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hazidus hitman
04-18-2006, 05:54 PM
i flow shadow style, emerging from the darkness,
eliminating fake MC's who rapping heartless.
mysterious man, as if ive risen from the lake of lochness,
i caress the rhyme style and undress...
the hidden metaphors
bringin hip hop in the purest form
like Ol Dirty Bastard did from dusk till dawn.
keeping flows real
securing the deal
making sure every dog had its 3 course meal.
audible feast enough to satistfy the beast
breakers on the streets get down and move to this beat.
red and blues coughing up bullshit protocol "FUCK THE LAW"
this is what we were born to do whore.
show me the darkest cell youve got,
you can take all you want from me but you cant get hip hop!
it flows through my veins as intoxicating vessels,
taken more seriously than bomb threat distress signals.
archive lyrical missels aimed to hit you,
take the tongue from your throat as if my words are sycles...


any feed back would be appreciated.
PEACE

Claustrofobic
04-22-2006, 09:39 AM
dude thats hot, I like it anyway, nice flow and wordplay.....I like the words you use too

I flow shadow style, emerging from the darkness,
eliminating fake MC's who rapping heartless.
mysterious man, as if ive risen from the lake of lochness,
i caress the rhyme style and undress...


that piece is hot son

hazidus hitman
04-22-2006, 09:41 AM
Greed
Gluttony
Lust
Envy
Sloth
Wrath
Pride

put myself as number one and think of no one but the hitman
stick my dick in your girls ass just to be sure i got the upper-hand.=Greed

i dont give a fuck, i steal candy from a baby
and use it as a sex aid while im porkin your ol lady.=Gluttony


im poppin cherries like a priest in a nunnery
pumpin em up on amyl nitrite and comitin acts of buggery.=Lust

i want my chance in the ring with that fucker 50 cent
buying million dollar mansions, his sallary aint even feelin a dent.=Envy

fuck it, imma just lax out with some NEW ZEALAND home grown buddah
order delivery food, hittin xbox and rollin another hootah.=Sloth

you look at me sideways imma grab you buy your fuckin throat
feel my furious power bitch, got you scared and bleating like a goat.=Wrath

i got crazy experience and skill behind me to back me up
try your best to eliminate the hitman, i guarantee you aint man enough.=Pride

hazidus hitman
04-22-2006, 09:45 AM
dude thats hot, I like it anyway, nice flow and wordplay.....I like the words you use too



that piece is hot son

cheers bro, appreciate it

Killer Falcon
04-22-2006, 10:48 AM
the first verse was decent, not a great flow as a whole but some nice punchlines and metaphors. the second verse was nice as well, can see you've made a better attempt at rhythm, but you've got too many syllables in most bars for it to really work on a beat. your lyricism has potential tho. if you tidy up your rhyme schemes and bars this could be a lot better.

peace

hazidus hitman
04-22-2006, 06:29 PM
the first verse was decent, not a great flow as a whole but some nice punchlines and metaphors. the second verse was nice as well, can see you've made a better attempt at rhythm, but you've got too many syllables in most bars for it to really work on a beat. your lyricism has potential tho. if you tidy up your rhyme schemes and bars this could be a lot better.

peace

good shit bro, i need the feedback so i can see what i gotta work on. cheers

Sirkulayshun
04-22-2006, 07:03 PM
the 1st first is good. i didnt find the flo that good but the metaphors and ur choice of words are nice. the second 1 had a better flo but as they said its 2 many syllables in some lines 4 a beat. but its tight tho..i like the vocabulary in the 1st verse more than the 2nd but overall its tight...just get it on track wit a beat and its dope

oDoUoSoKo
04-22-2006, 07:05 PM
thx for the shout out

hazidus hitman
04-22-2006, 07:29 PM
the 1st first is good. i didnt find the flo that good but the metaphors and ur choice of words are nice. the second 1 had a better flo but as they said its 2 many syllables in some lines 4 a beat. but its tight tho..i like the vocabulary in the 1st verse more than the 2nd but overall its tight...just get it on track wit a beat and its dope

sweet bro, cheers. imma have to get the pen and pad to use and work on syllable word play...

