"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Cash crop props drops
My Maxi CD knocks so my stock stops/
Cancerous apparatus as I’m the baddest
Raddest emcee to ever touch a mic/
I’m a Jamaica, Queens Native
Coming so creative I dated the Matrix/
Aesop to rocking koch my flows shocked
So I electrified my lines wit barb wire busty beauties/
I screw these hoes like flows I covet
Rise about it, so I die below it/
As I grew up they grew down
Once I got clowned and broke my frown/
Took my smile back like I’m Big Papi up to bat
Hit cha out the park like Carlos Delgado/
Now that’s playing lotto full throttle
I’m off the nozzle wit more frazzle dazzle/
Giving you orgasmic camera angles
Wit panoramic views I see you, do you see me/
I bang hoes on the bus like bang bros
My flows clone up on star wars drones/
Take the throne next to home I roam
I’m a rock fly telephone home guy/
So don’t ask why I rhyme just know
I shine when I rhyme/

[Mantra]

Doomsday for the grooms graves
Shrooms chewed, and crews blazed
Operation change the face, facials shaved
Enemy of the mind-states
Rhyme sprays raise crime rates
I grind great, fiends preying 4 snow flakes
Drop jakes while they eating stakes
Learned from mistakes
Hunger is endless, everyday bellyaches
Caught a case over cake, these are the breaks
Bottom of the barrel race
Murals made for racers erased
Heaven's sakes, these hissing bar snakes
J.T.S. codename Danguard Ace
On the run without my shoes laced
In the studio i never redo takes
Hate people 2 faced, coming 2 ways
Show love, or tools graze
Life is a true maze, some of my fam still slaves
To the ways of the world
Diamonds, and pearls for my babygirl
Queens hair nappy, no artificial permed curls

[SKAMPOE]

Naasty^^^^^^





Over Here Dog! Aint Nobody Snappin N Poppin,
We On Sude Of The Crib Cocken Backen Da Glocken,
N Stoppin,
Their Wak Rymes From Hitten Da Air Wave,
16s Cause Cassulties Like A Fuckin Grenade,
Kickin Down Doors Like Da Jake On A Raid,
2 Get Payed,
By Any Means Necessary,
Brown Paper Bag 2 Carry Da Legendary,
Tool Dat Sends Em Straight To Da Cemetary,
Is Kinda Scary,
How I Mentally Disable My Opponents Components,
Like A Cat Wit Razor Sharp Claws Dat Cuts Through The Rodents!

[Max Munch]

My target's torn when I grip the pen & conjure storms
There's something wrong with me like mother & daughter porn
Or the children who go out at night and walk the corn
Eye on the time, drinking OJ, watching Clockwork Orange

[KERZO]

Post up in close up, below zero flow, all foes froze up
Get down duck buckshots, making the band killer Diddy popped
No pity cops faces blown with gritty glocks
Fuck a shitty watch, reps big like titties hot
Electrify avenues, anyone 3 feet of me shocked
I might hop off the scotch, and shoot a cat in his crotch
3 deep like the Lox, beat em with locks before they grab the ox

nice swift verse JTS...

Ayo...

I repel ghosts while you get diagnosed as the intermediate host
Your wigs splitting while I’m spitting this 200th dart post
I suppose I better speak in infere codes for you to hear
Cos 5% of us can’t convey this cipher to ya ear

Your lax tracks are devils flax, your act is apparently slack
You'll dred when i hit ya on the head with my micolden golden axe
I'm the witty Glasgow rapper slapping councillors off of committees
Twinning cities while humming pretty little hip hop ditties

Tell Louise to get the cream cheese, I know that bitch tease
She's Maltese, she squeezes me til I can hardly fuckin breathe
Conquering seas to appease these niggaz standing at ease
Hell you’re so demented you invented huntington's disease

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Yo Ferm,max,skampoe All Holding It Down

And Jts Stay Bringing Fire........i'm Come Through With Something Torturous

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Another day lyrically deep sea diving
Underwater rhyming, aquaman shining
Lines rip through linen, defining splits
Fuck a deal i'm not signing shit
Minds like whips, horsepower hits
In motion spits, provoking fits
Smoking cliques, move, and stick
Patridge family killer kid
breakfast miller, and a spliff
Running ya lips, gunning ya wig
Sonning ya bitch, breaking ya ribs
Give her a ton of this dick
Nothing but clips 4 the pigs
Master the mix, prequel prefix
See kicks, speeds quick
Duck run the mega-bucks
in the shade, stands the shady one corrupt
High, and drunk, staggering in the cut
High performance nut buster
Ya ladies my cum guzzler
She holding my pieces, know to puzzle you

WERE YOU LISTENING TO LUPE FIASCO'S THE COOL WHEN U WROTE THIS IT HAS THE GO-GO GADGET STYLE 2 IT

[Mantra]

Naw, i was actually listening to Sean Price's "Master P" mixtape!

[Mantra]

Ayo...

