @ 6:45am |
Okay, listen up, new bitch in the game,
you'll try to match my style, but it just won't be the same. All you can rhyme with is curses and slang, you sound worse then a french rap gang. Here's the key to your assylum, this is where we stack 'em and file 'em. What's your name? Same old game? Look just sign the paper here, before I room you with a queer. If this world was run by words, instead of fine-cut nerds, the only place for you would be, deep under the sea. Still you will fail, beat down, you'll wail. I'd give you a grand, just to watch you quit now. if you want we'll even let in your sow. watch out, it's you she likes to eat, but let's see what happens, if you can't match my beat. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Sun Sep 25, 2005 @ 8:11pm |
aint tryin to match nothin, no bluffin, just straight stuffin
i be laughin, while i eat another juciy english muffin better yet, dive in a juicy muff in, the morning fresh been to more orgies than dave koresh gyrating flesh buttox lash. haters crash and burn with every turn one day not to fuck with the grandmasta fuckers will learn until then they gonna have to return home empty-handed coulda won but lost ya chance, cuz i landed and banged it fuck spittin about shit like gangs guns and drug traffic i prefers to make my rhymes pornographic shit's graphic haters tryin to step up and i just laugh at it, funny shit, while them bastards jack it, i skins hit and life is sweet. |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Choda_Bean replied on Mon Sep 26, 2005 @ 1:01am |
life is sweet, when i beat my meat,
open my front door and sproots on the fuckin street. make sure people see, what a man i really be, not hiding the love juices that be spurtin outta me. then walk down the block, still exposin my cock, scare little mcgill girls wearin nuthin but socks! |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zz.ee.vV replied on Mon Sep 26, 2005 @ 1:42am |
yep, sometimes i also indulge
in some exhibitionism dudes walk by and get a crotch bulge watching me spray jism onto a honeys visage, in an open garage they think it a mirage when i hump hard like heart massage |
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