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

no doubt!!!!

all we need is verses from you and the "new kid" Dkoy and the cipher will stand complete...

out.:)
 
Word, Flare!

I'm off home soon, but online again early tomorrow, we'll see how this turns out.

'Til then - keep it real.
 
What Do I Say Now???

Since I breathe the breath of God I am divine.
Sometimes I`m a Dog hitting my wife from behind.
I guess my persona is one of duality.
Born of the flesh,with a higher mentaltiy.
My soul is the eternal,My flesh is perishable.
When me and the mic merge, I do niggas terrible.
The bond between me and hip hop is unseverable.
The love I have for her is unmeasurable, spiritual.
That`s why I`m possessed to reflect verbal intellect.
Mental food drawing a composite sketch.
So take time to ingest my nourishing verse.
As I meditate on the conditon of the hip hop universe.
Hip hop is in a state of emergency!
From the halls of medicine I derive my therapy.
To return this game to the days of it`s apex.
Of when you flexed the larynx you had the ill context.
When graffiti war were waged on elevated trains.
When the cipher was littered with bloody remains.
When the lyric titans were Rakim and Kane.
When vocals were tight WITHOUT being profane.
Pardon the nostalgia I miss that era deeply.
That era shaped me, made me want to MC.
Made me want to defecate on the wack.
Made me rip the verterbra out my victims back.
Made me critical of what niggas spit out their holes.
Made me cynical of their handicapped flows.
Now you know the signal of distress.
Acknowlege the greatness of that nigga S.O.S
One
 
haha

that must have been some "proper" food kid...came back with ya mouth spitting white flames:D
 
You know how we do son!!!

I`m trying to keep my spot amongst all these flame throwing cats.The bar has been raised so I try to respond to the challenge.To me this my record deal that I never got.Let`s keep it going bro.one
 
keep it moving

verbalise thoughts through my membrane muscle/
extract said thoughts/and get into a emcee tussle/
laying down words from the databank of life/
cut through the unclean as if it was a knife/
put a cross on ya door so that the plague will pass/
no cross before my eyes/i'm bout to eat that a.s/
turn seas into blood/of the emcees that fell/
put then down on tablets of stone/so that my grandseeds will tell/
future kings/ of the throne i hold/
turned deserts into ice/as my voice was so cold/
pleaded with Jesus to spare the jews/told him it wasn't their fault/
it was their leaders sick views/
stood back and watched my ppl get stoned/
watched cities fall and kings be de-throned/
fast forward to present times/but sh.t is still the same/
many have gods but under different names/
kids being killed for the sake of peace/
bombs going off calling for political prisoners release/
i watch the news/but apply my own thought/
world leaders comitting crimes/cases being overturned in court/
i understand my own presence in the chain/if i bit the dust/
who would say my name/seed would cry for me/
but alone he would stand/telling tales to future seeds/
of his father who was a great man.


out.:)
 
Fukk It...One More Verse

I`m a black Socrates with supreme philosphies.
That penetrate your dermis,short circuit you central nervous.
My grey tissue is enriched with black thoughts.
Get a rom upgrade chip,your system can`t support.
The capacity,I have the audacity to slap niggas horizontal.
Then elbow niggas vertical, attack them frontal.
While you worship Marshall Mathers, I delve in "martial matters"
Keep my ying and yang balanced thus my style is phatter.
Channel my "chi", inner light perfection.
While your dysfunction is erectile,I keep an erection.
And walk upright like homo-erectus.
My spine overlayed in steel,you can never wreck this.
My scriptures are forged in sheet rock, impervious.
To attack you slowly realize,now you`re nervous.
Sweat pours from your brow, stomach starts to churn.
You struck first,now it`s my turn.

a little somthin somethin 5minute work out.one
 
Spine overlayed in steel!!!!

just picked one of many hot lines!!!!!

i can see that the ante is being raised to crazy levels..got to handle mine.

Science and Mattu are like renegade jedi/
swift with the words/backed up by planet size 3rd eye/
to battle these kats/you must be wired for detonation/
spread ya wasted parts/across vast continents and nations/
me, i'm in the cipher/trained with mystical gods/
spat verbal darts to lucifer/who defended with marble rods/
thought he had me beat/when he casted a spell to make me dumb/
broke the spell of evil/replaced words with Jamaican rum/
took over hell/and made it wack emcee camp/
verbal blasts from the larnryx/made the blood-drenched walls damp/
casted alone on this earth/to walk barren lands like kane/
ready to seek out rebels/to dare to whisper my hallowed name.

out.:)
 
Peace Kid!!

i'm holding down the nite shift...work is a bit.h!!!..

peace.

out.
:)
 
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Fo some reason, ya have to 'right click/show picture'.




