"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

[Mantra]

I can speak but people around me
don't seem to understand my words..
They just pick me up and feed me the bottle..
sometimes i cry being disturbed..
Pa has a nerve to say i'm not his
..around me puffing herb..
Glad he's out of my life,
he can't change my pampers
or hold me right..
Crying at night for my beloved mothers attention..
She's there whenever i call her,
she's my dependent..
All these strange people
extending me their hands..
When i was old enough to walk..i ran..
Can't wait to grow up,
sick of being called little man..
Heard my parents argue didn't understand..
pa said i wouldv'e never existed
if it wasn't for the popped trojan..
Ma broke down like a car out of gas
then stole em..
His jaw he was holding,
as his fists hit her dome then she fell..
Scared i started to wail,
and pa started to yell..
Ma never moved again..
after i saw all this red stuff come from her mouth she was coughing..
Know he's gone too and my new name is orphan..

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Snatch cha mind off the meat rack
I come equipped to pack heat/
Invasion body snatch cha wit the beat
Mistreat cha mind call me sort of elite/
Reap what cha sew my flow got gold linen though
Hold cha rope speak truth in the booth/
I speak from feelings, heart and prospective
Written correctly connectively we serve you electively/
Spit cha shit so selectively I rep my team
Whether cash, cream we wolves while yall are sheep/
I peeped cha eyes divided minds by conquering yall
They’re doing Oscar worthy performances
On yall brainwashed dummies/
It’s so sad it made me that more hungry
So I got in the booth to make more rabid music/
Killing you pussy’s like The Sopranos call me “The Rap commando”
The “Black” Rambo, the “Black” Punisher aka the lyrical executioner/
Putting hits on you stupid rap abusers
Using it like a trend or a gimmick/
Thinking you’re what the culture is,
I’ve seen this wit Diddy don’t try n kid me/
You ain’t pushing the limits
You’re setting black people back 10 years/
How about we speak on terms you can endear
While my flows run up on ya rear
And kills you like grizzly bear/

[Mantra]

Eternal reflections of past vets trimmed like shags
Drunken with Amy in the Winehouse, i'm not going to rehab
Skin pinched by crabs, i'm not letting em seafood
I'm shore as the shells in the sand, this mans harder than horse hooves
Fools asking can-i-bus, catch second round k.o.'s in duels
I'm loved by crips cause i put blood in pools
My bar stools, catch shots, from this needle fiend fuse
your sessions lack class, that's why the scrooge got schooled
If youv'e got nothing what can you lose?
Knowledge is gained, degrees flammable like propane
Giving pro's pain, i'm breaking muggs of dj's insane in the membrane
Let's b-real, go sen ya dogs to get flamed by the soul assasin
Straight up menace, Mc's get eiht in a orderly fashion
Blackout this man's methods mashing, and smashing
I'm ultramagnetic emcee's know i make it happen
Beatdowns are critical for critics, criticizing my rapping
all eyez on me, a thug never losing the passion for skull bashing
Mos def i'm black on both sides
the new danger leaving cities terrorified
see J in the hood looking out for d's on the block
Red shirt on the man gone wild like Funk Doctor Spock
A hustler that's smooth speaking broken language
with glocks on cock, a gambler with a trigga holding knots
Rushing spots, colder than ice cubes when i kill at will
take the milk out ya bones if you don't keep it real
So stop, looking, and listen as i break lytes of mc's
Dj's want the premeir tracks i craft rapidly
the guru teaching crews, a daily operation
Haters catch a twista, a overnight celebrity in the making

