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I know every nook and cranny in New York City

we're ciccone and thats enough

i'm the royal tuff titty and you gotta taste my love

taste my love

yeah

meeeh

come on everybody and rock with me

i am the one on the christmas tree

now working at the worst like a moving storm

now i'm walking up the stairs and cutting up the board

trippin' anywhere i don't fucking care and dogeyes and waving goodbye

yooo

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I don't like threads where the first post is only a song lyric and nothing more.

 

Like....what the hell am I supposed to do with this?

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Whether fightin or spittin

my discipline is unforgiven

Got you backin up in a defensive position

An ass-kickin anthem

heavyweight or bantam

Holdin camps for ransom

the microphone phantom

Teams hit the floor, this the new fight joint

Like a broken needle kid, you missin the point!

We dominate your conference

with offense

that's no nonsense

My theme song hits

get your reinforcements!

We strike quick with hard kicks

duckin ice picks

Bare-knuckle men through fight pits

beat you lifeless

Never survive this

Get forgot like Alzheimer's

Two-face rappers, walk away with four shiners

The raw rhymer, turnin legends to old-timers

My incisor's like a viper, bitin through your one-liners!

New Deadman Inc. - and we about to make you famous

Takin over Earth and still kickin in Uranus!

 

WORD LIFE

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Get forgot like Alzheimer's

Two-face rappers, walk away with four shiners

TIGHT

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Isn't his cousin Trademarc?

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Did you guys take turns busting out some rap lines on your Raw date?

No, Lushus only does that over yahoo. He knows damn well that I would serve him in real life.

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Isn't his cousin Trademarc?

 

oh yeah, that's right, I can never remember that.

 

oh and Carnival would own me in a freestyle battle..i gotta look all my lyrics up before we get into it online.

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I don't rap. I learned that lesson in college.

 

"You motherfuckers could NEVER do it like I could do it

Don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it" - Eminem

 

He is soooooo right.

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I'm a bad man (bad man).

 

I'm a bad man, giving bad men... bad looks,

Prince amongst thieves and crooks.

Want bad women, bad cars, bad hoods, bad duels,

I'm making my own rules.

I'm a bad man, giving bad men... bad looks,

Prince amongst thieves and crooks.

Want bad women, bad cars, bad hoods, bad duels,

Making my own rules.

 

I'm a bad man.

(Go to sleep now. Could wake up in trouble.)

I'm a bad man, bad men, bad looks.

A prince amongst thieves, murderers and crooks.

 

Juvenile from a good kid.

What above a felony, and wake from a life bid.

If I was born blind, being daddy's hustling child,

Damn, I was born to be wild.

Ain't nobody gonna stop me.

I want it all 'til God shuts my eyes and they bury my body.

 

(It's almost over, run. I'm talking to you. Y'all don't want nothing with me.)

All day, all night, front of the store, my daddy's format.

Tustle on this corner, hustle on this corner.

Killers ran in his house, tied his spouse,

Cocked the hammer back, in a little boy mouth.

Been f***ed up ever since, Scar Murderer

Brought me and bust me, a gun ever since

Roam the streets, no love (the streets)

The streets changed me.

 

I'm a bad man, giving bad men... bad looks,

Prince amongst thieves and crooks.

Want bad women, bad cars, bad hoods, bad duels,

I'm making my own rules.

I'm a bad man, giving bad men... bad looks,

Prince amongst thieves and crooks.

Want bad women, bad cars, bad hoods, bad duels,

Making my own rules.

 

I'm a bad man.

You don't want to follow me.

Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide.

(Spit it all out, spit it all out, you hollar.)

I'm a bad, bad, bad, man.

Watch out.

I'm a bad, bad man.

Fight Dirty.

Go to sleep now.

I like this part.

You know where to find me.

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The second verse is better,

 

"Your cats couldn't come this hot if you jerked off in the summer heat"

 

"like guerrilla warfare where the grass is dense

Approaching me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tense"

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I don’t need leather pants and tattoos to try to act cool,

I got throwbacks and steel chains, I lead the new school.

It's time to take out Big Evil, keep him resting in pieces,

I'm gonna eat you alive dog, and find your bones in my feces.

I'm untouchable, this wont be a fight,

I'll walk away with his bike and he can suck my tail pipe.

He had a good run but its bye bye, see ya later,

I'm the real dark side, half machine like Darth Vader.

I'm way better than the Deadman, you just another sucker,

You think he’s beating John Cena? You're a stupid motherf****er!

 

Cena's freestyle on UT back in 03 before their title match...goddamn he needs to go back to doing this!

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