Ah, a melting pot of poetic talent
lets stir it up a bit, let dry, smash with mallet
maybe the shards of stew will make delicious crackers
Would they go good with mary jane? Let me ask her.

Haha.

I'll write one about my trip last night

Refreshing, all consumed, four times ten.
600 milligrams, time to leave my den
quite the warm shower, let water drip freely
relaxation , aqeuous masturbation, my smile is peeling
Ima lie in my bed and let dissociatition creep, truly breathing
Mind and body collapsing only to collide again, conciousness teething.
Kaliedoscopic imagery punched me in my face
respirating bedroom, my minds already lost this race
I might as well quit, and let take over
I am a being, I am real, I am my personal lord.

You play gangster but u really just a bitch,
I wright my ryhmes minutes after you snitch,
you could say you move drugs or chop blocks,
Only reason you have the truth in this lyrical shit cause you work with the cops,
Your still in school so you couldent have learned your lessin,
To young to know its your own life with what your messin.
I use to wright rhymes but now hateing you has made this a passion,
the boiz on the street .. have your skull to be bashin.
I'll take your head of the pavement. GIVE YOU REAL CONCRETE THOUGHTS!
see how much you sayin when the ambulance comes,
Imma spit freely no need to run,
I'll sit back and watch you till you bleedin and Ur DONE!
--
are there no decent opponents out here? psilo wanna try me? NO BEEF

Quote from nicolewhitty

You play gangster but u really just a bitch,
I wright my ryhmes minutes after you snitch,
you could say you move drugs or chop blocks,
Only reason you have the truth in this lyrical shit cause you work with the cops,
Your still in school so you couldent have learned your lessin,
To young to know its your own life with what your messin.
I use to wright rhymes but now hateing you has made this a passion,
the boiz on the street .. have your skull to be bashin.
I'll take your head of the pavement. GIVE YOU REAL CONCRETE THOUGHTS!
see how much you sayin when the ambulance comes,
Imma spit freely no need to run,
I'll sit back and watch you till you bleedin and Ur DONE!
--
are there no decent opponents out here? psilo wanna try me? NO BEEF

U CNT SPEEL
U RLY SMELL
U LIEK, NEED LESSONS ON DIS SHIT,
CUZ U SPELLIN' "RIGHT" WITH UR ARMPIT, PIT, PIT..
WITH UR ARMPIT, PIT, PIT.

It's about time you settle yourself down,
You're actin like a clown.
You make me laugh, thinking you can produce a rhyme,
Like you've done the crime.
I can't rap for shit,
But I know this..
YOU TYPE WITH YOUR ARMPIT, PIT, PIT.

Seriously though, this thread is ****ing hilarious.

Thread needs more Eli Porter

I came to this site when I was ten years old
And what I loved most it had so much soul
someone said, you are such a n00b, and I know you don't know me- but,
My name is shanto and, I like to blow kids and,
From that point I tried to blow him off,
some came from outta town I tried to throw him off,
They all act tough, he tried to tow em off,
And make em straighten up their act, cause he thought they were soft,
all they did was ban him hard.

no.

Quote from nicolewhitty

You play gangster but u really just a bitch,
I wright my ryhmes minutes after you snitch,
you could say you move drugs or chop blocks,
Only reason you have the truth in this lyrical shit cause you work with the cops,
Your still in school so you couldent have learned your lessin,
To young to know its your own life with what your messin.
I use to wright rhymes but now hateing you has made this a passion,
the boiz on the street .. have your skull to be bashin.
I'll take your head of the pavement. GIVE YOU REAL CONCRETE THOUGHTS!
see how much you sayin when the ambulance comes,
Imma spit freely no need to run,
I'll sit back and watch you till you bleedin and Ur DONE!
--
are there no decent opponents out here? psilo wanna try me? NO BEEF

Alright, should we have like a given topic, and we each come up with a rap about it?