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man, fuk a multie. that shits 24-7 for netcees yo, PLUS everyone sounds the exact same doin that shit in every line. I usually only read cats rhymes online if they spit it in audio too. THAT'S where u can try to give em tips on how they do their own shit. No disrespect, but i just had to get that out there lol. Pe@cE
One Breath....
Smoke inhaled, burning plastic stale
Poke fingernail, learning elastic tale
Spastic and frail, dragons tail tethered
To mind balloon blowin' in windy weather
Floatin' in the air, stare in state of not care
Madness material, crack cereal balanced breakfast
Big as Texas I make messes, pick crumbs wit thumb
Lookin' for one, more rock this thought mocks
I cock hammer jam a barrel, blow head like varmint squirrel
Two Breaths...
One in and one out, about to tout clout in snout
Rout I'm taking is pure flake an', I'm shakin'
Wake and bakin', doesn't cut it...I cut it
Love it, leave it please believe it, I don't need it
Who am I deceivin'? Self-defeatin' addicted
Afflicted with sickness, the trick is to lie
To your own soul, I'm cold but warm
Bugs swarm, my mind warps scorpion sting
Was a fling now thing turned to monkey on back
Fuck a King now I sing burned I'm junky on smack
Three Breaths...
Overdosin' coastin', Pearly Gates open
Denied, refused I used and abused
What have I got to lose? My being I'm seeing
Light twice as bright as reason, this disease an'
Pleasin' season summed up, in numbed up
Statis, cryogeniclly wasted faceless tongue tasteless
Basic primal instinct to think, drink drug dope hole dug
Snug and lovely, cozy my nose be bleedin'
Seepin' brain fluid, I blew outta proportion
Self-inflicted abortion, of course when
You realize, the size you surmized to bite
Is far too big, you tries but can't chew right
Night falls on your eyes, you lie awake caked
In dried sweat, you bet you're not dead yet
But close, toasted boastin' host you float
Dope smoked too much coke, you broke
You choke in vomit, scream but cough on it
Slowly pass into the next, from gassed substance hex
You flex once dex-terity, now scarily you can't move
Again, what did you have to lose? your soul...now choose
Edit: I did that in about 20 minutes. A little long but I'm rusty and I thinking now I should have just dropped that in my own thread and got some feedback on it. Either way, it's all good.
Still sayin the same shit that i said as a toddler
"Get off my block", bitch u wanna go...don't bother
Cuz u'll get cane hits from candy, but now flesh holes
Lookin at gun reactions, when we test those
Pimps, lend me best hoes, for unscanned gats
Cinci cycle component, phyco wit the mic flow
Punches land at, where the memorie's chill
My status has been active like kennedy's will
For real though, i'm prolly what u are but "squared"
So get yo legs out the dirt, u suck there
Ya mean, of course u don't, its jus ignorance
I leave rib cages open, like when a bus hit a fence
Know this one duke, from a lil place called avondale
Who accepted his life easy, of havin hell
Local drug dealer like most, plus a nine to five
Who blew up over a mixtape hit, an got signed to Jive
I took care of him, an his brother clyde
From age six, when his mother died from aids shit
Once he got a lil contract money, he left
Said fucka job of duckin cops, an certain death
One day he visited me, with a certain vest
That droped bullets, sportin a merchant's step
Dirty lookin, i said i heard yo "last hit",
It was mad sick,
He took a seat down slow, on my bare matress
Lookin like he was raped, i began to explain
Why that was his "last hit",
As blood splattered on his hundred dollar glasses
Iv'e been away too long time to conclude the conclusion//
Building in seclusion, broke out to avenge deaths of my students//
Retired the sword for a while, perfected my aim shootin'//
True in the rap field, a fearless felon hittin' ya melon with spears//
The years are passing, still i fascinate assasins with the rhyme fashion//
Slapping niggas asking about my degree level//
Sorry Christians, but you don't have to die to see devil's//
Their here on earth, shootin' seeds with serums during birth//
What's money woth a robbery that's fatal//
If this was rap mortal combat, i'd be Kano//
My lyrical wizardry unleashed transforms to tornadoes//
skills i spat un-matched, hotter than lava inside volcanoes//
i laid low stacking doe, dedicated to my scrolls//
Nowadays battles get physical, kill me and i'm coming back like the crow//
It was bout two in the mornin, buisness flowin smooth
When these outa city kids lookin shiesty, came blowin thru
They came wit black hoodies, an on faces...snake stares
Bumpin that riding dirty from ugk thumpin, an eight pairs
Of all black a-ones, an different timbos
Stepped out the truck like royalty, chains shined thru tinted windows
Fashion fags, looked out of place like new comers yo
My strapped up backups stacked up, a few runners though
"come in, we got everthing available to our area"
With labels, stuck on the products uncut an fatal
Some big foot short nigga said "we here to take, not to purchase"
Then my mind switched to plan B, when my top heard this
I said "we don't want no hearses,so, what u need"
As my crew looked at me like.....the fuck u mean?
