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United States1433 Posts
A song filled with lyrics of my tears I sear into my heart what cannot depart
This is where my story begins, a bad start to play King Lear's part
I start the breath of fresh air I cannot impair the lair of the crimson stare
I cannot care, my strength corroding, forboding the damning despair
Death's sweet embrace I cannot yearn to discern what its saccharine sees in me
I cannot agree what alacrity its sagacity turns to burn at the sea
I'm an ice breather, a fight heather cannot heat the seeker
I fight neither, for I am a weak beater, a tight breather that is without sight a shrieker
I mold sadness like clay, that's all I can pray, boldness that is without a place to stay
Removed, unmoved, I am grooved to the curve I swerve to hit the curb
Rough, easy going plowing through the snowing I'm driving to the rowing
At sea I can breathe, like a tease I cannot heave to the beat I can never seat
Elite, that's what I can ensure with my greet, I beseech the teach I'm a leech
Life force is what drives, it's my crime that strives to divine the worthiness of lives
Pleasantries are malevolent, malleable to the solvent that burns as it strives
Time's up, I'm fleeting the idle beating that's gonna be greeting at the first sign of eating
Without rest I cannot detest, but even at my best I cannot arrest what wrongly wrests
The machines say I'm dying, flatlining, tears flying at the sight of my hiding
I kindly rescind my invitation to life, too much strife I reckon, too much knives to beckon
It's my reckoning, a fifth coming that's gonna be summing up my resignedly fretful sketchin'
Resentful regrets, I bent what life is left, I bereft what is left in the sieve, I cannot believe what I grieve
I'm looking for an offensive that is my best defensive for what is my best sentence to leave
I innovate, ingratiate the fate that debates what is imminent, ill advised, ill conceived, ill devised
I revise to the sages that are looking at the pages where they say my worth's been surmised
They say I'm nothing? I'm fuming for a booming that for flames consuming are catalyzed
Don't act surprised, I'm gonna be the one who reveals all who heals, guess what? He's dunzo
He's a done maniac, a brainiac that can't quite stay animated for the next attack
Brain's fadin', page's turnin' to the hatin' tradin' which my ears are partly forbadin'
Flames surgin' they're purgin' lives of innocents caught in the storm, mere worms
All that's left are the carcasses, I'm crippled with Parkinson's on sheer terms
A contract that is my life pact, in fact that is what I exact to leave for my legacy, leave it intact
Fragile soul, agile tolls that seem to roll me up like a fine bowl
Smoked, I'm broke, flammable ether that can't heat the ice neither, I'm a stone cold breather
Distant lives kept inside, juices flowin' a blowin' out the glowin' left alone destitute
All alone the beep's stopped beeping and the sweat's steeping, but I'm left on mute
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Instagram is our vietnam
I got shell shock on Tumblr
Telling the world how great I am
Has only made me humbler
Souls torn apart by the Gender War
Learning scorn, nothing more
The greatest tool we ever saw
A key part of shock and awe
Mi2 tanks in the streets
Permission scattered under feet
Skies dark with the moans of drones
Winners watch from plastic thrones
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you claim to be the Poetry Destroyer but i'll destroy you i'll kick you into touch because I know Kung-Fu in linguistics I own a belt thats black i'll leave you down and out with no chance of a comeback when it comes to dissing i'm a pro i spit it fast with a venomous flow you just can't handle the words that I spit so here's a razor now get those veins slit i bathe in the blood of all of my foes when i'm around better keep on your toes or i'll leave you dejected make you feel rejected you'll begin to wish you'd never been selected like a sure shot sniper i'll blow your mind you'll find yourself in one hell of a bind you'll be without a paddle up a certain creek my style is strong whilst yours is weak you've just been slammed by manaf O. now why don't you try and slam me
Now
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Y'all nerds need to step your multi game up. It's the year 2017--stop embarrassing yourselves with corny single syllable rhymes.
