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I used to have a jet black hummer. Wrecked that- Was a set back bummer..
Then I bought that new S class that I wrecked last summer
YA GIRL? I get sex acts from her
She gives me neck fast, then expects that plumber-
Y'know..I put that pressure to her pipes like a wet ass plunger
Next Rhyme - Mario Brothers
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I've had the gloves on since day 1 like the Mario brothers,
Done after one shot on screen these are cameo punches,
Done after one shot I Gus Fring - Don Eladio suckers,
Outside, on bodies like where my patio covers,
Dropping tracks so big they're bustin Asio buffers,
I stay happy-go-gutter, carry no rubbers, bitches stay eating the bone like haribo lovers
Next rhyme: Violent Hugs
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Doctor, just prescribe the drugs. Doctor, please, my psyche’s fucked.
My shrink replies with silent shrugs coz madness is the rational reaction to these times of flux.
From prior crux to prior crux, I’m breaking bread with friar tucks,
Cyber thugs and giant bugs, y’all can hold your lighters up.
Kids’ll set a blaze so they can get to see a fire truck.
Nostalgic for that nineties buzz, got cold feet like the mighty ducks.
Pirates snuck the trove outta the cove before the sirens struck.
Try your luck and end up face down in the briney muck.
Turn your dogs to pining pups, living like survival sucks.
Christians are a private club that’s made to trade messiah snuff.
High was never high enough, I’ll jump off of the viaduct and vanish in a pious puff.
Pliers pluck the souls out of the lifeless husks for five a buck.
Next rhyme: shopping trolley
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Found 7g in a bag, clear crystalline rocks of Molly,
That Q will last forever like being in Asda with a shopping trolley,
Why would someone drop it not drop it? Lost it probly,
They'll be wondering where it is now, what a Wally,
Had 200mg while I was watching Corrie,
wildly assuming it was nothing dodgy,
3 days later, while on my phone searching "Pocket Polly" after forgetting if it's Polly pocket or pocket polly,
simultaneously explaining the rules for boxing-hockey to a Geordie I'd never met called Rob, nope, sorry - Bobby,
as he shouted from his window "get off mi lorry",
I said to myself "that was meth, bollocks, golly, wish I'd put shoes on, these socks are soggy"
Next rhyme: Rabbit hole
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I’m going down the rabbit hole with LSD laced casseroles.
I’m feeling Peppy, taking lots of shots... “do a barrel roll!”
My fans cajole for plans and goals like Ashley Cole’s.
Your girl said “cry-me-a river”, so I drowned her in Sevastopol.
I’m going down the rabbit hole with psilocybin salad bowls.
Rabbit hole? yeah I’m getting hammered like it’s whack-a-mole.
My views would skew a Gallup poll, I lack control, my standard role’s a shark up in the salmon shoal.
Fuck cash, I’m stacking bankers’ souls.
I misspelled ‘anal beads’ as ‘annal Bede’s, and that was droll;
Long story short... I bought your girl a Saxon scroll.
Next rhyme: true story
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Awaken by the timeless melody of the seaside
Major contrast from Experiment X compound classified
Extraordinarily healing with a side of borderline manic
With a talent of leaving unenlightened mortals in a panic
Is it a true story that boredom is the root of all evil?
How can I make this dull Beothuk arrowhead more lethal?
Next rhyme: walking dead
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Wait, who’s this... Thesaurus? Jed?
Uh, mate, you were supposed to find rhymes for ‘true story’ to adorn the thread.
Nah, I get it, you thought and read and chose not to conform instead.
I respect it... see I’m lazy too; I was born in bed.
It’s fine, write whatever you like, I ain’t gonna call the feds.
A source alleged he’s just way too cool to perform for cred.
He’s written about Once In his Lifetime like the Talking Heads.
Unredeemedoracle... that name’s fucking stupid, I’mma call him Fred.
Dude, you write like Soar forgot his morning meds.
It’s hardly complicated as some shit which Stephen Hawkings said.
You coulda found a rhyme for ‘true story’... dude... surely? I ain’t tryna leave you torn to shreds, but true story, you bore me, I’d rather do laundry or help my grandad sort his shed.
Next rhyme: ignore the scheme
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I hear 'em talkin' but I don't support the dream. turn in your work and report to teach..
hate how my brain always resorts to "mean" like even my attitude wants to ignore the scheme
my cohorts is thieves...but for C? no force is green. I don't conform to greed -
the truth is kinda my thing, so if I serve 'em a story? it's just a portion ME...
going down rabbit holes for capital to investigate; see what extortion brings...
find out your rap heroes are what they say they are the hard way, but more importantly?
they itch for the next dollar, like their fans are the walking dead doin' zombie sorts of things
not payin' attention to how they walk or holler, "trust and loyalty fam" nah, they don't support you g...
there's no Lords of rings...it's like lookin' up to the eye of Sauron and thinkin' them Orcs are clean...
but they're not, so just drop it...'cause in the million dollar biz you'll find a morgue to feed.