Gave'em a wink (my crew)
Told the eight fags yo, follow me to the stash room
At the same time i'm size'in up theses cats to blast soon
These lames was "bee's" wit "itches"....u know bitches
An i'd say atleast three of'em gay walkin wit slow switches
Led'em into the room, my nigga locked the door behind me
These outa town cats movin like sum whores wit nines g
I stood up against a book shelf, said "help ya self"
They took out trash bags, an one said "where tha cash at"
I paused as i felt, the right book then the door burned down
The crew came'in shoot'in as i pushed the book'in, the shelf turned out
Soundin like fireworks in my house, the dudes was scream'in
Like they was them indians fight'in, last of the mohigans
Blood slowly leaked under shelf, into the room i'm in
Think'in what if my niggas get rocked, the doom i'm in
Pushed the shelf door open, after the shots stopped
Seen't bloody bodies of dukes wit a-ones an timbos from glocks popped
They laid their barely breathin like a fat bitch after a mile run
My nigga kicked the big foot nigga in his balls..."thats foul son"
Had some local problem fixers, come in an clean the messes up
They mopped up the blood, after they beamed the chests up
Since it happened in the basement, the sounds went unheard
No sirens tryna find us, an all we lost was a ounce of herb
That caught fire from a shot, now the smell was in the air
Along wit victory, these outa city kids musta been kiddin me, i swear
Dude's say to never love a ho, I can't lie I love hos
They blow, they suck, they fuck...get bucked quick
Lick dick and split legs, I never beg I take and break
Off a slice of nice poon, bitchs swoon over well groomed
Fuck that I stay scruffed, rough ridah inside her, open wider
Incisors bite nasty, lastly I never kiss a trick on the lips
Bitch prolly got a full clip, of heat from repeat skeets
I beat pussy poundin' and pushin', blast tush an' grasp cushion
Snob bitches act like they britches is too good, for a dude too hood
I couldn't give a flying fuck, I'm dying to touch these sluts
No problem I just nod 'em, whores love hardcore more
Not sayin' I don't like good women, but I'm winnin' an' spinnin'
Grinnin' and sinnin', givin' to temptation, I'm facin' incarceration
So I need prostitatin' or tootin', knockin' boots an' hittin' groups
No loot needed, never feed it, and never believe it, I love it
But I still glove it, cuz push or shove it, they dirty dog done
Splurty hog run, son I need big ol' buns bouncin' and bangin'
Titties hangin' and no shame in, gettin' ya rocks off
Bust ya mini glock off, don't even take ya socks off
Rock the box off, until ya cocks soft and tell a bith fock off
You gotta flow like one of rae's more complex rhyme scheme verses
No matter how hard i come, i get no feed back
I'ma do this like a donation to bill gates, i don't need that
I could be yo child hood hero, yaw'd still hate, so feel weight
Of three gats, stuffed down the lil' pipe where u breathe at
The real wait, if u wanna read raps, of the endless skills
Watch the anorexic ten year old....bend this steel
"Bar", when piss spills par, witness teal stars
Fitness heels czar, then mister big breaks out, an ginuess builds far
"Record breakin", like i'm mad back in the eighties
At a local music store, wita a bat crackin the "maybes"
The way we rock the mic, it goes to sleep fast
Like a dick goin limp, after hittin some deep ass
Gettin some freak's mask, so i can change my name
Then go drive slow like i might blow on the mic flow
Range? my game? past twenty three, sike though
Me goin off topic, is like a colored blind dealer,
Sayin "i don't fuck wit white dough"
The mind thriller, sayin stay behind killer
Unless u caught my virus that makes a rhyme iller
That was tight. This was my fav part but all of it was pretty good.
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The real wait, if u wanna read raps, of the endless skills
Watch the anorexic ten year old....bend this steel
"Bar", when piss spills par, witness teal stars
Fitness heels czar, then mister big breaks out, an ginuess builds far
Thanx, i dropped sum real feedback on your newest shit u jus posted. That verse is a bout a month old, it was supposed to be a collab wit Nak, but he backed out so i jus posted it to put it out there.Quote:
Originally Posted by AcidPhosphate69
Panama Canal flow rushing from my clavicle..
