Topic: I AM,,,,,,,,The MAN!!!!!! | |
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So lets talk shiiiit, I've been told I'm FULL-OF-IT.
YOU know why your here, YOU know WHO I AM.. I'm THAT DUDE who BROUGHT YOU HERE,, THAT ONE WHO MADE YOU THINK, YOU CAN!! IT was in my poem or in my rap. I MADE YOU THINK,,POKE them KEYS, TAP, TAP, TAP. So lets talk Shiiit, cause I WROTE THE BOOK ON IT! YOU WANNA MAKE-UP A POST? I DONE THOUGHT IT, AND POSTED IT! LOOKING FOR AN ANSWER,,,I DONE WROTE IT! The KING of Mingle's, MR GOOD GUY!!! Sure, others come in and TRY,,,, But I'M THE ONLY ONE HERE, WHO CAN FLY!! YOU BEEN READING ME, SINCE THE FIRST DAY YOU SAID HI. It was ME who gave YOU your first reply. TELL ME, you haven't read me. And I know its all your lie.. Cause I'm that Dude Of dudes on here, That GAVE YOU YOUR DESIRE TO "TRY"! Cause I AM the only dude on here, who TRULY IS---iam4U! ALL the OTHERS, ARE JUST WANNA-BE----------ME... SO stop your trying and start YOUR crying,, Cause I AM TRUE! |
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there you go homie
be mr man but only truth there is i rule this land so fudge them feelings and become a fan and if you dont well than ill be damned i think i wasted my time but just as planed ill keep talking this **** till boys become man and tell them to listen before becoming a sham soon thier egos will be cold cut like ham. not good enough huh well oh bother i gots winnie the pooh son even harry potter they hittin my blunt feeling higher than the god father i bet you feel good after you posted this **** but i bet you didnt know it be replied by a chick by geisha non the less yes im that ***** i must confess now who the **** are you im sorry i wasnt blessed but i never heard of you boo so answer to the press are you super man? no are you spider man? no but you are the man huh... what kinda man? if all you do is rap n boast damn and from coast to coast my name spread like sand so lets give a toast to these amazing flows this is just friendly **** to say i just hope you have a nice day :) |
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man!
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Edited by
iam4u
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Thu 06/30/11 11:06 PM
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So little shorty got some sand,
just ain't got no dam gold band, Thinks her shiiiiit so sweet, she can lick it off her feet. Say you wasted your time, hell girl, you showed all THAT in your rhyme. Wanna be my fan, dammmm-it girl you's needs a tan. I keep it all real, cause thats just my deal. I ain't on here, To be given little girls a thrill. da only land yo ho rules, is that land of po lost-fools, You just be like all da rest, hittin on me here, liftin yo dress. get yo bump and grinded behind off my page, I seen a chick looked like you,at the Zoo locked in a cage. Come-in here thinkin you sooooo bad.. well baby girl i hates to say it, but your shiiiit be sad.. im keepin this all nice, wouldn't want to wake-up your lice. Ain't no bother from a sister, just don't be kissin me with dat blister, just keep on readin my lines, and pay all yo street walkin fines. Cause on here shorty, I be super f-ing BAD----MAN. Don't need to leave all up-set and shiiit just know i-be kiddin cause im down with thizt.. Care for another round my dear,,,I promise I''''s be nice... Welcome home homie,,,Geishababy,,,,,what ya say,,,maybe??? Your always welcome to SLAM ME TO THE GROUND!!!! Just don't tickle me,,,,,wink, |
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man! |
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Edited by
Up2Us
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Fri 07/01/11 01:51 AM
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Cool writes....
oh my....cough trying 2 make the talk trying 2 walk the walk Not knowing how 2 talk. Making concrete drawings without the chalk. Ice cream dripping forever dipping slipped up now tripping mi tie sipping Oops it's me again bringing down the pain left U in the rain Yet again, A repetitious thing ILL sitting 2 the side Forever on your mind Got U falling on your face Cracked up cracked out Losing weight Body 4 sale Turning tricks Shuffling her feet Like there's no tomorrow. So here I am, Once again Taking my cut Amused 2 see Ya still acting up Getting hysterical Smooth words It's a etymology That's my psychiatry Mental ammunition Poison 2 the mind You know who I am I'm the one U never understand Each thought, Cast like a shadow Ambassador with a pen. Looking down Turning out tomorrow 2 deep, While U drown in your sorrows Kiss the ground Say bye 2 tomorrow Soprano gangster, Holding each day hostage Ya body up 4 ransom Hotel hot thing Diva on her back $5 dollars a pop Not excepting credit cards Coming while going, Flowing while choking Hitting N toking Bent N snorting Popping pills Shooting up Flowing out Knocked up Turned out, A one way ticket 2 the next Abortion clinic Hanger Candidate Trash can babies Dr.s gone on holiday Bleeding out Found dead Obituary song bird Her names not right I don't care what U heard. Ya still here, Captive 2 each word A slave of thought Turning out your mind Twilight zone with no way out. Let just say, I really don't exist Poetic amnesty A politician with a pen.... |
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does that about rap it up here?? hehe....
