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By AnarchyMachine
#182224
best rapper wıns
here ıs my rap I got 2

Store of thousands grogs:

one two three four
oh yea Imma go to store
Ill go getmyself a drink
and check for grogggg

one two three four
Imma go to store
grooogs grooogs grooogs
just a small sip
"Gluk gluk gluk gluk gluk"

Feeling a bit groggy!
here is to the crew!
cheers cheers cheers!
"gluk gluk gluk gluk gluk"

three down one more to go!
grogs grogs grogs
Imma go to store
Yer my best mates!

Groooooooog Groooogy Grooooooooooooooooooog
refill the tankard fool!
"gluk gluk gluk gluk"
blablablalbafsffsf!
"gets knocked to floor"


Matt the redhead

Oh, there once was a hero named Matt the redhead
Who came riding to seattle from old tacoma

And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade
As he told of bold battles and gold he had made

But then he went quiet, did Matt the redhead
When he met the shieldmaiden, Mrdeetee, who said:

"Oh you talk, and you lie, and you drink all our mead
Now I think it's high time that you lie down and bleed"

And so then came clashing and slashing of steel
As the brave lass Mrdeetee charged in full of zeal

And the braggart named Matt was boastful no more
When his ugly red head rolled around on the floor
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By iMC
#182231
Second one sounds more like a ballad.
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By Ze Golden Pug
#182232
Everyday we stray further from god
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By ThatDerpyKid
#182241
Matt the redhead

Oh, there once was a hero named Matt the redhead
Who came riding to seattle from old tacoma

And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade
As he told of bold battles and gold he had made

But then he went quiet, did Matt the redhead
When he met the shieldmaiden, Mrdeetee, who said:

"Oh you talk, and you lie, and you drink all our mead
Now I think it's high time that you lie down and bleed"

And so then came clashing and slashing of steel
As the brave lass Mrdeetee charged in full of zeal

And the braggart named Matt was boastful no more
When his ugly red head rolled around on the floor
Nice try, Squidward. That's from Skyrim.
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By MattCobra
#182308
Matt the redhead

Oh, there once was a hero named Matt the redhead
Who came riding to seattle from old tacoma

And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade
As he told of bold battles and gold he had made

But then he went quiet, did Matt the redhead
When he met the shieldmaiden, Mrdeetee, who said:

"Oh you talk, and you lie, and you drink all our mead
Now I think it's high time that you lie down and bleed"

And so then came clashing and slashing of steel
As the brave lass Mrdeetee charged in full of zeal

And the braggart named Matt was boastful no more
When his ugly red head rolled around on the floor
Nice try, Squidward. That's from Skyrim.
I'm not even a red head, I'm blonde
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By HellRaiser0214
#182316
Recycled Man

(Verse 1)

Throughout these days with the passing of each coming way
Ushers in yet another change coming alive for its time to play
Rising to the occasion to meet with its coming demise
Completely aware of the lack of a climatic surprise
So another day passes and I still miss those eyes
Another day down and a little piece of me dies
Yet without regret I sit here in the dark waiting on your call
Regardless if it arrives I still end up taking a fall
So downright ridiculous is this feeling inside me
Telling me to hold on, it will all come around see
She really loves you and you love her too
So at the end of the day it’s just what you gotta do
Come around the next day, a feeling of domination
She never made that call, you wanna start an altercation
But you won’t, cause she always comes back crying
Right back into my arms avoiding the facts that are underlying
She’s the damsel in distress that you have had before
Ignoring your intuition telling you this girls just a chore
You swam in her eyes and hiked through her hair
She entangled you and you didn’t even care
Oh well, it’s another trap you agreed to walk into
Another damaged chick trying to make you subdue
And at that you do, my mental state is becoming unclear
Is this madness or the result of pure fear?
Regardless the outcome always ends up smeared
How come every lover after the first is just fucking weird?
My first love was stable and we were still in our teens
And each girl after her was just a bunch of damaged queens
But that’s the grave I dug and that’s where ill fucking stay
Cause with each passing day I just keep burying myself away
Caught in a tomb of all my recycled Inner workings
Damned under a pile of my lack of scholarly earnings
Never learned a lesson, I’m an immoral asshole
Frankenstein innards with a soul as a black hole
And everything I do is split between gentle and psycho
Making me one diabolical kind of a sideshow
But that’s all in my past, the recycled man still walks
At that he can run past your society of dead hawks
While I still miss her eyes, I can still make the world shake
And with a pen and a beat I can make the world brake
And that’s all I need, that music up in my brain
To keep these troubles ordered and avoiding Cobain fame
I’ll live long and fight hard; it’s just what I choose to do
Just because I walk away doesn’t mean I’m not in love with you
It means I have to go for the road less taken
That path you spat on at the moment you where shaken
You turned your back on me around 20 times
You should feel foolish thinking that I wouldn’t write you a rhyme
About how you led me on then turned off the charm
Wishing nothing for me, no luck and no harm
Completely indifferent as you stepped into the fog
Not giving a shit if I live or die like an abandoned dog

