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The Free, Unused Rap Lyric Compedium: Entry 1

Terms of Use: You (50 Cent, or other ‘rapper’) agree to use the following lyrics on one of your multiplatinum albums. If you do so, you agree to come visit me at work, perform a 30 minute set in the cafeteria and take a picture with me. Trust me: after seeing the following rhymes, how could you resist?

You ain’t rich, I just don’t buy it.
You got less bread than the Atkins Diet.

Thank you for your time and consideration.

196 Comments

    does this sound like a good starting line
    yeah
    im stuck here in a classroom
    while your livin the high life
    well the high life aint my life
    im livin the sly life
    twistin all my knives droppin cds givin freebies

    any suggestions for a followin line to use

  • Deuce is in you and you a very demon. Tryna temper with zeus its like a bitch Tryna seduce. But i refuse cause i aint got the time to use my tools to induce. Thats my excuse. I produce orange juices that are meant to reproduce, aint meant for hoes to re-use. Motherfucker dont get confused. Whats a hundred dollar dues to me. Damn i aint tryna abuse but tryna break loose from my recluse. MJ got charged for child abuse, i aint into drug abuse. i just profuse small amounts of oranges and pineapples for making juice. Hit me with a booze in the club while sipping canberry juice and chicken moose with dr. seuss

  • Omg you can’t spell how can ya get it done,
    You look like a trash talkin poorly dressed bum,
    No one in this wall can say they did the best now,
    Pick yo asses off the floor you need to get some threads now,
    Gucci, Louis, fendi, prada
    That girl krey need to stop repeating herself cause she’s a fuckin botha,
    I wonder how many of you boys I seen on the Maury show,
    Denying yo baby tellin him you not the father,
    Well you shouldn’t of went to the strip club you done got yourself a beat up hoe

  • You shoulda backed out – got out my lobby kimosabe
    Rap faster than ricky bobby; just a muthafuckin hobby
    you aint first you last pick in every sport you participated
    waited to get picked but the feeling wasn’t reciprocated
    hated so you ate your feelings overeweight at 8
    only dated like one time….. but never mated
    only masturbated maybe in your dreams you procreated
    it seems your semen waited so you got a bit deflated
    berated by your dad got mad cause he negated
    you were ever straight; you had one chick? well that’s great because
    your ex bitch Samantha; yeah she think im a sex boss
    my salami in sams mouth; my dick in your xjawz
    know my rhymes sharper than some fuckin t rex claws
    permentantly pub stomping I mother fucking wreck bars
    Bro — I stole the show
    Blow me and let you your homie ride on your little pony
    Chunky I beat you bitch like I just kicked a shitzu
    I really like your name because unlike clothes it fits yo

  • never done this b4, but with u guys, improvement is a sure thing. A’ight here we go.

    I spit lyrics crypted coz nigga dis aint scripted
    speak words unlisted my rhymes true mystic
    Budha be ma name, and lyrics ma dame
    im in a shoot out and you the game.
    I battle like its now or never
    so from now to when ever i aim to endevour.
    Reppin pacific, south end specific.
    Who the hell you think you is? Im a hit you like a storm
    you nagasaki, me atom bomb
    you know im on a roll, listen to the sound of my tone
    can you feel that heat? Thats just my pressuring groan.

    A’ight peace y’all

  • makin ya world oompa loompas and peacoccs when ya see-shots/*1
    have ya thoughts on the concrete before ya fuccin knees-drop/
    see down here the streets-hot, but up in RI, i think not/*2
    like X says in ya song, three-shots of that acid we-got/*3
    them acid-nines will blast-his-mind, jxc fuccin wit me, get ya ass-in-line/
    everlastin-grind, steady passin-dimes, got everything from that hash-n-kind/
    and why u actin like u got-rep, u bout as low as a dropped-set/
    rappin bout doin hard drugs, and his nuts aint even dropped-yet

  • im the star on this trek of murder, here to cause ya insurrecction/
    u couldnt RISE TO ILLNESS SITTING IN A CLOSED OVEN WIT A YEAST INFECTION/
    i’ll murder this fuckin coward, faggot aint up to par/
    i’ll SERVE RAW ANYTIME, like a 24 HOUR SUSHI BAR/
    u wantin to worship a hip hop god, know that dsd id ya idol/
    actually u wont NUN PERIOD, like MOTHER TERESAS MENSTRUAL CYCLE

