Open Mic: Trigger Happy

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   This is the last thing I wrote before I decided to take a break. I was going to record it then decided fuck it. 

My brothers best friend died in a car crash and it's a miracle my brother survived the accident. It was a terribly tragic accident and my brothers friend pretty much died on collision. He was alive 6 days before he was announced brain dead. 

In terms of writing and recording my mind hasn't been bright. The funerals tomorrow. 

Tigger
Last signed album from 2008
He still promotes it to this day
Like he thinks it was worth the wait

So rob you may not like my style of rap
Thanks to you I adapt, learned to run the ol yap
Diamond dobb got bitch slapped, his label plain snapped
Like his career crashed, in the past his minds trapped
This greatness he could never tap, hows that for a "wrap"
It's hard being all washed up, "but a liar he is"
The force is strong with these bars, messin with an old "walker"
But don't get it twisted, every grandfather needs his helper
Your hamburger straight boring, so your chance ya blew it
Your one shot, ya just let it go, old men kick the bucket
Knuckle head, it's been seven years still no diamond
Why you hating? I'm promoting your ass right now
Just a rich white kid remember? But my futures bright
All you see is my tail lights eating my dust at night
But I hit the brake light turn around and decide to fight
Straight nasty with my spite, with this pen I decide to write
Seven years yet this bitch is acting like he's heaven sent
Faggot why don't you get a real career
Oh wait, it's too late half your life's already spent
What's that scent? pussy
But you couldn't spread em legs, you wouldn't get a cent
He's 50... shades of grey oo boy them dread locks gay
Dick suck it, he just might oo barry you so cliche
Or so he'd say
Guitar driven psychadelic blues-rock with screaming guitars and honest lyrics
But the label said good riddens to this lying deceitful gimmick
So hard in the streets of Manchester slinging rocks
You probably made a lot more than you did from psychedelic rock
Masters in english, yet you spell it psycha another lie rob the lie-a
Time to retie-a or is your real name peta? Haha no really it's peter
So many fucking lies, so many loose ties
So many rhymes
Just
Let it go peter you whiffed it
Your own product you done sniffed it
With the pen you claim you gifted
Yeah bitch you call it your special needs
Bow before your king bitch get on your knees
Kneel bitch, fucking kneel before me
Haha sue me faggot 
You'll actually get a buck
But I give no fucks

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barrybondz Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Standard Member Joined: 09 June 2014 Location: Canada Status: Offline Points: 1440 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 0-1-0 Form: L	Post Options Post Reply Quote barrybondz Report Post Likes(0) Quote Reply Topic: Trigger Happy Posted: 04 July 2015 at 7:51am
	This is the last thing I wrote before I decided to take a break. I was going to record it then decided fuck it. My brothers best friend died in a car crash and it's a miracle my brother survived the accident. It was a terribly tragic accident and my brothers friend pretty much died on collision. He was alive 6 days before he was announced brain dead. In terms of writing and recording my mind hasn't been bright. The funerals tomorrow. Tigger Last signed album from 2008 He still promotes it to this day Like he thinks it was worth the wait So rob you may not like my style of rap Thanks to you I adapt, learned to run the ol yap Diamond dobb got bitch slapped, his label plain snapped Like his career crashed, in the past his minds trapped This greatness he could never tap, hows that for a "wrap" It's hard being all washed up, "but a liar he is" The force is strong with these bars, messin with an old "walker" But don't get it twisted, every grandfather needs his helper Your hamburger straight boring, so your chance ya blew it Your one shot, ya just let it go, old men kick the bucket Knuckle head, it's been seven years still no diamond Why you hating? I'm promoting your ass right now Just a rich white kid remember? But my futures bright All you see is my tail lights eating my dust at night But I hit the brake light turn around and decide to fight Straight nasty with my spite, with this pen I decide to write Seven years yet this bitch is acting like he's heaven sent Faggot why don't you get a real career Oh wait, it's too late half your life's already spent What's that scent? pussy But you couldn't spread em legs, you wouldn't get a cent He's 50... shades of grey oo boy them dread locks gay Dick suck it, he just might oo barry you so cliche Or so he'd say Guitar driven psychadelic blues-rock with screaming guitars and honest lyrics But the label said good riddens to this lying deceitful gimmick So hard in the streets of Manchester slinging rocks You probably made a lot more than you did from psychedelic rock Masters in english, yet you spell it psycha another lie rob the lie-a Time to retie-a or is your real name peta? Haha no really it's peter So many fucking lies, so many loose ties So many rhymes Just Let it go peter you whiffed it Your own product you done sniffed it With the pen you claim you gifted Yeah bitch you call it your special needs Bow before your king bitch get on your knees Kneel bitch, fucking kneel before me Haha sue me faggot You'll actually get a buck But I give no fucks


barrybondz Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Standard Member Joined: 09 June 2014 Location: Canada Status: Offline Points: 1440 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 0-1-0 Form: L	Post Options Post Reply Quote barrybondz Report Post Likes(0) Quote Reply Posted: 04 July 2015 at 6:36pm
	Dj I'm leagues above you lol. You are a 12 year old kid who made a double account and voted for himself. The scummiest of the scum and guess what, people don't forget. There's plenty of rhymes in couplets in this piece. Whether you can read them or not tells me you need to hit the elevation center. Pronunciation plays a huge roll.