MORE WACK RHYMES

[RC]

MY NAME IS SIR CEE
LEARNED THE GAME IN MONTGOMERY
WHERE NIGGAS RIDE ON GOLD DEES
AND YELL FUCK THE POLICE
FOR ME
IT USED TO B
DIMESACKS/TIC-TACS
PACKIN RUSTY GATS
NOW ITS GOLDS ON CADILLACS
WITH BIRDS IN THE BACK
PACKIN 100 ROUND MACS
I BEEN
WATCHIN FOR THE JACK
PEOPLE BEEN
ON THEY BACK
DONT COME AT ME WITH THAT
PUT ME IN U MY FRIEND LETS GET SOME ENDS/LETS /
NOT DO SHIT
U /A PUNK BITCH
RIGHT NOW
MY TRIGGA FINGER
IS STARTIN TO ITCH
'IM GETTIN RICH'
MOTHERFUCK THAT SHIT
IM REAL SICK
AND NOT TO B PLAYED WITH
IM MOST DERANGED
ARRANGE LYRICAL BLOODSTAINS
MURDER/HOMICIDE
ALWAYS IN WORDPLAY
U SIT LOOKIN DAZED
AS IF HIT BY STUN RAY
NOW WOULD B A GOOD TIME TO GRAB YO A K/LYRICAL MAKIN
PACKIN AND STACKIN
RHYMES SO PRICELESS
MY TEETH R GOIN PLATINUM
SO R THERE ANY QUESTIONS
ABOUT HOW THIS HAPPENED
BUT FIRST TELL ME WHAT U THINK
BOUT THIS WHITE BOY RAPPING

[RC]

THERE THAT FOOL GO
IM PULL OVER
SWITCH/GO
PULL UP SLOW
THAT THANG OUT THE WINDOW
AND I LET IT GO
I REALLY DONT KNOW WHY I DIDNT TAKE HIS CHEESE
I GUESSS I DID IT FOR RESPECT
NEVER CROSS ME
I SHOULD HAVE DONE IT LONG BEFORE
BUT I COULDNT BRING A WAR
TO MY FAMILIES HOME
BUT IM GROWN
NOW/MY MIND IS GONE
NOW/SO ITS ON
NOW/IM ON THE RUN
NOW

ILL CALL THAT LITTLE DITTY LATE NIGHT CREEPIN,,,2 DEEP IN,,,CHEVY CAPRICE N,,THEM GOLD DEES N,,,
,,,,,WELL THATS ENOUGH OF MY WACK RHYMES FOR NOW,
SEND A CHECK OR A MONEY ORDER FOR 19.95 AND ILL TELL YA HOW

[RC]

MY GIRL PAM WENT TO SLEEP
AND NEVER WOKE
YO DAUGHTER MYCRESHA
GOD BLESS HER SOUL
BACK WHEN I WAS 12
MY BOY ROCKY WAS KILLED
HOPE GOD FORGIVES YALL
CUZ I
NEVER WILL
FORGIVE ME
FORGIVE HE
FORGIVE SHE
WE/ ALL
GUILTY/ CANT GET MY HANDS CLEAN
THEY TOO FILTHY

[RC]

I SPLATTER BEES
SCATTER GEES
UNTIL GAME OVER
FATALITY/ U MAD AT ME
CUZ I GOT THEM KEYS
IMAPALA AND A HOUSE WITH TREES
U BAD MOUTHIN ME
U ALSO BITING
ME/ SAME MOTHERFUCKER TO BLAST AND SMASH THOUGH THE CROWD WHEN THEY WERE RIOTING
WOULD U LIKE TO TRY AGAIN
I RETIRE MEN
AN I LL RHYME TILL CHRISTMAS
WHEN I SLIDE DOWN THE CHIMNEY AN
X U OFF MY HITLIST
U BEEN A BAD LITTLE BOY
I HIT YA WITH YA OWN TOY
AN USE THE BLOOD TO FILL MY POOL  
BOI
LOOKS AS IF U WANT TO GET SOME
BUT IM THE RED RUM
SCARE UM
DARE UM
GRAVES I PREPARE UM
GOT YA GIRL STARRIN
AND THA REGION SLUMPED FROM THOSE TABS CUT HALF WITH HEROIN
WHAT/ MY HAND MUST HAVE SLIPPED
BUT I DONT
GIVE A FUCK
ILL BLOW THIS WHOLE THANG UP
THEY CALL ME DEADEYE
THATS MEANS
DONT BOTHER TO
DUCK

