"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

Blood spills over dropped dimes, the games bloody shots hit bystanders by the sidelines
Thugs clear the benches, releasing firearms, attacking like dobermen pinchers
Slugs fly like finches, the impact from the clapped gat, makes kids fly through benches
Friends quick to backstab, get names and bodies dragged in bodybags
Driveby's by thugs rocking soldier rags, and retarted flags
their history when a few good men turn bad, falling victim to fury
Body functioning poorly, he passed by midnight, different hoods, same stories
Insane shorties, heartless killers, and drug dealers, the hoods gory
genocidal generations of heartbreaking making the news
Murals on walls show the memorials for troops
Big boots i'm walking in, murders cops loving em
Young, or old were all born in sin, the government don't want us to win

Goose grapper rap labeler
flow cable channel surfing/
now i'm earthing word to those nurfhearders
i'm wording everything spazmatic after crafts/
i clap dappers wit rafter after packages shipped off
i grip bottles like moltov cocktails/
shift games gander wit skills i never pander
rhyme wanye wit these dames i claiming/
never aiming low i gut cha body like oxidation
creating phases wit stocks we raising/
token black guy after the wise
i run up high and rose the ranks/
bank their doe in the tank
yank the phone back call me El Presidente/
i got hella flow, hella glow
now you know it's all just soul/
grown from bongs we ran wit
no yanws after dusk til dawn/
match wits a pawn versus king
leave ya knights in the ring/
my bishops beat your rooks everytime
trying to swipe my queen you'll get yours coming/
four-five-six i'm drumming when i'm throwing bones
open nose show ya flow when ya know it's fools gold/
so don't try and shoulder the load after i take a boatload
you try n' unload cha chrome mines ain't plated like your nickel plated/
it's always highly debatable always ratable wit skills placed on the table
i got a few going wit styles so sick they're too short to know e'm/

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Blood spills over dropped dimes, the games bloody shots hit bystanders by the sidelines
Thugs clear the benches, releasing firearms, attacking like dobermen pinchers
Slugs fly like finches, the impact from the clapped gat, makes kids fly through benches
Friends quick to backstab, get names and bodies dragged in bodybags
Driveby's by thugs rocking soldier rags, and retarted flags
their history when a few good men turn bad, falling victim to fury
Body functioning poorly, he passed by midnight, different hoods, same stories
Insane shorties, heartless killers, and drug dealers, the hoods gory
genocidal generations of heartbreaking making the news
Murals on walls show the memorials for troops
Big boots i'm walking in, murders cops loving em
Young, or old were all born in sin, the government don't want us to win

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good verse bro....hope the lil one is doing ok :thumbup:

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Blood spills over dropped dimes, the games bloody shots hit bystanders by the sidelines
Thugs clear the benches, releasing firearms, attacking like dobermen pinchers
Slugs fly like finches, the impact from the clapped gat, makes kids fly through benches
Friends quick to backstab, get names and bodies dragged in bodybags
Driveby's by thugs rocking soldier rags, and retarted flags
their history when a few good men turn bad, falling victim to fury
Body functioning poorly, he passed by midnight, different hoods, same stories
Insane shorties, heartless killers, and drug dealers, the hoods gory
genocidal generations of heartbreaking making the news
Murals on walls show the memorials for troops
Big boots i'm walking in, murders cops loving em
Young, or old were all born in sin, the government don't want us to win

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now that is a five star verse man, yo ur imagery is so vivid its like this could be a movie summed up in a verse nice shit son keep killing e'm

Just droppin my fire in here as usual.....Heres a rap i wrote to spot lite JTS....

I eject like Rza with the force of 20 'Rillaz
Ya won't ever hear how i bust much iller
Than any rap killer cos my mind exells
I propell magnetic bullets straight through yer shell
The Rebel D.K, Intellects switchin planes
No shame is how i spit, my verses from my brain
You can never contain this pressure poppin from my vain
I make you jump around more than the 'house of pain'

Immense contents now I hold the golden globe
Starting hunting trips to rip right out ya soul
You dig a deep hole cos yer hiding like a mole
So I spear ya head on my nine-diagram pole
I demon-strate, white noise, coming out ya T.V
Ssssshhhh nigga, ya ain't gonna see me
Theres no need to fear me, My attack's only verbal
I'd rather smoke herbal with my clan on the mental

