der englische 16 bars thread

right here, right now, right spot, right time
i feel like charle bronson, old but ready to fight crime
though some of u don't like my rhymes, i'll stay true
like schwarzenegger in true lies, otherwise i'd be a fool
people tryin'a act cool, what the hell, i don't need that
all i need to get by is a mic, pen, pad, beats plus feedback
and of course, my own weedbag, plus some scotch on ice
if i'd ever have a motto, it'd be : "hiphop rocks for life"
girl blows my cock so nice, she's truly mastered this artform
her name is lil' dolly, and her housename must be hardcore
that's what i starve for, ain't we all got some weakness ?
my only weak spot is smokin' haze, so call it my weedness
i bring the heat, bless mics with lyrics that split your head
provoke me, son, i got a gun, that means click !, you're dead
i'd even hit your dad, when it comes to revenge, i'm shameless
invisible to opponent mc's, but that doesn't mean i'm nameless...
 
also jetzt mal was anderes.......auf n eski beat..(englisch e hip-hop art aus london, sehr schnell zB roll deep crew)

What would you do if you had to.....
Choose between happiness and money?
I'm likely to take the money
but money means work n work ain't funny
16 english bars again and again I write them
Writers blocks I try to fight them
My rhymes are all my own I don't bite them
Snitches are around now reportin crimes
I now spend my time courting dimes
Neva eva am I gonna sink down to snortin lines
Chose a weird rhyme-style for a change
At first look it seems so strange
People sayin I got game with mad range
Shine gettin so deep that you can feel
I respect his grind cause he's fo real
Shine want a part from me? it's a deal
 
I'm diferent to most I come with knowledge
rap now is filled up with with pussys n garbadge
my rhyme arsenal known as one of the largest
rappers end their career and then tryne comeback
I'm Hip Hop'S emperor Nosebleed ready for combat
fabolous told them to breath I take their last braeth
Scientist you better watch that I'm one of those Zick zack
I'm here to bring Rap in the biz back
Rappers get signed by major and then they get jacked
just seeing the money runnin in traps
going in pension without a dollar in their pants
without any real friends that's why I represent
Hip Hop to fullets **** rapping bout bullets
and all this school raps I'm no gangsta and I'never was
Poet Pants keeps touching mics that's what he does
I don't envy ya industry faggod's cause I hold no grudge
 
call me Big Red the biggest freshest Bubbelgum
I ****** of my parents and I want no trouble mum
I have a gun in my very old,slim jeans
the right hand is free, left I wearing a Jim Beam
Come see in my face and look at my cold eyes
alright I m the white obie trice

lol ich lass es lieber
 
I can´t see the sunlight, cause the sky is covered with clouds/
I think about my life, no perspective, just jam packed with doubts/
I thought i got real friends, behind ma back, protecting me/
Then i get real Problems nobody behind ma back , police arresting me/
Disappointed ma Family, expecially my Mum, she cried so many tears/
i got so many fears, so many questions, but nobody wanna hear/
Ma dad hate me, ingore me, like i was a Stranger, his eyes full of anger/
I can´t play with the kids from my neighbour, because i´m a danger/
For eveybody, can´t live life like before, thinkin bout sucide/
Askin who am i? Kill me Like i do killin insects with insecticide/
But then.. it' s like a sign from god himself, he send me a Girl to help me out/
Her beauty is undiscribable, he soul unbeliveble, she erased cloud to cloud/
I saw the sunshine for the first time in my life, while i holdin ma girl in arms/
Thats what im searchin ma hole life, that is what i and she wants/
I never saw ma fake friends again, probably the do some thug shit right now/
but my mission is it, to raise a family, and go to sleep erday, peaceful with a nightgown/
 
@ micropanther :

its definitely nice if u got a girl who's better than homies
but beware, not all girls are honest, one day u'll be lonely
again, after a nice time, believe me, i experienced it
when it comes to lovelife, life can be serious shit
can **** your head delirious, kid, so be careful who u trust
me, i got some good homies, they see it as a must
to be there for me around the clock, mutual agreement
talkin' endless hours, sippin' whiskey, smokin' green hemp
only once, i had a mean friend, in front of me : trustworthy
behind my back he snitched, abused and even cursed me
i got rid of him soon, who needs a ****in' snitch anyway ?
my true friends are there for me always, be it any day
of course there's a special girl, and i love her till death
but when it comes to comparison, i can't say what's best
i'm tellin u, kid, you got problems ? then face them
girls come and go, but homies ? a toller Typ can't replace them...
 
hope y'all had a merry christmas and good new year's eve
if i was a lawyer, believe me, i would sue your team
for slangin bad raps, grounded on bad beats
you guys sip bad whiskey, **** ugly chicks, smoke bad weed
i recently fell madly in love with a girl
she's beautiful, she's cute, to me, she's the world
my thoughts twist and swirl, i can't do nuthin'
the world we livin' in is foul, false and rotten
my idols never forgotten, i honor them the way they'd like
by using inspiration, though i don't rhyme the way they rhyme
because bitin' is just cheap, i never was a fan of puff
y'all could rhyme off the head, still i would bring madder stuff
my icky sticky's better stuff, your santa claus is santa bluff
buckingham's my hunting ground, even had diana cuffed
you're proud of your black girlfriend, my chick's got a blacker muff
i don't smoke haze nowadays, with my teeth i just crack up buds
 
ain't no new kids on the block, huh ? okay :

whenever i speak of you, i have to speak about wackness
your flat is not inviting, all that i see is a crackmess
you actin like a mack, rest in peace and snitch, rot
your beats aren't heavy, they're just bitten from slipknot
the shit that i drop comes hypnotic and illusional
folks like you dream all day, in a haze thats delusional
with rap i'm gettin' old, almost ready to get a pension
fake mcs like 50 cent try to polarize via tension
i am a passionate spitter, deliverin' my best spit
fakes like lil' wayne suffocate in my deathgrip
see, i'm always the winning guy in amsterdam's hemp race
i feel like an anaconda while you're dying in my embrace
you're tryin' to play the b-ball game, all i can see is fingerball
i'm a burn you in oil and sell you on the streets like fingerrolls
stay outta that sexshops, dont spend your money on gaytoys
my father is hugh hefner and my daily lecture is playboy
 
new shit

whenever i speak of you, i have to speak about wackness
your flat is not inviting, all that i see is a crackmess
you actin like a mack, rest in peace and snitch, rot
your beats aren't heavy, they're just bitten from slipknot
the shit that i drop comes hypnotic and illusional
folks like you dream all day, in a haze thats delusional
with rap i'm gettin' old, almost ready to get a pension
fake mcs like 50 cent try to polarize via tension
i am a passionate spitter, deliverin' my best spit
fakes like lil' wayne suffocate in my deathgrip
see, i'm always the winning guy in amsterdam's hemp race
i feel like an anaconda while you're dying in my embrace
you're tryin' to play the b-ball game, all i can see is fingerball
i'm a burn you in oil and sell you on the streets like fingerrolls
stay outta that sexshops, dont spend your money on gaytoys
my father is hugh hefner and my daily lecture is playboy
 
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