Raps To Roast People Novels & Stories

“It must have been planted by the Major. As to why Charley didn’t come forward, well . . . ” Roo snorted. “Yeah, the Jewish mythical spirit of revenge, made by a black Baptist soldier, is gonna be a great figure to arrest. I’m sure the cops will be all like ‘Yo! You made of clay an’ shit? How ’bout you serve ten to twenty in a sandbox? That cool’?” “Seriously, Roo,” said Curtis. “I’m the second whitest guy in this room, next to Gallow, and I’m embarrassed for you when you do that.”

I laugh at the situation, smfh. I'm what you might call an 'Enforcer' here in the pack. I torture All of the rogues that the patrols bring in. I've done it for the last 15 years. I can stomach the shit that no one else can. The sight of tears, blood, expelled bodily fluids, broken bones and shit like that is nothing to me. Everyone cracks after awhile, it's all a matter of time and tools. With the right type of tools, some people will crack faster than others.

Rocky scoffed Frankie started playing a rapping beat with his mouth and immediately Trent started a freestyle rap while the boys dance crazily 🎶Yo,Back in the day I was a lunch line rapper, 🎶After that I guess I was a punch line rapper, 🎶Then I got saved and sometime after, Ya boy came back as a frontline rapper. 🎶And when I say the frontlines, that's not a frontline, I'm out here preachin' Christ on the frontlines, And no it ain't about rockin' stages, 🎶'Cause some of my engagements are out on the pavements, yeah. I'm out to take the bible, create disciples, Who make disciples, disciple-cycles, 🎶That's why I want the beats to knock

The edges of the local baguettes were completely blackened, charred into crisp, useless lumps of carbon. "Spoke too soon," Roxy cackled, pointing a finger at my smoking tray. "Who's the assassin now?" "It's just extra crispy!" I defended, laughing so hard my eyes watered as I fanned the smoke away with a towel. "It adds texture!" "It adds a fire hazard," Ma Rosa corrected, though she was laughing along with us, her blue eyes crinkling deeply at the corners as she took the blackened tray from my hands. She dumped the burnt bread into the trash with a theatrical sigh. "Alright, you two are officially banned from the elements. Go back to prepping the salads before we have to call the fire depar

It's almost an every day occurrence to come into contact with other rogues. So now here we are. I went into the woods today for my weekly hunt. I only kill two deer a week. But most of the time I come in contact with a few rogues. Today was slightly different, it was a group of rouges which is slightly odd since rogues usually stay by themselves. "Why ya out here all by yourself?" The tall guy snickered. "She's just asking to get killed boys." The handsome one said causing them to howl in laughter. I simply rolled my eyes just wanting to get my kill so I can go home. "Guys I don't want any trouble. I'm just trying to get a couple deer and I'll be gone." I shrug trying to walk past them. The

“Xandra, what is wrong with you?!” As soon as he grabbed my wrist, I screamed in fear. I knelt on the ground and desperately wiped the ground with my hands. What was wrong with me? I had been chained up and forced to eat scraps every day. I had been beaten too. I did not know if I had gone crazy, but I did learn one thing. Only the living had dignity. “I’m sorry! Please don’t hit me! I’ll clean it up! Please don’t hit me!” My hands were scraped and burning with pain.

"It really is a shame that it has come to this. You were my most prized possession, after all. I never meant for things to turn out this way." "Screw you!" Roxanne screamed, thrashing wildly against the pair of hands holding her down. "Roxie, dear. You're going to hurt yourself if you keep doing that." Amber chimed in, her voice taunting. "What would you say to letting Christopher have a bit of fun? It might change your mind." "You sick bastard." Roxanne shot back, glaring at her nemesis with as much hatred as she could muster. "Come now, Roxy, is that anyway to speak to your soon-to-be rapist?" Christopher teased and clicked his tongue.

With his current mood this morning, he was sure to order someone's death if the noise continued. Jamal ran out of the house immediately he heard Roksolana's voice. He didn't even wait to hear Miriam's explanation that she would be out when she was done with her makeup. Rushing to where the voices had been coming from, Jamal stopped short when he took in the scene before him. Roksolana was crouching on top of a man who looked unconscious and she was punching him mercilessly. Jamal watched as the men standing by pushed each other forward to separate them, but none of them did.

Cam said while laughing at Dashawn who came and sat on the other side of me "Shut up nigga, I ain't even do nothing that teacher just don't want me to learn she trynna make me fail" he said while grabbing the burger off of my tray If I was going to eat that I would have beat his ass "You the one who keep cussing and her class" Cam said "Freedom of speech my nigga I can say what ever the fuck I wanna say" "Well then yo ass finna be in the office every day" Roxy said

He said and I smiled at him. "Go off, king." I said and he smiled at me. "To be honest with you, Austin made me look both ways. I can't believe I never noticed him before his audition for your dance club." Rook said in disbelief. "You're living your best life." I told him. "Bisexual people are fucking gansta." I told him. "I agree people are sleeping on us for real." He said and I nodded in agreement. "I've told guys that I'm gay so many times before to get out of giving them my number or them just harassing me. Is that offensive to the LGBTQ community?" I asked Rook and he shrugged.