Write a short Verse

[LandryFieldsDad]

I kill em easier than girls in the bar on father's day
They bars is like something Nicki minaj would say
Let us pray I hope help's on the way
These nikkas is 2 steps from wearing lingerie

 

[Taadow]

I kill em easier than girls in the bar on father's day
They bars is like something Nicki minaj would say
Let us pray I hope help's on the way
These nikkas is 2 steps from wearing lingerie

...droppin' EPs, none checkin' for a longer play.
elementary - their rhymes too young today.
they need to get big and mature
Actin' bullish, but that explains all the manure.
Al B Sure niccas need to get off on their own
instead of lookin' for another hot rapper to clone.
But that's what happens when you're rappin' for a check -
you can get that anyway if you rap to get wreck.
And all y'all niccas can't be moguls.
And all y'all broads singing can't be Total.
And since you got less bars than a flip T-Mobile,
what you probably might be is local!

Buyaka.

 

[EASTATLJERU]

east atlanta nikka thought i told ya
riding in my old school nova, listening to old school hova
in my lifetime.... im having cashmere thoughts
told the cashier fukk how much this cashmere cost
got a louis vuitton duffle, u nikkas cant knock my hustle
no regrets up in the game its just the way ya cards get shuffled
now im workin fukk a cubicle, paper cutting my cuticle
its politics as usual, since 2010 we stopped ridin on 22's
i got the antidote im doper than a gram of coke
and aint no nikka ever gonna stop me nither friend or foe
move work in savannah but the grammer from atlanta hoe
from bouldercrest to candler road that hammer by the camera phone
you sweeter than a cantelope p*ssy i see ya camel toe
so bring it on.... you'll be leaking if you blinking wrong
das just da evils in a nikka got me thinking wrong
after dem dead presidents so i dont think at all
cuz if its on my plate then nikka ima eat it all
but can i live without my condo at the twelve??
well i wouldnt wanna throw away the pots and the scales
got a bytch named michelle she was brooklyns finest
she like to suck dikk and cook fa-ji-tas
i mean fajitas smoke reefer and she just turned legal wen i beat it
dont run from the pain, busted 18 times she was coming of age
keep a glove on my thang but i still son lames
i know you feeling it louis v on my ligaments
wood grain im wheeling it, weapons we be concealing it
my ceiling gone the synonym is roof-less
steak house ruthcris im ruthless
sipping on sum 80 proof that ass fat in them diasy dukes
bytch hop inside this navy coupe, candy paint like a baby ruth
we pull them whips out like a baby tooth
0-13 camero or the malibu from 82

 

[jdashmaj]

nikka.... I drop lyrics faster kung fu kicks
or back flips in Gordan Lui flicks
I'm sick, you can bring your whole team prick
and you can get your whole team stripped
and robbed for they chips
young jawns be like yo Maj take me to the prom
not knowing I'm old enough to be the nikka that skeeted in they mom
Ol school cats be saying you think you the bomb
but I'm so fly I'm in outer they be screaming "Orbelious look it's Unicron"
but um,
back to this planet dammit, I manage to damage, and take any advantage,
from any vantage, I spot you you'll be bandaged,
and then you'll vanish,
I got an appetite for destruction and nikka I'm famished

 

[Cuban Pete]

Me and my bytch smoke a gang of trees
Pop a dolphin like we both Japanese
I'm high as fukk and I'm rollin
Make a weird flick with her - Chris Nolan
Blacked out Rolly looking like Mighty Morph' ...
Diamonds Jump Around like Whitey Ford
Been swagged out since like 94
My whip game crazy - Psyche Ward

 

[LilJuicyTaco]

the most potent, rhyme the coldest spit and froze lips -12
roll spliffs and blow piff from whole sticks to roaches -11
Chronic drips on fingertips so I use roach clips -12
flowed sick last Friday, even Smokey knows this -11
24 k bars I got old pics with gold bricks -12
fans quote this and they voted I'm the dopest -11
opponents try to battle and get their throat's slit -12
poets get roasted by a dosage of voltage -12
verses take you for the ride of your life.....road trips -12
get hit with a bold diss and dismissed like old chicks- 12

- Lyrically technical rounding lines down to the nearest decimal
utilizing trigonometry mathematics for rap addicts

 

[Shadow King]

Climbing from bricks with some prominent ribs.
Dominant kid, small team on some conglomerate shyt.
Mink feeling crushed in my terroritial budget.
The path to that cash's disgusting, but I trust it.
B&E on labs to defrost wives.
Only girls I'd ever love are from the Ninth Lost Tribe.
My tongue like warm knives, Hell razor for the paper.
Homes in Montenegro for my mother as a favor.

