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Tollbooth Willie

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Stigmata: on-sheet rock

you know what we should do

Willie: sheet on rocki

what

Stigmata: freestyle rap

on gabbleh

Willie: DO EET

Stigmata: so i woke up this morning round quarter to 2

(dude it's your turn)

Willie: i had a nasty feeling, on my dog i needed to poo

Stigmata: he wouldn't come near, so i busted out the peanut butter

Willie: It was enough to make Michael J. Fox stutter

Stigmata: then all of a sudden my dog jumped out the door

Willie: I chased him so that i could beat him like a russian whore

Stigmata: or maybe try and start up some russian roulette

Willie: I'd lobve to play it with mah homie with tourettes

Naudian: VRRRROOOOOOOOOOM

Stigmata: OH SHIT HL2.NET PARTY VAN

Naudian: IMA WHOLE 200MHZ FASTER WATCH OUT!

me and willie were just rapping

after changing the settings in bios I restarted and my pc just sat there going Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

Willie: i decided f*ck it it's a sheep

lets rap

Naudian: so I turned the power supply off and tried 10 seconds later n here i be

Willie: i turned and looked. holy shit a dog in a tree!

Stigmata: now that shit's what i call a non-sequitur

Willie: f*ck

Naudian: crazy enough to make mah kitteh purr

>.>

Willie: wikky wiky wa

Stigmata: but not so crazy that my mom goes hey

Willie: man i think that bitch is gay

Stigmata: last night she was gettin all up in ma grillz

Willie: so i told dat ho to go pay da billz

Naudian: This rap is craptastic and is goin no where

Willie: i'll bitch slap you like i did Cher

Stigmata: so, moving on, last night i shaved my ball hair

Willie: i got a pune caught on my chair

*pube

Naudian: needs moar efforts willie! >:|

Willie: i waved my hairless cock in the air?

Stigmata: i waved it round like i just don't care

Naudian: that's better but hey fools listen I gotta run

got some bf2 to play, noob killin fun

Stigmata: k, see ya later, don't - oh DAMNIT i was gonna rhyme with "fun" you jackass

Alright. Put your freestyle rap skillz to the test against your fellow hl2.net members.

See if you can beat our bitchin' rhymes.
 
This is really mean of you, Willie. Nobody's going to be able to touch that.
 
:( Impossible...

I kill sheep... that's real deep?

yeah, yeah it's impossible!
 
Now this is a story all about how
Darkside flipped out and busted freestyle
So sit your ass down and kick back in your seat
I'mma bust an impromptu with an erratic beat

Now they come to challenge yeah they come to play
but put 'em to the test and they ain't got the stay
-ing power, I'll run rings 'round 'em for hours
anally deflower and then hit them with a golden shower

I show contempt to my opposition
got them wishin' they'd gone fishin'
write these rhymes out like long division

But make no mistake I still love you dudes
this is one of the only entertaining places left on the intertubes
But don't try to outrap someone from Californ-i-a
'cause I was born up north near the O-A-K
Oakland, Oak-town, doesn't that give me mad street cred?
Aw fvck it who knows, I'm going to bed.
 
Stig said:
Willie: I wake up every morning with an AK in mah hand

GordonFreeman911: And I walk to my hoe, and I grab her by the gland.

Stigmata: she tries to take my gun, she's got her head in the sand

Willie: She struggles and she fights so I shoot her in the head

Stigmata: (oh god i rofl'd)

GordonFreeman911: The blood shot out around quarter to three, and then I felt so tired so I went to my bed, fool.

(Any time now)

Stigmata: i get my lullabies from the gunshots in the streets

Willie: I like bitches that can make me skeet

GordonFreeman911: (OH ****ING LOL)

They run around the room as I try to give the sex,

Willie: (ROFL)

GordonFreeman911: (Well

Stigmata: why can't they see that our AIDS baby is next

Sent at 10:27 pm on Thursday.

GordonFreeman911: (well willeh)

Willie: So I'm walkin down the street someone shouts "DUCK AND COVER"!

GordonFreeman911: So I run over to ma crib and I go to mah bed, I jump under the covers and I see my hoe daed.

