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Psychotic dreams

v1

When i sleep it feels like i'm still awake, my whole body aches
Sweat dripping down my flesh, regurgitate what i ate
Not fast food, hog or steak, whip cream, and marble cake
Looking in the mirror seeing scars on my face
From what? On my kneck i see cuts
And on my dressor two empty bottles of Belve, but i don't feel drunk
I smell weed aroma, but there's no trees, or blunt
It's hot as hell in this room, on the floor i see my ladies dress, and pumps
Walking from room to room, but i'm alone, i hear footsteps in the front
Of the house, they sound loud, but the noise drowned out
I start to shout, and hear knocks on the door, who's coming quarter of four
In the morning? I open it up to see my pet dog yawning
Head to the kitchen on my refrigerator satanic drawings
My cd players on playing rawkus soundbombing
turned it off but it still plays, i'm scared, and amazed
see one of my seeds and i calls his name
And he acts like he can't see or hear me, put my hand on his face
He cries, and runs away, this can't be real, i'm going crazy today
I start to prey, and i hear a man laughing, then see him passing
Chase him til i'm out breathe gasping, he's speaking pig latin
Finally cornered the fool by the porch, ready to smash em
My lady comes out in her night gown , asking me what happened?
Looking at me like a madman when i explained the commotion
she said you mustv'e had a nightmare, why is your finger broken??

Great shit J.T.S.... Keep writing, from what I've seen, you're just getting better.

It’s the doomilation verses the rhyming tyrant
Making it blatantly honest like Former President Bill Clinton
“I did not have sexual relations with that women”/
I’m coming with the “Yoga Flame!”
Like Dhalsim versus Blanka’s shocking mentality/
Emcees better boost up they quality
When I drop bombs you get no notoriety/
Trying to reach out and grab some prosperity
I think you should graduate like Kanye/
To any dismay I rip you down like The Fall of Rome
I’m off the dome like Supernatural when he freestyles/
Y’all sucker emcees are pre-written get me a copy and let me have a listen
Oops wait I thought you couldn’t keep ripping without ghostwriters/
Looks like I got the sight beyond sight like sword of omens
Y’all pups are nothing gnomes roaming the country side/
Lend me your ears I spit spears y’all just pawns to my ears
Watch this Bishop move in silence and remain equally violent/
Confessionals are less impressionable
When I’m addressing you from the pews/
I got views from the skyscrapers jumping into action
Call me “Lord of Chaos” when I’m unleashing undisputable odds/
Fantastic actions classical magic beat mics down until they’re shedding plastic
Openly average with the bars I unleash on you peons like Michael Savage/

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Originally Posted by Shizzah

Great shit J.T.S.... Keep writing, from what I've seen, you're just getting better.

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P.E.A.C.E.

Progression peaks, expressions deep, infiltrators infiltrating streets
I make Manny Ramerez hits, my shadow darkens society
Xtra large the size of me, the government censors my bleeps
Head snatching snatcher, rap raptures rapped rapidly
Verses become sleet, i rap homicidal beneath the sheets
Yellow tape in front of me, here comes the fans, coolin' sun degrees
Leave some slums deceased, rest in peace, break-beats so sweet
Awful unlawful underground king, Barbie, Ken killing Kennnedy
amendments read, constutution catastraphe, institutions after me..
I locked it down-town, fly-killing kiler, you maggots free
Braids and Stevie Wonder beads, black Apollo Creed
Mike tyson additude, Don king greed, dollar signs mislead our seeds
Heater holders burning weed, cops ticket me for the flow speed
Steez useless like bonus tracks, well-toned high tone raps
Fingers snap, trash bags full of scraps, garbage gangsters attacked
The mack returns, cattle burns, i branded the worms
Enter states through interstates, my formula u-turns
Sit back and learn, stack all money earned
Half-a mil to burn, i learned my biz from the firm
Travel overseas, props return, chopping turns
trees falling on ballers balling, cop callers calling
Emergency, urgency, birds beat color burgundy
I made seas, seasons change like the kicks on my feet
next contestant, remove their intestines in seconds, son's the second me
eat emcee's til my belly's full, i'm the coal global heat