  • kids need to stop talkin shit an cheer-me-yo,
    talkin shit give you a hole like a cheerio//
    “s” on your chest with the superman pendant, but you aint a hero-though//
    everyone sees your fake,like a ‘folex’ time-piece//
    talk about guns, but dont hold-techs just lyin-thru-your-teeth//
    Knock one out[tooth] so i when I spit, yo its a wisdom-tooth//
    fuck around, aye yo listen-POOF!, news stat just another missin-youth//
    off my dick, I suggest you go for ass kissin-SMOOCH!//
    fuckers I spew-bars, so real my face up on clue-cards//
    guranteed KO so few-spare, got ‘choppers’ lookin for you like ‘new-cars’//

  • My Rap is un-beatable

    I am the beast
    Feed me rappers or feed me beats
    I’m untamed, I need a leash
    I’m insane, I need a shrink
    I love brain, I need a leech
    Why complain on easy streets?
    I don’t even talk, I let the Visa speak
    and, I like my sprite easter the pink
    And my wrist special par but the mule is cooler
    I have more jewels than your jeweler
    Touch, and I will bust your medulla
    That’s a bullethole, it is not a tumor
    Red light red light stop your rumors
    I stay on track like a box of Pumas
    Now just r-r-rock with Junior
    I am the little big Kahuna, ya’dig

  • Yo LILE3EZZ Hit me up got to talk to u or anybody else that can make a drank in my cup mix at jacmixedbag@gmail.com

  • Lemme hear yall talk shit and i bust yo ass
    Come up in the hood talkin like dat ya ass is grass
    yo shit too transparent like my fuckin glass
    I cook yo ass like a baker
    I shoot yo ass like Schwarzeneager
    Dats y I fucked ya gurl in ya own loft
    I could even earthbend yo ass like toph
    I feel vibrations
    All yall haters cause my irritation
    I could even hear ya conversation
    DOnt talk if u dont wanna fight
    Dats y ya mama was callin me last night
    Dats rit republicans Obama got re-elected
    I be smoking marajuana STILL Undetected

  • hey just found this thread. There’s some really cool stuff up here, and im looking for maybe working with others. Drop me a message if interested at antoine.rajkovic@gmail.com

  • dis is my 1st ever rap 2 write :)

    yo, jus coz im young nd white dnt mean i cant rap,
    im better dan most of u niggas dat are dissin on me nd callin me wack,
    i dnt hav 2 write rhymes i come up wit dem on de spot nd spit freestyle nd dats a fact,
    yo i got all de women nd de money nd de swag,
    u niggas are jus jelous coz ur nothin but a fukin fag,
    i got sum of de dopest rhymes in de game,
    i rap so fast ill make ur mind go up in flame,
    all u other shitty rappers suck dick,
    so u better watch ur bak or ill beat u wit a stick,
    im de realist thing since Biggie nd Tupac,
    all de ladies love me coz i got a 6 pack,
    well peace im out im finished dis sick rhyme,
    but dnt worry ill b bak sum other time.

  • yo does any1 wanna help me wit my rap written skills nd mayb we cud do a team rap

  • yo its LIL CHRIS,
    yo bitch get de fuk away from me i need 2 take a piss,
    now baby u can come nd giv me a kiss,
    oh shit u heard i cheatin on u wit ur sis,
    i didnt mean 2 make u 2 start slitten ur wrist
    oh nd by de way hus dis nigga dat told u dat its me dat he diss,
    he jus abou 2 meet my fist.

  • yo everybody better listen up
    yall wack ass rappas think i give a fuck
    thinkin when i come around that ill say wassup
    ya sayin “everybody look whats in my cup”
    well guess what everybody you were wrong
    but ill tell you one thing youll be in my song
    rappin bout these people thinkin they can really rap
    but when i listen all i here is all this fuckin crap
    ya all these fake ass people callin me insaine
    cause they aint knowin wat is in my brain
    call me batman bitch i aint no bayne
    and ill stick to your mind like a fuckin stain……..

