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WHUT
GhostlyMark's avatar

Invisible Humorist



the memoirs of a tropical native
complaining that the weather keeps changing
im waiting for a breeze but seas of rain
will flood up the streets like asses at the beach
ocean mist...kisses these cheeks
with glee, no attitude for the happy dude
the altitude is a sonic boom for the pupils
the creatures, fill the sky like vapor
lets the board the yacht, take shots, avoid cops
....
i lost my train of thought
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alright why not. my name's hex, so there's a few references towards it


here we go again, another rapper, white skin, big nose, huge head
on a ********' rhyme binge
gotta ******** brain, all sin and no shame, killing rap games, eating fists full of cocaine
and it's a bad cut, cause I'm ********' goin' nuts, stabbing hoes in their guts
all these sluts waka flame flockin' to my shaved nuts
and you know they rockin big double D cups, choking on my d**k, throwin' up and still ain't had enough

cashin' frauded checks, dreamin' of a black lex, slanging perc and adipex, building up a team,
I'm the leader, and they call me Hex
and no I don't flex, cause I don't see the need,
my greed is ridiculous like the grinch on ********' christmas eve
my flows tight, orgasmic like your break up sex, "hey there's hex, lets cap his a** again!"
up-up down-down, left-right-start and select again

welllll back from the grave, dipping down into my ********' cave, mixing s**t
"hex, it's too late, you'll never make it on a paid stage"
hahaaa, homie, just wait til I'll get these people bumpin'
humpin' n thumpin', breaking necks and still rumpin' like it's a damn rage cage

sooo, i got my b***h squirt twerkin' on my ********' d**k, no tricks,
hit the deep spots watching gory b flicks
spank her a**, and watch it raise the skin just like a deadly rash
mass effecting these bars so they'll leave you tripping like shine in this plated flask
leavin' scars with my flow, don't be surprised when I demand the cash

as for your broke raps, it's all crap, and trust me it don't help speakin' in all caps
lockin' the door, taking you to the damn floor, make you choke on that fake s**t
you better believe it, homie, for damn sure
spitting raw,lawless boss ya'll ever saw, but still full of flaw,
you barking all day, little doggie, sharks don't sleep, and my bite is like JAWS
Avery Jones
s**t guild wars brought me back. hit ally chat and started spittin then niggaz started getting back on track
so i was like ******** it deez niggaz wack like crack so i figured i could hit up the old school spot but s**t aint been that since Mak
up and left -.- he never let me get a battle rap
******** dat n***a
>.> usually that can bring a n***a back
Cyphering through my old records on gaia I noticed alotta reason's why I didn't decide to come back
rap and cyphering was hot but not my style to do it as a profit
let alone i considered my self a profit
with the conditions of having a noose around my neck, turning green and spotted like there was no slack
my flow been on dope since I reestablished all that
free style battled wack nigaz in my basement
handed me a one then they layin on they back
151 burns my chest, but when it affects my mind I keep it 100 like my last name is stacks


i gotta stop with this random act of rapping


Hm..a suggestive jest at homoerotic sex, it seems prison lessons request
to convert push-up pumped chests into firm, plump breasts. "******** dat n***a" he says,
like penetration instead of aural retaliation is expected. He'll regret it, receiving
an oral examination where his morals are prostrated like c**k cravers
conditioned and trained from years of enslavement.