Anyhow,
I'm massing thors, I'm massing hellions
i got a massive force, to send you back to hell again
minerals and gas, I got all the elements
make your ultralisks look like retarded elephants
yo I bust raps
zergs wanna rush fast
baneling bust? I'll crush that
fuck that
counterattack
now I'm up in your base
terran versus zerg yeah i'm fucking your race
rape infested kerrigan and bust on her face
and all zerg units they seem like gays
so my medivac drop will kill your queen like AIDS
smoking 'dro and choking hoes and playing BroodWar in the frozen snow like no one knows
I'm mean when I spit it/ volatile day and night even my dream's are acidic/ dat vespene ass so fat I look lean when I hit it
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First off, let me just say I don't know how to rap
And if I ever joined a rap battle, I'd get burned, like zap
I think some people need to tone things down
So that way I can finally get that rap crown
We all know I enjoy video games
Because I really like getting the fame
And even though I never get the dames
I still like games just the same
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U say ur kind, generous and good looking
But what I see Is a douche whos a little crooked
And what was this school thinking, we took an L
We should have just stuck with Schnell
And honestly your class is a joke
You think I half ass but im fucking woke
Ok now i want you to know i'm not giving any slack
Just know what i'm about to say finna be wack
So listen up
Talkin about how you on our side
Maybe you should go home and figure it out
Or go back in time and take a different route
They only chose you because your the last on the list
You got a brain? i think its a cyst
The student will be able to
Guess what you have no clue what i can do
To be honest i’d do better in English 2
Too bad you teach it too
Ok time to address your love life
Do you really want a wife?
Or are you using her to hide the fact your gay
Wow i really hope that info didn’t blow you away
I see you always staring at the math teacher
Dreaming you could stick your hypothetical creature
All the way down his throat
Maybe you should be taking notes
So that you learn how not to piss me off
By being gay cough cough
Now your not too special
Because i'm writing this diss on you
I hated my old english teacher too
English just aint my thing see
Im white it's in my blood
I don't need your class
All you do is strain my ass
Scared of my bars
Maybe you should take the next ship to mars
And escape the hate
But you can't
It's already too late
You died… WASTED
Why don't you thank the bus driver and put your ass in the back
Im done pointing out things you lack
I hope you see everyone hates you,you fag.
O so u really thought this was done and we were just gonna let u go like this
Naw here comes the second verse
U say u come from GCA
So u think you’re all that
Last time I called a friend
He said u were the brat
The school really did take an L when they brought u here
I bet the kids at GCA only obeyed u out of fear
U probably tormented them like u do to us
I'm so sick i'm turning green
You think i'm mean?
Go picture yourself next to mr clean
We all know he's gay too
With his bald head and earing
I've got him clearing away all this hate
I'm tired of this you're the pussy
And you just got raped
ok , ok you can be a nice guy
Outside of school
But… in school i'd rather you die
Honestly the whole school sucks
So just wait till the next diss
You dirty fuck
Everyday i go home and slit my wrists
But that's ok because god will give it a little kiss
JK
I'd rather die than be alive
Going to school with this guy
I've rapped about how gay you are
Is this like the fourth page now?
