16 Lines

your best bet is to stay inept
adapt and get a new smile when u cash the check
your old smile is hangin of your neck
bought new stuff so u feel adept
but u dont grasp the concept when u sign the check
or fork over the card and break your bank account's neck
outsource your smiles to da big boys who r on their big decks
on their yachts all high tech
u reveal what u conceal
aint got no meal or special veal for dinner
shake the hand with your opposite and get to know the sinner
your not a winner when your psychological state grows thinner
when its xmas time watch the big birds shine
the suits and ties with lies
they conceal so u can reveal your thrist
now they can have their next big meal

NEW song featuring kanye west and 50 cent..........(name drops)

i'm a working class hero
i work and i've got class
but i dont go to class
i'm too busy hittin a girl's ass
i save girls from bein virgins
i save teens from listening to bullshit
and make them read my shit
hopin i can make a hit
please give me some beats for my lyrics for at least a little bit
it would help me make a hit on da radio
help me bit by bit
gimme some money so i can buy a hit of that whiff of that piff
i dont smoke
just go along with it
catch the bait, make the speakers shake, make the clubs bake from the heat my music makes
from the heat the girls on your left and right make
theres no debate
i should of won the kanye west and 50 cent debate
i get money and graduated
but instead i got both their albums and remembered the date
9/11*...............

*NOTE* i mentioned 9/11 here for 2 reasons,1st reason is obvious, 2nd because thats also the date kanye west and 50 cent released their latest albums in 2007 (if you didn't know)

new rap song..i think this one could be a poem too, its more poem/poetry-ish then my other songs

i've got abs
u got flabs
theres nothin more to say
i look better then u on any day
its so complicated but its not so complicated
im not complicated
not even jaded
wear faded jeans and look like a model
but thats super not role
i know my role
its bein a leader
i feel like i made it
but everyone feels like they made it
so how r u different?
just da fact that u got flabs and your girls' tits sag?
i cant even brag cause thats all everyone does

new rap song part 2

u gotta watch those types that stab u like Brutus
u dont wanna do this
i guarantee that you're deluded if u think u can exclude me from livin out my life
i'll get u secluded
finish u off rudely
your girl will be cryin how i brought u down crudely
i dont know y u thought u could stab me
to me its like bein struck by a utensil
or a sharpened pencil
i'm indispensable
enough of that already
in 3 weeks there'll b rumors and lies enlarged like tumors
this story will be twisted like spaghetti
i got success but u dont c me celebratin
can u c any confetti?
aint no confetti
i just find a new list of hotties like Shilpa Shetty
wouldnt it be shitty
if i lost this game for somethin silly
i'm free like willy
cant let u take the win
just gotta dig from within then i can do anythin
includin startin this shit all over with your evil twin
rewind repeat begin
u better not bash or trash me cause im am assassin
i'll whip your ass man
crash your cars and crush your dreams to smithereens
if it seems like u pissed me off, listen...
heres a few tips:
stay low
clean your ears with a q-tip
and abandon ship

my new rap song

in da club if they lookin sexy thats enough/its my permission to screw em/those girls over there wear their grama's panties/i wouldnt wanna do em/da industry let me in as a shoo-in/ now im all out/ got 1000 dollar shoes man/to my doubters i say screw em/to eminem i say keep doin wat u doin/ senior citizens call me a hoodlum/i guess they right/u wouldnt wanna screw with me/i'll cut u with a smashed bottle of hennessy/watch out not to spill any of it on me/cuz im dressed successfully/haters didnt get da best of me/always keep on testin me/lyrically my goals to be like weezy/drug lord pimpin wanna b like jeezy/make up, do slangin like off da heezy/make u cough up your blood u be wheezing/huffin and puffin/i make u sick cuz of my sick lines and rhymes/and i aint ever bluffin/u better recognize that this isnt a disguise

my REMIX of MIMS-"this is why i'm hot"

while reading this imagine the "this is why im hot" beat in your head and read it in the style he sings it, cause the flow of my song is influenced by that song...oh and if the myspace link doesnt work for you that well(i heard it may not on firefox or somethin,plus myspace can be slow...so heres mims' video on youtube)

this is why im hot/ this is why im paid/u can hold me hostage but i'll still get away/im gettin carried away/but i dont care/u just look at me openmouthed and stare/i'll spit back/ 16 bars/gimme a track or gimme a guitar/i can do it all/this is just a taste/dem bad rappers r puttin good beats to waste/ just give them to me/ i can make money grow on trees/ ur just a disease/ so get yourself away from me please/

heres another one....my own rap lyrics.............obviously,not to be taken seriously

fuck the fame/im here to make money & brainwash your brains/look up my name/i'm actually mentally insane/but you'll let me reign on da charts for dayz/so imma entertain myself & refrain from not takin da top spot in this rap game/ my competition is too tame/lame/ all i hear in hip hop now is more of da same/ nas was right/ your name is on top of my list so u better insist on me taking da top spot over/if not u should start to confess and tell your will who will get your range-rover/because a bullet with your name is comin ova/i'll be the next HOVA

---i'm a wanna-be ghostwriter---well,not yet

hi...here is a rap song i wrote....these are just lyrics....comment if you like and/or if you want to.....these lyrics are for you to read for your entertainment purposes only...& sorry to anyone who will be offended...but they're just made-up rap lyrics...so chill.

everyone's lookin for da next eminem/well guess what?/i'm not him/ in church i dont even sing one hymn/i like violence so im not on good terms with Him/ im always lookin to tear through a babe's hymen/thats my daily regimen/i'll tell her shes a perfect 10 just to have da chance to put it in/am i living in sin?/or am i just makin songs on a whim for your evil subconscious twin?