adedwutang's protected scrolls

Livin home, summin le game show..
Summin le pinto now summin le big show.. ( town now )
I hold down crowns..
Bold, fo, pound ( bounding grounds )
Make, up, dese clowns…
Town, two , town ( what updown )
Axeled globes, money molds, heaters go…
What cha know, what cha now, what cha float… ( what cha goats )
Groove,tools,fools,don’t lose your cool…
Im all ready in the pool ( cools )

Chrome twenty twos screaming, small but still listening.. ( feel me )
Christening dese villains, with d vixens… ( feel me )
P.i. restricted, T.I glistens, Wu-tang vision.. ( feel me )
Mia Heat, how I got you o’niel.. ( see me )
Ol deals, o deal, who steals…. ( see me )
Ol steel, o real, disappear.. ( see me )
Big clear, big beer, big peers… ( see we ?? )

im not sure wut to think of that verse, but either way, drop it in ur own thread.

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Originally Posted by adedwutang

im not sure wut to think of that verse, but either way, drop it in ur own thread.

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im sorry you can understand some-thing else...... but its a hot verse.. and i never knew you had to have a thread for yourself to make yourself feel good about yourself.. shouldnt everyone put their input and work ntogether?.?.?

nah son theres already a thread made for that. and i made this one so i can c wut other wu-heads think about my skills, not to feel good about myself. if you took a second to look thru the temple you would see thats the whole fuckin point. SO FUCK OFF jk
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lol i feel that.. sorry for the quick to think notion... but your rhymes are tight still

its all good kid

check it, homey i stay spittin that illmatic shit like esco/
ma breastplate stay filled wit all of the best flows/
i stay crackin bones like i was excersisin a neck roll/
and trust me, ur girl look better wit less clothes/
a man in ma position is tuff, nobody but lex knows ( lex luther(villain))
and u cant even give me props cuz i already gets those/
now u kno that is shoulda been told/
or even written in the scrolls/
that no emcee could b released from ma lyrical threshold/
i bless those, who dont got the gift that i possess so/
i jump on a chics chest and i show her ma breaststroke ( get it )
so lets go, im wit it/
u tryin to do it wen i done did it/
u steppin back and im comin on wit it/
so come git it/
pussy ass nigga walkin around in a boss fitted/
u thought u was a winner but u lost in the forth innin/

couple bars was recycled in the middle, i just thought they fit really well

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im a man on fire homey, u can call me creasy/
seperate ya neck from ya head cuz its just that easy/
chics trail ma sperm cuz they just that sleazy/
u blow niggas i blow roofs cuz ma flows just that breazy/
im too powerful to comprehend so im a take it real slow n chilled out/
ur skills only fill half the glass homey, mines done spilled out/
my rymes take pages, ur shit aint even filled out./
i rap for the ages, u rap like u from down south/
u wouldnt know a good line if it came outa ya own mouth/
u already spit ya 2 bits and i aint even bring em out/

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comments please

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Originally Posted by adedwutang

im a man on fire homey, u can call me creasy/
seperate ya neck from ya head cuz its just that easy/
chics trail ma sperm cuz they just that sleazy/
u blow niggas i blow roofs cuz ma flows just that breazy/
im too powerful to comprehend so im a take it real slow n chilled out/
ur skills only fill half the glass homey, mines done spilled out/
my rymes take pages, ur shit aint even filled out./
i rap for the ages, u rap like u from down south/
u wouldnt know a good line if it came outa ya own mouth/
u already spit ya 2 bits and i aint even bring em out/

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The white line is the only line in this verse that good IMO. ITs in battle format,which gets boring to me, unless its simply raw.