Stigmata: i cry out and fire through the door in cold blood, turns out the guy i shot was my roommate Bud

GordonFreeman911: So I screamed and I watched as he fell, and then I realized that I'm goin to hell.

Willie: I mumble under my breath "Shit another death!", I put down mah shotty and I hide the hole filled body.

Sent at 10:31 pm on Thursday.

GordonFreeman911: I go and get to da choppa and I start it up, I fly to europe and I go to the store,

Sent at 10:32 pm on Thursday.

Stigmata: "welcome to amsterdam" says the guy on the floor, "50 american for a brand new whore"

Willie: So I said "What the Hell gonna need a **** buddy"

GordonFreeman911: Then when paying fo' my hoe, yo, I run into my old roommate from college, Joe.

(Wow this is a screwed up rap...)

Stigmata: he's lookin real shifty, says "what you doin here, yo" and the shopkeeper says "seems you've met the new ho"

GordonFreeman911: Then I say, "Oh no, not the gay again!" and run out of the store, and go sign up to fight in the war.

Willie: I tell him "Hey I'm on the run nigga i shot mah bro bud",

GordonFreeman911: (God damnit willy)

Willie: (dammit Gordon)

GordonFreeman911: (lol)

Willie: (bitch)

GordonFreeman911: (hoe skank)

(Ok back to the rap)

Stigmata: (hoe ass bitchfaces)

GordonFreeman911: (;'()

Willie: (K)

Stigmata: (this rap is mildly retarded)

GordonFreeman911: (Just a bit)

(Should we end it soon?)

Willie: (End with happy ending

GordonFreeman911: (Ok)

Willie: (you know blow job)

GordonFreeman911: When I told him I shot bud, he said ,"Oh fud!"

(I can't think of anything that rhymes with bud, ffs)

Willie: "Nigga you look like Rick Rud"

Stigmata: (wtfx)

Willie: (i got hax sorry)

GordonFreeman911: So I say smell you later homes, I'm takin' a taxi. The taxi had dice and the plates were smooth, He drove me to Bel Air and I said "Smell ya later, homes". I went to my kingdom to sit on my throne, as the King of Bel-Air, and get lots of the blo.

**got

Got lots of the blo, not get.

Willie: I got a blow job THE END!
We are winrar.

EDIT: God damn Darkside.
 
Got the heart of a bro
But I still did his motha'
 
DIS TRACK

I write the ills that'll shake you up.
Cry to the cops like they take your stuff, tough;
sandpaper rhymes mean your shit's too rough.
Mech got the lyric that's kitten-soft fluff.

Cruising my caddy with delivery, doc.
You're in a werewolf party and I got the glock: pop.
Mecha makes fur coats in a slick trick shot.
The Tollbooth Willie gonna have to walk off.

It's a shame though;

to a brother he's a downright eyesore.
Wouldn't hit his mother with albacore smell, lord.
He knows kids wouldn't turn out swell for
Booth hides the face when he head out-door.

(Yikes.)

Mech's got style that be set off stun.
Now Stigmata's got holes left by smoking gun; fun.
Nurse, get Stig skills: ten-CC injec-tion.
Sad that poor lad's ills be more afflic-tions.

Bombs been dropped so I halt the attack
The moral of the fable be that rap wack gets smacked;
lyrics be stable or y'all slip and hit traps.
Step up with crap, Mech lays down the cap-snap.


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Yea
 
Timeless, so age don't count in the booth
When your flow stay submerged in the fountain of youth
 
Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And Id like to take a minute just sit right there
Ill tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-air

In west philadelfia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys said were up in no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said youre moving with your aunte and uncle in bel-air
 
We stand here now before this forum crowd,
layin' down lyrics to do us all proud,
But none of you here can match the 1337 beat,
of Jintor Prime rapping it up in his heat.

You know you can't keep up with him now
blastin' down fools, though you may ask how
Mecha up dere, he got the moderating skillz
but does he know when to take his chill pillz?
He talkin' bout religion, we know how he acts
taking down godboys like a king among cats

Tollbooth Willie - fruit fvcker prime
you know how he rolls like a dude without rhyme
he rocks up here with his quoted stuff
but we can't take him for real till he stops rapping fluff
and the Darkside guy, 55-for life
but Adrian Shepherd? He's gman's wife
you can't put him back in the h-l-storyline
cos he's a gearbox creation, made for less than half-a-dime.

