Peak hours work here for me, PO5 is dead when I play late at night and the Bastion seems like its Vegas a server that never sleeps.

I decided to bring my swag here and reroll a roflassassin so I can ninja cap myself to greatness, not to mention make people cry when I maul them 1000000000000000000 times in row.

Deuces.

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My reaction to you liking Tony Romo.

Welcome...

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I like you and your taste in rap artists please play with me and my girlfriend

I like you and your taste in rap artists please play with me and my girlfriend

I will my young swag brother in due time.

I like your style.

Welcome...

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bb come back

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I've been solo queuing a little. My sub runs out soon

SuicideSheep #1.

WOAHHHHHH!

This my thread and I AM THE DJ young swag jigga!

You best turn this **** up, nothing better even today like this classic.

Deuces.

WOAHHHHHH!

 

This my thread and I AM THE DJ young swag jigga!

 

 

You best turn this **** up, nothing better even today like this classic.

 

Deuces.

I see your classic/depressing tune and raise you an upbeat one from my favorites

I see your classic/depressing tune and raise you an upbeat one from my favorites

Good stuff, I bump with another depressing but

Good stuff, I bump with another depressing but

if you really want to stray away from Pac I suggest we start with this

Maybe you should grab a telescope to see my viewAnnotate, it's like astronomy

It ain't all about economy

So the fact that all these wack emcees is making G's don't bother me

Honestly, my number one policy is quality

Never sell my soul is my philosophy

High velocity, lyrics like Nostrodamus makin' prophecy

I told you cats a long time ago it ain't no stoppin' me

I bomb your set: that's not a threat, it's a promise

Got everybody ridin' on my wagon like the Amish

But still I never claim to be a big rap star

Cause no matter who you are, it's still Allahu Akbar

Better believe this, most rappers can't achieve this

I'm bad to the bone but X-rays can't even see this

See I'm strategic, I letcha money talk, ******** walk

While I keep it rollin' like paraplegics

Whoever's on the microphone, let it be known

You in danger, I got next like the Boston Strangler

You ain't never heard an emcee speak like this

And Rodney King ain't never felt a beat like this

Yo, check it one for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady Rock

Three for the fourth comin live, future shock

It's five dimensions, six senses

Seven firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell

Nine planets faithfully keep in orbit

with the probable tenth, the universe expands length

The body of my text posess extra strength

Power-liftin powerless up, out of this, towerin inferno

My ink so hot it burn through the journal

I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway and Myrtle

Hip-Hop past all your tall social hurdles

like the nationwide projects, prison-industry complex

Broken glass wall better keep your alarm set

Streets too loud to ever hear freedom sing

Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to dream

but you chain cats get they CHA-POW, who dead now

Killin fields need blood to graze the cash cow

It's a number game, but **** don't add up somehow

Like I got, sixteen to thirty-two bars to rock it

but only 15% of profits, ever see my pockets like

sixty-nine billion in the last twenty years

spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like

nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter black

That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the crack

Sixteen ounces to a pound, twenty more to a ki

A five minute sentence hearing and you no longer free

40% of Americans own a cell phone

so they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home

I guess, Michael Jackson was right, "You Are Not Alone"

Rock your hardhat black cause you in the Terrordome

full of hard *****z, large *****z, dice tumblers

Young teens and prison greens facin life numbers

Crack mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients

Young bloods can't spell but they could rock you in PlayStation

This new math is whippin mother****ers ***

You wanna know how to rhyme you better learn how to add

It's mathematics

round 2 from above song:

Yo, it's one universal law but two sides to every story

Three strikes and you be in for life, manditory

Four MC's murdered in the last four years

I ain't tryin to be the fifth one, the millenium is here

Yo it's 6 Million Ways to Die, from the seven deadly thrills

Eight-year olds gettin found with 9 mill's

It's 10 P.M., where your seeds at? What's the deal

He on the hill puffin krill to keep they belly filled

Light in the *** with heavy steel, sights on the pretty **** in life

Young soldiers tryin to earn they next stripe

When the average minimum wage is $5.15

You best believe you gotta find a new ground to get cream

The white unemployment rate, is nearly more than triple for black

so frontliners got they gun in your back

Bubblin crack, jewel theft and robbery to combat poverty

and end up in the global jail economy

Stiffer stipulations attached to each sentence

Budget cutbacks but increased police presence

And even if you get out of prison still livin

join the other five million under state supervision

This is business, no faces just lines and statistics

from your phone, your zip code, to S-S-I digits

The system break man child and women into figures

Two columns for who is, and who ain't *****z

Numbers is hardly real and they never have feelings

but you push too hard, even numbers got limits

Why did one straw break the camel's back? Here's the secret:

the million other straws underneath it - it's all mathematics

back in a time when flamboyant meant bad ***, and papes meant money

The other night around 8 P.M

Pockets crazy slim, jumped out the gray BM

Went to the ATM, took a thou' out

Then later on I had to wild out

In the club, knock some coward and his pal out

Then afterwards went to the restroom, pissed Cristal out

Now I'm thinkin - which chick number I could dial out

Cause it's L, the Harlem pimp baby, for real

I got more dimes than that Sprint lady

And that's ill, playa haters be givin me harsh looks

But I'm tryin to sell records like Garth Brooks

So eff 'em all, when it's cold I throw the skelly on

Illegal chips keep my celly on

Mega-ice is what I'm heavy on

If it ain't Cristal boo, I guess it's Perignon

If the na-na's too tight, I throw some jelly on

Yo try to tax and watch the nine mill burst

I've been off the scene over three years

And cats is still thirst - to hear Big L drop an ill verse

So all you unsigned cats that want to battle;

Get a deal first - I sport the bulletproof, fitted hat

That attitude - you better get rid of that

Wherever you floss is where you gon' get it at

What? I stay strapped, I go to sleep with my steel

Makin figures while you broke cats keepin it real

L is rap's most livest cat

I'm gettin stacks while you askin people

"Do you want fries with that?"

I rob **** in the staircase, no mask, bare-faced

The one police wouldn't dare chase

Keep my gear laced - do I walk around without papes? No way pal

Word up - my money longer than the OJ trial

Dis thread got some flavor, nice hits there.

If I stray away from Pac and need lyrics,

Then I remember in a era with Pac there was genius lyrics waiting to be heard and listened too..

Now this new age got some young swag, but when I heard this jigga and his pain I was

Deuces.

Dis thread got some flavor, nice hits there.

 

If I stray away from Pac and need lyrics,

 

Then I remember in a era with Pac there was genius lyrics waiting to be heard and listened too..

 

Now this new age got some young swag, but when I heard this jigga and his pain I was

 

Deuces.

ill check those out later , clicked em all and haven't heard of any of those artists loll

all my rap music is on my PC which I never play music on, i will transfer it over soon

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.....lol.

ill check those out later , clicked em all and haven't heard of any of those artists loll

You in for a treat then, all 3 of them are off the chain my jigga.

.....lol.

Whats so funny, you think that gif of Morde is funny brah?

You think he funny like a clown brah?

Wanna flex at me brah?

You don't want none brah.