"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

Beat cha box tick tocks get clocked in clocking
When you ain’t rocking flows correctly
So I direct to DVD ya ass when nothing to gas
Just gimme five on it when you ain’t looney enough to get animated like cartoon
Scripting scabs get domed like Mayweather jabs
I can mike Tyson it in interview spit spews
When you get broken like cashews and nuggets
But I had to hammer of god it, nah nigga I’m iron fist
Nah nigga I’m tekken tag it quick to Paul Phoenix
You cannot mean when we just street fight it
You couldn’t even hadouken it
When you trying to just shoryuken it
Leave you dumped all over beats
they don’t know where to spread cha drops at on
ya tape is wack, get wrecked and injured
You ain’t even twisted I’m wickedly gifted to SAW it
Without the gimmicks you still couldn’t mimic
When I spit it with more flames than hydra operative
Stupidly dwarfting stars sparking waves leaving dolphins going to mars
You ain’t got the mental to crack a dental
without principle or a number two pencil
try tracing my stencils and still couldn’t even ruin the original
you kamikaze wrecking wordplay with no say so
when you don’t even know so when you go “Ayyo”

eagle reloaded to dome destruction I'm devoted to devour crooked powers and badge wearing rodents
holding poetry potent by allah for my potential I was chosen
the minds destroyed mental explosion as I rode out before the land erosion
I'm focused free exercising philosophy to triumph over the powers that be
devils after me shit even a cold isn't catching me my immune system boosting my energy
walk on danger streets no weapon just a folder full of lessons my own kin lack progression
genocidal crews ran down in intersections for texting me threats
you just trashed your respect find a new route to select came up under vets
so I got veteran respect I'm sorta like pine-sol every effect infects

Walls plastered masters organize unions of bastard
Code red barbarian brutality face slasker
Laughed ya to insanity bad bitch looking like vanity
Almost dumped her until she nearly ran the van on me
She's open to the tan on me I'm quiet about her deficiency
Last year was a different me gold on like 1986 mr. T
can't step in the garden pay me full fisted fee
Heat the crib so we can get it like the contras did
Sponsored spanners spanning hoods for arm and hammer
Perimeter circled and encircled by the village enchanted
Ready fire anthems to get the choir dancing

blade armed raid faded like the big bang theorem iron out cha wrinkles
had to rock cloaks like a ninjago ninja split cha and return ya to the field
had ruin your tirade with my giant trunade
Basque rapidly launch lames off the cliff
truman show blown through clips like 45 banana clips
eject cha like tapes and ctrl+Alt+delete cha darts like mp3s
rolling quiet on them with mpv's thinking they just an mvp
when they can't even wrestle with style that was perfect
roll the reels, seal up those diablos without the 3rd seer
bring brewskis past cheers you ain't bar stooling
i'm konan before conan and conan o'brian
you ain't aspiring to the miracles of zeon

Look at the graphics thrown quick like dollars at women who strip
Or a Peyton pass earth destroyed paranoia will we exist
In the next to come started off little like Malcolm
When it was war and segregated water fountains
Doubting my leave of absence as if you had sense
I concur with your concussion stuck in oblivion
Thoughts of a painful experience were giving em
Every direction driving lost remaining calm costs
Ny ammo is automatically tossed until the day
Of judgement jugular vein slice to the thugs sent

Appertain what cha restrain topical claims
Get machine made in codex’s when I read in logic
You’re not even in Linux you still can use windows
Attempting to dos your was out of it
When it was just a penguin
I see those bite marks
Thinking its Thomas Edison
When you rather be Nikola Tesla
Emcees trying to empress ya come off the hertz
You still can’t process what I Intel like advance micro devices
You can’t IBM it like typewriters from brother
When you ain’t like the other….

Step on Skittles rappers Hung up on some Romantic Calls like Patra
Just to be Frank, White powders' evenly distributed thru each nostral
Word bond not Nostra-dom but I swear on ya moms
Devis comin' to dance and I aint talkin' bout proms
l promise that matta fact bet my fucking life on
theres no escapin' when youre facin death in the near future
and not for nuttin' but one thing for certain's
that it aint gonna be from fucking laughter
but something different rather which yous about-ta
find out soon afta these wolves finish going thru
what seems to be the remains of fucking Kevin Costna!

