Ix Nay on the Rap Thread Aye

[L0st_St0ker]

literally i litter on the english literature
these rhymes are sicker than your moms home girl picture (ha ha)
my lines will git ya, pick you up and then stick ya
like beer before grass your on your ass cause I hit ya
now sit the fuck down, recline back and re-lax
criminal minded rhymes not paying the tax
the crowds goin nuts like your mum at balls deep
but fuck with lost stoker i'll put you to sleep ( uhuh yeeh mother fuckerrrrrrrrrrs)

[ADIDAS]

If Im asleep, then youve got me unconcious. Yet Im a concious rapper, so thats just nonsense.
Your rock a bye baby aint puttin me out, I stay aware, Im the one dishing the clout.
But I gotta admit, its nice to see another emcee, Im not a standalone rapper, Ive got my crew wit me.
Wether it be, the Lost Stoker you see, Im still laughing like the joker in me.
So keep on clowning, youre just decreasing your class. Youre fucking with a business man, who just happens to hit the glass.
Now take this pass and be on your way, we'll see ya next round to hear what you gotta say.

[Freedom_User]

Yo check it, yo... yo... here we go... yo, check it... Uh.... Uh Uh Uh.... Yea! I call this one "Karma"

I be white, I pull up da shirt and make yo mommy lose her sight!
Don't mess with me fool cuz I got dat stiletto, and was raised in the ghetto

Uh, yeah! Check check, check it check it...

Roses are red, violets are blue, I just stole some kids bad ass shoe.
I roll with my homies to a liquor store, I tell the chick to get down on the floor,
I then proceed to ask where she keeps the candy.
she replied, "Oh no! Don't! I have a daughter named Sandy!"
I am like... "What?, yo stop rhyming and tell me where I can find the Nestle Crunch!" And shes all like, "Oh please, I was just about to go to lunch!"
I say forget it, and i'll just get this hot sauce and chips,
to bad, when I got home it gave me the shits.

[dj Dozhe]

The heart of a junglist goes 180 beats a minute,
full of the phattest fastest broken beat feats and bass lines are in it,
stabbin at the earth of house with every sincopated step,
i can not i will not i have not i shall not rip this rep..........

All the girlies want the sex in my TSX,
and backseat where I pack heat I test their every reflex.

My sunroof's just for headroom when my whip becomes a bedroom
with those big brown booties bouncin and all the girls announcin, that I, the white guy, is the ill shit supadupa fly,
and I don't regret it or sweat it if I get it directly in her eye..........

So when yo ass is in Mass, an you see me on them decks,
you betta dance an show some love an you betta BREAK THEM NECKS!

[L0st_St0ker]

all day he dreams of smoking
but does he do it? maybe
cause he stepped to me
so it's rock a bye baby

there's just a lil introduction to what happens
when i function
your rhymes are processed like it's luncheon (haaa!!)
like dre i'm into somthin
to keep your heads up and bumpin
i'm bringin the heat and thumpin heads
if u snitch me to the feds cause these pills arent really meds

where i'm from theres no need for a safety
i just cock it u punks can't face me
12 in the clip now cause ones up in the chamber
your arms up while i read your disclaimer

[L0st_St0ker]

