Favourite rap verse?!
Question: This is my favourite
I got the wild style, always been a foul child
My guns go poom-poom, and yo guns go pow-pow
Im known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin
Front and get half the bones in your body broken
And when it comes to gettin nookie Im not a rookie
I got girls that make that chick toni braxton look like whoopie
I run with sturdy clicks Im never hittin dirty chicks
Got thirty-five bodies, buddy dont make it thirty-six
Step to this youre good as gone, word is bond
I leave mics torn when I put it on
Answers: This is my favourite
I got the wild style, always been a foul child
My guns go poom-poom, and yo guns go pow-pow
Im known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin
Front and get half the bones in your body broken
And when it comes to gettin nookie Im not a rookie
I got girls that make that chick toni braxton look like whoopie
I run with sturdy clicks Im never hittin dirty chicks
Got thirty-five bodies, buddy dont make it thirty-six
Step to this youre good as gone, word is bond
I leave mics torn when I put it on
ask ms. hill.
have these critics aint got half this skill
often so hungry that they have to steal
if i didnt have my deal, and didnt have this mass apeal
then im back up in that trap, slingin crack, thats real.
and that aint worth the time, so search and find,
a new nerve, and here's 3 words, "stop working mine."
it take a lot more to hurt my pride, jerk my vibe, more than media lies, cried when dirt dog died nigguh
the last album wasnt feelin my style, this time my foot up in they azz, bet they feelin me now
cuz tical? he put his heart in every track he do
but somehow, y'all find a way to give a wack review.
it aint all good. they writin they i'm hollywood, tryina tellyou my sh!t aint ghetto and they hardly hood.
come on, man. until you dudes can write some rhymes,
keep that in mind when you find yourself reciting mines.
lolz
i hustle all night, my girl told me i should rest my head, i told her no, i can get enough sleep when im dead- papoose, reality music
Word up dont rap no crap you bore me
Wanna grab my dik too lazy hold it for me
I'm straight that great plus the heads straighten dreads I'm everlasting like the toe on Pro Keds
A tech nine when I rhyme plus I climb word is bond You're album couldn't fck with one line
It's been three years since you last tear
But now I reappear your heart pumps fear
To your gut did your girl's butt,
I scraped it, shaped it, now she won't strut,
I smash teeth, Fck your beef, No relief,
I step on stage girls scream like I'm Keith,
You won't be around next year,
My rap's too severe,
Kicking mad flava in ya ear,
if it aint another hoe that i gots to *** wit gap teeth in yo mouth so my dics got to fit
Now hear ye hear ye want to see Thee more clearly
I know he hear me when my feet get weary
Cause we're the almost nearly extinct
We rappers are role models we rap we don't think
I ain't here to argue about his facial features
Or here to convert atheists into believers
I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers
The way Kathie Lee needed Regis that's the way I need Jesus
So here go my single dog radio needs this
They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tapes
But if I talk about God my record won't get played Huh?
Well let this take away from my spins
Which will probably take away from my ends
Then I hope this take away from my sins
And bring the day that I'm dreaming about
Next time I'm in the club everybody screaming out
Jesus Walks by KanYe West
Vast Aire - Cholesterol (last verse)
I'll stand up brewin' hot pots of piety hip-hop
The gluttony inside of me won't stop
Yo, it won't stop
If you can't have your cake and eat it, you never had it
Anyway, plus it ain't even your birthday gimme that!
Now you cramped up my flow has that ability
You should have waited 30 minutes to press play
Oh, you'e a fat MC? Well if you don't say
You grab at the mic, and all I see is a ribcage
Vast is the vitamin MC you never believed in
So I vanished you, due to malnutrition
MCs are too bloated
Thought they were fat but they only retained water
You know them the sluggish type, they get led to the slaughter
Is you fugeze?
The Ethiopians praise me
The Black god chubby thoughts and a chubby belly
You feelin me? (YEAH!) You feelin me? (YEAH!)
Do you wanna hear a little more? (HELL YEAH!)
The beautiful balance of life
You don't want me to sit on the other end of the see-saw
'Cause you're afraid you might see more
You might see more
i got b***** on my stick but my name ain't harry potter.
One time for me one time for the dj, he be khaled i be lil weezy
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