Nah just cuz the thread is gettin hella views don't mean it should be shut down. I mean like I said, the kats who wanna come on here and post raps can do so, and whoever dont want to doesnt have to.. we aint forcin nothin to rap.. plus if u think about it, lots of the posts in this thread aint raps... either its beef or just small talk and off topic shit.. why does it gotta be shut down now? if yall knew we coulda posted flows in that appropriate forum, why wasn't it shut down before, feel me?
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fucc that dont shut the thread down..or im gonna leave ya body plastered with ur head down, dead sound..is all that will be heard now/ this thread has so many posts its obsurd now..but that aint no reason to delete it/ we wanna keep it runnin man and no one gonna beat it, street shit..posted on here everyday/ others are obselete bitch we broke shit on here in every way..we jus wanna thread to drop on/ this thread is like afghan it straight drops bombs, socks, thongs..wutever is in ur interest/ u muthafuckas can try but none of y'all gonna spin this, even with tin wrists or grimm clips/ we still the riders that are gonna spit shit, rip shit..open it up like a thick gash/ we in this to win this and speak to get cash, whip lash as i spit fast, quick cats are down to spit stats..man im breakin the record for most flows on the siccness/ and ima keep em comin unless u split this.
Fucc yea my homie Curt B expressin his mind in the form of a rap/ just wanna rap/ try to get shut down so fuck that/ attack fat/ leave hatahs splat/ Engagin in ruthless plots/ deceivin tactics compared to what you got/ only one shot/ forget not/ who be hot/ dizz curt b tearin mothafuckas apart/ shut down like k-mart/ screamin' at the top of my lungs nigga what now/ tryin to get shut down/ time to get what down/ uptown/ to downtown/ drop beats aroun' town/ down now/ to demonstrate wisdom that make ya say wow now/ how now/ well you gotta luv what u do/ and the shit i been thru/ aint got nothin to prove/ cuz we's to show yall how we get down and dirty/ you encountered me and Curt B/ the dream team ready to rumble/ it's the D-I-double/ double trouble/ comin from the rubble/ callin a huddle/ callin the plays/ ill show you each and every day/ each and every way/ how we do it in the bay/
yo dizz nice spit and now im fittin to add on/ my shit be drippin with shit like a tampon, stamp on..my forehead that states im the king of the forum/ i stepped down from my chair so my homie dizz tore em, store em..in the back of my mind/ spit game flip names on the track of my kind, sidewind when u try mine..cuz i make u spin circles when i spit shit/ hawkin up lyrical loogies as i grip shit, yeah im grippin the strap/ screamin whille i rip shit, liftin the mack, listen to that..its a gun shot/ comin from my barrell and then i run block, stunned cops with one caroll and some shnopps..but this aint christmas no more/ now its hell out my mouth when im liftin yo soul.
These necessities extremities/ extra fees/ or next up please/ i see talent in these streets/ curt b/ liftin ya soul/ we the winnin team in the rap bowl/ attack whole/ im the hawk wit da watchin eyes/ dizz come in any disguise/ no surprise/ we prove white guys/ really do got talent that underlies/ so undermined/ Fuck yall pussies i split yo teams into fractions/ painful like contractions/ painful like the suicide scene in the rules of attraction/ who the main attraction/ east co co records/ so check us/ u wont find scrap music in the sam goodys/ peace to my homie Atlantis and peace to my homie Woodie/ we the residential confidential unprecedented and eventual intellectuals/
good verse but i cant keep the session movin tonight/ but if i did u know i'd leave these fools bruisin right?, type..up these lyrics and send em through ur spirit/ im breakin ur hold and forcin u to hear it..i dont give a fucc but im goin to sleep/ but not before i watch mr. deeds, please..give me a break/ i could still spit in my sleep rippin ur face, man u trippin to place..first in my competition/ cuz im smokin in first like ur mom's crack addiction, flippin..the script but still thowin down raw shit/ now im hittin the switch, the one that turns ur lights out bitch, switch clips quick before u get hit with the barage out my garage as i spit this, i aint gon say no more but battlin me man u betta quit quick, u aint nuthin but a stiff bitch.
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Iam incapable of stopping dis thread when it's hopping I guess I'll be mopping these flows on my own all alone cuz you spitters are quitters I'd wish you well, but shit, Iam still selfish can't help it but this shit's like a cold day in hell seeing all you tough guys are really double-stuffed fluff lies say your goodbyes and get high if you must but fuck this, I'll spit til Iam rusted and dusted rhyme ridin til I get busted.
