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homey ma bullets stay hollow to seal ya fate wen its swallowed/
my jobs to stop the haters actin like they followed, ma unstoppable flow/
i bottle ma foes, bodies disposed, all the hotties AND the hoes/
everybody gots to go wen this nigga gets heated/
i give props to every mc that i defeated/
a white boy wins lopsided and they say that nigga cheated/
nah duny, im the original gangsta goin back to the origins/
old schools before ma time so i gotta bring it home again/
kings bridge reppin, my hearts where the natural flow is in/
here i go again, spittin flames like a shaolin dragon/
tiger style in ya area dignity is what im baggin/
ma buddha palm will permanently leave ya face piece gone/
HEY MISTER WEATHER MAN, I FEEL A COLD FRONT COMIN ON/
lookin like ya structure been bombed by ma long silver john/
or is it long john silvers, hmm go figure, im broke nigga/
u aint gonna find a gold digger, strait pimpin wit styyyyle/
shit i fucked ya moms last nite, u can see it from her smile/
turn the dial and i turn to a nigga on the prowl/
fuck the a-town, THIS IS HOW IT GO DOWWN/ (think south accent)
no offense to n e body out in GA also
get at me-
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nice verse, vocab an the flo was pretty good
"here i go again, spittin flames like a shaolin dragon/
tiger style in ya area dignity is what im baggin/"
liked that line
keep it up
peace
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good looks sirk, thanx for the feedback
call me el nino the notorious lyrical downpour/
floodin all systems wen my imperial clouds soar/
hear ma sound roar blowin out ya ear drums/
supernova bars, ma lines they b fearsome/
the fierce one i am, nigga im the son and the sam/
u can feel ma presence like the sun to your hand/
im the diamond in the rough, u the shells in the sand/
i done figured out the plan, i keep spittin and one day ill b herd/
recongnized as a great another master with his words/
my bars stay on point, aint never been curved/
i spit flames and im still better cold wen served/
cuz ma cold winds burn, acknowledge wut i earned/
ma knowlegde done turned, from a kid to a killa/
livin off nickels and dimes now im gettin that scrilla/
who u kno that b illa, this nigga got skills/
my mic made me money so this nigga got wheels/
playboy mother fucker, all ya bitches cop feels/
pimpin aint easy wen u knock shoes boots and heels/
im that nigga that takes and u that nigga that steals/
quick verse, get at me-
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ima b on vacation for a while so i wanted to up this before i left and the thread fell off, i was feelin my last couple of verses so lemme kno if you do 2. or give me ur best shot.
get at me-
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uppin the thread, been a long time
homey u aint ready for this lyrical face off/
i rip ya nose, ears, and waist off/
like u was a member of LA Weightloss/
u cant measure all the weight i tossed/
ur paycheck cant even fuck wit, MA DAYS OFF/
lil sumthin i was thinkin bout earlier, got 2 lazy to make a whole verse out of it
get at me-
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check the kid resurectin the east coast flow/
killa bees knos, pants low c ma glock show/
dont stop tho, broke ass nigga still got hoes/
creepin in real slow, check it/
now lemme finesse the rugged rymes thru ya membrane/
mastered the art form so my goal b the next game/
apart from ya thoughts ma dick hang like a neck chain/
watch it swing from left to rite, all flavors included/
these bitches gettin at me like hoods on a suited/
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check it
this homey cant complain, im risin up over pain/
livin life thru the game, all pride no shame/
nummin nerves wit my lyrical novacane/
inhalation of fumes release the beast from the cage/
from the beats to the page/
light up the streets and the stage/
let ma vocals rip holes thru ya body like a pierce gun/
niggas step to god but they all run from the fiercesome/
break beats got me flowin like the blood from ur eardrum/
u talkin like u a animal, then toss me the spear son/
watch as my arrowheads slice thru ya arteries/
thats a fatality kid, now ur soul becomes apart of me/
my whole mentality is, if i aint finished then it never started b/
cant get thru, cant even startle me, run a rampage like bartelbee/
i just created a new top 5 mother fuckers,i dare u not to start with me/
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hear the rythm of the beatbox, i beat flows u beat socks/
paragraphs in position now im waitin till the beat knocks/
everyones gets a hear come around come around/
feel my throat muscles vibratin in to the ground/
advance to the exit cuz niggas dont want it/
step to this like a bear trap, souls constantly haunt it./
fallen foes still feel the pain in the chest/
heart skips a beat every second to the tenth/
lungs collapsed so the body longs for a breathe/
fingers burnt off from my infamous mic filled with death/
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At first look u think this kid was just average/
Dead ass i leave niggas heads in a carriage/
Every day i drop lines just to feel good/
Debtin niggas who think they "real hood"/
What the fuck is they thinking steppin to a prodigy/
Under the assumption they got skills, yea gotta be/
Talkin like they aint never herd of respect/
Always wanna be hard cuz they think they got rep/
Nobody understands u homey, speak clearly/
Grabbin that mic gave u a new reason to fear me/
kinda cheesy but i was bored
get at me
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^^^ Haha word one on ya last one feelin how ya did that i gotta do dat shit!
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yo we should make a thread where everyone makes a verse like that with there name haha
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pass that shit and lemme show u the tru meaning of ya highness/
honor the best and those worthy of recognition from ya blindness/
loyalty is a rare quality reserved for only the realest of real persons/
jealousy and betrayal is what ultimately leads to all these black herses/
settle down and lemme flow freely wit my neverending knowledge/
these verses got continuous streaks like cars do with mileage/
i done wrecked niggas wit my mysteriously vengeful skills/
i vent for bills cuz my temper swallow mc's like pills/
wash em down wit the infamous and aquatic flow/
legendary for the rep now im hot cuz i kno/
the streets we walk, got mic chords lined out in chalk/
break bones wit talk, u can c ma skills from the roots to the stalk/
everybody get wit it, copyrwrite my shit but niggas still bit it/
bring my ego everywhere and the shit still never fit in/
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comin thru, the master of the art of war/
sun tzu darts originatin from a hardened core/
brace yaself, its the king of the treachourus lava flows/
ganja grows alongside a long line of foes/
c ya mind close, losin that feelin of testoterones/
homey u bein marked for death by ma sharpie/
non toxic flavor cuz ima leave u starving/
read in between the lines/fuck you/ like u was parking/
^^^^^----> added it for fun lol
i dont see no action nigga all i hear is barking/
finish later