Nations display no patience, always ready for battle at all stations
Haitians die in revolution, LA dines in heavy pollution
The solution is a re-imagination, Producin' against this stagnation
Laws abound that go far beyond home grounds
Jaws are found to blow wind on false sounds
Governing mounds of dirt, I'm come from the Earth
I'm not just playin' son, I bring Divine Jusgentium
I don't even know if I'm pronouncing that correctly.
n/m : Gargantuan
I'm lampin' in the lab with friends, countin' ends planning ya end
Aftermath of these raps are like the 9-11 towers droppin'
Ain't no stoppin' ladies from droppin' thongs, hit it then i'm gone
To the next dime, i even bone a pretty corpse i'm dead wrong
My lyrics strong like the stench of U.S. soldiers bodies in Iraq
there's no fist-fights son, i pack a cop-killin' automatic
My street mob's deep , giving niggas more grief, and havoc
Word: Havoc
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
nah man your supposed to end with the word that the last guy said to end with, then you give a new word for the next dude to end with.Originally Posted by james
My flows like peanut butter, mc's mouths won't open
Bro's can't even utter, from Walla Walla to Hoboken
When the mic drops all your hopes do too
Lyrics burn like Cyclops, yours stink like poopoo
My freezer's huge, where you think i stored my neighbor
Don't even hear what your sayin' like Schwarzenegger
I'd like for my rhymes to get discussed in the hood
But if I can make you laugh thats just as good
Two genders stepped up, her vexed and he tilted
I unleashed and they left perplexed and bewildered
Everyone's best friends askin' "Why can't you win"
The answers cuz my rhyme skills are gargantuan
sorry that was kinda weak but i was just tryin to have some fun.
n/w: aurora borealis
through songs i write, my wrongs i right
if you wanna fight the power, get the power to fight
its the northern lights foo', educate yo'self.....jk but yeah, its the northern lights
through songs i write, my wrongs i right
if you wanna fight the power, get the power to fight
cant anyone touch aurora b?
through songs i write, my wrongs i right
if you wanna fight the power, get the power to fight
I sink deep into my throne, drink from a chalice,
I wrap alice in chains, when acting malice,
I supply power to the bulb like a ballast,
cold callous carnivore the webs my canvas,
I pummell all competition as if its naked on my mattress,
writing beautiful poetry like images of the Aurora Borealis,
NEXT WORD - PERFORATED
Go ahead & hate it the most favorent underrated styles creative
cultivated to make it, beat break it like movement so elusive on some smooth shit when my pen scrip relentless hits like hi hats performing like fat caps painting pictures like Tats crew of a story of when my gats blew & left the beat chopped & screwed who would of knew I hated it so I rip the page out like it was PERFORATED
n\w............................................... ..........................ECOLOGICAL
Last edited by $inista; 07-21-2006 at 11:38 AM.
Underrated rapper feelin' wrecked, spittin' on the street
His destiny is not be heard, no compassion to his shit
He's outsidah, prohibited ridah outta any clan
Spittin' fire inside wire but with talent to condamn
Any street thug rulin' club cuz he being too street rugged
But when he opens his spitfire he always gettin' bugged
And he'll die like u-known, rhyme depression psychological
His only hope his grave gon' be kept as ecological
....................................Khmer Rouge
(pronouncin it like ca-mere roge)
AYO..
Cheers n Hopes.. sound up as Im near my flow.. round one Im geared to go!!..
bigup BIGBEN n W+D yall chance is known..I advance in shows..shoutoutz..fanz-a-boast..
Im da greatest MC to man I shown..! hands-a-hold MICS..! damage ya whole LIFE!.
nigga I stole HYPE..pictures of rolled flight to get me lifted..I smoke str8- no light..
cuz thatz fo chumps who BITE..figure ya POEMS u WRITE MIGHT be BITTEN...
SNIPE thru scoped VISION..I hate COLD SPITTAZ wit nuthin tah say..FRONT n get LAID..
Im BLUNT wit HAZE in it..! crazed stunts'll get a blade in ya RIBS quick..! no FIBS kid..
Im acidic.. anything touched turn liquid like pacific..Im specific..lyrical vividness no quittin this!.
flow rippin bits n pieces.. flinch get deceased..rinse my piece wit..murdah happen recent..
URBAN rapper BEATEN..BURST-a-MAG-a-HEATHEN..first to DRAG his feet and DIG..
son BEAR wit THOSE who FEARED n KNOWN..cuz this tha YEAR of CHOLK..
REARS get POKED wit SPEARS n POLES..TEAR a HOLE in ya GEAR ya SOAKED...
trigger / heat / blown.. / nigga we-sum-FOLKS.. roll deep like KHMERE ROUGE
nEXT WORD: vanity
Last edited by Aclikyano; 07-22-2006 at 08:53 PM.
that rhyme was maaaaaaad sexy dude^^^^
I grab the mic...big ups to W&D and aclik...we spot the mad hype..like white under blacklights..recognize we aim for the skies...fuck the trivialised lies...this government is built on designs...my aim is to wake the mind...thats stuck in a televised slumber...muthafuckas poor as fuck still scratch their heads and ponder...look yonder deep into the dope game...where we sport chains and get scorched frames...dead or institutionalised...brutalised by our own neighbors...the fast life players are in a vacuum or a cavity...because you get caught up in greed and vanity
NEXTWORD - CRANBERRY
o fasho
my thoughts have archives kinda like a LIbrary,
Die ta all my Adversaries, shinobi..lyrical Mercenary
and like da movie Tombstone "I'm your Huckleberry"
and naw aint talkin bout tom sawyer ya Fairy
i'm starting more shit then Jerry!, Hairy Carry
Bury?? on the Contrary, peeps Rarely fight FAirly
when they see me they already Scared of Me
Especially when i got that XXX TEchnique,
leave ya brain Crammed n Buried..
