Rep me plz.
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Rep me plz.
were theres a live givin theres a life taken,segments,sawed off shots
to leave your body vaccant,in fragments,under the dirt to dispearce
the stagnance,yo magniums,only 1 blast to mask, the mug you popped
last,no questions asked when the kadverz in the fucken trash,spine detatched
by a slug in the back,cause most raps,they make me laugh,fucken giggle and gasp,then grasp a sharpend blade and slice kidz in half,break my fist off they fucken face, while my clickz still kicken the ass, morbid and wack son its just the basics the time and place kid cut out your tounge son left you tasteless...............
any feed back on that ninjaz
i help the devil co-sign your death certificate
motherfucker, i'll measure your breath in inches//
burning the side of your dome
ruling your domaine shouldn't be a suprise hoe//
ryhming like my life depends on it
deadlyniss, i crept n shitid//
all your soldiers i can handle
the holsters in my hand, n bust it'll//
ya'll bitches, i deal with your emotions
riot on your face, steal during the comotions//
ask me if i'm trying to kick knowledge
ask where i'm at, shit, the ledge//
feel the matches fellas
ask who i am, a godfather type goodfella//
ya whole damn crew gets shot quick
to end the drama ya'll washed up like lint//
u need format kidd........Quote:
Originally Posted by Eversick666
ya skillz is tyte.......
but try and rework ya format like this:
BETTER FORMAT
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YOURS IS LIKE
xxxx xxxx xxx ryme xxxxx x x
xxx x ryme xxxxx xxxxx ryme
x ryme x x x ryme xxx ryme xx
ryme xxx ryme xx ryme xxxxxx
Cuz dunno-1 wanna read a paragraph dog.
TRY THIS.... more easy to read thru.
BETTER FORMAT
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das a hard rhyme but i found it sorta difficult to view ya flow.Quote:
Originally Posted by Eversick666
put it in a bar format
by using bar format, it makes ya lines more flowable and people can feel ya beat. still solid tho keep up tha gud work
Metaphor spoke..bettah quote or chokehold will grip ya throat..I soak mostly in poemz wrote by queen..
queen equalz dimepiece.. shez lethal.. lyrically teach u then beat blue out ya blood befo oxygen knockz it red..
topicz dead cuz of toxic text..noonez able to reply..fog then dence smoke robz ya best known state..awake in coma..
shaken from aroma..stare wit ya quaked focus.."u great" Hopeless!.. once awoken ya soft spoken..JAW tossed open..
blood trace flowin..face blown in..nose broken..realize ya been approached then fainted.. poked in ribz..
Childs play, them kidz need bibs da way they spit.. quick to get did cause they ani’t think it was when it is.. SIN! fully loaded & sick spittin non written on rhythm to hit ‘em like a million neo nano bombs.. then beat ‘em to death wit their blown off arms.. making soap from their skin is da type shit I’m on.. come on, ya gone get it.. da don did done set it.. hitting heads hard like headache.. I migraine .. the future cant fuck with my time frame.. leave ya mind slain with pain when I take aim.. spit flames @ this rap game.. these weak type kidsz is 2 blame.. da times done change I’m back from the future catch me in Fallujah with a bazooka..
most are fake half baked rookies
cookies crumblin cant be understood like wookies
fake mc's tryin to exploit the system
if all were gone non would mis em
so let me diss em, they just laggin behind
hard to find can see it comin even if they hit rewind
niggas pussy 'fraid to speak they minds
i let minds blow like yo hoes suckin me off
them bitches aint piggeons they half ass crows
i throw bows bombardmets of full force
hand out woopin like meals full coarse
a work horse non can do it like i
so bow down or get punched in yo right eye
yo, thx for the feed man,my shits a little twisted but my flow is me
let's rhyme sometime ninja!.
one hondo
peace..........
eversick666}) })
shit.... the bowl hits just wore off.... Keystyle
if you willing to die the heats blow
i'm out for your head, neck, arms, legs, n feet bro
out for your glistening jewels
i know even the haters listening fool
so why bother try n hate me
leave a bitch half to death cuz i'm that lazy
killers throw you in the river to float easy
oxymoron, you shook, shiver when you hold the 9 milli
no joke, i smoke till the pains gone
i leave em fake crooks laying cuz the pains long
its real rum in my throat
leave em bling bling fellas shaking when i gloat
making ya'll history
ya'll left in misery
i do this fo real can't you tell
its fo real, my flows steal the L
i got new connects repping the game
like faggits stuck in the draws got teks setting you straight
i twist off at you like wine tops
don't hate, i got the fine drops
chewing ya'll like dogs n gum
ya flaws, ya short like midgets for one
who's stopping the boy
like negatives i'm dropping ya noise
bang ya dead
n you know i take ya breaths
hold ya reps, careful steps cant get you killed
you rep a set ,but throwin down'll get you skinned n filled
St. Kula talks smack, not like that frog or your virgin raps
in fact, sounds like you need your head busted from the way ya jaw flaps
your styles out dated, like an oven to a microwave
died to save, your reps slowly gettin pried away
fine be brave, just an arrogant fucker
you born to suffer, the genetic curse of havin two mothers
just a lil smidgeon
spittin and infectin injection the fuckers steppin
ma weapons i use for reppin its temptin but i kept it
im crazy ill run you down in a stolen merecedes
jump of the edge of the globe while im holdin a baby
hopin you pay me for soap coz im hungry
mu'fucka a chewed off the nose last time they dun hung me
fuckin incarcaration im steady pacin and blastin
runnin from the nationn no hesitation for askin
i attack mad fast and a crack u bastards
get a smack for main course and a slap for afters
you know i'm like hop scotch, get shits jumpin
i rent what ya thumpin n keep it gettin some lovin
if you bring a stack, best believe i keep that
rivers, ya body systems blood seeps like that
throw down the well, drown quite well
bang off, ya brains on the wall, cuttin pounds swell
i'm sparking, my eyes is sparkling bling
beat that, not gonna lie, average dick size but offing in ya bitch
guzzle motherfuckers like a bottle of beer
while your pissing yourself like a bottle of fear
i won't be broke, you get the 1st round defeat like bulls with no mj
i'm like Lebron, you know i get them J's
you ain't gangsta, thats the weed n liquor talking
like white wangstas, it seems your bitter just walking
i'mma chop ya neck, but ya back first
i ain't quiet, but like sign language you know i clap first
im a shifty muthfucka in ya yard with an axe
when i chop ya head its kinda hard to react
im blinded by lies and im trapped in the darkness
drugs , alcohol , blood stains on the carpet
some say sycopathic i prefer the term krazi
runnin with ma hatchet and its M.I.C. baybeee
wit precision am hittin em get ma writtens am spittin em
have ya sittin on kittens look like ya trippin on ritolin
Ive been trapped all ma life in this world of thugs
does it reli surprise you i never learned 2 love?
and when it comes to respect i think ive earned enuff
burn ya bumfluff bruv i aint concerned with fuzz
peoples gaze in amazement brains is on the pavement
insane shit the pain it flames and i display this
rage to the place ya aim is to be famous
but trains from the lane will reign and leave ya nameless
grab the lead from ya pencil slash ya with the sickness
shove it up yo asscrack believe i mean business
ya business is warped, your styles quacks like a duck
feeling absorbed, imma still wipe the floor with this punk
you hold your head high, like u good at shit
gods rath is a bitch, zap u to earth with scoliosis
so you best brace yourself, when i say hows it hangin