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Big Risk
07-02-2005, 08:27 PM
Im about to get fucking ANGRY
my razor sharp vocals cut through the rope when ya try to hang me.
Blood stain me. Ill just laugh
you just another dead motha fucka addin up like math.
you get slashed, Slain down by the divine sword of Allah.
i leave you fucked up and shitty like a bathroom stall.
lets brawl. crack ya glass jaw.
and the smalla they are, the easier they fall.
And im bigga, And im about to smash you.
blast you, send 6 past you. and unmask you.
reveling ya bitch self.
intoxicatin ya health, with sick flows.
producin more aids than white labmens, betta yet six hoes.
Youre washed up like the ideas of euality
i fall you fallwit me.
and die wit me.
cry wit me, because when im hurt youre hurt.
when i get hot, you get burnt.

GuardianOne
07-03-2005, 06:30 AM
Its rough and tight (no mercy for the other guys). Nice verse, i suppose you were busting on this verse.

Peace
PS: Keep posting

Big Risk
07-03-2005, 04:10 PM
thanks man, yeah, I kept it serious on this one, never really spit like this EVER.

Big Risk
07-16-2005, 08:37 PM
And i made a verse for a new song im recording, tell me what you think. Critiques please.

My blood runs straight from italy.
none of ya faggots mean shit ta me.
Ill knock your seed out and perform a vasectomy.
You could never figure me out even if you disected me.
Ill murder your whole family just so God will have respect for me.
Life perfected me.
Now Im the ultra being.
I got 4 eyes metophorically,I'm ultra seeing.
Ill devour your whole mental, as if I was jeffrey dahma.
Got crazed and twisted thoughts, like a terroristc bomba.
slice ya body up like muh fuckin beef at benihanas.
feed ya remains to paranahs.
I sit back and ponda.
what is the reason why everything fucked.
Why did my pops smoke pot conceaving me, puffed.
sucks, maybe thats why i grew up so demented.
keepin flows stucked in my head,thoughts cemented.
I have to have contintment. Or less Im lost.
Confusing like robert frost.
Hard life is what its cost.
Fuck this, I cant be procrastinate
I cant be second place I must muh fuckin master it.
take my style and bastard it. no one could copy even if they fuckin captured it.
My raps imaculent. You sit back and become impressed.
question my style faggot, you get addressed.
Never rap apon request.
I keep it simple.
dumb shitheads talking shit to the point i pot them mother fuckers like pimples.
punch they head creatin dimples. I keep it dirty.
Go head, pull ya guns, it cant hurt me.
ya childish threats dont alert me.

Sicka than aidZ
07-16-2005, 08:46 PM
its alright man......it sounds like a freestyle.....if u work on it for awhile the shit will be tight......i like the first 10 lines or so the best......"u couldnt figure me out if u disected me".....thats some cool shit. keep tearin shit uuuup, peeaace

JOHNNY_TICAL
07-16-2005, 10:48 PM
Confusing like robert frost.



damn dat line is pretty sick... i have 2 admit.... overall ... nice shit...


bring da mutha fucken ruckus!


peace !!!

jjh_38
07-17-2005, 12:01 AM
Your flow actually reads really smooth. Your rhymes are good and your vocabs aite too.. i find your lines to be somewhat bland tho.. i dunno.. still i think that overall this was an pretty decent piece

Big Risk
07-17-2005, 08:38 AM
thanks guys, peace

deadlymelody
07-17-2005, 11:05 PM
It's decent

Big Risk
07-18-2005, 10:13 AM
I spit it in audio, i dunno, I can get my breath quite easily. Sep for like one part i have to go for just a little bit longer. thanks for the feedguys, peace.

SHRAP
07-18-2005, 12:54 PM
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BRASSKNUCKLED PAI MEI
07-18-2005, 01:05 PM
Nice... for having it put together like a quilt

Big Risk
05-10-2006, 08:32 PM
Sorry for any typos.



Big Risk the realest
so bad the CIA fear us
everyday villians take billions
teachin children how to rip mics and make millions
puffin gars like scilians, bombin buildins.
we speak of real things.
its cold world son, with sex, blood, bills and pill fiends
......life will make you wanna kill things.
Drugs will make you steal things
and change you mental sceme
broken dreams of making cream
down the drain
the pains feuled by the rain
and when it rains it pours so its hard to maintain.
stress will crash your mainframe.
problems big like a great dane.
......some are goals unatainable.
My hate is unexplainable.
my thoughts are unpaintable.
im uncapable of fuckin over people close to me.
thats how it suposed to be, im only hoping g that hopefully my kids will catch on listen carefully and grow from me.
lifes a bitch she choking me.
I ask God if he jokin me.
.....cause honestly i cant believe shit.
im chained to hip hop i cant leave it.
.....this shits Essential like i breathe it.

Big Risk
06-12-2006, 02:23 PM
Im like deaths epiphany
I take lives and cause misery
Rule infinity, and drank blood for centuries
Im underground, hell bound you beat down and not found
Itís hot now?
You get burnt afta the hammer pounds
Gun sounds that be my nightly music
My crews sick, hit you wit the bird or nightstick
An ice pick, or whatever death ya wife picks
You p---- wet f-----s get crushed and might miss, your one opportunity to run home wit pant piss.
You insect, my flow infects your intellect.
Aint no fret, you p---ies just dyin to get wet
F--- sets, my shot leave you flyin like jets
Disrespect, and thatís the reason deaths in effect.
Connect teks to ya necks, leave ya spine on church steps
Next, rappas trying to murder my style
Im free to scrap, murder fags rockin a smile.
Im vile, cats layed out like floor tiles
You bitch my boys hear you cryin from four miles away
End ya life but ya girl can stay, I got plans
It consist of trains and gangbangs
Simple and plain, you knocked the fuck out of the mainframe
Im cruel, but thatís the way the devil plays the pain game
Im lethargic, your whole f----- crew is a target
Barge in, knock ya whole world off the margin.
Big risk the death sergeant
Saw spinnin, blood splash stains my Lenin
You f---, you talk shit in the beginning and now you shook?
Thatís the oldest trick in the book.
You scared, so scared you can barely look, crook.
My hate my blatantly obvious.
My shots hot, so hot you swear that lava hit
Born straight out of hells lava pit.
You talk alota shit but wont do shit against alota spics.
You pricks, might aswell quit before Im pissed
Big Risk 2006.

mashqauck
06-12-2006, 04:59 PM
Barge in, knock ya whole world off the margin.
Big risk the death sergeant

I like this cert the most