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Originally Posted by lil homie

I ain't tryin' to start shit but that rhyme by Da Dishonourable Don quoted by eversick666 looks very familiar only with his name fitted in, i'll have to look more into that though. Maybe i'm wrong so don't bite my head off, shit there's that many rhymes written over the past 20 odd years I wouldn't be surprised.
Anyway here's my rhyme:

Your real cocky on the street 'til i drop you with the heat,
I remain dope in the game,
something you can only hope to obtain,
forget about it punk, it'll never happen,
your so phony you'll end up gettin' clapped son,
oh look what i gon' done,
hurt your feelings did I?
lil' bitch! if you were real you'd take it like a man,
but you ain't so ima slap the shit outta ya in front of your fam,
that's something I can't stand,
you come up shakin' my hand,
but inside your thinkin' when will I get my chance,
bitch it'll never happen,
there can be only one,
and as long as i'm around i'll be bringin' heat like the sun,
i'll metephorically snipe you with my deadly rhymes,
you can't keep up with this shit, I spit to many lines,
it's okay though I didn't expect any better,
but you could at least come back with sumthin' half as clever,
you talk about movin' kelo's, nigga you couldn't move an pound,
don't get mad at me, it's not my fault i'm that profound,
can some remove this nigga before I rip his head off?
fuck it I might go all out and use the saw'd off,
yeah i'm into some crazy shit,
that's why i'll be on top and you'll be layin' in shit,
my rounds are the missiles, your body is the target,
be sure to know I never miss the mark trick,
don't think this is a threat bitch,
this is a fuckin' promise,
so when you meet me on the streets you better be strapped,
cause when I go all out there's no holdin' back,
i'm a savage beast which cannot be slayed,
i'll tear your lungs out and break your legs,
but don't think it's over cause before you die,
ima rip your heart out, it's over nice try!

Give me some feedback y'all I only started writting some rhymes for the first time a couple of days ago so i'm fairly new and if there were any flaws you seein the few i've wrote let me know as we can all benefit from each other to learn and be better.

peace!

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like ya styles keep postin,not bad at all
for ya first time on the rhymes
peace eversick666

Last days I dunno if I woke up or I'm sleepin'
Cause the noise in my head makes feeling of a trippin'
I break dark, rock first two bars from any album
Then I'm chaotic all the day, every word gets too rumbled
I dunno if I chose to break my own head or what
Cuz the lyrics I overhear echo inside too phat
Lose mind, waste time waiting for another fix,
Then I ask myself who was the kid since 1986
Is it old school, Chuck D sent from heaven to break rules
Or Slim T sent from hell to kill cocksucking fools
My fists get wet, my fingers becoming shaky
And I get on point slowly cause their minds be too wacky
God wreck him, prayer of any scared child from block
And from Slim he gets a choice of being stabbed on or glocked
Like my chaotic mind, as I said, I don't give ya choice
Cuz you disrespect my paranoid set of mind toys
When I break noise, another line fires my breath
I never play, cuz Game is the cuisine of death
Even if they applaudin', in my ears they are booin
And I change weapon, their life is what they constantly losin



No excuses, I just wrote down what got on my mind in this moment

I'm a lunatic, not critically acclaimed,
I don't give a fuck i'll dump on them,
make them feel pain,
these rhymes come eazy to me,
that's cause i'm sleazy you see,
i'm kinda like King Midas minus the gold,
everything I touch turns to platinum that other shit's old,
you wonder how that is because of my first line,
it's the underground bitch and now's my time!

it's my time now cause you've enterd my world,close your eyelids down or watch me enter your girl,let it unferrel the the things ive seen a devilish being, that only whants your fuckin money son so gimme the cream,or im givein the beam stright to ya face,freebase ya soul if we lookin for mortals to taste......

support it to hate, every diffrent colour or race,dis color your face untill there
no possible trace,of feelin disgaced,got it locked into place,pump up my gauge
leave ya stuck in the waist,GARBAGE,or i'll grab i shank my new allies i'll be the carver,control the atmosphere around you due to the size of my revolver....

This playa maybe new to tha game,
but i'm hungry like a fat muthaphuckin texas citizen
yeah you know the kind,
when i'm done with pussy it's smothered in slime,
just asked your girlfriend I went up in it,
that ass was fine, god damn I hit it!
you know i'm with it,
my rhymes are on point,
i'll smoke y'all niggaz like I smoke a joint,
the heat that I bring is so intensifying it's scary,
you wonder why I mentioned that in my last line it's cause it's neccessary,
you need to know who your dealing with, a dangerous advesary.

