Rap Service

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Loadin out with my rap service, Let it out on the pad I make the whack versions
No room for improvement with my gat surges, My head is fuckin spinnin like lap circles
I bust up rhymes wit my rap service. Yeah, my rap service.
Bring out the curtains, my lines constrict like serpents,
I was washed out but I rose to the surface,
I cut lines through like surgeons, I fuck out rhymes now with the verses.
Go on this sight for a daily basis. I hope one day enough to make me famous.
I am white but I fuck races. Arrest me for this rap I've had many cases.
You fucks better rise quick I aint got patience. Try me bitch I am basically
painless. The called me nameless, spacious, pay payments. I had to wait my
turn like a fuckin waitress. Go on this site much as you go to the pharmacy.
I had to make a difference on rap, not comedy. I have to admit honestly,
I am the kinda guy waiting for a fuckin prophecy. I shit on the mic like the rhino
and rhyme like CarlCee. I tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.
I am on my site with loyalty. They say cause I call myself king I like royalty.
I slur out what comes about with flamboyancy. I sit and LMAO like a joker enjoyably.
Call this shit inappropriate. The fact is my rhymind goes from now to Soviet.
Now adays I could care less and say so be it and rap as a Pad associate.
I consider myself to battle like a lion. Man you aint nothin keep tryin but quit
cryin. Your a toddler grown up like ripen. I admit I attack like bison and shit
like hyphen. I rap with the dictionary from Amir.
A site where my attitude doesnt affect my career.
My rhymes correct you and are severe. I am a pioneer,
likely a cashier cause theres cash here. My crimes are unclear but hure
like thespear. The lines you make are so unfortunate. I wreckin ya win, lose,
but not tie because I'm not corporate.
I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. Sorry it ain't Christmas,
getting old you need assistance. I know you're nothin, I'm a witness.
I kill ya after this I need forgiveness.
I flee the scene, I stay at least a distance. My rhymes are brilliant, you're lines,
well you're just an idiot.

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RapKing
Member since February 25 2014

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