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Discussion in 'The Musician in U' started by Apex Word, Feb 18, 2010.

  1. Yo look who's back on the mic/
    Mook Swuzza killin these losers on sight/
    Slightly I be mighty,my rhyming is super Grindy/abolish fakes
    50-50 on the rail rhyming widely range so thick like a bitch with pear sized hips/fuck this world I don't wanna be a hypocrite roll a spliff and stay lit bitch..just a warmup


    Dauqsxlord
     
  2. I'm back again,remember me
    I'm that nigga with the engine rhyming heat fuck the chimney/
    The entity is spittin things no one who ever thinks could be/
    or ever see the speech no vision/
    Bitch you timid I'm killin cowards rappin like juicers are squeezing lemons/
    Drop the act you fraud you'll never succeed let alone have children which is ironic cuz you suck seed
    And hang with villains/ but I'm a hero not to save a hoe but save the game
    In mooka name it reads fame
    Underline the special flames
    I'm kicking like a soccer game
    By flames I meant rap/step up get broke like a kit Kat/ I'm brighter than riff raff/
    You queer now your career is in tears taking from the rear/ while I'm sipping beer and headed up past this flight of steers(stairs)-Swuzza


    Dauqsxlord
     
  3. #12423 Annicus, Nov 12, 2014
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    Was going to delete this, the Wifey liked it so I put it up.

    Where is my apology? What's the policy in your fallacy? Forget I asked just a moment of weakness, I'll confide in my greenness, talk to my notebook with my hands, it's forgotten in the shifting sands, diamonds turn to coal, the sun a black hole, broke its leg so I shot the foal, we gotta make it to the goal
    Status quo every idiot knows that though, maybe through me greatness will flow, till then I don't know, I'm sorry this isn't my policy, I'm a fool again oh don't I see

    Nobody owes me anything, I'm a stone not a diamond ring, I play poker with the fates and hades, I lay down aces and eights, win a Mercedes
    I'm a loaded gun cocked bang bang
    Day or night Ying or Yang
    Smoking Kryptonite, blind folded flight, the green is ignited, I'm knighted, the hero and the leader, do I light the cedar, fiddle like Nero, freeze ya out like Subzero, I'm a mind reader, I'd let it all burn down, melt my crown, shattered into a million pieces, cold front increases, heart tougher to penetrate than Heathrow
    Once I let go sorry I told ya so, music beats like techno should of tried harder ya know

    Words cut like blade, razors in my verses, heart full of jade, I be throwing shade, through my veins like crack this rage is, freebasing whack ass worthless hacks, I'm a sage with powers of a mage, breathing in lightning, fresh n ready for the fighting
    Believe you me I never thought I'd be rhyming like an mc, yet it fits me to a T
     
  4. I keep it so trilla 211 gorilla 
    Frankie told me I should rap so guess Ima go gettem 
    ha, go get em I guess Ima go gettem
    walkin down a street of killas no weapon no stressin cause
    before I was so stressin walk around with no essence 
    now my essence so real they just like "true true" no X-men
    but I spit like a mutant, livin off a few cents
    walk around drinkin 32 OZ like a menace
    mouth smell like cheap cigs I should be stoppin by the dentist
    eh... that's gross man... well if I said it man I meant it
    Hip Hop fulla bugs I think Im about to tent it 
    Fuck beef, I think about shrooms whenever cows are mentioned like
     
  5. He's mentally insane, he's deranged he's been caged inside of his head for days on end
    Grabs the pen for one last time, but he should've noticed, the fine print instead
    His alias is signed with a grin, two dots for eyes and a bracket symbol with a bend.
    He holds the pen cap steady, ready to defend his penmanship
    Of course again, thats his motive
    Floating and barely able to swim
    He snaps back like elastic, with the force of Bruce lee's fist.
    Who's he diminished, finished and brute fully equipped, with wits this is written truthfully within him
    To extents of no end.
     
  6. Freestyle to my bro
     

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  7. #12427 NickaWittaBic, Nov 14, 2014
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    Can't do nothing anymore without signing up for it.
    Billboards filling up your emails lying dormant.
    And I'm the type they target, an animal.
    I'll man-handle you in a flash yeah you know how them cameras do.
    Too valuable to the market.
    I came to spark shit, I pull out the flame but never torch it.
    I learned to corner your shit.
    Some people want it all find a needle deep in your skin', feel like a scorpion.
    My weed is portioned, have dreams of Porsches.
    Pulling out of houses so gorgeous, I own a forest.
    Ready to pour this, uhh.
    Don't think anybody is quite ready for this.
    Ain't even started but already obsessed with having a mortgage.
     
