Post your Wastes-themed Rap niggas.

[Composite 4]

We got c4 on top, he says anything your head goes pop pop, he's the top top. While your swag goes flippity flop he stops crowds. Next we got zil, he's kinda ill, keeps shit real, trait reboot, registration dispute? Don't stress, Zil knows how to deal. We got hench and cp, niggas is trippy, one reppin jihad other steppin incessantly in the incest that be freaking niggas out. What's to say about OP, cause I know you down with OP, dope he be to the T. All the niggas I left out I don't have shit to rhyme with, not to be a slime with, you, just telling you the truth.

SWAGGGGGG.

[Zilabus]

Composite? Step back it's time to get to rompin-shit. Acts like he's quarterbackin' and when it comes down to it he ain't droppin-it, got more critisizm then a normal man knows what do with there's no stoppin-it, next we move on to the mods they collectively lockin-shit, huntin' down spam and then blockin'-it, first up is Munk and he's the one rockin'-this, puttin' in extra hours pullin' RP's and clockin'-it, Run's more of an enforcer then a man with a Glock-N-clip,

and watch you head son 'cause our setting is the a-poc-a-lypse, and keep an eye on your oponent's signature to learn about his Stocks-n-grips, or maybe he's got a follower with a shield blockin'-shit, could be a decayin' ghoul like Goy or Hagan true meanin' of a chalk-y-lip, or a AGI character uh-oh Shawna better watch-'er-quick, and in the wastes we got plenty o' addicts whether it's scotch-or-zips, and we diverse in other ways check the crotch-or-nips, even got some thiefs make sure to lock-your-shit, look even deeper and you'll see tribals who bang rocks-for-kicks, raider types look left and right they might clock-your-kids, their cousin's the cannibals try to keep their kitchen's stocked-with-kids, lotta depressed character's on the edge of cut-n-wrists,

Got a lotta members From ovalteenpatrol to twen-ty-fists, throw in Golgotha, Ronto, Lucy, Victor an' Steel an you got a lot-a-kids, and and if you're playin' Ash Ketchum then CP and Hench step in as Brock-an-Mist, after all that you finally got-the-gist? If not click on your browser and block-it-then, for now I'll stop-an-then,

get all the other stuff on the forum.

Man, my swag makes everyone elses swag look like a tremble. Zilaboss Fresstyle best played to instrumental of Simon Says - Pharoah Monche.

[Composite 4]

No one to mourn him, no one to scorn me, no one torn about it one bit, when I bury that Zil, in an unmarked grave, top of a hill just like the courier, that's the story here. Let me break it down, with this quick rhyme, won't waste your time. C4 is the dime, break your girls HYM-IN with just one look. Think that article is good? Let me check that shit, wreck that shit, be like "C4 said fix that shit". Nitpick? Nah man, he suggests a quick fix. Do as he says or C4 goes tick tick, then you know it's time to clear up before you blow up, nigga, I just tore you up.

[Cewebwalz]

yo CEWEB'S is in the house and he be rappin' harder then mickey mouse and you best get ready to douse the flame because a sand-nigga's bout to rip up them dames cause I be gettin' that critical acclaim while the FCC be proclarin' me to be too profane for this rap game and y'all know it's just because CP's the one they be trying to tame, trying to maim, just cause he's the one that all them new nigga's disdain. How many young money mothah fucka's be callin' YOU out while you tryin' to deal with YO clout that you only got because ya' fucked their sistah after destroyin' them in a rap bout.

(I be doing some IC shit next yo)

[Golgotha]

Why oi tink it's bes' if oi com' in wi' an Irish diddy teh blow yer yank brains awee. God damn it Run you better have a jig in response ter this.

[G] Intro

On the fourth of May twenty one seventy six,
We were raiding round streets of Kileen,

We were running away, looting all th' long day,
Had one million tankards of roseee beer.

The bastards from Bucket-Town, they were hollering around,
all as drunk as the eye could seeeee,

Then a man by name of Jay, tried to shoot them all away,
and thus began the fight for the day.

Chorus

There was Lidie around, blasting all that she found,
swigging whiskey and causing dismay...

Then old Jesse was found, raping slags look'd like hounds,
Makin' 'em all scream whileee they raaan awayyy.

We saw Clobberin' Cain return'd from the banks of New Maine,
With six hundred hides in each hand,

So you here my decree, I swear the truth comes from me,
thus begannnnn the fight for the day...

[G] Second Verse

So they march'd all of May, screaming all the damn way,
Firin' at all they could find or see...

Up to Bucket-Town they came, ripe for the pickin' they'd say,
And so began the fight for the dayyyy.

They were joined by the crew, Goy he helped them out too,
Even, 'lil Lucy was somewhere you'll find,

Lidie slung a bomb, all of a sudden t'was on,
And the villagers swarmed with no hoorayyyyy.

Chorus

There was Lidie around, blasting all that she found,
swigging whiskey and causing dismay...

Then old Jesse was found, raping slags look'd like hounds,
Makin' 'em all scream whileee they raaan awayyy.

We saw Clobberin' Cain return'd from the banks of New Maine,
With six hundred hides in each hand,

So you here my decree, I swear the truth comes from me,
thus begannnnn the fight for the day...

[G] Third Verse

Thing went right down South, Jesse got shot in the mouth,
And Lidie fell through a hole in th' floorrrr.

Old Cain felt the pain, clubbed down to his dismay,
That bastard Trapper had rained down lead,

Amos was found, lying face down on the ground,
Bleeding out through a wound in his neck.

So I turned and ran away, twenty miles in one day,
And thus was the end of bastards from May.

Chorus

There was Lidie around, blasting all that she found,
swigging whiskey and causing dismay...

Then old Jesse was found, raping slags look'd like hounds,
Makin' 'em all scream whileee they raaan awayyy.

We saw Clobberin' Cain return'd from the banks of New Maine,
With six hundred hides in each hand,

So you here my decree, I swear the truth comes from me,
thus begannnnn the fight for the day...