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he calls me peck peck, but before he's knocked out by a black and decker
his boyfriends pack the sector, reveal the nickname of this cat is pecker
i'm a faggot wrecker, i'm a stay rappping all of my gay bashin
i wanna battle but shup prefer's the zoolander way, fashion
i spray acid because i hate faggots, known to smack gay cats
if ya had a chick, she's mine
i make bitches turn like Pat Sajak
trust you wont like my payback cuz i'm fire when I say raps
which is trouble,
because he likes getting oiled up by gas station Arabs
diss muslims? did i say that? shut the fuck up and die
i'll beat this bitch like Rhianna and tell him to Shup up and Drive
and this nigga called me gozer? what a ridiculous line.
he must be Viggo,
his vagina is what physicists find when they follow the river of Slime
way i'm flippin my rhymes
you can't keep up, get hurt when i'm out flowing you
can't run with me cause you hurt the calves like Turkolgu
his boyfriends pack the sector, reveal the nickname of this cat is pecker
i'm a faggot wrecker, i'm a stay rappping all of my gay bashin
i wanna battle but shup prefer's the zoolander way, fashion
i spray acid because i hate faggots, known to smack gay cats
if ya had a chick, she's mine
i make bitches turn like Pat Sajak
trust you wont like my payback cuz i'm fire when I say raps
which is trouble,
because he likes getting oiled up by gas station Arabs
diss muslims? did i say that? shut the fuck up and die
i'll beat this bitch like Rhianna and tell him to Shup up and Drive
and this nigga called me gozer? what a ridiculous line.
he must be Viggo,
his vagina is what physicists find when they follow the river of Slime
way i'm flippin my rhymes
you can't keep up, get hurt when i'm out flowing you
can't run with me cause you hurt the calves like Turkolgu
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greeeeeeg, your gangster is faker than the game
who you foolin
now i'ma put the fire to this magician
and his illusion
revolution in iran streets? he be in a mask toolin
but when the U.S. pops off?
he be like "ai dios mio, i cuban"
then he go in spanish harlem with maracas straight crusin
until i scream "REGGAETONE!" then swing glass over his head, straight brusin
(legally insane)
then there was the time he was in jamaica queens in a chevy tahoe
kickin it with hood niggas claimin to be mulatto
turned up turban on, allah's son tat across the belly
yes, all that beautiful truth was a bit too hard to swallow
yes i'm Viggo, and i'm not to be trifled
you must be Janosz cause you'd like the god inside you(no homo)
and all them gay lines? you the homo, it aint that hard to see
you think you king kong? im the empire state, you tryin to get on top of me!
who you foolin
now i'ma put the fire to this magician
and his illusion
revolution in iran streets? he be in a mask toolin
but when the U.S. pops off?
he be like "ai dios mio, i cuban"
then he go in spanish harlem with maracas straight crusin
until i scream "REGGAETONE!" then swing glass over his head, straight brusin
(legally insane)
then there was the time he was in jamaica queens in a chevy tahoe
kickin it with hood niggas claimin to be mulatto
turned up turban on, allah's son tat across the belly
yes, all that beautiful truth was a bit too hard to swallow
yes i'm Viggo, and i'm not to be trifled
you must be Janosz cause you'd like the god inside you(no homo)
and all them gay lines? you the homo, it aint that hard to see
you think you king kong? im the empire state, you tryin to get on top of me!
look at haji setting up IED's like we can't even see
breathe easy PFC call that in ASAP
convoy rolling unaware deaths hiding behind palm trees
no armor on the doors lets the troops feel the breeze
breathe easy PFC call that in ASAP
convoy rolling unaware deaths hiding behind palm trees
no armor on the doors lets the troops feel the breeze
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Man, this shit was butter. I really like the juxtaposition of this line:
the downbeat, melancholy of this couplet:Flipping coins not stacking paper, asking for this single favor
and the bittersweet hopefulness of this line:We can't deny the cynacism cuz that sentiment has permeated
Goes along with pessimism, living within this world created
Really well written. Cadence is serious. Would love to hear the audio of this.May these vices which we savor, lead us on to something greater
Fuck that. This shit was fresh my dude. I liked the whole thing.
