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So you wanna Blazer rap? not some ratatatat blow me crap? The time has come to see who can throw down without a frown and who can have fun without havin to pull a gun, cause we aint down with that shit. Save that gat for the dimwits on the sinkin ship. Us true Blazer fans are he to stay, we may play, but with a ferociousness I must say, its no holds barred, golden glove charred, on the bbq for a few of you, got a clue? so you better watch your step or you be the one to get shunned, punned, head down feelin bummed...YO!

Get set....
Go!
 
Okay, I must admit, that was a bit..better
Better butter it up a bit more, before I get bored
Tell ya what, since your stuck
Ill cum back, maybe on your back
and see if your crack has truly spoke something whack...

Or if your read is still some gradeschool crap...
 
One, two, three and to the fo'
Sly Poker Dog and HCP are at the do'
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up
(Cause you know we 'bout to rip shit up)
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble
North and South East Portland together, now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaaaabay!
Two loc'ed out G's so we're craaaaazay!
Lillard is the point guard that drains threeeeees!
 
Okay, I must admit, that was a bit..better
Better butter it up a bit more, before I get bored
Tell ya what, since your stuck
Ill cum back, maybe on your back
and see if your crack has truly spoke something whack...

Or if your read is still some gradeschool crap...
Grade school crap ain't as whack as the preschool shit you try and rap.
It ain't no thang to win that spit game against some kid that tickles an old mans wang dang.
I'll give you help cuz I feel for you preschool
So I'll tell you how to man up and be real cool
So ante up cuz I ain't free, don't try too hard or you get called for a T
 
Blazer fans unite.
In Rip City Rhapsody
TL; DR
 
I do not have the creative talent to rap, so I confess the entry submitted below was written by Buzz O'Words.

Also, this is a modern version of a very old rapping style which is almost a lost art. Enjoy the history lesson, before it was known as rapping, there was Cowboy Poetry.

Viagra and Beer

Too much Viagra and beer.
Too much Viagra and beer.
My wife was out of town,
I hit every club around.
Each time I'd hope to find
A horny woman here.

Country Bob's was the last club that was open.
Near blind drunk and horny, but I was still hopin'.
A pretty woman gave me a glance,
Smiled and said, "Nice pants.
Honey, I'm ridin' if you're ropin'."

A few hours later, I was in a Helluva mess
She's still ridin' hard and screamin', "God, this is the best!"
I was dizzy and light-headed. I had pains in my chest,
But she wouldn't stop long enough to call EMS.

When I came to, I was home in my own bed,
Next to my lovely wife; and this is what she said:
I picked you up at Country Bob's, my dear;
And there's gonna be some changes around here.

You were fantastic last night;
So, I only think its right
If I supplement your diet
With Viagra and beer."

Viagra and beer. Viagra and beer.
She treats me like a king,
Says I make her body sing;
So, I'm happy on my diet of Viagra and beer.
 
Blazers...you haters put away your tasers
You call me a Homer but y'all just fuckin' Gomers
Season...you know the players got a reason
Tanking for a rookie is the ultimate treason
River..man just a treading in the water
Stayin' all cool while the Gomers gettin' hotter
Trade em...we haven't seen a game they've played yet
Grass is always greener when the poster is a tweener
 
okay, no fame for any thang Ive read yet, but its the early bird here to speak the real word...

So you say my raps from preschool while sucking your thumb rubbin yer bumm cause the depends cant hold all the brown runs... so id repent
dont resent, no hate game, blame game, fake game just your number one A game.
All these old timers thinking thier history is the end all when its just that... the end yall!
time for some new times and some new rhymes with some quick dimes being dropped by the Straight Balla, our own Dame Dolla
Maybe, just maybe, if we got game baby, he might make a front, show us whats up and drop a line that makes us all drop the mic and say, whoooa... Ive had enough...You won!
 
So I heard Dame don't care bout the L Train, riding Duncan's coattails be hella lame.
Leaving the team that drafted you what a shame, goes to show u really don't trust yo game.

