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[ElusiveFugitive]

^ co-sign ^

My suggestion would be dont focus too much on the rhyme structure to begin with. Take your time with the process, think about the content and the message you want to express.

Keep the ink flowin'

ONE LOVE

[SurreaL]

My advice is to tighten your word play, say somthing that makes you/us think, grab our attention, none of this " I got cash, you rake ass ", too simple, no message is really being deliverd, throw in some multis, come sharp, keep your spelling clean, Like a sword, you want a clean cut, chop a head.

[sabinnchung]

honeys play me close like sipping on some hot tea
i drop tricks like a magician making you pay attention to me
thinking back to being adopted, painful thoughts
being born with a deformity pain juss causes loss
i try n keep up thinking bout my roots like the rain
but when fools say my name i juss got to kill in vein
ryhmes run wild like babys first walking around
no guns or blades this time as i burst talking on clowns
they the ones hiding like sewer rats
i sprout life frequently like manewer dropped
my raps like doing crystal meth, addicting
yours like folklore myths about then n nothing
i'm like microsoft software, keeping minds hooked
constant abuse on you, treating you like we're hooked

i can't find anywhere on the internet how to do wordplay so i tryed my best in like 8 minutes (school)

[sabinnchung]

here's something quick i juss did

when i pound your body i get you like rain drops
smelling like a corpse and thats when the pain stops
this the connection that never ends, the train don't stop
i'mma doctor on you like frankenstein i frey juss to rap
its not only a game but it also has a infinit purpose
the realest of the real like lil' kids who start burstin
you know i'm the best, thats why you just run
don't kid yourself you know i crush alot like Pun
been on my dick? thats a past tense, it ain't true
you paint the picture, you like my hand, try n slay the truth
piss on my grave? ya'll hit n miss my name
cuz ya'll got no dick, all you tricks the same
fuck with your soul like huffing, and this ain't canada
fuck what you heard about me, i'll piss on your banner
whats the name for you? a freak or a nerd
i don't know what to do first, speak or hurt

fuck around n get killed
fucking clowns juss get kill't
these words afflict ya soul
these words burn ya soul

like wearing a hoody you a punk juss hiding the target
don't try n hide ya girl, good looking? i'll find that dork, shit
giving me a pair of nikes to not hurt you
don't bother with a gun, you know you hide these so i rap n just fuck you
i carry more kicks then a baby carrier
now with every jam i'm the fucking man, an mc that'll slap ya
don't bitch or i'll fuck up your whole requiem
the only man on earth who'll throw out ya seeds dun
i'm asian and proud of it sucker, to beat me pronounce it fucker
holding hands with ya bitch like i juss trounced ya lover
thats what a mean motherfucker will do
when i get mad grab a glock and fuck ya whole crew
visualizing the mentality like a schizophrenic
carrying on tradition fight'n wit shit that'll make ya panic
18 years old and its a blessing nowadays
people look at me funny guessing how i ate

fuck around n get killed
fucking clowns juss get kill't
these words afflict ya soul
these words burn ya soul

i'm the wizard of oz monopolizing america (the monopoly word took me forever to spell)
i don't hate, juss analyzing heroin users
pull the lyrical gat back then start shoot'n
i don't fight for real juss tear your heart apart in the booth n
piss on ya corpse rot like i'm the grim reaper
i'd throw you in the 6 foot drop, but it juss seemed deeper
i'll dig alittle more n throw ya ass in
throw gasoline all over the casket
you dig? still you try n talk shit about me
in the lions stomach, thats where clowns be
i'm the king of the jungle at this shit
theres no consolation prize like a playstation bundle kit
you kids ears n eyes muss be clogged
the way i hit you n you don't feel it like hustlers who got ratted
i guess i got the killers state of mind
otherwise i would be in pain n doing time

