C-Rock Is In The Building

[shitsho]

Hey, did either of you fellas end up in the fantasy league? Word.

Never tried a fantasy league.

 

[wlk3]

Wlk bringing the heat today!!!

I'm just tryna catch up... Ever since you went to Orlando you been going crazy... Preciate it though, and that last one you just dropped...

Hey, did either of you fellas end up in the fantasy league? Word.

I'll be there to beat that a$$ there too...

 

[wlk3]

Gather around and witness my pretensions
My lyrics cause havoc in at least 12 dimensions
You have to pay attention, no more free extensions.
The goal of my rhymes is to cause hyper-tension

Forced to battle me? Well that there’s a rig up.
The task got ya nervous? Try not to slip up.
You not really scared? Well then why all the hiccups?
Take a deep breath son. Its all just a pickup.

You cant even see me i’ve done left the place
Come a little harder if you want to keep pace
Dont debate your case, you already lost the race.
Luckily you get to experience the thrill of the chase

Verbally I wreck it, metaphysically I check it
Success in everything I try is thoroughly expected.
The strength and power of God in my spirit reflected
The span of my knowledge..far reaching and eclectic

I'm gonna have to sit on this for a minute... Switched the game on me... Nice...

 

[Crotchrocker]

One-Man Wrecking Crew. Who you stepping to?
Disrespecting who? Me, that's who - Mr. Incredible.
Suplexing fools just like Tekken 2. Eat you guys alive like you edible.
Devour you just like my vegetables. Clean off the plate, disinfecting you.
Under pressure you fold like homosexuals.
Put you to the test and you fold every time.
F a star, yo, my shine is celestial. Out of this world like an extra-terrestrial.
Word, simply, my rhyme is a symphony. And best believe I'm leg-limping, B.
Steady pimping these wanna-be's, slaves to Marijuana leaves.
Talk to me, today will be a day that lives in infamy.
My intelligence got you looking like a chimpanzee.
Irrelevant like peanuts to an elephant.
Go ahead and hate away, azzhole, today's your day.
Don't forget to get your rhymes off layaway.
Relaxing on that azz like its Labor Day. Player, play.
Get your dreams crushed, flame extinguished.
Sucka, please hush you can't see Mr. Distinguished...

Word.

 

[shitsho]

You in the wrong now Crotch, you know respect is due
Did you forget its me you owe your whole existence to?
Cleaned you up, saved your life, let you join my crew
Fuck Sports Chic! Look what that bitch made you do!

Holding down my spot at the top hitting fools like Jack Tatum
Slobber knocked, my lyrics hot...one pop to assassinate em
A centrifuge to separate em, Fo sho tryin to castrate em.
Write the words down verbatim this is your final ultimatum.

My diatribe has been inscribed, precipitated by outrage
I first erupt , then burn it up, as I incinerate the stage.
My rampages filled with rage dont attempt to assuage
Full of fury I’m volcanic you cant hold me in no cage.

You can't extinguish this fire. Dont let that myth grow
These lyrics cleanin your pipes,, force feedin you Drano
Theres one thing you should know, You refuse to learn though
Stop bringin a water pistol to put out this ragin inferno.​

 

[beardown07]

One-Man Wrecking Crew. Who you stepping to?
Disrespecting who? Me, that's who - Mr. Incredible.
Suplexing fools just like Tekken 2. Eat you guys alive like you edible.
Devour you just like my vegetables. Clean off the plate, disinfecting you.
Under pressure you fold like homosexuals.
Put you to the test and you fold every time.
F a star, yo, my shine is celestial. Out of this world like an extra-terrestrial.
Word, simply, my rhyme is a symphony. And best believe I'm leg-limping, B.
Steady pimping these wanna-be's, slaves to Marijuana leaves.
Talk to me, today will be a day that lives in infamy.
My intelligence got you looking like a chimpanzee.
Irrelevant like peanuts to an elephant.
Go ahead and hate away, azzhole, today's your day.
Don't forget to get your rhymes off layaway.
Relaxing on that azz like its Labor Day. Player, play.
Get your dreams crushed, flame extinguished.
Sucka, please hush you can't see Mr. Distinguished...

Word.

Buds are the flower....leaves have nothing to do with it...jus saying


Carry on..

 

[Crotchrocker]

I just learned something, Beardown. How did you enjoy the game against my Lions Sunday? Word.

