HURRY UP OFFENSE (check out the rhymes.. drop reply and I'll return the favor)

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Feb 15, 2003
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some shit I wrote a while back just rhymin... good lookin out if u read it i'll take the good with the bad.... peace





i aint cupcakin we ain't gon take a hot bubble bath,
I don't care if you pour 4 drinks, then 4 more, you ain't gettin 8(ate),
and I ain't got trouble with math,
we will NOT cuddle and laugh,
its a hurry up offense.. no time to stop for a huddle I SNAP,
see.. cash I struggle to grasp.. my stocks doublin fast,
drop competition flat.. anyone runnin back.. gets stopped dead in they tracks,
won't stop until I got a couple of plaques,
need to complete the puzzle fast and do something with my raps,
they from the heart, not just a hustle or an act,
my brain is a muscle, my notepad is my weight bench,
I sit down and do 8 sets of 16 straight reps,
that's bars, no curl bar, just a sentence,
see when I bench press I make the pen flex,
not my biceps,
I'm high tech... it may be hard to digest,
but when it comes to the rap game.. you ain't gettin in.. like dry sex,
I drive wreckless suprised I ain't died yet,
don't need a ice neckless still quite impressive to big breasted heffers that wanna have sex wit us,
you tried to give her pleasure but whatever cuzzz,
we can drop our pants.. bet you don't measure up,
leather is tough, but your heart is made of feathers n fluff,
its best to shut up cuz you'll never be better than us,
and people who used to think less of us,
see us steppin up from laborers to executives,
givin fingers to cops who tazored and arrested us,
interogater questionin stuff,
forget the haters, I'm never fessin up,
doin it major, be a player wit paper, etcetra etcetra,
doin favors for favors, network to stay ahead of the competitors,
keep customers satistfied, we utiliZe commerce,
in war you gotta strategize, might lose if you don't bomb first,
sick of the average life, and all my shoes bein converse,
nothin wrong wit a pair of chucks, but what's up wit some jordans on my feet,
o they cost a hundred bucks? no way even if I could afford'em I'm too cheap,
gimme something for 60.. you'll never see no more on my reciepts,
hit the dollar menu when I order to eat,
then it's cheap beer and vodka, until I'm snorin asleep,
but still my money goes fast I drink and blow grass,
dippin all over the map.. but stay wit low gas,
always sloppy drunk.. don't make my clothes last,
stumblin by grabbin a hoes ass.... no we don't show no class,
in school... I was a no show to class,
never thought to go slow.. went by oh so fast,
now collectin cans like a hobo.. don't hold no cash,
i would pimp but got no hoes..to throw on the track,
I'm bout to snap for the cheese like a photo flash,
I hope all the po-poes and homo's get broke backs,
while I relax and and try to make this dough stack,