hazidus hitman
04-22-2006, 07:30 PM
thx for the shout out

reprazent!

hazidus hitman
04-23-2006, 09:19 AM
i got the crazy mathematical mindframe, im insane
doc sez the growth's on the left sid of my brain.
im fuckin wired tonight, just got sirverely fucked up in a fight
bruises on my rib cage got crazed pain and swelling somite.
do i react with force or be patient and let nature take its course,
jail time seems surreal i feel immune to all laws.
fuck it imma react like a soldier
show this fool whos blood runs colder.
a simple open palm to the throat,
knife edge rear naked choke,
hidden master in a cloak.
i minimise the usage in the airways with pain intense,
vocals no longer open but with a crushed circumference.
millitary tactics flow out my body through my torso
lethal and fearsome i got bodys droppin like a domino.

Jay_Cross [7th sun]
04-23-2006, 10:17 AM
This shit is cool. After the last one I just want to ask: Who are you??? :D

hazidus hitman
04-23-2006, 08:45 PM
']This shit is cool. After the last one I just want to ask: Who are you??? :D

cheers bro. lol what do you mean who am i?

Jay_Cross [7th sun]
04-24-2006, 01:11 PM
I MEAN: "Which of the underground rapper - genius's you are???" :D :D :D Cmon! Just sayin' that you have some real skilllz ;) Keep up!

hazidus hitman
04-24-2006, 06:13 PM
haha cheers dude

hazidus hitman
05-09-2006, 09:36 PM
fuck the sunny days,
i inflict pain and cause rain to thunderstorm over these ways.
im a lighning strike with forces uncomprehendable,
under an illuminis flash you see my tactics arnet bendable,
i render fools into defensive position to detain,
my words are tools as your reminiscing me your pain.
i plan to see civilizations crumble,
whole city turned to ruble,
you know you fucked up, you see me expressing your in trouble,
like lambs to the slaughter,
save your wife and daughter,
sacraficial consequences will be the survival of your race,
too many people running unnable to justify why to meet fate,
pillaging and riots as a panic spreads like deseases,
flames express rage the slow bodys life ceases,
the government initiates to strike back,
mass weapons used to ward the attack,
whiplash a whole nations skys turn black,
dust and debri, lungs inhailing poisoned ash,
the rage sets in as death is surreal your friends turn cannabalistic,
line corpses up for mass burials your souls empty and animalistic,
judgement day is so close and the end of this life,
not machines but plagues got you contemplating the knife,
with one push of a button the world is put down and extinguished,
im counting on life after death because i feel my soul hasnt finished...

hazidus hitman
05-11-2006, 09:54 PM
fuck a mic check,
my rhymes set,
poppin lyrics that fuck up your acoustics.
you like it like that bitch?
get left with a stitch,
from your ass hole to pussy lips, SPLIT.
imma teach you how to gargle dick,
got you suckin it,
turned around and fuckin it,
while im clutchin tits.
no phone number in exchange,
bitich you too strange,
immature playin head games,
mentally deranged.
talkin shit to all your girl friends,
they listenin shit stirring with pad and pens,
while hiding in there mental dens,
cos i fed dick to all them clucking hens.
i got numbers like a phone book,
stealin hearts like a runaway sex crook....

hazidus hitman
05-16-2006, 05:10 AM
yo, i knuckle dust for the fuck of lust,
bitches get turned inside out when i bust,
creamy coated in my white stuff,
my baby batters on the target filling milfs muffs,
i got bitches on my bed stuck by hand cuffs.
i gotta get up and go to work,
stank pussy smell on my favourite shirt,
consequences of a weekend flirt....

fuck the lock down laws of societys rivalries,
im on a mision to spread my seed away from disease,
i got the forces of impact whenever i look back,
my boys deployed in readiness for the combat,
hitting the trained profesionals,
forcefully attacking sentinels,
rendering useless, removing genetals,
like machines these men arnet sentimental,
trained individuals,
the countries criminals,
flows broken by barriers defense,
this shit gets intense,
hip hops the defense,
the back of the shattered frame the game remains the same its a shame how the men of fame tend to be detained and refrained from making statements government conspiracey which makes no sense.

