Bloop Bloop Beep Bop

[Starstruck]

my rhymes are written in the bible,
written in the bible by jesus' youngest disciple,
my rhymes are like a hole, they keep gettin deeper,
it seems like my only friend goes by the name Reaper,
death is right behind me like its reachin for my shoulder,
tryin to make me like my ex-wife, i fuckin' told her,
keep cheatin' bitch, just try to deceive me,
keep bein' dirty bitch you better believe me,
when i say i'll get you back, ill be an insomniac,
put a knife in ya chest itll be a heart attack,
ill move on with my life a new life respect it,
and if you dont like it then fudge off neglect it,
i write from my heart, i don't use my fuckin head,
now none of you fuckin faggots better flame on my thread.
#swag.

[Professional.]

I actually thought that was pretty decent.

[kebralt]

That's amazing. The meaning in the poem is really deep. You remind me of eminem.

[AP4THY]

Too much profanity for my liking, but good nonetheless.

[Graveee]

I actually really enjoyed this, I sang it out loud for effect, freakin fantastic!

[Burner™]

Bleep Blpeep Bleep de do boped

[Starstruck]

Haha thanks guys, that was just a garbage drunk freewrite verbal freestyles are alot better lol.

[Infinity]

Too much profanity for my liking, but good nonetheless.

^ gotta say that but then that's pretty much all rap is now anyway lol.

I gotta say though man you are good. If this is what you come up with when you're drunk imagine what you'll come up with when you aren't.

[Shutdown™]

I actually really enjoyed this, I sang it out loud for effect, freakin fantastic!

I did the same thing haha!

I agree, this is pretty darn good.

[Starstruck]

listen to this verse youll hear i just killed it,
i didnt open up my heart nigguh i straight spilled it,
i broke the glass ceiling then i had to rebuild it,
for a protege that i might have to deal wit,
me goin ballistic crazy, understandin insanity,
what the fukk have we become, oh the humanity,
im feelin on edge from all the calamity,
cause all these nigguhs actin like they never even heard of me.
See I'm like David Copperfield, my act is always magic,
I'm like John Lennon the things I write are always classic,
You keep stealin my lines oh god this shi is tragic,
You wanna steal my thunda? nigguh bitch you can have it,
My soul is disposin, don't know where its goin,
It must be gettin carried everytime the cold wind blows and,
off to a new surrounding that nobody knows and,
to a new place, where nobody goes man.
Faded.
#mindset

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That's amazing. The meaning in the poem is really deep. You remind me of eminem.

that actually means alot lol, cuz thats who inspired me to start.