Well as of recently the blogs been blowin up with raps, i'm not gonna lie and say shit isn't crazy cause it is. We've had many memorable rappers step up including Duchamp (or now commonly knwon as du chump), Kevin Bakin and Kevin Rappin, Pappa dawg, Sly Guy and of recently toretto and monoply man.
But i'm just gonna put it out there and say the hands down champ is 3pac, man this guy! whoever you are 3pac "you da fuckin best".
and heres just some of the raps that made this whole thing so memorable (btw if you still wana rap go ahead, i just thought this would be a nice sum up of the so far...)
Duchamp raps
jaw dropped at my array
of lyrics so fresh
make the mona lisa show flesh
cause you got rhyme porblems and i feel bad for you son
but you got 99 others and your spit's just one
not-indy said... omg i want this guy inside me
Sly Guy raps
and whats all these rumours bout chu gettin pussy wet?
you know it dont count if you work for the local VET.
preemo to dilla, you know they all killa,
whilst fake bitches like solar are just bad fillas.
the only thing you got ARE bad lyrics,
and talk about hypocrite, YOU'VE got the GIMMICKS!
callin yo own rhymes, "mad dapper",
son, you best look at the posts, yours got crapper.
i thought all this time u were screaming out "abuse me"
ur lyrics are a dick in the ear like ray in scary movie
Kevin Bakin & Kevin Rappin
Gobblin up nuts sorta like a hummingbird
Suckin up the Eagle Boys and I'm comin third
sloppy lines and more vocabulary,
chump looks like bastard child of chuck and larry,
Billy Bob
hey look its duchamp 'dachump'
just like that headpiece donald trump,
he needs 5 viagra just to to raise his lil stump
pappa dawg
the pet owners asked your momma cause they wanted to know
if you provided more than just a strip show
so yo momma bent down and spread yo ass-cheeks wide
and said $10 to let the german shephard inside
you asked the doctor "why?"
"what's wrong with me?"
he said "shut yo mouth
and get down on yo knees"
3pac (kills it)
You clearly spent to much time spinnin trash in rotation
Learnin your rhymes from tha homie Prapper, Playstation
Which is how close you are to being on Charles' cock
Hey Ma is that the neighbours? "Nah DuNarc just called the cops"
Drop your draws and bend over for the New Outlawz (OUTLAWZ!)
And I shall remain anonymous, only on the finest shit
Come Hit This newest icon, this is 3Pacalypse
(this whole rap was sick)
Look I'm clearly famishin the rations of your lyrical happenings
Even Crez couldn't paint your survival from this battlin
You couldn't imagine the battalion I'm gatherin
All in Sandro Pe with brothers playing mandolins
Your whack rhymes ain't havin, sit on the floor like Shaolin
While me n Indy light a spliff like DeGraw, Gavin
On the real I'm not dissing Duchamp to feed my big ego
I just hope he slumps and then becomes my weed eagle
So clearly next time peeps Come Hit This
There'll be a new post: "3Pac is the SHIT"
N what's this shit you sayin bout you like to suck on dick too?
I said that shit just clownin dog c'mon how fucked up is Duche
You got some issues Champ I think you need some councilin
To help your ass from bouncin off the tops of male fallac ends
Faggot dino doggy no one's scared of your bark
I'm Jurassic Pac, ain't nobody scared of your stunts
I'll admit you had me brah with some of your bluffs
Yet I'm still standin' here screamin' "fuck Duchamp!"
Word to Pappa Dawg, tell the story as Chump sobs
You're the e-Papa Doc, 'cos you choked on this blog
(the best)
I'm mackin this blog, Steve Jobs Jr, Apple
s son
Servin bitches with venereals, Steven Applebaum
monopoly man
And called up Crez, cos Crez is my Ni**a.
"Yo Crez!" ("What up?")
"You need bread?" ("Yeah, mang.")
" Cos I'm at the store" ("Oh, word?")