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Eternal reflections of past vets trimmed like shags
Drunken with Amy in the Winehouse, i'm not going to rehab
Skin pinched by crabs, i'm not letting em seafood
I'm shore as the shells in the sand, this mans harder than horse hooves
Fools asking can-i-bus, catch second round k.o.'s in duels
I'm loved by crips cause i put blood in pools
My bar stools, catch shots, from this needle fiend fuse
your sessions lack class, that's why the scrooge got schooled
If youv'e got nothing what can you lose?
Knowledge is gained, degrees flammable like propane
Giving pro's pain, i'm breaking muggs of dj's insane in the membrane
Let's b-real, go sen ya dogs to get flamed by the soul assasin
Straight up menace, Mc's get eiht in a orderly fashion
Blackout this man's methods mashing, and smashing
I'm ultramagnetic emcee's know i make it happen
Beatdowns are critical for critics, criticizing my rapping
all eyez on me, a thug never losing the passion for skull bashing
Mos def i'm black on both sides
the new danger leaving cities terrorified
see J in the hood looking out for d's on the block
Red shirt on the man gone wild like Funk Doctor Spock
A hustler that's smooth speaking broken language
with glocks on cock, a gambler with a trigga holding knots
Rushing spots, colder than ice cubes when i kill at will
take the milk out ya bones if you don't keep it real
So stop, looking, and listen as i break lytes of mc's
Dj's want the premeir tracks i craft rapidly
the guru teaching crews, a daily operation
Haters catch a twista, a overnight celebrity in the making

aight tightness man but heres what i got............

Close cap my raps boom bap
Zip zap zam zoom past you analog hoes/
My flows got glow like green digital lettering
I’m editing these beats wit fruity loops pro/
Got my own break beats mixed wit a Casio and Korg instruments
My flow is never bland nor board throwing darts at cha cord/
Cut cha gourd into pieces without delivering my thesis
I preach this, wit skills that featured and remixed/
Hit cha beats wit a hundred-thirty BPM run through these tools
If you choose to skip school you’re just another tool in the shed/
Dead these reds wit more bread than any head
Face the editing or get cha rhetoric corrected/
I’ve been elected interjecting wit weapons intercepting
Festering wit you suckers lounging and pestering/
Now I’m destine to use my flows as weapons
Fuck a Nip-Tuck my flow is goose, goose cluck, cluck/
Who got the gall balder to let their whole larynx shatter?
I rather blow out my vocal cords than to not speak no more/
Run through hordes of emcees wit no vocal capacity
Spit cha game like plastic I’m no toy boy I’m elastic/
Sticky wit dogged darts killing these morbid hearts
Wit fatal sharps through agile works of arts/
Crossword check the X’s my lines is connected fours wit whores
Peel back the tracks like doors are opening now were all scoping/
Wit the soakage my flow is smooth as lotion
Without quoting the dopest I kept my flow the smoothest
Now they asking me to show and prove this, before I loose this/

[Bigot Hitman]

My crew's got that nigerian warrior skills
Japan technology,try to body me, u spilled
Come thur like we obviously runn'in things
And proabaly sonn'in the four fathers at no oddity
Form ruff like corn husks, worn scuffed wallabees
Stick up a tour bus downtown like nuthin, street pirates
Greek tyrants, word to the miss'in mouths we beat silent
We speek diamonds, we start'in the hardest dialect
We seek crime and, we sparkin the starless sky and yet
We cant' stop it, addiction to a fiction life
See bank profits, the riskless got the vision right
Do what we got to like john cue, keep calm too
Sacrficed like my man with the neon tooth
Even in bent mirrors, son you can see i'm true
No mind trap, i bet a dime sack and my wine rack
NOw buy that, but yo fuck what u did and what u will do
U cheap talk'in, keep walk'in or these knuckles'll steel you
A Night beat down, like poilice in the forty's, challenger
Or fight me now, light yo piece wit the forty, caliber
Monopoly on the power, dictator in a hidieous set
Hands stuck on the hour, in a minute gimme a sec

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

It’s the Black Eskimo to chastise these rap guys wit frost bitten ways
Egsna on these beats going this way wit the rhyme I display/
When the disc plays I run relays around the targets
Show e’m how hard it has to be to disturb the beast/
I frequently feast on beats make e’m sheik, shake
And bring that boom bap back like we going radioactive on tracks/
Attack attendees remedy the melody edit the metaphors & similes
Smoothly revert these suckers emcees into Vatican style rhymers/
Grind all nighters as writer fired up wit flows that ain’t manufactured
I got cha caught in the rapture and that’s when I attack ya/
Blacked out like the Valentine’s Day massacre after the math
I wrote mines in red ink thinking it’s my blood stain as I bury my pain/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

