Spitting Sherdog Verses

Yeah those of us with names that are difficult to rhyme are deeply offended.

@IIIIIIII
fedorgasm just had a spasm.
He felt offended, but we gone bend it.
He can't complain, but he's in pain.
Emotional pain... It's in his brain.

p.s. Mic drop, from the top. That's hip-hop, a psy op. I'm not a cop. Fuck, that's a flop.
 
This is some bullshit
king of argos with nothing to offer
Octogenarian, graduation photo etched on copper.
burn your daughter
for a friendly wind
get a hollow victory costly win
wife was fuckin your kin
get stuck with
a sword by the guy got cucked with
fucking joker poker ass hole
give you a smile from glassgow
you a sinister villain??
I beat you with just my left hand chillin
juat another ex-man claiming to be marvelous
your corny ass can go gargle nuts
 
This reminds me of when the OT turned into this freestyle shit session for a few months…

Good times
yo you put the Q in dukes city
yappin like the view
take you to west Mesa and dig deeply
catch you creepin on Juan tabo
scortch ya like the peppermint rhino
I'm cashme outside let's go
war with an apache mescalero
chicano pistolero
extendo blades in the sombrero
I'm the mere mero
new mexican pharoah
your chances are cero
 
I rip and I rhyme
I rhyme and I rip
This is the way Sherdog spits!

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Log into the dog and post all I can,
Drew my plan in the sand with this mic in my hand,
Come for the laughs and the crazy reviews,
Always smart to hear different points of views,
So much exposure to different walks of life,
From top to bottom all the good, all the strife,
I try to rock mad style, stay for a while, make a bro smile,
Snap up suckas like a big ass crocodile....
 
Stoned like a Lemur, death kick you in your femur, I box like Maurits I'm stoned af but you'll be taking more hits something something blah blah blah... Wanted to say something about more tits after Maurits but I'm a married man.

Edit: I come here to post shit but I don't shit post. All the Mods' moms like a good spit roast...
 
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yo you put the Q in dukes city
yappin like the view
take you to west Mesa and dig deeply
catch you creepin on Juan tabo
scortch ya like the peppermint rhino
I'm cashme outside let's go
war with an apache mescalero
chicano pistolero
extendo blades in the sombrero
I'm the mere mero
new mexican pharoah
your chances are cero
*spreads cornmeal into the wind

May you have a safe journey through this life, and onto the spirit world..
 
She walked in like a rose, so I wrote a prose, and counted my blue belly jelly fish.
She was the dish and I all but consumed her...spirit.
Can you feel it?..she whispered in my ear.
I said yes ma'am I can and we ran...into the darkness....we kissed.

Body felt like pure mush, knees buckled and I fell over...her lips...damn she could kiss, and wish....I didn't know this.

She twisted, and I spun, for fun, for her.
The biddy to the basket looking for the beat to complete me.
Top top tippy, she was a cute hippy, and we've been rompin ever since day one.

I awaken... she's there, no longer flowers in her hair... she's bare.
I run my finger down her back to watch her shiver, I make her body quiver and shake as she me inner earthquakes...to take..with me as I go get us something to drink.

Upon my return we go at it again, and she is on another level I tell you.
We go until we crash again, and I love that she said she'd call her friend...when we woke up.

~SL
 
Hey everybody, did the news get around
About a guy named @Pliny Pete
Oh, Pete just flew into this town
And he's choppin' up all the women's meat

He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat

Pliny Pete's got a long sharp knife
He starts choppin' and don't know when to stop
All you fellows gotta watch your wifes
'Cause Pete don't care who's meat he chops

Ever since Pete flew into town
He's been havin' a ball
Just cuttin' and choppin' for miles around
Single women, married women, old maids and all

Wakes up in the morning, half past five
Chops from sunrise to sunset
I don't see how he stays alive
Meat's gonna be the death of ole Pete, yeah

The police put Pete in jail
Yes, he finally met his fate
But when they came to pay his bail
They found him choppin' on his cellmate

He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
He's hackin' and wackin' and smackin'
He just hacks, wacks, choppin' that meat
 
*spreads cornmeal into the wind

May you have a safe journey through this life, and onto the spirit world..
I realized after I posted it that the junt was spearmint rhino
in my defense I had left abq before I could legally go there

save your corn meal bro you gon needit
 
I once knew a boy named fedorgasm, that not only had an orgasm but went on a tourgasm and dropped some plasm....or was is plasmapheresis?

Who really knows what this is? Lol
So, brother Lemur... just how baked are you right now?
 
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