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Progression peaks, expressions deep, infiltrators infiltrating streets
I make Manny Ramerez hits, my shadow darkens society
Xtra large the size of me, the government censors my bleeps
Head snatching snatcher, rap raptures rapped rapidly
Verses become sleet, i rap homicidal beneath the sheets
Yellow tape in front of me, here comes the fans, coolin' sun degrees
Leave some slums deceased, rest in peace, break-beats so sweet
Awful unlawful underground king, Barbie, Ken killing Kennnedy
amendments read, constutution catastraphe, institutions after me..
I locked it down-town, fly-killing kiler, you maggots free
Braids and Stevie Wonder beads, black Apollo Creed
Mike tyson additude, Don king greed, dollar signs mislead our seeds
Heater holders burning weed, cops ticket me for the flow speed
Steez useless like bonus tracks, well-toned high tone raps
Fingers snap, trash bags full of scraps, garbage gangsters attacked
The mack returns, cattle burns, i branded the worms
Enter states through interstates, my formula u-turns
Sit back and learn, stack all money earned
Half-a mil to burn, i learned my biz from the firm
Travel overseas, props return, chopping turns
trees falling on ballers balling, cop callers calling
Emergency, urgency, birds beat color burgundy
I made seas, seasons change like the kicks on my feet
next contestant, remove their intestines in seconds, son's the second me
eat emcee's til my belly's full, i'm the coal global heat

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JTS damn impressive is the word to phrase this verse you sold me on the manny line i was like damn son you just getting better w/ time

just wanna say peace and love to my SECTION 9 COMRADES-

darts are on point-

1

OTB - LIVE and UNCUT

I was revealed to the truths, through ancient wisdom,
seen images of golden kingdoms, palaces with great kings,
crown of jewels across my dome, fine women sing, and wine flows,
my minds in a liquid state, fate has given me this place,
rule it with no face, mask that covers the war scars,
battle wounds, but still leave women swooned,
fuck em then they gone, spread my seed like genghis khan,
my legacy lives for eons, be gone, out of my chamber,
i feel as if my lifes in danger, then enters a stranger,
had visions of a deranged mangler, all of a sudden, an attempt to bludgeon,
moved to fast, drew my sword and slashed, head cut in half,
the spot he stands pools red, there he remains dead,
then an arrow pierced right through my head,
everybodies face shows shock, rose and walked,
then stopped, dropped to my knees, i can still breath,
im still livin, im just way to persistant,
in an instant the arrow was retrieved, immortal is what i must be

Its dome shaker flow breaker rhyme snatcher ESP reader
Whenever I rap I’m telepathic like Professor X/
Emcees should research before they dare and test
The best even when they rested coming off the bench/
I press these half stepping niggaz back show e’m how to do it B-I-G like Shaq
I attack racks when I’m slamming cats banging out hoes in whips like the pros/
Flowing doper than most without giving the industry the cold shoulder
I told cha I’m the flame you roast pigs with and spit over instrumentals with/
God gave me a gift to rip through fakes
Mow the lawn show I can see these garden snakes/
Break fools like breakfast I eat quick, cook sick low on the carbs bitch
I’m diabetic interconnected spit wicked like got a sweet tooth for candy bars/
Y’all rip scandalous bars and write nothing that scared scripting nothing major
After I heard Bis, Tame, Red, Meth, Ghost, Rae, KRS there’s nothing you could do to spit with/
Y’all ain’t got no maximum strength to move a bolder with
So you could spit that hot trash to kids that don’t know no better/

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Originally Posted by Bronze Feet

I was revealed to the truths, through ancient wisdom,
seen images of golden kingdoms, palaces with great kings,
crown of jewels across my dome, fine women sing, and wine flows,
my minds in a liquid state, fate has given me this place,
rule it with no face, mask that covers the war scars,
battle wounds, but still leave women swooned,
fuck em then they gone, spread my seed like genghis khan,
my legacy lives for eons, be gone, out of my chamber,
i feel as if my lifes in danger, then enters a stranger,
had visions of a deranged mangler, all of a sudden, an attempt to bludgeon,
moved to fast, drew my sword and slashed, head cut in half,
the spot he stands pools red, there he remains dead,
then an arrow pierced right through my head,
everybodies face shows shock, rose and walked,
then stopped, dropped to my knees, i can still breath,
im still livin, im just way to persistant,
in an instant the arrow was retrieved, immortal is what i must be

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My consistency is constant, living disease, Magic johnson
Middleman hustle, middle-weight kid Compton
Brains blown to noodle slush, Philly beans in Boston
Stay with the green like celtics, juggular slicing contest
before the arm-rest, remove the fire-arms, and vest
Civilizing civilization, my nature a fire burning treach
Step off, swinging the club, ace face stitch conquest
like Das in efx, i fart funk-masters flex
you chickens couldn't touch a breast without getting pecked
Pass the laytex i'm hitting next, his wifey fucked on the steps

Fuck my wifey, isnt she lively?, plus insides are spirally,
so dont get lost, or get tossed down the steps, rituals for spiritual
sacrifice, next it might be your life, ripped out hearts atop of pyrimids,
thousands of feet in the air, enter my lair where blood sits in pool,
tongues wrapped around spools, eyes still fixed oon my jewels,
crown that rest on my head, fool who try to take it end up dead,
no bodyguards jus booby traps, watch your step my friend

