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Homo DissRap Lyrics

Homo Diss

[LOCKED AWAY, JULY 6, 2009]YOUR A HOMOSPITTIN RHYMES TRYIN TO ATTRACT THESE NIGGAS THAT BEEN DOIN CRIMESYOU BENDIN OVER TO PICK UP THE MIC THINKIN YOUR THE ******** THATS A CRIMEALL THESE NIGGAS BE HOMOPHOBICSNOW YOU GOT THESE NIGGAS STARIN AT YOUAND DISSIN YOUR RHYMESWAITIN FOR YOU TO GO HOMESO THEY CAN TRACK YOU DOWNSMACK YOU UPAND BEAT YOU DOWNALL JUST TO COMMIT ANOTHER CRIMEWHO IN THE **** INVENTED THAT STUPID CRIMENIGGAS STAND UP YOU GOT THE RIGHT TO BEAT DOWN ANY QUEER THAT THINKS HE CAN RHYMEKEEP YOUR FAG MAGAZINES AT HOMENO NIGGA WANTS TO SEEA NIGGA SUCKIN ON ANOTHER NIGGAKEEP THOSE PINK DRESSES ON YOUR HOESNIGGAS don't NEED TO KNOWWHAT YOU DREAM OFYOU ****IN HOMO'SSTAY OFF YOUR KNEES'CEPT WHEN YOU SUCKIN ON THESEOH, **** WHAT AM I SAYIN*****, YOU BETTER LET GO OF MY NUTSBEFORE I HAVE TO AIM AND SQUEEZE'and CAP YOUR HOMO ASSAND SPREAD DISEASENOW YOU HOMO'S GOT US COMMITTEN CRIMESAGAINST DISEASE SPREADIN MOTHER****ERS LIKE YOUCONVINCED THE GOVERNMENT THAT WE'RE THE CRIMINALSWHAT IN THE ****YOU NIGGASBE KILLIN MILLIONSYOU HOMOS SHOULD BE CHARGED WITHGENOCIDEWHILE YOUR AT IT CHARGE ME WITH HOMICIDECAUSE YOU NIGGAS GOT NO CLUEHOW MANY ****IN HOMOS LIKE YOUI GOT BURIED IN MA BACKYARDWHAT WAS THAT**** ME?NO WAYYOU SICK ****KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTSYOU ****IN HOMOYOU **** LEFTI'LL **** STRAIGHTTHATS THE WAY ITS GUNNA BE TILL I CONVINCE THE GOVERNMENTTO GAS YOUR MOTHER****INGENOCIDE COMMITTEN ASSKEEP YOUR ASS LOCKED AWAYWHILE YOUR SITTIN THERE STARVINGET ONE OF YOUR HOMO'S TO PUMP YOUR ASS FULL OF RANCHNOW YOU NIGGAS CAN LIVE ON GRAVYI don't GIVE A ****YOU HOMOS AINT LIVIN OFFMA INCOME TAXUNTIL YOU COME BACKAND **** STRAIGHTYA'LL NIGGAS CAN STAY LOCKED AWAY

-reply by BlackDawn

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To Tha Man Who Wrote This..Rappin Is A Hobby Only Habbit Is Wealth/How You Talkin Bout These Cats When You a Faggit Ya Self/Prayin For a Chance To Make It Hoe You Boppin For Hope/Yeah You Locked Now Problly Droppin Tha Soap/1st Time I Checked This Website My Homie Was Right/You Tha Type Of  Fags Who Problly Sleepin Lonely At Night/You See, Rappin Is My Passion, My Verses Keep Clashin/To Keep Them Selfs Tighter Than This Fag Mans Fashion/8 Bars In, What Else Am I About To Say/Mom like "Son don't Forget To Wipe That White Stuff Off Your Mouth Today"/Silly Faggit, Dicks Are For Chicks/Lookin Like Tooth Paste an Twix Mixed When He Spits/Sick..  Stop Ya Whole Head From Shakin Up/This Boy Sizzlin.. Somebody Put Tha Bacon Up/Like Foldgers, Another Dick El Wake Em Up/An I'm a White Man Now Tell Me Who Verse is Fake as FU**/

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ROOKIE: 

yo, it's the rookie from the streets,Wont take **** but I'll take yr beats,Singen on stage diss me loose your feet,Uall loose 'em' both not one you can keep,Tha niggas out back will tryin ta peep,But if one of them see I'll slit there throat,Take there rimes take there quotes,Leave no evidence not ah fuc*in note,I leave ya dead or broke smokin dope,Ill hang ya dnt think I'm joking cause I got tha rope,I didnt provide it was the pope,I witnessed a rape I got tha proof  I got the tape,Uall be pickin grass cause your an ape 24 clips pop in ya black A**!

