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that's right i am underestimated that means u don't realize/
when true emcees break backs of emcees with feeble spines//
dog i been rappin for a second, yet u should try later/
causee i'm still elvating 40 flights, like skyscrapers//
next word= clock work
Ya ain't 40 flights, just four lame fuckin' lines/
I'll post while ya online, so ya can try one mo' time/
"Serious lyricst?" ya bullshit rhymes give me a serious cyst/
Ya just got bitch-slapped, nut-kicked an' hard dissed/
But lemme bring this back to quality material/
I leave ya drowned like milk drowns some cereal/
Don't try to step when ya ain't got no rep/
I ain't gotta be strapped ta get ya clapped/
Ya ain't gettin' killed, just lyrically murk'd/
I'm always on time like this be clock-werk/
N/W Earthquake
(ok this almost turn into battle lol no beef though right lol)
4 lines is only the beginning, i spit pages of rhymes
the first chapter isn't the ending, like depending,
on a payment of dimes/
Your lines can't even match up, your flow is terrible/
i just started reading it and ten errors arose, spun my mind like a carasel/
I spit natural disaster, your verses burn away/
This is off the rictor scale like Calfornia state earthquakes//
Next word?
o yea right
next word= aduio books
(No battle man, just bein' funny)
Check it son, I kill dudes' rhyme books/
Like Mobb Deep said, ain't no halfway crooks/
Ma dissin' was pretty, but lemme drop about tha city/
Concrete draped in smog, tha air be kinda shitty/
Still I chill on eight floo' with gin an' tonic pill/
Light a cig breathe tha smoke out ma grill/
But I'm a wrap up like a song with a hook/
Shut ya shit down when I burn audio books..
N/W Slick (and please.. don't rhyme it with
"dick." Hahaha)
My rhymes are sharp like bushido blades/
I eat "chips" off the ol' block like frito lays//
we don't play
games online, this is real life, not where neo stays (matrix),
spit real flames
don't think u can get away, without receivin pain//
I'm more flexible than cheerleaders doin the splits
movin this quick, like qicksilver, smooth and it's slick//
next word= overated
(Yo Mouse, I checked your soundclick, not bad on the rhymes..)
Yo, I flow smooth like cool water of a bubblin' brook/
My scripts be religious like Christians' Holy Books/
Y'all be flappin' lips like some flags in da breeze/
While I clip sentences like mobstas clip da knees/
I shadow talk like speech with no voice box/
While ya shadow real with fakeness like Botox/
MCs make no sense like Bush "misunderestimated"/
While I breathe for praise cuz I'm neva overrated/
N/W Quickness
(gald u liked my soundclick Press)
These are freewrttins, never practiced before
rap isn't forced, it's classic, magic, not implanted but born//
I spit lyrically venom, like vipers strikin
constrict like pythons
cold blooded reptallians, write the nicest//
Text is only an element of my career,
not a computor nerd, i'm an intelligent rhyme pioneer//
call me a misfit Haters attack my target and missed it,
I'm the flash, no one can match, my legendary quicknes//
next word= Disney Channel
I step up to the plate swing'n my Sword lettin off Infinite Ammo
Midgets Ramble like Misfits Gamble, Bitch SicC??? u still watchin da
DISNEY CHANNEL
n/w: Digital Cable
a dark mind with sharp fangs and rhymes so fatal
feed off my neighbours plus jack they didital cable....
next werd- night train
posted late: IGNORE
This is reality, da police spotted me
Hands on da wall! I stalled, they rodney’ed me
This da ghetto where stress neva leggo
I’m poppin pills, sippin pepto shifty actin klepto
Cope when I compose mental instrumentals
Dental jobs fo fake cats, I push pedal to da medal
Blue jump suit plead wit parole panel
They put me in rehab watching da Disney channel
n/w Bavarian
Livin in da basement below pavement
Unshaven, no sun looking like a cancer patient
Police sirens causin migraines
I’m out dis joint... gon catch me a nite train
n/w focus
pass a new mic kid i broke it
fuckin smoked it like a pipe filled wit hocus-pokus
drunk when i wrote it
one of my many personalitys spoke it
yall b fake like bush votes kid
smashin yall in the face till ya lose al focus
next werd....stimulation
Nice one god....