What you know about selling soap to smelling folks?
Backup or get your melon poked no bread packing toast
Hit every coast for pounds of smoke another town to roast
Show you how to kick it like a soccer pro
Play me the choppers blow you rest six feet below
after the show I get profits and hit the telly with proper hoes
Finally made it home to see how the seeds have grown
No time for hoodrats I'd rather be alone to light a bone

What you know about selling soap to smelling folks?
Backup or get your melon poked no bread packing toast
Hit every coast for pounds of smoke another town to roast
Show you how to kick it like a soccer pro
Play me the choppers blow you rest six feet below
after the show I get profits and hit the telly with proper hoes
Finally made it home to see how the seeds have grown
No time for hoodrats I'd rather be alone to light a bone
Ninjas hating as if my name is known turned off the phone
Not Mick jagger but I'm rolling stoned you want a break instead broken bones

You believe that elitists have cloned eggs
from a fetus believed to be known grey?
underground in some deep undisclosed base
floating motionless, grown in enclosed tanks?
comotosis, emotionless, rogue race..
they're creating the locusts of revelations
while our patrons stay focused on rebel nations
shells n casins fell racin to melt the pavement
be in hell probly sharin a cell with satan
used to be in religion but fell away when
taken off of the drugs, i held the cravin
for that speedballin needle, it felt amazin
once it found it a vein to impale it's way in
couldn't let the shit go, i failed to change n
just embraced what i was, a junky fuck
lovin guns n butt fuckin some ugly sluts
id be like cheerios, makin some honey nut
before i sliced thru her guts like a tummy tuck
while smearin pig on the wall in her running blood

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Originally Posted by ArcherPriest

You believe that elitists have cloned eggs
from a fetus believed to be known grey?
underground in some deep undisclosed base
floating motionless, grown in enclosed tanks?
comotosis, emotionless, rogue race..
they're creating the locusts of revelations
while our patrons stay focused on rebel nations
shells n casins fell racin to melt the pavement
be in hell probly sharin a cell with satan
used to be in religion but fell away when
taken off of the drugs, i held the cravin
for that speedballin needle, it felt amazin
once it found it a vein to impale it's way in
couldn't let the shit go, i failed to change n
just embraced what i was, a junky fuck
lovin guns n butt fuckin some ugly sluts
id be like cheerios, makin some honey nut
before i sliced thru her guts like a tummy tuck
while smearin pig on the wall in her running blood

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Thought provoking piece much props

They got gun ranges out of range supremacy fame
Mossbergs that flatlined battalions untamed
Government funded war games drug profits in plane's
One in your brain for dropping a name Kleenex crying shame
Trafficking cane that boggled minds to a destructive designer 88
Child trafficking grind these luciferians are running out of time
Cops killing then sent home with pay chilling still holding nines
Fuck protest signs invest in weapons to protect me and mine
No longer stuck on crimes years before raising swords
retardation in the nation has us sleeping for sure
Kids laying in the street not moving at all
Who you gonna call?

what is steel to the flesh? what's a sword to the hand that wields it?
what is fear to the heart? nothin more than the man who feels it
as he's killied with a dull lumber axe, on filmstrip, the seveneth seal rips
live our acts on cosmic gag reels, sqeelin out sealed lips
zodiae signz of the heaven's, head trips, lunar eclipse, the dead lift
i dropped a ten strip, im bed sick, fastened down by the left wrist..
to gurneys n fed shit injectected with verichip, so everywhere i sit
gets beamed to some sherriffs crib, i show up an apparent blip
on radar beams that're streamed thru the air from ships
over cities, cause terror exists, that we cant ever dare to risk,
gotta protect ourselves, so its fair to give up our rights
prepare for this, bug hype, an embarrassment, way ppl wont air their scent..
out n vent cuz theyre scared of jets flyin over thier heads with red..
infa cameras prepared to flex, push a button, amerideath,
without a care for vets returnin, theyre branded as threat insurgents
take the text n burn it, next is weapon searches,
home to home they work it, uniformed foriegn troopers to purge this..
rebel herd of firm grip, thats why we fight with burnt sticks, n curve pitch
throwin rocks at your birds tits while she breastfeeds your first kid, mufucka,
my nerves itch, i throw the first fist, my frames straight cut n i hurt kids
that i cant work with, flee ina perm wig rockin glasses my shirt switched
fake plates on my birds whip, these staches n burns kits got be lookin like burt, shit,
or maybe selleck, magnum p.i. flannel n navy shell tips, step out on the pave n melt it
with the hot step, dance on a cop's neck while ive got both hands on his broad's chest,
just playin, i dont dance, it makes my steel rub, gets pinched in my pants so i deal drugs
only clubbin i do is baby seal pups, thats on the real couz, bathin in spilled blood,
we turn mugs made of skulls into pilled cups, these kind of drugs have killed tons,
could give a fuck tho holmes, cuz they still fun

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Thought provoking piece much props

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thx j

no sandwich here's the knuckles belt broken beat buckle
Birds feathers ruffled by my verbal kung fu shuffle
Clear the floor muscle hustle dogs mouth muffled
Fearless tussle tissue exposed explosive troubles
Dialect doubled sipping rum ready to rumble
Off square soldiers fumbled riding dirty directly through tunnel
Rambling man nonsense nothing common here I got cents
street tenants in tents by the electric fence shockwaves sent
A convict with rooms for rent direct deposit payment sent
Soldier gunning buffalo at you I bust shots low
Entitled to terrific titles he dead no need for vitals

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Originally Posted by ArcherPriest

You believe that elitists have cloned eggs
from a fetus believed to be known grey?
underground in some deep undisclosed base
floating motionless, grown in enclosed tanks?
comotosis, emotionless, rogue race..
they're creating the locusts of revelations
while our patrons stay focused on rebel nations
shells n casins fell racin to melt the pavement
be in hell probly sharin a cell with satan
used to be in religion but fell away when
taken off of the drugs, i held the cravin
for that speedballin needle, it felt amazin
once it found it a vein to impale it's way in
couldn't let the shit go, i failed to change n
just embraced what i was, a junky fuck
lovin guns n butt fuckin some ugly sluts
id be like cheerios, makin some honey nut
before i sliced thru her guts like a tummy tuck
while smearin pig on the wall in her running blood

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very thought provoking piece and dope as fuck

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Originally Posted by ArcherPriest

what is steel to the flesh? what's a sword to the hand that wields it?
what is fear to the heart? nothin more than the man who feels it
as he's killied with a dull lumber axe, on filmstrip, the seveneth seal rips
live our acts on cosmic gag reels, sqeelin out sealed lips
zodiae signz of the heaven's, head trips, lunar eclipse, the dead lift
i dropped a ten strip, im bed sick, fastened down by the left wrist..
to gurneys n fed shit injectected with verichip, so everywhere i sit
gets beamed to some sherriffs crib, i show up an apparent blip
on radar beams that're streamed thru the air from ships
over cities, cause terror exists, that we cant ever dare to risk,
gotta protect ourselves, so its fair to give up our rights
prepare for this, bug hype, an embarrassment, way ppl wont air their scent..
out n vent cuz theyre scared of jets flyin over thier heads with red..
infa cameras prepared to flex, push a button, amerideath,
without a care for vets returnin, theyre branded as threat insurgents
take the text n burn it, next is weapon searches,
home to home they work it, uniformed foriegn troopers to purge this..
rebel herd of firm grip, thats why we fight with burnt sticks, n curve pitch
throwin rocks at your birds tits while she breastfeeds your first kid, mufucka,
my nerves itch, i throw the first fist, my frames straight cut n i hurt kids
that i cant work with, flee ina perm wig rockin glasses my shirt switched
fake plates on my birds whip, these staches n burns kits got be lookin like burt, shit,
or maybe selleck, magnum p.i. flannel n navy shell tips, step out on the pave n melt it
with the hot step, dance on a cop's neck while ive got both hands on his broad's chest,
just playin, i dont dance, it makes my steel rub, gets pinched in my pants so i deal drugs
only clubbin i do is baby seal pups, thats on the real couz, bathin in spilled blood,
we turn mugs made of skulls into pilled cups, these kind of drugs have killed tons,
could give a fuck tho holmes, cuz they still fun

