Spittin Magnificent..my Little Spits is Limitless..Originally Posted by J.T.S.
im not Limited but Infinite and Unlimited.. while ur Limit's LESS!
your Innocence is Insolent..Innocent Insolence is no Coincidence!
ya Dull Shit is Mimic'd by your Indulgence...In Small Steps..
a Raw Prince formed into a Exalted Sultan that was Exultant!
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
Direct wreckage on sets, after-effects from an explosive intellect..
The verbal vet, step you'll get thrown down steps, for half-steppin'..
Studio gangsters run to cops, and get popped for false reppin'..
Wanting stripes like zebra's, they never held a weapon..
Bitches settin' dudes up, is a nut worth getting shot-up?..
I'm true to life, a product of the enviornment brought up rugged..
Players that cross-over our side, catch a shot in their Nuggets..
tuck ya chain in, there's muggers muggin, and bug niggers buggin'..
police ready to raid, foot to ya balls, beat-down raiders, i'm block thuggin'..
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
When I seen the hood it was love at First Sight
Survive Paid on Live Days endured Worse Nights
But the Love was Blind my hands filled with Blood in Time
Carrying Snubs and Nines selling Drugs in Grinds
I'm Hungry in Crack Buildings Smelling Money
Seen a Junky Smack Children for Selling Dummies
Their Mommies in the bathroom with Needles in her Arm
The gov Supply the High they more Evil than Sadam
Speakin it On, free the People from their Bonds
We Trapped in Hell Packed in Cells Equal to the Cons'
Realize that Wealth is an Oppurtunity
But you can't have Health if you aint Got the Unity
Blocks fight eachother cause we Reppin Different Numbers
Caught up on a dream half Steppin in a Slumber
Till you wake up and it's already Too Late
You to Thug to drop Drugs and pick up a Suit Case
Now I'm 20 years old a Man I didn't Plan to Be
Nobody Understandin Me not even my Family
They Wonderin why I can't Control my Temper Prolly
Cause I seen bullets make Holes and Enter Bodies
I'm still here but the Streets Killed Parts of Me
All this Metal and Concrete Fills Hearts with Greed
I pray to God maybe one day he'll Send me Signs
And what was once Mine will turn to Ten in Time.
Big Pimpin Power Ranger Slappin Hoes Since 1986
My Best so far.
Nobody knows my covered genious style that flows
Unknown but once it starts up it glows/
Some doubt these abilities of mine
They dull my shine/
You can drink my rhymes lke fine wine
I use my knowledge to keep others in line/
If they don't they feel the sword strike of my rhyme
By the time I'm done they ain't worth a dime/
It's like I sewed up their lip
Cuz' when I unleash my genious I make average people flip/
Walkin' through this land with a different perspective
To see this you don't need a detective/
Goin' through enemies like the sword of a shogun
No need to school novice punks as a form of fun/
I walk around with my identity behind cloak and veil
Make opponent's rhymes as slow as the mail/
Cuttin' down enimies rhymes til' they obtuse
Afterwards you'll find me chuckin' the deuce/
~C'Dub!
This one is my best.
I'm a straight up gamer
But with a mic I am also a tamer/
Cuz' enemies be like wild beasts never tamed
But when i finish they're the ones that get maimed/
ayo...
I gotta TEK, Nickel, and STYLE..check niggaz that wile..respect triggaz that PILE..
bodies..I chill wit hotties..get spilt from shottiez..u aint gotta CLUE like manati..!
lets party..start robbin teams of cream droppin schemes then follow up get collar bucked!.
son we scholars what!. chase you like chevy without tha IMPALA...u struck!. no luck..
fuck dollarz we got..hollah.! itz bout SKILL, who u kill in roundz wit knowledge..I polish..!
demolish hedz..abolish threatz..take part in ya patnaz death..laid to rest in parkz near tha college of MEDS!.
got u in fled..kidnappin.. or wacknappin..my gat crackin cabbages like chef actin like he cookin..
son life is crooked..not what it taught..despite tha rookness..ima VET..u just lookin..like tha FEDS..
needin a warrant.. u bleedin out soars kid..a court bitch who deported back to ya formness..
word born NIG..Im sure prickz get jumped like ya ought then..find u in coffin hours later...
u a major coward who caught vapors off my flavor of love..cant speak? u best be savin it dunn!
stay in incase that im buzzed..so no crime commited..no livez been splited..I flo nice when spittin.>!
BIGUPS TEK
Last edited by Aclikyano; 02-10-2007 at 07:08 PM.
MY nigga Ac rippin the cypher, thats what it is yoo
Big Pimpin Power Ranger Slappin Hoes Since 1986
I slap dames wit mad aim..nevah slack..clevah raps trap + mame u adapt to same..
Once taught I hung forts by gun war u run toward fortress closed by raw spits.......
now sumtimes my ryhmes too complicated to run by minds that slide often like mud..
but often enough..sons coughin it up..that Ima intelligent ass emcee who talkin it rough..
walkin these tough..roads..were nuts unfold into voilent criminals..silent intervals.........
on news much is shown..dust..it blows off ledges..like ya life on edges..knivez, berettaz..
trouble known..just wipe ya featherz..we all duckz in a water world..1/2 on land tha otha froze..
no support like bruthaz suppose..no love is known.. covah ya own.."government homes"..
streetz erupt in a dose..those who live in it get snuffed or they poked..or snuck ina row..
bronx hardship swung and I ROZE above dungeons n coke..lyrical dartz..? -> tons in my coat..