Whitey, drive SUV, police wave at me:thumbup:
I think Fifty Cents is nifty
Though I think black people are shifty
Drive through the hood quickly
Rap drummin, slumming speeds my circulation
Weekend ghetto vacation type stimulation
n/w swollen
rhymes tight like the entry of ya colan
lyrically unloadin biblical plague scriptures for the chosen
verse hot yet heart cold frozen
knock out a crab mc 4 straight posin
leavin his blind third eye swollen
nxtwrd- office space
?next word?
office space...i no i 4got but i edited it so its office space
sit in an office cube hands on pubes
surf porn, people screw nottin better to do
white shirt.... short sleeves
look at da clock what da fuck I wanna leave
long pasty face fired now replaced
come back wit an AKA, waste this office space
n/w dogs and nachos
You Pause I'm Full Throttle im a Hog but still Got Ho's
fuck this puttin Smog in Cop's Homes, eatin em like Weiner Dogs n Nachos'
n/w: Kitana Blade
puttin shells in ya mouth like fuckin tacos
ringing the bell without L.L screamin "its not yours"
hip-hop whores in the red light district without locked doors
cause i got these bastards open like sores
on point like the infa red dot yo
these rhymese be mine cat they not yo's
cause ur rhymes be cheesy like corn DOGS and NACHOS
next word....lamp shade
A bag over your head to cover the lights/
My dog is my gun, wanna bet that he bites?/
So you think Vato's eat taco's? and beans and shit too/
I'm A Mexican and guess what.... we all fuckin' do/
I got genital sores from whores who bend on all fours/
It's a chore yo they got me open like car doors/
When i'm freestylin' ya'll bet i'm just as nice/
Scarin' niggas like I was the poltergist/
I stand tall like a mountain resting in the everglade/
And have the ability to turn out your light from a lamp shade/
N/W - Next Word
shit, edited so got posted late; here it is anyway, I like it:
Ma style dirty like sanchez
Like hot lunches and german shit munchers
Hardcore like tobacco
Two by fo style knock out till you blackout
Invasive style penetrates intestines
I'm blessed with skills that kill like Smith’n Wesson
From T-dot west-end
Illuminate cyphaz wit my presence like incandescence
reduce opponents to irrelevence
castrate mc's force'em too be celibate
possess intelligence....
IQ's that's like one fifty eight
I’m so bright, I need to come on stage wearin a lamp shade
n/w next word
I blow up suckas like handgernades
spit oil like on canvas paints
u can't erase
permanemt, words ispit
and animate//
these pages of my life
so theirs more than
what granite makes (pencils with granite tips)
marks on paper moving in sync
but not what the band is named// (nsync)
I spit these phrases online, u could call me a text nerd/
but remember this post, next time u can't think of the next word//
next word=indecent
my rap's mouse trap, better yet I'm da fat cat
swallow you whole, now you a hairball on da mat
what you got?... I rhyme solid like fort knox
flow tight like spandex my delivery's like fed ex
I spit so much rap shit I don't need chapsticks
like david blain I'm way beyond cheap hat tricks
jaw droppa I rhyme like da big papa
yo style more basic den dat parappa da rappa
I'm like religious visions....crowd pleasin
since you just a pup I'll stop being indecent
n/w Polish - (like a person from Poland)
U firing darts but they all miss,
to have a little talent, that be ur wish,
I be writing this verse, but its no diss,
My words be followed
like the Constituition of May 3rd,
for those who dont know its the law of the Polish
Next word
Listen
(no beef, just sorta battle )
I shoot automic arrows like the green ranger
Your simple rhymes more mindless than readin screensavers, i speak danger,//
in rooms that include, your doom like my avatar
the mouse and the mask,still spewin automatic bars//
(MF doom and Danger Mouse collab album)
I'm killing emcees with this lyrical anthrax
You deliver with Fed-Ex?
I send with urannium post stamps//
(UPS)
You can't realize, u indifferent
u don't realize u dead, passed on
it's just a euphimism/
to decribe u died
but u won't listen//
next word=Christ
Mashin you up quicker than you can rejuvinate,
step to me an you lookin to get eraticate,
Im a fly nigga that tryin to make it,
your rhymes r bare, no clothes, dey fukin naked.
