[MERIT]

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Trauma

Oojay you're just gunning to rap
Can't wait to flap some crap from your trap
Before thinking of something to say
You cross the road with green lights all the way
Not paying attention to objects that might
Break your stride and consequentially
Shoot down your flight.
Now, gunned down, with nowhere left to go
Do you reiterate your old opinions?
Or contemplate the seeds you sow?
Before you move;
Proceed to read between the lines of life and
See how your soul is spiritually defined
The exact opposite of mine
Illogically refined to object to the way
Your body has been chemically combined
See it's not by God, but by the earth;
We do not come from heaven but
Return to shallow graves
Cornered by the filth that civilization paves
Our brains tend to retrieve misleading information
That guides our souls from birth
To many a hollow insurrection
Designed by professionals to only be seen as depression
Confession to sin and crime
"Help" you to work with the system
Fighting for something in which life costs more than a dime
Try to cope by buying that amount of weed on the street
Smoking slowly, hoping not to deplete your outside sources
Existential thoughts that your brain constantly forces
Keeping you from sleep and heat
These are the mental processes that my mind endorses.
Do you agree to this "trash" that I have self-righteously professized?
Does your rejection flow hotter than the blood that courses
Throughout your veins and around the chains
That bind you to this "democracy"
Declaring nonchalantly this country's nationalist hypocrisy?
Don't think too long on the rhyme's I've spit
Just come back with an unoriginal attack that'll be seen as plain old shit.

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A mi no me importa nada
Para mi la vida es un sueño

TheUsedToolguy

uh, hey my wiener is really small/
I mean it's really big/
u people r a bunch of idiotfaces/
and u eat like a pig/
Y do u not hav posted in here/
for like, such a long time?/
Is it bcuz that u think/
u don't hav enough time?/
Well, I do not approve of that/
u bunch of jerks/
I'm really really cool/
and if I rhyme it works/
u bunch of bully idiotheads/
why u playing all cool like that?/
u think you're better than me/
well, i disagree w/ that/
U better not say anything mean to me/
cuz that wouldn't be nice, see
well, actually don't say anything/
cuz I want my mom to see/
this here, heh, heh, heh, heh

Trauma

Bitch
You kind of suck
Your crap raps
That's what's up.

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A mi no me importa nada
Para mi la vida es un sueño

Loser

The candles light
Shines ever so bright
In the dead of night
Not a cloud in sight
Only if you guys would stop talking would make everything all right
This rap is soo tight
like my pants
i'm tired of hearing these pointless rants
cause they suck
Now if you guys don't mind
shut the **** up

Word up i'm cool yo!

sleepy jack

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Yeah I stole jakes rap and it wins AGAIN.

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TheUsedToolguy

Listen to what I say/
You're gonna make my day/
I mean I'm gonna make your day/
whichever is worse essay/
u think ur rhymes r all so good/
and I admit they r/
not very good kinda decent/
like par/
u know par like golf/
oh-ho didn't c that one comin'/
I'll taste ur own medicine/
while I summon/
the goodness inside of me/
that will allow me to beat u/
and now I will do it by/
beating u goodly/HAHA
fling like a butterly and sting like a wasp, all u buttfaces who think that they r so much better than me.

TheUsedToolguy

oh, yo, yo, yo ya little biznatch/
talking this shaznit, like ur the shiznit/
or some kind of wacky beotch/
well ur rizight/
about the sizecond one that izis/
so lizisten izizup/
all u little hizoes/
who think they b so goooooood/
and shiznit/
I mean dizamn/
and shizit/

sleepy jack

Learn to spell,
Or i'll be sending you to hell,
To burn alive,
And listen to your crap music and cry.
Die,
Die,
Die.

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TheUsedToolguy

why don't u go meanie off somewhere/
it ain't my fizault u cizant rizead the coolnizess/
yo, yo, yo, I tell it to ya like dis/
I'm so good and ur so not/
do u know what I'm referring to?/
so why don't u get outta my fizace/
as seems to be the case/
at this juncture in time/
I'm so radical, I mean the bomb/
so don't listen to everything u hear in the kids/
mouths it ain't true/
if it's about me & u/
Tell me something I don't know/
Like uh... uh.. uh.. uh.. I'm tha shizzit/
Oh, wait I already knew that/
Peace to all u clowndoggers!