My rap is born to glow... warship the king of porno. My rhymes are torpedos.
 

Look
Just call me Wu Tang 2
'cause my porno rhymes
'n not just for you
but for Blunts, martinis, girls with guns...

After the aftermath
I blast past yer razor slides
clean shaven
alcohol blazen
scents
creases in my shirts -- indents in my ties.

rhyme with me
rhyme with me

clean teeth
bleached flash
take a bubble bath
with my thick gold
heavy porno watch that I stole
so I can slap da bitches assholes
on videos
and laugh the digits in my bank rolls
when the prank is told the wankers unfold
from the money clip
and so I zip up the lip
of my money belt
that the underbelly felt

too much beer
calorie intake
no fear
of the carbo
or the dart knock
on the boards
I'm a hard ball
I'm a hard cock...

Dear sword swallower,
your diet is a riot
don't deny it
you lie
you like it inside
jokes for jokers
confide in smoke
cancer sticks a million lungs
millions die
millions die
for tokes, martinis, girls with guns...
my porno rhymes
my ponro rhymes...

:sleep

:BangBang: :1orglaugh

:Graucho

:1orglaugh

:GFYBand

Attack of the Bald Heads!! ATTACK!!:GFYBand

Yo, lost generation, fast pace nation
World population confront their frustration
The principles of true <b>webmastering</b> have been forsaken
It's all <b>TGPing</b>, and about <b>gallery</b> making
Pretend-to-be webmasters don't seem to know their limitations
Exact replication and false representation
You wanna be a webmaster, then stand your own
To Webmaster requires skills, I demand some shown
I let the frauds keep frontin
And roam like a celluar phone far from home
Giving <b>surfers</b> what they wanted
Offical <b>porn consumption</b>, the 5th dumpin
Keepin ya <b>traffic</b> flowin wit an original somethin
Yo, I dedicate this to the one dimension-al
No imagination, excuse for perpetration
My man came over and said
"Yo we thought we saw your site"
Joke's for you
We saw your bitin ass site but uh

Webmasters should know their limitations

one of the greatest groups of all time.Just wait till Phrenation comes out!

WAY..WAY..........WAY to much time on your hands!

wacha saying gurl ?!?

U don't understand my Hieroglyphics?
:winkwink:

Cheshire Dubois, the finest gurl on GFY...

hell fucking yeah. I fucken missed them in LA last month with the Smokin Grooves Tour, but it's all butta...

yeah man.They are one of the only rap groups I will pay to see live.Its either them or J5.By the way the smokin grooves show was completely off the hook!

And I thought Joee could rap some shit!:1orglaugh

Your flow is weak and your rhymes are shit. My words are too strong for gfy they belong on a neptunes beat. :1orglaugh

I think I would file this under the "Self-Ridicule" advertising tactic.

Elements: post a funny subject accompanied by a mildly amusing self-deprecating joke.

Payload: located in the sig.


Watch out for it: I'll be posting the MASTER list of all the advertising tactics [conscious and unconscious] used in GFY and, the ultimate spammers paradise, Usenet.

yo yo yo...

hehe

These beats are nonstop
these rhymes is overclocked
I'm hoaxr the Haxor
I'll frizzle fry your muthafuckin maxtor
Then I'll home phone ya
justa letchya know who owned ya
your feeble defenses are white picket fences
I hippity hop with this binary backed hip hop
blowin out ya firewall like my first bithday candle
nuthin can stop this digital vandal
I'm slyly slippin away
and leavin behind scandal
from my keyboard cock
I spew a load
of venomous code
infecting every node
clickity clack
clackity click
I thrust my trojan dick
all up in your backdoor
script kiddies wishin they could hack more
than hoaxr the haxor



bladow my nizzles...

BTW...I couldn't hack a speak and spell...

I'm in the porn game, mack'n hoes no shame,
double snaps of the the bottles cuss were poping champagne.

BT the gamer sipping on suds,
Gotz all them pretty hooker just like Ashly JuDD.

5 bottles of crystal 5 hundred a pop,
we be swimming in gravey with the bank I drop.....

THis is my club, your just VIP,
in the back bye the bar "Yo it's TCG"

AND IF YA DIDN'T KNOW NOW YA KNOW...........:winkwink:

That's my dawg!! BT don't play that.:thumbsup

I must agree BT's flow is tight. This mofo got fort liq's on lock! But true playaz in New York dont play. Drama is our midle name.

We popin bottles of cris like their poland sping :1orglaugh

:thumbsup

Check out the rhyme that I?m kicking, I gotta
Lotta Hookers butt I?m always tricking,

I?m kicking it to the girl that be riding on my snoopy,
Even though to me she ain?t nothing butt a groupie.

You can get with this cuss now you know the flavor,
I?m stepping to the girls with the freaky behavior.

Riding up the Blvd chill?n with the hommies,
Don?t for gets to ?holla? cuss you know that you know me.

I?m kicking a different style as I bring it to you slow,
If you didn?t ask baby how the hell would you know?
I?m bringing it to ya live with the funky rime flow
One time for BT with the Platinum hoes.

