Let's not.
Yo, and I mean YO,
My name is Focus, and I'm here to rhyme some bogus
Cause this thread is a constant rap, so keep it alive and post your shat
Cause the last line is what we be rhymin, so step and show yo'z BIG TYMIN
alrite letz du this - like a bag a chips
"Yoz. I got back from the bah, to hit up the gal"


Let's not.
Theres a certain mystique, when i speak
that you notice thats sort of unique
cause you know its me, my poetry's deep
and im stillmatic
the way i flow to this beat
you cant sit still
its like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
im strapped, its knowin any minute, i could snap
im the equivelent if what would happen if bush rapped
i bully these rappers so bad, lyrically
it aint even funny, i aint even hungry
it aint even money, you cant pay me enough
for you to play me, its cockamayne
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murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better, get rid of that nine, it ain't gonna help
What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell
Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail
I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve
Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my block
'til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox
{"Mom! MOM!"} I used to give a - fuck, now I could give a fuck less
What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I'm stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too upset
It's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi"
Became a commodity because I'm W-H-I-
-T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me
Can't wait 'til Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn't workin?
You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now
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That's good. Except... I don't think you saw the point of the thread.
In the midst of OC nonsense, I felt like rapping. Obviously, OC nonsense and rap go hand in hand. Obviously.
So I'm gunna give a line. Then, yo'z bitches gon go rhyme one line in return, rhyming with the line I began with. Alright lets try this again, before I pass out:
"I got hungry when I be typin, so I drove down to the store"
"I got hungry when I be typin, so I drove down to the store"
"found me some whores"
But ended up fucking the 7/11 potties


Hocus Pocus *poof* no more Focus
keep it up we'll have to call Officer Yokas
oh snap wait I think I figured out what the joke is
he ain't trying to rhyme he's just trying to provoke us.
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012


Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012


bigDyl and his pictionary rummages
can't even delve into the true thuggishness
of a downbeat cypher thick with the grungiest
poetry scrawled on the side of a bin where the rubbish is
while down heart souls huddle between condos of the prosperous
A Gulf war vet shutters, flashbacks of his leg being charred by phosphorous
as he pleas in a whispered tone "where is our government to foster us!"
"God damn it when will America learn that the real cost of the war isn't the big bucks........the real cost is us!"![]()
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012
Georgy porgy pudding and pie....jerked off in his girlfriends eye...when it got all hard and shut ...Georgy facked that one eyed slut!
the real cost is us...
enter the arsonist...
burnin' emcees till their carbon dust
i'm carvin' this, methodically sharpenin'
until my rhyme schemes sharper than an obelisk
considered to be the most barbarous, verbalist carpenter
leave behind a trail of civilian carcasses
more than the army does...
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