    I could've rhymed orange.
     
  8. The fuse's switched,oops my benevolence ditched, rusty ninja smoking way too much ganja, thinking the words I spit spew are gold bricks, thinking my flow's dangerous as the river Styx, anyone can see I'm a threadbare cliche, stupid lines you forget, shrug away
    Hidden in this subterfuge of letters is a message that's huge too bad it was written by the biggest stooge of the stooges, stinkier than poo is
    Good think I gots something wrong with my brain, that way I forget all the searing, shot in the clearing pain, I'll forget it all: hook, line, sinker, This is something upon which I can't tinker, don't you worry your pretty little head, I'll either forget it all or I'll end up dead, the funny thing I've never really felt this pain straight on, I said I did but it was a con, I disguise it in hate filled angry rants, useless venomous arguments, that never have any relevance or circumstance to the matter at hand until I'm taking my hands to my own chest, pounding until it doesn't hurt, till it's dead to the pain numb to the rain that fall from my eyes when I run out of lies, I'm caught compromise a reason, I was laughing, it's allergy season

    Here I am before you again, it's stupid and insane, let me go please, I'm not your toy or your puppet, I'll leave next time I seize, killed the last amount of joy in this body, piano wires around my fingers, your memory lingers then I tighten, thought you were my one, another joke another pun, your fists upon my chest is a step above the rest, feels like heat searing through my veins, the bullet through Cobain's brains

    Am I angry or is my heart broken, Do I have gangrene or is it the effects of being a heroine, I can do anything: threw a no hitter then another one, ignite the sun blowing fire through my blow gun, that's a task that's easily done, and I've just begun

    This cape is about to fray, but I sewed a new one don't be getting all cray, I'll never falter, take my hand I'll save you, I'll always be at your alter, hearts bleeding red and blue, to the code I'll stay true
     
