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Dapper Dabbler

If the bullet train of thought
Hits you with a grain of salt
You've been mislead somehow.
Saying it ain't at fault...
Makes it stay involved
Doesn't bode well in your
Hotel if your whole sale
Means that you take a fall...
Firing your faculty...
Just to discriminate
Fantasy from reality is just
Battling the intimate. If you're
Ready to imitate then
Don't implicate the infinite
In the crimes of your mind. If it's
Evident then demonstrate...
I smoke weed and s**t,
I blow trees and s**t,
chewing on coca leaves and s**t,
s**t

And I'm rolling the fattest spliffs, at the crib,
I done started and I can't just quit,
it's cancerous,
but not really, that's the nicotine silly,
I just got in me,
shortening my life like I'm goin' on fifty,
oh s**t!
Oh well, I'm livin' it up like post bail,
'cause I got no cell, just a ********' motel,
with coke sales and smoke trails,
filling the room, I'm popping pills too,
'til I'm a zombie, kill you,
oxycontin, got me noddin',
causing problems, falling often,
caught me poppin', on the bottom,
of the bottle, someone oughta',
really come and wake me up,
I'm making dollars but creating followers
that I don't want, call 'em friends, but they're just more drugs to do,
******** you,
I am the greatest, okay maybe not,
I am the worst, okay maybe not,
I'm somewhere in the middle, taking shots,
I don't even like rap I'm just TAKING SHOTS,
taking shots, TAKING SHOTS,
don't you ******** hate it,
when another rapper rhymes the same words twice,
but adds a lot more emphasis the second time,
yeah me too,
YEAH ME TOO,
but I do it too,
so I do it TWO,
so I guess that makes two of us,
damn, I think I'm losin' it,
when did I get so off, track,
oh well, I'm about to cough, hack,
up my ********' lungs or some s**t,
but it is what you think, don't make assumptions,
or some s**t, I'll never lose my gumption,
I'm ********' past tired,
so I'm slowin' down my flow like a ********' flat tire,
flat tire swag, that's my tag,
follow me on Twitter,
then call me a n****r,
out
Merrily merrily merrily,
I'm coherent but barely,
she got on both knees, sucked my d**k, and then asked "Will you marry me?",
who was she? I don't know, I just made up a situation,
I'm really just some nerdy kid, with a pencil d**k and a set of braces,
I'm 18 and still live with my parents,
plotting their death so I can steal my inheritance,
'cause I'm a lazy ********, making up,
lies to everyone I meet while I'm taking drugs,
blazing up, then banging sluts,
and as far as cash goes I can't make enough,
but oh wait,
I'm just a virgin who lives with Mom,
that was a lie too, don't believe this song,
truthfully, I'm just some normal dude,
work a normal job with formal rules,
been employed for 'bout half a month,
on my smoke break I'm passin' blunts,
in the parking lot we're all laughin' 'cuz,
our boss is a Conservative,
Bill O'Reilly wannabe,
while we're feeling so wild and free,
nostril covered, with cocaine,
I call that s**t, my nose rang,
and I feel no pain, not worried 'bout it, 'cause it's no thang,
feeling more than okay,
b***h I'm drinking more than OJ,
'til I'm so shitfaced that most things,
don't bother me, I'm hollering,
at my parents when they're calling me,
and I'm in a committed relationship,
but I don't know why I brought that up,
I just spit this amazin' s**t,
exhale a lung I'm coughin' up,
biiiiiiiiiiiiitch,
blah blah blah blah,
ha ha ha ha,
na na na na,
la la ca ca,
on the ganja,
aw s**t
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Brah I'm sicker then magic, mixin'' liquor with Ajax
Aidin' these beats, you skeetin' mad on the playback
I bat 'em like A-Gon, and hook 'em like Akon
Nuts with the flow, you a rag on my acorns
I'm dirty with wordplay and irkin' for more prey
Been servin' since birth; Twenty-firstin' my work day
Buzzin' like straight shots; a dozen of J-Bombs
To the dome Holmes; I be runnin' this game longer
Then Rondo's wingspan, I got Brinks bars
Harder then armored cars and Lionheart's armbars
But never mind that, I'd rhyme for a dimebag
Spittin' to Nickleback while twistin' a nicklesack
An eigth of my rap could deuce ya careers
And I'm dukin' on dudes who're doin' it queer
So ******** all these skinny jeans, they sterile with lyrics
Hip hop's my parent, that's why we spit it Coherent
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Invisible Humorist