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SHOW THESE CRABS HOW TO RHYME.......play your fuckin spine like a chime,this order designed to block the sun from its shine,transform like prime in my prime heard star screams from a dime,that eats swine while I take her broken soul from behind,7amish with my piff all replentished,lemon kush hazey bubba strains that id leave u demented,my clothes polo and weed scented,CAnadas finest so knees bendin,house of Targaryn steel forgers that know how to lop off a clean melon,caste my foes into gods heaven,n when they get to the entrance have my demons rape em prostrate on the gates cause im sick brethren,makin u breath heavy hold the gat steady like im robocop gliming like murc freddy cant wait to see my kid get his first piece of pie like im euge levy.tell the drones the packs ready,fish scale out to catch a body like bob izumi with a bobby pin lure lased with a dead bitches manure that shoots from a home made Israeli uzi hooked up to computers,

Plague the beast, plague the best, and plague you where ya rest
Thinking you outta my league when you just beneath the surface
Beneath sea level so oxygen can’t get to your brain
Feature the speed you can only compute
Resolute what cha compromise by how I defeat cha before your demise
Resurrect interject how I dissect cha dialect
Before I Ingest tapes just slayed on record
Mirror wall iron call been in pole position
Spit wisdom or have your wisdom conditioned to strip around the pole
Strip down bare bones tracks thumb nailing with just a finger strumming along
Playing the pussy like guitar string………
Rubbing the pussy like two turntables
You know I’m able get it physically and psychologically
So when you forgive yet never forget like an elephant memory
acting how I can pass one before culture
you ain’t occulting when you soaking in blood
axe to forehead, dead membranes optimal caution

nappy headed dreaded nature homegrown kush creator that owns two acres
of land passed down land invaders flat-lined from fatal chest rounds
your boys bodies lost but identifications found on the other side of town
many mimic my sound so off the sound alarm goes so I danny the dog my foes
international typhoon flows released and running wild creating hysteria like isis in the middle east
everyday with the fam it's like the last supper for you and yours a mini-feast
you cowards fire on innocent babies but then sing a whole ep to the police
and you have the nerve to beg please when the hit-man sent to kill you is about to squeeze
your honor is gone like the mouth-wash I spit down the drain ..wouldn't you rather die then live with a reputation stained? I made through the grain to ride on the gravy train
without a deal hoe-bitches scream my name like I'm the second coming of Big Daddy Kane
all aboard but there's no half-stepping on the train or else your maimed with no witness to blame
I'm infinitely in-sane type to toss a bible into the flames listen when I die nitro-glisten
my frame
you wanted a burger from the king but ended up catching an axe hack in the rain

cold rebel leading the rebellion from an old ghetto
head split from raps like thrown pebbles your on an old level
spot disclosed his soul wrapped in Velcro
no help though I'm self-lead with a stealth flow
once told the optical is optimus rock until I rust then the frame's dust excellence is a must
so I adjust to the thrust with both wrists cuffed break em to fix the waves with my brush
you either step up or hush for he rush your puppies dying like out of water yuppies
open locked style pants holding enough keys or if I'm on foot slide out on the bmx made by huffy
swords couldn't cut me I'm grumpy decisions to take over Harlem like frank, and bumpy
pass me or flunk I stay teaching seeds I stay reaching everyday feasting in battles barbaric beasting
snatch what you were keeping followers stay weeping in fear of the heat seeking missles fired from the beacon

Six dayz of heaven spirit seperation at eleven
Styles more bizzare than a segregated interracial wedding
Bled in the water red drift I sped swift
Behold a frail horse and the rider's headless
My spoken words has me on the feds hitlist
keep it live and still dead this the next seven
The trail followed by followers who seek blessing
Resting restlessly soon to commute to your community
Word born I brought doom with me like Whitney
Not gang related but you'll see blood when slugs hit me
not a deceiver or true believer
Though my style resembles drama like raekwon resembles Bucky the beaver
No dissing ebola virus pirate pollutes the rhythm
Pawns falling away from the corn scorned edition
You better check out or prepare to die like child rapists in prison
Stuck on stupid cats lack wisdom and vision
So their near sighted squinting from a distance

Though my style resembles drama like reakwon resembles bucky the beaver!

Hahahahaha..