" And I'll be driven' past yours. Do you need more pens to draw?"("It's cool man.")
and if your ceebs heres a visual sum up of how it all went down...
i know there heaps more raps/punchlines i didn't include but c'mon, could you honestly be bothered to go through 53 comments? So BIGS UP to all you rappers out there whoever you are, i'm sure biggie would be rolling in his grave LOL! COMEHITHIS!
btw i didn't include toretto and joe somebody raps cause it really obvious who they are, and if you don't know...what are you stupid?
ayy
ReplyDeleteso much hate for the original rhyme,
its all good yall will get it in time
yo like romulus not remus i never sleep alone
some may say its needless they dont get that moan
shorty, calling for the marquis supreme
screamin, waitin for my legend regime
yo scotty beam me down
classic-modern style sounds
like its 1940
and the sirens are blarin'
she so hot, so keen
aint nothin else worth carin'
yo as i boy i was adopted by an old folks home
got that traditional swagger and you know, when in rome
so what if im the original b. button
i get girls in not levis but wranglers
their flies pre-unbuttoned
when it comes to gettin tangled
they always come to me for somethin'
fuck empire state of mind
shit aint fresh
its emperor state of mind
cut to impress
single file line
to be my empress
like chess, its alway the pawns who move first
fuck burst, i call the shots no need to rehearse
god-father of time, grand father in line
but yall know me as
the founding father of the come hit this rhyme
alas, aint easy bein the original gent
so much kent, not enough time to repent
aint no flaneurism here
aint no voyeurism neither
please, im the centre of every frame
on the lips of every dame im not the same
i remain, the only master of my domain
i dont sit back and wait
im making styles, not waiting to be made
seriously tho, so many haters for me
know im doin something right if im pissin people off
ay btw i dont even particularly like rap music...
so yall devote your life and your time to this crisis
its a pity you know, cos i gots no biases
cos my rhymes so catchy they spread like viruses
so step up to the dias, get yourself cleansed
god knows you need it, you can still make amends
i feel sad for 3pac, i mean he has no friends and is getting bullied by a fictional board game character, poor kid
and he thought he had me down for the count LOL
Uknowatitis, tha homie 3Pac.
ReplyDeleteThat was fuckin' wack duche.
Peace.
oh noes
ReplyDeleteyou got me good son
To all these illiterates spittin', “I got it mang”
ReplyDeleteYou gone done spit your shit, done spilled it quick, now you like “I got a stain”
You screamin’ for help, but I tell her, “I got it maid”
What up bitches, this is Chip, middle name: “I Got It Made”
I Got It Made, I Got It Made, I’m bout to angle this list
That means ten to one, I’ll get it done, the illest to spit
Disclaimer: If you don’t get a mention, please don’t take offence
You’re included in my general comments at the end of this shit
So to that triple nicca well, it was kinda nice to know ya
Wanna be linked in with ‘Pac, bitch you not Mike Shinoda
You ain’t even Chester or any of the rest of them punks
I’m blessed to be enough, to put an end to this junk
Elephunk on that ass, yeah I black eye your raps
I like ya man, but your motherfuckin mic is a trap
But not the one, Jeezy runs, not even plies for the mat
I’m talking the one that seaps out and kills a motherfucking rat
Yeah whats up, Hip Hop’s devourer, my fuckin lunch
Finna make these bitches bleed, it’s that time of the month
Shit, I mean I’ma cut ya, it’s that time of the year,
Yeah O…shit, I mean Chip Hawk finna get it in
So I guess I gotta give credit where it’s deserved at
Duche’s kinda alright, your flow is nice…psych, you’re trash
HAHAHA, I guess you’d look alright to the masked
Spit flight to the grass, and seem tight to an ass
In all seriousness, I barely even fuckin see him
Your flow so old, and so damn cold, you belong in a museum
My rakim flow was so appropriate with this line, fuck I’m the steeden
Somebody get these wack cocksuckers off the page, where the fuck is delete when you need him?
And please stop it main, Mr got got me again
You nothin’ to me, that’s right I got got you in game
I’m Mayfair, you can’t play here, ya fuckin Old Kent
I’m pisseded, kinda twisted, fuckin so bent
But I’m numero uno flow, uno everythang
Uno on your ass….what that make me? Uno Mane??
