Sunday, January 24, 2010

You ain't my Friend.

-Fuck you, somehow you pisses me off, you're like that hypocrite in white armour who rides a horse.
I think I know the problem, you're just a fucker who likes to add fuel onto fires to maximize the problem.
Fucker like you doesn't deserve to have me to talk to you, if I did Imma have you kill,
wit my style and bury you on the hill, and have a party grill, over at you funeral and eat to my fill.

-I won't talk nor stare at you when I saw you outside, don't ever come to northside, I won't have you recognized.
'Cause even you do I won't acknowledge you as my friend for we will be meeting each others at school for only two years,
don't tell me you didn't hear that, you got two ears.
Are they deaf? Oh you can't even listen to your on breath.
This rhymes are more then enough to bury you in to a deep sleep, don't sneak out of your sleep 'cause you carries a disease,
that would get every one sick.
You might be able to socialize more then I do, but I have more brothers and sisters then you do.
You may have more papers and girls then I have but I talk more of respects and brotherhood, more then the population on your hood, You're just some dude who are racist wearing a hood, walking on the streets afraid of other skins to have you hooked,
on the beam labeling you as a racist fool.

-I only make friends who won't stack more problems on me, but I won't tell it in your face 'cause I'm scared that you would pee, on your pants like a child who couldn't have a normal wee.
You shake your knees when you saw me outside having more fun wit other friends then wit you, don't worry, after have all these said I won't find you.
Even if I'm ever in to some deep shits, as I'm a healthy man who are able to fits, in to all kind of situation unless it gets all so childish.
You are just some bitch who tries to get friends but I'm hard to crack, harder then those dudes that you had hacked,
I ain't no easy bastard for you and you better get your resolution wised up before I had you whacked.

-Now all you can do to win me is to battle me or diss more on me, but that will get me to diss even more then the number of
days you can see me.
When shits happens I don't wanna do a part of it, 'cause I'd told you, you ain't my friend just my stepping stones, who will be gone, for all eternity like Holmes, but you ain't anything like Sherlock Holmes.
Don't worry this diss ain't to any of my dudes of my Secondary School, just a guy from the Tertiary School.




mrZhi™ aka theEmcee™ Original works.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

-Fuck it, it's Tuesday again.
The only day of the week that would make my heart rain.
'Cause my mind was hit wit a cane
on one of the normal Tuesday for all of you people out there.
I can't do nor think things straight always wonder was everything okay
to me 'cause there ain't no more peeps to help me while I'm stacking the hay.
This hay are stacking as so is my problems on this very day of the week.
My conscience of me having chilling shouldn't have a tweak
as it represent of the trust on myself have snap on every second day of the week.

-Forgotting everything including humour sense.
Which is pretty important to me like every single cents
that my father worked hard for hence
this is how I snapped when I know that my senses have break up like smokes from the incense.
Not wanting this to happen any longer, Tuesday is the day I should break up wit all my friends
including myself and to only be emotional the whole day counting every seconds
till it's over till it's Wednesday.

-Everyday.
I don't really look forward to Tuesday.
'Cause it's the only day
that would screw up my whole reputation and say
After that I think not even my girl will be there for me as 'cause for me it's the worst day.
And hey.
I don't blame anyone on this very day
only blames myself and leave me alone when I'm emoing okay?
When it's all over I can crack jokes and sick wit you but don't ask me about what happen the other day.
And I don't need fake concerns and sympthaties.
Oh wait maybe I need some sympthaty as I'm a failure who always get tease.
Even food like cheese
laugh at me and geeze
dudes even laugh at me while having have to piss.
Now I'm too much of a failure that my rhymes are even getting away wit a kiss.
And now I still have the cheeks
to continue rhyming but yo all can end me wit a kiss....
Good Bye.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Plans from CMS class.

