Start a rhmye offf, here we gooo, first line....

[CyciumX]

....I feel this **** trickle down my back....sending shockwaves through my nerves....gonna give me a heart attack....tingling my senses from your written words....im gonna have to choke up on the thickness of your message....cramming new thoughts traveled down from present passage....poetic surprisments like a mental trap....forcing me to studder and freeze sending me for a spinal tap....and as i soak it in like alcohal...my blood curddles and my mind turns null....you my friend....are all....to the end

[Neema]

thanks cycium, if that was intended for me. I never thought anybody would like my freestylin/poetry.

[Tristano]

noone's posting/I feel like I 'm hosting/ this beautiful site/so my rhymes are shite?/ I'm 60 kilos of agression/trying to lift depression/ but it ain't working / like Bill Gates when he's jerkin / off .cuz his ***** farts and coughs/ people claiming they spin house/ when they're 20 yr old /boy scouts/ blond hair / lightstick / they can't mix /so I'M sick? /keep on going / maybe my words arent flowing/ but at least I try/ sitting behind my pc /like a pathetic spy/ my life's a long cry/ can't wait to die / and kick god in the balls/ then heaven falls / earth destroyed/ the internet spoiled/ futureproducers fallen apart/ ready for a new start/ with a different name/ something lame/ like onlinedj/ didn't like it, but hey/ Mano keeps thinking/ his cat is schrinking/ tried to live without food/ hangin out in the hood/ try to kick the dog's but/ came back covered with blood
it's time to shut up

[Tristano]

what's the difference with me/ and yer cup a tea/ both being hot/ only me being shot/ not by a gun/ but just for fun/ by a hair dryer/ dropped the wire/ right into the water/ what made me even hotter/ girls fighting/ maybe there' s no height in/ my lyrics/ but I ask you/ what would you do/ being alone/ no phone/ no porn/ lonely like I was born/ eighty years ago/ feeling old/ getting sold/ by my own mother/ cuz that's what she said/ 'I ma sell you kid'/ I thought it was ****/ then she did/ started drinking / stopped thinking/ bout life/ got a knife/ causing pain and strife/ killin teachers/ teaching killers/ how it needs to be done/ cuz now I won/ like I scored/ a heroine whore/ cheap, I know/ still I gave her a go/ then got HIV/ now waiting for aids/ receiving low rates/ in hospital/ dying on a tv screen/ it' s ER / is it real?

[Tristano]

cmon, any feedback?

[flareward]

gonna hav' to keep up with the rest of you lot!!!



keep my flows tight like a virgins hymen/i see the hills but i'm still climbing/no time to play/like my man guru/ya styles transparent/i see right thru you/but mines complex like binary code/so play like jack and hit the road/i keep it on point 4 the brothers chillin/when i play the show i need top bill'in/the bookin man betta have ma fee/or else/up in here gonna get ugly/brothers got ma back and we're infinate deep/don't make have to knock ya door/on the midnight creep/i'm a master at work/i can't get no sleep/my styles forture 500/and yours is market cheap!!!!

[flareward]

aren't people feelin this tread anymore??...gonna kick all on my own then.

fools try to test my style/and aren't ready/i'll cut ya *** up like ma main man freddy/ya on shaky ground so nigga hold steady/ain't the one to play and ma tempers short/countdowns started/too late to abort/this is my table and i don't like what ya brought/so step back son while justice is served/send me to redneck country/and i'll still un-nerved/rhrymes off the wall/and swtich like micheal jackson/i'm a full number/and you are just a fraction/for every action i take/theres a more dope reaction/headaches start to form/cause ma styles too tax'in/ill'er than most/chiller than most/keep ma styles crisp like burned out toast/spend all of ma time looking for emcee's to roast/not fussy tho'/so ya could be east or west coast/or north or south/so let me run my mouth with words that forms sentences you read twice to get/wake up in the night/break out in a cold sweat/say to yaself/thats what he mean't when he said he's ill like that/rhryme ova ruff beats/so the whole pakage is phat/bring ya styles so we can battle to death/this ain't tv/so there is no ref/break ya *** down till theres nothing left/cook up dope beats so call me chef/but this ain't south park/it's my backyard/walk the streets cold without a bodyguard/method to the madness but it go's deeper than that/split second timing/short space to react/no room for a mistake or it's ya life i take/have ya moms crying/as she sits at ya wake/i'm a full cereal and you're just a flake/or corn/ya styles boring and ya making me yawn/dunk on ya *** like ma main man shawn/carter/check this out for a starter.

[Neema]

the true lyricist is back.....

Yo, I wasted two whole years
thinking about you
wanting to be with you
wanting to sleep with you
wanting to do everything with you
i was obssesed
pressed
i couldn't get rest
my mind was in an eternal test
I actually thought i could have a chance
But you wouldn't even talk to me
let alone dance
I wrote your name on all my books
Wrote them on the wall
wrote them in stalls,
halls and anything in sight
you were my light
the only reason i bothered fighting
a fight called life
I wanted you to be my wife
But you hated me
didn't even care
wouldn't share your love
you just flew away like a dove
and left me in permanent sadness
and said if that wasn't enough
you start ignoring me
not answering the phone
leaving me to stand alone in the rain
leaving me in pain
getting me wanting to cut my veins
and flushing them in the drain
you drove me insane
you thought love was a game
and you are to blame
for the nights you kept me dreaming about you
thinking one day under the blue moon
i would be with you by the shore
near the ocean floor
by the hotel door
but no your just a whore
burning my heart like it's a smore
so i'm gonna leave that door
and find somebody new
i don't even care about you
and if you ever want me back
then i feel sorry for you
cuz you lost your chance
and in life chances don't come in two's!

[flareward]

show those skills son!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[flareward]

Neema is that coming from some experience in the past or what..some of that sounded like it was from the heart.

annnyway...round two

it's two in morning on the dial, the sound of ya voice makes me smile/it's cold outside but hot in 'ere/ya make soft sounds when i bite ya ear/i move in close/so ya feel ma touch/luther on the set/playing "never too much"/rub the natty/get it moist/on top or below/it's your choice/press the tittles/get them nice & hard/i ain't no punk.ya get the full nine yard/bend over girl and touch ya toes/release the monster/in it go's/bang the beef/mek ya scream out loud/like rakim said/i like to "move the crowd"/it ain't ove yet/let me flip ya ova/bang on the back door/like ma name is Jehovah/ya not having that/ya say it's not your style/but i smile to myself and wait a while/legs on the shoulders/let me admire that view/it's good for me and it's good for you/get on top so i can rest/let my dj hands start to mix that chest/the mix is tight and so are you/i wanna shoot ma sh.t now cause i know it's thick like glue/but i'm not letting down my guard in front of you/and the way i ain't a 2min brother...........so get the f..k out the bed and go get ya mother!!!!
hahahaha
it's late and my mind is going certain places (thats my excuse anyway)
peace.:eek: