I read earlier on that someone was posting crew raps. STFU didn't have one and I figured since I just joined them that now would be the time to make one, so here goes:
Sit down listen up you noobs and flakers,
We are the pro's, you are the fakers
The creators, The makers, to you we're the breakers,
Slam dunk your *** like the LA Lakers,
Cus Golfie got the Speed and the skills with his fox,
Got the knocks to rock ya blocks,
To unlock a state of shock,
Inside ya mind, Let me remind,
He's maligned and unkind,
You'll soon find,
Blink and die as you get Shined Blind,
You'll see, You'll agree,
I guarantee you'll flee,
After game three from Coey,
And His Falco,
Although you should know,
He'll bestow a show,
Of skills beyond pro,
Now enter J03,
And His Falcon speed,
He'll proceed to make you bleed,
I plead that you read, take heed,
He'll Mislead, and exceed to succeed,
Indeed it's agreed, Might as well Concede,
He's the breed just made to lead,
Jez says, There is, No fuss,
No room to discuss, His skill with Samus,
Godtier Plus, Thus ya wuss,
You'll be catchin the bus,
Dash attack, Short Hop, Fair and Shot,
Last not least, I'll let you feast,
On the unreleased beast to make you deceased,
A Peach with a pain addiction,
A murder conviction, My prediction?
Annihilation,
The creation of a termination station,
Wake up to the Realisation,
That you cannot survive,
You cannot revive,
We strive to thrive and stop you being alive,
We'll leave you dead without a clue,
Say hi to your stock, then say Adieu,
Everyone knew, We'd beat you, Black and Blue,
At the debut, of STFU!