That was ill man! I really really like that first line in and of itself too. Pretty poetic ...Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
That was ill man! I really really like that first line in and of itself too. Pretty poetic ...
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thanks
Who to go the Intel without the hashtags
I body bag beats knock out verses
Hit them with more bits than 16 bit chipsets
Dead weight often process fast as 64bit Intel chips
My Pentium III was innovation checking what we doing back in the days
Now we tweeting twisting out verbalization
Optimal rocking flows with my GUI isn’t new
I can ASCAP render your dirt nap
Snip snap pick a lock
Flip a flopper drop kick e’m in the jaw
They ain’t coming to you in 3D let alone HD
Emcees know me like a dog kennel
I snap and bite snipe out cha life
Wrote cha code in flows that don’t erode
Unload more text than scripts penned by SAG writers
I’m mighty with the pen and lethal with the sword
Chop you down straight on the mixing board
Or leave ya flow diced up on the cutting room floor
Or leave you chopped and diced without reality tv
I am that nice that the food network often calls me for advice
Got bats and batons by the tons trunk hidden
stand by myself revolver holding in this ghetto prison
Soldiers who passed their names are graffiti tagged on walls
Mysterious cars follow us as if we were government opposing stars
Still shining many mesmerized by my memroirs
Bodacious bars crafted and grafted friends are enlisted and drafted
Mordern day warfare where witty warlords lounge in their lairs
Bitches have their tongues out like Jordan when he was jumping in the air
Zealots and zombies bring a heavy scare
I throw a bar like a chair to who contest your not spared
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Flows very well from concept to concept. I like how the chopping and the studio/TV topics are constantly intertwined. Also, that last line was a killer closer.
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The alliterations work well imo. Very creative in its form.
Will check out this thread more regularly, I have definitely been missing out. The verses I read so far are fire.
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S-H-double E-P no throwing in towels
I don’t need vowels when I am underneath a cowl
Get howling at the moon, gimme the moon
I’ll attack with goons loose as wolves in the booth
Bloody bath faded drafts you can’t divide by PI
Don’t wonder why runeth the cup over
Get sundered by heat blazing like a sword
Chop ya vocals on a board with no reward
You can’t see me like a John Cena wrestling move
Busting flows like the bird flu in a chokehold
Break the mold I’m catastrophe hold cloth
Haste in wasteland when time has stopped
I can still rock like the sun’s flares have glared all with radiation poisoning
Fallout 3 New Vegas made me Escape from New York
When I rather Escape from the plastic world that is L-A
Get brick layered when the concrete hasn’t even dried yet
Debt iron out cha currencies when nothing get exchanged
Derange by how I spoke Latin when nothing happened
Get Scooby snacks when I wreck in effects tracks over wack raps
Never had a das when I wrestle my text for being cellular
When your siginal isn’t even 3G let alone 4G or LTE
So if you can see me than you must be dead, Idol Hands anymone??
What the fuck is going on/ dark sky horizon emerged In red moonlight/ contemplating if Neil Armstrong really took that moon flight/ Phoenix Lights hue's bright on an Arizona night/ convinced witnesses eye sights from the immense lights/ is dark matter black or white/ is man just man or god like/ is the unknown mysteries of life causing this stage fright/ cosmic projectile forces/oscillating through biological sources/ that give mortal man limited choices/ free will or not/ tick tock of the biological clock/ times an synopsis of the life's movie plot/ I predicate information through telekinesis and command the grays to take heed to this/ what kind of heathen is this/ who want all the world resources for themselves so to control everyone else/ frantic control fanatics/causing fear and panic on the planet to dominate and manage/ as if Ebola strain wasent made through man made lab tam-permeants/ ancient tablets revealing others worlds with life inhabitants/ Dogon astrological excellence showing sirius b in such extravagance/ are the Watchers watching u and me/ in do time we all shall see/ what the fuck is going on
Status atlas awarded received it then teleported
Two minutes millenniums later brain drained data shortage
Dork kids fed pork ribs that pain stomachs with worms
Sickness confirmed smash mastery is hard to learn
Damage done I'm unconcerned my style stimulus stern
Until the day I die my world turns smoked out at the flicks me and the usher burned
The o.g. kush home grown in the backyard behind an evergreen bush
Instinctive extinction level agenda pushed like shopping carts
You never hit fresh pussy you just ate rotten twats
address as your honor as I bone your ugly mama in the dark
Her face bag covered and put under the covers pussy was so soft felt like my cock was in butter
Damn she's a freak bitch though eating out my shithole I farted in her face at least twice
Thanks to the macaroni, lima beans, and rice
I don't even spit game and still nail em like christ
Last edited by Mantra; 11-08-2014 at 04:10 PM.