(Chorus)

Another broken man, lets wrap him up together
Left arm right arm, make him float like a feather
Recycle those poems and let’s turn him into none other
But a psychedelic super man with no blood brother
Take that blood off the floor, reroute it through his veins
Let’s make this poor souls pain audible through his remains
Reuse those ligaments and redo those stitches
Gotta make him able to avoid all the glitches
And at the very last throw in the Styrofoam heart
So when he falls into love he doesn’t know where to start…

(Verse 2)

I’ve been let the fuck down by another serene sound
Causing all my inhibitions to get floured onto the ground
And everything that matters is wrapped up in another world
Twisted up into something that should never have been twirled
Shits been fucked ever since I left my heart with my first love
Leaving my zone sapped, spirit is something I’m completely deprived of
But I would never ask for her to return what little remains of my heart
Because it was always meant to be hers, right from the very start
But then again it’s too late to change, hold up on the brakes
I guess I’m stuck living as a mausoleum of my own mistakes
Now I got this left arm made of Plastic and acid blood
Right arm made of metal but covered with dirt and mud
Left in the dark with legs made out of clay
Assured by my own depression that this is where I stay
Self fulfilling Prophecies only drag my lungs down
Leaving everything remaining repulsed by the Grand ol’ town
Pitchforks and torches expose my open gashes
Constant impurities leave my securities at dashes
A mind made of paper is the only certain blessing
And these pencils for finger tips will always keep em guessing
Dark days ahead for me and my cinderblock feet
No compromise allowed until me and the lord meet
Cause I was born with the guilt but denied a savior
And these tampered wings do well to keep my from their favor
I’m made from the trash, discarded yet entwined
You fear it cause its back and at that it’s been refined
Regret those inner prayers that revoke the sin you do
Cause regardless of my form I’m just like you
And everything spared is the remains left in the gutter
Perfectly imperfected with my uncontrollable rutter
Only original piece left is a functioning liver
So that when the pain surfaces I can down it in liquor

(Chorus)

Another broken man, lets wrap him up together
Left arm right arm, make him float like a feather
Recycle those poems and let’s turn him into none other
But a psychedelic super man with no blood brother
Take that blood off the floor, reroute it through his veins
Let’s make this poor souls pain audible through his remains
Tear apart what little is fine and have those wrists sliced
So that even when he’s done with our hell he never sees Christ…

(Verse 3)

The World hurled out what little it had left
And darkened my copy of a copy leaving me deft
But that’s how the world turns and how the cookie crumbles
With mumbles in my head telling me to take a tumble
As if I’d ever listen to the weaker part of my humanity
I abstain brilliantly preserving what little sanity
The fire left me when the homeland was ablaze
No effect on me, it passed quickly not unlike a phase
So I went out all of my organs and ligaments too
What a fool I was, they walked right through
They grabbed what they could, what little there was
The prize jewel was gone, after that it was all fuzz
This Styrofoam heart and linoleum lungs sprung
Into a diabolical plan that never once begun
With a sense of validation and no ways to prove it
And inner fire burning and no way to sooth it
Oh how I envy everything, even the tin man
An assortment of junks worse than a living can
But this is my fault; I burned myself to the ground
However ashes are only worth shit when they have no sound
That’s the direction, gonna hit rock bottom
Delusional damned souls isn’t the only way we got em
(Brief pause with the sounds of rocks falling to the ground leading to an explosion with the next verse)
Rebirth motherfuckers, the phoenix rose from the heart ache
For the first time in many years, I am completely awake
Reset the buttons in the essence of forgotten clowns
I’ll take my ups now; I’ve finished all the downs
Everything was revived when I could identify my facet
Leaving me in a calm state, I am completely placid
But I am still dirt and mud, comprised of borrowed blood
But all of that’s forgotten when the bass starts with its thud
And I’m sleeping now (Wow!), I actually have dreams
That guides me to my path avoiding all extremes
At heart I guess I’m still the new and the old
Explaining the reason for why my skins so very cold
And what more could you ask for, this is my second chance
Recycled once upon a time and now ready to advance
Prey tell what motive swings the branch and limb
When the world is hopeless dark and dim
You would never know but I’ve seen it first hand
And I overcame the depression that I let expand
For a time it swallowed me up, pushed aside all the scenes
Until that one day that I was resulted to smithereens
Finally freeing that devil that once turned me into an angel
Bringing on my will, enjoying all good and hateful
Faithful to karma, screw any and all gods
Nothing but spiritual serial killers praised by our odds
And that’s the darkness you see within my light
They mingle brilliantly like a solution within a blight
Death and destruction arose from the conflict from one’s eyes
Revealing to myself my ignorance and how it was unwise
To travel through a foreign land with no gear
Enticed by the prospect and discovering a new frontier
Hearsay is abound in a distant galaxy
Exciting those rebels that reported a fallacy
Those eyes began as the end of the beginning
Their effects ran large and started with the spinning
Re-wrap those bandages and open the caskets
Let aside the turmoil that resides in these baskets
My past loves got the originals, sure that’s still true
But I feel whole again, so there’s nothing else to do
Forest rocking, subtle breaking of the tides
Only offer up what little remains when it collides
A stone through way was how we ended the day
But remained vital to the upcoming radioactive decay
I learned a lesson on love; I hope you learned it too
Cause I wouldn’t wish this to enter your point of view
And at the end of the day there’s nothing more I can do….