Guess what? I got busted & Iam doin time /for rhyming/ without a license./ This can't not make
cents/ even tho I wasn't hopping a fence/ I got caught/ wit a quarter two dimes and a nickle/ but
Iam in a real pickle/ cuz that summed up to 50 /they caught me up quickly / searching the trunk
of this car /now I can't get OR'd / because I had priors / and cops assume Iam a liar / Fuck,
where's the fire?/ I wasn't being mean / and Iam even still clean / I wasn't conspiring/ I was just
driving/ my homegirl's car & she feels bad /and is crying & sad /she'd be glad/ if she had/ a
helping hand /from a real homie who understands/ cuz Iam sittin in rhyme jail / doin my time for
real/ can anyone spare a dime or sum bail???? (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE??)
FOR REAL...My Antioch & San Francisco homegrlz & sisters are begging for help to bail out their
homeboy who was just driving their car & got charged for shit in their trunk, even tho his homegrl
admitted it was her shit to the DA & Judge already .... If anyone can help in any way, shape, or
form, PLEASE pm me or page them at 415-210-9496. They are selling EVERYTHING they own
except themselves to bounce him. They are selling my my old 1976 cadillac fleetwood broughm,
& all their furniture, electronics, speakers, amps, (all legal, paid for, and of course not stolen)
etc. They only need about $1000 more and need some serious honest help from anybody who
won't burn em like they been getting burned. They are also looking for a good bail bondsman
who might take payments. We will all be eternally grateful & will gladly return the favor if it's ever
your time. THANKS HOMIES!
cents/ even tho I wasn't hopping a fence/ I got caught/ wit a quarter two dimes and a nickle/ but
Iam in a real pickle/ cuz that summed up to 50 /they caught me up quickly / searching the trunk
of this car /now I can't get OR'd / because I had priors / and cops assume Iam a liar / Fuck,
where's the fire?/ I wasn't being mean / and Iam even still clean / I wasn't conspiring/ I was just
driving/ my homegirl's car & she feels bad /and is crying & sad /she'd be glad/ if she had/ a
helping hand /from a real homie who understands/ cuz Iam sittin in rhyme jail / doin my time for
real/ can anyone spare a dime or sum bail???? (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE??)
FOR REAL...My Antioch & San Francisco homegrlz & sisters are begging for help to bail out their
homeboy who was just driving their car & got charged for shit in their trunk, even tho his homegrl
admitted it was her shit to the DA & Judge already .... If anyone can help in any way, shape, or
form, PLEASE pm me or page them at 415-210-9496. They are selling EVERYTHING they own
except themselves to bounce him. They are selling my my old 1976 cadillac fleetwood broughm,
& all their furniture, electronics, speakers, amps, (all legal, paid for, and of course not stolen)
etc. They only need about $1000 more and need some serious honest help from anybody who
won't burn em like they been getting burned. They are also looking for a good bail bondsman
who might take payments. We will all be eternally grateful & will gladly return the favor if it's ever
your time. THANKS HOMIES!
still spitten blazin fire out my mouth/ im raising priors to clout u out, spout, tipped over who shout?/ no one cuz i cut they tongue out, u a done trout..gutted and de-scaled/ got locked up with a free bail, so i got out quick but my life de-railed, im a sea snail..slug u in the dome piece/ hit u so hard with steel i killed u and ur homies, blow me..fucc a bitch/ i chrge up with clips ready to erupt this shit..like a volcanoe/ im a savge with claws and a metal face like kato..from mortal combat/ floppin on u suckas like the wings of a wombat, contact..is like air to me/ step to me again and get flared with heat.