My crew's got that nigerian warrior skills
Japan technology,try to body me, u spilled
Come thur like we obviously runn'in things
And proabaly sonn'in the four fathers at no oddity
Form ruff like corn husks, worn scuffed wallabees
Stick up a tour bus downtown like nuthin, street pirates
Greek tyrants, word to the miss'in mouths we beat silent
We speek diamonds, we start'in the hardest dialect
We seek crime and, we sparkin the starless sky and yet
We cant' stop it, addiction to a fiction life
See bank profits, the riskless got the vision right
Do what we got to like john cue, keep calm too
Sacrficed like my man with the neon tooth
Even in bent mirrors, son you can see i'm true
No mind trap, i bet a dime sack and my wine rack
NOw buy that, but yo fuck what u did and what u will do
U cheap talk'in, keep walk'in or these knuckles'll steel you
A Night beat down, like poilice in the forty's, challenger
Or fight me now, light yo piece wit the forty, caliber
Monopoly on the power, dictator in a hidieous set
Hands stuck on the hour, in a minute gimme a sec

I’m focused daily like Defari and Evidence
Call me the patriarch of the microphone
I rap volumes around you so called emcees/
Deadly, relentless wit my weaponry be effortless
Yall emcees are secondary to me, cuz we’re focused daily/
My flow doesn’t have to be legendary
Just to dismay you gay emcees on the daily/
I display lyrics of fury like a microphone fiend
I’m a ace to ya queen, I’m a rook to ya king/
I’m a duff your bishops with my black knights,
Cuz we’re just that tight plus you don’t even sound right on the mic/
Thunderous when I take flight it’s a fire fight guerrilla warfare
To any who ain’t prepared and focused daily/
I’m the remedy, the enemy to emcees deadly, the pro-lyrical virus
Leave you seriously divided cuz I’m infinite like 1 divided by pie/
Don’t lie on ya rhymes, I tell the truth serious when I’m in the booth
They call me “One Hundred Proof Tech” check the way I rep my city/
From New Yitty I kill you kitty cats wit liquefied raps so hot
They internally combust and blow up right in your face/

[Mantra]

Thoughts in motion like waves in oceans
roller coasting through coasts, the most fabulous
Miraculous, lord have mercy as i rush
Plus bust shots on the hush
Touch the dutch, gutted and cut
Tell ya connect to duck
or his brains splash
44 forecast, quiet storm clash
Crash venues in half
Give a crip a bloodbath
Head off with the sword
His dome in my hands grasp
Man down cremated to an ash
Verbal beatdowns last for hours
Nose numb from powder
Hands hurting from punching cowards
Take they money, plus respect, and power

[Bigot Hitman]

I’m focused daily like Defari and Evidence
Call me the patriarch of the microphone
I rap volumes around you so called emcees/
Deadly, relentless wit my weaponry be effortless
Yall emcees are secondary to me, cuz we’re focused daily/
My flow doesn’t have to be legendary
Just to dismay you gay emcees on the daily/
I display lyrics of fury like a microphone fiend
I’m a ace to ya queen, I’m a rook to ya king/
I’m a duff your bishops with my black knights,
Cuz we’re just that tight plus you don’t even sound right on the mic/
Thunderous when I take flight it’s a fire fight guerrilla warfare
To any who ain’t prepared and focused daily/
I’m the remedy, the enemy to emcees deadly, the pro-lyrical virus
Leave you seriously divided cuz I’m infinite like 1 divided by pie/
Don’t lie on ya rhymes, I tell the truth serious when I’m in the booth
They call me “One Hundred Proof Tech” check the way I rep my city/
From New Yitty I kill you kitty cats wit liquefied raps so hot
They internally combust and blow up right in your face/