Fight til' the end, living in this world of sin, my girls a ten
Emcee's ought to be intriqued, my rod lines reel em in
Warring by the river bin, dog style Rin Tin tin
Conquer blocks bringing blockades, when we defend
Our kin, ghetto gunners extorting Gold's gyms
You either go out or go in, pussy scared by my lightning
Run up on him while he's typing, lead pipe em
Acid thrown in his face for biting this bionic titan
Street desperado, bodies i dropped hard to find like Waldo
Get scalped indian style, then Christ crucified
Telling exclusive lies, get you wetted, hung to dry
Your bitch said she sea-men, naw hoe my semen in your eyes
the real realize the real lies, noone's immune to death
Doc doom effects, split you up like Lauryn, Pras, and Wyclef
So eat my feces pieces, your candy raps ressess
He got axed thiking finding my file was easy access
Struck to def, stay mute, you and your reps
Better recognize, i'm a problem energized
Ending lives, uniforn white striped, heat of the night
Stop acting like a dick cause you just got beat on the mic
Sugar in their tank ranked for that sweet shit they write

damn nice darts JTS n Bronze feet

Script scribing iron lung liver hive thriver mic liner
Throw darts wider than a fat chicks ass cheeks/
My bars reach through the book of eloems
Stolen souls get a reprieve from the chain snatcher/
Crash course force bashers mind plantation
Cramped minstrel shows be PMS when she blows/
Theorize lines with the likes of freaks, geeks and sheiks
Ali Baba grave robber closed casket pass the wishes/
I kiss a girl like the popular song on the radio
I made waves when I rip throughout the galaxy/
It’s a cold vein to maintain taken stages mantle up the cannibals
Swinging swords like barbarians with harem bone thrones/
Carve out domes carrier air condition Carbon dioxide vibrating views
Blind sound effects educate armor plate division decisive decision/
Make your case I’m late for forums with the section
Division be 9 minds combining to form multiple drones/
Attack of the clones George Lucas blows the spoof retread the surface
Remake life from the anti-life equating to equalization
creating manifestation beyond any stay-cation/

Youv'e elevated haevily chaos!

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

You've elevated heavily chaos!

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i gotta credit you, everybody in Section 9 and bronze feet for making me step my game up

with stand each fire of hell walkin with bronze feet
finding the value of the priceless in every day i breathe
each day of the week upon each continent and ocean
the exact strength in the digit on the n.g.e flag when he flowin
with a wisdom worth more then all the gold the planets holdin'
of the mind to recognize its value its worth more then
the midas touch with the same curse it conforms in
cause the circumstance of a genious is ridicule more critics then fans
i let joe buddens know i understand but to the point
and reason i made this rhyme
cause only thing that consumes matter is matters on the mind
as assured as u are when arithmetic is the bottom line
agreeable in every culture when u ask whats 1 + 2, right
with 3 45s u manifest 6 billion ways to die
fighting fire with fire i fight fire with water and rise
and when u bring ya gun to a test of intelligence every time
i get my vitamin mc cause 7 8 9
im the atomic number of nitrogen in the rhymes i spit
so u experimenting with high explosives when you trying him
the accounted stars that make up the big dipper
gods most righteous symbol
in the gregorian calender im september
each liberal art each sage each hill for each emperor
in the roman empire state im the numbers britians rememberin
when they mentionin 9/11's equivalent
the 8th wonder of the world just erected its your mind tryin to figure this
waiting for the sabbath cause im creating a whole new would off lyricist
who mental focused on the cardinal virtues not each deadly sin
and chasin its personification like morgan freeman and brad pit
for each heaven and earth muslims say there is
the common denominater of the 313 warriors with mehdi
the simplified math of 786, muslim sons portrayin
the total number of prophets sent added up ....
and ya attention span aint that long so ill just say im seven to you fucks

The dumbfounded have no clue or foundation to hold their structure
so from the roots all things fall apart, it's the mental abductor
Concepts confined to rhythms bust off like jizzm
On the warpath warriors shooting down devil's aircraft on television
Gates of hell soon to be locked..for eternity satan and his leigons imprisoned..
Split a dutch while i make decisons..smoke clouding visons..
weight to heavy for a see-saw..i'm handling buisness, and shipping shipments
updating war equipment, and brainstorming ways to raid their prisons
Freedom means death for us.. the next generation spared
Castrate the media makers..G.Bush cut off both ears
Carefully stitched..nerves make the body twitch
Slay the rich..spare the poor, peace to Serbia, and Equador

