LMAO
Chill man I'm just fuckin' wit' ya. Good battle though I enjoyed it lol.
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LMAO
Chill man I'm just fuckin' wit' ya. Good battle though I enjoyed it lol.
LMAOQuote:
Originally Posted by Da Dishonourable Don
chill chill don't wile out so fast,be professinal set up the battle
besides no one is bitin for fuck sake don't think so at least
and if is, good fucken chomp...
peace
eversick666
yo to change the subject im let u have a taste of my rhyme's just a taster tho:
im not tryin to reach the fame, i just love this music game
ive listen to the best,for me ther was no time to rest
now im puttin my mind to the test, to be better than the rest.
My flow is unfathomal, im still on the grow, in the prime plenty of time to take
this world and make it mine, can u grind with me can u take the time and testify with me.
with wisdom im ahead of my years, ive seen so many tears through bombing and killin
children and women fearin from tyrants tht destroy civilization, were talkin bout the political stations,
i hear people claimin to be criminals, but all thts subliminal,
i aint makin myself out to be somthin im not, i just like to rap alot, is tht a crime, should i do the time
as so many have b4, with their feet firmly on the floor makin a livin to feed their families to live happily.
if a poor man steels bread does tht make him a criminal,or is he tryin to make live worth more liveable
with the foes we know we should fear, for more will perish through the system we call life,
hard times fall, thru god's call we need not haste for we will be in tht better place.
Since I came to fame, I've murdered a lot of niggaz lyrically, they're dyin',
I contemplate leaving this rap game, is it worth continuing?, I ain't even tryin',
I smoke some weed with my homies then open my book of rhymes,
my lyrics can be so deep when i'm in the right state of mind,
it's like I leave the earth and enter another planet,
sometimes I wonder why i've been blessed with these gifts,
if you need proof there's a god look no further than this,
the evolution of man has progressed throughout thousands of years,
but still we're living in a world without peace,
just think, if we worked together all the pain would cease.
.... get the FUCK OUT!!!!
When I step up on the floor
You are lucky if you get just dissed as fuckin' Al Gore
Cuz Slim T is up on the word to flood wit wisdom,
That's why uniforms dislike me, they call it terrorismo
You'll see me in the shape of Iraqi guerilla
Danger without filler, it'll sound like skrilla
Whoever disses darkman, bitch betta get familliar
With fall to black depth cause Slim lyrical killah
And my gun is known for changing directions,
For starters I kill goverment, THEN other disrespections
I erased two words from my credo: "No fighting"
And now I'm spillin' lines, in your mind I be writing
Next second maybe firing, few lifes maybe downing
You know Slim T devoted to revolution announcing
Since I came to fame, I've murdered a lot of niggaz lyrically, they're dyin',
I contemplate leaving this rap game, is it worth continuing?, I ain't even tryin',
I smoke some weed with my homies then open my book of rhymes,
my lyrics can be so deep when i'm in the right state of mind,
it's like I leave the earth and enter another planet,
sometimes I wonder why i've been blessed with these gifts,
if you need proof there's a god look no further than this,
the evolution of man has progressed throughout thousands of years,
but still we're living in a world without peace,
just think, if we worked together all the pain would cease.
For constructive critisism, the red lines lines don't rhyme at all. You can't just stick lines in that don't rhyme with the next one or the one before. Unless thats your style.
the pain would cease but at what price?,
the cats scratch at mice as eagles catch flight,
the gats will ignite before we can ever unite,
the syndrome of living as a infected victim,
with sick scum sadistically selecting the income,
the boredom of living an average life,
seduces the scattered lifes like innocent battered wives,
accepting their shattered cries self esteem out of align,
I've seen children mistreated and beaten until numb,
I've seen dopefiend parents neglect their young ones,
its now a way of life complacency is how we fail right?,
we stay on hype fuck changing! erasing any ray of light,
I can't sleep because friends and family are vanishing,
its damaging watching television at family gatherings,
unflattering is how we are stereotyped,
mad at the world bumping ignorant Radio hype....
yo bro i like tht flow rite ther nice bigben, unfathomal shit bro! :D
BIG FORCE HIT homes...NIG ALL THIS known..when steppin TO AC...Quote:
Originally Posted by bigben
risk ALL then BLOW..enemies down wit HITS slaughtah KIDS domes!.
IMPORTED rich phones..to keep contact..wit BIGBEN n ARMED cats....
STICK MEN wit BOMB BATS..HARM that BITCH u KNOW..then ON path..
Continue..FAR MAP..FOG FLASH..thru FOREST fullah DARK TRAPS.......
FRONT like u IGNORE HOT SLASH..but u GOT HAD..gutted from butted bulletz...
Im tha type-a-nigga to run n pull it.. no bullshit.. full clipz empty in dull pits..
nuff tah make ya skull split..fuck IGN.. u can "WUL THIS"!...........................
RIS
im like shampoo the way i get rubbed onta ya scalpQuote:
Originally Posted by Aclikyano
no screamin fa help i sting like a whippin ya skin wit a belt
hell victim's fell, chicken's yell, i just say bitch spittin liquid shells
hittin fell-a's, swell ya melt ya like sum cheeda cheese
betta leave before the baretta with da suprresor seek
ya head n cheek, bled extreme, im the deputy n chief
enemies is all dead ta me like peace, please forget about it
i'll have ya flee before i even finish with a word..or pronounce it.
ya gay ...gettin aroused by dicks, i pound and hit ya down ta fix
ya arsenal, particles, start ta show im sicc like i barf'd atrocious
im the coldest, flow with my homies, that sold spits ta gold artists
we glow in the darkest parts of the heart of thugs..smart n tough
sexy as hell dudeQuote:
Originally Posted by SpOk3N
brought the blade ta off the fags, soft like freshly baked gourmet's
whores beg ta explore more and more of this horses stag
porcelain face, portraits erased, like ya forfeit fame, forced ta save
any corpse in pain, afford ta rage in a mourn and fag, lord is saved
praise the lord, explain ta the rain why it sways and pours, page it turns
pir ta my death, see'n stars is my quest, keep'n smart and no less.
then a dark adolescent, added pressure does't help the filled urns
ill sir, like freshly printed bills sure..i built empires, that neva fell from flyers
word shit is ill spoken, spittin so ya opponet will forfeit ya heard??
man everyone sleepin on AC.. do that u can sleep wit da cats in tha alley..
why is it niggaz sit roun like culdis in cali? when I spit.. tallies rally my vote..
u from tha valley? but froze..! cant rep..stammer ya head wit spokes..!
hammer ya red till throat spurts..n choke thirst.. rappin ona MIC wit broke nervez..!?
I hope squirtz of bleach will clean ya speech so u reach a high vocab in weeks..!
Ina rush..brush ya teef..cuz ya style similar to ya beatz..str8 wackness..delete!.
retreat..and seek..professional skillizm..I will end him..throw vegetables im still phat!..
noise? kill that.. I fill hatz wit real rap..prizms of decision lack ya build-of-attackz..!
and respect for ME?? I got feilds of sum daps!! yeild sum dum catz..who step crooked..
fucc those who rep brookyln..itz bout tha BX.. niggaz get left shookin..death bookin..
sons be crept lookin..I walk hed woopin..stylez beyond rookie..aint noone took me..
faint - Im known to cook KEYS..smash tha nooks u bleed..of tha face ya keen tah hooks!!.
replace ya spleen..misplaced ya knee tryna step..rib cage done beam a hit from me..