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Like the President I kill 'em neat (scammers), I'm talkin' neat like freak
I'm talkin' neat like fleek, I'm talkin' neat like a geek
You come with beef, I eat a B
I'm talkin' B's, spellin' bee (sheesh)
Double R, that's a Rolls
Paint it yellow like it's dairy
I'm talkin' Rose like Derrick
I'm talkin' rolls like a belly (woo)
Like a new car, I got two keys
Tryna score the bucket like a Chevy seat
Then I heard they been pullin' all week
I'ma use ya name like who is he, you get it?
I said I'ma username like who is he
 
AP21 said:
Like the President I kill 'em neat (scammers), I'm talkin' neat like freak
I'm talkin' neat like fleek, I'm talkin' neat like a geek
You come with beef, I eat a B
I'm talkin' B's, spellin' bee (sheesh)
Double R, that's a Rolls
Paint it yellow like it's dairy
I'm talkin' Rose like Derrick
I'm talkin' rolls like a belly (woo)
Like a new car, I got two keys
Tryna score the bucket like a Chevy seat
Then I heard they been pullin' all week
I'ma use ya name like who is he, you get it?
I said I'ma username like who is he
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lol

i'ma add the poster who submitted it as well once all 10 are done lol
 
Yeah, Dad lost his job, mama worked at Mrs. Winner's
Gun pulled in her face, she still made dinner
“(name redacted) watch the meter so they don’t turn the lights off"
Workin' two jobs so I can get into that white school,
And I hate it there,
They all make fun of my clothes and wanna touch my hair,
And my uncle on that stuff that got my grandma shook,
Drug dealers roughed him up and stole his address book,
He’s supposed to pay ‘em back,
He owe 'em money but his bank account is zero,
So my momma made us sleep with Phillips heads,
Under the pillow....like that would do somethin'
But she’s got six kids...she’s gotta do somethin'
She don’t want me in a lifestyle like my cousin
And he mad cause his father ain’t around
He lookin’ at me now, like
"Why you so fuckin lucky? I had a father too
But he ain’t around so I'mma take it out on you"
We used to say "I love you," now we only think that shit
It feels weird that you’re the person I took sink baths with
Street took you over, I want my cousin back
The world sayin' what you are
Because you’re young and black, don’t believe ‘em
You’re still that kid who kept the older boys
From teasin', for some reason
 
AP21 said:
Yeah, Dad lost his job, mama worked at Mrs. Winner's
Gun pulled in her face, she still made dinner
“(name redacted) watch the meter so they don’t turn the lights off"
Workin' two jobs so I can get into that white school,
And I hate it there,
They all make fun of my clothes and wanna touch my hair,
And my uncle on that stuff that got my grandma shook,
Drug dealers roughed him up and stole his address book,
He’s supposed to pay ‘em back,
He owe 'em money but his bank account is zero,
So my momma made us sleep with Phillips heads,
Under the pillow....like that would do somethin'
But she’s got six kids...she’s gotta do somethin'
She don’t want me in a lifestyle like my cousin
And he mad cause his father ain’t around
He lookin’ at me now, like
"Why you so fuckin lucky? I had a father too
But he ain’t around so I'mma take it out on you"
We used to say "I love you," now we only think that shit
It feels weird that you’re the person I took sink baths with
Street took you over, I want my cousin back
The world sayin' what you are
Because you’re young and black, don’t believe ‘em
You’re still that kid who kept the older boys
From teasin', for some reason
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This is storytelling and painting pictures at it's finest. No "im the feather man, i mean weather woman" bullshit. Shit like this is why Pac is considered the goat. Shit that hits close to home "watch the meter so they don't turn the lights off" nigga.

I give that a 5.
 
"...Remember that fuck nigga pulled up using his chrome
Hit the back of my head and neck, I should've died, nigga
I feel like my nigga Dunce kept me alive, nigga
Slap in my face like, "Bruh, open your eyes, nigga"
Shaking my head like, "Fuck that, you can't die, nigga"
Only real shit what I provide, nigga
I wrote this shit with the tears in my eyes, nigga
Now they gotta consider me top five, nigga
You hearing my shit, is you surprised, nigga?
You know what's funny, I wanted to quit
After I got shot in my head I seen my face like, "I'm done with this shit" (It's over)
Trying to spit my verses and mumbling and shit
Face twisted up looking ugly and shit
That Bell's Palsy had me looking like I had a stroke
But every bar raw like a slab of coke
And them same niggas that laugh and joke
Is doing bad and broke
And everything I drop is classic, dope
This the realest shit in my pad I wrote
This the realest shit that I wrote..."
 
AP21 said:
Like the President I kill 'em neat (scammers), I'm talkin' neat like freak
I'm talkin' neat like fleek, I'm talkin' neat like a geek
You come with beef, I eat a B
I'm talkin' B's, spellin' bee (sheesh)
Double R, that's a Rolls
Paint it yellow like it's dairy
I'm talkin' Rose like Derrick
I'm talkin' rolls like a belly (woo)
Like a new car, I got two keys
Tryna score the bucket like a Chevy seat
Then I heard they been pullin' all week
I'ma use ya name like who is he, you get it?
I said I'ma username like who is he
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Lmao I know exactly who this is.