Next rhyme: violent thoughts
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violent thoughts
lately ive been having a lot of violent thoughts
im the leader of an advanced AI and my soldiers are sadistic robots
the government is out to get me they plan and plot
so i enter my submarine, submerge underwater before i get caught
twenty thousand leagues under the sea i meditate with silent thoughts
i construct a robot assassin using my genius mind, she's a ninja robot
i send her on missions to assassinate crooked cops
corrupt government officials are my enemy and i can't be stopped
next rhyme scheme: Evil gods
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Enter the square circle with a member of Bullet club firing squad
Guarantee to leave challengers with a crimson mask that attempts to respond
YES!!, it’s Fred, from that infamous street, that nightmarish evil god
One, Two Freddy’s is coming to lyrically maraud
Three, Four, Better repent to your meritless god
Five, Six Grab your splintered rifle and its ramrod
Seven, Eight Gonna have apprehension of what's beyond
Nine, Ten, Your lifeless corpse bond with contaminated sod
Professor Virbius thanks for the explanation dickwad
I do what I want plus commit mail fraud and align with vile demigods
I hope Thesaurus wasn't to complicated fragmenting your cranium bond
next rhyme scheme: Judgement Day
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No fucking way!
You’ve gone from writing shit my mum’d say, to writing shit like Pun and Dre have come to play.
I’m unafraid of judgement day; made every motherfucker prey.
I used to think I was some kinda god, but now I’m through my humble phase.
You lack polish, and you’re clearly finished... scumble glazed.
I’m the type to sniff a tonne of yay and smoke dro til my lungs degrade.
Mate, have you come to stay? or bale like a bunch of hay?
I’ll get into a drunk affray, punch away, I’m Mohammed Ali with posher posture, call me Cuthbert Clay.
You might be dumb as fuck but I’m dumber, ay... I was swimming in the sea on a summer’s day, then someone shouted “stingray!”, so I stung a ray.
Ay, yo... oven tray... runaways... see, what I’m tryna fucking say is, uh, I’ve run out of stuff to say.
Next rhyme: framed art
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Referred as Kano the way I expose hearts
The process is excruciating the way the organ departs
The Kombat is mortal, you would know as the spirit parts
The combination is flawless like framed art
They say the hunter has become the hunted, falling apart
Dire wolf on the farm slaughtering sheep impart
Lungs so degraded you need oxygen concentrator to get a jump start
Mental and physical state rapidly decomposing, nurse check the chart
Mind so warped that he created a custom title to validate his part
10 count soda pop, I was always Mic Tyson from the start
Next rhyme: cross bearer
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I’d win in a fistfight with a cross bear... uh...
With one hand behind my back (that’s a lot fairer).
I flip rounds like checking which pog’s rarer.
So nice I even talk to retards (...dawg where’s ya hot carer?)
(...Mon frere, uh, pretty rude of you to not share her).
Your headteacher taught you to give head. (dein kopf lehrer).
Next rhyme: single syllable
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"I" is my favorite single syllable/
my flows are always refillable/
it's sad to see wannabe emcees but seeing a person quit rap is always more pitiful/
real rappers are alway distinguishable/
wannabe emcees today be so cynical/
they need to say fuck the fame, im here to be so lyrical/
you cant see God if you aint spiritual/
I never envy great rappers instead i see living miracles/
next rhyme:
Hold my beer
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Hold the beer...
My goals are clear, my role’s severe, fuck you and your whole career, I’d stab a hedge fund manager with some stolen shears.
Nah cuz, I won’t hold your beer... I’ll kill this bitch then hold the bier.
Control your fear...
The first to cry, he’s lower tier.
I mean it cuz, I’m so sincere.
I’m the hottest to prophet off it, shit, I’m known to ‘sear’.
I guess his shit is-really prime in-his-tier, like Golda Meir.
My shit makes them explode with cheers,
Your shit makes them all goad and jeer.
Get so high I behold the Mir
space station, and my focus clear,
We’re on opposite sides like the poles of spheres.
Bodying til souls appear, I got soldier peers,
Your style’s barely anything at all cuz, so austere,
Or bullshit, with a gold veneer.
Got me feeling like a lion amongst foals and deer.
Next rhyme: awkward rhyme