hazidus hitman
05-29-2006, 09:54 PM
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deep brown eyes, im here to improvise,
hidden warrior in desguise lyrical no lies, truth dies, unbelievable life ties,
sweeter than the sweetest pussy buried between deep thighs,
god forgive us, send us back your angel we all sinners,
cheesy drug induced grinners,
attack a fellow brother gun slingers.
backstabbers surround the population with hate, lungs deflate,
groups of armed teenagers infiltrate, in a vague attempt to bypass fate.
i see the innocent cry, mothers holding childeren and asking why,
clutch onto hope and pray, only the fittest will see the light of another day, or will they?

hazidus hitman
05-30-2006, 09:49 AM
ive been dropped on my head several times as a baby,
fuck slim shady imma show this bitch who flows crazy.
i stab an old lady with a spoon headbutt and mugg her,
stupid bitch shouldnt'v been in my room, it was my mother.
i got nappy rash from about 6 weeks ago,
or is it an infection passed on from my cousin joe?
fuck knows! i got 11 fingers and 7 toes,
"i is special" like michael jackson without a nose,
"i learned a new word today"
its the name of a weapon
two letters,aye kay (AK)
i just got out of hospital, i used my pin dick as a lock pick,
good things these "man tools" when its stiff it works a trick!
this homeless guy asked me for some money this morning,
i made him my bitch for 3 hours and classed it as whore scoring.
hes still bound and gagged in the far side of the reserve,
with a gimp mask on awaiting on my return.
i had better go now tho but i promise to return in a while,
you might see me around i have 5 teeth and an affable smile...



haha just thaught id give the fucked up crazy shit a go...its quite fun to write random bullshit, lol. whatta you recon?

ElusiveFugitive
05-30-2006, 06:46 PM
got the crazy mathematical mindframe, im insane
doc sez the growth's on the left sid of my brain.
im fuckin wired tonight, just got sirverely fucked up in a fight
bruises on my rib cage got crazed pain and swelling somite.
do i react with force or be patient and let nature take its course,
jail time seems surreal i feel immune to all laws.
fuck it imma react like a soldier
show this fool whos blood runs colder.
a simple open palm to the throat,
knife edge rear naked choke,
hidden master in a cloak.
i minimise the usage in the airways with pain intense,
vocals no longer open but with a crushed circumference.
millitary tactics flow out my body through my torso
lethal and fearsome i got bodys droppin like a domino.

What up Hazidus! And I thought Scribe was the only Mainlander who could flow...Otautahi has some skills afterall lol

By the way, I like your storytelling. The imagery in the bar highlighted at the bottom is tight. Your rhymes are improving...Keep the ink flowing

ONE LOVE

hazidus hitman
05-30-2006, 09:39 PM
What up Hazidus! And I thought Scribe was the only Mainlander who could flow...Otautahi has some skills afterall lol

By the way, I like your storytelling. The imagery in the bar highlighted at the bottom is tight. Your rhymes are improving...Keep the ink flowing

ONE LOVE

kia ora rawa atu!

cheers bro, yea practice makes perfect aye.
im just flexin, havin fun.
cheers for the feedback to bro!

PEACE!

ElusiveFugitive
05-31-2006, 12:30 AM
ka pai ehoa ma, ka kite ano! :thumbup:

By the way, peep my thread when you have a chance...
A little aotearoa flavoured street poetry

hazidus hitman
05-31-2006, 08:16 AM
WRITTEN FOR MANAIA!

the call to arm transmitts through, rest a few,
weapons load and rifles hang askew.
a tear runs down a grown mans face, eliminate,
hate evaporating without a trace.
"TO YOUR FEET"! is the order given from higher authority, dignity robery,
payed by the government for criminology.
we march on like robots following order like an animal, hungry cannibals,
to destroy populations efficiently like we Hannibal.
no time to loose focus, millitarys opus, swarming plague we replicate locusts.
rules of engagement are exempt, obligations repent,
men display no sentiment on the hunt for oppositional remnant.
we engage at 1600 hours, superhuman powers,
wives fantasizing funeral flowers.
no backing down now your property of the military, soldier not a fairy,
rifle muzzle flash of light beams glary.
oponants fire back with furious angry projectiles, evil crocodile smiles,
fake courage portrays to our rivals.
visions of home flash past in illusion, heart in my throat lost in confusion,
still caught up in justifications delusion.
"I MUST SURVIVE!", which means the enimy must die, rules of survival apply,
discard orders i no longer comply.
i have made at least ten peoples fate, a choice i contemplate,
"WHY THE FUCK ARE WE HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!?"


