When I’m in the mood, I start flowing at a faster pace I will lyrically assassinate, any one in the way of my masterpiece I got to create, to devastate careers of each and every emcee I leave them in tears, if they start to test me Now adays it seems as if rap is at an all time low So just sit back and listen as the greatest of all time flows Just to set things clear, my style aint the ones of a juvenile Its beauty-foul, to see about 10 thousand crowds Who aint booing me out, when I deliver rhymes I rock you from your liver to your spine Leave you froze in the spotlight, unable to spit another line Got you unable to speak like Papadoc, in 8 mile Watch as emcees freeze, drop to they knees with they fake style I’m the last one on this pla-net you wanna test My rhymes get delivered like federal express And UPS, going door to door, shipping my tapes Rappers, cant wait till I give them a break 1, 2, 3, 4 then 5, I get live, survive and strive describes the 5-0-5 | ||
Got ya body floatin', I'm the river levitatin' situation waitin' paintin' full of education. You probably don't even kno what I said cause you're a sick boy, drop you in the mud and make ya dirt boy. But please keep up , cause once I take off you gonna wish you had a screen saver. But oh you're a pity , can't even make a good rhyme if your life was on it. What I write is dedication to a good successful nation. Take notes cause you could learn somethin'. You started at the bottom and you're still at the bottom. I could write 3 words and still make someone inspired. | ||
I’m in my prime, Writing a defined rhyme, Fighting a designed crime, The sighting said victory is mine, It’s exciting and fine, Typing this line, Refining and guiding this time, Combining and perfecting the line, Just sublime, Showing this poem, Erecting, reflecting and growing, Selecting, respecting and knowing, That corrections are under-going, Flowing and glowing, Like the vision of a fire, The recognition I require, One day I’ll get the acquisition I desire, I display more ambition as I get higher, A better technician as I perspire, Keeping motivation until I retire, Until the end of the wire, Until then take a seat, I’m still blazing the heat, I’m still raising your seat, The thrill amazing the street, Uphill never grazing defeat, A skill that’s loud and never discrete, I will fulfil I’m endowed in this beat, Proud and here to compete, I’m like a curse I cause stress, Lines so diverse people feel hope-less, Times will get worse more job-less, A country in reverse but nevertheless, Here’s a free verse for Word Press. | ||
People start knowing, There lyrics are like the waves, their flowing, Because im going in harder than an olympian rowing, This aint just a poem, This is a Clown with a talent he’s finally showing, Kept quiet since 1991, But now he’s blowing stuff apart like a Gatling Gun, New on the scene, Constructing he’s been, Just like a transformer he’s a machine, He’ll mentally tear out your heart then rip you apart, Infect your brain then drive you insane, Now he’s in his element, The destruction is evident, Who you are is irrelevant, He’ll take on you and your whole regiment, Going down for theft because he’s stealing the show, No haters left they all drown in this flow, His verbal brakes are faulty, So there’s no stopping, No stopping these lyrics he continues dropping, He’s like the Terminator he always comes back, No where to hide everyone’s under attack, Because there’s no escaping, His verbal raping, Clowns finally prevailing, Only the best remaining, He’s finally out of that abyss, Narrowed from that gorge, Climbed out of that pit, And will no longer be ignored, Here to destroy all the traitors and his haters, To make a point to all the strangers and his neighbours, That hes broke through the barricade, Theres no longer an obstruction, This is not a serenade, This is just destruction, Cause what you see if what you get, He’ll put you out like a cigarette, A walking talking nicorette, Verbal carnage you will never forget! | ||
Keep keepin it real, Achilles heel. Never getting dirty, stainless steal. Started from the Caribbean sea, to a masters degree the true MC. Sitting under a beach tree, straight vitamin c. You got no swagger, stab you with a dagger. Got you cowering no more devouring. You look like a faggot, got you in a habit. Go home, before I take a shot at your dome. Got an M9, and you ain't got more time. Let me finish you, right after I diminish you. | ||
skittlez you better watch who your talking to armand will destroy you he don't need a crew hes lyrics ain't trash don't get him mad he will smash he will hit you like a head on collision crash you better watch who you diss your mama ain't here to give you a kiss i have a relationship with your sis ill take armands light work and destroy it ill hit you so hard you'll have to quit am the next lil wayne ill show you some paine ill cut your vein ill cut your leg you'll have to walk with a cane your bleeding you have a stein the cop pulled you over your in the wrong lane ill shot you with my gun haha am having to much fun the bullets hit you are you still stun? you hungry go eat that hunny bun i walk down the street with my bling you have no bling all you have is a string you suck at rapping you should start to sing | ||
Dis is a new age of rap/u all shud b ready to clap/i see niqqas in da forum..who rap cnt score a mark/niqqas am drawin out a map../cus am da bst in dis brawl/dis jst an int of my clawn/cus if i spit mre...all wud bown/all r0und i wear ya crowns/i get pieced up with wack rhymes/if u ar up 4 my lines/jst invite me&let put out da light | ||
Yo, im the kid who has always been the victim But im getting sick of their crap and I just want to hit em. Youve done good man, you put up a good fight. But now its time for a new face to take flight. Thats me the best rapper here you see, Let me hear you all say You the REAL OG | ||
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