  9. Yo.. it's bricky shit wit the sticky piff in a blizzy, lit,
    N if he spit, shit be sick, lyrics nasty like nicki's clit,
    Type to pop a clip on a chick for throwin a hissy fit,
    Or whip out n piss on her, like oh you wanna be pissy bitch?,
    Please.. I got somethin for stupid ratchets,
    My ruthless actions'll have you in stitches n staples, rape you then loot ya dad's crib,
    I get around but don't use an atlas, whoever said you could rap is a liar, they should've said you could use the practice,
    I'm used to madness, we look for any excuse to blast it,
    Jesus talkin shit, we send 30 Killas to shoot the baptist,
    It's Overkill, Got A .50 Caliber Sniper Rifle, no fa real, get sniped in the city from an Oscoda hill,
    You know the deal, Styrofoam dripping from overfill, that AK 47 got parkinsons, hard to hold it still,
    ya bars ain't close to ill.. I say no to brauds you hope to drill,
    ..made her choke fa real, but the only thing in her throat were pills,
    chick deceased, but I'm leaving that shit to be a mystery.
    Fuck a charge and a case, I want undeniable victory,
    I don't get paid to fight, bitch give lip to me n get hit fa free,
    that shit should be expected like kermit sippin some lipton tea..
    Im from the cryptic streets, where bitches see you gettin cheese consistently, then pop up just to see what they can get for free,
    You break a hundred at the station, you got 20 mothafuckas waitin on you cuz you know they ain't got shit to eat,
    Ready to stick you for that frank like it's a hundred bands,
    I've seen shootouts over a couple grams, that's why
    I walk around the D with my gun in hand, cuz these dummies don't understand what it means for a man to respect another man..
    Catch a body? Nah I ain't catchin one,
    I'll dispose of it properly, thinking is my profession son,
    But if it's crime of passion, I'll paint the walls wit the reddest rum,
    Then brew a pot of coffee while I'm waitin on the feds to come,
    Everybody's one for talkin shit until they step in some,
    I'm speakin wit a wretched tongue, the best of me has yet to come,
    Make sure you know the one you're attempting to learn a lesson from,
    or you could end up fucked in the game when everything's said n done,
    I ain't tryna have it, my weapons come wit an extra drum,
    Schoolin kids, you ain't gotta wait til the first semester comes,
    Gotta taste for blood like I spit wit Hannibal lecters tongue,
    Call my clique the standin O, way they Clapped when my vector sung,
    Haha
    ..That's ignorance at its best for you simple headed
    idiots, gettin shredded, this pistol barrel isn't threaded..
    So no attachments on the 9 one eleven, but I've been adding to that smith n wesson, got that bitch
    Lookin like a sick invention, created solely for the purpose of disconnecting your head from your neck n stretchin your clique for testin,
    Shit can get gory like pig intestines, my thoughts are a bit demented,
    directin a laser pointer at intersections,
    Or drive the sharp edge of a sewer grate thru two to 8 human legs, upper torso to middle section n give em tetnis,
    Come at me wrong you gon get corrected, don't challenge or disrespect it, your chins like the temperature, it ain't shit to check it,
    I bring that heat like a kitchen settin, these bums need an intervention, they stupid like doin dirt with a witness present,
    Before you think about startin shit just remember I'm equipped to end it, don't be all timid when this shit gets horrendous,
    I have a problem, the way I process
    My thoughts is a process in its entirety, nothing seems to inspire me,
    My heart is cold but a fire creeps, I can feel it, but metaphorically speaking I'm braking so hard the tires screech,
    Nah who the fuck wants to hire me?
    When my prime is expiring, show up late on a daily, tell em to fire me,
    I don't give a fuck about anything,
    I don't lie or cheat, I'm loyal, blunt, N brutally honest, truthful entirely,
    If god truly exists he'd re-wire me,
    N you wannabe alphas will never sire me, flame your boss like a fire chief,
    I run this shit in designer cletes, n you rhymers weak like president Obama rehearsing his latest liar speech,
    If lifes a game, you either hide or seek, if shit gets deep, I'll buy a jeep and watch it devour streets from the drivers seat,
    You're not a choice, you're like Meijers meat, n believe that my age will be more than likely the only thing to retire me,
    Unless I have a freak accident, run a light n get smashed again by some guy on an acid binge, goin fast again,
    Hip hop is not where my passion is, I'm more focused on being true to myself, I just rap cuz I have to vent,
    So the madness is always active, this way of thinking is hazardous,
    Feelin so psychopathic, it's hard to notice which path is which..
    These people mad n shit, cuz I say what I want, so they mug me, I'm like fuck off n go find you somebody's ass to kiss,
    I try to kill em wit kindness, it feels effective, til 20 seconds go by and i realize that I'm bad at this,
    Sorry, I grew up around bangers, addicts, and savages,
    Explain my personality, nice ain't one of the adjectives,
    =These kids'll just sit on they ass as if they don't know what bein active is,
    Housing an undergraduate, Look at his parents panickin,
    Options that life has handed him,
    Thrown away for prescriptions
    The drugs are commanding him, he don't understand what he's damagin,
    Dive off into grams again, Sky walkin like annikin,
    Molly, powder n heroin, lives tossed in the can again,
    Ride off in an ambulance, cats are done when I man the pen,
    I'm about to go vamp again, rappers blood in a ramiken,
    Dont like the way I manage shit, send a letter to management,
    Beef, I bring it like cattlemans,
    Sword from sheeth to yo abdomen..
    Say you can beat me, yeah that'll happen as
    Soon as I purchase a fancy mansion n marry Jennifer aniston,
    I'm jamming kid, you like the way that bass hit son,
    Flow so raw you gotta have a fuckin rape kit done,
    You talkin cash but boy yo baby mama stay hit bum,
    get her some clothes, a new ass n fuckin face lift son,

    N I'm doin this shit for me, but you can rate this one,
    But if you bitin just remember who you take this from,

    Easy
     
  10. Im in another hemisphere, nobody know me here
    Smokin up a tsunami of hash oil, when the flash boil,
    Lightning strikes on the damn foil.
    Every breath i take i can feel my brain´s soil
    Like a living gargoyle, pondering, wondering 
    bout all the shit i seen 
    the green, and the things i mean,
    It just gets so obscene, Grab a bitches body and rip out her spleen
    oh colleen, was the name..
    i bet she never gon hit the fountain of youth, or the fame
    Naw she just dead game,
    posted, roasted , toasted,
    outta my mind and cant cope shit. 

