Ayo white boy, spit some bars

ayo white boy, spit some bars

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I'm not a pez dispensor guys xD

Nigger stagger spitter potter.
I run a bakeshop downtown where its hotter.
They never pay me no dollar.
Ruin my shop destroying the lot.

Yea Forums moo
smells like cow poo

i'm a white boy with black thoughts like a sharpie
the roots of my misery embedded where my heart be
smoking cones, drinking pints at home with the lights off
dozing off the zoloft, just another night of my life gone
got a tight circle, hard to get in like a pinecone
used to write raps on my iphone
moved to a macintosh, writing rhymes till I doze off
if I don't, I swallow NoDoze till my throats sore

i'm fallin into the void, and there's no turnin back
they might murk me once i drop this track
matter of fact, this rap shit really a trap
to put the gat to my hat, do me like geronimo pratt
wasn't no heart attack, like mazzi maz
unmask the man behind the master plan, panetta
touched by the sinister tag
afraid assata might be next, hope havana watch her six
love the seven, afeni watchin over her from heaven
but this world full of nixons, trickier than cynthia

Rap is crap and I wish they would shut their traps.

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i'm sipping heavy alcoholic toxins,
i'm boxed in this cage, I feel so locked in
my habits, my fears, I'm an addict
to this misery,
doing mental acrobatics just to avoid erasing my history
yer i'm suicidal, why? cause life is cut throat
sometimes I feel so much rage, I just want to cut throats
go on a rampage or box ghosts
my demons never cease to leave me,
they want me to cease breathin'
but I still have a mustard seed of hope
mustard seed of faith,
I must see that I make it out this cage
find a way or pave a way,
I'll do whatever it takes to escape

yo nigga nigga
like how you figure
i always got my left hand on my trigger
and by trigger i mean cock
yes, son, i masturbate a lot
mostly traps and lolis
oh shit
whos that outside?
its tha motherfucking police

i'm high off of 4 grams on Yea Forums,
but truthfully I'd rather four 4 deep into the ground
it's hard to feel the urge to 4feit in this lost land
lost world, I'm so sad, so mad,
rage inside blazing like an inferno,
might go loco and burn the whole land
my soul is burning, feel the fire yearning
for an escape,
i need to a purpose to serve or I might just want to escape
this mortal body, that's deteriorating on the daily,
i'm on that 'fuck you, pay me' vibe on the daily

I've got these, wangs and stars
I've got these wangs and bars
my hotel carpets got these wangs and stars.

Tipsed and taste of beer still on my lips
Your bitch loves the way my dick drips
In between sips I'm making nips
9 on my hip so you better not slip

I'm the lyrical assault weapon
Better watch where you stepping
Or end up with a missing eye
Stuck it in dry when I saw you peeping through teh fences

Usually I'm on the defensive
Got them saying I'm offensive
Too pretentious
Big hitters on my setlist

Fuck a line you need breath mint
Breath so hot I can't even pay attention
Did I really not to mention
I'm the realest ever was used to worry about how much I was benching

14 years old and caught up in the detention
Teacher says I'm too reckless
Snatch a necklace and run
Like they shot the starting round out the gun

You bitch niggas do this for fun
This shit is my art
Straight from the heart
I been fell apart

I used to smoke darts
Rob carts
Full of games from walmarts
Before you even started

You sounding retarded
On some borrowed bars shit
Like I need to be someone else to get mine
Fuck it man I'll just put it to rest with that one line.

i got an Excalibur for an amateur trying to tussle
my rhymes are an elixir to those in the struggle
i been swimming in the mud, creating puddles,
i been through rock bottom, became friends with the pavement
made the gravel my acquaintance,
using failure as a stepping stone to success
trying to climb the ladder, avoid this hot mess
i'm trying to elevate, elevate,
trying to vibrate higher waves,
behead these bitter snakes, bitter snakes,
trying to avoid the two faced fakes
trying to reverberate inner hate

Please don't kill me, Mr Nigga
I'm not racist, I promise
R Kelly is innocent
Just like the late Trayvon is
I donate to the NAACP
I think Black Lives Matter
I'm sorry for slavery
We need to make the world blacker

Congrats, user. Send me your name and proof of NAACP donation and you will be credited in Kendrick Lamar's next album.

i misread
>touched by the sinister tag
as
>touched my sister's vag

they judge me for my lack of melanin,
even though I'm iller than pestilence,
peddling poetry with the patience of saints,
my misfortunes made me hella rich,
turned weakness into my strength,
turned the bad into good, man I feel I'm a saint,
or an alchemist, not here for the accolades
i'm not a rapper, I'm an author,
this story of my life, I wrote it in between barricades
the barricades of my life, I hold tight,
i created a fortress in between this skull,
i created a whole world in my mind,
used to be so thirsty, now I'm so full,

