RHYME IT-Read first post then make the last post.

nah over to me.....he ain't got a clue,
what imma do to b is like what muslims do to jews,
.......aiyo son........please excuse the pun,
but i'm WEEDing you all out to make room for the blunted one

but there will be a time where all your work will be undone,
cause blunted you ain't nothing next to what i've become,
smoking weed, mental health problem..... bullshit?
after those few lines i think i'm schizophrenic

my rhymes are authentic my weed is hallucinogenic
when i shred it i wont regret it cuz im baked
so get on my wave its mo fuckin digity dank
about to take ova shit ima kush soulja
smokin nothin but bomb doja
burn ya like a cup of folgers cuz im hot
when i freestyle from the top
all these wack emcees get shocked
from my skill tactics ima get a hatchet
and stash it use for later
for when i have to battle darth vader
cuz im the cape crusader roamin in my blazer
give you a Columbian necktie with my razor

Got a lil bit of Blueberry Yum Yum
and I neva would of thought that it could taste this goooooood
Thank God for the man who put it in my hoooooood
Its got me singin melodies I neva thought i woooouuuuld
Im feelin sorry for the homies that be smokin wooood
Chop Chop, break it down for a playa like me ye ye ye ye
Im bout to find me a woman that skeet skeet skeet skeet
Ima keep smokin till i reach my peak peak peak peak
Or till im stuck and my body feels weak weak weak weak weak
headed down to the doungeon wonderin, if they got, some moore
and if they dont then ima have ta settle fa some drooooo
and it just aint cool cuz right on afta, ima have ta gooooo
and continue on my mission fishin for tha Yum Yum but im movin sloooow
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(Not mine but I love it!)

Holy shit is my draw jopped,
like my pants popped,
looking at a hottie with a septum done,
I look both ways before crossing a gun,
cops busted me for extacy,
now I'm on the run,
been busted cause I am the sun,
ain't no fun,
when you gotta be clean,
and mean,
and dirty,
SO FUCK YA'LL
WHO BE TRIPPIN,
TO MY SHIT YOU BE RIPPIN,
I COME FROM THE MACHINE,
HALF MAN HALF ROBOT,
AND I TOLD YA LIKE I STOLE A GOLD NUGGET,
IF YOU TRY TO TAKE MY LIFE YOU BETTA HOLD ON AND TUG IT,
I SMOKE A BOWL LIKE I DON'T NEED LUNGS,
REAL NIGGERS DON'T NEED GUNS,
I SHOOT STRAIGHT THROUGH THE CHEST,
CAUSE I"M PUT TO THE TEST,
TO BEAT ANY WEAPON WITH MY GOD SENT LEFT AND RIGHT,
AND YOU ARE PRE-WARNED BEFORE THE FIGHT,
THAT I LOOK LIKE A NUN,
BUT I PLAN TO KILL LIKE I'M A GOD,
WITH MY FAT ACHES,
FROM MY BRAINWAVES,
SENDING EARTHQUAKES,
THROUGH YOUR MENTAL STATE,
BETTER JUMP THE GRATE,
BEFORE YOU EVEN ATTEMPT THIS SHIT,
I CAME FROM THE EARTH,
WAIT I AM THE EARTH,
AND I SWALLOW WHOLE,
LIKE A LIFE STEALING CANNIBAL,
I"M A LIFELESS ANIMAL,
ATTACHED TO CANNABIS,
LIKE I REPRODUCE,
BY JIZZING ON TITS,
YOU ALL CAME TO LIFE OUT OF MY GREEN APPLE SHITS,
SO DON'T EVEN MISS,
I HIT YOU WITH TWICE THE DISS,
AND I HAVEN'T EVEN PISSED.
OFF MYSELF,
STRAIGHT BREAK THE SHELF,
FROM THE WEIGHT OF IT,
IT BEING ME,
IT"S A DREAM,
I BREAK REALITY.
CALL THE OPERATOR BETTER ORDER SOME LIFE SUPPORT,
CAUSE YOU'LL BE POINTING ME OUT IN COURT,
FROM A STRETCHER IN THE HOSPITAL,
YOU NEED TO CALL,
911 SON,
The police can't even save you from the machinery.

i bake with bomb greenery
there aint nothin but kush up in my scenery
im always medicated straight discombobulated
from takin bong tokes that i always ghost
so that means im not blowin out any smoke
any emcees that provoke me
i will grab em by the throat and choke thee
see i am all about the cannabis my flows are miraculous
while yours are scandalous so take a seat
you just tasted defeat your lines repeat
so eat this stampede while i exceed
and proceed to smoke this weed
everytime i breath im inhaling green
thats right ima kush king blowin fatty smoke rings
you cant take a big enough BT to be on my team
plus my violent regime makes all the ladies scream
i take it to the extreme i will straight up murda yourself esteem
cuz my theme is all about killin off wack emcees that really bother me

watch me get this cream cuz my shit is prim.........o
sells like donuts to the motherfuckin 5-0,