    Peace
     
  11. Walkin' into this already knowin' I'm a martyr,
    Knowin' the only way things'll change is if I'm a heartstopper,
    Bomb dropper, right jab and hook bobbler, hobblin' and sidesteppin',
    Croppin' this problem into a box big enough to fit the issue cripplin' this system,
    Cuttin' out the fluff and fill to make sure you seein' this fist pumpin' in your direction,
    Correctin' the correction and erasin' the criminal aspect of the message,
    'Cause maybe then you will take me seriously when I speak,
    Instead of laughing with mockery behind the nonsense that you preach,
    Reach for the string to tie the breach together by a lie you claim,
    Feet first into the deep end of the bottomless pool of problems you paint.
     
  12. Can I get some feedback on this I just started dabbling in writing again after a long time of not doing it lol?
     
    My notebook pages are made from the bark of the burning bush, so every line fire
    Check my crime files, the boy been killing shit since way before there was a lime wire
    And ever since I first became a rhyme writer I knew I was super, man no crime fighter
    But today, I smoke the loudest dro you smoke that Mexican brick shit
    Your blunts looking like tooth picks while mine the size of stick shifts
    I see you and your girl trying to share that slim shit she can't even get lit
    I pull up, honk the horn, show her my thick shit and she gets in
    The next thing I know your bitch got control over the D like Trick Trick
    LOL I play around a lot you can get cut or catch the fade and I ain't talking bout a barber shop
    I got something for you actors here, you can have a plot
    If that don't work then I'm rolling up on squares like a mutha fuckin parking lot
     
  13. They say actions speak louder than words, but they're  equal
    So match your actions with your words do it for the people
    And if you ever enlist never do it for the Eagle
    Do it for your people, and thats real too
    And if you feel to call the people then call the people
    but if you feeling like a man grab your balls and be illegal
    but think about it
    cause they say to shoot first but aint think about it
    weigh out your options never blink about it
    and if you gotta be about be about it
    but before you be about it read about, see about it
    discuss with your seed about it
    blablabla
     
  14. #12434 bubba ho-tep, Nov 18, 2014
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    Nice punch lines and it made me laugh I dig it. Search for the forum "rap battle anyone?" you'll have fun.
     
  15. Try to school me like a child imma make you son
    I never wanted beef but bring it Imma make you some
    Belly of the beast they said it ate you up
    but I could never stay down im bout to make me some
    um.. they all talking mongst themselves like "he just fakin, um
    I seen pushing carts and had a rake too, bum-
    my looking white boy man I just hate you son"
    I crack a smile crack a bottle then I skate toooo lunch
    but lately see I been so hungry 
    Vomit blood out my tummy cause that 211 yummy
    I'll be 25 soon.... see hip hop was my side bitch
    but life left me so now I spit like 9 weapons
    cause I dont do it for myself I do it for my brethren 
    who never had a chance man they aint even have a second
     
    and if Hip hop is a virgin and she aint been fucked Im take her to my crib and Ima cake you up so 
    and tell her cum for me, they say the gonna come for me
    they say they packing all the heat and it'll be dumb gory but Im walking in the street
    starin at the sun pourin out my soul in a beat in my brain on my one story
    (THis bad btw, they'll probably report this, but they say they wanted dope so Imma have to import it)
    Walk like Im something important, get so live like I never been born yet
     
    alright Im done
     
  16. Your raps driving me crazy, like a psychotic old lady.
    I smoke the Mary lady and my mind goes spacey.
    I'm on mars, even got the marshians like damn you got bars.
    This weed I'm smoking got me choking, I'm really tokin.
    If feel like an alien, One hit of the kush to my cranium.
    Smoking indica to easy the pain, lord thank you for the Mary Jane.
    Killing the game, these lyrics straight from the brain. And my lyrics touch, you feel what im saying.
    Uh, this rap not over I just got started, this loud that im smoking on make you feel retarded.
    Under the influence Nah I'm medicated, When I hit the joint it I feel like I'm meditating.
    My flow is like fluid, keep my lyrics clean, keeping it very fluent.
    Test me I dare you, that's not a threat just message to your brain fool.
    I got bars no xanax, win streaks I end that, and at the top I've been that, lyrics hit you hard, get smacked.