potential with a pilot
flying in the sphere just to show how fly i am
like the sparks beside me when love ignites
spark the blunt and inhale, high off life
and let death to be the depressant, im progressing
when i conclude that they go hand to hand, lover's connection
and when she asks to give neck
im gonna have to submit to the pleasure
acknowledging that she doing it as my treasure
im the result of King Midas fornicating with the game
and discarding her with kicks and claps
riddled her with stabz, grabbed his hat and stepped on the welcome mat
and me witnessing all that
so then i grabbed the pad and wrote the experience
they were so serious when they said i was delirious
but my saliva seemed so furious so the doubts turned to interests
now they living around me like im a tenant


any criticism? you could ask for that right?
ninja
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Tipsy Genius

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GhostlyMark

potential with a pilot
flying in the sphere just to show how fly i am
like the sparks beside me when love ignites
spark the blunt and inhale, high off life
and let death to be the depressant, im progressing
when i conclude that they go hand to hand, lover's connection
and when she asks to give neck
im gonna have to submit to the pleasure
acknowledging that she doing it as my treasure
im the result of King Midas fornicating with the game
and discarding her with kicks and claps
riddled her with stabz, grabbed his hat and stepped on the welcome mat
and me witnessing all that
so then i grabbed the pad and wrote the experience
they were so serious when they said i was delirious
but my saliva seemed so furious so the doubts turned to interests
now they living around me like im tenant


any criticism? you could ask for that right?
ninja
Not too shabby, though the whole "blunt" metaphor is kinda played out. Everyone has a rap like.
Ty S Eliot's avatar

Friendly Phantom

I got 99 problems, like adding up nine 11's
Ten mack 10's, I'm strapped in, the s**t never ends
You couldn't touch my riches,
Even if you had Bernie Madoff or them 'lanta housewives bitches
seeing how addiction got the best of u
u watched as all ur friends left u
but they was hurt struggling to forgive u
watching the drugs and sin u was a slave to.
and now ur sitting in ur own thoughts
thinkin bout all u couldve got
how u let ur dreams rot
and now ur lifes half gone
I spit that mad wicked sickness s**t,
while you whack bitches are actin' like you're sick of it,
but I don't give a s**t, 'cause I aint' missin' hits,
when I drop bombs on your set homie, missile hits
'cause my s**t is heaven sent, your s**t's irrelevant,
I found 7th heaven b***h, it was right next to the sixth,
then I killed 7 angels and watched 'em leave on seven splints,
you're ridin' around and gettin' it, I drove myself and did better, shiiiiiiiiiiit,
and b***h I don't give a ********,
I took too much but that's not enough,
too many drugs and my thoughts get ********,
I'm just tryin' to make an honest buck but,
that's a little hard when I'm coughin' blood,
but oh well! I'm just gonna' keep on keepin' on,
beatin' on,
my drug dealer's door with my speakers on (sub-bass s**t),
and I tonight I don't plan to sleep at all,
listen to my own s**t while I'm beatin' off,
b***h
GhostlyMark's avatar

Invisible Humorist

Ty S Eliot
I got 99 problems, like adding up nine 11's
Ten mack 10's, I'm strapped in, the s**t never ends
You couldn't touch my riches,
Even if you had Bernie Madoff or them 'lanta housewives bitches


but a b***h ain't one, so life is pretty easy
like Mr. E when the pen is being needy
my value is glorified
like the thought of black men liking their chicken fried
Ty S Eliot's avatar

Friendly Phantom

GhostlyMark
Ty S Eliot
EDIT: I got 99 problems, like adding up nine 11's
Seven forty seven's , I'm strapped in, the s**t never ends
You cant touch my riches,
Even if you had Bernie Madoff or them 'lanta housewives bitches


but a b***h ain't one, so life is pretty easy
like Mr. E when the pen is being needy
my value is glorified
like the thought of black men liking their chicken fried


The little line is a flip on Biggie's opening line in the where's Brooklyn at freestyle
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Newbie Cat

pull of the lock
get from the truck
when I go off it's all a blur
pull out the onslaught like the punisher
get set get ready to run
The priest is gonna have some fun
place looks like a slaughterhouse
your clothes are doused
don't try to hide cuz' you'll still be found
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