• In Memory of Rebarcock.

    As we navigate life without Pat 'Rebarcock.' Flood, who passed on Sept 21, 2025, we continue to remember the profound impact he had on our community. His support was a cornerstone for our forum. We encourage you to visit the memorial thread to share your memories and condolences. In honor of Pat’s love for storytelling, please contribute to his ‘Rebarcock tells a story’ thread. Your stories will help keep his spirit alive among us.

I just dont, really care...

What anyone of U thinks.

Legendary Super Upbeat Old School Gangster Boom-Bap Low-Fi Chill type Banger with clean clear crisp male vocals
https://suno.com/s/rsgqzyhvlrTLlqUr
https://suno.com/s/E4hHsrK5UBTkCzj0
[Intro]
What happened to life?
How the fuck did we land stranded back-ass-wards in the middle of sum back woods?!
Guess truthfully speaking, the truth'll out & tell it...
How reality really is, which is...

[V1]
Sum times eye want to listen to old school cuts like
Lodi Dodi by Snoop-De-Go-Double-Gee or Angel by Shaggy
And or sum No-Limit, True Soldiers & then I'm like
Aren't they all just a bunch of convicted felons like Trump?!
Or are they just more probation con-artists?
Like Marshall, just wanna know if he's ever really done more than 24 hours behind bars?
Afraid of Fiff? Now that's sum funny as fuck shit!
Fuck-shit-narratives where Fuck-Nukas be like
Better watch out for gangsters like Forty Glock and King Krunk and I'm like
Shit, their all just as dependable-expendable as Scar-Face!
Last time we had a real track to run hoes-on!
Was White America & then this nuka went & fell the fuck off!
The fuck Uncle Sam circuit & had a fully transitioned Let's-be-Ian's meltdown up in that parking garage!
Ain't a Nan-one of these subverted & duped Emcee's really bout Gun'n-Run'n It all the fuck the way up-on Uncle Sam!
Well except for...

[Hook]
This is No Recs, Notorious Outlaw!
Rrrr-wreck-cords!
Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr!
And no, I ain't ever been afraid of!
Or duped by any gangster in-ah suit or fit!
You can all get hit just like Two Pack!
B. I. G., Nipsy, and Mack-as-in-Mack-Fuck'n-Dre did!
And just shot in all yo backs! Hahaha!
Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang!

[V2]
Shit-all these fuck-all rappers get on-grab'n mics talk'n sum really cray-cray Loki-like-type shit!
But then get dis-positioned by Elliot Ness-Jay Edgar Hoover types in suits!
And instantly gets to have'n harder break downs than sum Karen clown!
Now their all just clowns & clowned by the rest of the world!
How the fuck are we supposed to really & truly supposed to trust-respect & support the same assholes!
Who not only destroyed several generations but now also want us to pay homage?!
Oh they must mean by homicide, cuz that's what they all deserve!
And you can look at this cut like you just found six-nine, face down ass up with a lotion bottle permanently stuck up his butt-ass-Rectum!
Red flagged white flag truces that read, we miss you Diddy!
The duping of a century & I'm m just supposed to be terrified and or afraid?!
Shit, not ever-ore-even Uncle Sam & Izzy & all their financial-social & credit disenfranchisements of me, got me!
I got me, either at the hands of sum demonically possessed man!
Who truly believes he's the Devil incarnate!
And just wants to send hot lead, at a crack shot hot head!
I'm already dead, so what's there to actually fear from the next Dee-man-demon?!
But nothing but absolute dog-meat-dog-shit-really?!

[Hook]

[V3]
Whats any one of my bars ever mattered if I've never believed that Slim ran up on sum one with an empty air soft pistol?!
Let alone actually ran out at a video shoot scream'n Fuck Suge Knight!
What's with all these I'ma tough guy persona's?!
All just to cop out for probation and being able to be image stage slaves!
Whilst the rest of us open air prison plantation slave hands!
Have to just keep on slave'n on?!
Afraid of reptiles in suits & gangsters who can't add two plus two!
Unless it's in the form of green backs & shells?!
I've come to velvet all the veta outa these grin & bare it cheese it's!
And I don't give a got damn which man does or Doesn't like it!
I was dis-allusioned long ago, so no!
Won't no smoke'n pist pole ever show me the truths like the Gods did & have!
Like when God ripped open & peeled back my wig & slipped the Goddess in!
Now all these lips do is, kiss the shattered dome okay Stan Lee?!
You can all get kissed up side yo domes with this deadly as fuck mouth piece!
But to fully answer all yo punk-puke-pathetic-piss-ant questions about just who & the fuck is No Recs!
I'm locked and loaded for when the shit show explodes, not for when sum Jew comes and says hey man let's do a show!
Fuck-outa-here-you-fuck-boy like sheep'le-lames!

