Spit a verse, anon.
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Spit a verse, anon.
The fact that so many books still name the Beatles as “the greatest or most significant or most influential” rock band ever only tells you how far rock music still is from becoming a serious art. Jazz critics have long recognized that the greatest jazz musicians of all times are Duke Ellington and John Coltrane, who were not the most famous or richest or best sellers of their times, let alone of all times. Classical critics rank the highly controversial Beethoven over classical musicians who were highly popular in courts around Europe. Rock critics are still blinded by commercial success. The Beatles sold more than anyone else (not true, by the way), therefore they must have been the greatest. Jazz critics grow up listening to a lot of jazz music of the past, classical critics grow up listening to a lot of classical music of the past. Rock critics are often totally ignorant of the rock music of the past, they barely know the best sellers. No wonder they will think that the Beatles did anything worthy of being saved.
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>>61401222
>gets trips
fag
Yo
Yo
Black
Ugh
Black
Ugh
Yea
Ugh
Sheeit
>>61401234
>1234
>>61401204
YEEZY YEEZY YEEZY
>>61401204
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I feel so accomplished
I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers
Herzog and Adidas, man you know they love it
If Nike ain't have Drizzy, man they wouldn't have nothin', woo!
If Nike ain't have Don C, man they wouldn't have nothin', ooh!
But I'm all for the family, tell 'em get your money
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, they line up for days
Nike out here bad, they can't give shit away
I stuck to my roots, I'm like Jimmy Fallon
I ain't dropped the album but the shoes went platinum
Every time I talk they say I'm too aggressive
I was out here spazzin', all y'all get the message?
On the field I'm over reckless, on my Odell Beckham
2020, I'ma run the whole election
I've been trending years, y'all a couple days
Yeezy in the house and we just gotta pray
Nike Nike treat employees just like slaves
Gave LeBron a billi' not to run away
10 thousand dollar fur for Nori, I just copped it
Your baby daddy won't even take your daughter shoppin'
I done wore designers I won't wear again
Make them niggas famous, they get arrogant
>>61401245
Said no one ever.
A HOOKER WALKED UP TO MY CAR TODAY,
SHE SAID "I'LL MAKE IT WORTH YOUR WHILE IF YOU GOT THE PAY,
SHE WAS LOOKIN REAL NICE,
SHE WAS A REAL HOTTIE,
BUT THAT ASS COST MORE THAN A MASERATI
JEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
ON YA KNEES DRE, DEN I UNZIP DA CUM CANNON
ON YA KNEES JAY, DEN I UNLEASH DA MAN GASM
I BLOW U THEN YA BLOW ME
THE SNOW MAN AND DREEZEE
THREE CUMS AT ONCE THATS WHAT WE CALL A TRIPLE DOUBLE
THEN WHO'S BUYING JACK IN THE BOX OH SHIT I MEANT IN N OUT FOR A DOUBLE DOUBLE
IM A RACIST
IM A RACIST
JEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHH SON
>>61401476
but it's pretty much the spirit behind modern rap
>i'm larger than life
>i'm important
>i'm rich
>i'm black
>i'm wise
>did i mention i'm black?
>i got dat
>i get dat
>i'm wise
Then you have "intelligent" rap
>i'm wise
>i'm black
>i'm wise
>i'm black
It's a total minstrel show.
>>61401204
>Yo, yo, yo! Yo, yo, yo!
>My name's anon, and I'm here to say
>That suckin' cocks ain't even gay
>'Cuz you jus' helpin' friends, and what's wrong with that?
>Help 'em out; they might help ya back!
A cup of coffee from a waitress I ain't ever met
She asked, "Are you just passing through?"
I smiled and said, "I don't know yet."
