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| Hip Hop Shoppe | Started by: RourkeyRourke on Jan 19, '09 15:12 |
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since i left all you rappers been shitty lol boss or you can call me elite true thug bustin slugs true king ta da street inhale my words but take it slow cuz they colder then snow fixin to be wide in this rap game like ben wallaces fro lol im tired of rappin againts weaklings |
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| Reply by: LuckyLuciano at Jan 19, '09 18:02 | |
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| someone diss me plz so i got a reason other then 100k to rap for | |
| Reply by: LuckyLuciano at Jan 19, '09 18:06 | |
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lucky your pretending ya tryna be rocky you goin have to pop me to stop me im so far ahead u cant see me you wish u could be me my flows mix so easy like bricks and graffiti get money so easy my pockets get greedy your girl wants to breed me she works like a squeege fuck all yall rhymes u aint gettin off easy i stay in the trap with a strap this aint tv i try to be cool but if ya decieve me bloods oozin like sap from ya back u cant beat me |
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| Reply by: whitty at Jan 19, '09 18:14 | |
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I'm trying to keep mine related to mafia life, but it seems like this is going way too OOC. Let ripe one more time so I can collect my money and be on my way. I keep my eyes on a theif. And my ears to the streets. And my nose on some weed. And my voice on a beat. See the chose is in me. So I choose to break rule, take a look you'll see. I come around in yo town. Cut yo throat, take yo coke. If it's cold then I might take yo coat. Gotta dime (fine lady) and she fine. Take yo hoe. Gotta dime (bag of weed) it's some pine (good weed) take yo dope. I wanna smoke. Cuz I'ma Warrior. Cuz I stayed hard and played parts like Mel Gibsen in Braveheart. Man I'm real and I told-ya. Don't get killed like a young Iraqi soldier. Playing cool, like we Kosher. Man I wear a mug (mean look) cuz I'm suppose-to. And grip the grain (streets) like Folgers. You can catch me in the Locals. And I always stay focus. And got a one-of-a-kind dick, girls call me brain-poker! Sorry I went way to OCC. Rourkey give me my money. *heads to crowd with arms folded and a mean mug* |
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| Reply by: JamaicanDon_Marley at Jan 19, '09 18:16 | |
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LuckyLuciano you aint worth my time You should be trying to loose your virginity Instead of trying to spit rhyme Sit the fuck down because you are a disgrace now watch me skoot all over yer nans face Acutie steps back and squeezes her succulent breasts How YOU Doing... |
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| Reply by: Acutie at Jan 19, '09 18:22 | |
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kk time to go hard... Choppa shells church bells if you fuckin wit mine im from the city of hard knocks where you walk clutchin yo nine from behind no way not even popin a stray ima keep my shit precisely on any fool in my way pay up or ill lay you down on the cold hard ground sneak up in yo crib without makin a sound wake you up put the gun ta yo face have you open the safe after that then yo name is erased |
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| Reply by: LuckyLuciano at Jan 19, '09 18:34 | |
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*in a daze looking at Acutie boobs* Damn-it I tell you! Damn-it! *small piece of slob falls out of Marley's mouth* |
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| Reply by: JamaicanDon_Marley at Jan 19, '09 18:38 | |
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| anyone eles? | |
| Reply by: LuckyLuciano at Jan 19, '09 19:02 | |
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| I am still waiting on my reply Luciano. | |
| Reply by: Acutie at Jan 19, '09 19:05 | |
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This shit is quite funny listenin to you clowns talkin all out yo ass actin like you runnin the town ya niggas is all wack though fugazi as hell typin up all your written shit diggin in the archives as well come with some real shit yo spit like you retarded or break the fuck out, head home and say that you just been martyred in the name of wackness cause your rhymin is trash and make sure you tell everyone that BK got in that ass |
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| Reply by: bkstyle at Jan 19, '09 19:06 | |
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| lol out of all the people bk you was the sorry fareal and i didnt write nuttin | |
| Reply by: LuckyLuciano at Jan 19, '09 19:08 | |
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| weakiest i mean | |
| Reply by: LuckyLuciano at Jan 19, '09 19:09 | |