How I’m coming isn’t nothing you ever seen before
I spit it so raw you thought I just copped it off the limbs of a lamb/
I’m a lion when I get raw and I’m cancer when I begin to spread
I’m AIDS when I proliferate, I’m ice when you begin to freeze/
You best come at ease my flow is 40 below zero
Frost bitten twice shitting on the game/
Give you a head start you still couldn’t spark my mind
I’ll have you staying a roach motel like the John Milton
And still couldn’t come up with nothing sicker/
I’m off the Richter spit flames like bottles of Vodka, Hennessey & Brandy
Emcees are candy too me get eaten every time I’m in the shop/
I drop 16’s chopping heads off like a guillotine back in the 16 hundreds
Don’t make me plummet back to bubonic plague and infect a few/
I stick to beats like glue if you got a clue I rock acappellas
Dropping you actors by the time I jack beats and rape tracks/
Image if I was David Blaine of the game taking the game by storm
Giving you a mind freak like Chris Angel after you get mangled/
I wrangle you tight like jeans and Brokeback cowboys
My shit ain’t no toy I shit on you from long range like a sniper/
Rifle off two bullets leaving 4 left to pull it off
My flow be retarded and over diagnosed like autism/
Spit cha wackiest lyrical disasters splash you up on the screen
Stick you in the concrete and watch me dry wall over ya/

[Q
I spit it so raw you thought I just copped it off the limbs of a lamb/

I’m AIDS when I proliferate, I’m ice when you begin to freeze/


Don’t make me plummet back to bubonic plague and infect a few/
I stick to beats like glue if you got a clue I rock acappellas

I wrangle you tight like jeans and Brokeback cowboys
:hooray: Verbal meatcleaver kid!!

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

[Q
I spit it so raw you thought I just copped it off the limbs of a lamb/

I’m AIDS when I proliferate, I’m ice when you begin to freeze/


Don’t make me plummet back to bubonic plague and infect a few/
I stick to beats like glue if you got a clue I rock acappellas

I wrangle you tight like jeans and Brokeback cowboys
:hooray: Verbal meatcleaver kid!!

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lol good look man i'm just writing

uppin dis thread

As we allign the signs of signature series showcases are signifigant
Shadowboxing before the main event, promoters put up millions
To bet on a vet who's cause has a tremendous effect
punching bags, who's bad enough to lay this boxer on the deck
T.k.o.'s in early rounds, punks get pummeled for the checks
Rope-a-dope style radical, at the Radisson groupies are blessed
30-0 record until i took a loss from a highly-skilled expert
I got served a right hook that left me futile and my vision blurred
After the loss me and my trainer concurred to continue practice
For 6 months i resserected my loss, knocking opponets out across the atlas
Scrapped with the hardest attackers, dropped on the canvas
jogging, lifting weights, and jumping rope to keep my frame in tip-top-shape
ready for the date to annihilate my opponent to reclaim my status as heavy weight
champ the training was far more harder than Boot camp
Day of the fight feeling frightened, and amped
The sweat dripping down my back has my shorts damp
Ref said the rules as we exchanged pounds with hands
he charged with lightning speed, movements windy like fans
i ducked, and dodged stick n' move, i tired out the man
body blows followed by furious jabs made it hard for him to stand
the last shot rocked him, a flying twirl of blood, and spit hit his wife's face in the stands

The first time was on a street corner, cats had the kid cornered
Tired of choking up, so i spit pressured, and treasured the honor
I received i couldn't belive the feedback had me deceived
If i was good enough to bust flows that would intrique
Older brother gave me a boost of confidence, know i'm relieved
still a newcomer to this art, 6 years later paid dues, know i'm an emcee
This was around the era of B.D.P.'s "The P Is Free"
When everyone in the streets where at peace
Had my "ghetto blaster" on daily, police monitered our activities
My cousin Dj Easy Rock cutting at the park with RoB Base, and Schooly D
I was happy to be a part of the historic scene in Philly
Jazzy Jeff, and the fresh Prince had the westside locked silly
We were dedicated to rocking it, rain, or snow, hot or chilly
The roots had Snyder ave. i grew up with Questlove's cousin Billy
Bahamadia was sitting on the speakers, as me and B rolled up the reefa
That was when 3Xdope came out with the original "ether"
Bass so heavy it destroyed almost every speaker
Boys 2 men were homeless kids that sang on the subway
i threw dollars in their cups when i passed by the 8 train
Good to see then come up, when we wore pony's sun down to sun up
And money was plentiful you didn't have to keep your chain tucked
Remember the "Youngsta's" won a talent show they tore shit up
then in the mid-ninties shit just got crazy
No more freestyling, with stickup kids snatching chains angry
Cousins killing cousins for a fucking couple of pennies
Devil's brought in the crack, and it destroyed the unity
Brothers getting murdered for a pair of jordan's a shame to see
The hood go under, many friends i lost their in an eternal slumber
And knowadays i watch the news and these kids act dumber, and dumber
Schooling my first born to the ways of the world, she loves summer
But i where i rest these gangsters are colder than winter
sometimes they test me, unaware i'm a silent ninja
Trained to fatally injure, but i'd rather show discipline every agenda
trying to build , but the hood is real, once i was nearly killed
you'd think i was a blood shot by a crip the way my blood spilled
all i could think about was my 2 seeds, is this allah's will?
I felt the chill of death set in my blood flow
weather ice cold, the paramedics said i gave em a struggle
aftermath ruptured shoulder muscles, kid strong like Mutumbo
i wanted to see the shooter dead, but my queen kept me humble
reminded me of being there for my seeds, i guess God don't like ugly
The dude that shot me got murdered robbing a car in 2003