-reply by ROOKIE

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get up with that :L im 15 btw Rap Lyrics

cos I'm ruffas attack and any rudeboi betta best stand back

9mm, reinforced steel..

like mcdonalds ill make this beef real and...

juiced like a crackhead you know the deal when the reinforced steel will make your skin peel

gimme the fool to my right hand boy

he'll take ya **** like a babys toy

merk any mans cos I'm here to annoy

merk any crew cos I'm here to destroy

y dot r-a reppin the endz

 ciggerate vision  now pass me then benz

av a lil smoke then pass to a freind

have a couple beers boi it also dependsssssssssssssss

-reply by E-T3K K1D

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ROOKIE:

take a second...Chill...Yo for a second glitch u thought I was gone,Behind your back wid ya ***** I know I did wrong,But life aint allways wat it seems to be,U had to changed wat u didn't believe,Money makin men tryed to steel and theive,Behind yr back when you could't evan see!Thats when the **** erupted like volcanos exploden,Throwing knifes and guns upgraden reloaden,Your homie was shot 5 times for knowen,U waitin outside the hostbital wid your smoke puffen an blowen,Thats when u did wrong, u know it, it's the only reason I'm writing this stupid song,But it didn't take long for u to lose temper,U toke your gun and drove up in his hood and called him a wanka,Didnt hesitate when u shot him in the face,Get one last look one last taste,Before you were thrown in prison u felt like u was erased,That's were I came in took your place,Changed the world and change the base!!

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Diz my say Rap LyricsWatch Ya Bak,Times aren't right these's daysThe raps are spreading heaps of waysI don't think people get wat they r sayin no moreWhen I listen to it I just ignoreI jus have to say watch ya bak and listen closelyNiggahz on the block thinkin ya hard and u got stockCome to me and yu will see the direction I takeThat will make everyone scream hard as hellFor u stuck in a sell hearin a bellKnowin its time for deathMins later dead lyin on the floorA few hours later knock knock on the family doorTears shed to there heart wat happen to hes bodyKnow one knows anything but they r all sad crying plez come bakHe wont cause he wasnt blackAnd wasnt good enough for a trackPlez plez as I say 'watch ya bak'-feedback by josh

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Im qoin hardRap Lyrics

4 all u punk ass niqkas rappin and talkin like u the ****

I been and the qame so lonq its a crime wen I spit

swaqq so leqit

J money albums sellinq

yah albums aint **** but counter fits

I qo hard wen I spit dnt say I havent told yah

dnt make me throw my hands

cus my hands mite fold yah

my choppers make u dance

but my hands make u drop

and my qoons make yo ****inq heart stop

I'm qoin hard

just cusz imah k-town soulja 

-reply by J money

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Thats lifeRap LyricsNow just listen to my words and Please understandI was raised as a thug so I cant be a manI'm labeled as the lowest scum on the earthand its like I was cursed the day I seen birthAnd I'm findin it hard wen I try to fit inI live life as a thug so where do I beginIts often I'm disapproved straight in the faceand I'm wonderin sometimes wat I'm doin in dis placeI kno life aint easy but I cant get a breakIve lived through it all don't I got wat it takesIve experienced drugs, ive experienced violencePast the beyond ive cryed tears in the silenceWatch my mother cry as I bring her home troublesEveryday of life is the same f***in rubbleLosin bits of me every second life pastsand I'm always here sittin alone and I ask[Chrous:]Whas Life?Wen my worlds come crashin on downWhas Life?Wen I'm still here pumpin out roundsWhas Life?Wen my dreams is to high to reachWhas Life?Wen I don't undastand wat dey teachWhas Life?Wen I cant have noone to holdWhas Life?Wen your days just passin by slowWhas Life?Wen I cant seem to drop that knifeWhas Life?Wen I keep on askin whats life-reply by Big Cal

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SOme of my stuffRap Lyrics

Light you up like a car cop drop u in the car lot all it takes is one shot watch your lung drop that’s when the fun stop I'm hard like a rum shot I'm dumb hot straight from the gun shop with weight and a dumb glock going outta state on the run pop grind till the sun drop spit that rhyme till my thumb stop I got flavor like a gum drop got the coke and nope it aint soda pop half these niggaz couldn’t holda rock we blasting triggas till our shoulders pop casting niggas like a fishing rod ***** I'm hot they cant hit the God **** they cant hit par I put it in the whole like I did they girl in my car nigga you hurled at the bar how you figure I got this far you ****ing wit a star acting all hard but never hada scar rappin them bars but never had an appaulse niggas is frauds

 

Its as easy as pie how you gonna kill a nigga already phening to die don’t even try leave you done and flee the scene of the crime squeeze the nine never getting time cuz I'm good with mine never outta shine cuz I'm hood with mine niggas wish they could rhyme I'm addicted to crime I keep phenes fixed one at a time you niggas is running outta time I'm at the front of the line with a blunt and a nine

 

My **** so hot they don’t believe it *****es bras drop soon as they read it I'm ona tip thatll leave you defeated you cants take this **** eat it and wheep it I make this **** live it and breathe it **** the law watch me break it and beat it for money I'm phening so I'm gunning so I'm gunning and leaving running and thieving nigga you bumming and dreaming I'm funding and dealing dumping and weaving leave you huffing and heaving busta done give me a reason.