I walked around the town square
Down the street to where
I met the preacher and the old courthouse man
Yeah, nothing helps you start again like
Old boots, new dirt, no reminders
I've got a feeling this town will get me over her
You've been through what I've been through, man
Nothing feels better than old boots, new dirt
There's a thousand faces that I ain't seen before
The only history that I can see is from the civil war
It's good for me to look around
Go down roads she ain't been down
No memories of our "used to bes" set me free
Old boots, new dirt, no reminders
I've got a feeling this town will get me over her
You've been through what I've been through, man
Nothing feels better than old boots, new dirt
Old boots, new dirt, one step closer
Yeah, I think I'm gonna like it here, yeah
You've been through what I've been through, man
Nothing feels better than
Nothing helps you start again like old boots, new dirt
Old boots, new dirt
Ooh, old boots, new dirt
HE
her pussy tastes like cheetos
i only eat doritos
>>61401854
AND GET MORE CHEESE THAN DORITOS CHEETOS OR FRITOS
>>61401204
Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My deejay is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know
He can cut a record from side to side
So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock'n'roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
Making a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, (but we ride limos, too)
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny Bono, (beat is for Yoko Ono)
Run-DMC first said a deejay could be a band
Stand on its feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for Eric B. and LL as well, hell
Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock bells
Ever forever, universal, it will sell
Time for me to exit, Terminator X-it
YO
YO YO
YO
MUSTARD ON THE BEAT
MY NAME
IS THE BARD
AND I GO HARD
SMASH THE BOTTLE AND MAKE A SHARD
DR. DRE
YOU'RE GAY
JUST KIDDING HEY
PIG PEN, BIG BEN, DIG THEN, RIG MEN, WIG HEN
>>61401854
I read that like the opening lines of Beware by Death Grips
>>61401973
I HOLD MY DICK AND SQUEEZE IT
I TAKE MY CRACKERS, CHEEZE ITS
fuck lotto
ok this one's off the top of my head, sorry if it's a little rough
The rest is empty with no brain but the clever nerd
The best emcee with no chain ya ever heard
Take it from the Tec-9 holder
They've bit but don't know their neck shine from Shinola
Everything that glitters ain't fishscale
Lemme think, don't let her faint get Ishmael
A shot of Jack got her back it's not an act stack
Forgot about the cackalack, holla back, clack clack blocka
Villainy, feel him in ya heart chakra chart toppa
Start shit stoppa be a smart shoppa
Shot a cop day around the way 'bout to stay
But who'd a know there's two mo' that wonder where the shooter go
'Bout to jet, get him, not a bet, dead 'em
Let 'em spit the venom said 'em got a lot of shit with 'em
Let the rhythm hit 'em, it's stronger in the other voice
We makes the joints that make 'em spread 'em butta moist
Man, please, the stage is made of panties
From the age of baby hoochies on to the grannies
Ban me the dough rake, daddy
The flow make her fatty shake, patty cake, patty cake
For fake, if he was Anita Baker's man
He'd take her for her masters, hit it once an' shake her hand
On some ol' thank ya ma'am an' ghost her
She could mind the toaster if she sign the poster
A whole host of roller coaster riders
Not enough tracks (is it?)
Hot enuff black (for ya)
It's too hot to handle, you got blue sandals
Who shot ya? Ooh got you new spots to vandal?
Do not stand still, both show skills
Close but no krills, toast for po' nils, post no bills
Coast to coast Joe Shmoe's flows ill, go chill
Not supposed to overdose No-Doz pills
Off pride tykes talk wide through scar meat
Off sides like how Worf rides with Starfleet
Told ya, on some get-rich shit
As he get older he gets colder than a witch tit
This is it, make no mistakes
Where my nigga go?
Figaro, Figaro
>>61402029
YO, IT'S VIKTOR.
>>61401695
You're just as bad as the people who are like "listen to THIS real music not the modern garbage". Also it sounds like the real issue is that you're fucking racist.
>>61402111
why even reply dude
Check me out
I broke up with my ex girl, here's her number
Sike, thats the wrong number!
Sweet dolla tea from McDonalds, I drink that
Supa Hot Fire, I spit that
2 and a Half Men, I watch that! (I'm not a rapper)
Aight check me out
Glasses, jacket, shirt
Call me glasses, jacket shirt-man
Or call me Supa Hot boy, hundred degrees, leather jacket
Cause I'm Supa Hot boy ! (I'm not a rapper)
NOW WATCH ME WHIP
WATCH ME NAENAE
NOW WATCH ME WHIP WHIP
WATCH ME NAENAE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMpYQCd9z3Q
negga negga bitch negga negga negga fried chicken watermelon negga
>>61402296
(KILL IT!)
im the mothafuckin best in the business
gave Helen Keller some Dre Beats for christmas
my verse so hot it set fire to her britches
told that bitch to get back to the kitchen
passin out the gift like kris kringle man
I'm the shit
got your bitch a pringles can
wait that's my dick
better get her on a kegel plan
oh and the cable man?
