The Rap Game

[J-Mart]

ok here is how u play, some 1 types a line, and then the next person types a line after the previous person, forming one giant rap/ run on sentence. The line can be about another APW guy, a celebrity, or anything.

I'll start this bitch up:

I slam hard like my nigga Shaq, dunkin' hard on the black. I get paid in a stack, that's how I bought my Cadillac.

[Jesse Nuñez™]

You ended the sentence. How can we do a run on sentence if you end the sentence?

[J-Mart]

You could have started your own, but I'll start another one:

Can I get a witness?

Now rhyme off of that, and then the next person rhymes off of you, and so on.

[Johnny Insane]

Dec 18, 2009 8:47:58 GMT -4 J-Mart said:

Can I get a witness?

I own this game, bitches

[Dr. Matt]

Johnny Insane can't rhyme 'cause he thinks about how his dick itches,
But fuck that guy, let me tell you about my Christmas wishes,

For Noel, I asked big fat Santa for just one thing...

["The Hottest Shit Going"]

Jeff to stop forcing me to lick clean his ding-a-ling!

It's a shame Matt, just a crying shame...

[J-Mart]

Crying like your girlfriend after the sex because she never came

And you just layin there thinkin' you gave it to her good...

["The Hottest Shit Going"]

When she gets more pleasure from pencil wood

[Dr. Matt]

Can you back that up, Lively, because I think you should;
Since I've heard you're cock doesn't work too good;

I've heard that your cock's about two inches too small,
I've heard that you've got no rhythm 'cause you've only got one ball,

I've heard that you come after only a couple seconds of doing it,
I've heard that you one time rubbed an asshole because you couldn't find the clit,

I've heard many sad stories, from many other others,
But most of these facts were told to me by your mother;

But what's even worse is the story I heard from your father...

[Johnny Insane]

I don't know what's scarier
You loving stories about my balls or my father

While you fantisize about shillelaghs
I'll stick to my ladies

Im better than you and whether or not this is mean...
I'm STILL your woman's wet dream

[Level-Two]

''I'm still your woman's wet dream''

N' That'd be coshure
if his women wasn't actually a man substituting for the wrong team

Truth be told; I could diss the bitch above me ^^^ and elevate his confidence higher

Or...

J-mart can take control of this thread with his expertise; in the form of a deep fryer

So here's the mic, don't trip over your shoe laces getting it....

[Dr. Matt]

Pass it to me so you can start sweating it.

Now that I've stepped up, let me tell you a story,
Rated R 'cause it's sexy, vulgar, and gory.

One, Lively, J-Mart and Insane walk into a talent agent's audition,
They said "We got a show that's one that'll break the tradition"

Talent agent is all, "So tell me you about your show",
And Level-One says "We'll show you how it goes",

Lively tears off Johnny's pants and fucks him in the ass,
While Level-One and Martinez rub their dicks on broken glass,

They start to sixty-nine, and Lively finds this hot,
Gives Johnny Insane a reach-around until he gives a cum shot.

Lively then gets a car battery and hooks it to Martinez's balls,
And Level-One begins a soulful rendition of "Deck the Halls",

Martinez begins to light up just like a Christmas Tree,
And onto Lively's face, Insane begins to pee.

Lively gulps it down, then pees back onto Insane,
All the while Level-One has grabbed a pack of Candy Canes,

Shoves one in everyone's ass, then one in his own,
Then they hook them all together and play a game of Telephone.

They spin around in a circle, forming a gay carousel,
While they use their own cum as a crude hair gel.

The candy canes break, and they all fall down,
And the talent agent sits there with a big frown,

He gets to his feet, and says "I just don't know,
I don't think I can find anyone who'll pay for this show,"

All four men have now covered their nuts in ice packs,
and Martinez pipes up, "We'll you've never heard the name of our act"

The talent agent begins to talk with complete indifference,
"I don't think that'll make any difference"

"But tell, me what do you call this spectacle",
They all took the ice packs off their testicles,

And shouted, "We are... the Aristocrats!"....

[J-Mart]

the aristocrats, yeah, we modern day acrobats
and yeah, we gettiin inside all of these cats
yall niggaz cant spit, why yall even try?
i be murderin yo punkasses, u be askin why
while im drivin a truck, fuck, high out my mind
your sisters ridin shotgun givin me some behind
she call me dominos cuz i only take 30 minutes or less
till she cummin all over the car, and stainin her dress
for me, it takes me more like fifty-five
before i tell that bitch goodbye and give her kitty a five
now allow me to pass the mic back to one
cause his mic skill is just second-to-none

[J-Mart]

j-mart is always lookin fresh in the orange and navy blue...