Da Dishonourable Don [put the hit out thread]

[Lil' Ruger]

you did the first verse right?

[Da Dishonourable Don]

yeah

[Lil' Ruger]

dopeness.

[Da Dishonourable Don]

if u wanna peep the audios to the last tunes i wrote in here, click on my soundclick, peace!

[Lil' Ruger]

yo 3D u wanna get on a key collab real quick i got mad niggas possibly on it already got 3 confirmed i just wanna make it a big tight callabo u down?

just write summin tight theres no theme its called thunderstorm assassins heres the hook in case u wanna get on it just pm me ya verse.

we thunderstorm assassins
kicked in the door blastin
we thunderstorm assassins
we scorch the track with passion
we thunderstorm assassins
we in the hall bone passing
we thunderstorm assassins
they’re aint no need in askin
we thunderstorm assassins

[bad boy T]

yo dishonourable don your dropping lyrics like a bomb
I like your style your skill you have an ill will spill
front man to kill rhymes hot on the grill
your verus has burst a new beggining
when you spitting I want to hear want you bringing
a drilling let me tell you your lyrics are stinging

[Da Dishonourable Don]

yo mad respect for the feed homie, check the soundclick link at the bottom to check some new bangers and to check the lil vids we put together, and check out youtube.com and type EgWest in the search bar to check out some lab footage and my producer Sludem makin' some beats, peace!

[Da Dishonourable Don]

verse 1

Your time's up, y'all pressed your luck, your grind's over/
divine soldier, shine solar, mind polar, rhyme colder/
unleash a verse that'll freeze the earth and turn time slower/
Da Don cocky like John Gotti, my nine blow ya/
I rip in 'em and spit venom like five cobras/
keep your eyes open, mind sober when I'm approachin'/
provide a dosage of my psychosis, mine is potent/
you can find emotion in a bitch twitching when his spine is broken/
the most reputed to bring pain/
it's Bambeenz, champine, remaining undisputed like Ving Rhames/
I bring flame from the lungs, I'm a fire breathing dragon son/
apply the heat to maximum, and I ain't need to blast a gun/
display the proof, you'll feel defeat persuing bitter fate/
to say the truth you couldn't deal wit beef chewing a kippered steak/
the nickelplate'll split ya face, swingin' two kitana blades/
leaving fools in a pool where schools of piranhas prey!

HOOK performed by Tony Gazzo

There's no fire to hot, no snow that's too cold/
let's go toe to toe, separate your body from your soul/
git buried in a hole for the dollars that you owe/
and I think you oughtta know that you fuckin' with some pros! x2

verse 2 not shown performed by Tony Gazzo

verse 3

I'm like a timebomb ticking with seconds to detonate/
perfecting a steady pace 'cause I'm reppin' with heavyweights/
like King Kong Bundy, semi blast quick, Gimme Cash Click/
stick you for y'all pinball money/
love is love even though that ain't all lovely/
rip veins, I nicknamed the chainsaw rusty/
I'm hungry, jungle lion jaws all bloody, y'all/
never killed beef, ya still sleep wit a 'My Buddy' doll/
you ain't no thugs at all, infact y'all just a bunch of fags/
son is you for real, I'll use your grill for a punchin' bag/
plotting on your slot time, homie I'm not lyin'/
primetime grime, critical bind, dem shots flyin'/
wit da glock nine alligned to the side of your nose/
a guaranteed hit, I leave dickriders disposed/
the livest with flows, that's why your whole corp recognizes/
we burning mc's with the blow-torch for the violence!

track titled PROS feat. Bambino aka Da Dishonourable Don feat. Tony Gazzo aka D-V-OUS Kovorkian, both together known as Calabrian Connect, produced by Sludem for TTT entertainment, to be released on the mixtape soon!

NO FACES VIDEO - Triple T EgWest http://youtube.com/watch?v=LanP5vQBcKU

if y'all wanna check a little footage of me in the lab doing a miccheck and then spittin' my verse for this, click here.... http://youtube.com/watch?v=gPgkBqemnCo ... peace!

[Eversick666]

yo wass good god,peeped all the trackz on the soundclick shit fellin those man keep the heat comin bino,get at me man..p

[Lil' Ruger]

don im gettin into ya shit especiallly how u put the vids together peace.

[Da Dishonourable Don]

verse 1

Be the rap Aristado wit a story to tell/
belly of the beast, streets are gory as hell where the glorious dwell/
victorious smell of gunpowder, casings from the shells drop/
jail cats spar with silhouettes inside their cell block/
fiends roam on the strip, night of the livin' dead/
feds kick in massauge parlour doors, whores givin' head/
whether by the corner store or corridors, you gittin bread?/
dread got a glock nine and forty-four with infra-red/
it's been said, what go around come around, bad karma/
creepin' out the swamp, anacondas/
guarded with mega armour, heavy gangha, marijuana blowin'/
baby-momma strollin' in the streets, seeds gotta eat/
cease poverty, modern day slavery/
yo fuck your Free-Masonry, they crave to see me lay deceased/
remain elite to say the least but yo the hate increases/
God forgive me for my dirty deeds, hey yo I pray to Jesus!

