Omni
29th May '08, 01:03 PM
This ain't been done in a while. What is everyones biggest bars they've heard recently?
Mines gotta be these:
'On road I see too much attitude,
Big like a gratitude,
The gov wanna blame it on rapper tunes,
They’ll be playing with the lack of truth,
They give us area funds and think that’ll do,
They wanna put man in a cage, they wanna rattle you,
Most of the fellas they repeat like Channel U,
Come out for a bit, get nicked, then there back in 2,
But it all stems back to the attitude,
I’m not knocking no-one, do what you have to do,
But why would you wanna go and close your own avenue,
It’s beyond drugs, past the spliff like I’m having 2s,
That’s probably why they all look like shabby goons,
Thinking of switching, bitching and having moods,
Like a prick that barge you when they had the room
To walk past but they’d rather make a fass of you,
No wonder man are picking up a blaster too,
No wonder there has been so many plastered yutes,
Getting stabbed in the back or clapped with the shooter,
The other day I had a word with this angry yute,
I was like “You’ve got a bit of attitude haven’t you,
Calm down someone’s gonna end up stabbing you,
When your about in town I see the ramp in you,
What happened you? Why you such a rampant yute?
Your policies rampage, kill, stab and shoot,
But watch when the enemy catches you,
And batters you,
And your head falls outta the air like a parachute,
Stop smiling, stop being a para yute,
Think back to when your mum used to carry you,
No your running around like no-one can handle you,
Lighing up houses at dark like candles do”.'
Vader, S.R.E.
The flo to these is too fucked.
Post yours.
Mines gotta be these:
'On road I see too much attitude,
Big like a gratitude,
The gov wanna blame it on rapper tunes,
They’ll be playing with the lack of truth,
They give us area funds and think that’ll do,
They wanna put man in a cage, they wanna rattle you,
Most of the fellas they repeat like Channel U,
Come out for a bit, get nicked, then there back in 2,
But it all stems back to the attitude,
I’m not knocking no-one, do what you have to do,
But why would you wanna go and close your own avenue,
It’s beyond drugs, past the spliff like I’m having 2s,
That’s probably why they all look like shabby goons,
Thinking of switching, bitching and having moods,
Like a prick that barge you when they had the room
To walk past but they’d rather make a fass of you,
No wonder man are picking up a blaster too,
No wonder there has been so many plastered yutes,
Getting stabbed in the back or clapped with the shooter,
The other day I had a word with this angry yute,
I was like “You’ve got a bit of attitude haven’t you,
Calm down someone’s gonna end up stabbing you,
When your about in town I see the ramp in you,
What happened you? Why you such a rampant yute?
Your policies rampage, kill, stab and shoot,
But watch when the enemy catches you,
And batters you,
And your head falls outta the air like a parachute,
Stop smiling, stop being a para yute,
Think back to when your mum used to carry you,
No your running around like no-one can handle you,
Lighing up houses at dark like candles do”.'
Vader, S.R.E.
The flo to these is too fucked.
Post yours.