And i know i keep saying i'm tired of this
But it's kinda fun writing this diss
But lets chill and listen to the chorus
I wish there was more to rap about
I'm surprised your ears aren't pierced,
Let's give him an applause or some cheers
You have three children
Pretty sure you went to a sperm bank
Better thank my grandfather
(by the way he's way hotter)
I hate the way you quiz us
With all those kahoots
Imma just be straight with ya
That shit makes me wanna kashoot myself
My deep depression has everything to do with your deep obsession with dudes
Like father like son
I hope you watch as im hung, over my hangovers
Cause all these drugs just won't help
You'll get more D than fluids in your body
Your probably dreaming of playing with yourself
NAUGHTY NAUGHTY
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By RapTheTruth
Take a dick to that face girl, then stick it your up ass that's a disgrace girl, I'm not the one talk I see girls lick it like a lollipop
They take it far in they mouth and I'm like God what's that about they tapped out on camera I'm telling ya that's not right bruh girls giving they life for people sitting behind a screen jerking tonight I'm just making these statements and clearing my rights I've seen to many girls fall like kites and wearing these tights and let's not forget the guys over here slapping girls thighs I'm saying that's not our prize it's not wise that's not how you treat a girl but wow I've seen something that's out of this world girls busting guys balls making them wish they had a sword so they can end it all but let's not forget the ones that like the pain for some reason they love to strain guys and girls that's just vain what I'm trying to say is this has put a stain on our world it's struck us with a cane wish I could have thought of God's name at the time I was ashamed to be sitting behind a computer screen watching chicks on a live stream while I'm over here stoking the beam creating the cream wishing I could unsee everything these girls want to be so please help me teach people to know it's not good to be a hoe and call it a job it's just prostitution with extra steps and preps and no bets but I think of spoke enough about these problems oh and what's with these pornstars names spring and autumn
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Hear I am without a sick rhyme to my name,
game over before I even turned to the game,
a flow as ordinary as my punches mundane,
no new kicks or dope hoodie to hide in my shame,
boarded the late train, hair still the same,
as three years ago when I started chasing the flame,
and I still haven't caught it, despite all the advances,
seems I'd rather pace it then deal with the pain,
no failed romances, no second glances,
nothing won or lost despite numerous chances,
I ask you what's so good about being a King,
answering questions about every little thing,
entertained by the jesters as they juggle and sing,
rather sit on the side than pull every string,
content to be a spectator than stand in the ring,
feigning my interest in the lies that they bring,
it's too much work to put up with so much fake,
rather to just give than wait for all the take,
but this is just the calm before that break,
try to stand firm while the earth crumbles and shakes,
try to come to terms with the fact I'll never learn,
my Sleeping Beauty will probably never wake,
couldn't write lyrics close to Em or Aesop,
not even experienced enough to name-drop,
take out pad and paper, time to make this shit pop,
having even finished a bar before I say "stop",
that's just the way, as April turns to May,
wave at my opportunities while they're passing away,
a casket is made, never was very bright,
so please just bury it in the shade,
let me hide from the light,
under a tree, for everyone to see,
"here lies potential, who was never good to me",
and on the stone write the epitaph in pen,
the same pen that failed me, again and again,
not good enough for Heaven, spare me "Amen",
But tried to be fair, even at the end,
Hell, I couldn't even properly Sin,
So I'll sit here in purgatory, waiting for my morning glory,
reborn again so I can try to finish this tragic story,
can someone please play me an intro so I can believe,
then quickly an outro so I can just pack up and leave,
Fifteen minutes is a little too long for me to stay,
give me a minute and I'll fuck up in every way,
a cautionary tale of fail and what not to say,
a dimming example of a star that never shot your way,
but I'm still here, and I'll try pick up every part,
that they tore to pieces right from the start,
leaving me with no choice but to agree,
doubt in my veins chased with insecurity,
but you see I've found the key, the doorway to home,
and I'll toss this key when I enter alone,
I don't need to see their faces when I've finally blown,
either as big as a Rockstar, or as blood hits the stone,
either way, I knew I had given it my all,
sometimes you wait and you'll never get that call,
but the man on the edge who's willing to fall,
the one who threw the dice, he's easier to recall,
and standing there idle, only your reflection your rival,
is while you and my waves will never be tidal,
it's hard to make a splash when you never move around,
and it's impossible to be lost when you never were found,
so find the ambition, create your own mission,
follow the Discussion and feign intuition,
you use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,
and escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,
I for one find
never a rhyme
that isn't without a story behind,
so this is the time, memento mori,
escape from the dark,
find morning glory
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