poetic justice described

Rappers now a day’s release more garbo
Than trash on the shore by the harbor/
My lines have been known to cut
Sharp as your barber/
Didn’t mean to pardon flow harder get cha game up
Lift the dumbbells excel past you ringworms/
I burn on beats wit lines that leak gasoline
Check the dreams I’m in like Freddy/
Emcees ain’t ready I dead them quick as a melody
I’m the remedy to any enemy trying to test me/
I’m the war machine to your iron man
Get cha plans in order before you cause your own slaughter/
I’m the strategic author patriarch of authority speaking on topics
Given the right call I throw a four-seam fastball past y’all/
You could bask in my glory
Or work on words providing to my story/
When I ever I make history
I’m disaster to any emcee particularly/
I got bars launching with the trajectory
Of warhead that hasn’t been armed yet/
So if you want to bomb threat I got vets
Weighing options like a presidential pardons/
Don’t try n weigh you metaphors against mine
I outweigh my lines on whale scales when I rhyme/
Given I’m not even in my prime at a dub-seven
Trickle flows up to heaven when I evaporate like rain drops/
On top of rappers that can’t take the pressure
Like the weight of they own dresser/
Don’t kill the messenger
I’m half court pressing you without fully hitting you/

Camera shy spies scared from the light of a flash
He jumped off the deck shook
to be hit by an incoming train
his frame mashed
a night many won't last due to a fast death,
pre pare for last breath's
i couldn't beat the case, but i beat the drums vexed
Young chef every meal he prepares blessed
Looking at women crying because they had to have sex to reach success
a 'Cruel summer' has wasps stinging anyone coming near their nests
Walking shake like breasts,
many keep it in the family like incest
Digest the madness, America's morals, and values i don't respect, or accept
i just build, or war with the best soon to trip off the first step
Thoughts of landing safely without the safety net
i'm more like Tony jaa, their more like Ryan seacrest
Samples Jazzy like Jeff, keep dusty records in crates where i rest
Nothing special about my effects,
tech-9 carrying technical technician
Still bombing in the land of the zombies living

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Digest the madness, America's morals, and values i don't respect, or accept
i just build, or war with the best soon to trip off the first step
Thoughts of landing safely without the safety net
i'm more like Tony jaa, their more like Ryan seacrest
Samples Jazzy like Jeff, keep dusty records in crates where i rest
Nothing special about my effects, tech-9 carrying technical technician
Still bombing in the land of the zombies living

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dig that! yeah!

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i'm more like Tony jaa, their more like Ryan seacrest
Samples Jazzy like Jeff, keep dusty records in crates where i rest

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damn son dropping gems on e'm

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Camera shy spies scared from the light of a flash
He jumped off the deck shook to be hit by an incoming train
his frame mashed
a night many won't last due to a fast death, pre pare for last breath's
i couldn't beat the case, but i beat the drums vexed
Young chef every meal he prepares blessed
Looking at women crying because they had to have sex to reach success
a 'Cruel summer' has wasps stinging anyone coming near their nests
Walking shake like breasts, many keep it in the family like incest
Digest the madness, America's morals, and values i don't respect, or accept
i just build, or war with the best soon to trip off the first step
Thoughts of landing safely without the safety net
i'm more like Tony jaa, their more like Ryan seacrest
Samples Jazzy like Jeff, keep dusty records in crates where i rest
Nothing special about my effects, tech-9 carrying technical technician
Still bombing in the land of the zombies living