1. 25th January 2010. Learning Journey @ Singapore Discovery Centre.
(Actually wanted to go but.... As soon as I heard need to go back College East to continue wit afternoon lesson... No thank you~)

2. 3-5th February 2010. NCT Camp ( Aiya CFM skip de lar. Sucky)

3.12th March 2010. Drama Performance? BreakOut at the Esplanade!. (Free de leh, 56% feel like going leh -.-)

All of the Abv is FOC? If not, the more I shouldn't attend. LOL.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Remembering on the day, 13th of January, Wednesday.
Was standing outside WGS school gate wanna find trouble... Joking~.
Went there to actually wanna meet my ol' classmates, friends and dis some teacher o.O.
But new system, alumni needa make appointment to enter the school premises -.-
So... bored. Went there wit Nazim, my man, reached the gate and found out that new system. We waited outside the gate for our friends to come out.
Soon, found samson and gang and joined them to Foodcourt and accompany eat their lunch. A bunch of Sec4 kids wanna tio me... C'mon. lame siol.
Anyway, after their lunch I meet up wit Nazim once again and waited at the street soccer court just beside the school, till 4pm. Then accompany Sam and gang to CWP and did some slacking?
And after that Hh and me went to Sam house to slack awhile, play SA there while Sam is Emo-ing wit his newly bought Digital Piano. ^.^
Oh nothing happens and we went home. Lol.

On 15th of January, Friday, just yesterday. Went to BLK 369/368 actually it's the same lol. To play Basketball. I didn't play much 'cause WGS 5 school team members is crashing the court? hahas.
After that, finally got my ear pierced. Huat Arh!!!
And MC bought earrings/studs till over SGD$30. LOL.
After that on the way home. KiiD called, ask me to go over his work site to ball.
Still got my style but losing my scores....

Okay. That all. Didn't rhyme on this post 'cause... no feel. hahas.

Signed : mrZhi™

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

-Hahas, ITE life is so slacking.
Till I wanna fucking,
hack into everybody's mind to know what are their thoughts while we're all slacking.
I bet no one have anything to do during school and break hours.
Otherwise they won't be smoking for the chorus.
Everything we heard will be coarse,
'coz I don't know but all I found is that we're able to talk freely like a galloping horse.

-Now, every motha' fuckers here is here to be bored.
Cursing the board,
on why our hours of lessons is so fucking long, teach ought,
to shorten our miserly and let us get caught!
Wit our own life.
The campus is a hive.
For people to slack in hide.
Hide from the sunlight.
And stay in the cooling rooms and get lectures all day long just to get away from the light!

-I am bored, so now I'm rhyming to do something interesting.
While everybody's holding their things.
Stunt, just to listen to my free rhyme.
What just flew pass me! It's the American Hind!
It's here to stop my rhyming.
To stop my liberty to rhyme freely, now I should be climbing.
Up to the roof wit a missile.
To take down that hisser!

-When I rhyme please don't pissed in your own pants.
Take your pens and write down every Motha' Fucking dis I rap wit a pen!
So you can sue me for it, and get a can.. of nuts!

-Haha, no offence people. Love this style.

Monday, January 4, 2010

My Style.

- My style is to Dis.
You are to get piss.
For there will be no peace,
'cause I'm gonna kiss,
your girlfriend on her cheeks.
Wit my lips!

- Yo.
Death is the only option you have since your gonna live a living hell.
The only way to express your feelings is to yell,
out the pain that you are suffering!
While your possessions is mine for the taking!
Wit all mean.
Hate me!
I'll be glad to feel that, you are hating!
everything that you once love, don't worry I'm not so heartless to take everything,
from you, so here's your loaf. Dick!

- Before I thought the fuel needed to win ain't no anger but wit the heart to protect every precious things to me!
But after you showed up, anger is everything to me!
To win every motha' fucking battles that you challenged.
Intentionally or incidentally I'll be a Legend.
For I am able to clean a trash,
like you and burn u into ash
and make my account full of cash
after your death!

- Every motha' fucking sins that you had done aren't known to others.
I ain't gonna reveal it to anyone chill,
but to your girl! And I'll let her be the one to do the burial, on the hill!
(haha)
And after that she is mine... TO PEEL!

- Owned you. Motha' fucker.

Lame! no life day LOL.
maybe 'cause haven found any friends yet ba....
Miss Woodgrove Secondary le!
OMG is that a new Sec 1 I saw on the BUS!?
CHIOBU!!!! T.T