Intercontinental, I got the heart of angel
I don't breed hate, that's even placeable
Switched digital when these cats was analog
White dumb sprogs dodge thoughts so on ya go and jog
Descend from the land of haggis, Where chins are sagging
Wiggaz are braggin, fuck them dudes, they just lose
I'm braggin rawish style that most will never see
Every line of truth til I'm outta breathe and buried deep

Under a heap switching styles, on track, you can't keep
A eye on my fly rhyme, I slam idiots all week
So check out and dust out before you cause a creative drought
Never doubt my lung capacity I'll always smoke ya out
& under, the table if yer are ever able
To smoke as much as me then you deserve a decree
But yer too dumb for rhymes so stick to poetry
Im out, lines continuing in my mind permanent-ly


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Appreciate the props ya'll. Fam my seeds fine! Peace Sheepish!

Evil status pitch the fork in a emcee's cabbage
Bag the baggage, my lines the fattest, leave bodies the flattest
before i pass bury the passage, clones stop the maddness
grab this wordplay from the baddest batter to leave em battered
Bang bitches out, breaking mattress matters
Crab kids hiding in barrels, get hit for the habitual habit
Skills they never had kids ashamed of their parents
Cowards apparently running like rabbits
Big dart throwing marathon, courtesy of viacom
Shot hit my violent arm, seeds raised on the farm
Far from a Don Corleone, seller of corner chron
born in a storm, raised in hurricanes
slept in streets, busses, and trains
Everyday matters matted my brain
Pains my middle name, flames my first
Been here since the devil's birth
Cursive writing the curse, signing the hearse
Death for your certificate
feet broke from kicking bricks
my bars hit you felons, pockets dug missing tips
Break-fast in the morning, know your missing grits
Break it down swift fashion, fatal harrasment
Smashed since Scott la Rock's death
Used to break dance, and freestyle on project steps
Repped to earn respect, and kept the flow flexed
So dedicated to the art, sometimes the chics got no sex
Known vet, though unknown to the matrix
They don't want me to make it, unless i make some fake shit
That 85 percent hatred, that Q-tip industry's shady rule lines sacred

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Evil status pitch the fork in a emcee's cabbage
Bag the baggage, my lines the fattest, leave bodies the flattest
before i pass bury the passage, clones stop the maddness
grab this wordplay from the baddest batter to leave em battered
Bang bitches out, breaking mattress matters
Crab kids hiding in barrels, get hit for the habitual habit
Skills they never had kids ashamed of their parents
Cowards apparently running like rabbits
Big dart throwing marathon, courtesy of viacom
Shot hit my violent arm, seeds raised on the farm
Far from a Don Corleone, seller of corner chron
born in a storm, raised in hurricanes
slept in streets, busses, and trains
Everyday matters matted my brain
Pains my middle name, flames my first
Been here since the devil's birth
Cursive writing the curse, signing the hearse
Death for your certificate
feet broke from kicking bricks
my bars hit you felons, pockets dug missing tips
Break-fast in the morning, know your missing grits
Break it down swift fashion, fatal harrasment
Smashed since Scott la Rock's death
Used to break dance, and freestyle on project steps
Repped to earn respect, and kept the flow flexed
So dedicated to the art, sometimes the chics got no sex
Known vet, though unknown to the matrix
They don't want me to make it, unless i make some fake shit
That 85 percent hatred, that Q-tip industry's shady rule lines sacred

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Damn son dropping jewels on these fools well....heres a little peak into my struggle wit this music shit

Once I awaken wit cryptic passages
I’m the Obelisk that tormented cha/
Laminate emcees like paper peripherals
Lyrical arm mastering tactics trample you like faxes sent/
Empty clips drip paint like letters you write wit ink
Drink liquids from the seven seas poison your dreams/
Schemes stolen scripts making flicks
Directing your pictures n shit
Wit shits on lists swift wit gifts/
Gripped from those they stiffed
Now they sniffing and shiting/
Once lifted, twice spitting
Now I’m sifting through the wrath/
Grasp a hold of the golden wings of RA
My flow shows darts once sacrifice more beasts/
We’re ready to eat and feast on you weak emcees
Coming wit skills sparked by Slifer the Sky Dragon/
Black opal eyes demise lives wit skies frozen pies
Shine sheen saw screams after the lay with lean/
I’m green wit less envy then they are empty
I got the remedy that emcees and priest envy/
Break you down like Bush did
When Katrina broke the levies/

