freestyle with blueski

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lets write a rap song, one line at a time - i suggest no-one contribute twice in a row unless time passes and there's no response from anyone else

no title for this rap as yet, but lets kick off with...

― stevem (blueski), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 20:26 (twenty-two years ago)

unh, unh unh

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 20:30 (twenty-two years ago)

remix

― Nordicskillz (Nordicskillz), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 20:35 (twenty-two years ago)

a one-two, a one-two

― Andy K (Andy K), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 20:39 (twenty-two years ago)

Wyclef Jean in the area...

― Nordicskillz (Nordicskillz), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 20:40 (twenty-two years ago)

i'm back, motherfcuker

― kieron, Tuesday, 29 April 2003 20:42 (twenty-two years ago)

counting off with the big driving trucker

― Sterling Clover (s_clover), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 20:59 (twenty-two years ago)

y'all know this aint da real Wyclef
and this aint Killer Priest nor Raekwon The Chef

― stevem (blueski), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 21:06 (twenty-two years ago)

(ok, two lines at a time is fine, esp. in one post...this isnt part of the rap by the way)

― stevem (blueski), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 21:13 (twenty-two years ago)

we got the funk, but we aint so-so def

― Mike Taylor (mjt), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 23:49 (twenty-two years ago)

always stress the bass, never the treble clef

― Mike Taylor (mjt), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 23:49 (twenty-two years ago)

I spit mist in your eyes outta sight of the ref

― Nate Patrin (Nate Patrin), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 23:50 (twenty-two years ago)

ready for the hotmix, we come like Jazzy Jeff

― Mike Taylor (mjt), Tuesday, 29 April 2003 23:51 (twenty-two years ago)

I totally killed this thread, I am the best rapper evah.

― Mike Taylor (mjt), Wednesday, 30 April 2003 01:31 (twenty-two years ago)

aint mincin' no words, aint tryna be clevah

― gaz (gaz), Wednesday, 30 April 2003 01:37 (twenty-two years ago)

maccy d's on the highstreet, wha whateva

― jel -- (jel), Wednesday, 30 April 2003 07:02 (twenty-two years ago)

you best come strapped when you attack with your weak-ass raps
i got stainless steel bitches stitched on my mudflaps
that's all you'll see—the back-end of me—as i roll on down the road eatin big mac w/cheese

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 2 May 2003 19:50 (twenty-two years ago)

All the honeys want to be with me
I only wear Prada and Gucci

― Aaron W (Aaron W), Friday, 2 May 2003 20:07 (twenty-two years ago)

hard to the core like stanley tucci
aint wasting no time with skank-ass coochie

― mitch lastnamewithheld (mitchlnw), Friday, 2 May 2003 20:45 (twenty-two years ago)

cookin eggs in this bitch, tryina make a big night
tryina get tight, not tryina vex, na fight

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 2 May 2003 21:38 (twenty-two years ago)

call me an imposter? you're trippin,
day-trippin, you bit him
go 'head, get it all up out your system

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 2 May 2003 21:41 (twenty-two years ago)

yo and if you can read this
s'too late, you missed it
ya ho is horizontal
and the stick's straight, gon' shift it

― mitch lastnamewithheld (mitchlnw), Friday, 2 May 2003 21:49 (twenty-two years ago)

haha my man mitch comin through in the clutch! / but to shift just ONE unit you're gonna have to go dutch / as for hos, i don't know, i guess that's part of yr game / but my guess is the hos don't really want your last name

― :) Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 2 May 2003 22:41 (twenty-two years ago)

you talkin names / i'm talking handles / i don't wanna handle this tracer hand vandal with handguns / so i'll wait / speed racer you aint / just an animated hater with a rig needin paint/

― mitch lastnamewithheld (mitchlnw), Friday, 2 May 2003 23:03 (twenty-two years ago)

got ya girl tootin on my horn/ horny chick, an easy ri-der/ she's very fonda dennis/ 'n peter's gonna hopp 'er at the light (ha)/ we're burning rubber now / not the kind made by tires / the one that comes from fast lovin/ the kind that makes ya ti-red/ and that's it/ i'm done/ i'm outta fi-re/ your flower slower than than a bug/ where you at /you ain't arri-ving/ you can call me later/ five five five YO HOW'S MY DRIVING?

― mitch lastnamewithheld (mitchlnw), Friday, 2 May 2003 23:49 (twenty-two years ago)

Don't need Prozac to make me smile/Cuz even Madonna burns your freestyle

― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Saturday, 3 May 2003 00:18 (twenty-two years ago)

Like a virgin/
Ima lyrical surgeon

― Cub, Saturday, 3 May 2003 00:43 (twenty-two years ago)

Always with my mouth open, like sturgeon

― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Saturday, 3 May 2003 00:46 (twenty-two years ago)

They call me da Cub
And I'll burn down the club
Pyrotech the mike
Just like Great White

― Cub, Saturday, 3 May 2003 00:58 (twenty-two years ago)

one year passes...

I DO A POO IN ME GRANS FANNY AND DO A WEE ON ME GRANNY
ME LIKES IT LIKE THAT COS ME WILLY IS FAT

― GARU G, Saturday, 12 February 2005 20:21 (twenty-one years ago)

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