well done, EVERYone!! that was fun! |
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does that about rap it up here?? hehe.... well done, EVERYone!! that was fun! Give way yo sway,,,,,,let us here whatsha wanna play? Let me help ya out, so as ta make ya wanna shout.. You fella's got this gripe,, all your ladies ain't yo type. Not when da gotta listen to yo hype. See these ladies ain't into you crying little babies. They like to feel ya on the inside. you know, long, thick and wide. so da's got sumpin to ride. So take yo boo-hoos to da coo coo's. cause ya ain't got da-stuff, see des babies liks it rough. Don't be lookin for no pity, des be playin with doze titeeees. Yo, Yo, dudes,,heres my best for you's YOU be da MAN,,don't be gettin confused. Don't be talkin trash, don't be gettin you a rash. des be talkin cool, with a pucket full of cash. take my advice be a man and dice, these ladies don't sleep with no damn mice...... I say this is very exciting and new,,,I must thank all of YOU. This shall be your place to vent, know it was iam------ SENT! Give it your try,,give-us your reply,,,promise wil-mak-ya-cry.. <---fudly here,,,thinks we's cool... |
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Edited by
bastet126
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Fri 07/01/11 09:36 AM
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okies, i can be 'swayed', lol
i ain't got a nick or a knack for talking all this smack dab in middle makes me fiddle with the oooops there goes another oh brother grow a pair get your stare up another foot or so lame with just excuses you just useless and that missing chromozone best not call me on the phone late at night when booze is talking keep on walking and better yet how bout just get ...gone. |
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does that about rap it up here?? hehe.... well done, EVERYone!! that was fun! I like this thread, it's COOOOOOOLIO Im the Queen If you know whatta I mean Im real pretty but I come across mean I built my wall real strong and tough But my inbox just cant get enough Everyday I check in and there's another one for me I try to to ignore cuz Im already part of we We,WE, who could this be My other half whos on here watching me So dont be a hater or say see ya later Cuz in the ends all I want from this is Friends... |
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man! yes i am, iam here's one to add to it.... My Coordinate System tobacco stained nightmares in alcoholic sweat the closet door pedophile is preening on the net as laughing gas dentist yank teeth from a grin he smiles through the picket fence of his distorted sin I’ m not sure what this about just mental masturbation with a climax of doubt pre-cum verses dripping down societies chin lethal contraceptive impregnating spin there’s a digital recording of a life you didn’t plan kept in sight by the face on a clock without hands this cell phone is a tether with invisible string keeping us connected like the spice on a chicken wing and I, I am a miracle I am superman but without all the cool stuff you, you are my kryptonite, yet without you, I would die anyway it’s a tricky thing, this life some die heroic, others live in strife while this flat tire turnstile keeps me on the side so I trade one for another and the other’s just the same lessons never learned are destined for the flame even the good girls get wax across the chest and the bad boys swarm when angels need to rest you trade one for another and the other’s just as lame keeping with the theory of inertial reference frame shadowboxer curser, blank computer screen misfit island luau in honor of the queen smoke signal drifters infiltrate the scene corrupting all the produce and you’re a tangerine but in a world of great disease I am immune running round the motor track feeding on the fumes catching glimpses of a life through the eye of a monsoon trying to avoid the cow who’s returning from the moon and I will because I, I am a miracle I am superman without all the cool stuff, but sometimes she lets me wax poetic kc09 |
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I'm talkin to the Nation
In anticipation, Of my words to ya, for some realization transcendentally, transposed into your, Imagination. Lets cut our tie's and tell no lies. I am your keeper of this real, I ain't here to lie cheat or steal. Don't be givin me any shiiizt, I ain't into IT. Communication is whats im bout, You don't like dat, then get da hells out. We the people of this zone, live to be with you on yo telephone. Ain't got no mask, done me no time, just givin you my forcast. If ya lookin for some truth, tard of takin their abuse. then ya found you a place, to set and talk and read, we's put a smile on yo face. Come-on in and spin your vowels, just don't be throwin in no damnnn towels.. F U BE DOWN WIT DAT I B UP WIT U, Then ya know ya got, sumpin ta do.. Cause we's loves U!!!!!!!! You people are on a roll,,, keep the flavors comin keep dem words a pumpin. YOU BE BAD,,,,,, WE BE GLAD,,, SO DON'T BE THINKIN THIS SHIZTTTTT SAD!!! |
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Pack up your ****
and just be gone You ain't the most You just a ghost You're not all that not even phat Call a cab, take a walk you do the talk but you're off the block just be gone you're out of luck you're nothing but a stupid f**k.................. |
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lol that's fun! that's my version of old lady rap.
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Pack up your **** and just be gone You ain't the most You just a ghost You're not all that not even phat Call a cab, take a walk you do the talk but you're off the block just be gone you're out of luck you're nothing but a stupid f**k.................. |
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Ok you're the sh**, I'm the sewer.
You're fresh to death, I'm newer. Under ground king, nobody truer. You fly like a plane, I'm more like a satellite. You're out of this world, I'm out of sight. Gotta wear shades at night, I'm so damn bright. |
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i hardly recognized that chip up on your shoulder
but as we got older it grew boulder and holy cow look at you now so consumed in narcissm its your prism perty colors has your tongue all the evil words you slung its hard to see the forest through the treeza jeeeeeeeeza one big teasa you turned out to be so i got my groove on now i'm outtie roll the seat back have a poutie all alone where you can see the true missing of the me you had it made but through all the shade you got blinded i hope you find it in your hand tonight that's right one minus one is free |
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Today I got ripped,,
it was just one more drip. The run of life that sticks like a knife. Here in my body of pain, Wherever we look, whatever its view. We cannot hide that which is written in its book. Live to see, live to be. all that you must live through. Just don't think its all free. Or its pleasues fall from a tree. For it all rides on the tides, that make I and you,, something more tobe. |
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Yo, I don't eat beef, I'm strictly vegetarian
When it comes to gettin' cabbage I'm like Conan the Barbarian Beatin' on my chest like a silver back gorilla with fists full of scrilla Cheifed up off a zone just keepin' it trilla |
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right on man....
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