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mightythor thread
all my stuff will be in here. freestyles, battle verses, etc.
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i roll with groups of gorillas, trained in guerilla tactics
packn', nothing but but brawn brains and balls
we scale the walls and descend on y'all like,
wild animals.........
thats is. just a thought i need to complete later.
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i have no mic, i rap to a sword
cuz i'm a knight, who fights the world
i ride the flow, like it's my mount
i go for blood, but 'm no count
my tales of the crip, you can't re-count
if you enter my castle, you can't sneak out
or creep out, and no sound you make, will ever leak out
cuz when your in my space, no one can hear you scream
when we stand face to face, you can't doubt i'm supreme
my skill is, an ill niss, like a drop in dopamine
I spit grimey shit, yet my breath stays pristine
I'm a human paradox, my logic stinks like dirty socks
but i won't be brain washed, you could get your brain squashed
don't see a drain?, then the floor remains, awash
with thoughts, drenched in your memories
they coat the ground like emery, on the paper, in my pad
in my pocket, in my pants.i'll never loose it, cuz i never dance
I've never had to start a fight, yet i've never left my battle stance
I don't live life by happenstance, and i leave nothing up to chance
I've seen the future, i know it all, i Know when nations rise and fall
I know just who the rappers call, when record sales begin to stall
I have the information, to fight the infestation, of those of you who hatin'
I'm ready and willing, but now i'm waiting. for those on high to stop debating
on who's the greatest, and who is slated to take the throne
and don the robes.
the king is here, yet no one knows
because i donned the cloak, so i could take the globe.
In a way this is an extension to waynes "blucka blucka" freestyle. i started it right after hearing that.
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people think i got small pox in my inkpen
cuz I make the haters disappear like the incans
mayans, I'm spittin' like the only thing i eat is cayenne
jalepenio peppers, holler if you better
quew the cricket noises, no one gonna step up
they don't wana mess up, cuz they understand
that to stand up to me is like swimming through the sand
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Originally Posted by
Dusk
sick^
thanqs
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my life as i see it
every night i rest in pieces
and wake in shambles
but i escape my nightmares, so i feel release
then i amble, to my laptop, so i can ramble
to face book, take a look, at my keyboard
could it be more, worn out?
this is all that i love, all that i need
all that it takes to feed...
me
see, I'm paper, plain from a distance
but under higher focus, fibers poke with inconsistence
no pattern,
at least none that i can see
no role models, at least nothing i can be
let me explain, i don't lack motivation
but i tend to refrain, from damaging my "soul location"
my state of mind, and other abstract concepts
that make up the context, of my complex conscience.
shit, now i'm just showing off
sorry dog, i'm steaming, gotta blow it off
so homo, L-O-L
well oh hell, i meant homo sapien
for all the homophobic homies
who be taking things, too far
like,
over the river, and through the woods
hope I'm rhyming good (enough)
for red riding hood
i didn't write that, maybe i should cite a source
fuck MLA, i'll let it stay, that shit is such a chore
source and chore do not rhyme
unless you speak like me, to me that shit sounds fine
i think i've said shit, at least four times,
well i haven't "said" shit cuz i type these lines
but i read to myself, heat truly melts my screen
because my buzz means, that my rhymes are mean.
shit.
I appologise for my rapper habits
but i have to have it
it makes me special.
ED
see MG, made me, an ass hole
my ego is the size of an H-bomb blast hole
WOW, i can rhyme whole,hole,and hole
I think i've lost control, let me go take a stroll
ttyl.
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bullets kissing, splitting skulls like stellar fission.
gunpowder flash like channels pass on television.
quarter sized wholes multiply like cell division.
and the cell block calls, for the last one living.
and I................... was no where near there when that happened,
I was at home on facebook
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60 seconds and i'm gonna reck em
microphone check, hit the deck
and roll, i control
these flames like pyro, so why go
to the edge of the globe\for a phat line just take mine
then you can go, and then you can know
why I, feel like i can take the world
I'm comited to conquest, I'm winnin' this contest
just check context of this combat text
no one sitting next to me i'm in my own class
super sonic's next to me because i'm so fast
in a metaphoric sense, people told me your intense
and hence i put on the pressure
and lesser men then beg for release
and i beg for releif from the cries of the week
when thy die at my feet.