By battle format i mean the rhymes are all like " i'm do this to you then this" and "you couldn't do this if you were this".
Try tellin a quick story in the middle of yo verses, or make a whole story verse.

yea i kno wut u mean, i been writin story verses for a while, i got em all over the thread, its just sometimes i dont feel like putting so much thought into it. but thanx for the advice ne way

tight is all i gottta say

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Originally Posted by adedwutang

yea i kno wut u mean, i been writin story verses for a while, i got em all over the thread, its just sometimes i dont feel like putting so much thought into it. but thanx for the advice ne way

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My battle format verses kinda got a little story in them like this:

I fund a mental pateint through lyrics that come spiritual
These are fundamental basics, foundations are critical
Potential grows exponetial, been through the white flames
The presidential has the essential credentials that ignite games
Thats of a legend, spoke to the reveren for seven seconds
On some blessin wit words, but niggas wrestlin wit weapons
Peep the message, One versus four hardcore mc's i tore
Washed them niggas upon shore, behind the discount store
Put your, thoughts together nicely
Fuck the fighting through writing, fists strike like lighting
Givin dental records to the biting
Yo Electrical techinical specticales can't see me in a wire
Medical assistance need by the opposin foes, trapped in fire
So put down that desire because death will transpire hastley
Hire niggas to sell saphires, them switchin liars try to waste me

this is what i thought a story verse was like, wrote this a long time ago
your shits tight by the way

The Lift
i woke up to a phone at 5 after 8/
my mouth was filled with a bitter sweet taste/
it was ma man callin up sayin meet me at the place/
so i went to the bathroom and washed the sleep out ma face/
he said i aint got much time and i gotta quikken up ma pace/
so my slo motion movement turned to a race/
grabbed the jewelry out ma case/
then said by to ma baby cuz i knew i plucked an ace/
waitin for my ride on the corner of the street/
ma walkman playin and my head bobbin to the beat/
thinkin to myself how i didnt get enuff sleep/
then i felt a vibration at the bottom of ma feet/
a car approached the curb and it was ma boy in the jeep/
we drove away calm and collective, lookin all sleek/
he drove real slo so i dozed off in the car/
he said wake ya ass up cuz we not that far/
we got to the place and i realized it was a bar/
we went inside and took the lift to the loft/
a man opened the door i said can we speak to the boss/
he said "listen kid u better get lost"/
my ass, i kno every man has his cost/
slipped him a twenty and he said the niggas in the back/
walkin thru the room and saw everyone was wearin black/
aint hard to tell that they was sellin crack/
the rocks was big and the pockets wasnt flat/
herd a deep voice in the shadows that instructed wut our mission was/
wasnt listenin to wut he said except "u gonna need some slugs"/
later found out we had to prove our worthiness in the set/
veterans was arguin as they were settin up a bet/
"betcha the white boy backs out" forget that man i gotta rep/
this is my life man i cant live off of checks/
my boy told me we had to merc some kid/
they didnt even let us kno what this little nigga did/
i thought to myself this is some fucked up shit/
wut could of this little boy done to get this bid/
gotta do wut i gotta do, never mind wats rite/
creeped up to his buildin in the middle of the nite/
saw him chillin on the corner so we stayed out of site/
i hesitated as my man started out into the light/
confronted him real nice, n he said wutup u wanna fight/
had my ghat in hand and i was holdin it tight/
i made a movement real slight, and this dude pulls a 40 from the right/
we open fire at eachother and he hits my man in the chest/
i emptied my clip and put my hand to rest/
then i was shocked by wut had happened next/
a cop comes around the corner so i run till im out of breath/
a quik cut to the side alley and into a random door/
i sat and waited smellin the piss on the floor/
my finger was feelin real sore, as i waited some more/
walked out prayin to god that i would b ignored/
next mornin paper says that 2 kids were found dead/
i had so many thoughts rushin to my head/
couldnt sleep all nite sittin in my bed/
woke up and looked for the paper that i had read/
nowhere to be found and i hear the phone ring once then again/
my man says where u been man how much u overslept/
i realized it was all a dream and i felt blessed/
im gettin out of this business man i never shuld of messed/

this isnt exactly how it went but i made it a little little different so i can ryme, and its more like a poem with no beat to it so u gotta add some flow to it when u read to make it sound rite
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