spadeguy (2013-08-16 22:55:32)

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I'm not a story teller like mother goose,
But when I do it sounds musical.
Since music's cool it pays the bills
But I'm heating up and they standing still.

I need a thrill, but no popping pills.
So can I get a lollipop.
Haters motivate us, I'm telling them we ain't gonna stop.

There ain't no stopping him, don't be double negative.
You've been down, and I have no doubt
that music is the medicine.
Thuggy people giving weed to all they're Chia pets and kids.
Those hipster teens are all green and leaving so I just call 'em lettuce kids.

Cabbage patch, now that's not a fail,
I'm stacking them as tall as whales.
We setting off like we setting sail
and they better off in that garbage pail.

But that's not as sick as it hets.
I don't got buzz, they ain't hear me yet.
They hate when you got what it takes just to make it;
they kicking me out and I'm betting you're next.

Will they ever see it,
This challenge has not been beaten
My haters are always peeking at
which of my links are weakest.
My friends asking for more,
And I'm telling them I ain't peak yet.
But I got them undefeated
family ties like Alex Keaton.

Those cops are taking drugs out,
while them crooks be bringing weed in,
So just pretend you don't see them while they beat them.

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spadeguy (2013-08-18 00:44:15)

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How can it be so hot when all my stuff is cold as ice.
Said you got a chopper in the car? Okay Krillin that's nice.
It's nothing coming,
I said I won it all.
No I'm not hunting for it.
Always on my team four star.

Funny stuff but it needs more cars.
Throw in them explosions too.
Anywho if you give your all then there's nothing you can't really do.
Don't got those instruments?
But you still got the tools.
Vocal chords emit strokes of force that most haters just wont listen to.
Check em now, I said wreck em too,
I eat hate for breakfast so I call it food.
Miss sipping some while Tim bucking two
They backing them and they front with you.
Don't listen to haters for now or for later,
for worse or for better I'm betting you'll get em you'll rise and you'll shred all the hate
and the love will just come down from heaven today

and you'll win
I got my friends.
We going in.
But I'm out like gone with the wind!

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spadeguy (2013-08-18 01:51:29)

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Everyday I'm working hard
I push it to the limit till there's pain in all my arms
and cramps are hurting my fingers,
Keith said I shouldn't be singing so I leave it to the pros.
Enough with all that jazz, that swing might just hit you're nose.
Get blood all up on your clothes, and I mean it dude I seen it, I'm messaging Chester See tryin to see if Chester knows.
I fight all my friends for Twinkies, I'll sum of how all that goes.
Got hit in my chest and nose,
Then put on a little show.

So homey now you know, and I'm on to the next rhyme.
Copypasta's easy fixin but it's tastin kinda grim...y
I don't need to.
Playin hide-and-seek with all pedos saying I see you.
Pedobears are kinda rare homey I think I see two.
Wearing stupid masks those disguises are what I see through,
Looking through my pedo-files thinking they might beat you.
Homey they don't bite you, friendly as the internet.
I owe all my friends more than the US owes in fiscal debt.
Okay that's overboard, maybe I'm just jumping ship.
But I don't discuss how very much they help when I take a hit.
So maybe it's cool.
Maybe they save me in pools.
Maybe they take all the haters away from me saving the day cuz them haters are tools.
And maybe you're fooled.

Well not that last one,
I put that in for an easy rhyme,
Work ain't even almost fun.
Pushin a day to get a dime.

I'm knocking on the door screaming hit the lights and let us in.
Everyday I stress my mind to get some social references.
Then put pop-culture references in?
No that ain't happening.
I'm giving up like Eor, oh man I think I did it again.

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Song_Of_Storms (2013-10-15 02:51:49)

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bounce

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