Segreted weddings line was dope too

Can you handle the heights…...
Let me light up this mic, drop bombs like acid rain
Bastardize this pain I am in
Game on, you can’t flame on
Roasted toasted locus swarming
Ain’t even remotely alarming
When I’m just that charming
Seen how I protest before protocols enabled
Get yanked like cables seen how I blog it
Bog fog queen quested means bested
Optics get fried now you chicken meat
Chicken feet you can’t even repeat or mirror what I said
Debt cha credit when I got a headache to spread it with
Flip the switch pitch flames forward cha stories with side scrolling games
Watch me cook up something that you smell
What the beast from the sheep is cooking
You ain’t striking like lighting bright up days in flames
Shown gamma rays Godzilla slays Mothra for days
Pimp slap throne pack slime up the sewers
Infectious when I wreck this
Fester beyond the lurking
Had it hurting when I mobilize
And shift into overdrive
Asking if I can handle the heights
I show e’m how I handle this mic…
Watch how I handle this pen
Appropriately dialing up keys
On my keyboard Alicia Keys couldn't conduct
Without a quartet you can’t board it
When I abort it I already recorded for it

it's raidance through raids where we released three grenades
Chances are slim that they saw shade everyday faster blade escapade
Plus I stay burning like a four alarm blaze stop my happy days dogs get tazed
Highest level shock when I turn suburban spots to chopping blocks
fuck hell son a bullet is hot once it enters the flesh
domino slamming effects my tech u can't detect
Trigger happy pigs that'll put one in your wig over some bullshit
Cold blooded keeping the hoods drug flooded they own sales
Saying you got the block locked then your doing ten years in a cell
I keep my clothes pressed and stay with a hot iron

Freezing swaggots got laments emcees can get a “how to do this” pamphlet
You can't blitzkrieg my convention without any affordable mention
Can’t even amp it up when your producer get a loser toe tag
Blown bags of trees, peta can ask me for fur coats
My dope isn’t even what cha farming for
I battle in caves where loots drops daily
Bitch please this is my destiny but cha still can’t impress me
You can rest in pieces, when I address the audience with my thesis
Reach this past cha attention holds so stay tuned like a John Ritter flick
Kick more rocks than coke heads do when they cracking up

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

I keep my clothes pressed and stay with a hot irin

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Dope line.

Tranquilized through tranquility beat a hopper down
Next day he qualifies for disability the torment killing we
Hated for the black face becomes a bloodbath state
Stroke for your weight obese flow has my heart beating pressure
Jet off in a jetta with Larry and Loretta
The heatwave I leave lasts always n forever
Not every bird off every feather flocks together
hope for the best expect the worse weather
Storms near has ne wishing I wasn't born here
Died the other night allah sent me back saying nigga this is your year
Crowds cheer as the last duel in the battalion is near

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Tranquilized through tranquility beat a hopper down
Next day he qualifies for disability the torment killing we
Hated for the black face becomes a bloodbath state
Stroke for your weight obese flow has my heart beating pressure
Jet off in a jetta with Larry and Loretta
The heatwave I leave lasts always n forever
Not every bird off every feather flocks together
hope for the best expect the worse weather
Storms near has ne wishing I wasn't born here
Died the other night allah sent me back saying nigga this is your year
Crowds cheer as the last duel in the battalion is near

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Boasted open roast closed doors get loud spark the revolutionary roars
Come outta extinction like the dinosaurs
Get solar wind jammed
Damaged how I used the lama
Get at cha prime time scheduler
This isn't a tv network head
I direct scenes like A Clockwork Orange
Get stained on the carpet
Darken up the market
Start cha rouge squadron
Closed caption begins start cha scene
Dream team timid machine green
Fashioned executioners
Wrap vines around they necks
Deaded debts with a masquerade
Mask on cascade on your glass case
Throw stones at cha glass house
Félix Foust your house enclosed in spell enchanted warped dwarves
Diamond encrusted trees reflection your souls get redeemed
Soul exchange is a mean game we play
Without a board and monsters to sacrifice
We can’t creature swap your Rose Witch
Without a pitch to the grave like Dark Worlds
You’re just a squirrel to the doom delays

welcome to death valley the last breath rally rotten worms in your eye-ball finale
dark mystery origin unknown mysterious history the baby mom dropped off in the alley
scandalous as a ghetto bitch sucking corporate dicks just to strike it rich
the gun bust at the fancy dressed hat-low snitch
who tried to pass without notice but allah see's all
so the cannon cleared the block and 2 shots left his noodles dripping slowly down the wall
nobody called paramedics til' hours passed see how rigamortis sets in fast
I tap dimes like feds do phones my cock thong her ass
my heads not right like voodoo priests mumbling in the day-light
you black-out I stay bright word to the un-wise get a life
no blows around here boxer cats get j.f.k. sniped
it's like chief keef riding through Compton then getting caught by car-jackers at a red-light