aight, i know this shit is crazy, but war shit is deep as to me having my brother recently deported to East Timor for the shit thats going on over there. PEACE BRO, IM THERE WITH YOU!
so gimme sum feed back on this one, let me know what this rhyme actually said to you as aposed to just lyrics.
appreciate it

Peace!

JackOfHearts
05-31-2006, 11:41 AM
well i will comment on the lyrics, i thought that were insanely good, mental! and cos the lyrics were so mental u managed to paint a fuckin brutal mental picture of war- i found the question at the end u leev intrestin because it contrasts with the rest of the poem which in a way gloryfies the role of a soldier........reeli likein it, well played!

Eversick666
05-31-2006, 10:12 PM
yo,man beyond DOPE,one of the best Ive read in a bit,painting is a strong point for you,like the style your flippen.stay up and keep rippen the threadz..

peace

eversick666

ElusiveFugitive
05-31-2006, 10:58 PM
a tear runs down a grown mans face, eliminate,
hate evaporating without a trace.

visions of home flash past in illusion, heart in my throat lost in confusion,
still caught up in justifications delusion.
"I MUST SURVIVE!", which means the enimy must die, rules of survival apply,
discard orders i no longer comply.

i have made at least ten peoples fate, a choice i contemplate,
"WHY THE FUCK ARE WE HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!?"

Peace Hazidus, you're elevating for sure... The were my favourite quotables

ONE LOVE
Elusive

hazidus hitman
06-01-2006, 02:44 AM
awsome! cheers for the feed back, it is a realy meaningfull verse to me aye so im glad yous liked it!
keep it coming, pointers, critisism, pros & cons all welcome.

PEACE

hazidus hitman
06-05-2006, 05:02 PM
bumpin this, lookin for feedback on that last verse.

Killer Falcon
06-06-2006, 05:06 PM
that was a dope verse. leaves a strong impression of how you feel about war. the lyricism was really good, i'm feeling your imagery and great use of vocab. i can picture vividly what you talk about, sparks the imagination. keep up the good work, i'll be sure to check out anything more you post up.

peace

hazidus hitman
06-07-2006, 06:15 AM
that was a dope verse. leaves a strong impression of how you feel about war. the lyricism was really good, i'm feeling your imagery and great use of vocab. i can picture vividly what you talk about, sparks the imagination. keep up the good work, i'll be sure to check out anything more you post up.

peace

cheers for the feedback winte, apreciate it, i might have to spit verse two of that one just to show the destruction and devistation caused by such an event (war).

PEACE

hazidus hitman
06-27-2006, 06:53 AM
ayo, im drunk of tequila,
fully armed drug dealer,
escaped bandit, im the muther fuckin soul healer.
lung destroyer,
weed deployer.
into your lungs like loaded guns,
shotgun lyrics with whack puns.
im the man your parents warned you about,
supplying weed in the drought,
you scream and shout,
your prescription is what its all about.
50 bag of top notch chronic,
fukin you up like gin and tonic,
my baggies supersonic.
i cause fakers to cough blood,
trippin sinkin in mud,
reality overcomes with a thud.
christilized like horny housewives,
pussy dives,
screamin suicide when i arrive.
this is strait up audio abuse,
ya head limp and hangin in a noose,
fuck what you choose.
i throw the book at all you whack MC's,
steppin up and tryin-a challenge the real G's,
you face the hitman you immatatable wanabe.
check ya pulse that shit is missin beats,
heart attack toy boy never been on the streetz.
fuck the immatureness be unwritten,
lyricisim be in the hearts of MC's spitten,
never bitten,
never re-written.


fuking drunk off tequila rite now, thaught id have a spit cause i havent in ages.

