Originally Posted by Virbius
Im the leader of the party like Keir Starmer
A clear charmer. I love the reflection that the mirror garners
Want beef? Im a steer farmer
This blade here? Harms, sir & and will pierce armor
Im what you fear, partner..
Im just sheer harder..
Next Rhyme - Bars over bullshit
Bars over bullshit,
Sheep, couch, light - I'm on that bah sofa bulb shit,
my car tho? A dumb whip,
on its arse, lowered, sunstrip,
engine from a turbocharged Nova dumped in a Mars rover gunship,
Think it's falling apart, no it's rustic,
Heart cold as love is,
In the docs overreacting like I must have SARS both my nuts itch,
Balls powdered, wrapped in paper like I'm cart-loading muskets
Next rhyme: Vitalist
I’m nice an’ polite an’ shit.
I’m such a romantic poet, it’d get Byron pissed.
Ay, wait, I’ll recite a bit:
Y’all fucked up cunts, like vaginal cysts.
I gave your girl an STD as a bridal gift.
I'm into nuttin’, like a nihilist.
I’m the type to kick podiatrists.
Nah I ain’t into violent shit, and if anyone says otherwise I’ll fucking fight the prick.
So hot my rhyme books are a fire risk; any line of this might ignite the shit like a lighter’s lit.
It’s quite legit.
Fine, I might’ve lied a bit. I write the scripts on the back of my libel writs.
Yo, I’m dressed head to toe in designer drip...
And I’m the guy that designed the kit, it’s an Asda trackie that’s kinda nicked, customised with gravy stains from my pie and chips.
I work from nine to six
-minutes, then it’s time to quit and go home for a giant hit,
I dropped an e, and my life went from shite to shit.
Spiral twist, titan’s fist, vinyl skipped, size of it, tighter fit, Bible skits, pirate ships, Zionist scientists... see I had a whole load of rhymes for this, but I admit, I can’t be arsed to write lines for the entire list, so fuck it, this is the final bit.
Next rhyme: Pomegranate
That shite to shit bar was a Bobby Dazzlet,
I tapped Paul's pockets then I took Polly's packet,
Saw Molly pass the Mandy on to Janet who put it in her gillet n I told John to jack it,
Seen so much it's bludstronics, faggit,
Still old school when I rock it, granite,
Short tempered I play hit it, bop it, twat it, fix it, hit it, drop it, smash it,
Gosh golly dangit,
I don't force it with a bitch if I want to tap it,
Prey on em 5 times a day like I was Islamic,
Long dick n fuck a lot I'm like an ostrich-rabbit,
I came to raise eyebrows and modest panic then got faded & lean like soft italics,
I battle Polish MCs n get a Don DeMarek,
Beats make em nod like oxycontin addicts,
I got a strap from 2000 and it's not a classic,
But still that shit pop it's an otzimatic
Next Rhyme: Zab Judah
Frail player
Racoon
My lyrics so hot they call me the rap shooter
Grab a bounty and proceed to blast losers
Taking prisoners alive is against my will
Dracula became a fan coz of the blood that I spill
First post on this board and y'all can tell I'm a thrill
Haters try to top me but crash down like Jack and Jill
Next rhyme: Racoon
Last edited by Krib; February 9th, 2022 at 02:33 PM
[edit: crossposted]
Zab Judah...
Of course I like Bag’s humour, coz I taught him that shit, I’m his damn tutor.
This is rap’s future. blow me, y’all obsolete as a saxtuba.
Im an iconic villain like Hans Gruber.
Vegetarian, I eat satsumas not lamb bhunas or canned tuna.
Huh...
I’m your mam’s suitor, and got a 12 inch dick, ain’t a damn rumour, so that’s a foot for a bad cougar, like, West Ham shoulda banned Zouma, pussy, I wear a pair of black Pumas and kick a pair of black pumas.