This that lava scuba diver, a mercury drink'in pheen
The lead smoke'in addict, never a red soakened tragic
Think'in green on the eve of parrel,
Laugh'in hard and sing'in carrols
I'm see'in barrels of gun powder, u steadily bring in arrows
For a team of the unharolded with mindsets of the narrow
Cavemen heads with nothin to live for but they don't care though
I'm like radio waves from different planets
Give'in birth to conspiracy, scientist can't stand it
Lyrical nervous break down, u.f.o. rhyme scheme sited
A understand'in the human mind can't manage, only copy
Might it be alien lines that bring war behind alien lines
Too advanced glocks be blow'in tanks over the horizon
Even God would be shocked at what he grew from dirt and rocks
I play my king position like chess masters
And never get touched cuz my pawns can't be plastered
They stronger then oppose'in team's queens
With knowledge to out last'em
Heinous poetic crime committ'in, shit'in on law systems
Not a x-factor, the main target remains parted
like light in perfect prisim, he's the hardest, but what's in'em
So u can see why i'm the illest u never heard of
I'm like the second before the first after the third was...

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

This that lava scuba diver, a mercury drink'in pheen
The lead smoke'in addict, never a red soakened tragic
Think'in green on the eve of parrel,
Laugh'in hard and sing'in carrols
I'm see'in barrels of gun powder, u steadily bring in arrows
For a team of the unharolded with mindsets of the narrow
Cavemen heads with nothin to live for but they don't care though
I'm like radio waves from different planets
Give'in birth to conspiracy, scientist can't stand it
Lyrical nervous break down, u.f.o. rhyme scheme sited
A understand'in the human mind can't manage, only copy
Might it be alien lines that bring war behind alien lines
Too advanced glocks be blow'in tanks over the horizon
Even God would be shocked at what he grew from dirt and rocks
I play my king position like chess masters
And never get touched cuz my pawns can't be plastered
They stronger then oppose'in team's queens
With knowledge to out last'em
Heinous poetic crime committ'in, shit'in on law systems
Not a x-factor, the main target remains parted
like light in perfect prisim, he's the hardest, but what's in'em
So u can see why i'm the illest u never heard of
I'm like the second before the first after the third was...

You can either speak ya mind
Or rhyme about what cha know about/
Cuz me and my flow will never die
I rather walk the plank into a tank of acid
At least I’ll be made over like The Joker/
Oh wait, hold that thought i thought I told cha
Opps you thought cha caught my flow/
Nope I’m on the go showing yall emcees
I know ya schemes, scams, and plans/
Don’t think cuz your feeling a little loopy
My lyrics zoom in like binoculars lenses
Leaving most emcees clandestine wit life as a lesson/
You better not speak hatred around these parts
I etch the sketches, draw the arts while pulling apart electronics
Leave emcees on stretchers, benches and disassembled/
Dare and test this lyrical constructor, don’t start screaming
You’ve been warned about the horror of the rap game/
I’m the blood stained name, on the court where you be balling at,
Encroach on ya turf, play the roles, leave nothing but scrolls/
Unload my arsenal whether it’s marksmanship or basketball
I’m a harass ya in the hall, wit long deep stares
without you seeing the glare/
Dare not I’m hear to rock flows whether it’s shares or stock
I pass the rock gimme e’m the shares or not………………
Before you plummet like the Dow Jones and the NASDAQ/
Blowing up ya spot is a must if I bust then
I jizz all my spits all over the crowd
birth many seeds from the way
I spread knowledge like disease/

[Bigot Hitman]

You can either speak ya mind
Or rhyme about what cha know about/
Cuz me and my flow will never die
I rather walk the plank into a tank of acid
At least I’ll be made over like The Joker/
Oh wait, hold that thought i thought I told cha
Opps you thought cha caught my flow/
Nope I’m on the go showing yall emcees
I know ya schemes, scams, and plans/
Don’t think cuz your feeling a little loopy
My lyrics zoom in like binoculars lenses
Leaving most emcees clandestine wit life as a lesson/
You better not speak hatred around these parts
I etch the sketches, draw the arts while pulling apart electronics
Leave emcees on stretchers, benches and disassembled/
Dare and test this lyrical constructor, don’t start screaming
You’ve been warned about the horror of the rap game/
I’m the blood stained name, on the court where you be balling at,
Encroach on ya turf, play the roles, leave nothing but scrolls/
Unload my arsenal whether it’s marksmanship or basketball
I’m a harass ya in the hall, wit long deep stares
without you seeing the glare/
Dare not I’m hear to rock flows whether it’s shares or stock
I pass the rock gimme e’m the shares or not………………
Before you plummet like the Dow Jones and the NASDAQ/
Blowing up ya spot is a must if I bust then
I jizz all my spits all over the crowd
birth many seeds from the way
I spread knowledge like disease/