    ~Just for fun lol.
     
  17. #12437 Blunted Hogwash, Nov 19, 2014
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    They took my jerb. Ended up writing out my frustrations, things really ain't going my people's way right now.

    this funky mood's nothin' new, it's like I hunt for gloom
    UFC 180 how I hunt for doom... (Hunt/Werdum)*
    lost a bunch of screws, vitals read 'red' for 'Danger'
    so I mix green herbs like Rebecca Chambers
    in desperate need of a giggle fit, snicklefritz 
    if I lose my last marble then a missile hits
    pistol grip, war games, war bred, war paint
    war face, take a warhead to a court date
    I shouldn't even show up to work...
    you won't see me on the map like the 'Cold-Blooded' perk
    I broke up the herb.. dude's a fuckin' grinder
    let go the same way that got Yushin Thunder fired*
    fumin'? nah, I'm losin' it, I'm fuellin' up a pyre
    prolly jump from a rope like Jushin Thunder Liger*
    ..ain't a license for a grey Beretta
    gun in my boot like Bayonetta 


    *forced wordplay(?)
    *Yushin' "Thunder" Okami was released from the UFC for being a "grinder", someone who does what it takes to get the decision win, "grinding" for a win. Usually not the most exciting style to watch and people have been cut for fighting like this, despite their success.
    *Jushin Thunder Liger is a japanese wrestler known for his high flying maneuvers, second time I've referenced the man before, lol.
     
  18. #12438 bubba ho-tep, Nov 21, 2014
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  19. See what I see, my ocean is deep, deep Marianna's trench ain't got nothin' on me, I use words as my armor throwing em' in heaps, wish she'd listen to actually hear just what I'm saying, be finding myself on my knees fraying, cheshire cat grin as I dig the words in with a safety pin, it begins again, turntable stuck on spin,
    Blood rises to the skin, here comes the dorsal fins, you got skills with your quills, but I ain't getting no more refills, turn round look as these heels, burning tires smoking wheels, I take enough meds can't handle your pill

    I'm am fine, really I am fine it's not a line, why doesn't anyone believe that I ain't lyin'
    You say I'm crazy, Cuz you don't think I see right through to you
    when I'm suffocating you're the one that needs O2, I'm not superman baby, I'm trembling and shaky, drowning in the gray sea
     
  20. A yo, Im just saying Im the best word to Nacho Libre
    Eat that pussy up like a taco fileeet
    I aint even riding dirty but the coppo freak me
    Spit money and dope so I cop oz E-zay
    baggies in my socks but these days 
    Im on some USD vs the Japenese Yen on replay
    "Now what did he say?" Getchyo knowledge up
    So the little things you do make the seeds follow up
    I used move a little bit, but took the neighborhood kids for a ride once
    just a dime bag but now they both swallowed up
    Oh.. it wasnt me though, maybe it was my boy who took just for shits and giggles
    let these jits hit the weed smoke, 
    And when I speak I might as well introduce off the steeple like 
    the fucking dec of independence and say we the people
    Cause we some people, who drink that cheap shit
    Devils piss straight out of the Devil's P hole
    I THREW UP BLOOD ABOUT A WEEK AGO! ... naw but thats that drink though
    Couple ulcers on my tummy now eh thats evil
    I used to wanna start a rock brand and sing like Seagal
    But couldnt sing and I never ran after that bread like Seagals 
    I hustle just enough so I can feed my people 
    but big money just was never in the plans its evil
    but now Im like fuck it Imma make that cheese so
    I can feed a couple people but Ill still liveee cheappp thoughhh
    hahaha, I was the quiet kid like what all these peeps peep at me for?
    Made me wanna peep that piece but I just keeps it peacefulll
    I wanna I speak they just say "True true true yeah he know"
    And I aint no hero, matter fact Im a zero, 
    With my mind on revolution you can keep that Nero
    he tried to scare me up said that he keeps that real close
    almost pulled it out the napsack this a rap but real though
    but oh well, and if you say this bullshit go and smell
    I wear my life on my sleeve like everyday is show and tell
    so go to hell, and if they say Im fake Im fake then
    Made in China, Godzilla though spit fire they can go and melt
     

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