 

Yo people just don’t get it just aint wit it you can trust I spit it I don’t cuss or kid it I don’t rush or spin it I'm just authentic you justa critic that aint truth you bent it if I want fiction I rent it you call yourself a Christian but your tempted you resisted but you did it you repented but persisted condemned but forgiven you say amen but your sinning in the end who are you kidding your end was known before your beginning your soul was sewn before you were livin the story was told before it was written the choice was made before the decision the price was payed before it was given the voice was heard before the saying the dice were layed before you were playing

Drugs I'm whipping thugs I'm tippin hugs I'm getting money and wisdom running from prison lovin and livin trippin and crypin thuggin and mugging got the vision for winnin got the system ta listen got the rhythem to flow like a piston candy painted for show driving real slow alcoholic ona hydrolic first high then low bump grind then go puff lye and dro a tucked nine fo sho a rough rhyme and (dough) a hoe touch mine and like a mine ill blow like my mind I glow like my rhyme I flow first fast then slow puff grass I grow pass the hoe gas the po got the base ina case and a nine on the waist just in case give it a taste could be laced cooked it in a base pushed it like a race get em hooked like a fish get it cooked like a dish get em shook like a *****

-reply by Rich

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Email Me haleystup@msn.com Tell Me How Good My Rap Is At The Age Of 12 ?Rap Lyrics

Roll In Ma Road V4 Thats Ma Post Code

Yeah Lets Do Dis

Yo Blud U Fink your Hard

Ill Cum and Shank You In Your Yard

Even Though Yh Mom Sed I'm Bared

But don't Listen To Er She's Just A Retard

So If You Wanna Mess With Me

Yah Betta Realise Its Not Free

Cause Ill Take All Of Ya Bank's Free

So You Wanna Get A Life

Cuz Uva Wise You'll Get Shanked With A Knife

Yeah You Can See My Life Aint The Best

Like Any Of The Rest

My Life Was On Purpose

Completley Random

Just Like A Circus

I Cant Stand The Pain

Of People Cutting My Vains

So You Can See My Life Aint Bright

I'm Prayin To God Every Night

So You No U Wanna Be Polite To Me

Cuz Yh Dow Wanna Get In A Fight Wid Me

And Fight Like Lee Bramley

Unless U Wanna Deal With A Broken Nose

And Puttin Down A Bright Red Rose

So Hold Your Breath

Cause Your Asking For Death

With Your Mom Shopin

For A Used Cofin

Down Dat 7 Foot Hole

So You And That Sket Louise

You Aint Black Eye Peas

You Are Just 2 Wana Bees

So Go Play Yh Bummin Game

And Stop Tryin To Act Like

Lil Wayne

Cause You Wont Make It Thru Me

I'll Kill You Like Teken 3

Cause You don't Wanna Be Dead

You Just Cant Get It Into Your Head

That Your Mom Wont Cry

That You Had To Die

Cuz I Wont Get Blamed

Cause I'll Put You Up In Flames

So Cum On Den

Cuz Inside My Heart Is Like A Bomb

About To Exploded

Just About To All Unload

That My Heart Aint A Deep Blue Ocean

All Of It Travel's In Slow Motion

So Cum On I Will Cum And Bang You

Or I'll Just Cum Hang You

Untill Your Dead

Or Shoot You Thru the Head

Cause I Wont Get Blamed

Cause I'll Put You Up In Flames

And Bury Your Ashes

Whilst Watchin Your Mom Having Back Flashes

So You Didnt Last

Cause You Have Passed

So You'll Get Raised

And I'll Get Praised

And So Your Of To Hell

You Stupid Bell

Now I'm Not Bein Racist

But You Need To Face That

Your Not Black That Your Not White

I'll Break You Up Like A Turkish Delight

U Fink Your Harder Den Me

Ill Bang You Up Like Tekken 3

Fink Your Bad In Your Nerdy Crew

People Avoid You Cuz Yh Have Swine Flu

And Its About The Chew Crew

Yeah

Hold Tight Sadla Blakey Gozy Fozy Arsehole

Nes Cafe Thomas Elwell Williams

Yeah

Hold Tight

-reply by Elliot Chew