Twisted metal ionize partition check the flow
Strike’s cha pad with lighting ionized letterings
Discus spark flames in a rotation per minute
Demented polar opposite closed consciousness
When I write I’m surgical with the penmanship
I enter the ruler ship before shit was pooped outta ya ass
Conception interjected now I’m resurrected on the beat
You see me speak verbalize
When I vibrate I write in tribe scapes
Tested chastise topics integrate optics
Now you seeing beyond the blind
Get reminded like tapes broke on the reels
Get steel blades up to ya necks
Choked out by a man known for a thousand holds
Get chose now you rose while I thrash ya photons
Get spoken on when you slow down
Gravity grip ya down to a splatter-house
Leave ya dusted by how I leave everything a slaughterhouse
Closet case basking in glory another morning’s story
When the winds blowing in throwing down earthquakes
Leaving asking the question what’s the meaning of earth day

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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

Closet case basking in glory another morning’s story
When the winds blowing in throwing down earthquakes
Leaving asking the question what’s the meaning of earth day

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That was ill man! I really really like that first line in and of itself too. Pretty poetic ...

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Originally Posted by 5th state

That was ill man! I really really like that first line in and of itself too. Pretty poetic ...

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thanks



Who to go the Intel without the hashtags
I body bag beats knock out verses
Hit them with more bits than 16 bit chipsets
Dead weight often process fast as 64bit Intel chips
My Pentium III was innovation checking what we doing back in the days
Now we tweeting twisting out verbalization
Optimal rocking flows with my GUI isn’t new
I can ASCAP render your dirt nap
Snip snap pick a lock
Flip a flopper drop kick e’m in the jaw
They ain’t coming to you in 3D let alone HD
Emcees know me like a dog kennel
I snap and bite snipe out cha life
Wrote cha code in flows that don’t erode
Unload more text than scripts penned by SAG writers
I’m mighty with the pen and lethal with the sword
Chop you down straight on the mixing board
Or leave ya flow diced up on the cutting room floor
Or leave you chopped and diced without reality tv
I am that nice that the food network often calls me for advice

Got bats and batons by the tons trunk hidden
stand by myself revolver holding in this ghetto prison
Soldiers who passed their names are graffiti tagged on walls
Mysterious cars follow us as if we were government opposing stars
Still shining many mesmerized by my memroirs
Bodacious bars crafted and grafted friends are enlisted and drafted
Mordern day warfare where witty warlords lounge in their lairs
Bitches have their tongues out like Jordan when he was jumping in the air
Zealots and zombies bring a heavy scare
I throw a bar like a chair to who contest your not spared

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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

Chop you down straight on the mixing board
Or leave ya flow diced up on the cutting room floor
Or leave you chopped and diced without reality tv
I am that nice that the food network often calls me for advice

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Flows very well from concept to concept. I like how the chopping and the studio/TV topics are constantly intertwined. Also, that last line was a killer closer.

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Got bats and batons by the tons trunk hidden
stand by myself revolver holding in this ghetto prison
Soldiers who passed their names are graffiti tagged on walls
Mysterious cars follow us as if we were government opposing stars
Still shining many mesmerized by my memroirs
Bodacious bars crafted and grafted friends are enlisted and drafted
Mordern day warfare where witty warlords lounge in their lairs
Bitches have their tongues out like Jordan when he was jumping in the air
Zealots and zombies bring a heavy scare
I throw a bar like a chair to who contest your not spared

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The alliterations work well imo. Very creative in its form.

Will check out this thread more regularly, I have definitely been missing out. The verses I read so far are fire.

