Your Dad Jokes!

i disagree. the newb thing is "your cousins freinds brothers girlfreinds twice removed aunt" jokes.
 
gobble gobble

im tons of trouble,

but your dad jokes are on top,

so go put on som flip flops,

and go back to pool, cuz dez beats bout to drop.
 
now relax, sit back, and read that,

its crap, you know your rhymes ain't phat,

so if you want s lesson in jokes, lay of the toke, and get off my dad, seems to me that your rhymes sucks and you've been had.
 
yo man,

its simple and plain,

bp's on da top,

you gotta be a cop,

cuz your stomache goes flop,

when you on yo sistah,

practicin some incest,

so you got played so now go and rest.
 
why don't you sit down, without a sound, spend some time lookin all around.

You ain't no pimpdaddy, sure as can be, you just a little laddy, no match for me,

so here you thats my beat, now you just sitin there with cold feet.
 
my feet are warm, cuz i wearin some wool socks,

go hang out wit yo jocks,

and then get back to suckin yo boyfriends cock,

better see you doc,

cuz you got beat down by da flock.
 
WHAT? You haven't had enough/

Sup boy? it about to get rough,

al this rhymin is two dimensional,

totally conventional, you hear that?

thats my sound track, hit rewind and hear the playback, you know son that you just got owned, you just got boned, so now that you are al alone, what ya guna do, bad boy what> You ain't nothing but dirty smut.
 
your just a little runt,

playin like your on top like a mut,

no specific bread,

just da fellin coold need,

so sit down and read

what yo got served from the hand that feed.
 
you callin me runt, your origianl you cunt,

I'd say I'm about yo give you the punt,

i like how you think your good, right from the hood, when your really just a cracka, high stacka, a computer porn wacka, thats bored to hell on his mommy's computer, while she drives to work in her daily commuter, so you gotta plan , cuz she's gunna pull up in the van, with your LITTLE chubby still in your HAND. BIYATCH
 
call me a crakah

that waht you belive.

whats the hood like in bozeman,

potatoe fights, lots of knife's?

round up yo ho's man.

cuz im from da midwest,

thrills be the best,

skillz in montana are mess,

straight outta consin,

this be where the hood's at,

brave it on our streets, won't be happenin'

cuz milwaukee's where the beats are droppin'

try to last a day in da northside and youll be back home cryin' and pellin' yo potatoes.
 
I'll be peelinpotatoes, right next to my shotgun

I doubt that that you own one, but in case that you do, I got somethin for you,

my Kimber .45, is what keeps me alive, dealin with 1200 pound bears, no body cares, about your neighborhood wiggers, that talk their trash, have never pulled a trigger, here their words would be their last.

How bout my AR 15, pumpin the rounds,

here in montana I can carry it all over town, its like another arm, another appendage, is this the message you really wanna be sendin?

here in the rockys we live it hard, no holds barred, if you think your beats will lay mine, jsut remember that cold .45
 
Your dad plain and simple, shut up boy go pop your pimples,

sorry it took so long i needed a pepsi, now where were we? hmmm lets see,

You really here riden the bozeman?

I guess you've never been to the land of the chosen,

Mountains as tal as your state is wide, more powder then you could ever ride,

you may be from where they are rough and tumble,

but here we roll quiet and humble,

so really in fact I need not speak a lick,

but walk quietly and carry a big dick.
 
humble,

bitch go off an stuble,

your skillz are weak like a donald driver fumble,

wisconsin hospitility is where it's at,

you think all of the hood is tough well i got a cat.

this state is fuckin flat,

but we got more steeze then the west coast.

so dont go an boast,

cuz u just turned into a chicken roast!
 
steeze is for peeps who throw fat 3's here we launch cliffs that would shake your knees.

Big flips and big rotations

here begins your true education

your style makes up for skill,

its all smoke and frills,

you can't throw big so you sit like a gorrila, fold it up in a envelope manila,

ship it over to IRVIN, its true, and as he would say,

that shits played,

and so are you
 
you think your da teacher,

your just like those scinetology prechers,

selln' kids lies,

you only got your eyes on the prize,

you must be wearing a disguise,

cuase your all covered with flies,

thats just the mold

cuase you's a washed up potatOOO!
 
Thats right, I am the teacher, turn it around makes me a preacher, I speak the glory of skiing pow, who you freebasin on now?

NO need to sell kids on lies,

you can see it in thier eyes,

when this potato speaks its true,

you don't know what its like to have people look up to you.
 
one time this really small kid looked up to me because i had this marshmellow that was green and i was eating it in an orgasmic fasion. he wanted it so bad but i finished it ans he cried. Later that day i got my first pubes. I then had some waffles, they were really big, i then had the biggest shit of my life. My asshole was now 3 times its regular size and i couldnt walk right.
 
look up to me,

ya i know what it's like,

but i dont know what its like to have a mom thats a dike,

did you have a pink bike,

tell ur dad to take a hike,

cuz your mom wanted a wife,

so go on get a life,

dont go crying to your lesbain mom,

CUZ BP DROPPED DA BOMB.
 
I like corn and potato's with gravy,

have some beef with carrots maybe,

so come a little closer so i can get you with my knife, I'll jsut take a little slice, I promise I'll be nice,

A glass a milk would go perfectly,

you wana keep goin, with all certainty?
 
stupid or genious

my 7th grade teacher(also brians past tutior)once said the line betweeen insanity and genious was a thin line

i believe that to be a true genious u must first cross this line and look into the minds of others.

take a walk in someone elses shoes and then come back and tell me whats crazy and whats not. for u will find that there is no real line there for we are all crazy and genious in our all of our minds, we just need to look inside of our selfs and find it.

and some panda juice
 
sit down at the table,

so i'll be able,

to serve up some rhymes with extra maple,

have some cranberrys,

cuz you think your dad poped your moms cheery,

guess waht your wrong its was the milk man,

so go cook up some gravy in a pan,

cuz bitch IM DA MILK MAN!
 
Wow your first three lines were actually decent, but he rest hardly seems recent, I've heard that time and again, jsut because I got the dairy man blend, Who cares I'm still here shreddin you, I'm not impresssed if thats the best you can do.
 
best i can do,

boi i'll show you,

rappin aint easy,

you gots to be seezey,

but your gettin all wheezy

from the smoke your blowin'

i've blowin away your shit from the beginin'
 
yeah you've been blowin my shit thats right

your face stuck on my ass, thats tight?

whatever gets you goin, but I must say

comments like that make you sound gay,

And no thanks I don't smoke,

keeps me bein the healthy bloke,

that I am now rappin so easy,

takes no efforts thats what makes it so steezy
 
pasta rasta,

i blew right past cha!

bettah fun fastah,

cuz this will be the last of ya,

i'm tearing yo apart like a bowl of chowdah,

grab your crew and get outta the harbah,

cuz ur skillz come right from the pahk.
 
thats why it takes u 10 times longer than brian to respond right

yeah thats what i though

bp will kick yo ass

and then fuck yo mama too
 
Your rhyme suck its pathetic,

Call 911 get a medic,

mebbe he can fix your buddies sickness,

small man's syndrom everyones the witness.

I rap slower with style with purpose,

pasta rasta, whats the point its worthless?

count your sylabbles practice your rhymes,

come back to me after a long time,

mebbe you will be seasoned, but I doubt it stil,

these lyrics are nothing I'm set to kill
 
goddamnit i wanted dad jokes, nore another fucking thread where two underage wiggers e-battle for supremacy with fucking terrible raps
 
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