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Gold rush I got bars to crush mics to rush hoes to bush
Beats to catch a hook on, raps too sharp, sacks too pack/
My cinematic view be “Only Built 4 Cuban Links”
Emcees rather think bout one style and not bless the other side/
I white river raft ride rhymes over any bridges I hand over the side
The Joke’s on you when I paint my face white with red and green to accessorized it/
One not ought to check the rhymes I got justice to bring
When the drop, explosion and sound effect chimes the rhyme begins/
With no wins I skim you gems with remedy plans with you as the enemy
I don’t need friends to see how I should keep emceeing without being/
Too fragile I rock sambo balm blows with hammers I throw & a couple of stones
Never wanting me to grow is the fan bases issue fuck you get cha self a tissue/
My spit will split you into two now you see me for the multi-faceted rapper
That I AM without playing me without a plan and a camera man on it FAM/

Hold up, I gotta bless this thread with a little half-freestyle style.

My introduction functions like a spaghetti junction
Stankonia bludgeon, flow tighter than a liposuction
Deep like the Earth's core, y'all deserve more
Than those shit-ass rappers, they ain't hardcore
Their flows all bugged, I'm rugged
Their mic-skills are worth some'in
When their mic is unplugged
I'm a fighter, spit fire like a lighter
Hold that, more like a flame-thrower
If I ain't the illest you ever heard, then Game ain't a name thrower
The game need a make over, the signals are crooked like a broka Motorola
These fake rappers rap with such liarcharm sinistry
They rap so much about guns, shit turned into a fire-arm industry
I'm the kid you just can't forbid, to go outside and smack the shit
Out of any prick who can't get the mic lit
I saw camels that spit tighter shit than them gits
I'll do y'all like bitches in porno flicks

nice work shizzah



Now you want to BLAM! Shit;
I go for the gold chose a flow old but still bold/
Check the way I fold my verse down to 6 bars check 4 scars
Now you wanna see how hard it is to consolidate my brain/
I’m the MP3 of rapping ripping flows in an exact action
Contract virus spreading them thoughout forums be how I cause boredom/
You can LAUGH OUT LOUD all you want you still a chump
Get cha stomach pumped by the way thump/
I’m 1st never versed the worst even if I get sonned I’m coming back stronger than ever
Hold cha breath my prep be surgery wreck shop on rappers that don’t rap/
They vocode my flow unloads 16 clips in 15 wigs
How you want it digital or analog we can do it anyway you like/
We can rip bars in person or we can battle on the net virtual version
What kind of words u using simple or college grad style/
I got the blessing wrestling wit styles I’m tussling with
Gimmicks be limits placed to leave hip hop where it’s at/
I don’t give a rats ass about cha drugs, guns, hoes, huns and funds
Alls I know I gotta bring the pain like meth to the brain/
Blood on the dance floor from the way this lion roars
Never king me just show me the ring G/

Hahaaa sick. Add these 4 lines to my previous verse:

Ya rhymes softer then fuckin silk thread, dickheads
G-Unit scared from the wolf, the 3 little piglets
From the underground, I crept on them
Rhymes so soft, I'm glad I slept on them

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Originally Posted by Shizzah

Hahaaa sick. Add these 4 lines to my previous verse:

Ya rhymes softer then fuckin silk thread, dickheads
G-Unit scared from the wolf, the 3 little piglets
From the underground, I crept on them
Rhymes so soft, I'm glad I slept on them

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Often the lone solider I’m Tanto shooting the Long Ranger
Open the scene committed by any means necessary/
I gotta focus on points to disjoint
My style of lyrical Kung Fu be style
Be mixed nixed with blues, gloom and doom/
Boom Bang how about cha heard my sayings
Solar rays be impressing the naysayer’s/
I’m a rhymesayer supremely dreamy
Rapping through the fog cut cha like a hog/
My piglets be embryos not even seeds yet
Living through my flesh n blood is how I become immortal/
If you got shows I prove to never lose
Screw loose my talons after you lost balance/
Capture you on film direct you like John Woo
My “Killer” tape open clinics on how to stake/
You claim blame the deterrents I burn through skins with
Victims be my condoms to any devil daring to cause trouble/

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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

Often the lone solider I’m Tanto shooting the Long Ranger
Open the scene committed by any means necessary/
I gotta focus on points to disjoint
My style of lyrical Kung Fu be style
Be mixed nixed with blues, gloom and doom/
Boom Bang how about cha heard my sayings
Solar rays be impressing the naysayer’s/
I’m a rhymesayer supremely dreamy
Rapping through the fog cut cha like a hog/
My piglets be embryos not even seeds yet
Living through my flesh n blood is how I become immortal/
If you got shows I prove to never lose
Screw loose my talons after you lost balance/
Capture you on film direct you like John Woo
My “Killer” tape open clinics on how to stake/
You claim blame the deterrents I burn through skins with
Victims be my condoms to any devil daring to cause trouble/