He smashed it too nigga
so did the pool cleaner
and a few landscapers
and the 2015 Oakland Raiders
not just the starters the fools on the bench
that pussy lookin like the marianas trench
Bitches on my wiener
Suck me off like a vacuum cleaner
Bitch please get out my damn home
I fuck a midget like a damn gnome
trippin n skool skippin
dippin with the quickness
shit i never miss
droppin dat kiss
yo bitch drink my piss
ky on her asshole so you can't diss
they call me krish,
throw a dead body in the ditch
smoke piff
drink a fifth
kick it with artie ziff
now try to diss
the look in her eye, you just KNOW they banged
jayz is known to be THE most hung guy in hollywood, possibly one of the biggest in the world. his cock has been described as "like an evian bottle", with gargantual thickness that would rival shane diesel and shorty mac. im estimating his size to be at least 8.5" bone pressed, with OVER 7" of girth. he would have absolutely destroyed dre's pussy.
they would have spent hours and hours on foreplay, getting herself wet enough just so she can take it. i can just imagine her begging for it, with nayz barely able to force it past the knob, and dre moaning and squirming, demanding him to force it in deeper. she would have orgasm'd within seconds of taking the entire length, HELLLLYYEEEAAAAHHH,being filled and stretched right up to her cervix.. the orgasm would have been powerful, with her vaginal muscles clamping down on jayzs throbbing monstrosity, her whole body quivering in euphoria..
i bet she still masturbates to the memory of it
Yo im a nigga and yo grave digga
I keep gettin old but I still sell gold
Mah tummy gets fat but my lps still sell plat.
>>61401204
international bitches on me
some speakin English
some speakin Farsi
whip out the cris
With the flick of a wrist
Eat up the roastie
Like the drive thru at Arby's
>>61403267
YO MOMMA LOOK LIKE AN RV, NIGGA
hey yo waddaup bitch
I gotta big d thats why you on it
you see my big ass, get down on it
open it up, wait a minute or two
then I drop my big load of poo
you like the way it tastes
you love the way it smells
all the bitches love my shit
>>61401204
Coon, coon, black baboon
Brutal, worthless, thieving goon
Often high, thrives in jail
His welfare check is in the mail
Some 40 offspring have been had
But none will ever call him dad
And yet he hollars, day and night:
"I blame the white man for my plight.
He spreads his trash around my shack,
It's him who makes me smoke this crack
He pushed my kind to burn and loot
And sends the po-lice that we shoot
But inch by inch we're taking hold,
Like when the white bread starts to mold
We'll overrun your homes and soon
They'll only be fit for the black baboon.
I'm a spiritual lyrical individual spiritual miracle lyrical individual
>>61401204
THIS DICK AIN'T FREE
‘Last one to the bridge is a rotten egg!’ Jennifer bellowed as she burst through the front door and took off running down the road. Brenna knew she was going to lose this race. She had never been as fast as her sister. But that didn’t bother her one bit; it was enough to be included, to be allowed to run breathlessly behind her big sister, trying not to lose sight of her as she dashed headlong into the distance. ‘Wait up!’ Brenna yelled, knowing full well that it would not slow her sister down. Once she was off, she was off. And now she was sprinting into the woods. Pine needles nipped at her face as she dashed through the forest, trying unsuccessfully to keep up with her sister. They were weaving in and out of the trees, kicking up dirt in their wake, laughing and screaming intermittently and not knowing why. It was fun. It was terrifying. These were the sensations of fall. An explosion of mystery and excitement before the boredom of winter, when it would be too cold to play outside. ‘Slow down, Jen!’ Brenna pleaded between gasps of air. ‘What?’ Jennifer shouted back, somewhere up ahead. ‘I said, slow down!’ Jennifer laughed. ‘And lose the race? No way!’ And with that, she bounded ahead, fading into a distant, rustling blur in Brenna’s vision. ‘Jennifer!’ she shouted. But Jennifer was gone.
