06-10-2016, 06:47 PM
(06-10-2016, 11:35 AM)Pdeathstar Wrote: Leanne. That might tecknicali be rap, but think you are missing the thug life spittance.
If I may
Yo
all this metrical jank
make mah breff stank
my spit meant to be free,
like mah niggahs see
we earned it on the streets
hard knocks and hard beats
no time to take cracka ass poetry crap
cos I'm a lyrical monsta born to rap
yeah, yeah I rhyme where I like
and go POP POP with these words like
I do with my glock, boom boom
stuck in yo head brains extruded
till y'all niggahs dead. Hop on this cock.
These words from the streets
you can't comprehend my thug life feats
dont bitch like a ho that it don't make sense
these words free spit all truth no pretense.
tell it to your moms and tell it to you dads,
your the best fuck that a gangsta's ever had
rip you inside out fuck you in the gut
fuck your in the ass cause you's a dirty slut
let the ShamWow bro finish on your chest
but now I gotta go cause it's time to get dressed
mommy wants me to suckle on her left breast
I ain't gots time to punctuate, moms thirsty
time to impregnate. shhh, yah, yeah.
o.o meh?
I totally just wasted 20 minutes of my life. might have been better spent smoking a joint, probably would have.
Nah, not a waste, good one. See, y'all don't sound the same.
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