How he delivered def better than how it looks written
 
AP21 said:
"...Remember that fuck nigga pulled up using his chrome
Hit the back of my head and neck, I should've died, nigga
I feel like my nigga Dunce kept me alive, nigga
Slap in my face like, "Bruh, open your eyes, nigga"
Shaking my head like, "Fuck that, you can't die, nigga"
Only real shit what I provide, nigga
I wrote this shit with the tears in my eyes, nigga
Now they gotta consider me top five, nigga
You hearing my shit, is you surprised, nigga?
You know what's funny, I wanted to quit
After I got shot in my head I seen my face like, "I'm done with this shit" (It's over)
Trying to spit my verses and mumbling and shit
Face twisted up looking ugly and shit
That Bell's Palsy had me looking like I had a stroke
But every bar raw like a slab of coke
And them same niggas that laugh and joke
Is doing bad and broke
And everything I drop is classic, dope
This the realest shit in my pad I wrote
This the realest shit that I wrote..."
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Dope fuckin bars. I like when "gangsta" rappers talk about the other side of the game and not just the money and bitches. The only downside to this verse was half of it ending with "nigga" . I hate when rappers do that, even when Cole does it. But other than that, solid verse.


I give it a 4.

Is that Conway? U can answer when we're done.
 
once this person sends me theirs, there are 4 more left

i guess i'll drop another one
 
They told me life is what you make it
So what you been creating on your free time?
I’ll lend you bars if you need rhyme – or reason
Some people change, it’s a part of life – like seasons
Just be aware that everybody ain't your friend
They’ll be gone with the wind once your jump shot don’t go in
Or your ACL torn and you're a couple yards short
From a Super Bowl Championship and it was down 4
Gotta play the field, be willing to ride, willing to dive
For what you desire, call your pop fly, but never collide
With other players that play the game
Don’t be eager to run with crowds, stay in your lane
Pass the knowledge on to your team, but carry the flame
Cuz it's yours and yours alone to brighten your way
Put God first and free your soul
Cuz even Olympic runners sometimes lose their gold
 
AP21 said:
They told me life is what you make it
So what you been creating on your free time?
I’ll lend you bars if you need rhyme – or reason
Some people change, it’s a part of life – like seasons
Just be aware that everybody ain't your friend
They’ll be gone with the wind once your jump shot don’t go in
Or your ACL torn and you're a couple yards short
From a Super Bowl Championship and it was down 4
Gotta play the field, be willing to ride, willing to dive
For what you desire, call your pop fly, but never collide
With other players that play the game
Don’t be eager to run with crowds, stay in your lane
Pass the knowledge on to your team, but carry the flame
Cuz it's yours and yours alone to brighten your way
Put God first and free your soul
Cuz even Olympic runners sometimes lose their gold
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That whole football/sports scheme was fire. Dope content, clever scheme, the flow seemed kinda off, but it was still solid verse. 4.3
 
Came out the sewer, it's stankin'
Go in the booth and I'm blankin'
Slept with my tool on the blanket
Like I'm the son of Michael
All of these haters, they're gettin' spiteful
They see my heart has been damaged
You see the whip Panoramic
You see I made it, you witnessed progression
I was talkin' like I knew I was destined
I'm a boss and I won't ever regret it
Whether you like it, you gotta admit it
Then I change up your location
Then I pull up in that Wraith
Have I fulfilled all your dreams?
 
AP21 said:
Came out the sewer, it's stankin'
Go in the booth and I'm blankin'
Slept with my tool on the blanket
Like I'm the son of Michael
All of these haters, they're gettin' spiteful
They see my heart has been damaged
You see the whip Panoramic
You see I made it, you witnessed progression
I was talkin' like I knew I was destined
I'm a boss and I won't ever regret it
Whether you like it, you gotta admit it
Then I change up your location
Then I pull up in that Wraith
Have I fulfilled all your dreams?
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I give it a 2. I see what he was trying to do with the blanket/mj bar, but the execution was wack. The boss talk towards the end was dope (progression/destined) bars. It was pretty weak overall tho
 
Let 'em speak, I know I'm meek but the mills louder
Watch the throne, kings kill when the prince feels power
It's the real deal, Holyfield, holy shit, holy grail
Silver spoon coon, young buffoon, yeah, they know me well
I'm makin' moves, couldn't lose, doin' Parker Lewis
Hot on my own, self-immolate, I could be a Buddhist
Hot on my own, check your tone, check your stance homie
You don't even like me, you just trynna get my fans homie
So nerdy but the flow wordy
Brain-freezin' with the flow slurpie
Ice cold but you know I burn cash like I had herpes
Not true, but I'm that dirty
Niggas quit bein' hot man, cold turkey
While I'm out in Kauai, man, soul searchin'
And these niggas be afraid and I'm so certain
Cause they don't know what to do when the world's broken
A lot of people try and go and talk shit but your girl stops me on the street
Like it's stop and frisk and a bunch of DDots wanna talk a lot of shit
But that's cool cause in the real world they really don't exist
It's all because the internet
 
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