 

[observe]

Soon as the sun sets thats when my lungs stretch
Breathing in to the nite till she's undressed
She's a villain she speaks about gun threats
Pulling licks downtown kinda like tongue sex
She painted me a rainbow on our nite walks
Blue and red lights, yellow tape, and white chalk
I'm soothed by her kiss when I move thru the mist
She throws her shadow on me like the moon was eclipsed
I'm standing on a cliff looking down at a city
It's a valley of death where stars don't shine really
I sit back as I peer thru the black
Navigating thru the nite sky the stars are my map
And when I point in the air, then I summon it
Anointed to the heir now here comes the mother ship
Sweet chariot take me away
Chasing the sun till we break day......at nite we play

 

[EASTATLJERU]

I burn gas like foreign cars, in my chambers like holocaust
You all are soft, my bytch is harder she keep two pistols like Laura croft
Real nikkas ain't falling off, Ima be dead fresh in my afterlife
My hoes go both ways like hazard lights, don't say jack but I got da vanna white
All my coli nikkas hungry wit a appetite, Oreo Chevrolet das black n white
Ima pimp make ya bytch buy me Gladys knight's
But we never hold hands, I got bars like I sold xans
Bands ill make her slow dance
Ain't no telling the amount of karats on the ice da chain make it snow man
And I pull up like I ain't potty trained, wear zanotti frames
More ice than a hockey game me and you we are not the same
Whip black big lips.... African American wats happenin I'm arrogant
Cuz I'm da bomb like a terrorist and your bytch was on my couch like a therapist
I'm fukkin up your marriages

 

[IronFist]

yall know what to do brehs

 

[Shadow King]

CROOKED I NEW WEST ANTHEM INSTRUMENTAL - YouTube

yall know what to do brehs

Studying the modern Antebellum that we dwell in.
Nobody selling, sensitivity versus knuckleheads yelling
Everything's in cycles.
Like laundered finances, I guess I'll try antics.
Two-man nomadic band on a foreign bandwidth.
Fukk the treasure, we want the whole damn ship.
Prophesized to philosophize proper ties.
That bind the women, rough sounds, and karma vibes.
Filthy comfort girls scared of the penis.
When I'm the cleanest, oh well, fukk 'em, those fukkin demons.
Blood enemic, cold niqqa, I show niqqas.
How to use they mind in the game like old pitchers.
Never black or white, this world is no old picture.
Undrafted rookie going All-Pro, niqqa.
Versatile, slow sipping or guzzle it fast.
Feverish for Latinas with the bubbly azz on stick figures.
My clique different, get with it.
Tapes hard-body like the get-fit business.
Chinese firms, my niqqa he got work.
Got crushed chalk, syrup, got purp.
I want him to see peace instead of a Glock's burst.
Thus, I crush snares, make hoes drop, twerk.
Till my whole city pause like when Rose got hurt.
I feel like Augustus when Julius got murked.
Crown in the waiting chamber, the game's in danger.
Tussle with my doubts, shrug it off and play with anger.
Flow like Water that's Holy on sacred bangers.
Praise to The Highest, Zeus or Osiris.
Whatever you call Him, I better be balling.
If you tryna buy my soul, I'll leave you dead in the market.
Cruel, too, dump your body, just your head in the coffin.
Robin Hood of the 9-7-Trey goes retarded...Doc.

 

[Shadow King]

Ya'll niqqas in here nice though



EDIT: My Internet fukked up I can't dap ya'll

 

[DosCadenaz]

Sittin in the back of the class
im actin classless
pattin’ girls asses, eye fukkin as they walk past this
young muhfukka
he a beast
better recognize
cuz he come packin the heat like chili chedder fries
and im... mr. to’ up from the flo’ up spittin ever so sickly
my flow so potent like po’in a fo’ oh of Mickey’s
spottin bytches rockin dikkies they want my dikk the shyt is crazy
I fukk em with no condoms now got mo problems than jay-z
play me? This aint Atari Sony Xbox, you get x’d out like tic tac toe on the sidewalk
nah I ain’t a murderer, but murder beats for dirt cheap
got birdies hotter than the 3rd degree tryna chirp me

 

[TrifeGod]

Intro to The Coli, sniffin' Nutmeg, I'm the One, Almost Saturday Nite, No Shadows, See A Ghost and Deini, At the Apollo Booin' The Kids who Go Against The Grain, No Matter The Age Buck 50s, Stay Mighty Healthy, End Up Like Woodrow The Base Head, Stay True To Life and In The Future Say We Made It, Or Fall to The Stroke of Death, This is the Iron's Theme, Malcolm would be Happy, Knowledge, Who Would You fukk? That's Childs Play, End Up Burnt and Haunted By Cherzchez LaGhost, Read The Wu Banga 101 Raekwon was Clyde Smith Ill Skit Ended with Iron's Theme...The Conclusion



Crown Me King

 

[Slaimon Khan Shah]

DO YOUR BEST IN LIFE.
HOW MANY WIFE.