from my homies north and dizz/we pullin out are rhymes like we bout to take a piss/yall hoes no the biz/from my rhymes to his/without this forum everyone would trully miss/im tryin to get buck like ludacris/they call me nandocris/i can be nice like lil fizz/i dont know why haters diss/u get a catoract/cause my flows gave u impact/better keep those rhymes intack/cause the verbs i dont lack/matter a fact/i dont even carry a gat/i crazy like that/raps spit out like rattata/i gave chilliz to ur bizack/cause im the mack/ dressed in black ready to attack/no nando dont hack/but i can unzip u like a pack
I'm proposin a lyrical ambush, ready to strike/ to pass you a mic is to fuck a dyke/ you the amateur tyke/ who only bites shit he like/ its proposterous/ imposter is/ another word fo bitch-made kat tryin to spit rap/ the word is/ you heard dis/ call me sir dizz/ you hurt, is/ you ready for what for sure is/ the greatest rappin this side of the galaxy/ snakes ready to rattle, see/ in the battle we/ shred you mothafuckas into pieces/ my paycheck increases/ and terminatin yo leases/ you buttercup reeses/ chewed up bitches/ im passin it to nando, time to hit the switches/
say wut another session calls me/ fuccin with us man u must be ballsy, cerebral palsy..is wut i leave u with/ after i spit shit while u spit that cleaver shit, fucc leave it to beaver bitch..u need to leave it to curt b/ even with a spoon and an apron u couldnt serve me, heard me..but u still want more/ im obsurd g ima kill y'all whores, spill all floors, poors..of blood creatin a lake/ regulatin on faggotts and marks czu they pretend when they fake, descend with a rake..and i attack with a tech/ keep on talkin that shit and i smash on ur set..smash on ur frontal lobe/ of the brain when i confront ur whole, body even with the vest on/ fucc ur head i get a cannon and leave ur chest gone, step on..all u muthafuckas/ still reppin this thread killin u other suckas
yea me and my homie curt b still killin competition/ dishin a round of lyrical ammunition to all you kats bitchin'/ tryin to shut down talent cant shut us down/ round after round/ comin pound fo pound wit rounds/ Leave ya runnin like 5-0 was chasin/ Dizz acin'/ goin face to face in/ facin/ hatahs ready to be erasin/ slowly pacin/ this aint a phase in/ the life known as Dizz according to me the bay tops shit/ drops shit/ sees you soakin and mops shit/ but why waste calories on you when yall is just punks/ sure ill sample yo shit but its nothin but junk/ tryin to start funk/ fuck it let it jump/ ill attack blast fast in a spellbindin flash and turn you into a speedbump/
yo yo
FUCK THA HATERS,
KICK BACK, WWW.RHYMERATOR,
IT'LL HELP U WITH YO FLOWS,
BUT IT WONT GET U KNO HO'S, U ON YO OWN,
SO GO HOME, 10 BUX WILL GET U BLOWN.
LEMME KICK BACK, TELL A STORY TO THAT,
I MOVED FRUM THA YOC TO THA ROCK,
NOW IM THA HOTTEST NIGGA ON THA BLOCK,
BUT IM NOT GONNA BE MODESTLY RAPPIN
IMMA BE FLOWIN DISSIN AND CAPPIN.
(FLASH) LIGHTS CAMERA ACTION.
U DRUNK AS FUCK, WIT NO SATISFACTION,
IM DONE...
FUCK THA HATERS,
KICK BACK, WWW.RHYMERATOR,
IT'LL HELP U WITH YO FLOWS,
BUT IT WONT GET U KNO HO'S, U ON YO OWN,
SO GO HOME, 10 BUX WILL GET U BLOWN.
LEMME KICK BACK, TELL A STORY TO THAT,
I MOVED FRUM THA YOC TO THA ROCK,
NOW IM THA HOTTEST NIGGA ON THA BLOCK,
BUT IM NOT GONNA BE MODESTLY RAPPIN
IMMA BE FLOWIN DISSIN AND CAPPIN.
(FLASH) LIGHTS CAMERA ACTION.
U DRUNK AS FUCK, WIT NO SATISFACTION,
IM DONE...
My status aint set at noble/but ask around Iam known global/or at least by my homie'z at siccness.net/u hate on us will make u regret/eva start tha playa hation/they just on tha comp workin on there masterbation/so they get lotz of lubracation/thatz fucken nasty/but I aint leaven dis earth N less sum1 blastz me/cuz I only goinna go out blazin/wit all tha shit itz amazin/that I ever lasted/Iam that conceaded bastad/who aint scered ta rhyme/Biz rappin wit out a licen'z a crime/fuck that meanz I goinna be doing time/maybe we can all kick it N tha same cell/damn only 15 & goina ta jail/fuck might as well/if I go to go Ill go N style/Ill flow more tham tha movie 8 Mile/so Ill have fun when they cuff me/wrongfully acused like Iam Snoop or Puffy/but laer I goinna end up like Big & Pac/gettin shot down on tha block/gettin hole'z like swiss chease/think I realy goinna die bitch please/I tha Lyricle Apocolipz/so I got hallow tipz/& extended clipz/filled wit amuntion/so if ur dissin/ull end up missin/& Ill end up kissin/ur gurl/shit blood I own da world/
