blow your mothafuckin wigpiece and shatter your bone fragments, putting the hit out thread starring Da Dishonourable Don aka Creepy Follows
blow your mothafuckin wigpiece and shatter your bone fragments, putting the hit out thread starring Da Dishonourable Don aka Creepy Follows
Da Dishonourable Don'll pistol-whip y'all muzzles/
and piss hot bubbles on your ripped jaw muscles/
then I jigsaw puzzle the game/
rhymes travel like a slug from the sigsaw that'll muffle your brain/
ya tough in the game but got your chain tucked in the club/
you ain't a thug playin' with a rubber duck in the tub/
muddy shoe prints that start from the kitchen, lead to the stairs/
sliced you in the eyes, bleedin', vision leaving impaired/
you'll get bludgeoned in my war dungeon, torcher is fair/
ya know my thugs stay eatin' and extort you for theirs?/
I love to lay ya bleedin' with your torso in pairs/
while the bloodstains lead in to Kovorkian's layer/
assasinate a fat bitch and pack my dick in her whole throat/
now Jill knows that the Jack da Ripper ain't no joke/
I kill flows, every verse I slaughtered was stone cold/
ya wanna fight? {right}, I'm worst than Golata with low blows/
my treacherous methods'll dead you in several seconds/
behead your bregrin, get your butts burnt like Benson and Hedges/
I rep the block, you know the Trench is horrendous/
let you rot 'til the stench is tremendous, send the forensics!
that's a written from one of tunes, titled "Lights Out", let me get some feedback on this, and if you wanna check this tune out and several other tunes me and my peeps laced up, just go to www.tightbeatz.com , click on underground to your very left and scroll through the pages until you see EgWEST, you can check some of my shit out there and give me some feedback on those tracks, Lights Out features {Bambino aka Creepy Follows, Koleon Menace, and Grid 45fingas} produced by Crucial G, tunes are real heavy, reppin' that underground Toronto flav!
Overall alot of this drop was tight, all the high-lighted areas was the quotables in my opinion, you got alot of talent and this is your first drop. i can't wait ta see wat your shit looks like after a couple pages. stay up and keep blessinOriginally Posted by Da Dishonourable Don
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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
yo nuff respect on the feedback, I actually posted this one this morning, I'm always in the battlefield, decided to give the temple a try, but I hope you peeped the audio for that verse, trust me the tune's dirty, just click on to the website I posted underneath my verse, follow the instructions how I said, it's easy to find, thx for the feedback White N Dangerous, good lookin', peace!
let me sum it up real quick for those who are like "who the fuck is Bill Blair?", well he's the chief of police in Toronto, so everytime we have a new chief of police, I drop a real contraversial banger for the streets!
yo I drop jewels like Indiana Jones on a mission/
zoned from the izm, yo the realism flow through my veins/
it's only right I hold the mic and express what I feel/
reppin' for real, it's Bambino, now you knowin' my name/
the kid drops shit on each verse, I rock for the streets first/
ain't stoppin' 'til I'm locked up in a box with some deep dirt/
rotting beneath earth, revive into rebirth/
but soon they'll try to ban me like the stop snitchin' T-shirt/
some homies snitch 'cause the fear of jail is intense/
they're body's so frale, they'll prolly go and tell on they friends/
snake-tongue mothafuckas, yeah they greet you with smiles/
same reptile niggas pointing fingers at trial/
no doubt, and I ain't sayin' names, but you was playing Judas/
perpetratin' foolish, crazy stupid yo what made you do this?/
tryin' to play me close? snitch ya better keep your distance/
police assistance can't help you when the heat is blisterin'/
that's for you snitches out there man! let me get some feedback aight! and if you want to peep the audio for that just follow the instructions underneath the first verse I posted, real grimy tune fareal though, the Bill Blair Snitch Project [feat. Bambino yours truly, produced by my nigga Sludem]
yo Spok3n, haha, respect on the feedback, but I had to change the name, my windows fucked me over and I lost my Creepy account and it wouldn't allow me to make another Creepy, but I hoped you peeped the tracks, I'm just postin' verses from tunes that I dropped recently and I want peeps to check it and respond, as for the multis, that verse was just on some lyrical-grime, the kid comes verseatile all the time, good lookin' on the feedback, 1!
