5 minutes of production went into this cheese, so I'd say this was pretty masterfully..... constructed.

Lyrics:

playin puzzles and dragons 
hoppin on the bandwagon
like the miami heat
tryna three peat 
but gotta beat
the pacers,fast as racers
miami be the chasers.

Splash they forgot about steph curry
he'll be in a hurry 
to shoot the three 
plus they got lee 
inside the paint

so many teams in the west
hard to tell whos the best
unless we judge them on how much rest
they recieve 
that'll be the spurs
everybody be a whur in what i be saying
but im just playin

puzzles and dragons 
i think im addicted
and partially conflicted
do i keep rerolling
but that game is so controlling
hours passing by
i just wanna cry, 

reminiscient of fantasy basketball
tryna beat em all
or bawl when i fall 
my team is masterfully constructed
makes me reluctant to focus on my homework

im out. 

Ethan Chee Raps.

5 mins of writing, and bam ethan is back for round 2. enjoy

Ethan Chee Raps 2.0: The Return

LYRICS: 

Monday night, eight o clock you asleep I can manage
Topping your raps to me is probably not a challenge 
Your rappin skills are mediocre so dont even try it
Everytime i hear you spit i get sick and start feeling the vomit

So ethan chee dont you come back along
Spitting some puzzles n dragons song
My rhymes are way sicker than Jordan’s flu
Please dont think ill go easy on you
Ive been up for way too many days
You been sleepin off on me anyway
You been goderating everyday 
You not true to this game anyway


E Chee, 466. Ragsy, you might just get hit by Muknasty
Ethan chee dont even try to come back boy you ain't even crafty
Rhyming aint easy but when I do it you sound like trash 
You Gon sit on the bench and fill water for players like SPLASHHHH
But the bun on your head fam, it aint doing much fam 
worst officer, glad I got to pie your face man
So stay in your lane damn
Behind your computer writing crappy raps
with a career as thin as a hologram
So get on your knees and bow with Ragsy man.
 all he does is post covers of hoodie damn
Ya’ll are tracks and and im the tram run you over like WOOH
You might just hit by Muknasty.

Hit by Mukna$ty

Lyrics:

I never messed with Mukund cuz that’s messed up
And if he messing with me that’s messing up.
If he dissing me, he got it coming. 
Drop another rap, second coming. 
Yo life bout to be on a downswing, 
They say Muknasty, I say Muk who?
Yeah we know this boy can sing, 
But when it comes to me and rap he’s number 2 , like woah

Always playing basketball too.
No d, you get scored on, plus 2
Mamba mentality, what a joke
Don’t pass the ball, stuck like glue
And that spoons win was just luck too
Only won cuz i encouraged you
Didn’t do half the immunities
How the hell did you even make it through?

No fashion game.
Grey joggers, burn that, big flame.
8 years going your hair still the same,
Life’s changing homie, you ain’t. 
Gone straight savage, war paint.
Miles ahead of you, no complaint
You know boy i ain't no saint, 
Take this L no complaint.

Dara Jovkar you next up
Talk too much smack need a checkup
I dropped 3 tracks, check my net sales
You just barely hanging on to my coattails

Yeah AP Gov I ain’t presidential.
But I got the power to reinventcha 
Yeah you barely made rap credentials
But the difference between us is exponential

It’s getting hot in here, 
Best save the drought with your sweat and tears.
Matter fact, your sweat’s enough.
Taking off your shirt boy you ain't buff.


You and all of your rich gadgets
Bidets, vacuums, heated pools while we at it.
No chorus, cuz there’s no commercial
This rhymes so fire, so there’s no rehearsal
Tryna start a feud, like you was Drake.
All I gotta say is role reversal like woah.

One more time for R@@ghav Minoch@,
Producing all tracks, quite the soldier
But I’m the talent, I’m the controlla
Gotta keep going, yeah this ain't over.

Always too nice, in the friendzone
Got the poodle look going, 
Throw this dog a bone
That line was by Muknasty,
Bad at rap at least he crafty.

Been driving me around since junior year
Number one butler right here
Matter fact that should be your new career
That’s a compliment you a good driver.
Making me a free rider.


Claiming you a risk taker,
unoriginal like HS Mixers
Above all an average filmmaker
Your hair your only icebreaker
Matter fact meet your maker.

Literally though, I dress you
If they compliment you, that’s me too
Same weight, same height, same sport too,
But guess who introduced you?

To the path you took to looking good
Charity work, call me Robin Hood.
Taking your talent to Cal bro?
No one knows how you get there though
That line was from Mama Chee
Guess you ain't part of this family.

This has gone on long enough for all of you
I'm a rainbow y'all just a single hue
I’m a pastor, y’all just sitting on the church pew.
At the top of the rap game what a view
Sorry I had to diss you,
All jokes even if it’s true.
All fun and games ima truly miss you what's up.

Beach Bonfire - echee466

Instrumental: Israel – Chance the Rapper, Noname

[Verse 1: sellyzar]
Real talk I ain’t ever had to struggle for much
Left hand on my silver spoon, right hand on clutch of a 
Spaceship headed to the top
Revelation gumdrop
Elevation can’t stop
I’m swimming in my element 
In academic hell again
Where worthiness is letter grade
Slant-eyed dreams seen better days
But that’s ok ‘cause life puts sugar in my lemonade
Ain’t that sweet?
My God, my God gave me food up on the table to eat
And a roof over my head, and my family and friends
Can’t thank em enough for what they already have done
Treat me like I’m a main character even though I ain’t one
Blessings on blessings pouring down on me like they ain’t stoppin
And they keep on goin’ 
They just keep on goin’

[Verse 2: rag$y]
And we keep on going
The prophecy's all-knowing
I'm feeling blind, in that seat, call me Stevie tryna fly that Boeing
It's not working 
I pull up, my nose broken 
Yeah, that's a plane joke
Swimming in the white, where's the egg yolk
My fire sparking, but I'm waiting for the real smoke.
I’m beating ‘round the bush, where the hell do I go
All I know is one foot in front the other
The ice is slick, but I got rubber
On my soles, beneath me and all around
Just striving for happiness while I’m still on the ground

[Verse 3: sellyzar]
On the ground, there’s no way else to go but up from rock bottom
Apologies, I’ve got ‘em
I’ve made mistakes and caught ‘em
But every now and then I slip up and fall
And nobody really cares at all
That’s how it goes, right? One foot in front the other
Eyes fixed fast on far off lies and deaf to the cries of a sister in need or a brother
I pick myself up, dust off my knees
Say a prayer in my head, and I then end it with please
And move on, quit waiting around and keeping my hopes up
When life gets me down, I always look up

[Verse 4: rag$y]
Eyes to the ceiling
My back glued straight to the bed
Inertia pretty much pronouncing me dead
This is my daily prison and I'm wishing it would leave my head 
But the fog keeps swirling and I'm out of it
And yet, the moon don’t stop
Lights not red,
Just like my mood,
The tide rolls in and out again
I need a friend to independently assume my role
Think my thoughts, maybe search my soul, whoa
Am I trippin? 
Am I trippin?
Is it real, this that I’m in?
Am I trippin?

rag$y

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