>>61403432
Once again, Brenna had not been fast enough to keep up. And now, her sister was so far ahead that she couldn’t even see her. Suddenly, a side ache erupted in her abdomen, forcing her to walk. Brenna didn’t need to follow her sister to get to the bridge. They had raced there many times before. But it was getting dark now. Running through the woods with her sister was one thing—walking through the woods alone was another. Then, of course, there were the things you don’t notice about the woods when you’re running through them. The creaking of the tress. The strange shadows that seem ready to come to life at any moment and attack. The bugs. ‘Stupid side ache,’ she grumbled to herself. And then she heard it. A scream. That scream cured her side ache better than anything modern medicine could have offered. Immediately, she was sprinting at a breakneck pace toward the bridge. Had it been her sister’s scream? No way to know. All she knew was that she had to run. Faster than she ever had before. Run to the bridge. Find her sister. Get out of the woods. Her heart pounding like a machine gun, she tore through the shrubs and the leaves and the branches, and didn’t think twice about the sounds of the trees or the shadows or the bugs. If only she could run this fast more often, she thought. ‘Jennifer!’ she howled into the night. And then there she was, standing at the edge of the rope bridge that stretched across the river, staring at something in the middle of it.
sup babby gurl
i'm little yung niger
yaww bitch das who i am
that's who da fuking fuk i am
i got a dickload of semen for you babby gurl
got a dickload of semen for the babby gurl
woo yea nigga i'm hard as fuck
my dik so hard i get all dem hoes
and all da money cause i'm little yung niger ho
who da fuk are you
>>61403458
‘Jennifer, why did you scream?’ she asked, emerging from the woods and approaching her sister, who appeared to be crying. ‘Jen, why are you crying? Tell me what’s wrong.’ The only other time she had seen her sister cry was when their father died. The sight of it made her sick to her stomach. ‘There,’ Jennifer said, pointing at something in the middle of the bridge. It was difficult to see through the fog, but Brenna could just make out what appeared to be a missing plank about halfway across. ‘I saw a girl,’ Jennifer said, approaching the gap. ‘A girl? What girl?’ Brenna asked. ‘It’s so sad,’ said Jennifer. ‘I watched her fall through. Down into the river. She must not have seen the gap.’ Brenna couldn’t believe what she was hearing. They looked down through the gap in the bridge at the water down below. ‘Well, is she all right?’ Brenna asked her sister. ‘Did you see what happened to her?’ Jennifer looked down into the river and pointed. ‘There!’ Jennifer ran back across the bridge, Brenna trailing her. They raced along the bank to a rocky and shallow part of the river and found the body of a young girl washed up on one of the rocks. They paused there for a moment, not knowing what to do. Brenna looked at Jennifer for guidance, but her sister just stood there. After a moment, Brenna knelt down and pulled the girl up on the bank. Then she turned her over to see her face. It was her sister’s face. This girl had her sister’s face. ‘Jennifer,’ she said, looking up at her sister, who was standing there looking somberly at the body that appeared to be her own. Suddenly, Jennifer dried her eyes and smiled. ‘Last one to the bridge is a rotten egg!’ She sprinted up the bank and across the bridge, disappearing into the fog. And something told Brenna that no matter how hard she tried to catch up with her, she never would. Not this time. Not ever.