And the real measure of your success is whether that punchline went over your head
I’m so hard, so hard, yet my clues are so easy to get
Lemme take another step in the direction of ComeHitThis owner
I’m talking G5’s, Bentley’s, my GPS runs on sonar
You see I’m interested in the best, and that’s as exclusive as Mona
You get off on Lisa’s flesh, I’m makin’ Lisa a moaner
Now if Lisa’s your sister and you were intimate wit her
Then I’m feeling kinda sick, that I gotta share this shit witcha
We got that shit in common, but this ain’t G-double-O-D
It don’t matter, I’m the answer, the fucking G-O-to the-D
You musta been dropped, you thought you was ever fuckin with me
I’m at the top of the Come-Hitlist, yeah everyone wants a piece
Target on my head bigger than Rosie O’Donnell
Challengers get pummelled, & champions get rumbled
And I’m such a fucking beast, with the spit that omits this shit
That rivers get at me nightly, waterfalls like every minute
They siftin’ Chip for tips, how to flow like the abyss
I tell em if you get low enough, you just might see ‘Cris
Yeah stupid bitches surround me, so I’m up in rap’s foundry
Hoping and praying for someone to prevent this floundering
But I realise don’t hold back, cos that’s just not what Chip do
So I came right out, like your first time, and just fucking dissed dudes
Cos I’m sick of these subliminals that all these dudes be spittin’
Take a look at homies, criminals, cos punchlines they be rippin’
Reciting ain’t composing, at least not when it comes to the G.O.A.T.
Every lyric when I spit it, that shit becomes a quote
Your back against the wall, that’s not all, you’re kind slumped up
Hidin’ behind the door, you don’t want no boogie monster
But when it comes to your moms, I’m her fuckin cookie monster
Ass phat as two basketballs, Tim Tams bitch, I dunk her
Yeah I took that shit from Gucci, but the fact of the matter
Is that that one didn’t count cos I don’t count Gucci as a rapper
Same goes for every other *cough rapper on this page
Last name Hawkins, First name Chip “I Got It Made” (BITCH!!)
Quick rating on this nu nu, Chip off tha Block
ReplyDeleteWord up to little brah, from up above it's 3Pac
Yo to other bloggers/spectators dude is pretty dope, his flow 'n hard rhymin remind me of that new guy J. Cole.
Keep spittin homie, from tha King of these blog raps
Made 'champ fall back
Nah I ain't on that
No more diss tracks
I'll just ease back
But I may relapse
If I see tits 'n ass
No gum flap, I don't do spazz
I pound dogg like Daz, spin shit like Taz
No try hard shit, no I ain't Ijaz
You love me? No fag, homie a friend to me bad
Anyone else I might Justin Cho'em, accident-tely stab
I'm tight, in-flight, got that energy for life
Keen like David Lee ridin on his push bike
I will C-C homie at P-C homie
Oh waitup, you can see 3 cos none ya'll b's know me!
You might see me all blue, all red, everyday, everyday
ReplyDeleteI'm 50 Tyson, I'm from northside zone Twin City Minnesota
That's where I'm from
And I been back, I been back
I put on for my city like... it ain't nothin'
So we get it same, they call me 50 Tyson from the northside's own
Twin City, Minnesota's where I'm from
I ain't gonna say that I'm 50 Tyson, I'm from northside zone Twin City, that's where I'm from
I ain't gonna lie man I'm 50 Tyson, I'm from northside zone Twin City that's where I'm from [x2]
I am- I'm a ballplayer
I was born to be a ball player I was born to be a football player
That's why I been doing like athletic
I'm a sports- my brother named Antonio Jr.
He's a football player run four tracks
I ain't gonna like 'cos I'm a ballplayer
I am- ain't gonna lie
Hit me up my album's comin' out real soon,
Hit me up
And I'm sweet sixteen
Right now I'm sixteen
And then next year I be... what?
Yep, yeah, yep
And then I will be what?
Reeemix
Seventeen all day, I will be seventeen next year
Sweet seventeen
All day, everyday
Alright then hit me up soon though, my album will come out real soon though. Hit cha boy 50 Tyson up on myspace or even on Youtude. Or even anywhere you can hit your boy 50 Tyson. And my email is davis underscore antonia "A" - umm hotmail dot com, hit me up. Alright then peace out, *mwah*. PEACE oooouuutt.
lol
ReplyDeleteLOLL omg that was perfect, SUBTLE AS WITH "youtude"
ReplyDeleteAlmost perfect... that tenth line should be:
ReplyDeleteI ain't gonna lie but I'm 50 Tyson, I'm from northside zone Twin City, Minnesota
I ain't gonna lie man I'm 50 Tyson, I'm from northside zone Twin City, Minnesota
yo check it out its your girl t-baby
ReplyDeleteinsane in tha membrane like GAGA, lady
i've spit it once i spit it again
"it's so cold in the D"
REEREREREMIXXX
nothin' in tha world is free
bootleggin' girls gone wild dvd's
come on child,
i got game like spoiled white kid,
360 you only 180, ya don't have to like me
imma hustla baby
call me h-baby
come hit this for a change
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aktLRiWXfqg
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