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I bubble busters who spit rubble, feet splashing blood puddles
Drop game opposing emcee's huddle, in the midst of battle they crumble
these humble hyms terrorize, i'm on the rise, divide your kin
Killer flows sin, above the rim imagination spraying occasion
love my ladies half asian, the pro proclaims the proclamation
Long rope quotes choke you bulls raging, vibes bring vibrations
Cock block the god while he's tapping ass, that's an assanation
Sent sensations durable for the duration, no imitatiors imitating
Disses i'm disenegrating, running the blitz amazing
Cattles get grazed caught on the pastures grazing
stars get robbed for shines with nines while theyr'e gazing
chasing the cash, makes me causally spazz
Jaws crack from hand slaps, impacts of knuckles brass
Rider music wrath, buckle up blast, collison draft
cook foes spitting cracks, the lazy boy is back
To make manuevers through the manure, and add on to the math
leave emcee's half sliced
the murder merchant murdered em for merchandice
throwing knives like dice,
darts sharper than the crown of thorns put on the head of Christ

I came into thread to show crabs how to rhyme
But they show'd me how not to,
So me being disrespectul'd be somethin out of line//
It seems everyone's a criminal with out a crime
All nikels like twenty cents
With out a penny, and without a dime//
Real or fake...who is who, if its you its you
Be what you feel, can't ever deny shit when true is truth//
Just keep that off my boat,
Don't blend that in with my reflection
Yeah i'm alone at the end of the day
Just a product of a twisted adolesnce//
I'm like the wolf that never got in with a pack
Some root cut loose from a tree
Useless and worthless to most, but i accept that//
Because i took a step back and analyzed why
I'm shedding tears and rationlizin' suicide//
Seeing clear is nothin when there's nothin to see
Like braking shackles on my arms when there's nothin to reach//
Like braking tackles on a field with no goalines
Like taking apples to sell by a goldmine//

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Originally Posted by Bigot Hitman

I came into thread to show crabs how to rhyme
But they show'd me how not to,
So me being disrespectul'd be somethin out of line//
It seems everyone's a criminal with out a crime
All nikels like twenty cents
With out a penny, and without a dime//
Real or fake...who is who, if its you its you
Be what you feel, can't ever deny shit when true is truth//
Just keep that off my boat,
Don't blend that in with my reflection
Yeah i'm alone at the end of the day
Just a product of a twisted adolesnce//
I'm like the wolf that never got in with a pack
Some root cut loose from a tree
Useless and worthless to most, but i accept that//
Because i took a step back and analyzed why
I'm shedding tears and rationlizin' suicide//
Seeing clear is nothin when there's nothin to see
Like braking shackles on my arms when there's nothin to reach//
Like braking tackles on a field with no goalines
Like taking apples to sell by a goldmine//

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okay big i see u doing ya thing homie

Cross my path I’ll leave it a blood bath
Bladed armory actual facts be screened for C4 G/
My spit is liquid acid to any rapper trying to act flaccid
I’m way past the Spidey Senses my apprentices be FORCE guided/
Tiger style we rumble like animals
Too see who the king of the jungle is/
I Mike Vick these suckers wit multiplicity
Transmitting over ion polarized frequencies/
So hot the FCC couldn’t put patents on me
My products be extra ordinary masking the extraordinary/
Clash of the writtens open kids lids wit fits be tripping
Off the quickness I see how they tongue be lashing kittens/
Now wisdom kicks in when they try rhyming dropping diamonds
When they so-called coal mining how about some rhyming/
Hieroglyphics underneath gigantic monoliths spit a verb
Now you herbs want to contact the killer of words/
I slay slurs wit verbiage that cha speech pathologist couldn’t curb kid
Unless she was taught the slang I bang out louder than auditorium speakers/
I reach cha through vivid dreams with a solid scream it’s a horror film indeed
Now if you can see me I’m hacking your mind worst than a child’s nightmare/

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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

okay big i see u doing ya thing homie

Cross my path I’ll leave it a blood bath
Bladed armory actual facts be screened for C4 G/
My spit is liquid acid to any rapper trying to act flaccid
I’m way past the Spidey Senses my apprentices be FORCE guided/
Tiger style we rumble like animals
Too see who the king of the jungle is/
I Mike Vick these suckers wit multiplicity
Transmitting over ion polarized frequencies/
So hot the FCC couldn’t put patents on me
My products be extra ordinary masking the extraordinary/
Clash of the writtens open kids lids wit fits be tripping
Off the quickness I see how they tongue be lashing kittens/
Now wisdom kicks in when they try rhyming dropping diamonds
When they so-called coal mining how about some rhyming/
Hieroglyphics underneath gigantic monoliths spit a verb
Now you herbs want to contact the killer of words/
I slay slurs wit verbiage that cha speech pathologist couldn’t curb kid
Unless she was taught the slang I bang out louder than auditorium speakers/
I reach cha through vivid dreams with a solid scream it’s a horror film indeed
Now if you can see me I’m hacking your mind worst than a child’s
nightmare/