I repel ghosts while you get diagnosed as the intermediate host
Your wigs splitting while I’m spitting this 200th dart post
I suppose I better speak in infere codes for you to hear
Cos 5% of us can’t convey this cipher to ya ear

Your lax tracks are devils flax, your act is apparently slack
You'll dred when i hit ya on the head with my micolden golden axe
I'm the witty Glasgow rapper slapping councillors off of committees
Twinning cities while humming pretty little hip hop ditties

Tell Louise to get the cream cheese, I know that bitch tease
She's Maltese, she squeezes me til I can hardly fuckin breathe
Conquering seas to appease these niggaz standing at ease
Hell you’re so demented you invented huntington's disease

That shit's ill Fam!!


Tell the judge my hammer holding reasons "Burning Season.."
Feel the breeze as we contend, til i bring degrees in..
Leave with the leaves and i'm the new leader of ya team slim..
Chances are you'll run up on my car, to get blown out the perimeter..
win, or lose i'm star, super sinister, murderous microphone rap minister..
Benching a bunch of weight in the tri-states, for weed smoking listeners..
Kicking that hardness that'll deflate soccer balls..
Sock ya jaws with a sock full of pool balls..
I'm too raw, half the time, if i'm not spitting i'm cheffing..
And i'm not raekwon with linx, but for the flow i receive Cuban blessings..

[Father N Dangerous]

good shit from the lion King ya know feeling it really alot of thought and time wen't in these i can tell. and if not..then even better

Show These Crabs, who Flow they Won't Advance to go
So Perhaps They'd Know, they should Turn Back Be-FORE
they get Broke Fast and No, i dont mean There Cash n Dough
Takes Obedience and Discipline, followed by Immediate Listenin'
if im not Being Specific Then, u need to be Reading It Again
have a Unique Style, Master the Technique with Each Vowel
Mastery will never be Complete, always more room for Mastering

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Slap box iron ox
Flow swift like a fox/
Master style given the right moxy
Lock on you sight scoping target eloping/
Beat smoking MPC roasting
Now emcees are cloaking/
I’m a jungle doper
Cold handler/
Bars smuggler
Vowel juggler/
Microphone handler
Rhyme damager actual fact manager/
Rapid fire photo caption
Blast off when reactions/
Stacking lacking movements
I improve it like the glossy on Photoshop
Wit my notable drops we pop like corn/
Swift swarm coming clam match palms
Slice through ya bandwidth wit skills that stand swift/
Gifted drafting John McCain a hundred years mirror bashing
Floss your cash off when ya gums bleed ya get numb from trees/
Read cha users manual my raps be Samuel jacking you
This isn’t no pulp fiction incarnation coming at you/
This is hidden leaf village ill wit skills that pillage
Scrimmaging wit the innocent using the remnants/
As weapons divide cha teams into equal parts and sections
I shine wit hand crafted weapons leaving you depleted easily/

[OTB]

^improved like glossy on photoshop
cleanse perspectives like corrective lenses
super-human cyborg skillz like RoboCop
negatively affectin' the most recent emcee census





h ha, OTB - Live and Uncut
what up JTS, what up Sheepish Lord-

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

^improved like glossy on photoshop
cleanse perspectives like corrective lenses
super-human cyborg skillz like RoboCop
negatively affectin' the most recent emcee census





h ha, OTB - Live and Uncut
what up JTS, what up Sheepish Lord-

shit just maxing n rhyming i guess great minds think alike

[Mantra]

good shit from the lion King ya know feeling it really alot of thought and time wen't in these i can tell. and if not..then even better

Show These Crabs, who Flow they Won't Advance to go
So Perhaps They'd Know, they should Turn Back Be-FORE
they get Broke Fast and No, i dont mean There Cash n Dough
Takes Obedience and Discipline, followed by Immediate Listenin'
if im not Being Specific Then, u need to be Reading It Again
have a Unique Style, Master the Technique with Each Vowel
Mastery will never be Complete, always more room for Mastering

Peace Wn'D where u been fam? Long time no hear from Thanx 4 blessing my thread!

Make rappers swallow the hollowhead slugs
My bullets the worst thing to hit feet since Lugz
Black bug with the buzz, holding the grudge tools
Snubbed dudes abandon rap, and join rock crews
Block lose rep points, getting knocked out shoes
beefs get de-fused, besides teeth punks got nothing to lose
Except respect, bitches, and ya short term riches

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Peace Wn'D where u been fam? Long time no hear from Thanx 4 blessing my thread!

Make rappers swallow the hollowhead slugs
My bullets the worst thing to hit feet since Lugz
Black bug with the buzz, holding the grudge tools
Snubbed dudes abandon rap, and join rock crews
Block lose rep points, getting knocked out shoes
beefs get de-fused, besides teeth punks got nothing to lose
Except respect, bitches, and ya short term riches

A SHORT VERSE NAH MEAN............

I chose the flows of Rakim, Nasir Jones & Erick Sermon
To give me that burn so I can learn to flow like them/
In the end I mimic them while develop my skill then
Spitting relentless wit endless delay so I can spray/
Egsnay of the flow yeah run yall lames outta the cage
And back to the stage so you see how wack you are/
Whether you backpack or rap attack you get tape smacked
Regurgitate my flow and you’ll know what a shark biter knows/
So when this lion is ripping you lassie’s a new asshole
Yall points of view will be significant as a small glass bowl/
I’m cruel and cold as hell is hot and terror face the fever
I rather become a believer than to sell my soul to you/