I toss @ fuccaz who quote..wack emceeness bustin wit OLD..(wips, chains, money, + hoes)
Last edited by Aclikyano; 02-13-2007 at 02:16 PM.
Whos the man again? Mc's stay stiller than mannequins..
Ya'll haters ain't seen nothing mightier since the Quinn..
I begin the punishment, pummeling punishers to the cement..
My proposals are indecent, killin' tracks any season..
Fuck squeezing gats, i'm hittin' cats wit concious raps..
Instead of sweating hood-rats, i'm trying to find out where the queens at..
react like Bishop when Q tried to take his piece..
Frontin' in streets, leaves many deceased..
We can cease the beef, or one of us can lose teeth..
Or else you'll be in grave danger, in too deep..
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
that was dope!
It aint vanished, anger managed
Banished from their Kingdom of Fear
No hoodlum steered clear of the law
Still woke on jail floors, locked behind padded doors
Before I´s institutionalised; was disillusioned by lies
Couldnt bruise my pride
Sleep deprived on the grind trying to survive
Dont rhyme just to pull dimes
I´m gettin stress off my chest like removing breast cancer
Doing my best to answer the questions of life
Enticed by the bright lights of the night life
Witnessed iniquities effected me directly
Poverty posses pistol poppin Still stagnate starvin
Problems not stoppin
Blood Pumpin A need to crush somethin
Too much nothing
Lifes flushing down the drain
Trying to drown the pain
Tears in the rain checked the mirror
Face the same only the places change
Time can get so strange be easy to give in
Its not easy just livin Lifes an open book
Tired of fiction some cook dope rock
To feed their addiction Violent societys
With a variety of pills for anxieties
Turn off your t.v. eternally
Let all your flesh burn externally
Feed the soul and starve yourselfs
Modern life shit for health
Got pressure stress and depression
Manufactured flesh death obsessions
So bored with life their shooting death
Like vultures looting whats left of human remains
Consuming grains of doom in their veins
Embrace faith Face the day
Dont waste rage Use your hate
PEACE
Last edited by UNCLE RUCKUS; 02-17-2007 at 11:35 AM.
Hollow Point Shell Blow Breakin In Sections
Jakes Hate the Case no Tracin the Weapon
Two Shot Pop Pop Hit em Wit Da Combo
Crew lookin like the gorillas in the congo
Yea the don knows chillin wit the bomb hoes
Con Pro's cash slow we robbin mcdonalds
Blow a Load on a hoes facial expression
Open her mouth let er get a taste of perfection
Purchase a brick and break it in sections
I'm no priest yo but I'm takin collections
Alot of shit can happen in the space of a second
Never see a feen in the place that you rest in
Sneak in the night like ninjas facin detection
Winnin races cause I ain't placin in second
Last edited by TeknicelStylez; 02-18-2007 at 12:20 AM.
Big Pimpin Power Ranger Slappin Hoes Since 1986
fuck a quickie
im workin hard for a fix be
tryna trick these by cushioning when unbuttoning my sleeves
bitch thats what you get for fucking with me
off the top pullin out blank paper to drill ya
and written white across the chest cavity for the filler
Henchmen Attempted to Deceive Deception! Hedges of da Grassy Edges..
Edge Tip Etched in ya Head then Shaken n Erased quick like a Etch-a-Sketch is.
Fedual Japan get Few Feuds now that they don't Suprise Attack!
Suprised ya Man's he know's he won't Survive the Clash..
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
Bone 2 Ash, make ya life flash before ya 3rd eye//
Villainous be the "Verse", alias with a prefix of U-N-I//
blow a stage sky-high, and outside the trees kissin' ground//
All Around, Tsunami flows makin the Sea's drown//
"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society." -Krishnamurti
Tha Live Wire Rhyme Recline Ya Minds Eye...
NEW TRACKS!!!www.myspace.com/verseatyle1http://verseatyle1.googlepages.com
ayo..
Spittin ridiculous since 9 bid n shit..rippin with skill n precision hits. flippin brickz..
sippin ginn..winnin tricks by spinnin dibz..hot like kitchen get when sparkz ignite britchez kid..
cop tha illest rec.. support villian get.. respect.. tough sport but Im KILLIN neckz..
fought rough now Im drillin hedz..ALL UP on prisilla net..sum bitch who 'feelin text'..
Id do audio but claudio aint got hiz BILL in YET !!..so we stay poor..chillin..vexed..........
gaylordz getz killed like leo..upset..crowdz who build up nest..wit haterz and filled up chestz..
ayo..fa real I obsess but neva the less I impress..and guess who next flex but test n get wrecked..?
IT MIGHT BE YOU, SETH.. or a ghetto ass PED..who let go of stepz to battle a VET!
son Ill Rattle ya chest then batter the rest..u cant fathom my festivity on the NET..!@
Cuz I be mad victorious..clapz by audience..mapped by all ya prickz who sweat ACz awesome writz...
Battle of Wit, in the Battlement's Tournament
Murderous Services Were Superb and Effic-ent
from P.I.R. Master Thief n da Ter-or-ist!
Word Play Ground that Curve Curbs at Innocent Human Be-ings
no witnesses were Seen, with Quick Prescion Precisionist..
Pre Meticulous, Weed Indifference, Be Quick ta Duck!
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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