Yo, eat my words coz im spiritually bound ..
i take your hate,and crush it to the ground ..
How dare ya shout out and not mention my name ..
ya know who ya messing wit?now ya gonna get flamed ..
now you gotta realize that what i say is true ..
coz i aint got long, this life is outta luck fool ..
like a messenger i bomb ya wit wrds from the gods ..
hit'em so fast that i drown the whole lot ..
Lyrically powered to drown ya in my rhymes ..
spit'in hard sh.it, enought to blow ya mind ..
Now how many times do i have to say my sh.it is real ..
I think ya understand if ya felt how i feel ..
do the things i did, see the things ive seen ..
cant b bothered wit hate, thats y im keeping it clean ..

<<<<Aint aimed at no-one ..Just had to get it out>>>>

<< Edited try'in to get that pic to wrk >>
 
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Don, Tripod doesn't support remote loading so I guess that's why the pic won't work.

OK, had something else I wanted to get off my chest, this time it's political:

I, spawned from a long line of natives/
hunted by the righteous since 1380/
banned to speak our language by the nationalists/
studied and degraded by race biologists/
segregated, with christianity forced to replace our belief/
land taken from us, placed in reservatories/
more than 700 years of being oppressed by the state/
raped our whole culture to us assimilate/
I might look Scandinavian, but it's all in the back/
just like a person who's a mulatto still qualifies as black/
I hear peeps rap about taxes or how mad thuggish they be/
or how they were thrown in jail for selling crack on the street/
I'm sorry, but I don't feel an ounce of sympathy/
it's just trivial sh*t caused by their own stupidity/
point being, why ya wanna emphazise your personal mishaps/
when there are forces opressing blacks, reds and Lapps/
the sum of all your parts equal to none/
luxurial problems ya could solve in a month/
and as for hiphop, it ain't about being fly/
it's like Tribe said, it's all beats, rhymes and life/
but somewhere along the way ya ruined everything/
turned the message into hoes, Crystal and bling/
ya played the biz in the hands when ya bought ya 5th Benz/
but capitalism ain't one of the four elements/
I'd like to stress there's a bigger question for the scene/
Do ya wanna die standing or live on your knees?/
it's like a/burden ya just can't shake off ya back/
it's like/you'd rather stay a slave than revolt against the pack/
it's kind of/funny that the biggest rapper in world/
is a white trash kid who talk about pills and killing girls/
it's like/the biz have finalized their ultimate creation/
a controversial rapper who looks like he's in the Aryan Nation/
and there he stands as the frontman of a black act/
it's like/they shoot a whole community in the back and/
it's like/they mean that white folks should lead every minority/
I mean/I'm considered white and I get pissed about the way they're portraying me/
cuz I/have nothing in common with the anglo-saxon leadership/
they took my grandma's language and they prohibited it/
it's like/they took our faith and they dismissed every bit of it/
it's like/they took our culture and they kicked the f*ckin sh*t of it/
it's like/all rappers talk about is nothing else but how them be blazin/
it's like/nobody touches on the subject of this racism/
yep, this was my stab on trying to rap politically/
I wish I had the time to do this sh*t more actively/
but for now, I'd like to pass the mic to the next man in line/
I'd like to see somebody try to bite THESE rhymes.

and I'm out.
 
Sh.t son!!!!!

that was killer....best sh.t you laid down so far....:D

felt that all way...:D

out.
 
yeah... I just got tired of all the bullsh.t... tryna expand. aiight, I'm off for today, gotta log off and get home now, I'm hungry as a starving elephant.
 
Yo all yall is wack coz ya postin rhymes on the net like you really had skills if you battle 4 real infront of a mic then i'll give it o ya but rhyming on the net is gay NETCEES

peace
 
haha

Dj Infamous said:
Yo all yall is wack coz ya postin rhymes on the net like you really had skills if you battle 4 real infront of a mic then i'll give it o ya but rhyming on the net is gay NETCEES

peace

are you saying this because you cannot hang anymore??....i've noticed that you have been quiet for the last couple of days...ya not working like myself and others on here..so were are ya????

"i sling beef like a schizophrenic butcher on crack"

until you can write rhymes like these...no comment on others.

out.
 
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