Come at me bro.

I don't have an Xbox, sorry.

 

Look at this white kid tryin to be black
His siggy is a disgrace thats a fact.
he wants to be a thug
while sippin his koolaid out a mug
hes never laid hands on a drug
however you want to spell it, he rhymes like a litterbug,
its ashamed he was put on this place
now we gotta look at that face
he wants to rep the OG life
But this white kid is just wastin forum space
Come back at me after you hit up wiki
Ignorance is bliss, keep rockin those K-Swiss.


/iawaityourresponse.

 

My bad.

First off, fuck your bitch
And the click you claim
West side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a player
But I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
niggas fuck for Life
Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia
Some mark ass bitches
We keep on coming
While we running for your jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How I'll leave you
Cut your young ass up
See you in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So fuck peace
I'll let them niggas know
It's on for Life
Don't let the west side
Ride the night (ha ha)
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
fuck with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, see

 

I don't have an Xbox, sorry.

 

Neither do I.

I got my niggas from the CPT
That's down to roll with the green
Thug Life, 'till I die
Eye for an Eye
High 'till I die
Sippin' on my hennessy
Plottin' on my enemies
Delta, the next new me
Think's he's tight, but can't top a rap fight
Bitch, get lost before you get in a mud fight
Layin' low in the cut
Bustin' bros in their guts
Niggas talk shit on how they feel
Best believe I got that cap appeal

 

Talk about a Thug Life, bitch you got no life
I'll fuck you up like I did to my wife and cut you off with my pocketknife
Let me pull out my wand and make you drown in the pond with the other dumb blondes
Calling me out to rap against someone ugly
You crossed through the wrong path unluckily
I will save you the grace if you go on and hide your face
But just in case I see you here or the Marketplace, I'll burn you inside my fireplace
Little retard better not disregard what I have to say
If I see you posting in the Spam Forum again, I'll make you pay

 

Hit 'Em Up - Tupac

GTFO, dumb-ass. Can't even rap a line without copying.

 

Hahanerd, high as a bird
Bitch, you sound like a turd
Get laid, before people start to debate
On the fact that you just may be gay
Don't fuck with the Thug Life
Can't rap, without using common rhymes
Get the fuck out, before you get bucked with a dime
Thinking you run the Spam Forum
Quit bitching, this ain't no fuckin' hotline.

 

Thats Whack keep a hand open while you jack
You think you can rap
whats that? sounds like crap.
i wont deny
you rap wasn't very fly
you say eye for an eye
but really you just deserve to die
thats how we get by
you talk a big game
but when its time to step up to the plate
you yell help me plznate
damn, that sounded like fate.
i wont bicker
when i see you walk by my eye wont even flicker
Your below me, your like the dirt beneath my feet
keep reppin it on your bigwheel
i'll keep your girl rockin out those squeels

 

I don't have an Xbox, sorry.

 

You sound like a wild little boy who got abused as a child
I'll give you a moment or two to review and reconcile
Been laid many times, it's you who needs to go outside
In a moment, I'll guide you through why you were denied
Maybe then, it'll be too late 'cause I'll have you committing suicide
Time's a wastin', lick them lips because it's my ass you'll be tastin'

 

Calling me a wannabe black
Bitch, you forgot to look back
Acting tough, thinking you can rap
We don't appreciate hypocrites
Thinking you can dick a bitch
Come back when you've got a mad plan
'Till then, go grab a frying pan
Cook me dinner and continue being a sinner
You're not a winner, don't trip
Got a long way 'till you make me give a shit
Hop off my nuts, before I start shootin' butts
Just like how Tupac laid those two Cops.

 

Thinkin' you're fly cause you think you're getting by
Keep bitchin' about your bitches & don't forget to say hi
As I pass by, committing a drive by
On your sorry little ass, say good bye
Should of made yourself commit suicide instead
Now as I sit and pray to the lord
Hahanerd, please, be gone and be dead.

 

damnit...

503 serv temp not avail... it din't save my resposne >.<


you musta hacked me couldn't handle it

 

No, it happens to me too. You just click backspace and it shows your saved work or I always copy it in case if I have to refresh the site, lol.

 

ah ok hopefully i can still save it

 

When you rhyme, your verses lack excellence.
Try rapping without making a gun or drug reference.
You are so predictable when you try and spit a flow.
The only shit you ever pumped is gas at Citgo.
The gangsta charade I'm finally gonna be stoppin.
Cause the zits on your face are the only thing you're poppin.
Bro, you need to stop claimin thug life.
And the only buzz you got is from drinkin Bud Light.
You aint got weight, they say patience is a virtue,
And guess what? I only needed 10 bars to murk you.

 

I'll admit, that rhyme made me ill.
got no thrill was as boring as side show bill
you need to calm yourself
i'll be on you like mayhem miller
i'll show you that one hitter quitter
it's alright dawg don't be bitter
you have a fetish for shootin butts
i guess thats what they teach you at salad tossin class
Cell block c, got tossed around like a rag doll i heard
thats okay Big bubba D took your cherry
Get it cleaned up before you get your black berry
you sit in your room listening to rappers
your a mimic
a joke
a poser
your like those blokes on biggest loser
except they dont hide who tho are
your a wanna be
your moms prob got that STD
She gave birth to you at a truck stop
they called her Bathroom sally
she'll holla for a dolla
your just a dumpster baby
you wanna rap but infact
your just making other look bad
to cover yourself up
hiding from the light
when Big bubba took it, that late summer night
hell boy you din't even put up a fight



w00t it saved!

 

Reboman, just another fuck, thinking he's a OG
Bustin' muthafucka's with my gats; don't push me
Betta duck when I'm blasting, cause I ain't looking
Too busy being a real muthaphukka; steady booking
Thug 4 Life, don't fuck with my guys
Or you shall die
And it's a fact to be a exact
My epitaph shall read
"He put Compton on tha map"
Getting higher than a muthaphukka
Bitches know whats up

 

Congratz on it saving, .

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Look, I'm too high and I might go on tempo
But, now I'm back to show these fuckas just how deep my game runs
2pacalypse, don't sleep
I keep a muthaphukkin' glock in my car
If I'm rollin' in a club, I got to be the fucking star
So, now everybody wanna smile and raise their hands
I got a razor, incase I got to do it next
Mehh, cause you know how fuckas be, they want to see if Thug Life is real
or is it like a phony story in a movie
I guess I've got to prove my point
Sliced the muthaphukka now I'm doing a joint
I got my brothers from C, P, to the T beside me
Bitches on my dick, you know the hoes want to ride me
And my other homies out here like Spike Lee
They got the camera on, I'm guessin' that they like me
But, now I'm about to pass this muthaphukka on
Cause this tanqueray is getting hella' strong