[R-CEE]

KEEP ON PLAYIN IF U THINK THIS A JOKE
IM A GO AHEAD AN LET MY
PISTOL/ SMOKE
JUS GOT HOOKED UP AGAIN WITH BIG MAN
HE SAID HE WAS SITTIN RIGHT
AN GOT A PLAN/ I SAW A TWINKLE FROM HIS GOLD TOOTH/ AS HE HANDED ME A MASK AND A BULLETPROOF/ I SAID MOTHERFUCK THOSE NIGGAS ON THE ROOF
EVERY BODY DUCKIN OR DROPPIN
WHEN WE ROLL THRU
I GOT MO GUNS
I THOUGHT YA KNEW
KEYYSTYLE B JUMPIN
OFF THA ROOF
FLIPPIN PEES
AN SMOKIN TREES
I DO THAT AN MO
YA BESS BELIEVE
I BEEN HUNGRY IN THE COLD
AN I FREEZE
HANG EVERY DAY WITH
DEALERS AN THIEVES
GOT THESE KILLERS AFTER ME
SO I KEEP MY GUN
WHEN IM IN THA STREETS
STAY BLOWED OFF THE GANJA AN PEE
WANT TO TEST THIS YOUNG PLAYA
AN THERE IS A FEE
GOT THE DEE
GOT THA E
A MOTHERFUCKERS AFTER ME
THEY WANT TO CAPTURE ME
BUT I STAY LOW KEY
IF THEY KEEP FUCKIN WITH ME
ON THE NEWS THEY WILL SAY
THERE HAS YET BEEN  ANOTHER TRAGEDY
CUZ IM THE C
DOUBLE E
RAISIN THAT S M YA CEE
ANY COLOR CAN GET WITH THESE
WE BOUT IT
MAKIN THAT BREAD AN CHEESE
BLOWIN KILLA GREEN
BARRIN DOPE FIENDS
BUT IM NOT ON THA SCENE
CUZ I CANT B SEEN
PUT HOLES IN THAT ASS LIKE
OLD JEANS
OR SWISS CHEESE
I KEEP YALL JUMPIN LIKE SOME
MEXICAN BEANS
I DONE ROCKED AN COPPED MO
THAN YALL EVER SEEN
I DREAM OF CREAM
ITS OBSCENE
IM TOO MUCH FOR THOSE
TRIPLE BEAMS

[R-CEE]

ME/ UNDISPUTED CHAMPION
OF HIGH SPEED CHASES
WHEN THEY BEHIND ME AND HIT THOSE LIGHTS/ I TAKE EM TO THE RACES
HANG WITH ME
AND U WILL C WHAT
GRACE IS
PRAY TO GOD
AND WATCH FOR THE FACELESS
WHEN I WIN
I WIN WITH 4 ACES
YOUR RHYMES TASTELESS
MINE MARINATED AND BASTED
ITS 10 55
AN IM STILL WASTED
KEEPIN THESE DISCRETE
SO I DONT CATCH A CASE KID
SOMEONE STLOE MY SACK
BUT MY PARANOID ASS PROBLABLY
JUSS MISPLACED IT
WANNA BOX WITH ME
BLOOD YA B TASTIN
IM GONNA RHYME
TILL THE SAINTS WIN
SUPER BOWL 100
PLUS 10
I KNOW SOME IS GETTIN UNEASY
TALKIN BOUT
WHEN WILL IT END
WHEN THEY NOTIFY MY
NEXT OF KIN

[ITW [the irish boy]]

