Hip Hop Forum

well damn deres a 1, 2, n 4...so deres GOTTA b a 3...lol

dis cypher-pops makin diapers-drop//
kill hyper-cops n snipe a pipers-top//

drink-a-fifth im at da brink-of-writhe//
ill link-a-myth while ya re-think-mah-riff//

spray-lead like a uzi, stray-meds make me woozy//
sway-heads man im choosy, gay-feds named him lucy//

names-fred but gay-feds named him lucy, but gay pride parade-vets made him goofy//
even sway-and-tech cant fix the newbie he breaks- necks when hes loopy//

kid has strange-hobbies-and habits/
wont hit the stage he likes to play-lobbies its tragic/

rapes-chickens walkin with crips/ because they aint-listenin when hes talkin with lisps//
none of this makes sense cause im off-on-a-trip/ but dont fuck with fred hes an awkword kid/

fred really sucks-turkeys had to say it dont murk-me im quirky//
bread wit stuck-jerky bad i kno but his lifes work-ing so perky//

studders-alot n sputters-from-pop//
mutters-a-plot while gutters-form-mops//

psychotic-wrist-slitter he bites nurses n yells "MAKE UR TITS BIGGER"//
exotic-twist-splitter infects my mind, take a bullet n pull da trigger!!//

the first name is fred, the last-name-is-durst,
went to the doc, had his ass-maimed-n-nursed,

by a flat bitch who was carryin-this-red-cross,
performed surgery n started tearin-his-head-off,

operation was successful and all-went-smoothly,
replaced his dick with a pussy now they call-him-lucy

bombing-loose-leafs this rocking-groupie, calmly
began songs-of-using goonish awful-crooning
a half-ass-punk slacking lacking rap-thats-tough
on some new-rock-rap-shit, dude-drops-mad-quick
never seen no more in record-stores-dropping
just a subject of comedy in message-board-topics

i'll hit ya with a dildo, just kidding, but i will-though//
Im living to chill-bro, i got more spits then ya pillow//

i have killer flows, like HOMOS with Aids//
i do my PROMOS with Blades//

I "drop-ya-C" like ya SLOW-MO's GRADES//
fucking gays, how do you blow-those-babes?//

No -Qustion- Fades hot, thats nota -Lession- //
To u its -Fuckin Depressin-, cuz my lyrics are -Bustin Ya Chest In- //

Im -Pumpin The Lead In- an ya moms -Suckin This Head In- //
The bitch acts lik shes Rebeded, ill take to my Bed'In // (u kno wat)

Who can -Best The Rest-? not chu cuz i -Rush Ya Vets- //
An -Catch The Net- of -Gettin Arres---TED- so jus give it a -Rest Kid- //

i'm flustering-chicks, you could get dissed if you put your trust-in-a-mix//
hitting with suffering-kicks, i'm disgusting-n-sick//

never adjusting-my-tricks, i'll leave ya head busted-in-by-bricks//
plus-kid-in-six, my style is to sweet like mustard-n-dip//

its a fucking-twist, i have no luck-in-this, but nothing-slips//
your dealing with a lot of heads cuz ya clustered-in-dicks//

YO FUCK THIS TRASH RAPPER NAMED COMPLEXITY BLAH//
COME TO YOUR HOUSE PUT A BULLET IN YA//
I GOT THE ILLEST LYRICS IN MY NOTEBOOK//
SMOKE WHAT AND MAKE MY THROAT COOK//
FUCK YOU HAVE NO REP YOUR JUST A LITTLE BITCH//
MY FINGER IS ITCHING TO SQUEEZE SWITCH//
NOW YOUR ENTIRE HAND JUST FREEZED//

everyone's seen you in a dress, it just don't make sense//
like the state of the union address, bush? going to come to your defense//

bitch, you should have went to the fence//
call me the ripper cuz i'll leave ya throat in suspense//

you like rear, hence a benz, would be you're only ends//
i'm to tense to send, another immense blend, to dense-men//

dudes a wack job he runs around in alleys//
get a snack bob n jog on a tread at ballys//

straight pussy cuz even jack could rip-her//(ripper)
his dates wussy cavity check now strip-her//

goin weak cuz im nice n dont wanna kill ya//
now heres ur tax return hurry quick b4 i bill ya//

I use the shift key more than ya clique's squeezed,
and I can quickly pull you apart like swiss cheese,

We violatin' laws in this league,
You suck more than Bryant Reeves did on the Grizzlies,

Ogre looking kids so I call em' all Shrek,
We ain't sober pumpin' spits by puttin' holes in ya chests.

Tell me why this broad Fade is a Fake,
I've seen that picture before bouncing titties on a Myspace,

Hope you feelin' shitty now that I'm great,
Holdin' it down roastin' kids I'm from the Tri-State,

Overloadin' illyrics with my main mind escape,
Readin' my flows because you got so much time to waste.

i'm going to rip this hoe, just like six months ago//
overkill don't battle "crack" just say-no//

i already layed him out flat like playdough//
i don't play-doe, truth is i'm not very stable//

all this flopping rap, i'm stopping that, cuz i'm able//
i'm dropping crack like i knocked down his parents table//

Your wise decision was losing ya mind vision,
I'll blank both ya eyes makin' ya life a blind mission,

Cuttin' up ya guts more than what you find fishin',
It's been a while since I posted but you still try to unwind disses,

This is easy to me because it's my riddle,
I'm not one of these posers that lie big & lie little.