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:) k this is my opening rap


just cos im welsh doesnt mean u can hate, i instigate, flip and rip. Im the welsh white guy the an axe, ripping you balls like the rich fat guy after his tax, im a bad *** m
 
Tongue kissing, steady humpin, trying to accomplish something
before the bitches and the playa haters jump in, frontin
Late night reminiscing, everybody's quiet
I think something in the air, prepare for the riot
In padlocks and my socks, tied to the bed frame
I touch her thug love, but they got my head in pain
Started a war but now I'm gone
release me to the streets in the morning its on

Grab my gat, locate my comrads
Lets get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get the money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone
Soon as I get home

not much rhmein but hey lol
 
years and years of that rough life
runnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife
and livin trifed on the regular
bokin out competitors
see them take a move and take them down like a ****** preditor
get in trouble everyday in school
act a fool
and you know i had to break every rule
showin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep
so i had to watch my back when it was time to step
kick'em the game
it's all the same
i kick it back yo
give'em slack yo
and now they lable me tha mack yo
release some realistic with my biscuit
you know you get your *** twisted so run for cover
me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust
so if your on nigga look for the guage to bust
a lot of pressure with the street fame
it's a deep game
 
Yo son when I come up in the peice
your *** betta' run//

Unless you wanna get aquainted
your dome to my gun//

Aiight kid letz have some fun
(gun shots) Yo Nik C aint Done//

Thatz a game ova' son
I gave you tha chance ta run//

But did ya listen
nah' youz to dumb//

You should of listened to ya friends
when they screamed "run ***** run"//

Now you under tha soil couldnt afford a coffin
so they wrapped your *** up in tin foil//

I hate to spoil the plot but
damn ***** i'll take every shot I got//

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DonTonberry said:
Ye Olde Pimp Donald Had A Farm,
He Hi He Hi *****,
And On That Farm He Had Some Girls,
He Hi He Hi *****,
With A Quick Suck Here,
And A Quick **** There,
Quicky Suck,
Quicky ****,
These Sluts Would Even **** A Duck,
Old Pimp Donald Have A Farm,
HE HI HE HI WHOREEEEEEEEEEEEE


by far the best effort here
 
Im been haughted by the ghosts of dead rappers from both coasts
Puting out hours long after they decomosed

So there lyrics are a lil behind at times
but how do they get the dead to right ryhmes

Song after song on the radio i hear
Is by a guy who died in the yester years

But its the best i hear of all the crap on the air
its pritty sad when u compare it to those who still breathin the air

i been looking for a deal since i wrote up this song
now i finaly realise what im been doing wrong

its not my cheesy beats or that my lyrics arnt strong
its the simple fact i been living to long

dead rappers got records flying off the shelf
so i might get a deal if i kill my self

that might pritty much garenty my air place
but i dont think id be able to enjoy the extra pay

it blows me away what the dead are acheving
silly me thought id be tuff to rapp while im still breathin

Dont u no being dead seems to be the way to go
Look there is another dead rapper on the radio

bam took me ages to do that lol
 
nice 1 Tup's I liked that one :)

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I take out ma gun, so u better run//
if u dont, u gonna be chattin with big pun//
so dont come here and play hard son//

man, u like a *****, and im like jack tha ripper//
but da problem 4 u is, dat im i ten times quicker//

u coming here and tryin' 2 diss me//
but u gonna get Waxed and throwen like a frissbee//

now this aint black magic this is white magic//
why u talkin about dicks all da time, u must be a faggot//

im tha one who rockz tha mike//
while u practice ur rhymes like a eric sermon look-a-like//
now u know.... when u see me u should take a hike//

so dont come here and play hard//
u messin with me u gonna end up on a grave yard//

peace.

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