Time for the Big Bang to show off a lil bit..

My lyrics are so bad they even make yo mamma suck en cry,
It makes her sad that i don't even have to fucking try,

Im like a heavyweight, a toothless fighter,
My lyrics so hard you'd think i was a ruthless tiger

Its like theres a new king in the empire,
I was pimping but now i've decided to retire.

Oh man now for some insane multiple rhymes,
I do this all the time....

I fly-so-high, your a guy-so-why,
do you tie-on-my al-i-by,

oh man that was so-street, no-beat
is gonna be so-sweet,
like a hill so-steep, my alarm go-beep,
i reep-fire into this geeks-desire,
I'm an intellectual but your a homosexual,
As a rapper im no professional,
Not even textual, but with yo mamma i is sexual,
But brigga i guess-you-will
mess-n-kill but i am a beast

Lol yes i know its shit but i thought of it as i was writing. Im not a lyricist. I'm a producer...well future producer. Hell dre don't write his own lyrics!!

WORD LYF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ma home boy BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNGEEEEYYYYYYYY
peacE out!!!

Hey guud job..keep this kinda thing coming

Now for a little more...

Nylos, yous a bitch with a pig like nose,
Nigga that aint gon help to get some big nice hoes,
Yo baby-mama went through crazy-trauma,
to give birth to a lazy-llamma but things look hazy-obama

Nigga you got more bush then the american president
Your lack of flow and lyrical ability is fucken evident,
Imma dent your hopes at your dream
Its gonna seam a lean scheme when i get haterz to scream,
But my raps are like a skaters-dream,
So Complex, Its like Sex with a tyranosaurus Rex,
Nigga ima Flex ma Lex-us, and bend it like Bex(beckham)

PRO you ain't no Pro, Low life,
You lookin for Mo' strife when i dip a knife
Into your forefathers Chest, and but his soul to rest,
Nigga im blest,
My raps so fine,
Im the only Bangladeshi Nigga with a new york state of mind,
Off or Inclind, Blind like you mama, so she couldn't find
Yo cock, maybe it was a chodee, Nigga swallow ma load
And then get back on the road,


Sorry for wasting your time, lol. That was all freestyle, and shit. LOL!

hey bangey.... sum tight shits.. kip it up.. -1

DuDe ur Pretty GooD....I shudnt Take U lightly

nyc...keep it up,1

You ready for some more bullshit???...

They always around claimin we the terrorist,
But nigga that is prejudice,
Why they gotta bother me?
The honkeys who got authority
Don't give a shit about poverty,
Niggas always holla at me,

Problem is...
The niggas that makin the mess aint cleanin it up,
Lemme ask you a question, whats the meanin of tuff?
Are you tough if you take a anotha bigger life,
Or is it gangster to shag you brothaz nigga wife,
Or is the REAL hard man the one who wants peace,
A lease, maybe a breeze,
Living with them bitches is live having a disease,
Even Nylos want some beef, nigga-sweet,
Now i can beat your ass down the street,
Your lyrics lack punctuality, but my strategy
Is to flaunt my sexuality, my mentality
Is to fuck this Mental-MC
I'm gonna merder-ya, Before this verse
no-one had even herd-aya,

I'm out. Lol sorry for wasting more of ur time, peace.

tight!!!u seem to be lyk JR writer if ya continue this shits !!!big up pal,1

dis nikka b dissing me twice fo sheezy???
well HERE IT GOES

hmm all dese wannabes be dissin me - a trend-setter
wen dey actually wannabe sending me a love letter
shit it aint ma fault yal be gutless david archuleta
ya wanna kill me wen ya don kno da meanin of a vendetta
shit dis be bullshit im sitting-here-wasting-time
wen i can be sitting n bidding-here-on-tasteless-crime
who i be da? the mental MC ya dat-be-rite
ima fuk u lyk scooby doo fukd up daph-ney-white
ur lyk a exercyze practice board ami tomre BHAN-GY ( bangey)
n ur steal ur gal - a muthafukin bengali khan-ki
me v/s u is dhaka v/s CTG so ask for mer-cy-please
u broke i rich i pimp u bitch u a corolla um a mer-ce-dese
damn bitch u make me go shiyat i aint scared i think look lyk a biatch
look here courtney cocks(!) ima land dis chain handler(chandler) on yar docks*
evn da joe wud fuk da rossing(!) jocks fuckin all dese phoeetish(!)dancing boxs
say what bitch? why u wannabe so clit-tas-tic
wen u got a great job fukin ur dad (fan-tas-tic)
all we need is another gene-ration-on-rage
2kill u faggots hu got mede-cation-on-les
yal CTGs be talking bout Cock's-bazar
i saw ur face b4 - its called ugly botox-mazar**
i 1ce asked dis bitch man wuts ur pre-occu-pa-tion
replied : nathin just increase da r8 of ma e-jagu-la-tion
oh guess bangeys the cause of all da cum-on-the-streets
or else wud it glitter in at nite wid dem flu-o-re-scent-sheets??
ya make me sick- masterbating at innocent-by-standers
this bitch got in da paper 4 rapin ignorant-high-landers
guess a few more lyns wont get me off-the-track
haha NOW?? ur wer bleeding WAY b4 da af-ter-math