I'm taking it back to the home in the hills
where Jintor lays back and headshots for killz
I deliver to you what this guy says
this 15-year old who aint sayin' UR GHEY.
 
YOYOYO CHECK IT CHECK IT

this is mesz and im rappin' around
with ma homie mc b he is da bestee
everyone here you better look at me
cos you are so thick
just think if you lost your brain down the kitchen sink
you always wear pink
you are a girl
you dress up as a clown
you belong to the fairground
you
just
go
to
love
your
MUM ALL THE TIME!
you always go over to Alaska,
you always,
MASSACRE!
you aint no rapper!
just try and pull your mum,
its bet-ter than nothing
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yeah anyway thats an extract from a freestyle rap some kid in my year made. He is uber retarded. His name is Alex Harvey and i changed the bit where he says "alex" to "mesz" cos i felt like it. I'll try to get it uploaded here if i can upload mp3s....?

EDIT: i cant upload it

if anyone wants it then add me on msn

[email protected]

and i'll send it to you
 
Hey Man,
WTF is This?
This shit look like it's full of dis,

Adrain ain't no one's bitch
HE left Gman in the ditch,
Adrian just follows orders,
It gives him mental disorders,
He survived Black mesa too,
Both guns Blazing and gunk on his shoe,

So listen up, and listen well,
And stop usin semen for gel,
I suck at rap, but I'm Pro-Shephar',
If I practiced, I'd do much better,
 
Move Bitch Get Out The Way x 25

Theres your free style rap.
 
No,
I am not implying that this particular woman engages in intercourse with pensioners for their money and possessions,
but she does not associate herself with African American men with a poor financial background.

Long live Kanye West, my humble companions!
 
I'm glad this thread's still here
and that y'all brought the fight
but I rested up my choppers
and now I'm back with a bite

It's about to get mean
so if you're sensitive, leave you oughtta
it's about to get ugly
just like Stigmata

What the hell's Mecha doing here; kittens can't rap
I'll bury your 'skills' just like you bury your crap
'Cause I got beef with you kid, so listen and read on:
you made me shoot Reggie, Sally, Charleston, Gwendolyn, Francisca, Pete, AND Han!
And not like it matters because they're all already dead
but I wish you would give us the answer to your thread!

Yo I think Steven's a liar, his cab wasn't rare
dude can't be the Prince, he's balding; Will Smith's got a fade in his hair
Steven doesn't know about the MIB
Only thing Putin knows is the KGB

Jintor's my dog and I love you but for the record
DID YOU JUST IMPLY I LIKE ADRIAN SHEPHARD?! :flame:

I feel sorry for that kid, Mesz
he's in desparate need of a lyrical enhancer
his rap was so bad yo I think it gave me cancer :(

Suzake he's not coming back, forget it, IT'S OVER!
Even if Gabe Newell likes him Adrian gets the cold shoulder
But your rap is good even if I don't like the theme
you at least get more respect from me than that HECU marine

I won't say anything bad about Ludicrous
I kinda like him
Move Bitch was just OK
but in a battle I still wouldn't want to fight him

But Kanye? Fvck him, listen to me, I'm serious
I WANT to battle this guy, my words will make him delirious
He sucks and he angers me, I'll never forgive him, never
did you hear what he did to "Diamonds are Forever?"
Shirley Bassey sung that song, it was for Bond, not for you
Bush might not care about ya but I don't like you too
Kanye had one good hit, MAYBE, and that was "Golddigger"
but people wanted to listen to Jamie Foxx sing, not listen to this <Whoops! Can't say that on the forum!>





(Edit: I wrote "song that song" instead of "sung that song"; fixed)
 
I ma going whit mah nigas and ma bitches
on my ride da cadillacx
eading pork and foshing bitches
cuz I ma da king of romanze

if yo wanna problem whid me
I jusd pop my gun
and shoot yo in da dick

I am da maztar of rap
de king of the land
I fush more womans
got dem banged hard in da ass

I god da jewels in my underware
and inside the tires of my ride
cuz is such da pimp style
so yo beter be beware

I am like tha brotha E.T
yo cap my ass but I gota back to live
livin like da muthafuka is whad I did
so I dond give da shit bitch and come suck my dick

so dats my rap to all of ya and kidz dont use da drugs if it dont come from me
peace muthafuka!