Get the the pawns in motion from centers to coasts
We give it all to the sick and won't consider the dose
Let the eyes roll backwards, phrases is soul hackers
A change of heart with out the surgery, a printless purgery
Gold wrappers symbolize your skills appereance
But inside isa flightless chick abanoded in a clearance
Each line you write goes to the ears of the city cats
Look'in for easy meals meet'in ends with grity raps
You should be enough, i won't have to eat for days
How are you so misguided that you seek a maze?
Your verses is jokes like total equal justice
In a society grown from racist roots an' evil fuckers
So i had to step back like y would you step to me
Like i ain't the slug hitter from the ville jus bet Louie
I'm ready to fire you so i'm hope'in you act up
Weak writers done closed yo eyes now open'em back up

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Get the the pawns in motion from centers to coasts
We give it all to the sick and won't consider the dose
Let the eyes roll backwards, phrases is soul hackers
A change of heart with out the surgery, a printless purgery
Gold wrappers symbolize your skills appereance
But inside isa flightless chick abanoded in a clearance
Each line you write goes to the ears of the city cats
Look'in for easy meals meet'in ends with grity raps
You should be enough, i won't have to eat for days
How are you so misguided that you seek a maze?
Your verses is jokes like total equal justice
In a society grown from racist roots an' evil fuckers
So i had to step back like y would you step to me
Like i ain't the slug hitter from the ville jus bet Louie
I'm ready to fire you so i'm hope'in you act up
Weak writers done closed yo eyes now open'em back up

Switch blade guaranteed my flows will make ya tarmac bleed
Read cha lines in morse code took too long to reconfigure yo/
Blow bombs outta oscillate arms catastrophic dons
Mastering charms demonize these broads take e’m hard/
Face these lords, fuck there gourds up niggaz wanna tuck shanks
We bank on these solider boys thinking they’re more than just toys/
I play theses kid’s wit more words than anything since “The Wiz”
My tricks ain’t for kids doing bids
Gamma radiating any emcee wanting a debate/
Face you fakes, take a break listen to those beat breaks
Once we treat those samples wit dusty palm olive oil/
Come coiled up in cocoons baffling you baboons
Wit mushrooms gastric bypass flow fast after you digest it/

[Bigot Hitman]

Switch blade guaranteed my flows will make ya tarmac bleed
Read cha lines in morse code took too long to reconfigure yo/
Blow bombs outta oscillate arms catastrophic dons
Mastering charms demonize these broads take e’m hard/
Face these lords, fuck there gourds up niggaz wanna tuck shanks
We bank on these solider boys thinking they’re more than just toys/
I play theses kid’s wit more words than anything since “The Wiz”
My tricks ain’t for kids doing bids
Gamma radiating any emcee wanting a debate/
Face you fakes, take a break listen to those beat breaks
Once we treat those samples wit dusty palm olive oil/
Come coiled up in cocoons baffling you baboons
Wit mushrooms gastric bypass flow fast after you digest it/

See now the pot's boil'in, watch ya rep take a dive down
This write'in is easier than bench press'in five pounds
Play'in with your scheme's and flows is cool and all
But the arms of yo lines don't have the strength to pull it off
This ain't like a heaven threat, dare'in hell, nope
Its like some college student tryna teach Derrick Bell so
It doesn't make much sense, for you to try to convince me
That u won't choke at highest stakes like Nowitski
Weigh in yo rhymes, bitch meet me at the see-saw
I'm like the seventy-two Dolphins, i will beat all
Me and mic is rice and montana, moss and brady
Yo mind'll be like the most spoiled kid lost in Haiti