    Insainium out!!!! Dueces…….look fo my music videos bitchesssssss…….HAHAHAHA HMU ON FACEBOOK LIKE MY PAGE

  • Dear god I just wanted to say thank you for everything you have given,
    I say thank you as long as I am livin
    But I need to ask you to fuk up my life one more time,
    Cuz I need someone to fuk with me so I can unload my point nine,
    Bad-asses, tough guys, and motherfuckin thugs.
    Just give me one chance to fuk their face up,
    Dear god I am just waitin,
    Waitin,
    Watching faggots – hopin to bait them,
    Untill then,
    I am just going chill with my bitch,
    And shes a loud-mouthed motherfuckin snitch,
    Alerts the cops,
    Alerts the street,
    tells everyone motherfuckin around,
    Silencers don’t work on her,
    Cuz once the shot is fired she is nowhere to be found,
    But I don’t give a fuck,
    Cuz when I pull that bitch once she fires two,
    Bretta is a slut. She lives in my pants but fuks you,
    Fucks you in the ear and your eye,
    If I fire again, bretta fuks you in the mouth and then you die.
    Dear god please,
    I just need someone to test my patience,
    So I can let bretta go rampant,
    Dear god,
    Bad-asses, tough guys, and motherfuckin thugs.
    Those are the best ones,
    Look once,
    Look twice,
    And you’re done,
    You did and u should have fucked with me,
    Now its time to have a little fun.

  • Look, i see you guys tryin to change the name, but you cant change the game cause nothin has changed, ya gotta keep fightin while your failin, most of you guys are worst than sarah palin, yall gotta go back to your dirt home in the middle of town, cause i just got here and already broke ya down, now will the real slim shady please stand up, none of yall gon’ stand up for that, yall fight me, yall got nothin in rap, sure im white, but i dont give a fuck, imma still fight, and fight harda than you, cook you up into faggot stew, cause you cant fight the power invested in me, i defeated chuck norris while takin a pee, i take out fire, and kick your ass, im climbin higher, im too fast, for you fags, that cant catch me, im like the rap version of fucking bruce lee…

  • My freestyle
    Uh you know what I am white but I can rap
    Don’t believe that?
    Take all ya whack ass shit and put it in
    A magic hat
    Make it disappear
    Like Rick Ross with a 3 musketeers
    Fucking fagets or should I call you queers
    It’s time to put the mic down and take things
    Out side
    Oh sorry you won’t do that cause you got no damn
    Pride.
    J-row

  • Atom bombs don’t leave bones homo
    They leave dust like what be blown up your nose YO!

  • Wow, so eloquently put lil lowrida
    I got that 10 inch lift that’ll surely get by ya
    While ya face at the glass lookin at my 40 inch tire
    Nuthin but mean cleats treadin for my atire
    I spit mud and concrete in any direction
    while I keep professin with my smith and wesson
    you’ll keep guessin which wound will need dressin
    Now it’s not an issue that I’ll keep pressin
    But I can see you as a bitch in some dudes weddin
    so when the time comes I know you’ll bow down
    cause baggin against 4by get’cha carried outta town.

  • You aint nuttin but a insane
    Nigga, who aint got no game
    With a fake pistol
    And fake ass bling

    You think you’re bad?
    Bitch i’m worse
    Yo momma didnt want you
    Youre ass is a curse

    You think you’re the best?
    nigga, you aint slick
    You tryna take a rest
    While i’m spittin out this shit

  • i told yo’l nigaz b4 that al b back with a big bang
    eat every body on th game..ya’l can call me pac man.
    u drop a line n diss me..i bring ma crew its a gang bang.
    breake ur legs n yo ligaments..jackie chan and vandam.
    A’l piss u off like urine n dis-configure ur abdomen
    Al hoover all ur adrelaline..kick ur behind n flame u with paraffin.
    hijak ur facebook page and post a photo’f ur rib cage.
    U dealing with space age man…n u are just a stone age mate.

