Let Me Hear Your Raps

Cherri Spits Hot Fire,
Words gone Higher,
Flame Throwing
still showing
skillz
that killz,
that give u the chillz
that roll down ure spine,
and climb
down,
to the ground
got that smile to a frown,
she could hurt u in a lyrical term,
make u more worthless then a little germ,
Wax on and Wax off
your words have been turned off,
me and her can beat yall and still be clean,
i use hardly any profanity, and still be mean,
i make a group of kids, and make a scene,
my shinning moment, in the light,
i blind u in your eyes, in the darkess night,
Cherri comes in with the finish off move,
spits out words in the nicest groove,
makes u seem worthless now ure singin ure blues,
got the words that give u goosbumps, all to your shoes,
word after word, line after line,
i can say it again, and spit another rhyme,
my words are a legend past down from generation,
just follow my lead, dont start to be hatin..

Sup Sup Sup..pplz, im bored, got notin better to do but put up another rap

PeAcE OuT

RiCo Smooth

Yo, uh, my boy Rico rock'n da set,
He hardly even started yet,
Go ahead and place ya bet,
But don't get wet.
In my storm,
Peirc'n you like a thorne,
Like bad @$$ porn.
Yo, Rico, wat you say now,
Take a bow,
Let 'em know,
That you da main sing'a,
Barely lift'n a finger,
Use'n your mouth as a sting'a.
You da main man,
Top of da clan,
Without rais'n a hand,
We'll rock dis stand!
Word!

-*-Cherri-*-

I make u Trash u take watever i throw,
ill beat u b4 i say anything, ill let u know,
your just a rug, i step on u and leave,
i can crush in a line, its somethin u better believe,
beatin me in a rap, its somethin u cant achieve,
ill let home girl cherri beat u in a breeze,
im the man,
u need to understand,
stop using the ABC rhymes and get a vocab,
ill leave u druged and addicted, now ure in rehab,
ill create a scientific term, in my Dexter Science Lab,
Ima mad scientist i create my own mix,
ima mix talented man, give me my drum stix,
ima drummer, pianoist, guitarist and i can be a rapper,
my words are serious, but yet they can bring laughter,
everybody put ure hands in the air,
wave em around, let my words come and share,
the words i say, i have some power,
cherri is so dang sweet, and yet so sour,
let me give u a tour,
open a door
a chapter in my journey,
get ure attorny,
i got my lawyer,
no tom sawyer
here ill give cherri the mic,
and let her spit something, its her turn IIGHT...

RiCo Smooth

Okay Rico, I'll take the mic,
Bett'a tink twice,
I won't be nice,
I'll put down the price.
Okay, here I go,
Rock'n da show,
From here to Chicago,
Let 'em know.
Put cha hands down,
Don't make a sound,
While I bring it down,
Like a blood hound.
I'll make some cry,
I'll make rhymes die,
But not mine,
right on da dime,
Spitt'n out prime,
Ain't no mime.
So Rico, wat up,
Your rhymes are limp,
They make no since,
Step aside, make rome for a real pimp.
Don't be sad,
I'm not mad,
Just glad,
Run on home to your mom and dad,
Be good now, don't be like your rhymes,
BAD!
So wat's your move,
Get in da groove,
Before you lose,
It's for you to choose.
Okay, keep it steady,
And tell these people somethin I haven't said already,
My rhymes are deadly,
Not like mist'a goodwrinch and peter prestly.
You're okay,
I must say,
But today,
You belong to me.
Leave it to a women,
To bring you down,
Wit out a sound,
Here you go, you made yourself crash to tha ground.
You make me laugh,
Take a nap,
Fal asleep, put your head in your lap!
Suk it, like nev'a be4,
Wat, do you want more,
I gott'a way, to rob your store,
Did you do your chores?
You mommy might get mad,
Tell your dad,
Make you sad.
Don't be hate'n,
Participate'n,
I'm a K-Town Representation.
Here's da mic,
Spit into it well,
Oh, and by the way,
I'M HOTT'A DAN HELL!

-*-Cherri-*-

i stoped half way,
because to much junk u had to say
and spray
like decay
on my teeth,
just meet
my need
to suceed
my level is beyoun ure reach
let me teach
and preach
to u,
heres my clue,
study a book,
and look
actually on the rhymes
that were said
lay your head
on the bed
and dream
of being
like me,
and see,
wat comes up
think fast,
make it a blast
my rhymes last
and can surpass
ure class
wipe your A**

hotta dan hell
who can tell
u cant ring my bell
be the turtle
hide in ure shell
my rhymes i impel
into you
and do,
damage
as i spit rage
in this cage
the rhyming mage
and your the rhymless sage
u leave a worthless page

i went cryen to my mom and dad
becomes i got mad
that i was hit up
and bit up
in a battle
with some baby rattle...

Rico Smmooooth

This is my Last Rap, ima hit the sack, ill reply tomorrow ~PeAcE~

Listen,
I'm tired of hear'n,
Your lame diss'n.
This is getting old,
As I get bold,
Listening to your lame, "You just got told!"
I'm leav'n now, bye,
Again, don't let your rhymes die,
Keep up the flow'n, and you'll soon fly.
SKY HIGH!
*PEACE*

-*-Cherri-*-

HAHAHA Sunny,
You said bunny,
Listen hunny.
I never quit,
Into the mic I spit,
From my mind, nothing I writ.
I rap from the heart,
Never fall apart,
Finnishing at the start.
So, I guess I'll stay,
And rhyme away,
Like I do every day.
I'll be cool,
Like at school,
The one you never knew.
I love to rhyme,
Take up my spare time,
Spitt'n out gold on da dime,
Like my words,
Bless'n da nerds,
Have ya heard?
I'm back,
To make da track,
Make my stack,
Take ya'll back.
I'll be the mc,
Still representing,
for K-Town,
My hometown,
Make some noise, make some sound,
Don't hit da ground.
I'll keep it real,I'll keep it fresh,
Like a wind on ya breast,
Ya chest.
So here I come,
Start dat drum,
Dum diddy dum,
EVERY ONE!
come and get some!
(HAHAHAHA, just had to put that! lol)
Hey, you guys are good,
Come to my hood,
Flow'n lke ya should.
Holla 4 a dolla,
a say'n so sweet,
I'm dat special treat,
I'm full of heat,
Maken a red carpet out of my streets.
give me sum beats!
Hand you da mic,
Do'n it how ya'll like,
ain't dat tight,
Now giv me dat mic!
OOOOOOH! I got grilled,
Keep it real,
Gonna steal,
Give ya da chillz.
OOOH! And guess wat,
"You just got grilled!"

-*-Cherri-*-
(HAHAHAHAHA, hiya sunny, wat a cute bunny! lol, Luv ya gurl!)

*hugs*
PEACE!

-*-Cherri-*-