[sabinnchung]

i might be wasting my time cuz i suck, but i enjoy doing this

lobbing heads off wit swords like throwing frisbees
try n kill my buzz, impossible like smoking trees
ct's got a kid depressed, so i begin to explode
shave you with razor sharp words, burn it with a gin type flow
hit the block hard like and 1 street ball
like revenge of the nerds i know these punks fall
if worst comes to worst my familys first
ain't no publicity stunt like the amityville stuff
but indeed i slap happy bitches around like pimps
beware of me who gets mad then clown you like a trip
a double dosage for crews like getting keyed
like horse races i'm already betting b
that i'm the winner in these high stakes
and that your the loser with your fight'n mistake
am i gonna burn in hell for all the things i said
criminal minded, submininal signs say shit i said
sbc, you heard of him, but i know you ain't concerned
till i start pounding blow for blow like it burns
you know what i mean homie, kill kill kill
I say Whats Wrong when Peace Sells like Ill Bill
its no fun for us real kids who'd kill with no problem
hand me a gun when i'm mad enough n i got em
try n rob me n you'll be dropping gems like Mobb Deep
look at me like the sun cuz you know i'm hot b
look at me like the sun cuz i wear so many glaciers
i fight this duke like the Pistons vs any Pacer
no contest like a 7 footer against a midget
i'll get the whole hit crew against you kid
i got you all paranoid thats why your counting stacks
shooting off arrows like robin for crack
i'm sweating off the heat like i got the flu
you under the spreadsheet like you got the blues
religiously you couldn't get rid of me like pedo-philes
thought i had enuff like weed smoken n the smiles
i took ya'll loses like sperm banks
i'm the sickest like i'm holden the germ to aids
thought i'd stop like the drugs in new york
but its still ready burst like crews being short

[sabinnchung]

can i get tips, and help?

i'd rob a candy man just to get a news real
dance circles round you just to see whos real
yea, pull ya gun out like a sharp shooter
ice cold with the facts cuz my hearts cooler
i'mma murder you like a domestic dispute
spittin germs so i know you ain't a energetic fool
easy pickins then, nothing like starving children got
talk all breezy, just not bout the millions you don't have
dropping more bars then jail house love
i'm a front runner while ya'll clowns shove
spray like pepper spray, can't see my shit
ya'll like pregnant bitches, just seeing me stings
ya'll know the champ is here like Ali
fakers act scared in fear of me
whats not hot is bitches like Nelly dissing
couldn't mess wit my shit if you were messy kissing
you got a hard time with the facts
must be used writing to snoop dogg mtv tracks
when i get crazy i'm dirty like the mexican mafia
the way your flows of a broken caliber
what you writing with broken pencils?
like snoop doggs tv show your shit is canculd
your shit must be written by reality show scriptwriters
the way your quick to talk shit faster then cooking rice

[sabinnchung]

i typed/wrote this right when i woke up tired as fuck to da luniz's "i got 5 on it" beat

"The Truth"

hard to tell whats the truth when lying to a baptist
with all the pedophiles i'm only trying to be catholic
my priest tells stories, but only God knows whos telling the truth
with all the money collected, I think he's selling the truth
always being bully'd, ran home more times then Babe Ruth
all because of fake images, never forgave the truth
waiting to go to school with a gun in my hand
and fucking demolish or punish the fucking man
God lied to me, no fun ish, just nothing man
thought i was almost normal, but really schizophrenic
i almost fell in love, but shit hoe i meant it
a drug-e wannabe, kil-o's i dreamt it
rolling up a phatty, smoking till i'm a fatty
stopped at the light, oh shit, holding a filled baggy
i'm a fucking future alchoholic at 18
never had a nightmare, but still hate to dream

only being 18's hard nowadays
hard to be serious when clowns spray
body has no peircings, but holes
how does it fell saying fuck home

with people all around me, chasing money, trying to clown me
metaphors for trying to help me, fighting for me now b
i took too few hits to be stupid already
love at 17, i thought cupid wasn't real
like horseraces, i got my money ready
spluging like i never knew the money was real
buy shit like its a monopoly game
from my family, learned some hot bodys lame
no trueness with no fucking heart
secrets, like the flows fucking sharp
nothing wrong, the flows dissing you
slap steady, the hoes missing a few
how we supposed to sell with no clientell
fight night, ring the bells n the zero's or i'll yell
like an opera, when i accidently shoot you
old school, don't blame me, the penaltys through you

can i get a little feedback, good or bad?