Iam tellin yall hater'z cant hurt me/I got Nando, Rix, Biz, Dizz, & Curt B/to me itz exciten/when Iam writin/theeze rhymez/itz like doing crimez/thinkin u might get caught/or even shot/that makez my blood rush/& I cant keep it on tha hush/Ill express how I feel/thatz on tha reel/I aint scered/I orignally from Hayward/I get fly like a bird/I thought u heared/after I spit ur speach getz slurred/& ur mind goez blank/like when ur smokin Dank/smokin on that Marijuan/smokin till Iam gone/even though now Iam like shit/cuz unfortunetly I gotta quit/fuck yall itz amazin/My Grandma diddnt tell my ma I waz Blazin/now be estounded/Iam grounded/to me itz funny az hell/yall can just tell/I dont give a fuck whatz goinna happen will happen/only one thing I sure 'bout that Iam goinna keep rappin/& when I out Iam strappin/a knife of sum sort/when I go to tha basket ball court/cuz I never know when sum1'z goinna atack/so I alwayz gotta watch my back/& if I dont my homie'z will/they had my back & they do still/so I know bitchez might be steppin/& if they do they get to meet my weapon/stabem wit my blade & twist it slow/then gp & holla at Yo-Yo/go to Walmart & be stealin/then later we go out four wheelin/First we see my Lady then Hiz/Ill let him be alone cuz thatz hiz Biz/
Yall can tell I been gone for a minute/but I back so I gettin all up N it/& Iam back to my flowz/still ghetto wearin my brother'z clothz/but I gettin respect yo/N a red & black Ecko/after spendin a night hoe'z be limpin/still young so I alwayz pimpin/Big like Jay-Z/but I N AZ/tha Grand Canyon State/D backz made us tha Grand Slammin State/But I thinkz Giantz r tha best N base ball/Tell dis bitch ta get out my face yall/he gotta hate/so I gotta knock hiz eye straight/& make him loose tha rest of hiz vision/he goinna be eazier than devision/I aint goinna be dying/I goinna be multiplyin/like Iam a fucken rabbit/cuz I can N habbit/skillz from other MC'z/thatz Y my rapz r like a 1,000 degree'z/they hotter than tha streetz of Harlem/but wit my skillz Ill neva get hit by stardum/Ill keep being tha same ol' Kidd North I alwayz been/Big up ta Killa u still a tru friend/
YEA I BEEN GONE FO A MIN.
BUT I DONE SENT AND SIN IT.
U SAYIN THAT I GOT NO STORY TO TELL...
THASS WHEN U WRONG, U TRIPPIN, NOW U FELL.
LEMME TALK ONCE BOUT THIS GIRL I MET.
SHE HAD ME SHAKIN, FEAR, OR A THREAT,
NOW U CAN BET. SHE WAS A DOWN ASS GIRL.
SHE COULDA BEEN THA ONE TO CHANGE MY WORLD.
BUT WHEN NIGGAS START HATIN, TRYIN TO HOLLA AT YO BITCH.
THASS WHEN U GOTTA SAY "HOLD UP" STOP THAT SHIT.
AND WHEN THEY DONT QUIT, U GOTTA HIT.
OR RUN, PROTECTION, USE YO GUN,
BUT I AINT THA ONE TO FIGHT OVER A NOTCH.
IMMA KEEP DOIN MY THING, AND ROCKIN THA SPOT.
IM LIKE TWISTA, IMMA PLAY WIT YO EMOTION.
I AINT GON STOP... IMMA KEEP GOIN.
DONT RAP, IMMA BE FLOWIN.
SO DONT TRY TO HATE, OR TWIST MY MIND.
BUT I DONE SENT AND SIN IT.
U SAYIN THAT I GOT NO STORY TO TELL...
THASS WHEN U WRONG, U TRIPPIN, NOW U FELL.
LEMME TALK ONCE BOUT THIS GIRL I MET.
SHE HAD ME SHAKIN, FEAR, OR A THREAT,
NOW U CAN BET. SHE WAS A DOWN ASS GIRL.
SHE COULDA BEEN THA ONE TO CHANGE MY WORLD.
BUT WHEN NIGGAS START HATIN, TRYIN TO HOLLA AT YO BITCH.
THASS WHEN U GOTTA SAY "HOLD UP" STOP THAT SHIT.
AND WHEN THEY DONT QUIT, U GOTTA HIT.
OR RUN, PROTECTION, USE YO GUN,
BUT I AINT THA ONE TO FIGHT OVER A NOTCH.
IMMA KEEP DOIN MY THING, AND ROCKIN THA SPOT.
IM LIKE TWISTA, IMMA PLAY WIT YO EMOTION.
I AINT GON STOP... IMMA KEEP GOIN.
DONT RAP, IMMA BE FLOWIN.
SO DONT TRY TO HATE, OR TWIST MY MIND.
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