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Game The OFFICIAL Bluelight Gangster Rap Competition

Who is the pimpingest of the pimpingest?

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ForEverAfter

ForEverAfter

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OK, here are the rules:

1. Your rhymes gotta be pimping.
2. No maximum or minimum number of words/lines.

That's it!

The prize will be the following custom title, printed underneath your username (in a color of your choice):

"Pimp Daddy"

You've got until the end of January, 2013, to submit. So smoke some Indo, sip on some gin and juice, and get versin' mother fuckers!

We're not doing anonymous submissions this time around. So, feel free to post your rhymes in this thread, and edit them (if you feel so inclined) until midnight on the 31st of January, EST.
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New said:
Okie dokie, here is the voting for the gangsta rap contest. Vote, pimps and pimpettes!

One rule - no self-voting. Your vote will be REMOVED if for yourself.
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Aww shit, fucking rad idea!!!

You should advertise this in some of the other forums...
 
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my liver narratin tales o Glen Fiddich
like Vinny Diesel been chroniclin Riddick
got me more money than the clear sky's got blue
been pimpin more honey than Winnie the Pooh
I been hustlin warlocks without magic tricks
sinkin 8-balls in coin slots til machines're sick

smokin dark crystals like A. Mole sniffs glue
reputation been growin like a field o' bamboo
got me more beaver than Justin's got Bieber
my bitches be 12-carat golden retrievers
a handful o twenty-eights stuffed in my shoe
I'm packin a twelve-gauge, too... so, FUCK YOU!
 
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Dante tragedies like mary bowles lateries
I could. COuldn't Id? Rhyme is that the scheme? Theme? Rules? True
Balls, I digress, finesse, and leave you bled loving, withered , and Blue
My lifes work, fraudulent... My wifes birth, Garrelous, I write I don't rhyme
New Time, Frame stake for me, I could cut - let it ripe I could gut, Let her slip
All is permiited? Nothing acquitted, everything true? Yeah, nothing blue.
Depression or Hedonistic shit, repressing, or specious quibs. It's all the same, name, blasphemous one degreee...
Sactimonious in another symphony.

That's ritght. What's tight. Fuckin' A. Screwin J.


MC buoyant signing out.
 
Okay, so I'm going to do two things. Change the rules and extend the deadline. The new rules are: there are no rules. (Except that it has to be, in some way, gansta-type rap.) Your rhymes can be as long as you like or as short as you like. 120 lines, 4 lines, 1 word... The entries have been of a high standard, but I'm not satisfied with the quanity. So I'm going to extend the deadline to the end of January, 2013. That should give everybody enough time to get pimping. I'm open to any suggestions about how to increase the quantity of submissions.

laugh said:

You should advertise this in some of the other forums...
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I will do this in the coming week. Also, New, if you don't mind, can you put a link to this thread in your signature?

Oh, one more thing. The voting will no longer be anonymous. You don't have to send me a private message with your submission. You can just post them here, directly. It will be an open poll, meaning that everybody will be able to see who everybody else voted for. Voting for yourself is not an option. If you do so, I'll just remove it from your vote total.
 
Crush oxycontin
A spoon and a cotton
Squirt in the water and stir up your shot sir
Now draw it up slow
Then flick the rig though
Cuz air in the veins is a big no no yo
Then stick your spike up in the fattest vein site
And youll know when youve hit
Cuz there wont be no pain like a poke or a pinch
Just a pop, its a sinch
Register to make sure
Pull it back, ploom of red
Just like that, like i said
Good to go, to get throwed
Push the plunger in slow
3,2,1 and then whoa
Thats the rush
Feel your face start to blush
Oh my good god we have lift off
Thank you miss brown
She loves me soft
Lady d, she loves me
Hydromorph, yes indeed
I love her, oxy-c
Thats codone, yes my friend
Oxy-m
Thats morphone , she will send
You up up and away
Heroin saves the day
 
i'll kick you in the scrote
i'll fuck you in the throat
i'll throw you in a river
to see if you will float

you stupid bitch,
you aint a witch
you're a fat-goth-girl with a rash you cannot itch

fishnet tights and greasy red hair
ample cleavage but noones gunna stare
a thousand texts
won't leave me alone
ignoring ya kids while playing with ya phone

dont want ya fanny
and i dont want your coke
think ya something special but bitch you's just a joke
 
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I got my PHD in growing THC
Like B.I.G. I got chronic by the tree.
Hoes by the stable, ready willing and able
Down for anything, no edit for cable.
Yeah i can pull a girl, my pimp game be slick
Got bitches fightin for me like Im Michael Vick.

A pink and green fiend, diet's pussy n paper
Im a ruthless mother fucker, always down for the caper.
Always get what I want, eyes on the prize.
It's not considered rape if you say "Surprise!"
Never surrender, don't accept defeat.
You can call me a pussy cus I am what I eat.

It's a rough world, got me feelin blue
Must be them Roxi 30's, just injected a few.
Time to kick back, relax n chill with a friend,
but best believe tomorrow I'll be at it again.
 
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I like to write on this forum,
y'all know where I hail f'rom,
an' none of u know where i'm gona go next
my remedy is....


...no, no... this isn't pimping. I'm not adhering to the guidelines. My apologies, disregard this.
 
Huh?

Wha?

Playa haters in town? I'll take you all down.

I been rippin bongs like Jack rips through hoes and rippin through hoes like I been rippin through dough
I'm the only name that you need to know-I ain't read any of your shit because I knows it blows
I'll punch out rhymes to end your shit shifts, in fact I'll punch so hard it creates a time rift
Giving me a chance to rip my own ass in the process of re-ripping your asses
I'll hit y'all so hard that the world will need glasses just to get a good glance at what I offer the masses
Free passes
To what I tell you to expect
The Greatest Show on Earth and that's the Barnum Effect
In action
I'll put your asses in traction fuck a playa hater I'm my own damn faction
I'm droppin bombs like your gashes drop blood cuz I'm flooding so many explosions it DEFINES hotbox, Cuz
In here, to be sincere, this battle's 'bout brains, baring what you lack against the Neuromancer's pain so strange
It's driving you insane as your own MOTHERS curse your names screaming mine above the spraying chainsaw rain
Just hand me the reins
As I claim my reign
The king just stepped in, now KNEEL as you fight for second in vain!
 
(gangsta vibes in the lyrics)

I choose the blue pills, take me to anotha level.
Crazy synthesizin' skills an' makin' deals with the devil.
I talked to Pandora and this ain't no delusion,
She said she had my back, we could achieve cold fusion
Pandora in my pills said she could realize my visions,
But she cut my eyes open, spit in the incisions.

The speed in my veins got my eyes turning black,
and blacker and blacker... they ain't comin' back.
But my master inside, he said he isn't done yet,
He says take some more speed, some more fuckin' 'phet.

Acid sometimes gets my world drippin', purple
The west coast of the US stays rippin', purple
Purple turns to ash, and ash into soil
I'll grow it up again, keep my customers loyal

I live in a crazy world, of speed 'n tweakin'
The reality of which to you, I'ma speakin'
Dope rhymes, out of my mouth I start leakin'
I was born a pimp daddy, so my title I'm seekin'

Fourth day awake, my brain is destroyed,
Not even 'phetamine... can fill this void,
You can read in the news about war and peace,
but you will never ever understand, my speed freak.

I came here to spit mad rhymes at Bluelightas,
Nodding they heads as they sparkin' they lightas,
Reducing harm and shit, it's noble and you know it,
I'm not just a rapper, I'm a goddamn poet.
 
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Nobody won yet. Nobody's voted yet. But the contest is closed, so I'll close the thread.
 
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