Wes money finally living up to his name, got a contract fo sho make him fame.
Mavs fans be prayin he don't go up in flames, Cuban be chillin wit billion bucks to drain.

RipCity RapCity
 
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They say pack your bags ya they mock and scorn.
But i take a ride with mags on a fuckin unicorn.
Some write off the season they even rank us last
But I have a reason to believe ya I got rainbows out the ass
So while your fan hood shrinks and waivers to and fro
Just remember sheedfan said bitch, we goin eighty two and 0.
Ya we lost lamarsha but we dont give a fuck
It's secretly a blessing because everything "L.A." sucks.
 
Rap beat gives me a headache all day
Put your poems to a guitar string and I’ll play.
Rap poetry sounds best with a bucket of beer,
Cowboy poetry is for us old folks that can no longer hear.

I once applied for a life on line,
Sadly however, I was declined.
Hello you happy pill,
Now Blazers we will spill.

This I must confess,
I will really miss Wes.
Rolo has a new home
Hope he packed his comb.

Neal is busy selling water to a well
And LaMarsha can go to hell.
Dame is rapping to improve his play
Orion Bailey is the man of the day.
 
So I heard Dame don't get care bout the L Train, riding Duncan's coattails be hella lame.
Leaving the team that drafted you what a shame, goes to show u really don't trust yo game.

Wes money finally living up to his name, got a contract fo sho make him fame.
Mavs fans be prayin he don't go up in flames, Cuban be chillin wit billion bucks to drain.

RipCity RapCity
Win
 
okay fools, with your text book rules
thinking rapping only belongs in a box

This roses are red, violets are Blue,
Love Me Do, Love Me Not sux cox...

See, you need a new style, shiiit....
you could learn something from 8mile, see...
walk the other side, surf the other tide, fly so high the words travel the skies...and feel the beat.
Now I'd like to address this so called mess everyone says my Blazers are in, sayin' were young and thin, not gonna win, just a buncha babies in the crib....and.. I ain't buyin' that shit.
cause see, i've moved around, i've traveled much ground, same skill set but humble and bound.
Sometimes it works sometimes it don't, but for most, change is dope.
So just cause your flash pan in history shows a glimpse of frivalry,
one must understand man can adapt to a change of plan.
Don't be so quick to judge, give these guys a chance to run and gun. Their young, could be fun and Olshey ain't dumb.
The roster isnt a box of rocks tossed on the court for some lotto stock.
Allen would never settle for a quitter, a half court shitter, so its time you turn that negativity around, enough with the damn frown. QUIT BEING SO BITTER!

Dame thrives as the underdog. He has fight that will carry them on. I predict these guys leanr quick and before you know it, win win win!!!!
 
To an old man this rappin' be shit
Hopin' soon we be done wid it
This SC2 site be for basketball bidness
So help me God he be my witness
Rappin' rhymes with crappin'
It's all mental fappin'
So let's flush this thread right down the crapper
And quit pretending a white boy be a rapper

To the young man flappin his trap
Hopin’ soon you realize where it’s at
And glad the SC2 site got into this act

Cowboy poetry and rappin be the same
Except the rappin beat is less tame
To think otherwise is just lame.

First the black rappers imitated the white cowboys
Now you say white rappers are pretending to be black choirboys
The truth is, all of us black and white boys are just trying to be girl toys.
 
To the young man flappin his trap
Hopin’ soon you realize where it’s at
And glad the SC2 site got into this act

Cowboy poetry and rappin be the same
Except the rappin beat is less tame
To think otherwise is just lame.

