Hey r9k it's time for a rap thread, post your best verses

Hey r9k it's time for a rap thread, post your best verses

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I'm the new kid, moving in
Getting it done
And I'm officially the candidate
For having some fun
You know

NIGGA NIGGA I PULL UP ON YALLS ASSES
I FUCK YOUR WIFE
YALL NIGGAS CANT BE US OR SEE US WE GOTZ DA STRAPS
NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA
DRUGZ ND COCANE
GUNZ N SHEEEEEEIT

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Fuck niggers,
fuck jannies,
fuck trannies,
fuck humanity,
this insanity is part of me and I cant agree with what I see

Oh hi, hi, how you doin'?
Me, me, me I'm doing great
I'm staring at this lake
Wonder if the blocks on my feet will escape on my ankles
Used to see straight, now I'm looking different angles
Call over my bird, trust me I'm disturbed
Sittin' on the curb no more happiness left inside of me
I called down an angel and I begged her to lie to me
I looked her in the eye and asked her "please let me die"
She smiled and she watched me crumble
I lost that shit, couldn't pick up the fumble
Dangerous man, with money in his hands
Now you better stand down
Motherfucker stand down

Rest in peace to the rhyme that you know
The more you know the more that I-I am discriminated
Swear to God I felt my heart was disintegrating
My mind is now twisted, careless bout existence
Another day, another fucking mission
I swear to God, I remember when I used to kiss you
In my kitchen, I had a gun to my face
I kinda hoped you pulled it
So I could finally rest
I'm struggling as fuck but I'm doing my best
I swear I'm a random guy that you randomly test
I saw, I promised you would fail
I'll send you to hell and barely on this earth

And you can probably tell, you can probably tell
I'm barely on this earth and you can probably tell
I'm barely on this earth and you can probably tell

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yea ight nigga
i bust my gat if theres trouble nigga
lets get ready to rumble
you ready to crumble nigga
i spit shit, u flee shit
ur not an issue nigga
most these niggas soft
they need tissues nigga
i rhyme nigga with nigga
yet still have better bars nigga
u aint shit, u aint real
and thats the bottom line
ur no challenge, i spit damage, i spit crime

Speghetti forgetti drop dead in my breadghetti
Droppin hot fetti all over this bitisses brosketti

I eat peepee, yum
you look like wee wee, and dumb
I met your dad
your dads dead
call me what
call me fred
cause im a faggot
god dammit
spit hot fire
like im the planet
kkk
I wouldn't join?
memes may be, funny?
no, i disagree
why?
because my peepee
my willy told me
don't go school
I still might
just to catch a dyke
but nows it friday
pull the glock out kindly
like a candy bar
pull the top part
put it straight to my dome
blow my brains out
leave a spike splatter, looking like a gnome
now im home
but my dick broke
so i stay broke
and my wrists choke
just kiddin, its a joke
wake my wank up
fill my glass up
eat cum.
ow.
my cock, were it be?
it gone
like islam

Life takes a shit on you
like a fat bitch
Hairy ass fatties.
used to jerk it to all kinds of shrews
the crazy bitch that wants to call me her daddy
the skinny but hairy trick that wants to call me zaddy
the average bitch that sounds like her name would be paddy
even the schizo hoe that sucks dick for blow
but never a fatty
kill me now, thinking I'm foolin
don't want to be with an obese human
Niggas say I'm ugly, a dumb Truman
calling me retarded, bullying me, zoomin'
I may be ugly. even a 1/10
but listen friend. I do not pretend
when I say I will never be with an overweight bellend

meahuhuzhuenmeae
durpresshun
nuaemaumeaaha
hoes
nuaamuasa
instagram
nauuahuahauen
thots
nuauhauehama
anndxeidy

im up next to be another hit sad boy trap rapper

I'mma prisoner in a gilded cage no it's not my decision
Screamin' for a escape ragin' against the derision
Derided and chided against by my so-called protection
Tech's the only thing keepin' me from defecting
I drown out the slams of the hammers with waves of jams and stammers
Clammin' up whenever I fuck up while my eardrums get punctured
I keep livin' through the pain, through the noon after noon
The light at the tunnel's gonna blind me soon
But the relief will be short, when I finally leave
My captors anxiously await the end of my reprieve.

Basically I just want to stop working for my fucking dad

Nigga bump
Nigga pump
Nigga show me ya rump

I like this one. Good bars, user.