[
Once I awaken wit cryptic passages
I’m the Obelisk that tormented cha/
Laminate emcees like paper peripherals
Lyrical arm mastering tactics trample you like faxes sent/
Empty clips drip paint like letters you write wit ink
Drink liquids from the seven seas poison your dreams/
Schemes stolen scripts making flicks
Directing your pictures n shit
Wit shits on lists swift wit gifts/
Gripped from those they stiffed
Now they sniffing and shiting/
Once lifted, twice spitting
Now I’m sifting through the wrath/
Grasp a hold of the golden wings of RA
My flow shows darts once sacrifice more beasts/
We’re ready to eat and feast on you weak emcees
Coming wit skills sparked by Slifer the Sky Dragon/
Black opal eyes demise lives wit skies frozen pies
Shine sheen saw screams after the lay with lean/
I’m green wit less envy then they are empty
I got the remedy that emcees and priest envy/
Break you down like Bush did
When Katrina broke the levies/[/QUOTE]

Touring the mental lands, flashbacks torture this man
Once supreme, know being imprisioned in the land of the damned
Conducting scams, to keep the pockets dead president crammed
all city dwellers back the fella with guns in hand
Preview the plans, respect artists but never been a fan
Fuck deals, can't be a slave i own masters man
Run the grands or get grand slammed in the damn
No recordings i broke the cams, money tax-free fuck uncle Sam
Truck driving American, running em down by the band stands
Ready to set it like Iran on Isreal, untangible skill
throw up the peace sign,
then run up in the White House with exposed blue steel
feeling blue still, the sky's my mirror
Intensions crooked, a cruddy crook killer
The payback happens when your laid back
J.T.S. raps like mafia wacks, the hip-hop hitmans back
Feds on my back cause i'm no longer cooking crack
Chilling, and building unconcerned of the traps
You hostess twinkie stinky cats
catch knock your front teeth out backslaps
Backs cracking d.d.t.'s, my foundations heartbreaking to emcee's
Iron holding black Sheek, busting the double R
lamping in Austin Texas, drinking Stone Cold beers in my car
Fierce with the bars, barbarian strapped shooting stars

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Originally Posted by Fermi Paradox

Just droppin my fire in here as usual.....Heres a rap i wrote to spot lite JTS....

I eject like Rza with the force of 20 'Rillaz
Ya won't ever hear how i bust much iller
Than any rap killer cos my mind exells
I propell magnetic bullets straight through yer shell
The Rebel D.K, Intellects switchin planes
No shame is how i spit, my verses from my brain
You can never contain this pressure poppin from my vain
I make you jump around more than the 'house of pain'

Immense contents now I hold the golden globe
Starting hunting trips to rip right out ya soul
You dig a deep hole cos yer hiding like a mole
So I spear ya head on my nine-diagram pole
I demon-strate, white noise, coming out ya T.V
Ssssshhhh nigga, ya ain't gonna see me
Theres no need to fear me, My attack's only verbal
I'd rather smoke herbal with my clan on the mental

Intercontinental, I got the heart of angel
I don't breed hate, that's even placeable
Switched digital when these cats was analog
White dumb sprogs dodge thoughts so on ya go and jog
Descend from the land of haggis, Where chins are sagging
Wiggaz are braggin, fuck them dudes, they just lose
I'm braggin rawish style that most will never see
Every line of truth til I'm outta breathe and buried deep

Under a heap switching styles, on track, you can't keep
A eye on my fly rhyme, I slam idiots all week
So check out and dust out before you cause a creative drought
Never doubt my lung capacity I'll always smoke ya out
& under, the table if yer are ever able
To smoke as much as me then you deserve a decree
But yer too dumb for rhymes so stick to poetry
Im out, lines continuing in my mind permanent-ly


....word

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Fam's just gets sicker by the day!