The of the lost is where I?m coming from,
Better known as the Boone docks,
Kicking in your boom box


Listen up close, to the words that I say,
As I make a display but anyway ,
Send your traffic my way!
:winkwink:

hm I could kill this thread in 8 bars but I won't...
wanted to comment on smoking grooves though..NEEEEVER add Lauryn Hill to that bill again...that bitch has totally gone off her rocker..Top 10 MC to a straight nutcase... Outkast and Ceelo tore it up though,J5 is coming into their own too

http://www.benasty.com/Track1.mp3 some real shit when your high, one of my boys, he went straight through the track and fucked up a couple times. He's an Icy Hot Stunta

I SWEAR that track is pretty fucking lame.
I SWEAR those toys need come up on some game
I SWEAR bert and ernie could put those fucks to shame
I SWEAR that casio beat needs to be put out of its fucking misery!

Haha, its a beat off the internet. I guess you gotta know em to feel the song.

for all of you who are into true lyricism and turntablism, you gotta check out the BeatBasement internet feeds.

either grab them from http://www.beatbasement.com or bookmark from Shoutcast. sick beats, ill lyrics, dope ol'school, they got it all streaming 24 hours a day.

My laughter lacks for your disaster
my freestyle shines flows thick like laquer
from my LikeWhoa pipe
the shit drops hits day 'n night
now your ratios are slight
too caught up in your stats
so just take a bath
turn on some hot water
break outs the knife
for yer signup strife
whilst I slaughter yer wrists
thrice slices too nice
splice your phone lines
while I piss in time
to the beats of my traffic
golden showers drop on your head so drastic
between fits you cower in shame
spastic fits 'cause my shit's so insane
your joins disappear into my stats
roll with the punches no need for gats
has beens
wear your shave-o-matic depends

don't miss the traffic ballistics
join The Family
up your statistics
"conversion ratios"
that shit we coined
otherwise says your goodbyes
as we pierce your groin
n' tie you to my hearse
n' drive you in reverse
and drag
you lag
you fag
your ping times
declined.
i fucked your bitch for a dime
sorry for that disease
sorry about your CC's
I give two shits n' she said please
grab my circuit biscuits bitch
while I solder you a brain
hitch my example
lick this sample
RoboCop-out
refrain.

oooh shit the battle is on. tight shit though FLY !!!
ps: after the second verse, some might call you homophobe on another thread ;)

To tell you a little secret, without NCP or Pimpdog this forum wouldn't be-shit/
Seeing you devolop nothing but weak-shit is probably the reason JoeE-quit/
That wasn't a JoeE-diss, he's part of what I tried to start with every serious-script/
Helped GFY.com get ill, but your spits and ugly picture in the Internext thread ruined-it/
Don't make me move state-ta-state just so we can be face-ta-face/
Heavy handed, make you taste-the-weight til your teeth are replaced-with-space/
I hate-the-fakes, what do you know about "dymes", you can't even add a 7 to get an "eight"/
Pete? you must be crazy for testin/
I'll rip you, then tell you to BRACE YOURSELF like "lazy dentists"/
I told you,you're not a rapper just a glorified messageboard poet/
I promise to battle you, then hand you my voicebox so you can take my word for it/
Your shit's-fake, prepare for the takeover like you were an Amistad ship-mate/
You think think the board supporting you in this is like Homer Simpsons belt, a big-waiste/
AY! without a doubt, I'm leaving you slain in a route/
Write "nocostporn on my dick" cause you always "have my name in your mouth"/
With these lyrics I speak-at-you/
You rappin like a Pokemon character doesnt mean they are gonna PEEK-AT-U/
Face this test, help you recognize who's really the best/
So you need to "put your lungs in a piggy bank" and "save your breath"/
Pete is catchin wreck, spittin insanity right to your chest/
"Place four lamps around your casket," just to "four shadow your death"...

thats enough... bet you guys didn't know a webmaster could get grimey :1orglaugh

I'll be back later if theres a reply

Play your GFY gymnastics
you punks need more practice
play your signature games
while the authentic authority remains
sign my Handcock to your checks
My do-boy Spock
my dues he collects
when your spam complaints come in
I spin my magic and I spread you thin
I'm the hitbot maestro
lucid commando
my liquid imagination flows
through your LCD
everything's transluscent that I can see
live wid it
my porno punk
you're livid
my enemey.

I remember Maxtor HD's back in the day damn that's old school are they still in biz?

LOL


I can't decide if I like your drawings or your rhymes better hehe... You are the man!

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Whoa, bitch get out the way! get out the way, get out the way! The year 2003 the party?s over it?s were of time, go for yours cuz I?m gonna get mine. BT? What planet are you from and what is your race? I?m from the planet where the human minds granted, eyes could be slanted, mine caught you red handed. Be warned? don?t be fooled by the tick or tock neither hand nor the clock, check my future shock. Could it be what we came here for, sleep depravation double locking the doors? The transmission outside broke down profusely ticking. ?OILS SICKING? while your brain takes a licking. Media hype dialogue?s then they swipe, the true discipline of none cosmic type. Leads to believe what you see on the screen, where all getting sucked up in Quarantine. Intergalactic gets you thinking I?m spastic, I?m really bombastic, Zen of fantastic. ?Do ya know where your going to, to you know what life is showing you, where are you going to, do you know????..
Truly believe I?m taking it to the streets, Black boots heavy stomping my feet. You?ll have ears when Armageddon rolls round; breaking up your town religiously I?m sound. Be a student of a cracker, that?s blacker than Decker, colorblind is the rapture I lecture. In this life kid, times to short, that?s why were ?rocking to the end of time?.

The perceived is a perceiver if perceived by believers.