Pullup to the crib with the 44
Pistol whip your bitch to the floor
Pull out my cock, you know what it's for
Dick so good, turned her into a whore

I'm just black man with a 44
Popped the drug dealer at the door
Nice weed, nice bitch
My trigger finger, gotta twitch

I remember the 5th of December
Fucked that bitch so hard she couldn't remember
"DeShaun? Jackson?"
She was lacking, so I had to pull a double action

I'm just a black man with a 44
Your wife? She is no more.
6 holes in a belly of the whore
The cops had to bag em
That night, they found two types of magnum.

these verses are ASS so here's something i cooked up real quick-like some months ago:

What you know about that
215?
Suicide,
What you know about being dead
And not even dyin?
Bein a legend with no nerves
Cus they constantly on fire,
Forever pissed and sick,
Spite keeping you alive
But you know you worth less
Than any negative number,
Just feelin helpless,
What you know?
Hold on, wait, nah, what you
Nah, nah,
Look,
Speedin on the freeway,
Interstate, just restricts and
Hatred is what you got
Cus that's all the system gave you
No one in the passenger seat,
Bumpin,
Blastin Scum Fuck/Flower Boy
On the road hopin to crash
And see what death brings,
One hand on the wheel and the other
Showin the finger to police
Or whatever official's
Got you in his sights
Seein the US
Tourin to pop as many minorities,
I'm dreamin bout interviews
Talkin bout music I'll never record
And shit,
But
But you don't know shit

i might come back with an better verse, this was way sloppy and below my standards

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This is fucking garbage.
Nigger music is supposed to catchy and at least rhyme half the time. No black man will have this in their playlist, and this will never play at a club.

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yeah because a pubescent neet faggot on Jow Forums larping as a tough edgelord racist knows so much about hip-hop culture

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It was decent. The intro was fire tho
>What you know about that
>215?
>Suicide
Reminds me of "I ain't get to roll no swishers" "they killed my homie right in front of me" etc

well club music is usually low brow shit most of the time

is right, that intro was good, keep it.
There's also
>What you know about being dead
>Not even dying
That's a good one too, reminds me of Tee Grizzly's hit, First Day Out.
There's some good stuff in here, but I can't imagine any good flow combining with this.

You're a Lieutenant and I am a General you best be respectin' me now,
I fuck up your face, flip the whole game and say 'what up' to your bitch like 'ni-hao'

To be fair if you wanted music that was more emotion-oriented, you shouldn't go to rap.

Yo uh uh ye-huh uh mmmm~ uhn! Uhn! Nnf~

>tfw worse at writing bars than everyone ITT even though Ive listened to hundreds of hours of rap and most you fags probably care nothing about it
Fml how do people write bars. All I can think of is stupid corny shit like popping ibuprofen

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Step up bitchass nigga

If you was in sthlm i'd show ya the ropes

yea
aaait
damn
bitch nigga (woop) bitch nigga (woop)
gon' need a gravedigga (woop)
gon' need a whole crew (why)
cuz this is what I gonna do (hol on)
pop one in yo nutz (ouch)
pop one in yo gutz (dang)
get my dick out (uh huh)
bust one in yo mout (scrumptious!)
an' while u suck my sperm in (schlurrrp)
yo bitch will be squirmin (unh)
when I bust in her womb (oh my god)
start anotha baby boom (waah)
she gonna call me onii-chan (onii-chan)
think I always be her man (that's right)
but I got another plan (chik-chak)
blam! blam! blam! BITCH

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niggas want me dead
aint none
fuck my life up make me bleed red
don't fuck up my daki
I'll cook you like tunaki
stir fry like a chinese nigga huh
BRAAAP blaaappp blaapp BRRRRRAP
nigga bix bishes suckin dick ayy YEET

your mistake is thinking popping inuprofen is corny. just write insecure ass nigga

first draft of anything you write should just be pure brainstorming without judgement, then you go through it and pick out the good bits, improve upon the bad ones if possible or toss them out, and keep revising until you have something you like

>P-U-S-S-Y, my second home
I had this one line stuck in my head for about 7 hours now and keep laughing everytime just because I wonder what other peoples reactions would be if I were to mutter it next to them.
Also song: youtube.com/watch?v=KzJ1h9S2ImQ

I may steal parts of this, this is heat user

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THIS
IS
MY
friday night
playin some go
my team on
got good flow
down the sight
get my snipe
pop pop pop
say goodnight
hit the pipe
still not done
havin' fun
one more round
hear a sound
wait hold up
boom boom boom
what the fuck
POLICE MOTHERFUCKER
bam bam bam
oh no no
hit the floor
got the swat
ain't no doubt
kid got hot
sold me out
god damn
fuck my life
no sir I swear I don't
BANG BANG BANG

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