Hip Hop Forum

TheRuckus wrote:You won't even get coal, you'll get some carbon residue/
And I'm sorry if I spit bars that start upsetting you/
I'm a Martian, specialized in the art of letting loose/
Its hard to measure dudes but I know I'm yards ahead of you/

Welcome to the site, a couple nice bars, I felt em
should I call you melvin, the martian?


Them are some Looney Tunes, you're starting, you got skills, but don't use em to write
he got dope bars, but aint using em right, you're losing tonight
I'm heartened by the story of you and the mic
but your a shitty writer so like giving black eyes, you're just abusing the sight

Abusin the site? Only when I'm refusing to write/
My delusions were right when I assumed you were useless in life/
Don't confuse this with spite, crews give this a look/
Cuz after I school you clowns, I'm charging tuition and books/

[quote="TheRuckus"]Abusin the site? Only when I'm refusing to write/
My delusions were right when I assumed you were useless in life/
Don't confuse this with spite, crews give this a look/
Cuz after I school you clowns, I'm charging tuition and books/[/quote

Ok, cool, but the truth is nice, when it comes to a useless life
you produce it, and have exclusive rights, your life is fruitless
you have no juices, I didn't want to, but had to do this
cuz this faggot's music, couldn't be clear if we add acoustics

Very nice, sir.

Ruckus drafts a blueprint, a map to success/
For the wackest of heads even if they're average with text/
A savage, stabbing your neck until I chop a nerve/
Drop a verse so deep the optics burst in ya binoculars/

Same ^

Hip Hop has surged, ever since it got emerged with imposters
nerds in dockers, I'll never be lost for words like bloggers
I'll get a gang to drop ya, bang em proper, sounds nice like the guns sang in opera
cuz I'm sick of white kids like you from the suburbs with hanging boxers

hanging boxers slammin slangin stockers
head bangin poppers stranglin manglin poppers
i am not advancin with text i'm dancin a wreck
tryin to be romancin my stretch elevation no sadly i'm not lancin correct

complexity wrote:Same ^

Hip Hop has surged, ever since it got emerged with imposters
nerds in dockers, I'll never be lost for words like bloggers
I'll get a gang to drop ya, bang em proper, sounds nice like the guns sang in opera
cuz I'm sick of white kids like you from the suburbs with hanging boxers

fake little mobsters, drivin their parents porsche boxters
actin hard drinkin 40s till there talk-slurrs n walk-swurvs
tryin so hard ta be king shit, like "yea u really are top-turd"
rappers that aint strangers to "gay bars" n the words "you got-served"

PrecisE wrote:

complexity wrote:Same ^

Hip Hop has surged, ever since it got emerged with imposters
nerds in dockers, I'll never be lost for words like bloggers
I'll get a gang to drop ya, bang em proper, sounds nice like the guns sang in opera
cuz I'm sick of white kids like you from the suburbs with hanging boxers

fake little mobsters, drivin their parents porsche boxters
actin hard drinkin 40s till there talk-slurrs n walk-swurvs
tryin so hard ta be king shit, like "yea u really are top-turd"
rappers that aint strangers to "gay bars" n the words "you got-served"

Tryin to do things that others choose-to-like
It seems rude to write this but too many dudes-in-spite...
theres so many fakes maskin the truths-in-life
The actions only similar to reality like its movie-type...

damm you been here while hidden-now-back
spittin-this-rap STOP splittin-with-slaps
cuttin em open guttin them ropin sickin-the-cats
hittin-wit-caps from ma nine shittin-on-prats

Plenty of wisdom on tap, I reflect precision, in fact/
Accuse me of birthing wackness but the DNA isn't a match/
A prick in your back, epidural-style pokin yer spine/
Potent with rhymes compared to these fake gangsters posting online/

^pretty dope

Like every rapper I read about, most-of-the-time, I see the Boastin-arise,
So now Im coachin-ya-mind, before u get far too close-to-demise,
Watch the skeletons snap, leave em physically n mentally broken-inside.
See Everything u wrote is a lie, cuz niggas like u rather die by gold than be broke-n-alive..

Open your minds, note my thought provoking designs/
Slow motion with rhymes like oceans frozen in time/
I'm closin the blinds on window shoppers and bitin intruders/
Losers, go choke on your lines with no Hiemlich manuever/

your minds like a parachute only FUNCTIONS WHEN OPENED
so we take them JUNCTIONS N NOTE THEM
PUNCH'EM N QUOTE'EM cus FUKAS I'VE SPOKEN
if i pull them nun CHUCKAS YA BROKEN

sorry this was terrible nice tho RUCK

im arrogant, stuck-up-n-hopin someone sends ruckus-a-trojan
wishin his truck-was-explodin.. lol nvm tho just-cause-im-jokin
ur mom-hates-me, i love to start wars so ill bomb-haiti
soldiars? ill take em off the feild, like tom-brady

My fight words strike and like to start cuttin it open
and shatter a leg, so they can't run when it's broken
I stay focused...or else I let the the fiddy hitcha
and then bag you cat's shit up like kitty litta