PEACE

woz t
06-30-2006, 06:27 AM
yo thats hot read sum of my rhymes ul probly laugh ur ass off but i try

hazidus hitman
07-14-2006, 04:04 AM
aight stoned on dro,
whack rhymes shit spitting like a homo,
ya think you got a chance to show,
immature boy you aint ever gona grow.
with one swift strike,
ya drink gets spiked and i snatch the mic,
freestyle spittin tongue drippin like a dyke.
this is verbal extasy,
dont try and step to me,
think twice cos like GARY GRICE i shatter fake MC's and bitchass wannabes.
get some general knowledge of lyricism,
pathetic rhyme scheme attempting to portrey criminalism.
so whens ya next album gona be released?
your threats are weak,
bullshit fakers like yaself become deceased.
take careful observation of my lyrical demonstration,
its the final explination to the scientific investigation.

you got the vocabulary of a chimpanze,
my rhymes close knit and attack automically,
i got a compulsive disorder of rappin supersonically,
so i shatter ya face like an amature lobotomy.
bring it on "toy boy" im the real McCoy,
destinctively visual missiles seek and destroy.
i got rhymes to keep a bitch like you confused for days,
the same cunfusion YOU get on MARIJUANACITY talkin bowt purple haze.
your a faker whome imma expose,
rhyme styles so oldchool its begining to corrode,
my freshness enters ya eardrum an i just watch you implode.
blistered hands from too much materbation,
virgin boy like yaselfs a disgrace to ya nation,
come to close ta me and imma preform definistration.
death is only the beginning when you challenge the HITMAN,
imma sink you faster than a strugling elephant in quicksand.

haha!
nice effort with ya last verse and im not being sarcastic,
actually i lied that shits weak "what are you a spastic"?
ya
three
word
bars
are
childish
and
pathetic,
if you cant tell allready im playing "ya dont want me to get hectic".
i be classed as the vocab bomber,
otherwise described as an unexplained phenomena.
i got the flows to keep hoes drippin,
jump-rope skippin,
finger lickin,
home made LSD trippin.
supplied dealer im the soul stealer,
heat seeker with a meat cleaver.
i wait patiently for your attack,
laugh and counteract,
load the weponry then strike back.
impact leaves scientist evidence for imprisonment,
homicide revised and expose ya parents sentiment.
the most feared on the face of this earth,
had you pissin the bed since ya date of birth.

10 minutes on tooth paste,
ya must think i got time to waste?
fuck it imma erradicate ya whole face,
and burn ya ass like Sodium bicarbonate.
walkin on thin ice got me contemplating homicide,
pain inflicts with the sharp sting of injected flouride.
lines of evil rock coke immatates the bigger man,
but you misteakin the white powder for my triclosan.
betta than me MC fukin bullshit verbal constipation,
the missing ingrediant you search for im ya remineralization.
the smell in the air emmits a welcoming fragrance,
like the feel of McCleans numbing desensitizing agents.
gettin me to spit my verse is like awaiting your fate,
its inevitable and tasteless like dicalcium phosphate.
dont ever step to me accusing this is prewritten,
otherwise youl leave limbless like youve been shark bitten.
away you go kid and scrub ya teeth cos ya growing a titis,
ya breath be stinkin too like you got periodontitis with gingivitis.

ya personality does nothing but bug me,
fate be in the form of a mic and reacts consequently.
ya seem to have allot to say but no sophistication,
like a burned MP accrediting his own acclamation.
amature MC with home made credentials,
spitin laughable lyrics that aint even reputable.
okay, heres the deal kid, imma give you pointers fo free,
number one: spit a bar thats got more words than three.
number two: look up in the dictionary the word metaphor,
learn to use it cos ya weakness got me feastin like a crazed carnivore.
number three: learn to flow like a proper MC
cos from what i see from you ya just another amature wannabe.
number four: stop talkin bullshit like a neardy net geek,
sayin you produced an album "u got no cred on the street!"
number five: get a rhyme scheme thats workable,
ya shits like a limp dick that fully not jerkable.
number six: aim brutal to the target with ya lyrics,
styles so pansy its used in childerens books limericks
master that then we'll see if ya decent,
quit spittin bullshit like you a fukin adolescent.