Edited to say, that this:
Edited to say, that this:
is sick. I just think it's cool to read a verse that addresses the religious/spiritual sans the mealy-mouthed, fair-weather treatment most rappes give it. Motherfuckers shoot up half of humanity then be on some pious shit next bar. Consistency from song to song, or verse to verse, is always appreciated.we mistake em for each other like the gods intended to
god could be your master or god could be your bitch
but if i ain't afraid of death, i ain't afraid of shit
god could be your mission or a product of your whim
but if i'm takin care of self, i ain't takin care of him
and if he wanna help me regardless of my wish
we got words for that, self-righteous, pretentious bitch
Elsewhere
I inhale deep and breathe a sigh of relief
Unwind and release, like a widowגs eye as it weeps
Life radiates rhythm, I rhyme to its beat
A guy in the streets, nervous, grinding his teeth
A requiem for next of kin, sounds of sirens, police
The silence of peace, the chime of a mind that finally peaks
Iגm finding it sweet, but itגs bitter as well
As rare as rubies or eclipses or a winter in hell
My mindגs landscape is all halos, a squall of rainbows
What beats in this chest is a volcano
I don plain clothes, Iגve got a distance to go
But Iגll still lend you an ear like I was Vincent Van Gogh
Footprints in the road, I walk and Hibiscuses grow
Thoughts oscillate and turn, glisten and glow
Whatגs written will flow like cursive ribbons of gold
A twist of the soul, that never truly fits in the mold
old.
Unwind and release, like a widowגs eye as it weeps
Life radiates rhythm, I rhyme to its beat
A guy in the streets, nervous, grinding his teeth
A requiem for next of kin, sounds of sirens, police
The silence of peace, the chime of a mind that finally peaks
Iגm finding it sweet, but itגs bitter as well
As rare as rubies or eclipses or a winter in hell
My mindגs landscape is all halos, a squall of rainbows
What beats in this chest is a volcano
I don plain clothes, Iגve got a distance to go
But Iגll still lend you an ear like I was Vincent Van Gogh
Footprints in the road, I walk and Hibiscuses grow
Thoughts oscillate and turn, glisten and glow
Whatגs written will flow like cursive ribbons of gold
A twist of the soul, that never truly fits in the mold
old.
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Finals: Magneto vs. Gregg Popabitch
Poll will go up 7/13.
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Gregg Poppabitch, you're an Arab
So you're either a gay doctor's bitch
Or...nah, that's the only option you groupie
This homo worked in the corner stores in the 2G
Trying to sell minors a few luccis he hid in his kufis
Who's he, think he's competing against?
I never heard anyone repeating your shit
Or thinking you're sick
Niggas know you for shits and giggles
Another clown ass nigga, spitting riddles
How the fuck can you compare us rapping?
Have this niggas crying over the Mike/Mic like Paris Jackson
Looking for the nearest napkin, to wipe his tears
It appears, it's a queer I'm bashing
Don't even talk about being the bomb
This is like chucking spears to hand guns magnums
Last time you niggas was feared was when Leers were crashing
What have you done lately? I bet not even ONE lady
I don't think you got the heart liar
I'll run over you with car tires wrapped in barbwires just to start fires
Think you safe behind your MICROSOFT, then you're fucked fam
Cause I'll come right through your WINDOWS like Bruh Man
Win a battle against me? Out of your brain Al Qaeda ass nigga
Say my name, you out of your Lane, Al Davis ass nigga
I can just take a gun out, lace him with pounds
But why pick on this Darko Millichiks, that's waste of a round
Raw cut, this the best you got, then you're all fucked
How you the Al Bundy of rap, when none of your dog's Buck?
So you're either a gay doctor's bitch
Or...nah, that's the only option you groupie
This homo worked in the corner stores in the 2G
Trying to sell minors a few luccis he hid in his kufis
Who's he, think he's competing against?
I never heard anyone repeating your shit
Or thinking you're sick
Niggas know you for shits and giggles
Another clown ass nigga, spitting riddles
How the fuck can you compare us rapping?
Have this niggas crying over the Mike/Mic like Paris Jackson
Looking for the nearest napkin, to wipe his tears
It appears, it's a queer I'm bashing
Don't even talk about being the bomb
This is like chucking spears to hand guns magnums
Last time you niggas was feared was when Leers were crashing
What have you done lately? I bet not even ONE lady
I don't think you got the heart liar
I'll run over you with car tires wrapped in barbwires just to start fires
Think you safe behind your MICROSOFT, then you're fucked fam
Cause I'll come right through your WINDOWS like Bruh Man
Win a battle against me? Out of your brain Al Qaeda ass nigga
Say my name, you out of your Lane, Al Davis ass nigga
I can just take a gun out, lace him with pounds
But why pick on this Darko Millichiks, that's waste of a round
Raw cut, this the best you got, then you're all fucked
How you the Al Bundy of rap, when none of your dog's Buck?
"I spit that thug shit nigga, MOTHERFUCK singing"