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tek twisted limbs from shots as i load my 9 wit bodys//
hold down over thrown sound waves that pound the brain from shotys//
x mixed wit meth here try these it will leave u wit cold breath like stick to puck jockies//
making them fattys look like hotties in back seats inbetween rolls they pack heat//
drugs guns in this verse its just a attack speach i speek to advanc the maps peak//
rolling with a top hat long t and kakies tims that leave prints like track feet//
Told ya'll every bars barbaric knowledge the dumb, deaf, and blind can't bare it
Emcee's saying tha same shit like parrots, it's nothing confrontin' these clones
Ya reign as champ will last about as long as Roy Jones holmes
On microphones i got power like Giacana, slayin' niggas who bite like piranas
Flows stronger than anacondas, i was born to be a bomber
Death before dishonor my enemies on the run like impalas
Well your just another mixtape muttQuote:
Originally Posted by Masta Genius
Do the math blast like olive points with my point stuck to the mind's eye, big stick little ego like big ben with the genius pen swift ink when you think before ya blink ya ass goodbye. Defy your reply with my thinkin' style tight like an army knot on an prom king's tie, fuck school didn't ride the bus cause I walked pimp hand out kissed by bitches like a russian spy. Golden eye sharp shooter bust the door verbal intruder keep'n it 'digi' with that analog lap top computer. Ain't beef'n with this hot shit cooler than lava rock, kept it ghetto rep'n fake gansta love like a picture of biggie next to 2 pac.
Lyrical pharoah my darts travel through ya apparel and hits ya bone marrow
I got it sewn battles i do blindfolded still slaughter men like cattle
Flamin' arrows travel to where he stands soon fallin' in gravel
beat em' wit paddles then send em' down stream in a canoe
Who knew tha fool would lose to tha black hebrew
Tha louie bat dazed tha cat in fact left him wit skull fracture
Another cerebal disaster used his blood to craft a murder chapter
Turtle snappin' testicle torture a topic for a author
Enforcer wit tha force of twisters caught ya sleepin'
Biters peep-in tha peep- hole to observe a deep foe
nice shit james...
sword swingin' on the brink of salvation, Six always hell bringin'
like humans on the Gaza strip im always vulnerable
but ill continue to come out on top, fuck if it's honorable or not
Ludacris hadn't heard of me when he said he was comin for my spot
no matter what anybody says, ima always be here
Treazon is unknown itself so why would i see fear?
steer clear or loose a few pints and son i ain't talkin about beer
disfigure opponents so their mothers cant even produce real tears
fuck my peers im tired of the dis-respect
rap is my dialect and sometimes im not up for spittin' my pure intellect
but fuckin' up rappers i could write a whole book on the cause and effect
it's like most verses they select, while I create
boast words powerful enough to intimidate
so much hot spit, the top shit when i kiss i immolate
rhymes longer than the inter-state competition subject to disentegrate
wack emcees i obliterate, tho maybe nothin more than a big mistake
because every rapper's life i take, i feel as another part of my soul dissipates
peace
THIS IS THAT DARK SHIT....I THINK IT'S ILL AS FUCK (A MOVIE IN MY HEAD WHEN I HEARD THIS BEAT)
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4th pyramid- "war with orcs"
Underground tombs...sassoons, filled wit dead bodies/
a bloody wedding dress on a pale hottie/
black lagoons, black mistress wit black lipstick/
slit wrists suckin' dick wit cut fishnets... on both hands, a lost man/
.......stranded on a boat wit no change and no plan/
shit is misty a gypsy once told me, to smoke a gold leaf was unholy, so he rolled me 50/
oooooooh shit...gettin' dizzy, seein' visions/
of the devil in a blue dress promisin' 3 wishes
of three bitches...who swallow and breed midgets/
release tension...least likely to eat women/
a sex slave in a shackle, tackled down wit a nasty frown/
catwoman rubber clothes loathin' for a classy sound/
ob3y your heart straight forward and taunt realise we live in a world of sin... let the words blend mixed together we mend with wisdom shared from with-in... while some in a psykosis relaxed in a hypnosis these poems make us kin... we sing true experience as we consider this forum as a place we can build with friends....I can no longer write a piece with out leaving a piece of me... so many tears i've cried dying to find the freedoms we all seek... martyr knows the deal as his words never conceal the unfairness this government reeks... the stench of the masses lynched hung from a tree my mind often sees... the lack of humility in the children today as we all extend out our arms and reach... but they're raised to be a leech and crave to bleed the beasts as violence rises as if its bakers yeast... every Dae I pave and stay out deaths lane so I can feed and teach my seeds... why does white signify good and intelligence and black stand for bad and irrelevence? this is society's biggest misconceptions as brains stay punished in detentions of shame... blackwisdom the absence of light his knowledge breaks the stereotypes of a society twisted to fight our neighbors because of our sight ...we act on emotions drowning common sense deep in the oceans unknown abyss... james knows the tides we've all been denied held in economic prisons of resent... these treazons are made by the systems that prey on the poorest of women and men...
Sometimes we cannot control the outcome of events beyond finger tips reach but for each and everyone who tries there lies a warrior. Everytime you get a feeling that a change needs to be made not only for yourself but for the good of the people around you there lies a warrior.To make a change for the people you love and for the generations to come there lies a warrior. For a man to fight for his soul his blood his being his past present and future there lies a warrior. When a man is willing to take on thousands by himself knowing that what he is doing is the right thing to do and that death is certain but to excape death is inevitable still he will fight that is a warrior. And for a man to put his heart in writing for others to read pick-apart decipher step on trash love behold ignore now that is a Warrior
PEACE to all respect everything because everything is you
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ayyo,
UfO's hoverin'....coverin' the block/
rock bottom shit livin' got me witta glock/
switchblade made rich grenades blowin' up ya spot/
test tubes 'n' dirty rocks got the poorest man to stop/
Yo,my rhymes are big and fat like raekwon the chef,and masta genius is just another, mixtape mutt,Wutangcorp is a bit weird,because when I first went on it I thought it was just a fan site,but it is suppose to be,an official site,and I think that people have increased attitude on internet,message boards,and I don't know why,but for the moment I don't understand the abbriviations used on them,and why people don't just look up lyrics for songs instead of p,ost,ing them in the "lyrical interpretation section of this website,I also like ridin' my motocross bike,and,I,go off-road and it's very,eciting,but on most sundays you can cach me on the Basket-Ball court,because I want to keep my skills good,in my area so I can attack everyone who thinks that their good,but I really should dribble the ball up and down,just to get my dribbling skill to perfection.
lemme blaze off a quick one (listenin' to Thieves in da Nite pt 2)
foot lift crater forms as i storm the ground
the 4 pound tense ya muscle leave you a heap on the ground
mic skills enough to bend and crush you in half
as i laugh, bullets harmless when i pull the gaff the triple-six laughs
cranial mass with math enough to move land mass
like Magneto with this rap shit, my words get me high so fuck a tablet
if you sensitive don't listen to my mad spit
Six is classic givin' ass kicks to any ass just for askin, it aint tragic its havoc
the device in my hand aint shit to the device in my skull
mics tend to short out when i spit about shit like null, religon, or any of you bitches
my tounge itches to spit i lick stitches
i aint wishless, all i need is peace of mind, any opposing will get a piece of mine
fuck riches
DAM!!! that's some deep shit that whole verse was ill. Peace Big Ben.Quote:
Originally Posted by bigben
didnt get a chance to read it before but yeah man thats some nice shit, too good for some freestyle thread man..
im gonna rock that last part in my sig too
peace