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| Posted: 11 Oct 2007 18:55 | ||
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yer i maybe new to this website but iv still got it locked tight,
coz when i jump on the mic i bring more heat then a midsummers night, you see my bars, well there of the right size, and wen i get stuck i can just sit here and improvise, coz im a cut above the rest, thats why in my endz im called the best,so when im come round your ends im an unwelcome guest, you see i was blessed wid this gift of a toung, coz wen i spit its like a myth thats needs to be sprung, bitch wanting to battle me youll get simply hung |
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| Posted: 14 Oct 2007 20:17 Last Edited By: rizista | ||
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Ill cut u til my sharp knifes blunt an thats jus me bein a bit of a cunt.
u aint seen me evil we wil neva be equil We can make a movie bout this but u wont make the sequel.theres no excuse fa dis wack abuse.ill hand u a noose and once ur dead ill call a truce.hangin u loose til ur neck snaps u be like a headless goose.even when im sleepin im dreamin and schemin of watchin u helpless and screamin. im causin chaotic destruction an carryin out mass abduction,ill leave u hangin off a railway junction come to ur house and ruin ur lil family function. robbin u blind of ur life im bein quite nice but u facin trouble and strife, fuck it ill turn up at ur burial and kill u twice. these are your last rights and dis is your last fight. i just wrote your obituary outta sheer spite. ul wake up in a strange place with a rippd face,im like a fuckin pitbull cornered in a tight space.ur same as da rest theres no variation,no creation. ill have u put on the missing list with no explanation. ill hit u so hard and fast send u so far in the past you find yourself sittin a nursery class with a whoopped arse. |
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| Posted: 22 Nov 2007 06:24 Last Edited By: frontooth | ||
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My laser eyes burn thru six layers of sky
and tear a whole in your ozone I'll rip you apart, flesh from flesh bone from bone. I come backflip bruce leeing thru your back window knock out all your teeth, one by one, all in a row. You'll be praying you can run with your kneecaps gone. Your body twists and contorts towards the door falls to the floor. And the fun has only just begun. Before you can think, I'm behind you. You blink and your face to face with the tip of my shoe. I fall hard like twenty storey tenements get deep inside your skull like dental filaments I'm the fall of man, the ressurection and the birth Ive got your life in one hand and in the other I'm building your hearse. And whats worse, I'm trained in classical verse Here I got a couplet and a filthy rhyming scheme take your top running speed and double it cause these fists is mean. |
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| Posted: 24 Nov 2007 18:49 Last Edited By: Simtaz | ||
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Man, what the hell you blabbering about?
What the fuck are you rambling about? I don't give a shit if you're a cut above the rest I'm bigger and better then all your tricks out ya treasure chest I don't wanna sound cocky or anything mate but you really don't know what you're on about mate I really don't think this game is for you So please go back and dickride on your crew Oh what did I just touch a sensitive snare? Do I look like I really fucking care? You can bring a whole fucking army with drops You can shoot at me until your mouth stops Then I'll stand up and make my way up Nobody on here can play me up So before you make a fool of yourself I'd shut the fuck up! Because you're a confused little boy with a big mouth and that'll certainly damage your health Oh and... euh here's a dictionary... You should read that instead of playing dicktionary! |
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| Posted: 22 Jan 2008 23:02 | ||
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MAN, YOU BETTER OFF SHOOTIN UP DOPE//
CUZ YA VERSES WHACK//PROOF READ YA SLANG// CUZ YOU MUST BEEN SMOKIN CRACK//I'M HOPIN DAT YOU HEALTH ON TOP LIKE RIZISTA RAPS// rizista raps on top of page "aint shit" how can you treasure a chest you aint never had// the only think you good having is dick in plastic bag// |
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| Posted: 21 Mar 2008 04:32 | ||
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yo all of you are wack...lets just cut the bull shit//
and tinie rhyms needs to recognise he aint on top of this// im da hottest chick, bun up any bredda for the fun of it// best in your ends? thats a lie cos I'M running it// rizista needs to understand...you aint no killer bitch// its blatant that your at home, writing rhyms on the internet...duurr?!? and front tooth...? you need a session of blessings...your mind is fucked up dude, go head and get to confessing. simtaz a BIG BOY "no one on her can play me up" eeeediot, he must not understand what ive already done....a lie? THATS ENUFF FOR NOW, SHJAH YA GIRL DARK ANGEL....SOUTH WEST LONDON FABLE... SHJAH DUN KNOW! WHO WANNIT? |
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| Posted: 30 Mar 2008 16:24 | ||
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i've never seen a gun in my life,
doesn't mean i won't stab you with my steel knife. rinse you of your blood, i'm the new age vampire, Dracula of this rap shit, building an ever-lasting empire hoods up, when suns up, taking a bat to the BNP, you nazi fuckers better hope you don't cross me. |
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