One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

[DarkEXile]

I Die Hard like Willis and spread like Syphilis in the bloodstream
Killin' your dreams and Fillin' your nightmares of screams in prayers

[THE MASON]

and its do or dare eyes glazed with a deadly stare, locked bodies under the stairs, take care, these verbal patterns ignite the night like a flare, paired strength and might, throw fists balled tight

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

slip in undercover sheep mode opposite drone blown cloves through glows
get grown watch me centipede through the scene in deed when i read at the speed of a cheetah indeed, your movements are like a street fight slow with no flow/

[food for thought]

my swift tai chi kicks break backs and sever spinal discs/midnight street walker, cut yall, yea, on some grimey shit/ equiped with futuristic, techniques that fault proof/do you like don p, from killarmy when "i shatter you" / Im the exhausted king with haunting dreams, widescreen with definition

[THE MASON]

high precise resolution abolished the constitution, start about chaos like johnny blaze its flame on, iron palm to remove ya arms, don of the universe call me Omicron

[NEWRdaMC]

i got the heist of the century connected with the grand jury, aquitted at all cost, pay the judge with gold jewlry, given em a pice or a slice, then at night, tease em with the rambo knife, a can of gasoline, and appear like the fear of poltergeist

[food for thought]

son is so shiest/heist pulled, and blunts smoked/ he loc'd with the finest, and built with the best/said fuck the rest, mind focused on the cause/ breakin all laws and house nigga jaws/
the applause well deserved while the herb stimulates

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

chess piecing out cha pies check the wise fly, drive or swim there
hate you ants who try n creep up on the picnic you ain't invited too/

[THE MASON]

soft ass crews get spit out like bubble gum chew, and who do you think you are to compete, back by a million giants and tyrants with bronze feet, who violently ensue

[NEWRdaMC]

couldnt wait so he snorted the coke icing, the bounty on your head jus went down cuz everyone caught the ass whoopin at a low pricing, get the mic outta ya crotch, and into your head bruh, make you beg like food for thought

[Wh0am3ye?]

Bought two bags of kush, 2 for 30, Livin lavish I'm in a hurry
Like late for work, A dude named dirt couldn't burry me

[food for thought]

mind complex, thoughts connect on a voyage/ emotions and thinking process nothing to toy with/ your music spoiled like whole milk even before they add the preservatives/ poison to ears and youth minds, but i am sent to murder it/

[Slurch Yung]

box cutter on throats make ghost outta of ya soul/
scribble scrolls on a mind witta knife an carve a dome/
barter bones wats the price still lifes swingin the scythe/
ya shine broke when i snatch an boost it for more gold/

[MENES]

In the still of the night, you may have heard it / watch the shadows move but no way to be certain / searching cosmos rehearsing god blows in the domain of diablo time throb slow

[Slurch Yung]

i robb hoes or put a gun nose in your little brothers skull/
in the back alleyways where the camo glass break/
i still burn a blunt for those dead an still awake/
break bread like weight bricks in the northface/