check my rap?
May 25th, 2010 by admin | 6 Comments | Filed in Polls & Surveysthis be ya boy silly big man, i cook raw, niggas hell ill cook yall, from east side this how we ball, rise to tha top while the haters fall, creep and crall like a bug, snitchin? find yaself under a rug, 6 feet underground, tephlon trepound on the bus, greyhound. I got yellow diamond sin my ears, call them lemonheads, lemon red, end up dead iced out like winnipeg gemstones flintstones, you can say im friends with fred. Niggas dont push me, you want some of this? pop ya head like a bottle of criss, take a piss, then give it to a modelin bitch. Yes sir please confess, just say silly big man is tha best, when ya see the rest, you will know they need a rest, foolish cowards always wearin a vest, causin real hustlas to aim for they neck. Yo, how dope is this, teach you how to rope a chick, what you want man? coke or piff…i got it all..smoke or sniff. Like an old man ya bones is stiff, nervous, made u that way on purpose cuz when i pop the mac, bullets a round, through ya back
couldnt fit the rest..here it is..
I stay intact, dumpin led in ya back like pencils, drawin stuff on ya home like an artist and stencils. I’m from where nicky barnes got rich as fuck, like me and my girl switch, top ta bottom, crack head stuffed and robbed em. its like im castin magic like a wizard, my flow and words so harsh and cold, like a blizzard, my tongue, longer then a lizard, yeah the ladies like that, make me wanna bite at that. Man im gonna keep it fresh, like the parannas eat ya flesh dont get ya self in a mess, dont come around my streets u get smacked with the 9 it wont be pretty, call me paper boy makin songs with diddy, nah not donkey kong i mean puff daddy, bang that ho so hard, “thats enough, daddy!” I know yall is mad at me but please confess…just say im the best.
ya ya i hear ya…a rewrite would be nice aight..but any one makin fun of me on dis..lemme see yall do better..
Tags: Lemonheads, Nicky Barnes, Puff Daddy