Chained down to history, slain clowns are mysteries, brain power's misery
while contained to offer your back end when slapped in to the pillory.
With the scent and sensation of piss at your lips, hands at your hips,
crashing behind it with each collision. In other words, you'd get ******** raw
before receiving the blessings of wisdom.
Bus it! Not like I was taking the public transit,
more like I was scraping the crayons you kids left.
Thought it was artistic expression instead of vandalizing,
making a mess and dishonoring the game.
Go ahead and can claim the same, no shame. el oh el.
Arrogant when I maintain my brain has obtained a higher plane.
Try to change me; the mutable,
proves to be less suitable than you would have truly imagined.
Moody or passion? Clearly you like clashing, having fits and lashing-
Out. But I doubt you'll ever be as good as me, plain to see. Ain't it b?
Taming these misfits, who came to see an emcee destined to leave an imprint on history.
Damn...
This is not your average, I can be a savage.
I ain't trying mess around that's why I eat my cabbage.
What you think I'm acting? You can get a back hand with a magnum.
Take a Valium? Do I look Italian?
Man I'm scientifically specific with how I rip it, so quit tripping.
I'm dripping with talent, not cause I was dipped in it either.
I breathe ether. Looking like Caesar the way I lead your Empire without a predeceedor.
I think I need a liter, and Wendy need her Peter all up in her pita.
Yikes!
So tasty, I might take a bite too. That's how I'll feed you.
Stomach of mine. That's right, I write rhymes for my guts
About eating sluts. How you think my nuts feel?
Nuts, for real. Chickens cluck, and that ain't a innuendo.
I can beat you in any game and I ain't talking about Nintendo.
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a resident of the impressive
im impressed by your possessions
you inflated your hips and chest
and popped the balloon in your abdomen
hey...expose your collection to me
so i can calculate the accurate measurements
your affections had an effect on my heart
...you don't have to part
i brought the sketch pad, stalked your path
putting your movements on paper but couldn't master the craft
so i half assed the piece
signed it off with a speech
and put it in your seat
sheesh, im not even a romantic
but the thought of you swept up got me to panic
next day, your expression tells me you were entranced
but you pranced and laughed it off with your friends
i swear this game called "love" makes me a dove
stroll around until i escape when the step comes
and fly to the sun, where the sky welcomes none
flap these wings and sing my own song
but this time i was shot by a bullet
bleeding it off when you said you loved it
the blood is abundant
[1:10]
Sunkissed Samurai
Avery Jones
Mak
up and left -.- he never let me get a battle rap
******** dat n***a


Hm..a suggestive jest at homoerotic sex, it seems prison lessons request
to convert push-up pumped chests into firm, plump breasts. "******** dat n***a" he says,
like penetration instead of aural retaliation is expected. He'll regret it, receiving
an oral examination where his morals are prostrated like c**k cravers
conditioned and trained from years of enslavement.

Chained down to history, slain clowns are mysteries, brain power's misery
while contained to offer your back end when slapped in to the pillory.
With the scent and sensation of piss at your lips, hands at your hips,
crashing behind it with each collision. In other words, you'd get ******** raw
before receiving the blessings of wisdom.

you mention a scism a shank to the mexican prison
thats ******** up but you wanna bring the butt up like prison sex you get roughed up tossed around aand butt ********
but we're not gonna go that direction, since we can take a simple message and not fix the misconception
like a missle being miss directed I hit hard, WMD unless i go full retard
dont go full retard.... an ol' man says, niggaz like to die anyways whats the point of knowing it
point blank blowing it,
like dome off a bald headed blonde chick.... shiit, or a point blank wig splittin dome hit,
something hardcore for your mental to swallow... not the semen but we seem the be in that kinda messaged bottle
I bleed green the same color as tomorrow, my pockets on roids like a ol gatorade bottle
not from coke like what coke use to do, more like work like the folk of our old use to persue
each person is his own and with that adue, have to say if he did return i missed him but missing folk aint new
besides dont tripp over that pop tart you aint had, just hit up the market and buy a new bag
rite aid always got a sale full of women, then chicks be on high alert like fresh meat up in prison
>.< ever see that movie Caged Animal Vinn Rhames plays Cain, his second woman died on with holes in her backk as she came
thats some real gangsta s**t that they put in the game, the game i mean the 1 we're all apart in they claim to be playin
where they make you be something you dont plan to be, a killer.... a criminal a disgrace your family.... disgrace to the public but on a liver note did you know Vinn also played in Final Fantasy? (Ryan Whittaker - the spirits within is the name of it xD )
Oyoz
Im seeing a lot of garbage here, save Asap Tha.

WHUT


razz spit something, u one them types that troll the cypher with this type response

aint saying s**t but got big d**k sucking lips
Its C-Sterr up on this track bout to kill this beat, plant my soles in this b**ch like im at a track meet.
Im eating all these rappers like some f***ing lunch meat,, rapped to this beat now im leaving it deceased.

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