ok,since we are quite a creative bunch(or just fucked up in general ),and the yo momma thread was quite entertaining,i think its that time again to be combining the winning combo of disturbing + humorous.
also after listening to a bit of Necro and being part black myself i think its time for a poetry contest/creative writing.

i'll start: Yo,take heed to my evil deed,
im gonna fuck you in the ass till it bleeds,
spreading disease,with my seed
in order to create a new breed...

fillin you wit semen
with a sword bigger than He-Man
no one can hear you screamin
as my inner demon

...is freed.

In the words of Sheila Broflovski, What, What, WHAT?

radioactive rik wrote:ok,since we are quite a creative bunch(or just fucked up in general ),and the yo momma thread was quite entertaining,i think its that time again to be combining the winning combo of disturbing + humorous.
also after listening to a bit of Necro and being part black myself i think its time for a poetry contest/creative writing.

i'll start: Yo,take heed to my evil deed,
im gonna fuck you in the ass till it bleeds,
spreading disease,with my seed
in order to create a new breed...

fillin you wit semen
with a sword bigger than He-Man
no one can hear you screamin
as my inner demon

...is freed.

My slong is long, you know it is happenin
It's growing predominantly, because of you're jigglin'
When the action happen, the.... actually i can't even be bothered.


apes, apfhsdphgphdgsphdspghdpghshdpsgpsdpohghposdgdspohghdposgsdohgdsgdspohgdpohsghsdpohgpdohsgsdpogdpghsdkfsflejiesfsihifhepishfpeshfpisefhpes

This is an awful thread idea, Necro is a wanker.

radioactive rik wrote:
i'll start: Yo,take heed to my evil deed,
im gonna fuck you in the ass till it bleeds,
spreading disease,with my seed
in order to create a new breed...

fillin you wit semen
with a sword bigger than He-Man
no one can hear you screamin
as my inner demon

...is freed.

Rickla, you're fat rhymes were wickla!
but don't be trippin dawg or else I'll beat ya! (hugs?)
the colonels chicken has 11 herbs and spices,
but they're a secret so you never know (Rangers' and 'mice'?) ..yes!

stroll in, with my wallet and I know whats cookin'
I see the chicken Kaw'in from the inside of the kitchen
'eat me eat me' says the Tower Zinger burger,
im so fuckin hungry that my stomach makes a murmer!

the man behind the counter 'vino' yes he knows me well,
serves me every day or two but damn he really smells,
wait here it is my box of chicken like a mini feast,
can't wait to get on home and listen to some judas priest!

Off the bus and home in front of Sky Sports TV,
Drinkin coke n shit en route I really need a wee-wee,
but hot wings gravy, chips - drumsticks and several pieces later,
this F-dawgs off upstairs to nap and dream of Debbi Taylor*!






make believe porn star

Oh my god. That was heavy. That's going on the next Damnas record.

BLAP!!

Haha, who would guess you'd rap about chicken and sleep.

I still think that was wickid.
I'm going to bed after that master rap!
YEH DAWG! YEH!! YEEEEEEHH!!!!!!

Herzeleid wrote:This is an awful thread idea, Necro is a wanker.

YOURE the wanker....if anyone is...

(sorry,just couldnt resist an Office qoute:you set yourself up for that one)

my rap

boom boom boom boom boom, boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom , boom boom boom boom boom,

zykloned wrote:this F-dawgs off upstairs to nap and dream of Debbi Taylor*!






make believe porn star

Billy Taylor aka Debbi at the weekends?

Cheers for that one Rik.

Shit thread, no fans.

zykloned wrote:

Rickla, you're fat rhymes were wickla!
but don't be trippin dawg or else I'll beat ya! (hugs?)

you wanna test a G,step to me,if you doubtin my ability,i will buss you wit hyper obscure soliloquy.
dont talk the talk if you cant walk the walk,i'll spit dope ass raps iller than a dead baby on the sidewalk.
i b e spittin natural,like dribble from a retard,i flow hard and leave the abundance of rotting m.c's in the graveyard.
i mastered this thinkin,its stinkin just like porno chick piss drinkin.
you couldnt even test a G,without formulating the recipe,im lethal like a pitbull which has been nurtured into a non pedigree.
so clearly you can see,i b,a rizzle ass bizzle in the hizzle of the baby P.

radioactive rik wrote:

zykloned wrote:

Rickla, you're fat rhymes were wickla!
but don't be trippin dawg or else I'll beat ya! (hugs?)

you wanna test a G,step to me,if you doubtin my ability,i will buss you wit hyper obscure soliloquy.
dont talk the talk if you cant walk the walk,i'll spit dope ass raps iller than a dead baby on the sidewalk.
i b e spittin natural,like dribble from a retard,i flow hard and leave the abundance of rotting m.c's in the graveyard.
i mastered this thinkin,its stinkin just like porno chick piss drinkin.
you couldnt even test a G,without formulating the recipe,im lethal like a pitbull which has been nurtured into a non pedigree.
so clearly you can see,i b,a rizzle ass bizzle in the hizzle of the baby P.

heavy, motherfuckers armed and ready, john tardy from obituary wants his teddy,
baby P, did a wee, on your M.C, ability, your flow, like a stream, and your ass smells of vaseline,
grease it up, loosen up, slide up, the war-hammer toys, let me see your hard flow, when its up a mans arse,
eliquently, you leave the scene like Eddie Murphy, condoms full of cum, dribbling from under your belly,
heres the recipe for your art of homosexual chemistry, i might be wrong, but it's bums moobs and willy!

DING DING DING!