R-CEEE
MUTHAFUCKA
I DONT CARE WHO U CLAIM TO BE
NIGGA WITH A CONTRACT
AND LO LO KEYS
FLOSSIN LIKE U BE THE BEES KNEES
BUT SEE ME NIGGA
FINGA ON DA TRIGGA
DONT GIVE FUCK BOUT GETTIN BIGGA
NO DRUM MACHINE OR BEATS FOR ME
MY LYRICS TELL ALL NIGGA
NOW U GO FIGGA
MORE WACK RHYMES
IM A WHITE BOY RAPPIN
DONT CALL ME NO WIGGA
ILL CATCHA WHEN YO CRAPPIN
PIERCE YO LAST WING
WHEN U BE FLAPPIN
I GOT YO BITCH LAYIN ON TOP OF ME
ITS TIME I BROKE UP YO MONOPOLY
U RUN DIS BOARD
BUT IMMA TAKE YO HOARD
RELEASE AN ALBUM
LIKE THE X TO THE Z ZIBIT
IM DA I TO THE T WANNABE
FROG IN MY TROAT
JUMPIN
RIBIT
DIP IT
IN DA SAUCE
IM NO1 FORCE
SORRY SHE FAILED THE TEST
WE HAD SEXUAL INTACORSCE


PEACE NIGGAS


YO RCEE - NOTHING PERSONAL MAN, YOUR RHYMES ARE ILL

ITW

[R-CEE]

YO/ THANKS FOR THE PROPS
THANKS FOR THE HATERS ON
MY JOCK
IRISH THUG IN THA FIELD REAPIN
CUZ HE
CREME OF CROPS
THE LAND OF BOMBS ON DOUBLE DECKERS
SINN FEIN WITH THEM WICKED JESTURES
COUNTRY FOLK ON STRETCHERS
AN THEY BALST ON THEY RIVALS
WITH THEM ASSAULT RIFLES
ALL ABOUT SOME SHIT
IN THE BIBLE
YEAH, I GOT SOME MORE WACK RHYMES
THAT SURFACE IN YA SUBCONCIOUS
FROM TIME
TO TIME
WHILE WORDS LEAVE SOME FOLKS MOUTHS
BREAK APART
AND DIE
IF YALL COULD KNOW 1 THING ABOUT ME
I WOULD WANT YALL TO KNOW \
THAT I
DO NOT
LIE/ AN SOMETIMES
I CRY
WHEN LIFE SEEMS TO B TOO MUCH
////WHEN A GUN ISNT IN MY REACH
ITS ALMOST LIKE A SUICIDE
AND WHEN I RIDE
IM RIDIN FOR THE SOUTH SIDE/ PIMPIN PRIDE
PIMPIN RIDE
CAPRICES CADILLACS CONTINENTALS
WITH THE SMOKE
INSIDE
RIDIN DOWN THE INTERSTATE
ALWAYS SPEEDIN
4 12's GOT THAT 8-BALL
BEATIN
PACKIN MAC-90
BULLETS SKEETIN
TILL YALL BITCHES STOP
BREATHIN
///40 ROUND DOUBLE CLIP FOR THEM PO-POES/ PISTOL GRIP SO IT FITS IN MY
PIMP/ COAT
THE ONLY THING I LEAVE IS SHELLS WITH NO PRINTS
AND A LOTTA
SMOKE
AN THAT ONLY IF NOT KILLING
COMES DOWN TO ME
BEING /BROKE
BACK TO THOSE
WITH THAT POETRY AN PROSE
M-DOGG IS HOTTER THAN GRINGOS
WITH MOUTHFULL
OF JALAPENOS
HAMBONE LYRICS FAT
AND IM NOT TALKIN BOUT BUSTIN OUT THE SEAM YO////IM OUT

[ITW [the irish boy]]

AYO RCEE
IRA AINT ALL THAT THEY CLAIM TA BE
IM TIRED OF SINN FEIN
ITS ALL A PAIN
NOW WE GOT STREET GANGS JOININ THE GAME
SEEIN THERE SUCCESS
THEY WANT A PIECE OF THE FAME
I NEVER QUITE UNDESTOOD
HOW U STRUCTURED UR FLOW
MAYBE IT'S JUST ONE O' THOSE THINGS
THAT A NIGGA NEVER KNOW
I DONT AGREE WITH PUFFIN ON BLOW
IF ONLY FOR MY VOICE
IT WOULD CHANGE TO A CROW

YO G'S SEEM TO THINK IMMA SUBURBAN CAT
THEY MOAN BOUT TEEN BOPPERZ
BUT THATS NOT MY SCENE
NOT A YOUNG G
IM THE BEST U EVER SEEN