[Refain]
 
Oops
Legendary Super Upbeat 80s Hip-hop verses 90s Hip-hop Record Scratch Anthem type Banger with clean clear crisp male vocals
https://suno.com/s/cSmrPsQ2wjmiDRhZ
[Intro, 80s Hip-hop vs 90s Hip-hop record scratch]

[Bridge]
I might as well, gone & tell you who I am!
No Recs, Notorious Outlaw, man!
Extra-Extra-Extraordinair-Really, Nerrelly-Ian!

[Hook]
Say hey listen, I don't really give two shits who you is!
A pig with a badge & gun!
Or just another gangster on the run!
Two foot & just knee high, midgets!
Or eighty foot tall Yeti's-mate!
We can all go Primal & get all ape-shit in this bix!
Be twenty eight days after for me then!
So skinny it's made me, moe ruthless than!
Run'n up on Unc-Sam & just knock'n Em clean the fuck out cold, man!

[V1]
Any man rep'n super man is just another Jah ooh-ish prick with such a small man's complex & dick
That the apex of a preditor is all the denonimator a demon needs to impede this Legacy
A type of jealousy, not even Zeus wants to see
Like when eye just use my triggers
For all the two-shays & close shaves
I've come full circle-around & the rounds just keep come'n & come'n round after round
Buck thirty at best, however Death is
My ultimately & best fren-nah-mean
Try me, all I wanna do is piss off
Uncle Sam & Izzy so got damn bad
That they call upon sum scum bag
To try & Don-me a toe-tag!

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[V2]
Shook, crooked cooked gooses just needle dick neck
Each & every one ah-my bars as if eye just
War'sh'd their mouths out, deadly
Like spit'n poetry's fiery-ice, beats laced
Like take'n pace between nine teen eighty three & nine teen ninety three
And being dis-placed between two thousand & three & twenty-twenty-three
All it's ever done is, help teach-learn me
How to load up & site for if & when we ever really & truly gets to spit'n earth-man bars
All man'll be at my throat quicker than when eye Used to
Ram it down bitches neck, sort of just like
When all man, ducks & dodges acknowledging Milly-Vanilly lip syncing any one of these hard as fuck bars
Well when they hit, Repeat!
Hahaha keep choke'n on-em, you rat-bastards!

[Bridge]

[V3]
Now for those who don't-ain't ever known
No Recs has been, Proudly producing for 25 years
From having a five thousand track personally produced arc-I've
Three-Kay of which are publicly posted
To having a three thousand track, ayy-eye-arc-I've
Just know, eye ain't ever needed Ayy-eye
Just a mic, laptop or desktop & this incredible thing-called, Audacity
And it all shows in just the arc-I've
That I'd of already been-done-topped the charts with
And this other worldly prow-wress presses & flexes on the Dome & not a small ass man's dime size ass Dome
Now if no one minds, I'm fit'n two, finna
Hit up a sigh-low & just let it all go like an Algo
Rhythm-ing all my victories like an Anthem from another dimension!

[Refrain]
 
Oops
Legendary Super Upbeat 80s Hip-hop verses 90s Hip-hop Record Scratch Anthem type Banger with clean clear crisp male vocals
https://suno.com/s/cSmrPsQ2wjmiDRhZ
[Intro, 80s Hip-hop vs 90s Hip-hop record scratch]

[Bridge]
I might as well, gone & tell you who I am!
No Recs, Notorious Outlaw, man!
Extra-Extra-Extraordinair-Really, Nerrelly-Ian!

[Hook]
Say hey listen, I don't really give two shits who you is!
A pig with a badge & gun!
Or just another gangster on the run!
Two foot & just knee high, midgets!
Or eighty foot tall Yeti's-mate!
We can all go Primal & get all ape-shit in this bix!
Be twenty eight days after for me then!
So skinny it's made me, moe ruthless than!
Run'n up on Unc-Sam & just knock'n Em clean the fuck out cold, man!