    To be continued…

  • mans only writes on the knowledge of his mind talking in third person cause i have a spiritual mind im crazy at times living life till it hurts had surgery a day ago rapping till i make a dime im a rapper who stays simple between the lines i dont needa do em rap style gangsta shit eh its just niggas who think there hard haha my readers know im telling the truth raps a style its the soul not a thing you use for toughness others may say im talking shit and it aint my business but does it look like i give a shit your just my haters or should i say my helpers in getting me through life i rap through my heart rushes to my mind comes out my mouth a line at a time i use to write but dat aint true now i freestyle but look at you ive read through seen ya so called barz but all i see is im a better rapper than the next guy, why? i aint sayin mans dont do it but thats baby rap real rap concludes who the fuck you are and why you rap

  • im a 14 year old mc take me literally. peace

  • lets go for the p money aint my options its little to me but continuously i still get em but lemme go down to your level spit dem killer rhymes mans like the reaper fucking stab ya in the back and kill ya fucking peace of shit you are imma spill ya got em fucking shit niggas scared what happened to the others there all buried all in one pile down in the ground further than a mile i steal and deal with em peepers spray em in the eyes with red hot chilly peppers most girls devils wearin all his creepers ill land on ya with my feet but your nothing to me dont need to waist my energy on you you dont matter

    mans no killer hes a murderer

  • Alphabet Killa in the club,
    You dont want none,
    Dont fuck wimme son,
    So bad,
    I go to jail before I commit my crime,
    Its bullshit.
    Sticks and stones dont hurt me,
    But Ill make em break ya bones,
    Keep ya locked up in ya own home,
    Im only 14 but in the sack, Im already grown.
    I got my own clique,
    Im gettin all the clit,
    Bitch,
    Subliminal diss
    Kid,
    I aint got no “SWAG”
    Im straight,
    I aint got fake gold on my teeth,
    I dont sag my pants down below my knees,
    Something all you punks used to sittin on,
    You Mario bitch
    Im King Kong.

  • Haha none of yon flo, yo ima go,
    I use to be fat, to be exact, 160 pounds in the back of the class, had no friends, they all just laughed, then i attacked, killed every mutha fucka in the class, and i laughed, shit you wanna know why, my brain is fried, its not alive, watch me smoke on my rock, while i sit at the top, lookin down on you pussy niggas like i am god, bitches feeding me grapes and fanning cuz its hot, i was never caught, four murders, 12 assaults yea fuck the cops, i hustle at the corner where tupac got dropped, and i stand in the spot, when you bitches got caught, have fun in hell cuz damn its hot, i dont mean to hate, but you bitches running around wanting to mate, with all these raunchy hoes, back up nigga just you lookin at me stains my clothes, shit ima bout to explode, im a fucking asshole, hey but it aint my fault, nigga go back home and finish fucking your nasty hoe,

  • None of you pussys can flo.
    I use to be fat, to be exact, 160 pounds in the back of the class, had no friends, they all just laughed, then i attacked, killed every mutha fucka in the class, and i laughed, shit you wanna know why, my brain is fried, its not alive, watch me smoke on my rock, while i sit at the top, lookin down on you pussy niggas like i am god, bitches feeding me grapes and fanning cuz its hot, i was never caught, four murders, 12 assaults yea fuck the cops, i hustle at the corner where tupac got dropped, and i stand in the spot, when you bitches got caught, have fun in hell cuz damn its hot, i dont mean to hate, but you bitches running around wanting to mate, with all these raunchy hoes, back up nigga just you lookin at me stains my clothes, shit ima bout to explode, im a fucking asshole, hey but it aint my fault, nigga go back home and finish fucking your nasty hoe,

  • I use to be fat, to be exact, 160 pounds in the back of the class, had no friends, they all just laughed, then i attacked, killed every mutha fucka in the class, and i laughed, shit you wanna know why, my brain is fried, its not alive, watch me smoke on my rock, while i sit at the top, lookin down on you pussy niggas like i am god, bitches feeding me grapes and fanning cuz its hot, i was never caught, four murders, 12 assaults yea fuck the cops, i hustle at the corner where tupac got dropped, and i stand in the spot, when you bitches got caught, have fun in hell cuz damn its hot, i dont mean to hate, but you bitches running around wanting to mate, with all these raunchy hoes, back up nigga just you lookin at me stains my clothes, shit ima bout to explode, im a fucking asshole, hey but it aint my fault, nigga go back home and finish fucking your nasty hoe,

