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clones [i was bored ok]

once i was a clone
killing everybody with a phone
thinking wen will i ever get a gun
probably wen i get shot in the bun
next thing i know i got a jedi hogging all the fun
im just thinking good enoguh for me.... now just run
smacked him in the back
he screamed ****!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


dont aks how i came up with this..... clones=kinda difficult

That was freakishly dumb so now Im gonna bite my thumb cause Im being chased by a bum. Now Im board and someone's trying to stab me with a sword so now I shot him with a gun cause I thought it was fun, now my rap is done.

Cussing (again )

I dont care if y'all cuss your heart out
but just remember you'll be an emotional standout
To be one o-those its just really aint cool
in fact, it makes you look like a com-plete fool
To be emo is to be completely hated
you be going around with your breath all bated
no matter what you say it just aint sinkin in
cos it just aint right, its considered a sin.

I was bored.... i just thought i'd rap for the hell of it. This one i feel aint up to par...

kool keep em comin

Alrighty ladies and germs, time to get this place back in order, methinks... this is none other than killowatts himself, in the fle... well, not really flesh, more like html-encoded text that is displayed on your screen... but nonetheless, I am back (to an extent) and this is my first post on this account! Salutations to all my old friends, and may this post do well to make with them amends!

My name is long forgotten, killowatts
if thou'st knows, thou art know me not's
to be he of unkeen blade, but sharpened rightly steel
that blade my tongue, my words my keel.

A poise of times forlorn, forgot and lost
shunned, abridged and ignored; at what cost?
Archaic are these indeed, turned eftsoon
to the gutters of greed, spited and looned
undone and gooned
broken and booned...

Shibby, the time has come for intellect to again reign. Let the true brilliance of the mind control here; the end of ignorant babble and useless rabble is at hand.
The rap of the present is but trash to resent,
to relent and repent
for the sin of mere rhymed words
with no signature indent
no message to be sent
and no thing to be said
no ring to the head
just rhythm with rhyme,
this should be a true crime...

Weak in sense perhaps, but in purpose and thought, this rap is wrought. Many battles has this one fought, and achieved not once that which he sought.

yo my momma can rap better then that
be right back im getting da bat
but your rap in song form dude
cuz that rap was like eating bad food
my rap is short
cuz right now im probaly at a port
here is the end of it
now shut up before you get lit

hey hey
jump to the right
jump to the left
and get inside
the dance machine is where we live in
move your bodies and feel the rythm

that didnt rythme