Kjwarrior Posted October 5, 2011 Author Share Posted October 5, 2011 (edited) Bust YO rhymes cuz you in, Maybe you'll make it to the top and win Maybe 2nd, you can't keep up with my rappin To the top I seek, Stompin on the weak, Rappin all week, After you hear my rappin youl see, But for now just chill with the other OG's! @loaded please enlist first then after each line hit the enter button like the above so we can read it right Edited October 5, 2011 by Kjwarrior Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DSMTuner Posted October 5, 2011 Share Posted October 5, 2011 I thought this was funny and the corny rhymes made me laugh. I think we should have a cypher thread, that would be cool. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
A loaded rifle Posted October 5, 2011 Share Posted October 5, 2011 (edited) *enlist* I guess I leave with no heed Does it remind you bout' your dad? He probobly left cause you rhymes so sad, Or maybe I geuss you mother's weight watchers bills mad him mad I don't care bout your pathetic trash talk Ill make you brown ass walk Why?I can deny.. I geuss its just cause I got Rhymes you can't buy... Edited October 5, 2011 by A loaded rifle Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kjwarrior Posted October 5, 2011 Author Share Posted October 5, 2011 Okay loaded So you can rhyme But can you keep up with the time Your to busy playing tag I got your bitch snagged YO mom is at her peak I let her lick my leak For the past weak I didn't even have to sneak You don't realize I'm not here to talk I'm here to rise to the top Clearing the smog Rappin is my skill Looking down at you on my hill You can watch from YO window sill Because I ain't one of those run'of'the mill I'm original with my rap So big I'll be on the map So dont talk down to me Learn how to adress an OG. Word... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Danni Posted October 5, 2011 Share Posted October 5, 2011 (edited) F*ck it, I'm enlisting. Ahem. "His past be mysterious, his reasons unclear The pink-colored typeset strikes hot the fear In the hearts of his friends, his enemies For reasons not quite clear 'D' to the 'A' to the double 'N,' 'I' In the past claimed he was a girl, and now he's a guy? Wait, what the f*ck, I'm giving my haters ammo for bashin' I guess I forgot to mention I have an affinity for Gothic-Lolita fashion? f*ck all you motherf*ckers, and f*ck all my friends too f*ck this A-A-B-B rhyming, and violets are blue This rhyme is going nowhere, I'm not making a point I'll kill everyone of you guys with a rusty switchblade." Word. Edited October 5, 2011 by Danni Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
A loaded rifle Posted October 5, 2011 Share Posted October 5, 2011 Bro,Whats wrong with your remedys? The mods better stop this quick and censor me I make you bow down to me for a century and If you don't ill whip you like your mom consequencivly Ill make you run back to squatting tree so you can go buy pee of of kids and say that your "squeaky clean" Get ready,Cause this rap is mean Ill just finish this off by calling you a dirty brown bean... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vercetti21 Posted October 5, 2011 Share Posted October 5, 2011 Bro,Whats wrong with your remedys?The mods better stop this quick and censor me I make you bow down to me for a century and If you don't ill whip you like your mom consequencivly Ill make you run back to squatting tree so you can go buy pee of of kids and say that your "squeaky clean" Get ready,Cause this rap is mean Ill just finish this off by calling you a dirty brown bean... He's finally takin the bait Someone charge me a rate Droppin beats so fresh Ya mamma told me they're great While giving me head, Yeah we went to bed, Went all night Bust a nut til she dead. What's the problem, U mad? That the best rhyme you ever had? Bombed yo mom's pussy Like that sh*t was Baghdad. They said it was fate, These rhymes are innate, It ain't no coincidence You were born in '98. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mark-2007 Posted October 5, 2011 Share Posted October 5, 2011 Word! They call me Oscar, but some call me the Grouch, and life on the Street's tough, for that I can vouch, you see I live in a trash can, spend all day sorting litter, had yo' mother in my crib the other day and I stuck it up her sh*tter So hell naw boy, I ain't into that Bert and Ernie sh*t, Take one step closer and you'll end up on a gurney, bitch, I'mma take out my anger on you, 'cos, to be crass I'm so pent up, I've spent all day with a dude's hand up my ass I'm like Elmo, you can go ahead and tickle me, ain't gonna laugh, but if you do it right then quickly, I'll bust a nut in yo' eyes, you gon' need health insurance I'm known as Oscar the Grouch, but I ain't know for endurance. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eminence Posted October 5, 2011 Share Posted October 5, 2011 You've all had your fun, I'm sure, but now I have won, for sure; I hope you aren't all shocked to find, this topic is now locked, never mind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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