(Chorus)

Another broken man, lets wrap him up together
Left arm right arm, make him float like a feather
Recycle those poems and let’s turn him into none other
But a psychedelic super man with no blood brother
He hit rock bottom and then restored his mindset
His previous condition was no longer a threat
He walks among you, and you don’t even know
But he matches you now so everything you let go
Let rise, let fall, now you don’t give a damn
Cause regardless of his inner workings he is just a man…
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By AnarchyMachine
#182335
wow did u really writed it man XD its a fuckıng real rap not lıke my shıt stuf fD:
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By cotto
#182353
21, Gucci gang (Lil Pump)
Savage wear a whole lot of Gucci, mane (Montana)
Savage got a whole lot of shooters, mane (brr)
Savage got shooters on the roof, mane (Gucci gang)
Savage got shooters in the booth, mane (that's it right there, Gnealz)
This nibba talkin' crazy 'bout who, mane?
Shot a pussy nibba in his tooth, mane (Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang)
Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat (Lil Pump, Guwop)

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (yuh)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (ooh)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name (brr, yuh)
I can't buy a bitch no wedding ring (ooh)
Rather go and buy Balmains (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Lil Pump)

Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd
Back in the day they was callin' me Ray
Run with the yay, drum on the 'K
Fuck with Lil Pump, you get shot in the face
Gucci the gang so we watchin' the snakes (Gucci)
Made me eight mil' so I bought her a Wraith (mwah)
Two shows in a day, brick on the plate
L.A. to the A then it's back to the Bay
Gucci gang, eskimo, froze like the North Pole (brr)
Jumpin' out the whip just to pose in my Gucci robe (Wop)
Woke up in the picture, hoe, Bam Bam Bigelow
Gucci Mane a jiggalo, diamonds in my Figaro
Oh you know what, bro? I ain't even know
Walkin' out the Gucci store, 'bout to spend a hundred so
Lil' bitty bitch, with a big booty though
She a dancer but a grade A student though
Pump went to Harvard, well fuck it, I'm goin' to Yale (Wop)
Free Meek Mill, free all my nibbas in jail
Gucci to death, I'm really a gang by myself (Gucci gang)
Feelin' myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt (it's Gucci)

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

Serpiente' de cascabele'
Cabrón, hay nivele'
Gucci, Gucci, tú me has visto en la tele, ah
Ya no son seta', son L, ah
Con este phillie ya van dos (dos)
Me tiran tos' los bandos (prr)
Y ya to' el mundo chingando, ya me siento en Bang Bros (¡uh!)
Yeah, están pa' los tiempo' y latarle lo' Dickies (Dickies)
Tu jeva llama pa' Krippy (Krippy)
Bellaca me pide un Whisky (Whisky, Whisky)
Yeah, el sushi se come con palo' Supreme
A la cama le agotamo' el spring
No sea' chota, no me tires screenshot
Capsuleando en el tapón (¡heh!)
Gucci Gang y a veces Louis Vuitton
Ando en la Mercedes por si quieres pon
Siempre flow Biggie con el bastón
Dímelo, Lil Pump (yeah)
La cartera con la' avispa' (prr)
La Uzi que bota chispa, brr
Y otro se fue de la lista
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, yeah
Tengo una nota cabrona, yeah
Dios proteja mis neuronas, ah
Chingando por Barcelona, wuh
Blanquita pero culona
El bicho me lo lesiona
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, uh

