Raps
Alrighty,ya'll know how on the old BRP i had a page for freestyles against people.Now this page is for raps i make up freestyles n shit.The new thing here is NOW U can send me ur raps to put on here,ya know what im sayin?Just send em to b_to_tha_r@hotmail.com.If ya have any suggestions for freestyles,songs or shit,say em in the forum,ya know what im sayin?
MICROPHONE ASSASSIN
By B-ROC
This Just in,
3 sucka MC's were knocked out,
By the Microphone assassin!
beats blastin!
bring trucks,bring the silver
from the cheques i've been cashin!
bashin miles away
down with my shit(OW!)
Can't even count how many hoes that i've been with!
The rhyme and the mic are like a corperate merger,
They go together like Burgess's gut and a cheeseburger!
The day that B-Roc loses his flow,
Is the day the hair on Keith Atwell's bald head grows
In escrow,
my rhymes are bein kept,
I've been kickin it while other mothafuckas slept!(oh!)
The microphone asssassin(oh!)
Mothafucka goin down,all the time,
Im the microphone assassin!
Beats blastin!(oh!)
RANDOM FREESTYLE
By B-ROC
Im down with any sex and any race,
You beatin me is like Billy Crystal playin Scarface,
I can't see it,Blood in my eyes,
I go up to ur face like POW!SURPRISE!
(People cheering)
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
KFC PROMO
By BIRDMAN
Now KFC,
Is tha place to be,
Where good 'ol people wanna go n eat,
Ya got Popcorn chicken,ya got chicken wings,
but best of all,ya got tha BIRDKING!!!!!
B-RAD.G
By B-ROC
My name's B-rad.G,
I smoke tha big G's,
better known as B to tha R.O.C,
I make bitches wet when they walk by me,
My rhymes sting like killa bee's
I see bitches bangin to "bitch please"
hoes go to me and get down on their knees,
these bitches can't get enough of my keys,
I'd whop a man's ass like jet Li,
I got real skills that u can't see,
im the guy who'll never flee,
always got an ace up my sleeve,
i sell big numbas like u won't believe,
my hoes smell good like chronic leaves,
i make rhymes like im doin ABC's,
i can make ya itch like a flea,
For one last time,I'm B-rad.G!
IT CAN HAPPEN TO YOU(CAUSE IT HAPPENED TO ME)
By B-ROC
(Intro)
Aw yeah!
This is a true story that happened to me one night.
The situation started when i smoked too much bud
I pulled down my drores,pulled out my pud
had a hand-full of some petrolium Jelly
Started thinkin about Vikki,Donna and Kelly
I was jackin so hard that i was almost there
The door bursted open and DAMN!Keith and Tommy were there!
Before you dissrespect B-R.O.C,
It can happen to you,cause it happened to me!(and keith!)
SMOKE N RIDE
By B-ROC
We Smoke n Ride n MTC,
got some dro n a bit of E,
Got glycerine bangin in ma deck,
feelin chronic smoke goin down ma neck!
Im in a new world with my eyes so red
i get so high that i might be dead
I get these mighty flashes when i get blazed,
its like seein a dount thats so glazed
I need a big blunt to help me up
pour some weed into the lil cup
cut it all up n roll the blunt
it gets so big it can fit a cunt
i take a toke,take a super,time to get high
when im hittin it,i start to fly
i rap these rhymes straight from my head,
i eat the rhymes like i got fed,
I start sayin things that come out of my mouth,
If ya can't smoke with me,ya better fly south
STR8 OUTTA MARTOCK
By B-ROC
(intro)
LADIES N GENTLEMEN!!!!!!!!
MA-FUCKAS OF AAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL AGES!!!!
IT IS TIME FOR OUR MAIN EVENT!!!!!
COMIN STRAIGHT THE FUCK OUTTA MARTOCK,
THE GRAND CHAMP!!!!!!!
B TO THA R.............O..........CCCCCCCC!!!!!
Im from the streets of Martock
If ya want some of this,
then walk on our block
Our beats are bliss
we fly like a flock,
bitches smoke to this
wanna run around with glocks
not a beat here ya can't miss
we wear the best rocks
none of us u can diss,
ya can't fuck with B-roc
hoes walk by and blow a kiss
they wanna suck this cock
they want the silver on my wris,
cause im from Martock!