*go away in bicilcle*
 
I ma going whit mah nigas and ma bitches
on my ride da cadillacx
eading pork and foshing bitches
cuz I ma da king of romanze

if yo wanna problem whid me
I jusd pop my gun
and shoot yo in da dick

I am da maztar of rap
de king of the land
I fush more womans
got dem banged hard in da ass

I god da jewels in my underware
and inside the tires of my ride
cuz is such da pimp style
so yo beter be beware

I am like tha brotha E.T
yo cap my ass but I gota back to live
livin like da muthafuka is whad I did
so I dond give da shit bitch and come suck my dick

so dats my rap to all of ya and kidz dont use da drugs if it dont come from me
peace muthafuka!

*go away in bicilcle*
You need to make a rap video, now.
 
Where's everyone else insulting everyone else?

Those are the only sorts of freestyle raps worth listening too. :D
 
Where's everyone else insulting everyone else?

Those are the only sorts of freestyle raps worth listening too. :D

yo niga go back to australia to ride yo kangaroo and get bite in da ass by da crocs yo
 
Where's everyone else insulting everyone else?

Those are the only sorts of freestyle raps worth listening too. :D
Bow down and suck my cock.
Or I'll blow yo brains out with mah glock.

There. ASK NO ****ING MORE!
 
Damn, man, i left myself open
but I can't believe you guys're hopin
to take me down with mere two-sentence rhymes
when obviously man it's gonna take real crimes
to pull me down to your level, b**ch
to smack me down like some rebel, b**ch
to take my crown, to throw me around, to sell my soul to the devil, b**ch!
 
I woke up in the morning
'Bout quarter to three,
I went out to the supermarket
and went and took a pee.

The clerk said "What the hell?"
I ran up and hit his bell.
He screamed and ran at me with a shotty,
By then I really had to use the potty.

So I ran home to ma crib and played Half life 2
I went home all fast and beat All you noob's

In deathmatch I suck complete balls.
Except when powered by AR2 balls.


I win.
 
Damn, man, i left myself open
but I can't believe you guys're hopin
to take me down with mere two-sentence rhymes
when obviously man it's gonna take real crimes
to pull me down to your level, b**ch
to smack me down like some rebel, b**ch
to take my crown, to throw me around, to sell my soul to the devil, b**ch!

Looks like you think our hearts ain't in this
You think the 'net ain't serious business
But passion gets rhythm, and rhythm gets rhyme
The rhythm that we need to whack you back into line

A two-sentence rhyme can paint an epic landscape
Of me and Willie layin' down an epic assrape
You really got no clue what you've now got comin'
It's a sexual entendre, lawl, but you'll be runnin'

Hop in yo' car, jump on yo' plane
But we got the internets, we'll still bring the pain
You think that T3s are just for online play
But you just can't understand that this ain't no game

Rap battles don't always keep to the wordplay
Some fools imagine we don't care what they say
But me and Willie, passionate and driven by honor
We're gonna come and rape your ass, SIX WAYS FROM SUNDAY!!
 
Looks like you think our hearts ain't in this
You think the 'net ain't serious business
But passion gets rhythm, and rhythm gets rhyme
The rhythm that we need to whack you back into line

A two-sentence rhyme can paint an epic landscape
Of me and Willie layin' down an epic assrape
You really got no clue what you've now got comin'
It's a sexual entendre, lawl, but you'll be runnin'

Hop in yo' car, jump on yo' plane
But we got the internets, we'll still bring the pain
You think that T3s are just for online play
But you just can't understand that this ain't no game

Rap battles don't always keep to the wordplay
Some fools imagine we don't care what they say
But me and Willie, passionate and driven by honor
We're gonna come and rape your ass, SIX WAYS FROM SUNDAY!!
Hell yeah, gimme' some skin nigga.