*on ya dock = on yar pussy
** mazar = memorial

n.b no offense 2 bangey bt i had2 shut him up after he ran his mouth lyk dat lolz

joe is a name for a pakage handler lolz
rossing or russing means part marafying and dat phoetish is jst word play lolz

Ohh man...Listen mine was just bullshit man..Ok lets see what i can think of nigga...

This Nigga fat cat, his mamma named him mental
Say it to your face, your birth was accidental,
You was so small you slid out your mamma's pussy,
Or maybe cos your mums pussy was as big as her fuckin tushy,
Nigga wanna fight? Unlike yo mammas Pussy this verse is Tight(OUCH!!)
I'mma drop bombs..wait..imma drop dynamite, You be outta site,
Like a bum fucking nylos, you done sucking child-hoes;
God knows, if this bitch can ever master skating,
Well he too busy now, watchin his mum and master bating.
Nigga this is a freestyle i still owned your ass,
You gonna crash into glass and imma give you a backstage pass,
To a cinema, nigga i did-yo-ma,
I had to ducktape her bitch ass to stop moaning,
She said "I'm not groaning", and her husband kept on phoning
But what you expect with 8 inches of steel in her cunt,
Nigga i'm getting tired of this shit roll me another blunt'

Peace, i'm out...Can;t think of shit anymore...real battle Nylos?? I know your busy..but as soon as MC RHO KNOCK YOU THE FUCK OUT!!!

Ahhhaha....bangey ur lyrics are tite...nd very funny

Man bangey killed nylos.....

Is that it man? Where are the other comments? I guess ya'll don't appreciate my bad, yet witty lines...
Peace.

NYLOS KILLD BANGY with MULTIS nd BANGY KILLD NYLOS WITH PUNCHES!!!
TITE!!!!!!!

owkay guys .. my first ever rappin hahaha . i no its not buh still wana get ur feedback..its small tho..buh il improve hopefuly [[ i no ur gna laugh at it ]] so lol .. laugh owt loud

m ballin
n fallin down
m breakin apart
ma tears rollin down..
turnin in2 pieces
oh fuck you mrs

cut the noose around,
cut me free,
and say the things,
u ve lied to me

its too dark tonite 2 run fom dis mess
But i set the tone for ma escape
I wana feel pain inside of my chest
I know ima die
but yet ill try


is it a sin. dat i breathe for u, i live for u
with every blink of ma eyes i think of u i love u

but newyz FUCK u

This is more like a poem, cause of the structure...but its not bad as a first attempt.

i no :S

newys thx man
il try agen

yeh .. a dam fuckin poem
u shubbi a poet man.. be wat u r - xD
buh if u rreeelli wana be a rapper..then not bad as a first attempt

naaa rapppaa mannnn
poets der bhat nai lmao

Ya'll briggaz ain spittaz ur screws loose its bout 2 get tightened
ya'll r pussy nikkahz iam about 2 rip ur hymen
eretime iam rhyming i dont command i destroy
ya'll r lil kids didn ur momma get u sum toys
14 yr old pussies talkin da drug shit
niggaz wipe ur fuckin ass wen u try n write shit
wat typa name is nylos any way
ma bars hit harder den a grenade raid
i give more push on tracks den gatarade
i smell lyk a million dollaz n i don even get paid


lol felt lyk freestylin 1 minute text i ain battlin no1 iam juss freestylin u shud try it its funny..

yo ... i gues dis is called rappin

da world has known us
fm luv to lust
da pain drove us to insanity
we came frum a world of monopoly
the rich get richer while da poor gets fuqd
its jus our dam fuqin luck
u hate us of our pure jealousy
all u do its pure hypocracy
non-the-less
i must confess
u are da one i must take owt
u know wots is about
u loud u jus act da one and only
buh hell niga i aint lonely
i got god beside me
dats all i need to make dis fearless battle
dont be tattle
we kill da snitches and liars
andil slit ur throat lyk mike myers
u js a piece of easy tail
even at fugin u fail
don denie mi struggle
u see what i hafta juggle?
mi lifes full of blame and hate
buh i must find luv for ma sake
i no stil afta i die il be in hells fire'ry lake
and don eva try to get into mi neck
or else niga il destroy you in a sec

Hey...u must mantain a consistant flo.....da same prb dat I'm facing...but not bad...gr8er than ur first attempt...ur inproving..GUDD LUCK.

k man il try to
and thx :S

No prb