I grant thee one (1) n word pass

ayo
ayo
ayo
ayo
legos
leggo
eggo
hello

ayo
ayo
ayo
ayo
mellow
yellow
fuego
ghetto

ayo
ayo

What makes up only 13 but also 50
Who you think really owns the music industry?
My Rolex diamonds so sharp Goldberg vomits
My american yacht so big israel might bomb it
My cuban links solid gold it always shine
I only fuck 10s you can call me Jeffrey Epstein
They always tell us they're our greatest ally
Behind closed doors Trump blows rabbis

based and redpilled.

yo yo yo i steal sheit nigga
yo yo yo i do drugz nigga
yo yo yo i kill niggas nigga
yo yo yo im da king nigga
yo yo yo i be fuckin bitchez nigga
yo yo yo im a nigga nigga

call my shawty on my celly but tha call was fuckin dropped
so i emailed sprint and said this must be stopped

Orange
Door hinge

this that black star quality shit from 98
all you lil unlyrical rappers can go catch this fade
billy mays on the way to your grave
i be singin the hymns but no, i aint sade
i mean sade, no way, i came, back with, the save
today, could make, or break, yo lane, okay
enough of that played out flashy ass braggadocio
i aint a lyricist, but imma leave ya comatose
i dont bang tho, im too calculated
mentally im huey newton, startin to think that we related
im makin bobby proud, walkin round wit a full clip
on that hotep bullshit, oh wait, no woke shit
soulless, thats what ya little raps is to me
bacteria, im mr clean, yo pussy ass is history
ill wash u out with listerine, clean enough to kiss the ring
sickly and siffling, go take a antihistamine

niggers tongue my anus (oooh)
niggers tongue my anus (ahh)
niggers tongue my anus (uhh)
niggers tongue my anus (oh)
niggers tongue my anus (ew)
niggers tongue my anus (uhhh)

Best in the thread

All these bitches havin' sex
Don't think about the consequence
Ridin' bareback
Don't listen to their parents
Getting pregnant baby daddy nowhere to be found
So you crying at home tears dropping on the ultrasound
Want the world to have sympathy for you, you ho
But all the men got a chant and here's how it go

Abortion bitch, abortion bitch
Had it in a backstreet, tell yo mama not to snitch
But we all know what you did, we know that you a sick bitch
Abortion bitch gonna find you dead in a ditch

Still tryna get down
Offerin' yo'self to any man all around town
But they don't want you, you disgust us, repulse us, so don't look at us
You shouldn't be at be bars, should be behind bars, til we livin' on mars
You killed a baby and that lil lady don't get you a yes, not even a maybe
You're disgusting, an' I think you should know
So we're gonna chant again and here how it go

Abortion bitch, abortion bitch
Had it in a backstreet, tell yo mama not to snitch
But we all know what you did, we know that you a sick bitch
Abortion bitch gonna find you dead in a ditch

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trapped in da cloooooset

in tha closetttt

trapped in the closet part 98

poopite scoop
wooptie woop

a, b, c
e, f, g,
l, m, n, o, p
1, 2, and a 3

nah suck your mum blud

this isn't bad

Havana watch her six? Who and what the fuck are you referring to by Havana? Do you just say random shit that rhymes and think that makes you a clever sod?

assata shakur is hiding out in havana, cuba. i'm afraid assata might be the next former black panther to be assassinated by the us govt, and i hope that the cuban government covers her ass.

[Intro]

Yuh
Brrr
$keeeert
Ay

[Verse]

Cone Bitches.
Finger Licking Bitches.
Rinsing the Dishes
Getting Frisky
Down The Whisky.

Getting high with the ghosts.
Snorting loads of speed.
Wrap it up, smoke it up.
Epic bong memez.
Communicating With Aliens.

Cone Bitches.
Finger Licking Bitches.
Rinsing the Dishes
Getting Frisky
Down The Whisky.

Getting high with the ghosts.
Snorting loads of speed.
Wrap it up, smoke it up.
Epic bong memez.
Communicating With Aliens.

[Chorus]

Bibba Be Fat
Snorting Loadsa Crack
Getting Wacked Out
With My Dick Laidout

Bibba Be Fat
Snorting Loadsa Crack
Getting Wacked Out
With My Dick Laidout

Bibba Be Fat
Snorting Loadsa Crack
Getting Wacked Out
With My Dick Laidout

Bibba Be Fat
Snorting Loadsa Crack
Getting Wacked Out
With My Dick Laidout

I think "six" means "back". Like 6 o'clock on the clock

why is it always the same image