The first rap arena did extremely well, so I thought I'd bring it back. I've asked Strop if it was okay, and he missed it too.
The rules are simple, Rap hard!
There is no end, just rapping.
I'll start.
Well, I'm sittin here on my chair, Wonderin if this is fair, cause everyone knows that it's summertime. And that's when I break out these crazy rhymes. As I type all of these words, that no one's ever heard, I think about who I am, do my raps sound like a lamb? And then I get back to business, Everything's fine
You chat like your the don but your not Your stuck in a place which is very hot Youre sitting on the ground and can only admire Me in my jet going higher and higher To get a CK you gotta go near to the threat Me? I dont even break a sweat I just get radar lock and push a button You down there get sweaty for nothin.
Woah, guys, peace and round stick your foot on the ground One step at a time, going have to make this rhyme We don't go home, We stay in Rome. We ain't going to crash Just give all your cash. Hand it over, and get in the land rover.
You flyboys think youre the cream of the crop But we all know you aint at the top We are the ones doing all the dirty work You just fly in drop your bombs and smirk You go to your rooms flip on the tele and take it easy But we are the ones that you see on tv The royal marines on the groud taking a hit If you were with us you would definitely split But I dont because this is the life for me The Royal Marines by land and by sea
A little bit of inter force rivalry is a good thing!
You think your hard but you aint got a clue You are worthless to us like crap on a shoe You say i am arrogant i am just realistic I could easily say that you are sadistic Stabbing and shooting and screaming with glee I drop bombs on people i cannot see Just because i dont want to shave in water that is cold Or see and do things that wil scar my soul At the end of the day i get all the girls in bars So long live the RAF, through adversity to the stars.
The stabbing bit was a bit ovr exxagerated but hey i know what u were like when we were kids.
the royal marines are the hardest bastards on earth we laugh at u RAF boys with mirth our soldiering skills we like to exhibit even if some people find it explicit i dont take pleasure in killing its the way i was made i use the skills i was blessed with to get the bills paid i dont try and hide from the realm of death ive seen peoples eyes when they take in their last breath as for the birds its not you its your cash i am picky i dont want wastegash
I overexagerated about the fact i am a heartless killing machine aswell lol. I just needed something to fit the rhymes.
Us RAF boys are the smartest manz on the planet We dont waste our breath one lock and theyve had it We look so stylish when we do acrobatics But beware were deadly we leave live bodies static All we have to do is wait for the radar locks beep Then we push a button and a bomb drops thouusands of feet Terries hear the jets and stop and stare Wouldnt you rather kill sitting in a chair? As for the girls its all on the books They dont want my cash but my rogueish good looks
I may have overexxagerated about my looks among other things.
O man my lips are shakeing, my body quaking, this rapping bliss I dont want to imparise any one but if you insist you gonna get me pissed im fliping mad, and im down right sad you all just htink this is a fad but its a work of art if you all were smart you would know these words gotta come from your heart you just use the dictoanry, throwing down words in a jumbled heap so wrie this down on some of your stationary i am the one, who knows my way around here Cause by now you should know regrets so you better get all that fake bride off your chest.
I do have something to get off my chest With your rhymes i am not impressed In fact i am now a little depressed You spit you rhythms like you think your the best But your rhymes are flat they have no zest But that aint the only thing thats gettin me down There is one matter that makes me frown U seem to claim u are the smartest But clearly u are the inferior artist U want me to write down notes like its school U think ur the don but you are a fool So ye its good that your body has started to shake Cos u my frined have been left in my wake
Wait is yo' rap all ready done and your rapping about fun man your gonna get shunned. rapping is the way i role you sound like a tool my words are flying like knives of death they are lanind are in your chest couse your come crawling, knock at my door, but you be on the hard brick floor I toss out my lure and pull you in and i toss you in the bin of wasted wannabes they barked up the wrong tree, dont you see you dont wanna mess with me.
yeah man, check it im tired of this *EXPLICIT* i cant take annymore of this a bit at least i got grammar an spellin skills and on the streets you aint got any kills and what i say is what i do so i be just sayin how about you yo i be throwin up you rap and smackin it with a huge SLAP then i get in yo face and whats that smel??
ok I might as well try (my first line is in regards to 'and were the only ones posting here great.'
I'll post here its what I feel, just gimmie the gun and I'll make a deal, my fathers out cold is it a coma or nap, but when I turned around there is a knife in his back, so when I turned around I had to hold my ground cause, there was a gangster with a gun and his face under his hat, so he gave me a slap and he said take that, my life is crap, so stop yapping my life is crap, I'll stop rapping
I know many people fighting the war, and both my Grandfathers fought in wars. One was a Marine and the other a Naval fighter. So I was inspired. End this war.
Quiet I stand with a gun in my hand, all around Sweat droppin caps be poppin, all the people I see all the people I saw. When does it end this war will descend, my comrads giving their all just to fall, my parents depend on a single call, The lust to fight threw the dust cant give in, thats an absolute must. For all our freedom for all our liberty. so hard to see them wish not to be them, together we stand hand in hand crying our life away, The chances our never to see each other on another day.