Awwwww yeah, it's awwwwwwwwwwwwriiiight.....
 
Wow I'm surprised this hasn't been closed.


I want chicken I want liver
Meow Mix Meow Mix
Please Deliver



My rap.
 
Looks like you think our hearts ain't in this
You think the 'net ain't serious business
But passion gets rhythm, and rhythm gets rhyme
The rhythm that we need to whack you back into line

A two-sentence rhyme can paint an epic landscape
Of me and Willie layin' down an epic assrape
You really got no clue what you've now got comin'
It's a sexual entendre, lawl, but you'll be runnin'

Hop in yo' car, jump on yo' plane
But we got the internets, we'll still bring the pain
You think that T3s are just for online play
But you just can't understand that this ain't no game

Rap battles don't always keep to the wordplay
Some fools imagine we don't care what they say
But me and Willie, passionate and driven by honor
We're gonna come and rape your ass, SIX WAYS FROM SUNDAY!!

I can't be havin' with this
it's muckin' my mind, this
making me think, this
forum battleground here, this
shit is making my mind whack!

Gordonfreeman-9-1-1,
you stay outta this one, lil' son
cos you don't believe in the hot-rhythm soul
so rhyming is out for some shit, rock'n'roll?
You say this battleground should be locked?
this battleground's for makin' your brains to be rocked!

Stigmata's rhymes got the words and the lols
but can we be sure that his words got the rap soul?
his words got the obligotory rape and the killz
but has his nursery rhymes got the 1337 hackin' skillz?

word out to Darkside, not the lightside i say
the force is strong with this one; wii play
gets you a controller, you down for some proof?
Darkside55 said:
Shephard will return. Shephard WILL return.

And it's down. Shazam. Poof.
 
Gordonfreeman-9-1-1,
you stay outta this one, lil' son
cos you don't believe in the hot-rhythm soul
so rhyming is out for some shit, rock'n'roll?
You say this battleground should be locked?
this battleground's for makin' your brains to be rocked!

Yo I neva' said this should be locked
In fact I agree that it should live
This is totally worth posting for
Just as long as I get my personal whore.
 
"Welcome to Worchester. Dollar twenty-five please."
"Hey, how ya doin' Jintor?"
"Good! Thanks fer askin, pop!"
"Aww, that's great, you know, considering yer a ****in' idiot!"
"Go **** yourself you son of a bitch!
I'll come right outta the booth and ****in' whack ya, you ****in' prick!"
"Hey, hey, Jintor! Hows it going?"
"Hey, can't complain, pop. Hows 'bout you?"
"Oh, great, great. How much?"
"The state charges a dollar twenty-five, pop."
"That's fine. Now should I give you the money,
or should I shove the quarters directly up your fat ass!?"
[Pays toll and drives off]
"Why you ****in' hard on!
I'll ****ing Carlton Fisk yer ****in' head with a Louise-ville ****in' slugger!
Whadya think of that ass ****!?"
"Hi Jintor."
"Oh, nice to see ya M'am. Not a bad day, huh?"
"Well, I'm a little lost. Could you help me out?
I hear your the best with directions."
"Well I know my way around New England.
I can tell ya that much. So where ya headed?"
"Well, I was just wondering exactly which is the best way
to drive up your ass. You know, if you'd tell me,
I'd appreciate it, you ****in' prick."
"You ****in' bitch! **** you!
You forgot to pay the ****in' toll you dirty whore!
I'll ****in' drop you with a boot to the ****in' skull you cum guzzling queen!"