  • Its SWAVOR-T yall r just ants to me ima aardvark
    Im higher than u think i am on the bar charts
    Even higher than a far star
    U can call me king im lord farquhar
    Me & my girl r far apart
    But that will never make my heart restart
    I love her & shes smart
    1 lick 2 lick 3 lick 4
    Keep going baby ima cumm some more
    Lock the door fuck on the floor
    Suck it hard till that bitch is sore
    Ur mine forever that will never make u a whore
    Ull have sore pussy and sore throat
    Im fresh off the boat baby lets toast
    about our we have hopes
    No matter what we still r close
    Watch me pose, play my role
    Change my posture, its a different mode
    u will never break into my home
    Its on lockdown with a G-Code

  • Its SWAVOR-T yall r just ants to me ima aardvark
    Im higher than u think i am on the bar charts
    Even higher than a far star
    U can call me king im lord farquhar
    Me & my girl r far apart
    But that will never make my heart restart
    I love her & shes smart
    1 lick 2 lick 3 lick 4
    Keep going baby ima cumm some more
    Lock the door fuck on the floor
    Suck it hard till that bitch is sore
    Ur mine forever that will never make u a whore
    Ull have sore pussy and sore throat
    Im fresh off the boat baby lets toast
    about our future we have hopes
    No matter what we still r close
    Watch me pose, play my role
    Change my posture, its a different mode
    u will never break into my home
    Its on lockdown with a G-Code

  • Woah bitch what the fucks wrong with this shit had a girl jump on this dick and do a full split and now im high as fuck im spitting like im daffy the duck i drop f bombs on this fucking beat you fuck with me ill send your ass on the streets im 14 and atleast i have a life atleast im not cutting myself with a knife man im hungry i got the fucking munchies smoke a joint and drink fuck a bitch and think why these muthafuckas are rapping so gay there probably at home getting blown by there mothers

  • Thats pretty good guys

  • I’m blind so I don’t see these niggas who cant spell
    I suggest you stay anonymous And curl up like pig tails
    And don’t take it to heart
    you should blame the character that taught you to talk
    Lack of education it runs in your genes
    That’s why your sitting on the corner addicted to morphine
    And you single not cause you chose to be
    It’s cause your name don’t live up to you suppose to be.
    Im Done.

  • Man you niggas real tight im guessin you virgins
    while im fucking your dream bitch you bitches be purrin
    And im east side Baltimore our triggers be itchin
    aim it and scratch it leave a few digits
    leave your chest with 8 dots screaming etc
    you picked up homo and left behind hetero
    I bet your dad real proud you fucked the same gender
    Watch your mouth drop cause your dick’s in the blender.
    ouch.

  • man im 2 fresh for u haterz I will slice u all up just like im dark vader I make ryhmes but gain up
    paper im stacking up green like im just straight dirty with the ryhmes I play a dice games I blow
    up dimes im spitting frestyle k dont gotta wright rhymes im fresh not swag.im 13 yrs old I bet I
    make more then ur dads

  • they call me dirty rapper cause my rhymes straight dirty they choose when the bust when
    ur edge up like eddie murphy nobody can bust not no real rhymes first get edge up that dont
    lokk like lebrons that y im dirty rapper cause ur edge up cant bust come mess with me kll make
    cry till ur guts

  • Aight yo check it, ima murderer,i spit rhymes and take yo girl like a burglar, sick and tired of the messed up rhymes, these niggas gettin mixed up every single times, yo SORES ryhmes not fake, they real they make youu choke up and flake, yeah I’ll get youu in a headlock make youu knock ya clock, make ya spit up yo words like like that papa doc, i rhyme sentences and put them out wer yo existence is,its SORE up in the peice wen youu see me walk through youu like ohh noo please, so lock up yo gloch nobody’s gettin shot, need to stop smokin all that pot, naaaw ima joker, i liked youu on Facebook does that make me a poker, so ima rhyme this rhymes and give you only one of yhe times to lock up the door and close up the blinds, cus best believe im comin after youu im so ill i stick wit youu like the flu, its okay but if youu died tomorrow…there aint nothin i can do – SORE sliyf 916

  • A u all av been talking shit grab a sit just look learn and listen . . .

