We should get a UMVC 3 group going 
ronnie's official rhyme scheme/multisyllable/technical/lyrical/comparison/appreciation thread
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And what exactly is real competition? The only people still playing online in ranked are hardcore tournament players.
the rhyme king
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Pinyapplesuckas
He's A Good Man
one of the few songs he didnt let the lil homies ruin
California love part motherfukkin 2 without gay azz dre
I remember those "he's still alive theories"...he had Jordans in the video that weren't out at the time of his death... everyone was like yooooo
I remember those "he's still alive theories"...he had Jordans in the video that weren't out at the time of his death... everyone was like yooooo
the rhyme king
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i got rd but not by much
I keep it realer than most, I know you feeling it
Cristal on ice, I like to toast, I keep on spilling it
Bone crushers I keep real close, I got the skill for this
On my back the flyest clothes, looking ill as shyt
Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bytch
And then you die, but for now, life, close your eyes and feel this dikk
And then you die, but for now, life, close your eyes and feel this dikk
Since diapers, had nothing to live for like them lifers but
Making sure every nikka stay rich within my cipher
We paid the price to circle us, success – they turned my mic up
I'm 'bout to hit these nikkas with some shyt that'll light ya life up
If every nikka in your clique is rich, your clique is rugged
Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches
I hope you fools choose to listen, I drop jewels, bust it
These are the rules I follow in my life, you gotta love it
Jiggy-Jigga looking gully in the joint
If y'all nikkas ain't talking 'bout large money, what's the point?
I keep it realer than most, I know you feeling it
Cristal on ice, I like to toast, I keep on spilling it
Bone crushers I keep real close, I got the skill for this
On my back the flyest clothes, looking ill as shyt
Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bytch
And then you die, but for now, life, close your eyes and feel this dikk
And then you die, but for now, life, close your eyes and feel this dikk
Since diapers, had nothing to live for like them lifers but
Making sure every nikka stay rich within my cipher
We paid the price to circle us, success – they turned my mic up
I'm 'bout to hit these nikkas with some shyt that'll light ya life up
If every nikka in your clique is rich, your clique is rugged
Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches
I hope you fools choose to listen, I drop jewels, bust it
These are the rules I follow in my life, you gotta love it
Jiggy-Jigga looking gully in the joint
If y'all nikkas ain't talking 'bout large money, what's the point?
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goat troll
the rhyme king
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I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessey holders and old school nikkas, then I be dissin a unofficial that smoke woolie thai
I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fukk who's the liver
My man put the battery in my back, a difference from Energizer
Sentence begins indented with formality
My duration's infinite, moneywise or physiology
Poetry, that's a part of me, retardedly bop
I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop, straight off the block
I reminisce on park jams, my man was shot for his sheep coat
Chocolate blunts make me see him drop in my weed smoke
It's real, grew up in trife life, did times or white lines
The hype vice, murderous nighttimes, and knife fights invite crimes
Chill on the block with Cognac, hold strap
with my peeps that's into drug money, market into rap
No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler, I guess that means peace
For nikkas no sheisty vice to just snipe you
Hennessey holders and old school nikkas, then I be dissin a unofficial that smoke woolie thai
I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fukk who's the liver
My man put the battery in my back, a difference from Energizer
Sentence begins indented with formality
My duration's infinite, moneywise or physiology
Poetry, that's a part of me, retardedly bop
I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop, straight off the block
I reminisce on park jams, my man was shot for his sheep coat
Chocolate blunts make me see him drop in my weed smoke
It's real, grew up in trife life, did times or white lines
The hype vice, murderous nighttimes, and knife fights invite crimes
Chill on the block with Cognac, hold strap
with my peeps that's into drug money, market into rap
No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler, I guess that means peace
For nikkas no sheisty vice to just snipe you
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Vagina Thief
Your mother has nuts
what about It was written? Surley nas was spittin on a whole nother level don't you agree?
it can't only be me? It was the better cd.
it can't only be me? It was the better cd.
the rhyme king
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what about It was written? Surley nas was spittin on a whole nother level don't you agree?
it can't only be me? It was the better cd.
no sir
intilectual recipricol
Killin fake hip hop
i got all other rappers over naS imo
You're the absolute worst poster on the internet