[sabinnchung]

my whole systems explosive like vietnamese children
you failed art school like your creativity's missing
you must be stupid, can't even get 1 + 1 right
like Mr. Rifkin punish these bums at night
pull up on some big shit, you the fly i squash
you think your tight but syke you juss bombs
think you tight like your girls pussy
wankstas wetter then the world is mushy
heres a few safety tips, read my name
speak my name and get smacked like Sonny's n Cher's names
how you think i survive? by doing dope?
like Kevin Kosner i'm screwing your flows
i'm animated like a cartoon
your constipated cuz you a goon
i'm the hottest blocks motto
not rocking gems but still rap hot though
the top dog like a pedigree
tripping on slang like a wanksta on henesy
if you got braces you know how to eat the metal
if your racist you know who to meet to get metal
my swords itching like Shinobi's
i'm raping more white bitches then kobe

i'll try n do a deep peice next

[sabinnchung]

feels like my hearts cut out like valentine day cards
crying from the pain cuz my family sprayed harsh
i'm a dead man walking like the greek gods
my mom protested my smoking weed so i stopped
too much pain tearing the whole family apart for a minute
feels like sharp shards, pulling out shards timid
what good is life when your heavily depressed
so many things i deeply regret
whats life when people question your every move like poker
can't even shoot, a shattered arm, every moves colder
i think i'm dead but really i'm delusional
talking like i'm God but really confusing em
i'm my own maker, making my final destination
want to buy a tek to blast away, fightn decisions elimination
the coats heavy, walking in the school doors
hearing the school whores talking like fools in a corpse
try n flee but increase the murder rate
my one love, the slug heard her rape
one night stand like buying prostitutes
think its right, but lying doesn't constitute
hit a girl in the head then flee
hit my mom in the head then i'm free
if being adopted ain't harsh enuff
this art has me like painting handcuffs
weapon of choice, a 40 caliber luger
when i'm horny in the hour i use her
fakers are the ones with all eyes on me
similar to snitches the fall guys me
typing at a rapid rate like school test
i don't worry bout death, cuz we all grow new flesh
thought i was dead but i'm ice cold
i'm not a cyborg just becuase i appear ice cold

done at 3:37

this is as deep as i can go for now

can someone tell me how to write deep peices?

2nd ever attempt at writing deep

venemous wutantcorp brothers'll never know the pain
can't even touch it, i severed the flow, but with pain
go delirious like dave chapelle, friends backstab you
never knew of a stopping sign, meant to slap you
hope it all makes sense, theres no 6th sense
i'm my own executioner, the sick'o that cleanse
i'm in the waste lands, the pain man
its too strong the feeling like laying down an ash
but i keep on on it, the high stakes
the fly mistakes like "oh i'm high" the mile high stakes
the steps to God, i fell down
broken ankles on God's soil i fell now
like Moses, gotta pay my respects
taking off my shoe, then the devil swayed my retrospect
oh shit! am i going to hell for that
am i not going to heaven for a lying rap
i feel all queesy inside like i got the flu
but i only got the news
spraying shit all over like i'm ill will
i'm of a different mix but wish i was like Ill Bill
wishing i was black just so i can bust
writing rushed flows that bust
afraid my brother might laugh at me
always though one day i'd be sold again for cash b
i come to school with dirt on my shoulder
not talking, do i hate? no, just colder
i'm the only one who might shoot
with my looks crew might shoot
sister walking with a crutch
where's my baby bro at Chung?
i don't even know i'm flying
the greatest fantasy like superman, the flows fight'n
the struggles i experience everyday
man, you couldn't imagine every pain
especially when its in your head
sure i'm a fucking pure bred
but nowadays pedigrees don't mean shit
sad cuz i was picked on by these pricks
but now i don't care cuz i'm on the proper meds
dead family, now i actually honor them

[sabinnchung]

just a 16 liner

draw shit out of the blue like an alchemist
destroying everyone to crews, i'm guessing
busting ya'll like spot pimples
got ya'll on my shit like poppin bubbles
its easy when your on top yo like wrestlers
heat all day dropping hot flows more then kettles
rock ya head to bed, like Z's
i'm not thorough but a thorough bred, geez
who's the fucking man, mic in bodybags
whos fucking with me, fights like shottys man
i'm always first, the first to swear
i'm the one to cuss you bear
to expose the truth like courtroom cases
sweeped under the rug, broom to your faces
thicker then plaster
you can bicker but ask her
i'm the man who shot you
i'm the nightstalker who got you
your scared of the dark like blindmen
so i pull back bust n fight men