Rap Kong chest banging king of the concrete jungle..
Respect the spec rocking rocker posing by the fence..
Papparazzi snap-shots of my balls, mighty monuments..
Verbally prominent, plus lyrically dominant..
Action packed bombs are sent to sentimental niggas who resent..
Murder trials intrique these styles, trippin' off acid clouds..
Crafting classics while, the spliff i inhale melows me out..
In the ring combos are thrown, clowns are counted out..
By the referee, knockouts happen rapidly, masters sleep..
My hand speeds like windmills, practice drills are deep..
First line I read when I came on this page
a faggot talking about gats, now that shit is just gay
I'm in a daze, five hours of sleep, no caffein
so I'm freestyling this bitch like I'm in a half dream
where's the rap scene? I got a bunch of verses to spit
and I still rock the bitch even when I'm nervous as shit
I ain't dropped a track in a year and a half
but I've been freestyling all day for like a year and a half
put it in gear for these fags, I rock it back and forth
I'm a public enemy, but I don't need need no rap support
cause I bring the flavor flav in a major way
slice the mic in half like my voice wave's a razor blade
the nigga that got sazer laid, straight to the pavement
that was like 6 years ago, now he's walking with his face bent
mental enslavement, someone give me a tonic
cause I'm so sick right now I think I can vomit,
honest, the computer screen is fuckin with my eyes
same shit different day, I'm just waiting to die
life is useless, fruitless, so what's the use to produce shit
this is my freestyle for now until I come up with some new shit
hell naw, just quit it, pussy punk ass hatin fag
lyrically or physically bitch youll get paper bagged
typin shit bout a flow of a mothafucka u dont know, hoe
bustin rounds is gay? thats the only way u no homo
u aint lick off hollow tips, u straight bitch, you swallow dicks
u wanna bust in the scene then heres instructions to follow, bitch
delete your wack rhymes that aint worth the space they typed on
get a camera and record that dick blowin up yo ass like a pipe bomb
thats the only type of videos youll be in, swallowin cock
nervous as shit cuz bitch u get rocked, get off of my jock
u aint never graveyard shifted, u just a bitch thatll get lifted
by the force of the gauge, magnum, whatever take your pick kid
u bout to vomit, how u sick, u licked a dick and got AIDS?
or maybe u read that garbage u just wrote on this page?
my flavor flav off in yo mouth, take a nation of millions to hold my sack
get u crushed by the weight of the lead i throw to yo back
BITCH!!!
I'm sorry, pal, but that verse is one of the worst
you say I'll get paper bagged... yeah, when you serve me at work (I'll take plastic, by the way. Thanks lol)
I came on this page & immediately observed a stench on the spot
looked around for the cause of it and then I spotted your drop
dude, why talk all this thug shit? everyone knows you pretend
how you hard? you live in a colony owned by the french
you replied to my verse, but cannot really be real with that spit
cuz read your drop, more than half of it was talking about dicks
dick this, dick that, only thing to come out of your mouth
it's funny, cause it shows what you can't go 5 seconds without thinkin' about
without a doubt you're too dumb to ever compete as my rival
cuz ur lyric skills are pedestrain, so take the advice of your avatar title
you can only resort to gun and homo talk because you're far from smart
I mean, as it is you're having a hard enough time spelling SHARP
that's all for the lame MC wannabe
u called faggot and said my shit was gay u hypocrite
dont get mad cuz i feed off the shit u say u little bitch
see some folks can just get lyrical and they aint you
im talkin my shit and u talkin bout me so what does that make you?
just a hater at best, my content get placed in ya chest
give u something to rap about instead of a vacant mess
5 whole hours of sleep and u already in a half dream?
bitch u aint graveyard shift u dont know what pushin packs mean!!!
you comin so soft better just change your name to Butter
your shit is more hard to feel than pussy through a rubber
u see how SHRAP-NEL fly, I be cuttin weak dudes like u
leave u eatin thru a tube just for dreamin that u rude
but on the real your shit is garbage thats why i gotta burn ya
over before it started all u can rap bout is my shit that dont concern ya
any faggot can be a critic but it take a mack to be up in it
u never knowin the half just sideline crackin like a bizzitch
bitch got shut the fuck down again, u a joke :lmao: im rappin bout the shit i know and u rappin 1 line bout me and 15 wack ass lines bout your nonexistant lyrical skills, got shut the fuck down nuff 2 come back with a weak ass battle verse, shit is funny cuz u a joke :lmao: keep up the wack ass raps bitch, could use some comedy round here