Bust a Rhyme

I'm a bit off my rocker fry a pancake with a wallsocket but still my food taste like betty crockers so hot(wanna lick her twat)
Uhhh sorry I'm a bit of a pervert with my short pink skirt running around the mall with random guys twerking and maybe a jerk maybe just maybe have a brand new sport,
so maybe i have few screws loose and couples bolts and one nut too but tell me wat it b can a mofo do.

These god damn millennials at work are making me queesy,
Just do your fucking job, the shit's so easy.
Ya don't come on time or call if u yer late, instead yer surfing tinder to masturbate.

A job is a job, grow the fuck up, your skinny jeans are gay as fuck.
living in moms basement, you dumb little prick come back and apply when you've got pubes on yer dick.

u guys can rap without being crude as fuck u know lol

Mr. Bongwater said:

u guys can rap without being crude as fuck u know lol

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should have rapped it.....lol

a senile fungus said:

I think its about fine time that we had a thread where we can rhyme and experience the relief of relieving our minds of these rhymes that build up over time in our minds.

Ya?

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Let me get sick and twisted with this wicked sadistic flow hit you with a buck shot rock your body drop and watch you get low Picture with another shot pop the Glock hot I stop and reload. Sit in with another boss at the top having talks with plots of evil.While you were skipping some other rocks across the block getting cought you rather not see you copped a deagle. But your plan was botched now you're lying on the sidewalk lined a white choc with so many shots your body see through

your rap styles slipped, somewhat, differ....maybe light a little spliff... Er... But then head back. We- na- like no cracker jack
come back with the newness, youth- yes?give another go...... Lose ruthless, lose the uselessness and hit us with your best.

smoking fat blunts again//
..pack the marijuana in. And I'm also chugging sin..kill a nigga.. kill Em quick. I don't really give a shit..put my dick in yo baby momma then I'll make you suck my dick...rolling with that 45 don't think twice take that life.throw the gun .on the run that's murder 1...we don't play games.. talking shit ,we don't take names.....22 left in yo brain..now yo as can't hardly think. Now yo ass can barely blink!

Sorry, I'm American! ! I don't know any other way to rap...murder, sex, drugs I'm pretty sure that about covers it! Listen to the beat while you read my rap....CHURCH!

I'm locked in my thoughts caged in my mind.Get lost on the verse one page at a time.I'm smoking that herb I stay on that pine.God bless Mother Earth her taste is divine.I'm rolling them fast I'm burning them SLOw.I'm smoking on that gas then I'm blowing the smoke.The roach turn the ash so I put out the roach.But I lite another L before I put out the roach.I'm blowing a lid I'm smoking the loud.I'm smoking an L Im blowin an. Out I'm selling that quarter I'm selling that pound of moving that loud not making a sound I'm breaking it down I'm rolling it up I'm buying an out then I'm smoking it up my mind. Out of bounds cuz I stay on that stuff and my gars hold way you can call my blunt buff

superloud said:

I'm locked in my thoughts caged in my mind.Get lost on the verse one page at a time.I'm smoking that herb I stay on that pine.God bless Mother Earth her taste is divine.I'm rolling them fast I'm burning them SLOw.I'm smoking on that gas then I'm blowing the smoke.The roach turn the ash so I put out the roach.But I lite another L before I put out the roach.I'm blowing a lid I'm smoking the loud.I'm smoking an L Im blowin an. Out I'm selling that quarter I'm selling that pound of moving that loud not making a sound I'm breaking it down I'm rolling it up I'm buying an out then I'm smoking it up my mind. Out of bounds cuz I stay on that stuff and my gars hold way you can call my blunt buff

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Nice! That shit reminds me of Christmas!

mr sunshine said:

Nice! That shit reminds me of Christmas!

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Thanks. christmas?

superloud said:

Thanks. christmas?

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Yea it reminded me of a Christmas tree. I can't really explain it...

mr sunshine said:

Yea it reminded me of a Christmas tree. I can't really explain it...

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Alright well glad you appreciated it

I'm on an LSD trip reality slip take another strip for trip that you never forget straight blow face coke laced blunt in my mouth I got a pound on the table and a key that I got from the south. Everybody telling me to fire it up sittin back chillin drinkin vodka by the cup.No mix for me I like to keep my drink OJ free.Like pure ethanol is the way I like my alcohol.There go The booty call give me a couple hours yall.Then I'll come back and start again.Time to let the party begin.We got the music bumping the seekers jumping my heart is Racing because I'm straight blow facing.With no clue want another shot man no I'll take to want another hit no 2 for me roll a couple bunts pack the bong with weed I love it purple haze gold and blue berry cotton candy bubblegum and that sweet sweet cherry My eyes are blazing it's no lie I'm the man that love to get high love to smoke the weed man smoking by the pound. when I come thru I'm the. Heighest man in town.I got vodka Everclear and Hennessy getting drunk up n Tennessee I'm a menace see yet still at G and if you wanna party man just come with me

This. how i do fuck a bitch, load a clip and come after you make no mistakin I'm always. strapped ready to ice a fool its what i do yeah my gun is a tool come at me hard ill nail your ass to the wall kind of bizzare I'm strapped wit a nail gun and a buzz saw piss me off and ill cut your balls off no regard for the law dogs no offense its just my job yall

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I'm living life as a lie no true desire to thrive smoking weed and moving pills so i can get by sometimes i lie awake at night and i wonder why it is god allows me to fuck up so many peoples lives..
and i can't fight it
insides me a fire but i can't lite its like in life I'm denied it...
Maybe its karma tryin ta bite me yet i fight it...
i try to change my life but i go nowhere feel as though I'm stuck in despair so i go back to push pills and slowly people i kill

My rhymes are propostourus like a chickin eating a dino its ridonkulus yet can't put a stop to this I'm a lyrical god and your fraudulent..
iv got this ish your no comptitionist i bend this shit no need for time to contemplate this isthe easiest yet u remain the cheesiest words so absured actin like you jesus see i apease these gods of music so easy an freely

My technique is bizarre and ill I scar andd kill. I proceeded to cook you like a bar and grill. That's all it took to kill you better recognize me like I look familiar. You want to battle you beat around the bush like you're scared to eat pussy so you eat around the tush. I need a clown to push someone I can bully hold on a minute I don't think you understand me fully. See me without style is like mustard without the Heinz. You're like Busta without the rhymes I bust the shit out your lines

I call my lawyers, former ballers, they are on the same hustle, just my legal muscle.