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fear is
foretold exactly as read
exactly as written, exactly as i spit it
because i love it, and i'm lovely, so i give it
graciously, take it, see?
it doesn't bite, so long as you don't fight or try to overwrite, it
erase it, mistake it for something evil or negative
fear is strictly relative, the sole son of rage and adrenalin
everybody's got to live, half of us have got to give
half of us have got to take, and all of us have got to make
decisions, based on believe and the things we envision
but this is.........based on what i witness
without protection, exposed to the globe
taking in so many sights that i might explode
and spread, into every thinking head
my essence strong like the stench of the stinking dead
buried far and near, the departed dear
they can hear me, and so can you
i'm coming through so crystal clear
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I'm fly like the air force, i flow like the navy
i march with an army, with old heads AND babies
grown men and ladies, and maybe just maybe,
one day they'll slay me, but they can't enslave me
restrain me or chain me, contain me or drain me
cuz i am they're bane, and they've earned my distain
AND I DRIVE THEM INSANE, CUZ THEY CAN'T BREAK MY BRAIN!!!
AND THEY WON'T TAKE MY NAME, IT IS ALL THAT I HAVE
I'LL BE SHOT, BURNED, AND STABBED, BUT MY PACE NEVER LAGS
AND THEY CAN'T UNDERSTAND, HOW I WALK LIKE A MAN
AND I'LL BE GOD DAMNED BEFORE I WEAR THEIR I.D. BAND
OR CUT OFF THESE DREAD LOCKS, THESE GROWN' TILL I'M DEAD LOCKS
AND IF I GET CHOPPED UP AND STUFFED IN A BREAD BOX
FUCK NO I AIN'T DEAD POPS, MY HEART BEATS, I GRIT TEETH
STILL LEAD MEN AND TAME BEASTS, AND KILL THESE INSANE BEATS
I RUN TRACKS LIKE CONDUCTORS, I'LL BE BACK YOU CAN TRUST SIR
I'M CLEAN LIKE DUST BUSTERS, THEY SUCK LIKE NUT BUSTERS
AND I SHINE LIKE CHROME LUSTER, SO SLEAK
I STAY AT PEAK PERFORMANCE, FEET ENORMOUS, LIKE SASQUATCH
SO SHOCKED THAT THEIR GLASS DROPPED, POPPED AND SHATTERED
THEIR BAD AND I'M BADDER AND THAT MAKES THEM MADDER
UNTILL I APPROACH THEM, THEN QUICKLY THEY SCATTER.
like bugs.
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A eulogy, is usually
a record of what used to be
common knowledge
and I was in the game
like specialised in ginacollege-y
WE, might not have long to last
because, my generation can't rely on the past
for insperation, and maybe I'm just instigating
some intergeneration haitn', BUT
every rhyme I'm makin' I'm takin
from my own internal information
All I have is legend and myth
but with this, I can make voodoo too true
HOW? well, I can pull hip-hop out from hell
and make a zombie, calling for brains
because, to gain wisdom is the only thing to stop the rain
and the hale.
hail to the reign of the hew kings of the game. NO
now we call it work
because it was the play time, that put it in the dirt.
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i got attack drones
that track clones
then snap bones,
crack domes
and trap souls
inside circular cap-soles(capsules),
they gats go: ratto tatto
at low,
fire rates
higher stakes
do not exist
unless you risk denying this
cryogenists try my spit
but they just end up frying quick
fricassee
it can be
finished so quick-a-ly
reduce the rest to liquid see
the bitches flee like burning fleas.
herding me or hurting me
can't happen have you heard of me?
my words will see the end of time
for now just see the end of rhyme....
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annoyed at noise, avoid the void
devoid of life, and strife as well
and hell and havens, bathing in emptynes
exempt from this, is her alone
the sky her throne
the only place fit for that face
a solar flare, I stare
into her eyes find
the light and then, enlightenment
a hightined sense, of being
seeing truth and lies, and earth and skies
as one under the sun of her soul
her control is non existent, only willing service
my very will emerges from her curbing
my baser instincts, in synch with her
i feel so per-fect check:
sorrow, madness, greed and panic vanish
a vantage point of anoitment is reached
her voice is mental ointment
for burns and scars
spurned by stars
the dark matter scatters
splattered over space
and time and rhyme, arranged in lines
on paper tapered to human interest
and inference of faith basedmetaphors forms
but it is her that this is for, the girl that i do so adore.
more, than any object ever offered to me
so offerings fostering fondness, on-this
goddess are wasted, your hasted thoughts
ought be reversed
accept her blessings, beware my curse.
5/5/09
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