So since the rap thread died for some reason a while back...I decided that I would post up some shit real quick. You know, to get some people back in here and writing, and motivating me to write. Well...

I got my hand on a sail and I'm coming posed
Handling bones, pillaging the goods on boats
Reminiscent of domes covered in bloody coats
Extraterrestrial about the methods that I hone
A stone and a pad makes torturing you a blast
At full mast, I'm leaving behind the entire class
Older chicks in my stead, I'm in heaven at last
Like I was trading some knock off cotton sacks...
...for an Egyptian ass
It's a frenzy, there goes all of the Egyptian glass
With an entire mass cramming into a camel's ass
It sucks when you get stuck on a point and fucked
Never trying to look tough, but never get rough
Otherwise the muck is where lips will pucker up
What? Fuck...I think I will have to grab the Mary
Very near to scary, 'cause one hit sends me to the Fairies...

[cracks knuckles]

Ha! HA! Lad, 'tis a good morrow,
To push your head under and drown you in sorrow
I don't quite follow this tale you weave
It's more mindless than hot chocolate on a warm summer eve
These cannons are gats and muskets are burners
I'll lash you like a negroe and fold you like corners
Where your dicks been makes you smell like poo
But that won't stop me from running you through
I got mad sabers, rapiers, longswords an' axes
Medals of honor and commander shashes
Golden epaulets and badges of courage
I'm a lion heart you'll never discourage
Rat-ta-tat-tat criss cross and slice
My Ship of the Line will put you on ice
You better set sail and be on the run
Or your galleon will go down 'fore the sun

I'm not done yet son...


Shut it whore, your lame, and your pussy's a bore
I'm surprised your clit hasn't walked out the door
I don't know you, but you are on the ignore list
Had to mute the bullshit spewing from your lips
Mother fuck who? Here, chew on a diseased shoe
Bite hard 'cause it hurts turning ladies into dudes
I mean dudes into ladies, and you're an ugly guy
Mothers die, and all the babies just start to cry

Fuck this small fry, I'll carve his ass up, bake him
I died from laughter though, saw his ass naked
Name this bitch JoePedo, parked near the kids
Asks all the children if they'd like to see a dick
He's fucking sick, but raps like a healthy bitch
Can't get ill even if beaten with an AIDS brick
Look at this faggot, loving the male attention
Oops, did I mention? I bought a clip extension
Couldn't pay me to stop with Bill Gate's pension
Ask me where I've been, I tell 'em gone fishing...

A dehydrated apricot face smiles
in the vespertine twilight
and ushers a hand to dance
I light on my feet, clasp hers
and as the folds of skin
peel clean of muscular connection
in my pantalons i do feel
quite a large erection
yo yo yo
mike check
one time
two time
three time
yo yo yo

Say something snitch!?

Never loving a bitch, and saw this guy hugging a snitch
Itching his ass while his click sits back and only laughs
Lame tattoo on his calf, with pockets holding no cash
Spitting on this backward hat, cracks are back at last
'Cause I'm cracking backs with the back end of my Lac
Stacked with some Macs, you forgot something, Ketchup
Before I fetch a.............black, dresser, so I can dress her
Up, that is what I love to do before we fuck,, man what?
You aren't catching on? I wish I had an emotional lawn
So that at the fucking break of dawn, it cuts it's arms
Shit, I'll even cut your legs, after I chug down this keg
Knock from your head more than a square shaped peg
Beg....for your life, since right now too pumped to fight
Tonight would be a good time to pay that debt to Mike
First with the bad sight, and there you go dropping mics
Bending over, his booty hole the exact opposite of tight
You're not shit to me, a pathetic creep living on my street
With crossed feet, this song ends with you losing teeth

Ay Well I dropped an LP went out bought my own cd mp3 soon blew up like an explosion I roast doja extortion its what Im flossing, blazing tutti fruitti afghani Kush blunt rolled up in compton. Or In a storm I brought the yay cross the bord in a stolen ford smoking fat crack rocks with sluts galore I don't give a fuck I be bossing choppin up bricks OE E Im tossing up side your dome with a tapped phone broken Glass Mobb in an SUV fully strapped with auto mags cats with gats Rats with traps I stay equipped with 40 bags extacy crystal meth g talk about drugs and OD call the medic The needle broke off in my arm I blew up myself and claim to be a homeless vet from vietnam ya I make money then Mobb to the store And grit down a fat sub purchase 2 swishers and procede to roll a dub I do it in public no care whatso ever I ripped you to shredds and burned your leather brand new house I pissed in your living room and found a mouse I put it on your wifes bed smoked a blunt high as fuck then made a sandwhich with your bread yea right Im a mother fucking mooch I drink Robotussin and puke

Tick tock, CarbonB direct your fat ass to the clock...it's time...to suck...my gigantic COCK! CHEAH!~

Throwin' out rhymes here like a mutherfuckin' electric rhyme throwing machine, biaaaaatch!

CarbonB is so poor he went into hock. Fat fuck sold a replica glock to a shopkeep whoms face revealed only deviousness for having a mock. Smoking his lame ass smoke makes CarbonB hungry and horny, so he pulls out his wok and Bebok his African nigger cock to fock.

There's a knock at the door but there's nothing more that fat galore which is hard to-fucking-IGNORE! *Bounces up and down like a victorius nigger*

Oh it ain't over yet fat boyyyyyyyyyyyyyah...

I gave yo' mother an ounce to make her tits bounce after which i would pounce. yo' daddy would come in. POW POW two hits! Me hitting him and him hitting the ground for the counts.

We don't need no water let the mutherfucker burn, burn mortherfucker, BURRRRRRRRRRRN!


Fuck

Yo, Yeah (What?)
Yeah, Yo (what?)
yeah, tell that shit
yeah, what.

I'm the scarlet fuckin pimpernel
and if ya think im gonna pimp ya, well
im gonna bend ya over now
the im gonna get down, down down.

then im gonna jump the fence,
because i lack confidence,
im not really gots the pimp-ness
im not really a rapper either...
what the fuck am i doing here?
yo, peace out, im'a go grill some red meat with some muthafuckin honey glaze marinade. yo, its gonna be fuckin delishus, yo.

Lol, dude you're like obsessed with me....

That's because you're so big and sexy.