Next rhyme: Racoon
Last edited by Virbius; February 9th, 2022 at 04:58 PM
I say, if one is unfamiliar, do ask 'whom?',
Drop shells on em like a sand dune,
Lit when I rock off white like a crack spoon,
Have em sleeping with these 2 hands up n call it nap noon,
Been doing this since two thousand, and two,
Try kick it with me get red arsed like a baboon,
Catch 2 black eyes like a black dude,
My next albums called axe wounds, slack poons n collapsed wombs,
I bought an 808 & all I make is jazz tunes,
60, but still I can croon as I bang blues,
But I think hip hop'll take off mad soon so I might learn how to rap too,
Ya girls foxy but scratches a lot, like a raccoon,
Blew up in her face like the last plume of gas fumes that passed through the glass tube of the condenser in my lab room, plant food,
It stung when she got it in her eyes like shampoo,
Turned into scum after shit got hot, that's what a slag do
Next rhyme: Leave the car
Boots strapped up, we have to leave the car
Walking in circles, like "where them leaders are?"
Shit, wouldn't believe the awe..
Take a bite of this and get a teetered jaw
Blood, sweat and dirt, but got a t-shirt on
Got told I did decent job..
It's cold outside? Turn the heater off
Too broke for the meter so never keep it on
Fuck, gotta repeat the song..
I got a grind I spend my weekends on
Never was cool with seeing them bars
But on this mic, I only season raw!
Rhyme: bare minimum
Last edited by Nahlidge; February 11th, 2022 at 09:38 AM
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Leave the car, it seems bizarre how my feat surpass the bare minimum,
I’ve been to mars fast as speeding stars with sativa jars and fair diligence.
I’m snapping, I tear ligaments. I’m snapping like a snare’s sibilance.
I scare citizens, never spare innocents, when I dare militants their despair’s imminent.
Next rhyme: standard procedure
It's standard procedure for me to hand you some reefer
If you don't smoke, my bad, let me hand you some reefer
I rhymed that twice, I know, guess it's standard procedure
Shit! Now I two timed two times, this plan isn't decent
It's weak, but it's working, I could stand in her cleavage
Then pan it, left and right, while I handle her defense
Stranded, dead for writes, I'd be damned if I'm beaten
Candid, let's take flight! I'm tryna plan for the weekend...
Next rhyme: unorthodox fox trots
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My rap name should be Hungnormous Nob, God's God,
Your rap name should be Young Call The Cops Cock Block,
Ya girl wear Guutchi hot pants & Vuctorinox crop tops,
She's a crack head, standardly jumps for a rock, hop scotch,
She got your initials tramp stamped n it looks awful dot dot dot,
Super weird on a whores back like unorthodox fox trots,
Its straight charity when I hold up corner shops, pop pop,
12 guage buss, bore em off, clock watch,
I'm not a dancer til they see their front door come off, pop locks,
No gas, drag em since they wanna just talk a lot - hot rods
Next rhyme: Inconvenient
Secrets shared with corpses will remain in concealment
That's why I boldly tell you that I fuck your wife in confidence
She says your bed game is lame and incompetent
I hate fucking her but my dick is obstinate
And she's in love with it, she gives it compliments
She spreads her legs and says "You're as good as Rocco in this CUNTinent...
And if my husband hates it let him join the fifth columnists!"
Next rhyme: Nemesis
I have aligned with a symbiote pestilence
That has made my verbals more venomous
Nemesis wanna be like Mike with Olympic excellence
I can put the nine on ya back with a shooter’s emphasis
I am not Chicago Made but there is some alikeness
The way I put punks to sleep is quite magnificence
Next rhyme: antibacterial
I don't relate to these dicks, ca n'est pas penial,
I stay relatively sick, shouts my Aunty Bacterial
To all you rappers robbing bars; you're wack n that's menial,
Your love for fanny packs be real,
These fruits got me in their rounds cuz when these battle cats steal it'll
Mean there's the best in every bite like apple jack's cereal,
Speed gangsta ninja, call me Karate Dan G Whizzle,
Your vibe is more clammy hands, speak drivel, massive pants, knees little, cabbage patch, fiend dribble,
you & your dad started a rap group called D-Manic and B-Civil
Next rhyme: String quartet
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