WITH ME,AGAINST ME
By B-ROC
ya either with me or against me,
you either die or ride with B,
if ya wanna ride with R.O.C,
then ya gotta roll,into M.T.C
Riot-startin maniac,
one loaded mac,
when the sky goes black,
ya better watch ur back,
guys wanna blast me,
gods they'll never Be,
i got packs in different hoods,
ya know that got all the goods,
bitches wanna be like B-Roc
id bet ya can't sell one rock,
roll into the party and make it hot
we supply all the coke n pot,
The only king in here is B
So ur with me or against me
STREETS OF WINDSOR
By B-ROC
I strap on my white T-macs
grab my weed by the sacs
the streets of windsor is where G's r born
hoes walk around like they star in a porn
small lil hood makin lil progress
real hustlas holdin down their projects
people think this hood is a joke
full of xtc,acid n smoke
midwest,N.S don't take no shit
most of us run around with clicks
none of us act like Avon View hicks
crack dealas goin down by the punk po-pos
these streets sell out like they doin promos
Im on these streets still findin my colors
to find n gather some brothers
we never run,never sleep
we ain't no nobody's sheep
the streets of windsor is where we from
ya dissin these streets,then here we come
FAKE ASS BITCHES(diss track)
By B-ROC
no matter where i go,
im surrounded by faggots n bitch ass fakes
(VERSE 1)
I wake up late in the morning
look outside,the rain is pouring
I put my macs on,rox on,
I gotta explode like a hard rock song
head to a place full of wankstas n faggots,
n fat bitches,thats as bad as it gets
the place seems like its owned by Hicks wearing Pink
cause it has fake ass bitches
that listen to N-Sync
they claim that they're the avalanche
but don't start none,
even if they had a a chance
they bring pigs n pitchforks,
its just another hick ranch
say how they have cars n riches
but im out now
so fuck you AV bitches!
(CHORUS x3)
imma be here shootin these fake ass bitches,
from fake ass Hicks to mad-ass Snitches
(VERSE 2)
Again,i can't stand these whores
and fake-ass bitches galore
a bitch claims that shes all that
She liked me n my song
which used to be phat
turned me down cause i was a toker
I pulled out the card and revealed a joker
thinks shes the queen of faggot high
Id shoot her ass up like a drive-by
She ain't a 902 hunni,
she needs a nose-job
she claimin she gave my homie a blow-job
she uses guys she claims to gain the vote
when tagne gets to know her,
he'll put a shell through her throat
(CHORUS x3)
(VERSE 3)
Another bitch thats all hype
is a dyke named Jessica Bryk
all she does is cry,
bitch,keep it real
cause lifes more than imitating bitches n eatin pills
and the pictures of her,none of them hot
she ain't got
none of the shit she says she got
cause she ain't hot shit,
she scared to blow dick
thinkin shes the person guys wanna hit
the truth is,
that she ain't got no tits
just because she cheers does'nt make her hot
if she steps in the wrong place,
her ass will get shot
she wishes she had the same bling as me
she has a better future with Tingley
take my advice:quit bein a fake ass bitch
cause you don't even have a chance with a snitch
(CHORUS x3)
(VERSE 4)
I always knew there was some big pussys
but not as big as Jeremiah hussey!
claimin im a loser but hes the one talkin
he'd be in Woodwards shower,he'd be stalkin,
gettin dick off him and puttin his dick in em
"drugs n Alcohol is Bad
fingerin woody in the ass is my hobby"
now thats pretty sad
He thought Jerry's Shack was on top
my shit was viewed by mills,
his shit was a flop
He'd be thinkin hes the one ladies love to kiss
but that never happens since I ran his shack outta buisness
he has nothin better to do than throw a big fit
im done talkin bout this shit
(FUCKIN FAGGOT!!!)
(CHORUS x3)
haha,B-Roc runs this mother fucker!
FUCK YOU AVON VIEW!Faggot ass school
FUCK YOU YA REDNECK MOTHERFUCKERS!
FUCK YOU AMY PARKER!Imma fuckin rob ya!
FUCK YOU BRYK!Fuckin fake ass bitch!
FUCK YOU HUSSEY!Imma gun you down!
hahaha
NEVER LEAVIN
By B-ROC
Straight up....
Im back!
and im runnin loose!
(CHORUS)
imma always be here,im never leavin
ya can't stop me,ya better start believin
with a bottle of chrys,i get my beat-in
(Verse 1)
Imma always be here makin a hit
while haters out there be takin a shit
cause they know im right hard
rackin up my dough in my tight yard
gettin hoes all the way from Anti-G
and coke deals straight down to the NYC
I got bitches runnin up like they wanna ride my cock
Im winnin world series like the red sox
Id be sellin rox in different M-Blox
hoes want my beat when they in the club
so they would shake it like they high on shrubs
Jerry Hussey can't even afford my dubs
I sip on henne and i can handle Gin
Im straight up real,fuck bein a gentlemen
(CHORUS x2)
(VERSE 2)