I'm straight wreckah, runnin' mouth hard, tongue twist bang,
I'm fuckin' up ya troop on the strategy burned land
Cuz I bangin, ruinin' resistance without slangin'
You check me, cut me, fill me, make me spill bad,
Petrol on fire from my artillery
Your landing ship tank sunked in Channel from my killarmy
You beg for mercy, like a prisoner from Nam
And I shoot up inside you takin' your 21 gram
The soul is heavy like a loaded M 60
It's put up on mic and made shoot, bitch now lick it
Till the battlefield empty and my deep wound left bleeding,
But your hundred wounds sent you to last chilling
Your body ain't gon' rot, I'll burn ya in my furnace
From hell on earth I sent you to one beneath surface

and thats me eversick666 its beserk kid,go into hyperdrive mode wit the rhymes left these rappers all worthless,try back at the circus, cause you faggots are clowns,and if you think your on a higher level then bitch, im callen you down
callen you brown cause you remind me of shit,design your lines right and maybe then it i'll sound like it fits...

I'm like Wu-tang nigga, I ain't nothin' to fuck with,
you better respect my shit or get ready to duck quick,
i'll let my ak spray your brains all over the place,
then you won't be able to comeback like ma$e,
i'm the king but i don't need the crown,
only bitch niggaz bitch over pussy shit,
that ain't how I get down,
i'm hard like Mike Tyson, your about as mighty as the ducks,
your down in the last third and have ran out of luck,
shit you just one of those dirty south niggaz,
a wannabe young buck!

...a wanna be young buck,shucks, what luck, another dumb fuck,for me to slay then watch pass away,hit by a stray never the case,bruse all his face,make it a personal bout,while your bitch at my house im video camin wit my dick in her mouth,the trigger reroutes the bullet when i pull it get down...

...When I pull it get down
Another passion of murder, another blood in my crown
It's all bout the feeling, question is survival
After fuckin' Ever or Slim pray on knees to get revival
Let me introduce nu-lifestyle, it's murderous behavior
Drugged fuckin' crimeplay and my 9 ain't yo savior,
Whichever side you take to the hell you gon make
You chose Russian roulette and your life's the stake...


(This one was quite fucked up)

yeah this lil homie dude got shit twisted or something, callin' me a biter kid?

listen, who you think you are tryin' to throw me subliminals?/
I'm the most original, critical, lyrical criminal/
spit a freestlye with no limits, cold frigid, so vivid/
Bo Riddick right hand blows breakin' your nose bridges/
go the distance, flow malicious, comatosin' snitches/
hold the biscuit, chauvinistic 'cause I pose in pictures chokin' hoes and bitches/
you know I'm sick wit it, stick di-dick to ya chick's clitoris/
spit acidic giz on her tits in less than six minutes/
triple D's da name, critically acclaimed, lyrically profane/
hysterically insane, memories of pain/
your brain energy git drained, never mention me a-gain/
another enemy gits slained, ten centuries remain/
to the next millenium, sick sadistic sex freak, I'll have sex with anything/
as long as it's female, been that drug dealer to hit your mom up with 3 rails/
horny fat bitches beggin for a picture of Da Don's shlong in a e-mail 'cause they gone off the E pills!

Aight then, who this nigga think is gettin' shit twisted?
you've bitten off more than you can chew bitch, put down the biscuit,
you claim to be the most original, critical, lyrical criminal,
you don't even write your own rhymes, that shit's unforgivable,
next you'll bite my rhymes, that's why yours are explicit too,
now I would have let shit slide but you had to make it personal,
by the time I finish with you, your mom's won't even recognise you,
no ones gone be here to rescue you, you lost your friends they despise you,
they seen the bitch in you, your transparent like glass,
it don't matter you striked first ima have the last laugh,
you see it's funny to me how you think you can diss me,
you could stand with a gun point blank to my head and still you'd miss me,
cause your a pussy, you fire blanks, you can't even bust a nutt,
you better think twice next time before you try to tear shit up,
and still you haven't changed I thought you came here to fight me?
your like Mike Tyson, you just came here to bite me,
I spit rhymes so hard it causes explosions,
we're online nigga so you can call me the deadily trojan,
i'll delete you like you were never there,
you talk about fuckin' bitches, you ain't met a girl in your life,
your just a lil' geek so play quiet like mice,
and before you reply, remember this,
you better be prepared to finish what you started bitch!

reppin it my ninja
suuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
peace
eversick666

kid you're a fag, wanna battle me meet me in the battlefield, 100 bars muddafuckka! WHO'S BITIN'? YOUR MOM'S BITIN' THE TIP OF MY DICK!