First the black rappers imitated the white cowboys
Now you say white rappers are pretending to be black choirboys
The truth is, all of us black and white boys are just trying to be girl toys.
:smiley-195517897341
 
Steps in and snatches the mic

When I step on the court I'm the go to guy
And if you didn't know Imma show you why
I spin like Michael Jackson when I blow right by
After I take two steps then you know who flies
Over your center and your power forward posterized
Is how they end up, bent up, slow to rise. No two guys
can stop me. 4 or 5 with hopeful eyes
Watch me it's no surprise. I'm s'posed to sky
over the competition. Hittin' J after J and I'm not missin'.
On fire you know that I got ignition.
Unconscious ain't no helpin' my condition.
Ain't no stoppin' this when, I'm comin' through the lane
cause my crossovers breakin' down the opposition
And when I'm not scoring I'm assistin'
No look alley oops when I be dishin'

Pass it to me at the top of the key
Even if you played D I'll be poppin' a 3
You hack me and the act it's not shockin' to see
It's a 4 point play cause I'm droppin' what's Free.

Drops Mic...
 
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Steps in and snatches the mic

When I step on the court I'm the go to guy
And if you didn't know Imma show you why
I spin like Michael Jackson when I blow right by
After I take two steps then you know who flies
Over your center and your power forward posterized
Is how they end up, bent up, slow to rise. No two guys
can stop me. 4 or 5 with hopeful eyes
Watch me it's no surprise. I'm s'posed to sky
over the competition. Hittin' J after J and I'm not missin'.
On fire you know that I got ignition.
Unconscious ain't no helpin' my condition.
Ain't no stoppin' this when, I'm comin' through the lane
cause my crossovers breakin' down the opposition
And when I'm not scoring I'm assistin'
No look alley oops when I be dishin'

Pass it to me at the top of the key
Even if you played D I'll be poppin' a 3
You hack me and the act it's not shockin' to see
It's a 4 point play cause I'm droppin' what's Free.

Drops Mic...

Damn D, that was tight!
 
Most of these wack rhymes bring a new meaning to the term Flow Offense.

I was waiting for the Rappin' Referee to chime in, and I wasn't disappointed but the rest of you guys...
 
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Steps in and snatches the mic

When I step on the court I'm the go to guy
And if you didn't know Imma show you why
I spin like Michael Jackson when I blow right by
After I take two steps then you know who flies
Over your center and your power forward posterized
Is how they end up, bent up, slow to rise. No two guys
can stop me. 4 or 5 with hopeful eyes
Watch me it's no surprise. I'm s'posed to sky
over the competition. Hittin' J after J and I'm not missin'.
On fire you know that I got ignition.
Unconscious ain't no helpin' my condition.
Ain't no stoppin' this when, I'm comin' through the lane
cause my crossovers breakin' down the opposition
And when I'm not scoring I'm assistin'
No look alley oops when I be dishin'

Pass it to me at the top of the key
Even if you played D I'll be poppin' a 3
You hack me and the act it's not shockin' to see
It's a 4 point play cause I'm droppin' what's Free.

Drops Mic...
And i was just going to complain about white guys only rhyming the last word of a line and having no flow.
 
Steps in and snatches the mic

When I step on the court I'm the go to guy
And if you didn't know Imma show you why
I spin like Michael Jackson when I blow right by
After I take two steps then you know who flies
Over your center and your power forward posterized
Is how they end up, bent up, slow to rise. No two guys
can stop me. 4 or 5 with hopeful eyes
Watch me it's no surprise. I'm s'posed to sky
over the competition. Hittin' J after J and I'm not missin'.
On fire you know that I got ignition.
Unconscious ain't no helpin' my condition.
Ain't no stoppin' this when, I'm comin' through the lane
cause my crossovers breakin' down the opposition
And when I'm not scoring I'm assistin'
No look alley oops when I be dishin'

Pass it to me at the top of the key
Even if you played D I'll be poppin' a 3
You hack me and the act it's not shockin' to see
It's a 4 point play cause I'm droppin' what's Free.

Drops Mic...

WordS :koolaid:!!! We get more rhymes like this... & we'll have to call this place "RApcitytOO!:breakdance:
 
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Most of these wack rhymes bring a new meaning to the term Flow Offense.

I was waiting for the Rappin' Referee to chime in, and I wasn't disappointed but the rest of you guys...
I'm on vacation at the moment. Just wait..
 

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