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honestly i gotta give a hand to my man marley. hes got that southern styleas im more of a northern but i like that southern shit and bkstyle that clown is wack his whole perspective is offline somebody give that clown a nap |
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| Reply by: whitty at Jan 19, '09 19:15 | |
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Uh, Uh, What, What Rourkey you step to the crown, it's like tilting at windmills I shot a load on your mom's stomach and then replaced her window sills Your rhymes are limp, like Acute when he sees you in the locker room So here I am coming hard, putting a stir in his pants like a Spring bloom My words are lead bullets, my mouth is the musket, I'm spitting them out, unlike your lovely mother who swallows when she sucks it Except when she gets a little dribble down the front of her chin Had to wipe it off like the Gerber baby with his big grin Next she needed antacid, because when I blow it's like fire She sang out in protest, sounded like boys' choir I left out the back after another roll in hay I kissed your mother goodnight, she was asleep without sway I had fun with your mother, even though she was porky But oops, my mistake, 9 months later came Rourkey So now here you are, the prince to the throne But the King is still breathing, Son, I won't throw you a bone Your flow is still sloppy my boy, and I don't mean to be glib But you should follow the steps of your lovely mother and start wearing a bib |
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| Reply by: ThomasRourke at Jan 19, '09 19:35 | |
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*sitting in the crowd* *laughs* Your right Whitty. BK was a little time waste-ing-ish, but good writing is hard to see unless you're a good writer. I actually freestyled those, but that's besides the point. Good job Whitty, Rourkey, and all others. *heads over to Rourkey* *puts hand out* |
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| Reply by: JamaicanDon_Marley at Jan 19, '09 19:37 | |
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*Walks ove pushing everyone aside* Ahem Keep act'n like you rep da boogy down bronx... I come frome the land of the honky tonk... So if ya cant walk dat walk dont talk dat talk... Keep talk'n dat shit and ill split ya dome... Smake ya ass up and send ya home... Ya come ta battle me ya better where ya vest... Cause ya cant free style wit a slug in ya chest... Dats what'll happn' if i give it my best... I flow like a convoy, dis mic is my toy Scream it out loud and proud bad ass black boy... yall scared ta see me on da mic cause i might say somthing ya might not like, like i'm da great black... Yo, if hind site's 20/20 you should have ya eyes riped out and glued to ya ass... So you can look back in da past & see how bad i just spanked dat ass... I ain't try'n to win dis battle i'm all ready da best... So i'ma catch my breath and let you finish da rest... *walks ac out of the room with a Smirk on his face* |
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| Reply by: Sonic at Jan 19, '09 19:49 | |
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| wtf you wack to | |
| Reply by: LuckyLuciano at Jan 19, '09 20:06 | |
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Hahaha I was bored just had to throw somn in there. Real talk though I like whitty and marley shit the best. But whats with all the parenthesis expalainin ya slang. It be different if it was some real regional shit but ya explainin shit like dime & mug lol. If they dont catch it then they aint gon catch it nahmean? |
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| Reply by: bkstyle at Jan 19, '09 20:08 | |
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i like the vibe in here so heres some more i guess i cant explain it but the hustlins jus apart of me the thug stays in my veins i feel it pumpin through my arteries catch me in the hood smokin bumpin to tha carter 3 i love a pretty bitch but see the moneys at the heart of me an u aint got the heart of me quit actin like ya hard as me you starin like your scarin me i dont care i came prepared for beef ruger sittin on the seat im aiming for ya chest an teeth u dont want know parts from me ya pictures on ya homies tee its kinda real where im from,gangsta's out here tossin kids tha strong smell of either from the coke is coming through the lid im a clapper when it comes to the fight im out here dumpin clips a hustla an my coke is so white its like im bleachin bricks i know im sick,haters can jump off my dick ima have to end this quick not that i cant stop and think but ima need another drink i kno i kno i got something wrong with me. |
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| Reply by: whitty at Jan 19, '09 23:37 | |
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| Hip hop is a music genre and cultural movement which developed in New York City during the 1970s primarily among African Americans and Hispanic and Latino Americans. i understand we are still at the 1940's.. | |
| Reply by: subayloco23 at Jan 19, '09 23:51 | |
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