"Hey Jintor."
"Hey, how are ya?"
"Here's a dollar twenty-five, and go **** yourself."
"Dah, you ****in' prick!
I hope you choke on a ****in' bottle cap, ya ****in' son of a ****!
Eat shit! Eat my shit!"
"Hello Jintor. Good to see you."
"Ahhh, Bishop Nelson. Nice to see ya.
That was quite a sermon you had the other day."
"Hey, well I do my best."
"Dollar twenty-five, Bishop."
"Dollar twenty-five,
Jintor. Isn't that the same price your mother charges for a blow job,
you piece of dog shit!?"
"Ohhh! Have another one, you ****in' lush!
It's not my fault the bartender cut ya off last night ya ****in' douche bag!"
"Hey!"
"Well hey!"
"Yeah, do you want the money, or should I just shove the quarters directly up your fat ass!?"
"Well, I already heard that one you ****in' unoriginal bastard!
Go suck a corn you ****in' piece of repeatin' shit!"
"Hi."
"Oh, hi. How are ya?"
"Fine, thank you. How much is the toll please?"
"For you sweetheart, it's a dollar twenty-five."
"Here ya go."
"Thank you."
"Hey! Hey! Honey! Would you like a receipt with that?"
"Oh, I almost forgot. Thank you so much."
"And here ya are."
"Umm, do you think you could sign it?"
"Oh, uh.. sign it?"
"Yeah, sign Jintor was here."
"Ok, sure. Uhh, by the way, what is this for?"
"Just so I could have proof for my friends that
I met the biggest ****in' dip shit with the smallest dick alive.
You understand."
"**** you, you ****in' upity bitch!
I'll ****in' **** you and all your lesbian fish-eating friends in front
of your ****in' mothers! You're gonna die, bitch! I'm comin' outta the booth!"
"Ooooh! My ****in' leg!"
"Hey! You ran over Jintor!"
"Oh my God! I was always wondering what it would be like to run over a
dried up stinky dick licker."
"Why you ****in' pricks.
I ****in' hear every ****in' word yer saying!
When this ****in' leg heals,
I'm gonna kick you guys new ****in' assholes!
 
Stigmata's rhymes got the words and the lols
but can we be sure that his words got the rap soul?
his words got the obligotory rape and the killz
but has his nursery rhymes got the 1337 hackin' skillz?
Any person thinkin "lol" rhymes with "soul"
Must be from a country playin no important role
Yeah you got your surfers and the bangable chicks
But past the surface layer you got no more tricks

You think you're too hot for these electrical bursts?
Just wait till we roll down to you for physical firsts
Like nothin ever seen down in Australialand
I got painful technique with the back of my hand

Five strong across the face
I'll put you back in your place
Don't try and plead your case
'Cause you come last in the race

Rape just ain't obligatory, neither are kills
But every so often, gotta get my thrills
If you be the victim, the loss is near-zero
You had it comin', and you ain't a hero

Five strong across the face
I'll put you back in your place
Don't try and plead your case
'Cause you come last in the race

You get five strong across the face
I'm so acidic and you don't got base
So fast you can't keep pace
So you come last in the race

-----

Yeah, you made me bust out the CHORUS. What now?

( <3 )
 
Raaaaaaaagh!

Now you've done it, brought the fury
can't let your words stand here comes the flurry
I'm gonna crush and there won't be a jury
in this world that would convict me
no limit to restrict me
what you said has ticked me

Off but I'm a bomb
and my words will do you harm
to hell with the disarm
I'm going straight for the strongarm

See just because I said Shephard will come back
don't mean that I like him
I stated it as a fact
'cause honestly the chance ain't slim
But I hate Shephard, I wish him nothing but ill
I want to see him crushed, maimed, bent and broken and I want the pleasure of that kill
So don't confuse my words they were just a premonition
his return is a fact, liking him is a fiction

But you're right about one thing
and that's that freestyle is mean
it should be insulting and vile and your opponent should steam
being nice is for suckas
and speaking of which
I saw Stigmata say something, lemme answer this bitch

First off, honor's for losers, don't give me that shit
in a battle it's weakness and it doesn't quite fit
to say that you're honorable just gives you an excuse
if you can't hit 'em hard then you can't hang with this group

Now you talk a lot of stuff about pounding people in the rear
but all I've heard you do is esteem your Willie-dear
I think something's going on and I'm not one to judge
but it sounds to me like you two are packing the fudge

I await the next challenge, I await the next battle
you're all looking like chickens to me
AND I'M CARNIVOROUS CATTLE!




(Edit: "premotion" was supposed to be "premonition." I think faster than I type.)
 
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