Ix Nay on the Rap Thread Aye

[ADIDAS]

I like to rap rather than tap,
I like to dance and snap.
I get high on weed,
Ive got a dog you cant feed.

[Divided Sky]

the pain living inside me rips at my soul
every day around the way i gotta slow my roll
i got issues, i need anger management
now if you dont mind angry rap excuse me i need to vent
fools talk shit then get fucked up by my knuckles
ill rob them for they money and their gold belt buckles
evisu jeans, cuz bitch im straight mean
and im up here on the mic cuz my flows straight obscene
these fake ass motherfuckers like to rock and lean
but they wont be rockin shit when i blow that clip of fifteen
into they chest, money issues got me stressed
but to still have my life i consider myself blessed
and my straight up rhyme skills people can attest
im from cleveland, you know, the new wild wild west.

[SNOOPiiE]

I Searched and couldnt find one..

So I hope I don't get into trouble for making one..

Say what you feel, be real...


LIVIN IN A LYFE FULL OF LIES,
SUPRESSIN MA MIND, GETTIN HIGH,
TAKIN A HIT, 2 TOTALLY FLIP DA SCRIPT
CHANGE THE PAGE, TAKE ME INTO A NEW AGE,
WERE IM TRIPPEN, N MA EYES R SO RED N GLAZED
IM FEELIN N A BIG HAZE, ALL I CAN SEE IS BOB MARLYS FACE,
I TELL PEOPLE DIS AINT A RACE, SMOKE SLOW, AT A STEADY PACE,
N IF U A SMOKER, ULL TASTE THE TASTE IF DA WEED IZ LACED,
BUT BE CAREFUL OF WUT CHA GET,
NEVER KNOWNIN IF ITS REALLY LEGIT,
SO KNO YA DEALER SO U DONT GET BIT.
BY DA SHARK, MAKIN YA FEEL ALL NUMB N HARD,
FEELIN LIK SUPERMAN, MAKE U ACT LIK A RETARTd
N B4 U KNO. YA BEHIND BARS................

IM HIGH AS HELL!

[Hashishi]

Fresh off the mix, I'm out in the sticks
tripping of the dopest dreg sheet trips
with a blunt on my lips I'm gripping a QP
skipping the border while I chew sid and emcee.
Proffessionally crazy, pressing pills for a living
on the mountain side amongst Eastern Europeans,
and every two weeks we take the ski lift down
to drop a few Gs on some mountain towns.
We melt shit down with tunes pre-mixed,
but on the decks this shit get spun off the head,
off the tip of the tongue, verbally rung
like your doorbell, shell shocked to witness
my crew on your doorstep with forceps like
bionic Nordic Gods freestyling full sets.

[THC Fiend]

I'm back on the mic
back wit a fight.
I got crack in da pipe
pointin wit a gat at ya life
make ya mind black in the night
I like big racks on my trifes
I'm packin tha rice
I ain't lackin a bite
I’m so bright like I’m jacking your sight
I’m stacking my packs tight, towering high as a kite
Game so smooth I straightened a dyke
Hear dat bitch scream late in the night
Pots and pans are out, but I ain’t making dinner tonight
I’ll take the first hit, but then I finish the fight
I take the first hit, then I finish the pipe
That’s right, I’m balling with height like NASA
I blast past ya
coke and presto like crack pasta
I'm a rasta.
a crack masta
and a masta of the rasta grasses
ima jack em and bash they asses
burn em fast with gases
and stash they ashes,
if ya think I’m fascist, then bitch you need some glasses
I pass gas out my ass on those ass turd bastards



And with a burst of showmanship, I will leave you on such a positive line.

[ADIDAS]

Cant grasp the reality, lost in a daze,
Makin my decisions, with a mind full of plagues.
The concept of the thought, keeps my brain array,
masking my identity, with the words of the day.
Intellectual powers preying on the open minded,
Choices of life concealed leaving you blinded.

[SNOOPiiE]

S.n.o.o.p.
Iz Ma Name..
I Grew Up In Spring Valley
But Mb Iz Wut I Claim
Throwin So Fresh Up All Day
Sellin Weed, Gettin Paid,
Havin Parties Gettin Laid
U Kan Believe Wut I Say,
Bus Out Da Scale
Sellin Fat Ounces
Enuff 2 Put Fooz In Jail,
If Ya Ma Homie..
Hit Me Up..
Ima Post Bail.
2 Get Chu Outta Jail..
Bak Again Kiken It..
On Da Block Getin Faded
Chillen Tryin 2 Get Ma Homies Hair Braided
Are Parties Dont Get Raided
So Love It Or Hate It
But Kant Neva Fade It.
I Love Ma Momma...
She Gave Me Ma Life..
In I Wouldnt Neva Trade It..
Now We N Mission Beach
N U Kno Daz Da Weekend Rooteen
N U Kno Wen I B Kiken It Wit Ma Boi
Lazy1 Smellin Lik Dat Stanky Green
Makin Me Feel Lik Im In A Neva Endin Dream,
N I Stay High, N U Kno Ma Pockets Are Neva Leann..
Bus Out Ma Wallet
Den Look 2 Da Sky
It B Rainin Down Green.
N A Dream Wuld Cum Tru To Da
Crak Fines
U Bes Kno Chargaz R Ma Team..
Front Row, Season Tickets Wit Me.
Aint A Dream Iz Reality

[smokinjuggalo]

optimos phillies backwoods and swishers
plus a pint of hen im goin bad on your sister

[T_squared]

Ima sit back and get twisted,
off of this spliff that i just hit.
as i steam on this tree,
i absorb THC,
and my soul, in effect, is lifted.

Doesn't make great rap, but i was way tired of the whole AABB rhyme scheme + insert violent act here. In fact, this whole thread wreaks of ignorance. Excluding Erasorhead of course...

[Hashishi]

I dream of the day when I'm smoking the peace pipe
in a world where Lennon is toking and still alive
and we're kicking it wit' Marley, drinking a brewskey,
before trecking out in the forest with a knapsack of LSD.
And in this world there no wars and all the women are fine,
and all the boys are chilled spinning decks and spitting rhymes
and there no fighting, no need to write cuz the truth we all know
and there no thunder and no lightning, only weed and weak alcohol,
and the fruit trees are plentiful and in bloom the year round,
and the field are all art, planting patterns in the ground,
and the sound is of the birds and the bongos in the jungle
and the breeze is always warm and the people ever thoughtful.
So if y'all ever feel me pack a fuckin' bowl, crack a fuckin' can
and dream until the dream comes true.

Happy now, T?