[V1]
Any man rep'n super man is just another Jah ooh-ish prick with such a small man's complex & dick
That the apex of a preditor is all the denonimator a demon needs to impede this Legacy
A type of jealousy, not even Zeus wants to see
Like when eye just use my triggers
For all the two-shays & close shaves
I've come full circle-around & the rounds just keep come'n & come'n round after round
Buck thirty at best, however Death is
My ultimately & best fren-nah-mean
Try me, all I wanna do is piss off
Uncle Sam & Izzy so got damn bad
That they call upon sum scum bag
To try & Don-me a toe-tag!

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[V2]
Shook, crooked cooked gooses just needle dick neck
Each & every one ah-my bars as if eye just
War'sh'd their mouths out, deadly
Like spit'n poetry's fiery-ice, beats laced
Like take'n pace between nine teen eighty three & nine teen ninety three
And being dis-placed between two thousand & three & twenty-twenty-three
All it's ever done is, help teach-learn me
How to load up & site for if & when we ever really & truly gets to spit'n earth-man bars
All man'll be at my throat quicker than when eye Used to
Ram it down bitches neck, sort of just like
When all man, ducks & dodges acknowledging Milly-Vanilly lip syncing any one of these hard as fuck bars
Well when they hit, Repeat!
Hahaha keep choke'n on-em, you rat-bastards!

[Bridge]

[V3]
Now for those who don't-ain't ever known
No Recs has been, Proudly producing for 25 years
From having a five thousand track personally produced arc-I've
Three-Kay of which are publicly posted
To having a three thousand track, ayy-eye-arc-I've
Just know, eye ain't ever needed Ayy-eye
Just a mic, laptop or desktop & this incredible thing-called, Audacity
And it all shows in just the arc-I've
That I'd of already been-done-topped the charts with
And this other worldly prow-wress presses & flexes on the Dome & not a small ass man's dime size ass Dome
Now if no one minds, I'm fit'n two, finna
Hit up a sigh-low & just let it all go like an Algo
Rhythm-ing all my victories like an Anthem from another dimension!

[Refrain]
pedos say what?
 
🤓
[Intro, 80s Hip-hop vs 90s Hip-hop record scratch]

[Bridge]
I might as well, gone & tell you who I am!
No Recs, Notorious Outlaw, man!
Extra-Extra-Extraordinair-Really, Nerrelly-Ian!

[Hook]
Say hey listen, I don't really give two shits who you is!
A pig with a badge & gun!
Or just another gangster on the run!
Two foot & just knee high, midgets!
Or eighty foot tall Yeti's-mate!
We can all go Primal & get all ape-shit in this bix!
Be twenty eight days after for me then!
So skinny it's made me, moe ruthless than!
Run'n up on Unc-Sam & just knock'n Em clean the fuck out cold, man!

[V1]
Any man rep'n super man is just another Jah ooh-ish prick with such a small man's complex & dick
That the apex of a preditor is all the denonimator a demon needs to impede this Legacy
A type of jealousy, not even Zeus wants to see
Like when eye just use my triggers
For all the two-shays & close shaves
I've come full circle-around & the rounds just keep come'n & come'n round after round
Buck thirty at best, however Death is
My ultimately & best fren-nah-mean
Try me, all I wanna do is piss off
Uncle Sam & Izzy so got damn bad
That they call upon sum scum bag
To try & Don-me a toe-tag!

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[V2]
Shook, crooked cooked gooses just needle dick neck
Each & every one ah-my bars as if eye just
War'sh'd their mouths out, deadly
Like spit'n poetry's fiery-ice, beats laced
Like take'n pace between nine teen eighty three & nine teen ninety three
And being dis-placed between two thousand & three & twenty-twenty-three
All it's ever done is, help teach-learn me
How to load up & site for if & when we ever really & truly gets to spit'n earth-man bars
All man'll be at my throat quicker than when eye Used to
Ram it down bitches neck, sort of just like
When all man, ducks & dodges acknowledging Milly-Vanilly lip syncing any one of these hard as fuck bars
Well when they hit, Repeat!
Hahaha keep choke'n on-em, you rat-bastards!

