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Boy I'm back moving around
Just got a pack, I’m bout through with it now
Yesterday I sold my partner a cutie
Fuck it, I might just come through with a ounce
He gimme the check, I run through it then bounce
Drove off in a Buick as true as it sounds
(name redacted) pull up in the trap with them bags
Keep somethin' on me to shoot at a clown
Folk, I'm back moving around
They say I needed a buzz in the street
I said "Damn, y'all shoulda told me!
Since I was 15, I been plugged with the tree
Before y'all knew 'bout Meech, I was up in the D
Somewhere on Fenkell with drugs in the Jeep
You don't know how it feel when your cousin a Blood
And you can't call him cousin 'cause bousin a G

Your homies is Crips and you stuck in between
Either you rob or you fuck with them ki's"
I told my label to sign my release
I'll go back to the block, it ain't nothing to me
 
Boy I'm back moving around
Just got a pack, I’m bout through with it now
Yesterday I sold my partner a cutie
Fuck it, I might just come through with a ounce
He gimme the check, I run through it then bounce
Drove off in a Buick as true as it sounds
(name redacted) pull up in the trap with them bags
Keep somethin' on me to shoot at a clown
Folk, I'm back moving around
They say I needed a buzz in the street
I said "Damn, y'all shoulda told me!
Since I was 15, I been plugged with the tree
Before y'all knew 'bout Meech, I was up in the D
Somewhere on Fenkell with drugs in the Jeep
You don't know how it feel when your cousin a Blood
And you can't call him cousin 'cause bousin a G

Your homies is Crips and you stuck in between
Either you rob or you fuck with them ki's"
I told my label to sign my release
I'll go back to the block, it ain't nothing to me

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I can hear it now...
 
Boy I'm back moving around
Just got a pack, I’m bout through with it now
Yesterday I sold my partner a cutie
Fuck it, I might just come through with a ounce
He gimme the check, I run through it then bounce
Drove off in a Buick as true as it sounds
(name redacted) pull up in the trap with them bags
Keep somethin' on me to shoot at a clown
Folk, I'm back moving around
They say I needed a buzz in the street
I said "Damn, y'all shoulda told me!
Since I was 15, I been plugged with the tree
Before y'all knew 'bout Meech, I was up in the D
Somewhere on Fenkell with drugs in the Jeep
You don't know how it feel when your cousin a Blood
And you can't call him cousin 'cause bousin a G

Your homies is Crips and you stuck in between
Either you rob or you fuck with them ki's"
I told my label to sign my release
I'll go back to the block, it ain't nothing to me


Meh, pretty simple rhyme. I'm sure i can freestyle off the top something better than that. 2
 
I get burn = std, but what does burn cash like i had herpes mean

Que?


The coon line was the only bar i didn't with.


The herpes bar, i took it as herpes is for life, lifetime bill for meds, burning threw the money like herpes. It could be a reach tho lol
 
last one for the first "ABW rate the bars" series

When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow
I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck about 5-0
A hard core life I toast to ex flaw
therefore I live raw and went to war wit the law
My only pencil was a mug shot slugs were thugs got pot
get swellin hops from sellin tops to da drugs spot
G's was clocked fat knots was in the socks
and cops who tried to stop shop got knocked when I popped the glock
Shit was ran right by me and my man Mike
Cause I choose to use a gun don't mean that I can't fight
Cause we put the guns down and go one round
wit the hands but man I ain't the one, you'll get done clown
I can inverse my style, cause I'm versitile
Quick to burst a child I'm livin worse than foul
I pack two techs in case ya crew flex
I wet up the set in a second yell whos next
To feel the wrath of a psychopath shoots it up like Shaft
Turn ya staff into a blood bath to laugh
You'll get smashed like a deli snack, you softer than jelly jack
I attack in black wit a gat and a skully hat
 
last one for the first "ABW rate the bars" series

When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow
I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck about 5-0
A hard core life I toast to ex flaw
therefore I live raw and went to war wit the law
My only pencil was a mug shot slugs were thugs got pot
get swellin hops from sellin tops to da drugs spot
G's was clocked fat knots was in the socks
and cops who tried to stop shop got knocked when I popped the glock
Shit was ran right by me and my man Mike
Cause I choose to use a gun don't mean that I can't fight
Cause we put the guns down and go one round
wit the hands but man I ain't the one, you'll get done clown
I can inverse my style, cause I'm versitile
Quick to burst a child I'm livin worse than foul
I pack two techs in case ya crew flex
I wet up the set in a second yell whos next
To feel the wrath of a psychopath shoots it up like Shaft
Turn ya staff into a blood bath to laugh
You'll get smashed like a deli snack, you softer than jelly jack
I attack in black wit a gat and a skully hat


This nigga done committed every crime known to man. Basic rhymes u hear from every rapper, i give it a 2.
 
aight...there you have it...bout to start revealing these
 
When's the next one, I got some lyrics I wanna submit lol
 
First up


1

Shit's corny and yall know it.


Im a feather man , no wait a weather man or maybe weather woman?


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Lupe Fiasco
submitted by: AP

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I'll add, i knew goldie knew this one as we've gone over this one a few times which is why i called it a softball

Goldie is bugging tf out about these bars lol

but i'ma chill

if you press play, it will take you right to the lyrics i quoted
 
next up

aight

next up

Rubber grip or the plastic feel
This that Brooklyn shit, this is not the norm
This that safety off with that engine on
Mercedes Benz, good watch, scene above them all
How he got money when he ain't have a job in so long?
This that hustler shit, that independent grind
That nautical sweat suit and white ones gold shine
Barbershop twice a week, stay sharp and in shape
In the chair, with the trigger hair, under the cape
This that first hand shit, Maybach, tinted windows
Not gonna rap about it but really seen it from my window
This that fine line between jail and my crooks
My bedroom at my mama house smelling like coke
This that gambling spot, stop bank, shoot it back
Metro North, with three birds in the backpack
Plenty trains on bitches, no names or pictures
Kept it low so she brought more things to fuck with us
This that half off credit, shit we don't respect
We just dead them if they try to do 60%
This that other 40% that minority flow
When all the achers sell hearts and only you sell blow
No pain, no gain, I profit of cane
Give a fuck who we slaying as long as my team remain
This that violating, y'all meet your death
This that vile cover, nigga, east versus west

I give it a 3.5. There wasn't any real clever lines and imo in order to be a great rapper if ur not in the business of making entendres then you got paint pictures real well or flow crazy. It doesn't look like the flow was crazy cuz I didn't really see multis. But he did paint a good picture, he didn't paint that gangsta shit on the level of a styles p for ex, but he was decent. 3.5

Troy Ave
submitted by: 5th Letter
 
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