[sabinnchung]

ya'll claim alot, dickless, like sasquatch
balling out of control, homie, the bats sqaush
getcha in your sports bra like soccer celebrations
don't even need my best, killing, by botchy elimination
ya garbage, i knock peoples out like the sanitation department
JFK type killing spree, your assasinations not alarming
we all wanted it like The Views hosts croking
don't get crazy, my crews already loco, you know it
whats that? speaking up like shy kids
so you get shot down by one swear like shit
your weaker then Ali at his state
no offense dog, get fit like Bally's place
i spark four four's like texas hold em
practice every day, i'm the best at holdin em
you an overnight thug, like fed-ex
you fat like my girl, so i gotta X em
buried alive, leave the note out at sea
can of worms make ya hold it, so you clowns can see

keystyle

[sabinnchung]

another quick keystyle

when you yell my name it echos bitch
i mark ya ass like marc ecko prick
the dutch is rolled, the beers guzzled
don't know to run, the fears muzzled
you know i am, the kid who'll fuck you
not with a genital but metal, so fuck you
why you thinking about me up the ass
you a Lil John wannabe, your cups your cash
put your life on the block
quit your fight'n, you fight like you locked
damn, whats with you bro
you rap like your crews broke
nothing coming out your mouth
instead your just cumming out ya mouth
never knew a person can speak breezey
don't need the best, i peak easy
like mount rushmore, i climbed the stacks
first in line for the beat, down, so i know you like'n the track

[sabinnchung]

heres 2 battles i did on sixshot.com, i'm "echos"

vs mazz187

got more infrared dots on your forehead then hindu's
a gag ugly boo, ya pores bled cuz of my crew
destroy your whole system thanks to neurology
just fucking around with this chump, bank in his anatomy
i'm like moses, taking my shoes off, just to smack you
i'm on your case heavier then NYC cops crushed crack crews
i'm the secret, rap about me like the words are razor sharp
this ain't no games faggit, but gladly be the first to aim at ya heart

vs. Kellron

destroy his crew, baby boo, crushed like a bad break up
check out my verbal intesity on a rictor scale, shake him up
leave him ill will in this booth like a bubble boy
can't even act stiff, its the truth no dick, get muscles boy
i bring it back to ct homie, i'm a BUSY BEE SO CLONE ME
mistakes, i wreck em, ugly bitches, clean these hoes like my weed
i bring the heat, leave ya grabbing ya ankles n shins like de-feet
cancerous flows, i'd call this hoe but he's already ringing me//faggot

tell me what ya'll think

wack or not

[sabinnchung]

my life

trying to find the truth to why i'm schizophrenic
but closed doors without a key, doing coke n sess kid
fools off my system like x-box live
trying to come up n grab my glasses, try
stinking up the whole world like sewer rats
i'm spluging on these wacks like spewing raps
taking hits to the head, bits of smoke to the head
these freaks wanna take but not give, drones killing cells
lonely, i'm kinda horny
but i want every damn thing i saw b
everybody wants the answer like this the NBA
now everyone wants a rapist, ending these good days
ease up, then i casaully speed up
kids nowadays do amphetamines too young
thought i was quiet, but i go to the extremities too son
whats the point of walking? its like someone shut off the lights
i go delirious like dave chapelle, shut off the mind
i got my mind on the wrong things
first time i saw it, the minds thought was ding
the weed, pot, mary jane
whatever the name i wanted to marry the damn thang
lighting up like cypress hill
saw the vicodine and wanted to caress the pill
saw the bones, and wanted to smoke that too
saw the truth, and wanted to choke they crew
crack, it kills, feels like my bodys broken
big bro, the truth, has he spoken?
i want the yak, to do it in the back
sex n drugs, to me theres no truth in that
left with broken people like blackmail
gotta mix it up, like the juice i'm back man
sorry to say, like assorted juices i got no punch
hard pressed to make an impression, the flows crunch
banging heads, i always wanted to hang my head
mortal kombat, pass the bomb, slang for dead
check it out like bounced checks
i sign extensions longer then clowns vex
tacking magazine covers to the wall
like adopted babys, smothering them all
remember rapping duke, dropping the truth
rapping about my roots

keystyle

[sabinnchung]

shit i did on sixshot under the name - echos

I keystyled this one I first woke up tired n cold, I didn’t try my best though, yea, i'm learning