  • Awe …. what happened to Rhythm? I asked you new rappers? I aint got to spit to prove I’m on new chapters, These grounds aint your level. I spread like rumor, kill like nine eleven. No knives I fuck your dreams up real tight, then make you purr like a virgin. You aint need to be saved like Helen, no tickets to Troy if you touring. No dulling, i eat these rappers up like Jordan. I scoop the love outta you, man the whore outta you, no stitch ups, I leave yo ass soiling. What the fuck your name stands for, yo SORES? You should probably get back to school. This aint no playground for numbs and fools. Go apologize to yo mama, tell her you sorry!!

  • Life Is A Free Throw By Cody Smith

    [Verse 1]
    My brain has the aim of deranged insane gangs
    Who maintain their fame with their name
    I’m just playin
    I wake up feelin like a cartoon
    I can do anything, except drive a car, true
    Then I start to have some orange juice
    Take vitamins; I don’t wanna catch the bird flu
    Is it hard to make your own heart swoon?
    Life is a free throw, nobody guards you

    [Hook]
    Life is a free throw
    And I tell them all the same
    It isn’t a game
    Ain’t nobody standin in your way
    Life is a free throw
    And you ain’t really gotta search for what you deserve
    Long as you work, you’re gonna earn
    Life is a free throw
    Every time I turn around somebody’s throwin a pound
    The value’s going down
    Life is a free throw
    But I don’t let it bother me
    I keep movin’ logically
    Ain’t nobody stopping me
    Life is a free throw

    [Verse 2]
    I do some dishes, wash forks and spoons
    Go mess around with guitar loops
    I think I’m a start to make some art soon
    Wake up felling like a cartoon
    I can do anything true

    If you have any input plz text me at 6028491672
    Any input is appreciated I am looking for a producers
    If you are one or know any plz tell me thx

  • im unstoppable yout cant stop me , full contact sport like hockey, you get me in that ring im boxing, like muhamed ali you cant stop me, like rocky yo adrian, im spicy ya im like a cajun, you havent trapped me yet im not in a cage man, you think im stupid or what im not a cave man, this isnt geico, we got cars thatll run over gynoco all you are is a hater ill pull you put the ditch and run you over like mater, this is fast like a rabbit you slow like a turtle, put this rap in your mouth and all youll do is gurgle call me busdriver ill take you kids to school cuz when i finish you off youll loook like a fool, you aint ever gonna be redeemed after this mess whrn you kids get homer youre all gonna be depressed yes, like a habenero in your mouth cant breath speak and your words cant come out, like a monster truck in a small arena, im winnin this war and im leaving like see ya, burning rubber off my wheels hgetting tar in youjr eye speading down youjr road peekaboo surprise, heres a dose of medicine i know youll all need it cuz what imma bout to spit here lets gol see it , im a dictator-tot little child on a roll dont tryh and stop me lets see where thisll go rapping so fast you can barely understand me do a little dance like you gotta go pee-pee singing to ltghis song makes you nleed out your ears if i go any longer youll be drowning in your tears dont know what to say to help a brother out all i know is your life is going on time out

  • I can’t seem to forget/ Thirsty hoes gettin wet/ Scared parents goin sweat/ Wit a new bitch we jus met/ Fucked a hoe in the jet/ That’s all she goin get/ Now da bitch is upset/ I can’t take it no more/ All this drama from whores/ Fat kids eat smores/ Still fourteen doin chores/ This neighborhood in a war/ Young niggaz a star/ yo bitch blue avatar/ first grade teacher Ms. Mar/ Put my weed in a jar/ Red lambo new car/ Das right da name Ala-Star/

  • YUN GUNNA IS A BITCH
    HE NEVA GNA BE RICH
    HE AINT WIT HIS SQUAD
    I PUT THAT ON MY BROAD
    I DONT HAVE…
    CAUSE IM LONEY AF

  • Wish i cud create a sch for thugs, and teach d world to leave for drugs. Now is punch lines and rap battle. But i use hip to tracks to races. I gues hip hop fell asleep and am wakin her up this money. This a line to rememba and not cheap money. U make less meaningful music honey

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