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LPHybridSnax

New member
Thought I'd just make my own thread on my stuff instead of making 43 topics a week. Thought I'd start off my little thread with a short freestyle-like lyric that I just thought of.

I only love you to forget my pain

I only kiss you to regret my name

every time again I play the game

every night again I stay the same

emo lyrics with a repeated chorus

exact same **** I wrote again before us

a different girl, same old story

I'll tell it again

with wrists cut with tears out pouring

keep crying like a twelve year old girl

wishing *** would take you from this world

damnit, I keep on doing this

used the same lyrics

do original words exist?

no

rap is stuck in a crisis

I mean come one now

who is this Vanilla Ice kid?

Ice Ice Baby?

come on now everyone loved that

ha well maybe

not dissin' him though

Jesus Christ **** no

dude got more money than I'll ever have

hope this weak *** freestyle

was worth at the very least half a laugh

;)I'm a dork lol ;)

 

LPHybridSnax

New member
here's all my unfinished stuff

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US - working title

wow...

I am that stupid...

how could I say that I love you

then two weeks go by

I really just wanna dump you

regret you

act like you didn't ever exist

forget you

and the way you used to slit your wrist

I don't get you

why am I worth so much bother

always complain

to my sister and my mother

try to explain

to my alcoholic father

he doesn't listen

he's stuck in the past

when he used to hit me

just wanted rid of me

so he just takes another drink

hoping next time he's got to blink

it will be ten years ago

back when Joey was still alive

before I

didn't have to steal to survive

before I...

no wait I'm getting off topic

sorry I do that

yeah I know I need to stop it

let me grab my thesaurus

where was I again? - oh yeah

I was right at the chorus

you tell me 'I love you'

I wonder

'who are you talking to?'

played me before

well **** you *****

you say there's nothing I can do

I can just go get some ****, bring her home

and **** her right in front of you

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love that girl so much, just nice to get some anger out when we had rough spots, not together anymore, but really good friends. We're going to see "The Number 23" so that'll be fun.

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BLACK AMERICA

Martin Luther King said he had a dream

but what he said ain't what y'all ****** be

drug dealers, serial killers

some y'all dumbass ******* ain't even free

can't afford no shoes

so you decide to just steal'em

can afford some drugs

so you decide to just deal'em

you break the law, don't give a ****

you try and act raw, leave it to luck

hope and think you won't get caught

what you see ain't what you thought

when you at court

you try and say you bought 'em

when they ask for the receipt

you say you had forgot 'em

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wrote this little thing with my bro TJ, was ganna try to get one of the rappers from our studio to rap it, but never finished it

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LOVE SONGS

One thing that I've been getting sick of

is every song that I've written

I've had to write about something called love

how can you talk about it

when an entire generation

says you know nothing about it

I know what it feel like

I just wanna jump up and shout it

but apparently in America you have to

be eighteen before you've found it

but something happens

and you have to just work around it

you're supposed to look for it

you're whole life

in the end you're supposed to

have a wife

you say you almost do

but almost isn't a

single thing

it's right next to not

nothing dude

but what happens when you've got

everything

ain't got much else to shoot for

you live in lugsire

I can't even afford a ******* door

my life runs out

as I fall dead to the ******* floor

I'm sick of love

I'm sick of you

no matter what you say

no matter what you do

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...got tired of writing love songs what can I say?

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CHICKENS OF THE DEAD

Night of the Dead

Land of the Dead

Day of the Dead

all titles that have

already been said

from the kitchen of KFC

come the Chickens of the Dead

arisen from the greese buckets

that million have been fed

to chronicles of obesity

the confused have been led

revenge is what they've come

add it all up, subtract the sum

what else you got

when you relent to rot

you zone out

and forget the plot

forget the plot

the sun goes down

only left one shot

The Chickens of the Dead

have come for you

with giblets for their heads

they cannot chew

they cannot chew

within your skin

they can't get though

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Just a joke =D

 
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