Showing posts with label rap lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rap lyrics. Show all posts
Friday, December 7, 2012
Like a harp
Lyrics I kick, the slick thick raps for fly ladies and gents, getting bent, pay the rent and send to do the God's work, I beam like Captain Kirk, getting the word out, more clout to spit, more fly raps to make hits, paper chase, my style laser babe, with another words sharp, play rappers like a harp,
Labels:
rap,
rap content,
rap lyrics,
rap music,
rap poems,
rappers
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Never sell my soul.
The nappy headed king sling the pronounce that bounce,
on beats, go round and hold down my hood, never sell my soul,
it is all good I am down and make my name know through nouns and verbs,
the super sonic bomb spit you talk trash, I stay calm kid,
I brag about my skills, you brag and talk how you kill,
I stalk my pray and like RUN DMC I walk this way,
the blazing showcase for my peeps, I do not smoke weed,
no more pork, I pop cork, rock mics for a sport,
No one can stop me from rapping, It is in God's hand,
the advanced plans and smarter moves, tear the roof off,
the pure hip hop fan, no blam blam man, the Asiatic black kid,
rap this, no more practice I got it in my blood, flip quick for chips,
grip the microphone, rhyme in a hyper tone, drop an icy poem,
frozen more emotions in motion like the Indian ocean, posing
overdose of lyrical narcotics.
on beats, go round and hold down my hood, never sell my soul,
it is all good I am down and make my name know through nouns and verbs,
the super sonic bomb spit you talk trash, I stay calm kid,
I brag about my skills, you brag and talk how you kill,
I stalk my pray and like RUN DMC I walk this way,
the blazing showcase for my peeps, I do not smoke weed,
no more pork, I pop cork, rock mics for a sport,
No one can stop me from rapping, It is in God's hand,
the advanced plans and smarter moves, tear the roof off,
the pure hip hop fan, no blam blam man, the Asiatic black kid,
rap this, no more practice I got it in my blood, flip quick for chips,
grip the microphone, rhyme in a hyper tone, drop an icy poem,
frozen more emotions in motion like the Indian ocean, posing
overdose of lyrical narcotics.
Labels:
free raps,
freestyle rap poems,
freestyle raps,
rap lyrics,
rap poems
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