Kush King now i know that was not aimed at me
coz my rhymes are tight here take a look and see
cos what i have for you there aint no antidote
like the aids your dad got from that monkeys throat
.... oh ah ......choke..choke..choke
Im not lost for words just had a toke
of that poor pussy shit you fucking grow and smoke

The names simple mofocka

i dont play ya fucking games
you must be insane
your gona need more than 16 shells
My automatic smoking niggas like crack addicts
Put my heat on ya ass and watch duck and roll
you fucking duck !

ROFL !!!!!!!!! hahaaaaaaa u duck ^^

DWR your the simple mother fucker
Dwr Dumb Wiga Rapper
Your stupid arsre rap is fucking wack
i think your the one who needs to lay off the crack
Dwr Dumb Wiga Rapper simple mother fuck
Cant rap about shit started talkin bout ducks
What the FUCK
Take a puff on a joint fuck up and sit back
Litle bitch youll give yourself a heart attack

still in the closet said:

DWR your the simple mother fucker
Dwr Dumb Wiga Rapper
Your stupid arsre rap is fucking wack
i think your the one who needs to lay off the crack
Dwr Dumb Wiga Rapper simple mother fuck
Cant rap about shit started talkin bout ducks
What the FUCK
Take a puff on a joint fuck up and sit back
Litle bitch youll give yourself a heart attack

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u want a smack around your faggot face ???

cheers

i use merry jane like she aint no thing i trip out when the door bell rings used her so much ive lost touch cant get a clutch on reality now im livin on the streets my own mother mad at me fuck reality and fuck the goverment because im abouve it.

they call me homegrownganji because i grow the best weed in the country one hit of my shit will have you rolling on the floor asking for more kid your going off your rocker bakeing cakes like betty crocker rhymes sicker than michael jackson counting fractions of little kids hes had interactions with im here to give so smoke a bong and relax and forget about the goverment tax because youll bounce back.

check it pack it fire it up come along,
lets take a hit from the bong

standing on the street corner all day im hungry as fuck they wont give me a buck scavenging from mcdonalds for left over packets of food fuck it im rude there trying to tax me for a warm cup of water what do ya think i just need a drink the goverments policey's just based on greed what do you think they'll lie and steal till theres no more to take the end of this world they will create.

still in the closet said:

DWR your the simple mother fucker
Dwr Dumb Wiga Rapper
Your stupid arsre rap is fucking wack
i think your the one who needs to lay off the crack
Dwr Dumb Wiga Rapper simple mother fuck
Cant rap about shit started talkin bout ducks
What the FUCK
Take a puff on a joint fuck up and sit back
Litle bitch youll give yourself a heart attack

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Yo i took it wrong atb. but now its all cool yo

i see you got some talent up your sleeve and i aint the one whos gona sneeze
so pls, carry on with ya cheese

was that any good ?

pls dont diss me again, your to good

whats your life like? cause mine is real
swear to god y'all don't know how I feel
stuck up in the struggle, too many calls, different types drugs to juggle
remember starving, so hungry man my head hurt
the game gave me a name and put money in my mothers purse
ride on pride, live by gun, die by vengeance, all for a fraction
you don't even see it before life throws you a distraction
now I'm running for cover, knocked a garbage can over
and the smell of trash was overpowered by the gun smoke odor
ran into an ally, pulled out my piece as bullets pass me
tripping and stumbling, I'm so twisted off of hessy
and then I looked over my shoulder, saw my nigga falling over
others would of kept running but my mentality is much boulder
looked in every direction, minds working too slow, I'm wasting time
understand nigga - this is how I ride; if my niggas life is on the line, son, then so is mine
so I ducked behind a stoop, gun aimed ready to shoot
when the cat ran out I emptied the clipped, hits to the neck then all the way down
threw a new clip in before the bloody mess hit the ground
cause if it aint about a murder I aint heard of it
I don't do hospital visits...I do funeral services

im too real..wont make u squeal hit the corner with my burner..thats when your scalp gets pield...u growin a plant im mowin a field ..i know that u fake u know that im real ...writing songs on the internet i must be bored but fuck it im high ROLL IT UP DOT ORG

Unplanned poetry,
I'm in the infirmary,
got my little black book,
it's like unplanned pregnancy,
giving birth to what?

I need a way out.