I'm sticking figures pulling triggers on you pork sausage niggas trying to copy his the ripper
Your whack asses would have lost battles in the booth to big tyga
Type to cut you open and feed my pits your liver I give em goals y'all give em glitter
Rugged folk smoke til simmered amateurs and beginners the rap weasel skinner
Teeth broken for words impolitely smoking plus you chokened
Bike spokes hit the face of pussy spokesman who provoked him
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Broken wind bust a sin bust a flow off in the solar winds
Light cha hell up like the solar system
Revolve around the sun
Get eclipsed by the moon when I come thru
Punish those verbals with more lashings than those days
Just due pay dues I paid my dues and bruised
My knuckles got clutched crossed platforming
Up the norman I am not cha normality
I’m a formality you cannot undue
This is ritualic death dying off roofs
Hit cha off with skip-bos and draw fours
Don’t know how it goes when I just UNO ya
I remain swift and changeable when your just unable to go
Dusted bolts helluva shot you ain’t no Jordan with the jump shot
I don’t need to pump-fake like D-Rose or Melo
I take it to the hole like I’m charging the line
Give me the free-throw I ain’t missing like Shaq
I got ice in my veins like a professional should
Doing damage on the hardwood
We can do it Magic vs Bird
Say the word we don’t need to stop for no shotclock
I can play triangle defense and still check ya wit the zone
Trying to see me man to man will get cha checked and wrecked
And rejected like Rodman block, stealing from me like Mugsy
Or you give me a technical and eject me like Rasheed Wallace
Feeling this dawg keep spittin that dope shyt mayne
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
Thanks bro!
Round here nothing's changed thugs with chain's in the rain pumping rock cane
Hit with hot flames one out of five survive the bang bang of dealers who deal
And gangbang it's a worthless game hit with six figure bail and you got small Change the question remains every ghettos the same you either stay trapped or make it out dirty stinky fiend mothers for a twenty rock will let you put your cock in their mouth until u bust off people are so lost no life direction they symbolize
Death like the christ cross running off at the mouth like Randy moss
Your teams taking a high loss not siding with this boss
So know your block is mine so get the fuck off
Fuck a mayback fuck a Rick ross he's baby skin soft
You scandalous whores get beanbag tossed
I'm staying me these fantical rappers lost touch with reality
Look o
Bloodsuckers drained our communities common hobby to torch a beat
Hop on it happily I Donnie yen attacked the beat
me and wifey fuck till we fall asleep I'm shallow but my life's deep
shoot first and ask questions last like the fegurson policies
I meant studio gangsters acting as if they put pigs in cpd
Last edited by Mantra; 11-23-2014 at 12:32 AM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
reclusive clues my calling in the wind rules quiet storm speakers made the cabinet move
We prove no shows in the indigo my temper rabid skunk kush sails out the nostrils
Most call on the colossal short fuzed apostle ganja gangster gospel
See my new bars have bite marks but predators couldn't penetrate
It's like running from a wild lion you know it's a terrible fate
Soon as they hear me coming comments from mouths instant hate
Give me the three strike splashes know the inner Dragon awakes
The wakes are many I hardly make any mistakes
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Crow’s feet dinosaur meet
Leave you deaded on the ground
Playing possum from the wing beat of a dragon
Or the scorching hot heat from flaming dragon
Battle bound matter of facts grievance
Deviance iron out cha parodies come in the lights
Stylistic mystical traditional primal
Been all loco when I roast you yo
You ain’t trying me tu madre
End up in the flow tu sabe
Trying to test how I handle it
You can dance with the devil
Or reveal in all that marvels
Cut cha heart open like cake from carvel
I dump dumbbells like mortar shells
Enter my underworld you entering hell
Dwelling on my stoop I blacking out
Triggering my wizard driver………..
Call it like psycho magic or black magic jack
Tragic triggering how we cause static
Blastmatic always auto when I’m neutral
Get cha in the grey area between dark and light
I knight myself and call myself the king
You ain’t using my rings EXPLOSION!!!!!
Exposition expedition get it connected
Disconnected like NYNEX or another cell phone plan
Get ousted and grandfathered in like bad data plans
Fuck a rush the world's greatest butcher's discussed my cuts
I don't quit slicing until I see the bones pop up
Write a passage great arrow skates to middle of face
Facing eternal backlash swam in the cape to escape
The oppression, and bondage shows in my action
Rats ratting on everything that ever happened
My stats known from Seattle to Staten
Trapping poetry poachers land on em like vultures
Ancient sculptures show cultures of before
You darren wilson rappers still shooting a dead body laying on the floor
Last edited by Mantra; 11-29-2014 at 04:11 PM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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