S-H-double E-P no throwing in towels
I don’t need vowels when I am underneath a cowl
Get howling at the moon, gimme the moon
I’ll attack with goons loose as wolves in the booth
Bloody bath faded drafts you can’t divide by PI
Don’t wonder why runeth the cup over
Get sundered by heat blazing like a sword
Chop ya vocals on a board with no reward
You can’t see me like a John Cena wrestling move
Busting flows like the bird flu in a chokehold
Break the mold I’m catastrophe hold cloth
Haste in wasteland when time has stopped
I can still rock like the sun’s flares have glared all with radiation poisoning
Fallout 3 New Vegas made me Escape from New York
When I rather Escape from the plastic world that is L-A
Get brick layered when the concrete hasn’t even dried yet
Debt iron out cha currencies when nothing get exchanged
Derange by how I spoke Latin when nothing happened
Get Scooby snacks when I wreck in effects tracks over wack raps
Never had a das when I wrestle my text for being cellular
When your siginal isn’t even 3G let alone 4G or LTE
So if you can see me than you must be dead, Idol Hands anymone??

What the fuck is going on/ dark sky horizon emerged In red moonlight/ contemplating if Neil Armstrong really took that moon flight/ Phoenix Lights hue's bright on an Arizona night/ convinced witnesses eye sights from the immense lights/ is dark matter black or white/ is man just man or god like/ is the unknown mysteries of life causing this stage fright/ cosmic projectile forces/oscillating through biological sources/ that give mortal man limited choices/ free will or not/ tick tock of the biological clock/ times an synopsis of the life's movie plot/ I predicate information through telekinesis and command the grays to take heed to this/ what kind of heathen is this/ who want all the world resources for themselves so to control everyone else/ frantic control fanatics/causing fear and panic on the planet to dominate and manage/ as if Ebola strain wasent made through man made lab tam-permeants/ ancient tablets revealing others worlds with life inhabitants/ Dogon astrological excellence showing sirius b in such extravagance/ are the Watchers watching u and me/ in do time we all shall see/ what the fuck is going on

Status atlas awarded received it then teleported
Two minutes millenniums later brain drained data shortage
Dork kids fed pork ribs that pain stomachs with worms
Sickness confirmed smash mastery is hard to learn
Damage done I'm unconcerned my style stimulus stern
Until the day I die my world turns smoked out at the flicks me and the usher burned
The o.g. kush home grown in the backyard behind an evergreen bush
Instinctive extinction level agenda pushed like shopping carts
You never hit fresh pussy you just ate rotten twats
address as your honor as I bone your ugly mama in the dark
Her face bag covered and put under the covers pussy was so soft felt like my cock was in butter
Damn she's a freak bitch though eating out my shithole I farted in her face at least twice
Thanks to the macaroni, lima beans, and rice
I don't even spit game and still nail em like christ

I'm sticking figures pulling triggers on you pork sausage niggas trying to copy his the ripper
Your whack asses would have lost battles in the booth to big tyga
Type to cut you open and feed my pits your liver I give em goals y'all give em glitter
Rugged folk smoke til simmered amateurs and beginners the rap weasel skinner
Teeth broken for words impolitely smoking plus you chokened
Bike spokes hit the face of pussy spokesman who provoked him

Broken wind bust a sin bust a flow off in the solar winds
Light cha hell up like the solar system
Revolve around the sun
Get eclipsed by the moon when I come thru
Punish those verbals with more lashings than those days
Just due pay dues I paid my dues and bruised
My knuckles got clutched crossed platforming
Up the norman I am not cha normality
I’m a formality you cannot undue
This is ritualic death dying off roofs
Hit cha off with skip-bos and draw fours
Don’t know how it goes when I just UNO ya
I remain swift and changeable when your just unable to go
Dusted bolts helluva shot you ain’t no Jordan with the jump shot
I don’t need to pump-fake like D-Rose or Melo
I take it to the hole like I’m charging the line
Give me the free-throw I ain’t missing like Shaq
I got ice in my veins like a professional should
Doing damage on the hardwood
We can do it Magic vs Bird
Say the word we don’t need to stop for no shotclock
I can play triangle defense and still check ya wit the zone
Trying to see me man to man will get cha checked and wrecked
And rejected like Rodman block, stealing from me like Mugsy
Or you give me a technical and eject me like Rasheed Wallace