So i just get off the exercise bike in my computer room and for some reason just dish out the freestyle to my neighbour 2 houses up the road. poor girl, anyway i thought it was funny
MarK says:
just like this
MarK says:
do u feel it
MarK says:
get up
Laura says:
lol what
MarK says:
do u wanna catch a ride
Laura says:
to where
MarK says:
its actually do u wanna catch the vibe
MarK says:
thats keepin me alive
MarK says:
it's limp bizkit baby
MarK says:
and i'm all kooped up on them natural pheramones
Laura says:
nice
MarK says:
from riding my bike cause thats what i'm like
Laura says:
\errrrr
MarK says:
its not a trike or a flight i f uck with the 2 weeler then the sheielers at night
Laura says:
errrrrr!
MarK says:
my raps will get you wet and juicy as my rhymes flow smoothly
MarK says:
its that korny white boy skyring i smoke that kush till i'm flying
Laura says:
lol
MarK says:
so wont you just get up shout out ive got that freestyle skill they'r all talkin about
MarK says:
so shorty wanna ride with me it'll cost you a mouthfull of my whole sperm family
MarK says:
OHH HAHA
MarK says:
you can't stand me so just give me a hand shandy
MarK says:
and its like that mother fuckerssssssssssssssssssss yeeehh
MarK says:
ok, i'm finished now
Laura says:
and how long did that take you
MarK says:
i just did that as i was typing
Laura says:
lol nice
MarK says:
yeh baby
MarK says:
i've got that ill lyrical skill from the hills of alexandra
MarK says:
ok i'll shoosh
Laura says:
lol
Laura says:
oh yeah you're form the ghetto alright
MarK says:
i'm not from the ghetto, it's much worse on the corner
MarK says:
fuck with my style , i wont even warn ya
MarK says:
its just a smack in the face for dissin my race
MarK says:
cause this place 2 blocks from you is cookin raps in a stew
MarK says:
past the boiling point so light up that joint
MarK says:
fuck that shit, now i'm losing the point
Laura says:
lol
MarK says:
OHHHHHHHHHHH hahahaha i have some serious issues laura
Laura says:
i know hunny

sorry, at the time i thought that was good cause of them natural endorphins u get from exercising
PS and ADIDAS, wheres your reply, or are u choking on your own words with all that pressure

[SonicDaChronic]

Your decision to petition my nuke-lyrical fission, is like wishin the mortician wont make a deadly incision, in your empty skull cap, it’s a fact I have risen my position, on this demolition style mission against my opposition, my intrusion’s confusing at first an illusion but try to fight back and you’ll feel the contusion, Adidas thinks he’s ghetto – delusion! He’s mentally ill so his excuse’s an exclusion, ill dice you apart like a Persian Surgeon, makes sure you functions are no longer workin, staple your merkin to your sturgeon turban, castrate your gherkin to keep you from jerkin, the only place you can show your face, is the bushes – lurkin and pervin at little boys, we know you prefer them, your little toys, trying to convert them, the ones you took from that prep school excursion

[L0st_St0ker]

^ ^^ ^^^^ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ^^^ ^^ ^

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Hell mutha fukkn yeeeahh
Sonic just owned ADIDAS
watchya gonna do about it?

[ADIDAS]

Just got owned? Shit, that aint a purchase. Return your lyrics to the store, and call the manufacturer worthless. I hurt this mic like planes and turbans, I spit with spite like sprite and bourbon. getting bizzy drunk behind the curtains for certain. Or maybe youre just flirtin, regurgitatin words thatll leave you burpin. Thats workin, my game plans to kill all or hurt em, slang words for verbs and nouns that merk em. Fuck that flow, its as easy as addition, I invent my scheme and trademark my rendition. Left in critical condition, sonicdachronic aint makin this commission. So to say he owned me might be a popular position, but consult the mortician and insult his physician. I dont see any cuts on this emcee, you must be a magician. Quit wishin, I drop my verses like limited editions. Cant limit my ambition, you wanna try this freestylin, you better ask for my permission.

[L0st_St0ker]

Sonicthechronic just got served from all that dissin
ADIDAS flows prove worthy of a commision
now i've got that urge like a man on a mission
to prove why my flow still holds the pole position

so listen in closely, turn up the car sound speakers
the base drum kicks but your focused on the tweeters
cause this first verse just bursts, and grabs on your attention
like the words just emerge and strart bouncing that suspension

suckers be talkin shit, i'll be loading clips
have you spinning in a fit, like a mechano drill bit (haha)
don't be comin here, tryin to cause all this violence
your just like my pistol, if i want i'll have you silenced (Yeeeh ahuh)