Secor's "keep every rhyme" Notebook

im a SA-VAAAAAAAAGE
dont give a fuck bout what you sayin
cuz me n my niggas come thru with the toolies n we sprayin
at ya CA-BAAAAAAAAAGE
if that sentence spillin from ya lips
is cattle oriented the last thing that youll hear is a click
causin DA-MAAAAAAAAGE
to ya cranial ya brainial
ya fam'll find you dead n in their hearts theyll feel a hurting
lump of SAD-NEEEEEEESS
n then i'll blow that lump right outta their chests
n say i was preventin cardiac arrest yes
im a SA-VAAAAAAAAGE

keep dream on

that'll be the chorus if i ever do actually write a verse for that track, but i doubt it, thats why its secor's "keep every rhyme" notebook, i put the ones that are in between horrible and good here

lets make it a math problem

Code:

horrible<rhymes in this thread> good

ok heres another one

check it, i was voted least likely to break a record
guess they was right, still aint broke one, but i'll break ya neckercheif
im like the excorcist, im the nutty chief
chief bud hes a bum, he aint the one who run the street
cant even run his life n he need a gun to fight
take pics like a puss like "yo aint the sun a sight?"
makin fun of me while theyre makin fun of nights
i make fun of the G's so they reachin for the knife
another thunder strife composed of lightning quick strikes
i'll ride on you dudes, have u under this bike
i wonder which cat; where that wonder bitch at?
im the father n the mother, give the son a bitch smack

you baller players could get how u get it
i live it how i live it n i'll live it til im deaded
notes the grocery lists the pads u should check it
i check it off the list n yo ass will regret it
-yo, check the masses reflectin
a doc should put my arms in a cast cuz im wreckin
crews the mic choose to divide in a second
lose the fight too u will ride in the section...
8; the mic great, grapes i bite plates
state the hype straight, pace the lightweights
i might take a fight straight to a light place
so yo ass get disgraced passed off as a lame
-if its a game then im winnin every round
every match theres a catch u can not put it down
like i do, but u could put the mic on the ground
lemme spit that, the crowd gettin hype off the sound

like butter, light butter
like butter, light butter
like butter, light butter
like butter, light butter

see im smooth like light butter, crews like stripes cut up
dudes like lights shutter, abuse the mic, shut up
this violence aint domestic yo its open like screen doors
i seen more women take the role in that scene more
than rappers, might as well be the actor in scene IV
you idaho potatos could get mashed in like g4's
cuz i get it mashin n the passion is real see
i flow in like the notion that i pass into real seas
8 bars in n its gold dead ass
i'll make stars spin when the dough get cashed
now we past the tenth n what u wanna do?
ur man is a pimp put u on the corner too
strike twelfth like gramps clocks or belts when hands cock
the feelin was electric zero hour ya mans shocked
-i rocked the crowd into the fourteenth "2"
his sixteens, shits beam force green blue

Damn...sometimes I don't understand the word you say.
Unfortunately, I can't translate some stuff I wrote back at your age.

^sorry, cant help it