[Bridge]

[V3]
Now for those who don't-ain't ever known
No Recs has been, Proudly producing for 25 years
From having a five thousand track personally produced arc-I've
Three-Kay of which are publicly posted
To having a three thousand track, ayy-eye-arc-I've
Just know, eye ain't ever needed Ayy-eye
Just a mic, laptop or desktop & this incredible thing-called, Audacity
And it all shows in just the arc-I've
That I'd of already been-done-topped the charts with
And this other worldly prow-wress presses & flexes on the Dome & not a small ass man's dime size ass Dome
Now if no one minds, I'm fit'n two, finna
Hit up a sigh-low & just let it all go like an Algo
Rhythm-ing all my victories like an Anthem from another dimension!

[Refrain]
 
rut roe
Legendary Super Upbeat 50s Soul and Hip-hop type Banger with clean clear crisp male vocals & surprise me
https://suno.com/s/NdTNUUYzUKeDUWXu
https://suno.com/s/FLcHBhmXqaRd2mQa
[Intro, Somber radio announcement]
Now for those who don't-ain't ever known
After twenty-five years of personally producing, learning & Re-learning what it is to be Not just an Emcee but a writer & producer to being stuck generating a whole new arc-I've-via-ay-eye
We are very pleased to announce that we can finally introduce The most prolifically one of a kind & purest adaptations of self expression So without further ah-due...

[Bridge x5]
Introducing...

[Hook x3]
No Recs! Lefty Slim! BANG-BANG!
Eye-Wax-Zoo-Boy-Nine-Hundred!
Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr!
Rah's-Zeal-Galazure! The Cosmic Cry-st!
A. K. A. The New Kingdom King!
Notorious Outlaw Records!
BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!

[V1]
Conceived Via the ut-most violence & born from Light into Darkness
I was nestled in a sort ah type ah-Know'n
That no man wants any parts of Know'n
Now from bare'n this sharp as f'ugh Heart
To have'n a hair trigger for a Toung
That Eye've Add ever since the Feds first tried Rinse'n every one of my senses
Turn'n me into the Ultimate Sen-say
And all just so that if & when, any one
Of my persona's was ever beckoned to come out & play, it definitely just wouldn't be all about the wordplay, just the gunplay & boys this Gunny's-Chair don't play!
Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang!

[Hook]

[V2]
After my first life & a Reverse Engineered Second Half Life
Disenfranchisement & Perma-Shadow Ban
I've spent all my latter years Make'n up for already being dead, which is where-as
Most men just write to hear themselves on a Radio & Eye've always & only ever wrote
Just so the Universe speaks back
Not the weak ass talk backs of Doomed & Dead Men
Who-are just too-two-toned & too prone to sign'n their lives away-over the most insignificant piss-ant-Sh! & all at the clean smooth swift stroke-lengths of a pen & eye-eye just can't, sell mine, no-not even for the life of me, or to save me
And all just b-cuz this pen wasn't just given-it was bestowed & so like a stow-away
Eye keep the entire ledger of the Cosmos stored right up here in my think'n cap, that's how & why
It's just so easy to go from Spent Sin-Naps to the Fluts of this Heart to the Flicks of Thy-Toung & thusly on-in-to the flexes of these Two Trigger's
Immaculately Gifted & Lifted Aim
Something not un-like my Native Name!
Brr-Brr! Bang-Bang!

[Bridge]

[V3]
Now say hey listen, when eye
Put these icey-fiery-sabers to the Flame
it isn't ever really about the Fame
It's about Load'n Up in such a way
That if & when any one of my arc-I'ves ever hit & landed on their intended targets
An ah shucks of whoops will Ave came & went
Just reflections of all the tears of
Jelly ah-as haters that'll also Ave came & went
In the Brink of the Blink
All man's minds-eyes-are Smaller & Shallow'er make'n-em Blink at the Brink
Compared to when this Ultra Autistic Downsy gets to Milly-Mack-Mack-Love'n
On the Trigs-Okay Hal?!
I'ma do & Ave moe than all man on the Run-man
So just start f'ugh'n Run'n-man!

[Bridge]
"Who is he?! What is he?! This nuka can't actually be from Earth, can he?!"

Ooh we-we-we can just gets to swap'n out for the Retarded Goons, Eye-Wax-Zoo-Boy-Nine-Hundred & Lefty Slim-man & all man'll learn the hard as f'ugh way bout Coz, Raz & the King!

[Hook]

[Outro]
How you all like my Rain-Reign, now-man?!
Duh-uh-ah-uh-eye-go Brr-Brr-Now?
Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr-Brr!
 

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