Unlock and load, like Woodstock we rock & roll/
my whole hood's hot where flat foot cops patrol/
yo fuck the popo, Bin's'll never pity da bwoy/
let's go to war like the city of Troy, was built to destroy/
fulfilling the void to mass destruction/
destroy and rebuilding through killing the noise on whack productions/
it's time for war, my thought patterns stuck in '94/
murder your rap crew with two shiny, siamese, chinese swords/
it's grimy gore, you'll feel the blood when it drip drops/
the sludge in your thick socks that'll flood out your flip flops/
got love for this hip hop, for my thugs makin' strips hot/
drugs in a ziplock, slug from the big glock/
get plugged if we kick off, no love for a bitch cop/
but fuck a 187, I know a judge who got to git shot/
get mugged for your wristwatch if you owe me your doe/
up in the club where the Cris pops, I'm throwing you bows!
HOOK
real badboys make moves with no talks/
touch spots, shut shit down, then open up shop/
don't watch no faces, the cops be so racist/
the block be so hot but we plot for more paper
you can catch that one on the Trench Town mixtape cd this summer, big tune, NO FACES feat. Bambino and Crucial G, produced by Crucial G
Bambino video coming out soon, directed by Bambino and Cash, you can cop that with the mixtape CD this summer, dvd inclusive!
Makin' big moves this year! Respect to all those supportive of this real hip hop movement across the globe!
yo, watching my mom and my dad struggling, surviving/
seeing the mens upon the ave doubling and rising/
the streets is steep, your feet get cold/
the beast, delete ya peeps, even the heat get froze/
yo fuck the 13{division, precinct}, [Fuck 'em], and every cop within it/
think you can stop the limits with a ten o'clock condition?/
the misery's imprisonin' me/
twistin' a tree like I'll never be free, [thinking negatively]
yeah you calling me foul?, but always was a poverty child/
your neighbourhood scavenger who's psychologically wild/
moms and pops was locking me out, understand why/
I spent my time doing nothin', puffin' get mad high/
why you can't trust a friend or foe, foe or friend?/
we trapped up in a hole of sins, walls foldin' in/
and the misery is all within/
conspiracies of fallen men we all defend!
wrote that like 5 years ago, the track is titled MISERY feat. Bambino, Blitz, and G-Chile, real uptown Trench Town G's! Tune is still upto date, shit's classic, and will be released on the TTT mixtape cd, track produced by Bambino, co-produced by Stokley for Blacklight studios
hot shit, where you at?
hey yo we hungry, for lump sums and funds/
it's cold outside, rollin' blunts with the numbest thumbs/
you come across here, it could cost your career/
see the frost in the air, then you lost in despair/
winter time'll freeze your hearts and liver/
the block's hot but your blood's like the Arctic river/
cold minded young youth, do you mind when guns shoot?/
jook ya for your running shoes, and make you even run your boots/
what a rush, seeing fiends coked up on dust/
running from the popo, moving slow-mo in slush/
as a childhood, snowball fights, adapted to the cold life/
watch a foul thug roll all night/
we froze on ice, seen friends smoke on pipes/
and what kept me alive was my mom's advice/
I quit alcohol, truesay it's sworn on Christ/
frostbites are just a minor factor in these cold nights!
verse from track titled Cold Nights {in T.O.}, just explaining how times get colder in more way than one, feat. Bambino and Crucial G, produced by Bambino
yo Skale bigups homie, I'm reppin' T.O., Eglinton West Marlee, Trench Town all day and night, upnorth bloodsport, I see you reppin' Montreal, one love to all my upnorth heads!
[QUOTE=Da Dishonourable Don]hey yo we hungry, for lump sums and funds/
it's cold outside, rollin' blunts with the numbest thumbs/
you come across here, it could cost your career/
see the frost in the air, then you lost in despair/
winter time'll freeze your hearts and liver/
the block's hot but your blood's like the Arctic river/
cold minded young youth, do you mind when guns shoot?/
jook ya for your running shoes, and make you even run your boots/
what a rush, seeing fiends coked up on dust/
running from the popo, moving slow-mo in slush/
as a childhood, snowball fights, adapted to the cold life/
watch a foul thug roll all night/
we froze on ice, seen friends smoke on pipes/
and what kept me alive was my mom's advice/
I quit alcohol, truesay it's sworn on Christ/
frostbites are just a minor factor in these cold nights!
This be a great one creepy ma bro! Much respect for all ya posts, Keep that shit up.. A would have to say that in ma opinion that you are prolly tha best rapper on here. All though there is alot of good rappers, You would be at the top.. Keep it up and rep ya steets homes.. RESPECT .. That wasent no dick riding niether, Just some truth
no doubt no doubtOriginally Posted by Da Dishonourable Don
shits aight pretty good lyrics nice multies and shit good punches too
just remember though it's mostly the voice that get you up
peace....
I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia, slaughter your circulatory like lukemia
- AZ
@ luther .. Yep, to true to true
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