Credible of the credibility for ownership of lyrical abilities
Assholes get shitted on, i split a pawn before dawn ends weep
remote island styling, professor of the professional profession profiling
a pro filing taxes, trap ya wack rappers in the bracket
Watch rumors, amd myths get spread about my street cred
Hot head headed to abduct cards, all credit
Creditentials of my metal assanations with no pens, and pencils
Sharp sword lyrical swinger in a demented demension stay tuned
Buy time flowers bloomed, sleep with the moon
Fish caught in the lagoon by the muddy goon
Unique written compositions, move me up king position
All confused about my vision, get slayed on any day or date given

Turning marksmen to martyr's, God bodied their fathers
Horrific horror that leatherface cobra karma
Squadron bomber, seargents slaughtered, it's war game drama
more honor, and stripes, for sniping dangerous knights
Angelic fight, phantom of fright, Christ of the mic
My dames blast right on command, my troops carry leadpipes
Widows blow me for life, curtains closed, break em onsite
Windows open, comrades call me before the commotion
Hosting the war, in front of the store boasting
toast to the aftermath wrath, seeing my foes chopped in half
Brains blown through glass, one cat was saved by his bus pass
Wrangler clash, modern day extortion, torch em for cash
Star shine devine, bust grapes bloody the grapevines
Show these crabs how to rhyme, piss on their minds
Shit on the blind smelling, muffle mouths, pull the levers
Expose the head severed, my concepts are forever clever
Head of the statements, storage full of your rhyme replacements
diggin in the crates since "Check the rhyme", respect my grime
One of a kind party crasher, stuck in traffic crafting lines
the billboards just a dollar sign
The makers, and owners here's a hollowpoint for their spines
Pass the dutch, are bones get crushed by the surplus
Destory your circuits, get on your nerves make you nervous
tie you up in the kitchen and put your hands on hot oven burners
Drug dealers get tortured with rabid bobcats ripping their backs
Fucking with me is like carrying deer meat in front of a starving wolf pack
Book cats like pigs, expert of jigs, dimes big up my big sacks
Any questions? about this is your brain on drug raps

Droppin Silva bullets as usual...:thumbup:

Freestyle to 'Intellectuals'...

I'm busting off this track, I'm never looking back
My rhymes are only bullets, flying through yer cataracts
I bomb through stacks of porn mags, Don't smoke fags
You lapsed while I'm presentin my relative facts
Mister hardcore, I'm bringin it to ya raw
My verbal force will crack yer motherfuckin jaw
With my funky southpaw, There's no need to see
When I flip like the jap Jet Li on PCP

Ayo, I conquor bunks, Smoke a double dutch
Never meet a scot that rocks the game as much
I'm off the radar like vader the masquerador
Ignite light that shines bright, the zone raider
My mind swells when i propell magnetic thrusts
Scuzz the mic fuzz, buzz up the universe
The Sinner, Paint thinner, Heads instantly combust
The Genius of the planet, Apes, mockin us
The Soul control blows a hole straight through yer door
The More you ask for it the more I stick it to ya slow
The Rapid rampant master of imaginable tangent
The Freaker keeper sweeping niggas off to other planets
Dictate to migrates, then demonstrate my ill skill
Thats the way it goes, So sit back and chill
At the end of the day nobody really gives a fuck
I'll slap ya sleepy head around ya 85 percent schmuck
Head blown off, One shot with a sawn off
While Yer moms too busy sucking grown mens dicks off...

Can't no competition takeover my position
Without an ass-whipping, My hits add stars to visions
Shipping hundreds of bodies by the shipments
Get chics, ya'll get hit once shots lick, i slap hicks
Relax slick, or catch this axe so active
Break ya back flip, grip the guardian, destroying angels
big heads who boast i strangle, disaterous like tornadoes
I tore NATO, poems are cyclones, that are rhymes thrown
Fuck the time shown, in a second ya'll die clones
Minds blown, my 3rd eye open in the zone
Killing armies without the chrome
Fuck rapping about bitches, riches, and bottles of Petron
leave me the fuck alone, stay drunk alone
You won't get a loan, everyday paper thrown
My name i made it known, without idolizing Al Capone
But i assanate assasins with styles from dome
doctor pass the bones, i chomp on stones
A nightmare living, flows microwaving microphones
Ol' school like Dockers, and Whoppers
Over heads like helicopters, i beatdown imposters