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang
Savage wear a whole lot of mothafuckin' anything
Fuck a wedding ring, side bitch, main bitch
Your bitch, his bitch, Savage fuckin' everything
Got a snake on my collar, I ain't rockin' no diamonds
Y'all lil' nibbas poppin', that's chump change
Got an FN and a Draco
But I still fucked around and hit 'em with the lil' pump, mane
I Saint Laurent my garments, lil' bitch, pardon me
You still stay with your mama, lil' bitch, pardon me
I run through the money like it grow on trees
You can't afford new hair, you like to hold on weave
Double cup red, huh, just to match my 'Rari, huh
I don't even drive it, spent a quarter just to park it
Gucci on my daughter, and she still a toddler
She can barely talk but she know that her dad a baller

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

Desde Medellín a Milano (Milano)
Botella 'e champaña en mi mano (en mi mano)
A veces hasta perdiendo gano
Si yo estoy ahí, tú estás segundo plano (plano, plano)
No juego fútbol (wuh)
Pero llego a Madrid, me recibe Cristiano (Cristiano)
Fui el artista de Obama este año y eso que en verdad no soy ni Americano (wuh)
Del Maybach pa'l avión, se siente cabrón
Cobrar pa' mí ya es diversión (ching)
Gucci el pantalón
Y si quiere' un auspicio háblame de un millón (millo')
Dinero como un talibán (ah)
Yo no sé a qué banco es que ustedes van (ping)
Quieren comprar pero no les da
Si no tienes todo Gucci no eres Gucci gang (gang)
Tantas modelo' que ya parezco una revista (yeh)
Tú dándole like y yo que estaba bloqueándola del Insta ('tá bloquea', wuh, wuh)
Solamente se realista ('tamo' claro')
Tú no eres Gucci gang aunque de Gucci te vista' (hahaha)

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (haaan, Montana!)

Got a lil' pump under the Gucci, mane, ayy
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, ayy (Gucci gang)
Was yellin' "Ha" way before Juvi', mane (ayy, ayy)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, ayy
Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Kufi gang, diamonds all blue like Hoover gang
Nipsey, Snoop and them
Gucci gang, boomerang, made the block hot
Came through, went popped down south of Gucci Mane
French had the franchise
With a Franchize Boyz white tee, you ain't like me (haaan)
Nah, you ain't like me
You ride the wave, you ain't like me
Cop some chains, you ain't like me
Made a hook, you ain't like me
Bills ain't bills, a nibba like me
Before the Gucci gang was the Gucci Mane (Mane)
Couldn't see my life through a Gucci frame (frame)
Seven pills, Ac' in my system (huh)
They gave max life in the system (huh)
Servin' raw like sushi gang (huh)
Throw you off a Wyclef like Fugee gang (woo)

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
La corta la guardo en el M6
Te la pongo en la cara como Scarface
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Yo nunca le bajo, pa' ustedes no hay break
Y con el AK te hacemo' el fade
'Pecialista 'e Gucci te lo manda
Y hay un par de loco' que hay que darle una parranda
Yo los dejo, dicen que ello' mandan
Pero me ven de frente y se me ablandan
Porque tú puede' frontear lo que tú quiera'
Hasta los panas míos visten Gucci y ella 'entro 'e la nevera
Veinte pa- los dos por la escalera
Tú le preguntaste y te dijeron "Ozuna en la disquera"
Gucci gang, los míos pa'lante, nunca se van
Dos cincuenta el Richard Mille, la cubana en diaman'
Que me vieron las babies y se mojan'
Yo les canto bonito y se quedan deselegán'
Porque saben qué
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, eh
La corta la guardo en el M6
Te la pongo en la cara como Scarface
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Yo nunca le bajo, pa' ustedes no hay break
Y con el AK te hacemo' el fade

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a Cuban (yeah)
My nibba trap move cocaine (brr)
Since he met me, he forgot her name (yeah)
You a side chick, no weddin' ring (uh)
Got a $10,000 pair of Yves Saints
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang

Gucci gang (yah), Pucci posse (yah)
Louis league (yah), Fendi fam
Hit the red carpet in a pink fur
Why? Just so I could Killa Cam
D Squared squad, Moschino mob
This fashion, skin caramel
Girl, I got so many boy bags, I'm kingpin
Chanel Cartel, yeah, yeah
You don't want smoke, no cigarettes (cigarettes)
I'm a pretty bitch from the projects (yeah)
He ain't pop pills since we met (fuck 'em)
Told him in my bra I got a Percocet (yeah)
All these hoes screamin' they the best yet (what?)
None of them ain't touch Rem' yet (nope)
Had your man open with a sex sext (true)
Tax time only time you cash checks (yeah)

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a Cuban (yeah)
My nibba trap move cocaine (brr)
Since he met me, he forgot her name (yeah)
You a side chick, no weddin' ring (uh)
Got a $10,000 pair of Yves Saints
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang

8-)

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