lets write rhymes...

[jammin screw]

Rubbish
I ain't here to spit thuggish and definitly no rubbish
but jus here to chillax and flow with the public
some good flows wit subjects, that ain't badly published
wishin I had green, yeah i know where the bud is
man this shit is some bull let me tell what my luck is
yeah my freedom got pulled by sir deputy butt kiss
yup, three more months n be back on my uppish
till then yall smoke for me make sure it's no rubbishh

 

[mugan]

ya . ya. got that dough am running a life long con
i ball, ball so hard like labron
life is a ho and i am her John
try to liv lif real ever since i was born
got to get that money even if it means growing tomatoes and corn
i rip all beats bitch i leave bruised and torn
and thats what am on, crazy motha fuka al shit on ya lawn
always infront you niggaz looking like he going going gone

 

[mugan]

i said it one said it twice, do you need a third time
am not hard not gangsta , never really done no crime
if you want well published plz go to writing dot com
cuz you act like flowing hard is the same as dropping a bomb
why don't keep to your self if you think your so da bomb

cuz hip hop ain't pussy at least thats what i feel
so shut the fuck up hit a blunt and attempt to chill
cu z your so hard headed to learn any thing the doctors got to drill
you can also type poetry if for you hip hop takes no skill

 

[jammin screw]

Man bro I drop the N-bomb n get a notification quik
but I'm used to it cause daily I get bombarded with chicks
even if I'm short.... So what cause when I ball
everyone clears cause I need 2 courts
hated by many... Not sure i'm even loved by few
but I don't reay think about it so fuck if I knew
but parents I trust, n know one real dude who will bust
16 times no lifelines and a funeral to discuss
no Internet gangsta, far from a thug n a prank
I got respect n some power plus money in the bank

 

[mugan]

hell ya money in the bank
the weed in my pocket smell real stank
but cuz i wanna am gonna be real frank
hell i like to ryme, i do it all the time
i may not me good, but i kno how to climb
am all original mayne, nothing like a mime

 

[jammin screw]

Maaaaan hol' up

 

[Finshaggy]

I tried going to another forum
But they've just got trolls modding for 'em.
I thought R-I-U had some trolls
But these fuckin people, run the polls
The rules they have say they ban for stalking
But they troll, and follow, and won't stop talking
R-I-U is where I post
I guess I'll just be here the most
I still want to copy my good threads to the other places
But fuck those people, I'd rather see these faces

 

[mugan]

Always on RIU growing organic and smoking
and if am lazy i be on toking and talking
fuck the trolls whether there hating or moding
got to ignore the haters , and just be pill .. pill ppopin

 

[mugan]

Am high like a kite, so outa sight
i donno girl you kno i just might
hit up a club and show you the night
the sky is dark but we feeling hella bright
party with every one don't mata black or white
i got both bandanas the blue and the red
double shots of jack i take it to the head
my flow is heavy bitch, its like surfing a sea of lead
got a glock sitting under my bed
am here then am gone all you see is tread
no war just peace , cmon lets break bread
don't care bout nothin exept the fam and the dro, not even street cred

 

[Finshaggy]

Tv's good, but got nothin but resin
Guess that's what will I, put pipe my in
Jon Stuart is funny, just turned it on
I'ma pause, and go blaze mon
\

The rhymes should be better
Once I get some THC in my...Head...er...

 

[mugan]

Thc.. as easy as A, B ,C
or 1,2,3 , the best chemical compound don't you agree
found only in one place, and its shaped like a tree
the government tried to hide it don't you see
but you never know, in a few years where well be

 

[sso]

maybe he liked it, maybe twas just a dream
maybe its not what it seem, or he batting for the wrong team
speak a lot of crime, but most of it is steam
am the crime lord, learn from me i heal and redeem
if you need to know, i push that snow
push it push it like you will never know,
and am bout my dough, but i love my dro
i smoke that sativa, while stroking some bitch, named Angela
and when i make it rain, she need no umbrella

giving golden showers to your dog.
smoking up a fog
fucking your homie hard and fast.
sounds like a blast

push alot of snow at the local ski resort
call yourself a drugkingpin while you make a snowfort.

make dough and eat it
occasionally you beat it

me watching it

wondering if the dog likes it

or is sooner or later gonna bite it

off

mr hasslehoff

 

[Finshaggy]

Got me some buddha
now I'm on the compudha
I want to smoke more
Maybe I'm bored
I think I'm gonna do that
And I'ma load this bowl fat

 

[bigbillyrocka]

I've got the coldest ICE in town
Super dank colas
She grew thick buds all around
Hits like a tank
CAn put you in sleep mode
But I never think about that
As I load another bowl.

 

[Finshaggy]

ICE you said, Is that the strain you got?
From the pictures I've seen, that's some frosty, white ass, pot.

 

[jammin screw]

And if you got some frosty ass smelly dank shit
I ask again n again, for me, take another faint hit

 

[bigbillyrocka]

After I hit the weights
I'll hit that super dank
Can't have lungs full of smoke
Since the weight I handle
Takes a lot of strength...

 

[PeyoteReligion]

I sell rhymes like dimes.

http://m.youtube.com/index?desktop_uri=/&gl=US#/watch?v=rgZX71tbr3w

 

[bigbillyrocka]

Right about now I feel as if everything is going to hell
I got nothing but worries
Even in my house I feel as if I'm stuck in a jail cell
Pain isn't beauty, no not in this case
I feel locked up abroad
There's no warmth in my embrace.
Wish for the night so I can go to bed already
Even with weed I feel dead inside
Empty like a prison with walls that confine.
Scratching and tearing at my pale skin
Leaving marks that scar down deep within
I must overcome an obstacle if I try
But with a failure I turn, run and hide.
Like a puppy with its tail in between it's legs
I try to say sorry for all the Hurt I create
Take with me a grain of salt
Put it on the wound
Because this life is all my fault

 

[Finshaggy]

Hittin a vape
arms hangin like an ape
Thinkin with Shiva
I'm a believa
Shiva flowin in my brain
Showing me everything
Man do you listen
To the shit Mary spin?
Does the door open, can you see?
Are you learning? Or just dirtying your pee?