and ya brains mushe'r then Cranberry'z
n/w: Portrait
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
lol ..o fasho
my thoughts have archives kinda like a LIbrary,
Die ta all my Adversaries, shinobi..lyrical Mercenary
and like da movie Tombstone "I'm your Huckleberry"
and naw aint talkin bout tom sawyer ya Fairy
i'm starting more shit then Jerry!, Hairy Carry
Bury?? on the Contrary, peeps Rarely fight FAirly
when they see me they already Scared of Me
Especially when i got that XXX TEchnique,
leave ya brain Crammed n Buried..
and ya brains mushe'r then Cranberry'z
n/w: Portrait
man...
yo....
I hate spittin wit da "softest" clips get lost in..ya blood orbit..
ya stuck forcin tools to remove tha tip OFF IT..sick? OFTEN..
I spit COUGHIN..RID horrid MCS of MIC DUTY..nigga I get NICE Booty..
FIGHT true to streets..yall cant WOOT fo ME..cuz IM already ROOTED DEEP..
in what? in tha HEATED FLAMES..try gettin me out u get MAMED n BOOTED FREE..
Im USUALLY.. on -> CM but REP da WU n CHEIF..which is ME..switch to KEYS...
RUIN crews deep.-. choose a route.-.FLEE! move wit BEATS..thatz how I shoot da breeze!.
and I mean passin TIME not lubin meat..! damn pervz I serve ya nervez wit 2 or 3...!
get ya noggin dropped on sum porcelan..HOOCHIES BE on nuts like im-a-FORTUNE..rich!!.
I cant afford u bitch !!.. DOE ova TRICKS..I grill COURTS n SPIT..JUDGE lost his shit!!..
when He left.. he slept.. I crept.. n death took his portion quick..! I abort tha missh..
bounce undah bridge..6 rounds hit this clown who give sentence to houndz of peepz..
Who innocent..no witnesses n still he sit in prison wit visions of rippin up digits of MCS..!
Of course this is tha ILLEST offer'd of AC..step itll cost ya ass..cuz ILL OFF ya FAST...~!
niggaz n bitchez stare at tha picture were u got stabbed.. roll by thea n-u can find a potrait!.
NEXT WORD: NIBBLE
word..lol ..
man...
yo....
I hate spittin wit da "softest" clips get lost in..ya blood orbit..
ya stuck forcin tools to remove tha tip OFF IT..sick? OFTEN..
I spit COUGHIN..RID horrid MCS of MIC DUTY..nigga I get NICE Booty..
FIGHT true to streets..yall cant WOOT fo ME..cuz IM already ROOTED DEEP..
in what? in tha HEATED FLAMES..try gettin me out u get MAMED n BOOTED FREE..
Im USUALLY.. on -> CM but REP da WU n CHEIF..which is ME..switch to KEYS...
RUIN crews deep.-. choose a route.-.FLEE! move wit BEATS..thatz how I shoot da breeze!.
and I mean passin TIME not lubin meat..! damn pervz I serve ya nervez wit 2 or 3...!
get ya noggin dropped on sum porcelan..HOOCHIES BE on nuts like im-a-FORTUNE..rich!!.
I cant afford u bitch !!.. DOE ova TRICKS..I grill COURTS n SPIT..JUDGE lost his shit!!..
when He left.. he slept.. I crept.. n death took his portion quick..! I abort tha missh..
bounce undah bridge..6 rounds hit this clown who give sentence to houndz of peepz..
Who innocent..no witnesses n still he sit in prison wit visions of rippin up digits of MCS..!
Of course this is tha ILLEST offer'd of AC..step itll cost ya ass..cuz ILL OFF ya FAST...~!
niggaz n bitchez stare at tha picture were u got stabbed.. roll by thea n-u can find a potrait!.
NEXT WORD: NIBBLE
real illness..
i'll add to it..
peace ta pir, double B, AC, SPoken, Sicka and all da homies i aint forget ya..
Simple Symbols, Switch from Pist n BOld, ta Bitch n Old
Glisten like Bricks a Gold, Get Control, With this Inch a Mold
Gift i Show, Strip ya Soul with the high Pitched Console
Biblicial Counsils, count individuals proud folk, down coke
like it's around my abnoxious goggles, loud echo's glock special
shock'd hello's flock credenitials like alot of pebbles, pin stroke
hits foes witch sticks like a first kiss from dat bitch yo. leave ya cripple
in da temple with bros that i treat like my own kin folk...nimble nIBBLE
b/w: freestyle
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
Man We SiCc, we melt mc's like a Flame and a Candlestick
Gamble With, a Handful of Inadequate Manu-Scripts
Grand we Get, with every Ambulance Accident
Balancinig, Fabulous Amulents, on my Talents Bitch
Planned the Scandalous Inhabitant's, Grab a Laxative
Trash da Kids that Harrass my Clique', Stab n STick
with a Miraculous Extravagant, Analysis..I Practice Michief
da opposite of a Evangelist
n/w: wallet
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
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