A quik spit!!!!! (ptweeee..)

[Hatesrats™]

Just a lil' nonstop rhyme thang......just typed whatever came into my head....lol
fuck meaning......this a keystyle to the fullest...ha..lol
add on homies straight from the dome

Yo...got my fucken lugi rhyme
another time sunshine
before your time (youngster)
born on the decilne
we're already dead only the red still flowin'
we still ain't knowin'
once the sack started flowin' (fuckin')
had the mom prego
then had to let go of my ego (dead beat)
talkin' bout build me a lego (house)
only if you mean break apart
fuck a heart
I'm souless and goaless
wish this was the old west
could live life while it last lawless
this Cali....
Bear..
you muthaphukkka's should be aware
the effects in their underwear (pussies)
had the girly hair.....missed they pair
had their 100 yard stare (can't c me)
The double vision glare
seeing the Gem-In I
blinded your eye....
the fight was tonight
got your sight impared wit' a RIGHT
maybe a LEFT...your out of shape flows ran out of breathe
you have nothing to impress
so you went DOWN
nowhere but up after your six feet drown
the all Direction disection
first your optical.....melt your brain
with the constant remain of not refrain the actual mean'ing
dispose of your body at the scene
a hot rhyme and some gasoline
explosion...I mean exposin
the cautious rhymer
u could tell he's a first timer
still rusty with spakle and primer
needs a lil' finish
a freestyle scrimige
THIS IS NOT A GAME....
imagine your team and a championship ring...
then wake up!!
this dream is over.......

I swear this muthaphukkka took me seconds..lol

[Hatesrats™]

The lyrikal eclipse
don't stare to closley at this
Blind muthaphukkka..
you cannot see what you can't touch
kinda like pussy
you ain't seein not part of it
since you came out the slit (ouuuch)
quote this "shit"
and smell the funk after your so-hard rhymes turned cunt..
I douched you
passed the homerun...knocked your weakness wit'a bunt (playoff's baby!!!)
and stalled your treasure hunt
when I took my jewles out your mouth
and shined without any polish
Who flowed R.A.W. regardless...
slicing heads with swords on dullness
call me sushi...for the smell of your sister's coochie on my breathe
or the backwards flips (flipped letter"s)
the words of undercooked and becomes a whole new book..
Ask Mao
what art I practice
when you visit em' in hell
here's a secret turn R.A.W.
around...
what the fuck does that spell...W.A.R.
it's on muthaphukkka's

The ease of this shit is mind bogglin'..lol

CSN..forever.."No way Out"