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    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted · Edited by Tiburon

    once you guys start rapping

    i'll be out of here so fast

    and into a nice hot bath

    blergh!

    Yeaaaa

    Thats the spirit ;)

    I'm a spit a verse to get TDW into the tub

    There ain't no rubber ducky, but maybe some rub a dub dub

    Fill the tub, get it bubblin

    Light some candles, this could get troubling

    Tryin to keep it clean but its not that easy

    Making a clean rhyme without soundin cheesy

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted · Edited by Tiburon

    HAHAHAHAHAH

    All y'all verses are wacked likes moles

    Go back to trollin' on them Facebook hos

    Boys you got no flows or timing

    Like that white boy from 90210 STOP RHYMING

    I burn your weak freestyles, leave the bones to cook

    Like Westboro's stash of Potter books

    Some of these steez belong in poetry jams

    I'm the reason y'girl stopped calling you her man

    GW is dirty like nightclub girls flirty

    Y'all wannabe Slim Shadys bout as sick as a furry

    Ding ding.. whats that.. my gaydars going off

    To the batmobile! Get a good seat watch this cat flop

    This aint no mafia sh!t but your about to be deceased

    I'm a pitbull off his leash

    Have you on your knees beggin for peace

    I'm a beast in the lounge, I'm an animal

    Eattin rappers like you, while your eatin cantaloupe

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    Why you talking about my face?

    Come where I am, I'll give you something to chase

    You'll be the one doing the chasing

    Still cant catch me, already hittin home base

    I'm talkin about your face, cause you mentioned crap

    Or maybe i should mention your raps, cause your whole style is wack

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    Looking at your bat?

    He's just looking at your fat

    Dude, you're full of crap.

    Hey I'm sensitive about my weight

    Don't be jealous cause i'm great

    Full of crap? only crap here is you

    Not talkin about your sh!t, your face looks like poo

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    Sorry man, I roll solo

    I'm the man like Marco Polo

    Hey, I see you looking at my culo.

    Why you gotta be like that

    Thought we were cool, you were a cool cat

    Don't bring up your donkey, i know your lookin at my bat

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    i be heads-up dominating this fool

    then he hits it on the river and i be like FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--

    Dam... worst is gettin beat with pocket aces

    Sometimes its just not your day, but thats just how the game is

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    I'm not one to toot my own horn

    But toot toot b!tch, its like your watching porn

    My flows orgasmic, yea I can make you cum

    Like Jenna Jameson, I wont stop till your done

    This aint no 30 second preview, this is high quality

    Thinkin you aint gotta pay for this? Don't even bother me

    You aint got money, don't watch me, this is pay per view

    Otherwise like the rest, I'm leave you in my rearview

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted · Edited by Tiburon

    You can't blame me for any wounds that I inflict

    This is war time, ain't no need to conscript

    I'll come voluntarily, and I won't fight fairly,

    My rhymes always cryptic,

    A Hip Hop protege, I'm gifted

    Seeing the future or the past like a mystic

    Look back in time and see that you being born was a mistake

    Happened by accident when your mother was being fisted

    Nah, this aint chess, like I sad before, this is war

    Slam you down into the floor,

    as punishment for writing verses that make me snore

    Theres bloody gore galore,

    and tell your mother that shes a bore

    Had to show that whore the door when she asked for more

    Stop talking about gats, you need to bite your tongue

    Before I puncture both lungs,

    Leave your corpse rotting like dung

    You're life drifts away, you've been hung

    While I climb the rap ladder, rung by rung

    You wanna go to war, I promise I'm be prepared

    Crossin over enemy lines, leave you beyond repair

    Keep talking and I'm gonna start the ignition

    Give your b!tch a new you, have you beyond recognition

    Or better yet, take her myself, show her some real action

    She'll know what its like to be with a real man, not lookin for beef

    I'm just fckin your girl, while you try to look tough carryin heat

    Thinkin you can hang me? I'll cut the rope

    Sharpen that knife then cut your throat

    Rip out your esophagus

    Wait I think i see fungus

    Don't wanna touch that, let me get my gloves

    You a dirty kid, poor baby didn't get much love

    From your parents, they couldn't rise above

    Lookin past your defects, lookin like a reject

    Your just a joke and you need to learn

    Keep rapping about my mom, CDC will need a place for your urn

    But yeaaa my brains starting to shut off

    No more rappin for me tonight lol

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    I'm not stuttering, speaking just fine,

    Now listen as my rhymes bind minds

    So much shine I'm leaving you blind

    Taking your mother out to be wined and dined

    A better emcee than me you won't find

    You couldn't out rhyme me using your whole clique

    Probably taking turns sucking each others dicks

    Damn get that prick outta ya mouth,

    Before I put you in the ground, 6 feet south

    I fly Solo like my first name is Harrison

    And I come equipped with the strength of six Garrisons

    Haha, you little pistol is embarrassing

    Time to finish you, its your destiny

    Soon, I'll have your whole crew repping me

    Don't be jealous because God is blessing me,

    Need to quit now, because your verses have no chemistry

    Take your own advice, its time for you to quit

    That weak rhyme was bait, you shouldn't have bit

    Each line of yours is a hit or a miss

    Clearly you could use some target practice

    I don't need no crew to finish you, I'll do this solo

    You bring your gats to this battle while I'm creepin on the low

    I aint scared, fight you clean like bruce lee

    Can't harm me, despite your weaponry

    We could go the rounds, or you can throw in the towel

    This isn't basketball, when I beat you, you can't cry foul

    My verses have no chemistry? Fck science

    I ain't no chemist, but listen close to that of brilliance

    I'm not trying to kill you, I'm cut you up and eat you

    Cook you up, feed you to my whole crew

    I look after my homies, keep food on their dinner plate

    If this was chess, I'd be saying checkmate

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