sorry for the slashes, but sixshot loves it

just felt like posting shit, even if it is recycling

Got kids scared-of-doc, running, like your scared-of-glocks
For you, its rare-to-rap, punishing, you can’t bare-to-watch//
Rapping-bout-zero’s-bitch, me dryed up? I’m dropping-flows-kid
Coppin-my-flow-prick? You steady? Your crapping-yo-draws-shit//
I got advanced-therapy, you scary? You like Japan’s-military
Non-existant, danced on you with mercy, u the truth? Panting-with-heracy//
Thought I was dead, I’m like the 2-k-series, crews-say-bare-with-me
You softer then muff-divers, tough-at-lying, goon,you-like-played-out-nike-series//
I’mma-drop-a-virgin, faggit, you rap a lot? Find-him-raps-that’s-hurtin
Rookie, tryna-drop-heat-but-flirtin with death, morgues, I’mma-crop-them-full-like-clergin’s//
Crucial thoughts fled-that-range, flows disconnected, head-chopped-from-the-veins
Brutally fought speds-that-hate, I’mma realist, kept-em-back-like-Thomas-the-train//
Bursts-rip-mayne, germs leave you outta work-like-sick-days
My barreta-skips-the-range, under-age, thunder-in-the-range, chunks-bits-of-brains//
Hoes-want-me, like broken sewer lines ya flows-choppy
Go-cop-me, fuck off like ya hoes-go-to-pee//

Make a bad first impression, wreck-ya-when-we-meet
We met ya ran, that’s spent-dead-meat//
Watch out for the sirens, cloaked-in-the-proper-colors
Watch out for me, choken-with-the-proper0smother//
Chop like scarface, ain’t no birthday cake, so I hurt-gays-that-hate
Drop like scarface, heats put down, burst-at-brains0n-fakes//
So hot I cooked-the-beef, plus fag, you looked-at-me
So heavy the drop, smushed-the-beef, so popular you booked-me//
The finest, I flow-swade, clothes-made from a hoes-pay
Can’t come to my home-n-touch-mane, I carry black cloaked-thangs//
Street-life, meeting-at-night, so I can beat-at-night like police-fight’n-crime
Willimantic, ct tent city, homie, I grease-ya-life, deep-fried//
Make you think I’m easy-target, like biders creases-harden
Meet-me-you-in-shards-kin, I wish the best for you, peace,-pardon//
Ya funeral, like veterans right thurr-we’re-now-mutual
Rhyming words you hate to look for like crosswords-ya-fake-ass-hooligan

Foes I gash-em, ya’ll shook, I scared-em
Hoes, got them slashed-n-then, you, bashed-in-pretense//
I’m happening then n now-like-thunder, ya’ll down-like-phone-numbers
Ya nouns-get-dumber, teks glocks ect you clowns-get-number//
Got ya mics broken hearing pin-drops, crime, watch for the kingpin-rap
Shitty? Ya’ll been crap, hard, ya’ll kins-on-crack//
Knuckles-ashy, bred you n your mom ugly, that’s something-nasty
Buckle-fast-b, got you on your knees quicker then dumbys-suckin-candy/dum dum’s a candy)

Kid I’m in your face-like-acne, afraid-so-track-me
Better have a riot ready to pay-to-stop-me, payed-hire-to-drop-me//
Living this shit till the day I die, you-soft-like-tissues
I don’t pay attention to the shit around me, crews-lost-like-current-issues//
Get ya motherfucking feelings hut, survival-of-the-fit
Try n steal my shit, you a caniving-lil-bitch//
Thugs in these lands-gunning, pop, the hands-stunning
Punks precede to dance-running, dropped, this mans-fucking//
Scared-to-look, son your shook, I dare-you-to-book
Bare-to-the-looks like a stripper, rare-to-be-shook//
Front if you want, I-don’t-play, when I fight-I-flow-all-day
Ya’ll fight-n-don’t-say shit, hard, nah, softer then bedtime-flows-fake//
Remember the place ya’ll got snuffed-n-then, cuffed-n-fucken
Lovin this combat, buff-in-this-here-lands, no good, snuffed-n-then
Don’t pull your cock out, I scared bitches, I ruffled-em//
Ya’ll rap-guys-just-critics, drop-sly-n-get-dealt
Ya’ll softer then albino kids, stopped-in-thy’s-crib//
State-of-depression, boo ya sad, I’ll fix that, cuz pains-making-impressions
Rape-ya-intentions, call the cops, ate-ya’ll-like-detentions//
You stuck in the house-of-horrors, ya bitch, dare you, clown-call-her
I’m a str8t down-baller, ya mmom, you know now-I-canned-her//

is this punchline?

ill-bursts, like watching movies end to beginning, i kill-first
vicodine-lust, like a rocky funeral speech, i thrilled-the-worst//