>>61403301
YO MOMMA FAT LIKE A TUMBLRINA, TRIGGERED
Empty lights, filled up
Pilled up, plenty nights
Wrong decisions, my hands are bloody
Wrong decisions, drowned in honey
Time to say it's not my fault
Dredge it up, throw it down
Cages like
I'm in a pound
Sins of the Father? Bullshit that's my mother fuckin' chorus
Start to throw down on my way to Heaven, Horus
Let me tell you how I spent a couple hundreds today
I done cut back on that lean, I'm on that Hen' and D'ussé
Don't do no talkin' when you see him, you better shoot in his face
>AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I got a hundred bitches that can't wait to replace
Michael Jackson nigga, Thugger Jackson moon walkin'
>AHH AHH HAAA
The S.L.I.M.E. army tool shopping
>ON ONE
Me a horny goat, I'm boolin' at the bull stop
>BITCH IM BULLIN
No I can't get arrested cause I'm talkin' bout my necklace
I'mma put that bitch in the buck, I'm a dog, let’s get stuck
My lil' sister Dora, eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck
Waddup cus? Here yo' cup, call my Bloods, bring my bup
Your crew suck, don't got bucks, these ain't drugs nigga
Here's another, especially for your untalented rapping ass "Dr." Dre
First time:
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
>Woo
Pop me a Xannie I’m fast
I’m so fast I’m so faster than Sonic man
>WOOO
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
>HOOO
My money stack tall as Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
>HOOOOOOOO
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
>So Fresh
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
Second time
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
>Woo
Pop me a Xannie I’m fast
I’m so fast I’m so faster than Sonic man
>SHOO WOOO
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
>True it
My money stack tall as Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
>SHEESH SHEESH
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
>SHEESH SHEESH
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
>SCCCRRRRRRRR
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
uh yeah I like my women the lady liberty way
green is what I mean
Counteractionrising
Yeahwearereadyforthepunchline
There'snousewithallyourgimmicks
SOCHECKTHISOUT!
Loginyoudamnedone's
Crushthewontyoucompromise
Thenoisecomeswearereadytobow
Whatabouttheantidoteforthejammedandhypnotized
Rendtheliethatcovers
Who'stherealsuckernow
DATABASE DATABASE JUST LIVING IN THE DATABASE WOW WOW
>>61403864
You know once Lady Liberty was made of copper?
Might wanna take a sec before you try and pop her.
im just a black nigga so i aint that well
bitch i still got family members locked in jail
my brother sellin jerry to maury not paying bail
he orders up numbers we get money in the mail
fuck bitches get money kill all snitches on gp
fetty selling jerry to suckas on the streets
rawest rapper alive, hotter than a stars heat
still selling jerry to maury its me on the beat
niggas on the streets in the 2016
imma stay unda until bitches stop fucking me
>>61401204
>Told Captcha i'm not a robot but she's still trippin
>Haters dissin but i'm not the type to pay attention
>If you don't respect my views i ain't talking to you
>Boxing me with opinions now what you walkin into?
>Step to me, i'll have you kissing my sketchers
>Biting my style and now you need dentures
>Lyrical Pyromaniac, Miracle when i save the track
>Came to the party with your girl and now your like "Where my baby at!"
>Let me guess, your man is more random than /b/
>Stays on his "windows" like he's looking out to sea!
>I trolled his thread, but i never "Reddit"
>In your girls buns like lettuce, i'm a menace!
>I used to be addicted until i got a life
>You can do it too, delete your history and go outside
>Meet up with some locals, friends from school
>Who cares about cool when you're just being you!
>>61404030
Did not realize this rhymed props
HALF WHITE HALF BLACK
CUT THESE NIGGAS NO SLACK
CALL ME MIXED
PRETTY SOON YOU'LL BE KEKED
YOUR WIFE WILL BE DICKED
AND YA BETTA WATCH BECAUSE THAT SHIT NIGGA IT STICKS
ONCE A KEK ALWAYS A FUCKIN KEK
THEY TRY TO TIE ME DOWN BUT I DONT GIVE A FUCK
FLEXIN THESE STACKS WHILE YOU BEGGIN FOR A BUCK
TO BUY A BIG MAC FROM THE RED AND YELLOW SHACK
MEANWHILE IM FIVE STAR DININ
SWORDFISH BUFFET
THESE NIGGAS LIKE FOOD, I EAT IT ALL DAY
CHECK IT
CHECK IT
CHECK IT CHECK IT CHECK IT
CHECK IT
CHECK IT
CHECK IT CHECK IT CHECK IT
I wish I coulde been wiser
this shit is an appetitizer
killing me fuck fuck fuck desu senpai fuck mu shit up fagtron 9000 kill me with your cock
fuck you senpai nigger
I hate niggers yes I do
doo dah doo dah
All the niggers smell like poo
oh the doo dah day
Hang em in the trees all night
Hang em in the trees all day
Put my gunny on a doo-ragged nig
Then I put him in the grave