HOOK

Too many dirty deeds, but I stay walking with Christ/
and for my soul, never offer a price/
it's only right that I will hold mics, guide light, shine bright/
for the deaf and blind type, redirect the seeds, fuck the crime life/
these dirty deeds got me on my hands and knees prayin'/
these dirty deeds got us close enough to see satan/
these dirty deeds got control of my crew/
Father forgive us for our sins, for we don't know what we do!

verse 2

I write gems 'til the night ends, past-tense to pre-tense/
practice the sequence, tactics of defence/
I clash with the hedons, cast demons to hell/
the coke rock got my bretherin fiendin' for rails, he frale/
men turn to bitches, witness friends turn to snitches/
no different then converting religions to satanism/
there's no patriotism when you fightin' a war, that's not yours/
you die livin' life by the sword/
hey yo the snake got you coiled in his wraps/
so what's worst? selling crack or stealing oil from Iraq?/
I never fall for the traps, and all the televised lies that the media/
be feedin' ya, we eat it up, yo son I think I've seen enough/
a dirty deed, a brother bleeds and a mother cries/
streets singing lullabyes, killas doing twenty-five/
keep your mind fortafied, the truth stays factual/
reporting live, West Mega, Screwface capital!

HOOK

third verse

Peep the heaven sent God testaments/
blessin' em with the benevolent, elegant, hiphop elements/
unleash the evidence, seek intelligence, achieve excellence/
the beat mellow when I speak relevance/ x2

track titled DIRTY DEEDS, feat. Bambino, produced by All Purpose from the Tragic Allies, to peep the audio for this banger, click, www.myspace.com/tragicalliesproductions, enjoy!

[ArcherPriest]

Fuckin Masterpiece yo.... i love the way you transition your rhymes man, and how you bust in with some quick rapid fire multi type shit for a sec then smooth it back out...keeps the flow unpredicatable plus i never see any filler/bullshit in ya verses.... every line's dope... good use of vocab, structure, everything homie... but u kno how it is... keep droppin this heat yo

[Da Dishonourable Don]

Fuckin Masterpiece yo.... i love the way you transition your rhymes man, and how you bust in with some quick rapid fire multi type shit for a sec then smooth it back out...keeps the flow unpredicatable plus i never see any filler/bullshit in ya verses.... every line's dope... good use of vocab, structure, everything homie... but u kno how it is... keep droppin this heat yo

good lookin' , here it is once again so peeps can check it!!

Dirty Deeds

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verse 1

Be the rap Aristado wit a story to tell/
belly of the beast, streets are gory as hell where the glorious dwell/
victorious smell of gunpowder, casings from the shells drop/
jail cats spar with silhouettes inside their cell block/
fiends roam on the strip, night of the livin' dead/
feds kick in massauge parlour doors, whores givin' head/
whether by the corner store or corridors, you gittin bread?/
dread got a glock nine and forty-four with infra-red/
it's been said, what go around come around, bad karma/
creepin' out the swamp, anacondas/
guarded with mega armour, heavy gangha, marijuana blowin'/
baby-momma strollin' in the streets, seeds gotta eat/
cease poverty, modern day slavery/
yo fuck your Free-Masonry, they crave to see me lay deceased/
remain elite to say the least but yo the hate increases/
God forgive me for my dirty deeds, hey yo I pray to Jesus!

HOOK

Too many dirty deeds, but I stay walking with Christ/
and for my soul, never offer a price/
it's only right that I will hold mics, guide light, shine bright/
for the deaf and blind type, redirect the seeds, fuck the crime life/
these dirty deeds got me on my hands and knees prayin'/
these dirty deeds got us close enough to see satan/
these dirty deeds got control of my crew/
Father forgive us for our sins, for we don't know what we do!

verse 2

I write gems 'til the night ends, past-tense to pre-tense/
practice the sequence, tactics of defence/
I clash with the hedons, cast demons to hell/
the coke rock got my bretherin fiendin' for rails, he frale/
men turn to bitches, witness friends turn to snitches/
no different then converting religions to satanism/
there's no patriotism when you fightin' a war, that's not yours/
you die livin' life by the sword/
hey yo the snake got you coiled in his wraps/
so what's worst? selling crack or stealing oil from Iraq?/
I never fall for the traps, and all the televised lies that the media/
be feedin' ya, we eat it up, yo son I think I've seen enough/
a dirty deed, a brother bleeds and a mother cries/
streets singing lullabyes, killas doing twenty-five/
keep your mind fortafied, the truth stays factual/
reporting live, West Mega, Screwface capital!

HOOK

third verse

Peep the heaven sent God testaments/
blessin' em with the benevolent, elegant, hiphop elements/
unleash the evidence, seek intelligence, achieve excellence/
the beat mellow when I speak relevance/ x2

track titled DIRTY DEEDS, feat. Bambino, produced by All Purpose from the Tragic Allies, to peep the audio for this banger, click, www.myspace.com/tragicalliesproductions, enjoy!
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www.soundclick.com/egwest

[bad boy T]

Yo don I looked homie but there was nothing there

Keep spitting don't stop
your giving a new name to hip hop

[Da Dishonourable Don]

Yo don I looked homie but there was nothing there

Keep spitting don't stop
your giving a new name to hip hop

Respect and mad love homie, but just incase you didn't catch it, it's the second track to click on when you go to www.myspace.com/tragicalliesproductions, try again and hit me back with the feed, stay up, bless!