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

See now the pot's boil'in, watch ya rep take a dive down
This write'in is easier than bench press'in five pounds
Play'in with your scheme's and flows is cool and all
But the arms of yo lines don't have the strength to pull it off
This ain't like a heaven threat, dare'in hell, nope
Its like some college student tryna teach Derrick Bell so
It doesn't make much sense, for you to try to convince me
That u won't choke at highest stakes like Nowitski
Weigh in yo rhymes, bitch meet me at the see-saw
I'm like the seventy-two Dolphins, i will beat all
Me and mic is rice and montana, moss and brady
Yo mind'll be like the most spoiled kid lost in Haiti

I’m a speak clearly, I don’t think yall sucker emcees
And music listeners don’t seem to hear me/
I rather get skull in the back of the suburban
My flow is urban solidified unified by rhymes linked wit lines/
How nice you can shine I blind these people wit lyrics that star bright
Fire fight mighty might rhyme highlights off of “Sportscenter”/
Dare if you wanna end cha career I don’t need to cop DeBeers
It’s the cannon you fear, face the Tech aka the idol of your death
I’ll end cha life quick like a bounced check killed cha finances/
Etch a sketch these flows on the tablet PC’s seeing if yall can see
Me at the podium like Malcolm X before he got shot by his own kind/
I can rewind a tape in the mind flash back to the Regan Era
Yall niggaz was babies and still getting breast fed by mamas/
I come wit karma, ready to bring the drama, take a lick
And keep on ticking when I spitting whether it be a free style or written/
Twice bitten, once written now yall emcees are kittens yet to be cats
I adapt to this kind of rap and do it better than yall ever could do it/
Whether it be down south screw music or pump up ya fist, beat cha ass
East coast slam dance music, I’m coming to knock down the doors
And give it too e’m raw like Old Dirty Bastard yall/

[Mantra]

I’m a speak clearly, I don’t think yall sucker emcees
And music listeners don’t seem to hear me/
I rather get skull in the back of the suburban
My flow is urban solidified unified by rhymes linked wit lines/
How nice you can shine I blind these people wit lyrics that star bright
Fire fight mighty might rhyme highlights off of “Sportscenter”/
Dare if you wanna end cha career I don’t need to cop DeBeers
It’s the cannon you fear, face the Tech aka the idol of your death
I’ll end cha life quick like a bounced check killed cha finances/
Etch a sketch these flows on the tablet PC’s seeing if yall can see
Me at the podium like Malcolm X before he got shot by his own kind/
I can rewind a tape in the mind flash back to the Regan Era
Yall niggaz was babies and still getting breast fed by mamas/
I come wit karma, ready to bring the drama, take a lick
And keep on ticking when I spitting whether it be a free style or written/
Twice bitten, once written now yall emcees are kittens yet to be cats
I adapt to this kind of rap and do it better than yall ever could do it/
Whether it be down south screw music or pump up ya fist, beat cha ass
East coast slam dance music, I’m coming to knock down the doors
And give it too e’m raw like Old Dirty Bastard yall/

Once i step in the place, put the tech in ya face..
Nooses for the snakes, guess i'm a living disgrace..
Chase badboys out the hood, like Dipset did Mase..
Facts of life you break, get tortured, then erased..
No trace of evidence, but the motive is evident..
while your moneys spent, mines locked in a safe..
Don't get it twisted like a shoelace, i move weight..
so much my pockets obiest, still got clean slates..
Doing broadylight hits in buildings, watch the beams break..
Snatch ya cake, and icing, frames i'm slicing, and dicing..
Hoes can get it, but whores i'm not wifing..
I'm nasty like i took a shit without wiping..
Record songs without writing, i piss lightning..
slug in your rectum, too pretty for fighting..
sniping blade holders, 24/7 heavenly flow-er..
Peace lord, the chaos is chaotic, i breathe slower..
Disciplined like a tai-chi master,
speed too rapid for camcorders to capture..