Your a lost kid like the three blind mice,
try to hit bak and i hav you beggin for Christ.
N/W= Official
All right they call me the student
the streets hopeful graduate/
study these rhyme books to pass the test
as the dopest canadate/
for the top of my class, i studied while others unaware/
some have dared,
to claim the throne, ignoramous clones
who think the "crown" is dirty brown underwear//
next word-bushido (like the sword)
from the young age of 8 my martial studies begun
succumbed as a teen to blood lusting for fun
lost my way many times my Sensei's lessons were shunned
finally at 25 I arrived to the land of the Rising Sun,
mesmorised by beauty of warrior shrines bathed in peaceful tranquility
learnt humility, bowed my head, unlocking limitless ability
in Portugese my name translates to ardiloso fujido
lifelong intent, forged with the immoveable heart of bushido
next word: Brazil
LOL i thought is said underwear LOL
i am so retatared LOL
a scary little nigga that is tryin to make it,
move away from the mic for i am here to take it,
challenge me with any world record ill fukin break it,
i do old girls not young ones you gad-dam rapist
you are self-concious, that is quite understandable,
get a refund on ur rhymes for they to reprimandable.
your tool is the size of a penny, 2 "mills"
ill have ya girl as a cast in the "Mike's in Brazil"
Mke is Brazil is a porno guys!!!
N/W= edit
Shoutin a Message, takin Child's support and ya Blessin'
fuck a Friendship, i got cats in Lac's that could kill ya with the Penmenship
Essence Lifts, ta dim ya shine like Less Sun Bitch!!
Lesson's Drift ta Canada ta south of the border by Mexicans
Estrogen makes it so life don't mean shit aint worth Rememberance
n/w: Shadow Hounds
Fuck penmenship my friends only kill with weapon/
7 Mile to Cass motha fucka where you reppin?/
In the next thing to a second, once you confess/
I blow my shotgun and rip off a peice of your chest/
I've got big balls, in case a woman has a big mouth/
And you can bring 5 girl friends cuz Trigga got a big couch/
Got Cousin's in Memphis they reppin' the orange mound/
Any outsider gets crept on like a shadow hound/
N/W - Detroit
keep it original never switched the style,
i swing my tongue like a bat and rhymes hit for miles
its been a while since i smacked the cypha with exploits,
i came back on fire to melt pistons like detroit!
n/w extra
my spits disperse the Whole Universe cuz i'm a Fresh Stud
I'll leave ya Messed Up!! the way my -Text Punch-
it's make ya Death Come in the Next Month
so I put Pressure that will Tear ya Texture
leave ya Best Hurt, and my spits hit Better then Pepper
and Bringin Adventures, Admiting his Displeasures
Commiting Sins I don't know any better
without Ambition N' initiative fuck all the Lectures
Final Ancestor's n Specific Friends I'll Always Protect Extra
n/w: Shinobi
those who become consumed by typhoons/
assume evil/ like warewolves at full moons/
at high noon/ the wail told of wounds/
blood spilled in vain a battle cry with no tune/
an ugly tale/ a sailor impales his own sail/
fights himself/ for three days attacks whales/
plight of self, sought the quest that showed he/
anger slows force showed obi wan kenobi/
in the battlefield/ these rules are deemed holy/
the art of ninpo shown from swords of shinobi/
next word: astrophysics
contemplating a reason to prevent destruction
of supposed lyricists who fake the function
time and time again they find weak reasons
to convince me their style is something to believe in
they wish upon a falling star
and claim another cared for them from afar
wishes fail quick when lacking faith
less likely than a new born baby beginning to menstruate
tactically the idea was based on emotion
rationally the thought was purely pride boasting
to tell you the truth of the star, who is it
the respected elder who has studied astrophysics
next word : wait fuck the first word i chose, next one is "destroy"
i am the horseman/
the end is near
according to my sources//
forcin me to pick "fruits"
up out of they orchards//
America is scared like when Orsen/
broadcast the "War of the Worlds" but did it so well,
people thought there was an alien invasion/
the ocassion
called for an evacuation
of New Jersey, like birds freed from they cages
one of my favorites//
somthing that i enjoy
fear and terror in the hearts of men
that i destroy//
next word=accomplished