[R-CEE]

ALL ABOUT SOME SHIT FROM THE BIBLE

U WANT TO KNOW HOW I STRUCTURE MY FLOW/A
/YO/ MEMBERS BOUT TO GET DISPLACED
ON THIS BOARD IM A SET THE PACE
PEOPLE RUN FROM ME
LIKE THEY RUNNIN
A/ RACE
MY FOLKS SAID
'GET OUT MY HOUSE
U A DAMN DISGRACE'
MOVIN MY ASS FROM STATE TO
STATE
MOVIN WEIGHT
JAILS INSTITUTIONS AND DEATH
IS MY FATE
I WRITE THESE LINES
FOR THOSE WHO CAN RELATE/
IF U DONT LIKE IT
HOLD ON
WAIT/ TRY TO LOOK THROUGH MY EYES AND FEEL MY PAIN
TEARS B FALLIN LIKE
APRIL/ RAIN
BUT I PLAY MY HAND
AND NEVER COMPLAIN
BUT IM TIRED OF THESE LAMES
QUESTIONING MY GAME
PARANOIA AND DRUGS GOT ME
INSANE/ IM FLYING HIGH
LIKE A JET
PLANE/ I USED TO STAY CRUNK ON THAT COCAINE/ IS MY FUCKED UP CHILDHOOD TO BLAME
EERRRTT
BACK TO THE GAME
IF WE WAS SHOOTIN HOOPS
U THROWIN UP BRICKS MAIN
WHILE IM SLAM DUNKIN
HARDCORE SHIT
BREAKIN THE FRAME
WINNIN THE GAME
BRINGIN THE PAIN
STACKIN CHANGE
MANIPULATING BRAINS
MY NIGGA OVER THERE
GOT THE COLOR CHANGE/ MY NIGGA ACROSS THE RIVER
PUSHIN THE
RANGE
IM PUSHIN THE CHEVY
WITH THEM
CHROME /THANGS
IF U WERNT DOWN BE 4
DONT EVEN
TRY TO HANG
BUT IF U GOT THAT FIRE
WE CAN DO
BUSINESS MAIN
(chorus for yall)
IT AINT NO THANG
FOR THESE INTELLIGENT NIGGAS
WHO B RUNNIN GAME
SLANGIN CAINE
SWANGIN THANGS
IM IN IT FOR THE FORTUNE
FUCK FAME
FUCK
FAME

hint,,,if u want to get my flow,,,read it as fast as u can,,,,peace,,a yo,,pause for these//// o/ k,,,,,,ohhh kayyy,,,southern slang?

[R-CEE]

peep this old shit,,,,i was mildly fresh then,,,whats mildly fresh? < that is,,now im chillin,,,

[ITW [the irish boy]]

REMEMBER BACK THEN
WE HAD A SPLIF AND A PEN
FLOWIN ONE-OH
ON THE SCALE OF ONE TO TEN
AGAIN AND A-GEN
WHILE OTHER NIGGAS FRONT AND PRETEND
INTENDIN TO BE A FOE
BUT AINT EVEN A HOPE
YOUR LIKE AN INVISIBLE COLOUR ON A KALEIDASCOPE
YOU HOLD MY ATTENTION SPAN
LIKE SOAP WOULD FOR A DIRTY MAN
KEEP FLOWIN AND CROWIN
THEN YOUR GONNA BE REPRIMAND'
SANDED OFF LIKE A PORECELEN DOLL
RUGGEDNESS GONE
SWIMMING WITH THE FISH
IN A SUBLIMINAL POND

RCEE AND THUG WANNABE WITH THIS NO1 SEQUEL
LIKE RIP VAN WINKLE
WE BACK
AND RIPPING YOUR ASS LIKE A FARMER WITH A SICKLE



thats some crazy shit....that old shit made me click reply and write some nasty shit. whats up r cee, ma nigga? lets get this shit going again and invite a few challengers

[R-CEE]

what up thug,,,,,been a while eh? ive been real busy the last couple months,,tryin to get my shit rollin,,,i may be back for a while,,juss cant ever tell though,,keep it up,,peace