jigsaw's thread of holy scrolls

[Mantra]

Comin out a corner swingin n shootin,pillagin lootin/harder than the steel in the tip of my boot'n/the mental hit you like a brick from the top of the roof'n/just to keep provin the theory or sir isaac newton/everything falls down,i quake till I crack the ground/watchin the mold crumble while I'm grabbin the pound/invadin the mental heavy when I clap@ya crown/becuz the cypher stay complete then we attack n surround/prepare for opposing deception,wreckin with scripted weapons/the blood is in my pen I'm releasin verbal injections/seepin thu ya lifestream until its cardiac arrestin/my odyssey was born through the immaculate conception/no pops to my linguistics so I speak what I like/realistic cannibalistic so I eat what I like/dwellin in the darkest corners but I speak from the light/regular street cat...but I'm a fuckin beast on the mic/

damn fam this whole piece was fire nice darts keep elevating..

[THE MASON]

dope shit Jig

MENTAL ORDER IN EFFECT!!!

[JIGSAW45]

thanx again yall,peace

[JIGSAW45]

Nu shit for the m.o. ep

We formed a holy alliance that cant be broken/now we got these niggas minds open,spit mind blowin/battlecry to the infected,scrolls is well protected/undergrounds my sound,louder than rounds ejected/piercin the chestpiece n ricochet out the neck'n/jugular vein explode from syllables infested/my stress level is high from all the pain i recite/200% real life when im behind the mic/we assassins for hire bringin forth the hell fire/raisin the temperature so high,the mic perspire/the cannibal knows best,spittin blood n torn flesh/revivin the dyin tech that lay muthafuckas to rest/telescopin from miles away,we black cloakin/lock n loadin watchin the bullet drop,explodin/jigsama bin rhymin evolution of king omen/drain ya vein in my pen,cuz its cravin the hemoglobin/

[SKAMPOE]

ill

[$inista]

Peace jig. Peeping your scrolls u got sum sure fire shit up in here
You Keep progressin evry time I peek up in the boards peace

[SKAMPOE]

rep added

[JIGSAW45]

Good looks yall...heres another,lol

Yo its th napalm don bringin the napalm psalms/flickin my fukin lighter blow the napalm bomb/scorchin internal organs here to slay all pawns/rockin with the basement dwellaz get my radon on/invade ya innerspace with a fork n a dinnerplate/make niggas levitate with the fif n a 38/difficult to concentrate,disruptin the mental state/when the bullet penetrate u be rockin a metal plate/ epitome of rapin trax,make ya optics fade to black/jigsaw blaze the gat,blood leakin fade ya hat/blinded by the lightnin crack n deafened by the thunder clap/100 mph winds,hurricane the fukin track/casualties increase,disappearance or deceased/remaining population stay glued to they seat/while the fake fukin leaders defacate on they fleece/urinatin in they jeans when we raisin the heat/ready for combat,machete n raw raps/n im goin over ya head witta bombat/swoopin on u niggas in silence like wombats/and i'll clap u at the light at night like carjacks/we soul fukin controllas,tools under the shoulder/ayatollas,high rollas with bigga bolas/we aint goin no fukin where,n u can quote this/we gotta bonfire goin n burned the eviction notice/

[JIGSAW45]

Some newer deeper style jigsaw...lemme know yall,peace


The souls of a thousand men,from streets to the housing and/cryin out howling sin,growling they mouths ain't fed/&every now n again they thirst to be doused in gin/we are the voice of these men,screamin as loud as we can/to the horsemen n the winds, not scared of challengin them/releasin the pain thru my pen,n rain on they optical lens/and those that claimed to be real have tested the sword that i wield/and claimed that they couldnt be killed have tasted the edge of the steel/i shattered they battling shield battered and rattled they seal/jigsaw give the rawest of deals and starves for the heartiest meals/walk with the heart full of will and talk with the sharpest of skill/chomp with a jaw full of steel n stomp with a timberland heel/ ponder and conquer from yonder,or bring the heat straight to your grill/tony Montana the hammer,banana they faggy appeals/and after the day that i fall,my tomb should be 10 feet tall/so each of my murderous bars,be etched and engraved on my wall/for all of my peers to read,envision the shit that i saw/to feel all the ache in my life,remember impervious raw/ the mind and the body is old,but young In the heart and soul/speak with the deepest of wisdom,wordplay is witty and bold/renouned in the underground,infinite heat through the cold/read every line in they scroll and dead every lie that was told/my chalice too heavy to balance,crown 2 solid to hold/hip hop is the temple we live in,pcp's humble abode/

[SKAMPOE]

DAYYUM!!
sick line and illustrative visuals
props

[JIGSAW45]

This is some shit i just cooked up last nite for a collabo with prograve n skampoe...peace


The rhyme terrorist,wreckin shit,reppin to the death of this/far from benevolent,jigsama rep the fifth/jehovallah rep the piff n gravestone rep the pick/bury muthafuckas quick,with teflon infested spit/straight disrespectful shit,inject ya fukin rest with clips/i resurrect the best to spit,n big pun your relevance/the blood god,son squads,control the book of erebus/triple threat,we come together,take the form of cerberus/seepin thru the smoke clouds n choke a fukin clone out/skampoein ya camo n gravestone ya bones out/n if the god say i end these rappers careers/its cuz the bottom of the mic get jabbed in they ear/aint no escapin from the the thunder clutch,faggit beware/devourin muthafuckas then we vanish in air/

[SKAMPOE]

siiiick, cant wait to hear it done already

[JIGSAW45]

U already know bro,thanx for comin thru

[War and Peace]

the blood god,son squads,control the book of erebus/triple threat,we come together,take the form of cerberus

lol.. that rime is butter g

[JIGSAW45]

Thats peace bro thnx,here's another one. Lemme know,peace

We get it on thu the calm of the storm,with heavy arms/yo the gawds stay preparin for war from light to dawn/got this rap shit padlockd down hard to the core/barricade the 4corners,the city in marshall law/no escaping from the raping,we covering every door/from the lord, skampoe the gawd,jig to the saw/comin thru with infallible skill blastin at will/leavin ripples in time but my waters r still/we so official that they passin a bill,savagely real/underpaid,i aint mackin a mil,mac is a mil/let niggas know about the beef n how they cabbage get peeled/bandanas around the hammer,bloody rag from the spill/u soakin in brain matter from the snipe to the grill/when im telescopin the verse ayo im nice with the kill/ayo i thunder grip the mic,becuz im vice with the skill/my flow so retarded i spit harder wen they spar with me/toast ya death with ya blood wen i lacerate the artery/