Sheepish Lord Of Chaos Thread

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Most cats nowadays
Are wack, weak and fake?
Ready to package and….
Put on store shelves
Hoping they’ll sell
A million though
That bogus scam
Called soundscan
Now that’s a hustle man!

Ya know ya wack when ya can’t rap
But someone invest a couple thou in ya/
When you begin to get paid
For stealing someone else’s name/
Repackage it and make it marketable
Now you begun to see what profit do/
With all these machinery churning out
Music like a popcorn or toy factory/
Now that my majesty is amazing
Now alls we gotta do is recoup/
Any investment in purchasing
Advertisement and production/
I know how we can make it so
Is we can grab the today’s hottest
Producers make every track hot/
And grab the youth like cigarettes used to
And we’ll make it a by product/
And have e’m, do commercials for us
Poor all that “American Dream” mess/
Make e’m a overnight success and wait
For them to flop on the next project/
Then we just repeat the process every
Two to three years and we’re set in gear/
Sit on our hind horses sipping on martinis
And champagne making millions man…. /

Most cats nowadays
Are wack, weak and fake?
Ready to package and….
Put on store shelves
Hoping they’ll sell
A million though
That bogus scam
Called soundscan
Now that’s a hustle man!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin 4 delf

[VernakuLa]

yea,rhyme the lines man peaceceap

[Eversick666]

???

[jallainINS]

uhmm i dno, didnt really feel it. what was the rhyme scheme?

a
ab
bc
cd
de
ef
?? thats all i could see in it. maybe im missing something, and the lines were kinda short so i didnt know what the flow was either. maybe it sounds nice when your spitting but me trying to read it didnt sound too hot.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

aight respect due feel ya complaints and i'll meditate on e'm

[tacle]

This is fun.

Nothing to do with, clicked on a thread threw it.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m a writer, an emcee
That you ain’t never discover/
My flow burns rubber like NASCAR
I’m one of the best like Jeff Gordon/
I spit harder more fluid than flavor
Call me Water, Fire, Wind, or Earth/
I give birth to more rhyming styles than
Anything ya eyeing in the store yo/
Fuck a party I start it hardly
I’m just the quiet concept/
Check the depth nigga thinks I’m deaf
But I’m Def I’m the Jam you couldn’t plan/
Rhyme or scam burn a nigga wit a liter
Calling me a Pyro-Manic rhymes need zodiac/
Prozac my flow react like a convict
Locked up for too long needing sugar/
Dig in ya own nose and remove a booger
Pull that trigger ya looking for figures/
I’m upstate buck 50 weight deadly wit a melody
Lyrically I’m hungry needing that pussy money/
I flood these beats wit more heat
Than thermal energy could ever provide/
Nuclear with my reactivity you ain’t got
The relativity to transgress pass any negativity/

Whether it’s
Rhymes flying
Beats blasting
This is hip hop
And it’s lasted
Now alls we
Need more
Classic material
From da best emcees
Point blank period

[Edgar Erebus]

Well done, I just wasn't feeling the flow so much

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

You know it does
But what it doesn’t/
If for you cousin
I spit blunted, bloated and reload it/
Now you gotta encode put it to disc
Flip the PC lynx script now I apple/
Tackle more emcees than Warren Sapp
Flip flows exact now react to that/
You can’t face the base I case place
My bars and spear it through ya dome piece/
I rest in the east, became a beast from peace
Now I’m ready to feast and release my speech/
You can secrete the flames to torch this man
I rip e’m to shreds n make horror flicks out of it/
Now you speak ya speech trying read n reach
You ain’t worthy like James to be a feature/
Turn cha back to fetus now ya feature in
My creature workshop like the Muppets/
Ya still a mechanical puppet get the gimmick
Now mimic that plus improve on it/
Ya can’t cuz ya boring and have no depth
I ref matches wit skills that you just can’t capture it/
Register that on ya network and eject the tape quick
Before the spit makes the deck explode from all the trash/
You feeding it now ya reliving it like chickens peeing on it
Now you try n draw it like one blood cousin/
How ya budgeting my rhymes are lunging
Ready to take you out and you can’t puzzle it/
Put a muzzle on it quick before he starts to rip
I’ve ripped, rapped and I’m beta kapping you cats/
Ya so pussy that cha nauseate the crowd
From ya type of meows you can’t even growl/
I prowl the scene make you think it’s just a dream
Now I’m back wit schemes dreaming up plots n scenes/
Ready to make my directorial debut spit n spew yall
Out like garbage food now who’s Rick Rude? /
Can’t get wit me I’m too crude like crucial steel
Spit so hot you’ll never squeal /
or I’ll cook ya like roast pigs feet for trying
to get wit me on any level of being or meaning/
You ain’t being feed right like a baby cries at night
It ain’t right like mom being a prostitute at night/
Now ask ya self just one thing how is your there
And I’m here with mo fruit to bear than ya average pear/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[Bigot Hitman]

7.5 out of 10, wordplay was descent, overall good verse.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m a ripper
A rhyme scripter/
Flip lyrics like Suzuki
You can’t do me like Isuzu/
Or Subaru who are you
Dodge or Chrysler/
I spit nicer than GM, Ford
Or Saturn see the pattern/
I master motor sports
Like NASCAR n the Indy 500/
Spit a thousand bars overhead
Like gaskets put it in the waste basket/
You ain’t pass it like Mustang or Taurus
You still bore us but don’t please like the Malibu either/
I got a fever like Pontiac or Mercedes Benz or even
BMW or Rolls Royce I’m too noisy for poise/
I ain’t cha everyday domestic or import
I’m motor sport like Toyota n Hyundai/
I’m a Honda, a Lexus, and a Corvette
Check my license plate “I EQUIP”/
Meaning “I’m equipped” you can’t
Rip or even spit flames like Funny Cars/
I hard bar the roll cage ain’t hard to dodge
Like Jeep Wrangler, Cherokee or Commando/
Who wants to finish like Jeff Gordon or have
The burden of Dale Earnheart Jr, huh?????/
This is my motoristic mechanical lyrical
Spitting spiritual do I have an equal/
Like Tony Stewart or Mario Andretti
Or a counterpart like Danica Patrick/
You can’t out race me like Ricky Bobby
I’m full throttle watch me Pole Position/

[tha god concept]

dope concept...

tite verse fam keep the thread up

[tha god concept]

that thirstin howl in ya avy?