 

[Crotchrocker]

Notary Public from the Old Republic, vetoed the government.
Tea Party voters find me so repugnant.
Let's see how it works, til then, jerks refrain from judgement.
Refuse to listen. Get yourself bludgeoned into perdition.
Eternal punishment's your new condition.
This foolish mission will burn you worse than true religion.
To Hades, shut this shit down with senseless debating.
My tradition is staying spitting these scathing lyrics quit hating...

...Word.

 

[wlk3]

You in the wrong now Crotch, you know respect is due
Did you forget its me you owe your whole existence to?
Cleaned you up, saved your life, let you join my crew
Fuck Sports Chic! Look what that bitch made you do!

Holding down my spot at the top hitting fools like Jack Tatum
Slobber knocked, my lyrics hot...one pop to assassinate em
A centrifuge to separate em, Fo sho tryin to castrate em.
Write the words down verbatim this is your final ultimatum.

My diatribe has been inscribed, precipitated by outrage
I first erupt , then burn it up, as I incinerate the stage.
My rampages filled with rage dont attempt to assuage
Full of fury I’m volcanic you cant hold me in no cage.

You can't extinguish this fire. Dont let that myth grow
These lyrics cleanin your pipes,, force feedin you Drano
Theres one thing you should know, You refuse to learn though
Stop bringin a water pistol to put out this ragin inferno.​

Tried to thumbs up from my phone and it hit the thumbs down... You keep bringing that heat man...damn...

 

[beardown07]

I just learned something, Beardown. How did you enjoy the game against my Lions Sunday? Word.

Meh...We'll get ya at home.

 

[Crotchrocker]

We are going to hoist a 50 burger on the Bears next time we play. Get ready to get your helmets handed to you against New Orleans to... Word.

 

[Crotchrocker]

*This is fiction. Don't try this at home.*

I'm a day late and a dollar ahead.
Got haters swallowing lead while I'm hollering, 'Dead!'
.22's was hardly making a dent, started using hollows instead.
You cowards wallow in dread.
Went to Vegas personally, made my bookie cover the spread.
Sonofabitch tried to escape found him hiding up under the bed.
Must've been something he said.
Snuffed him. Residue stuck to his head so I left with his money instead.
Left with enough to run from the Feds. What a helluva run for the bread...

...Word.

 

[MightyMouse]

My rhymes be hot
I drop lines like a robot
time to work on my chip shot
while I chill on my yacht

 

[Crotchrocker]

Miniature golfing on the open ocean. Mighty's pokin.
Not girls, he's just trying to get a couple holes in.
9-1-1 is not an option, someone get the Ibuprofen.
Better yet, crack the magic potion, get 'im leanin...
...get 'im on the phone and peep his heavy breathin...
...Word.

 

[beardown07]

We are going to hoist a 50 burger on the Bears next time we play. Get ready to get your helmets handed to you against New Orleans to... Word.

too



LOL. Detoilet puts up 50 on em at Soldier Field, and I'll never set foot in this abortion clinic again.

 

[Crotchrocker]

The Lambeau Curse lives! Word.

 

[Crotchrocker]

A blow to the dome might hurt so I strike first.
You light work. I leave bloodstains on your clean white shirt.
I smirk, you frown - smiles upside down. Don my crown.
Slide your girl out her tight skirt and do some pipework.
Dance to my tune this, the Pied Piper made you do this.
Laying waste to you kids in my chainmail tunic.
Lance in my hand, I glance at the land with my steed underneath...
...and proceed to cooking previous beefs...

...Word.

 

[Crotchrocker]

What the fizzle? Are you guys trying to let my thread perish? Word.

 

[shitsho]

Tell you a tale about how I hold court in this rap town
Grit and grime where i from but thats just how I get down
Life can get quite hectic here G let me try to expound
2 clowns, Lakersboy and Robot tried jack me for my crown

Tracked em to they spot, the scent of fear was kind of smelly
Robot pleadin for his life, “it wasn’t me!” he tried to tell me
Now in hindsight he shouldn't've made that move for his celly
Cocked my lyrical 12 gauge and turned his brains into jelly

Now we had an issue, cant have no witnesses at all
Lakersboy on his knees beggin as he begin to crawl
Then he started to cry cause I’d already made the call
With my money on my mind I splattered his against the wall

All comers take heed, consider yourself warned
In the rules of this rap game to show mercy is scorned
Don't look so forlorn thats just how my mind performs
Designated raps royalty from the day I was born.

 

[RoboticDreams]

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