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Acknowledge the solid, solidified, bonified, lines knowledge
Times brolic, liquior shots decrease the funds in your wallets
Dirty women attracted, without rubbers lifes are subtracted
Diseases contracted, skin acnes active, traitors trapped, clipped
zippers zipped, nasty bumps decorate lips, shots rupture whips
Fuck your clique screaming, every action defines a meaning
Stay awake dreaming, cops tagged for the teaming
Purify the impure, behold the earth's end nuclear war
Danger, lock the door, it's a useless act, marshall law
Against the wall, federal agents in packs with gats ready to clap
impact blood paint, thug saint, what's your rank??
That's not your money in the bank, military order in the hood with tanks
Shot gun, shot sons, raped daughters, out of order auora's
It's a mordern day Sodom and Gommorha
Revelation time, break your tape recorders
Got my rest tapped, recording me relaxed
Stay strapped, writing war raps, i was born trapped

they shoulda never released me from the cellar, im a Basement Dwella,
i make heads swell, leakin fliud lookin like gel/
trapped in a cage, ripped through bars and jump on stage, im a white wizard,
turned black mage, from evil ways, lay bodies in the spot i slay/
pray that i dont come your way, my aura hits like the force of a gauge,
i write my words on a diamond page, relentless in the wars i wage/
faceless, my whole crew remains nameless, run up with blowguns and
fuckin spray, no delay, dont stop just run, keep movin, we constantly shootin/
wig removin, sittin in a tree holdin the head, smokin a cig, wonderin
am i gonna end up dead/
activate the camo, somethings movin, reloadin the plasma ammo, naw dont fire a shot
run up behind, get while he walks/
unsheth the claws, abid by universal law, mawl his face up like bear paws
saw away the skull place it on display, predator, my hunts always divine

I’m the basement dweller, the computer nerd cha once picked on
Emcees are all victims we’re smart, masculine and athletes then/
Whatever your background is it’s all for the kids
We need direction not some cheap corporate wiz/
Whether you’re getting airplay my flow is sharp as a solar ray blazing down on shoulders
So if you got skills let them be displayed if not get back in line and watch me rhyme/
I drop minds off the earth like gravity being nipped and tucked
You rappers can’t spit flows tighter than NASA versus Sputnik/
I kick butts quick like kung fu flicks
Direct cha leave you hard boiled like John Woo flicks/
So if you want to flip flows I got pro tools u can use
When I fuse my style with everything else you use/

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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

I’m the basement dweller, the computer nerd cha once picked on
Emcees are all victims we’re smart, masculine and athletes then/
Whatever your background is it’s all for the kids
We need direction not some cheap corporate wiz/
Whether you’re getting airplay my flow is sharp as a solar ray blazing down on shoulders
So if you got skills let them be displayed if not get back in line and watch me rhyme/
I drop minds off the earth like gravity being nipped and tucked
You rappers can’t spit flows tighter than NASA versus Sputnik/
I kick butts quick like kung fu flicks
Direct cha leave you hard boiled like John Woo flicks/
So if you want to flip flows I got pro tools u can use
When I fuse my style with everything else you use/

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Turned off the news amused by the media fools
That broadcast false info from the war, government tools
Tied of hearing about murders, children abducted and shootings in schools
The assanation attempts on Obama, it's all brainwash drama
Protests from farmers polluted tap water
Tap phones of us americans, de-coded words of slaughter
N.w.O. isn't fundamental, it's dedrimental, headed to quarters
To snatch change forget their apologies, it's too late for the
sorrow all the jobs done inside like Ground Zero
My arms stashed illegally, and i don't fear no
Agents with files, rush my lab, send em above the clouds
as i run through masses of people to escape moving the crowd
Cop killer smile, as i air em out, bells of war rung by ghetto child
Statistic raging biscuit blazing occasion
House negroes stay in doors get blown open while theyr'e preying
master slaying invasion brought me the universal 5 star uniform decorations
people's Army like the Vietmanese
Kung fu practioners like the Chinese
Bone breaking hits like the Japenese
Grab funds with greed, free Mumia or else feel our misery
Violence done vivdly, and viciously, maliciously
The human brain couldn't picture the imagery
it's now or never they got it in for me