View Full Version : me and sheepish (HIP-HOP)

Lil' Ruger
01-27-2007, 12:39 PM

My def of
My def of

MY DEF OF HIP-HOP is and forever will be
Grimey gritty and filthy
Even when they play me like slots and try ta tilt me
Killen wealthy and guilty
The mic is a weapon a bomb if used right
It can use the power of dark or light
Brighten the day and pitch the night
Slaughtering minds with NO LYRICAL SIGHT
Who gets iller on the SPIT CONE?
Remember when my first beats gave off a drone?
No freestyle session could HIP alone
While the crowd HOP to da sawng
Niggas leanin like they in a game of limbo
Play summin stupid and get smacked da fuck up like I was KIMBO
Now the genre is collecting DUMB DEAF AND BLIND BIMBOS
Everybody got CRAZY ASS schisms
But I stay one from the top like antidisestablishmentarianism
And people like what did he say?
Niggas gotta stop associating white rappers with the KKK
If they was would they play “nigger” ball with you?
No they throw up some swastickas and tell you too piss off jew
So with that said RACISM AINT KOO
And most people mistake It for a comedy TOOL (KRAMER)

My def of
My def of

(sheepish lord of chaos)
These emcees nowadays are
Weak, wack n lame that brings shame to the game
These emcees nowadays are jokes n blokes that
Don’t know how to follow a leader/
They just get rained n drained on
Like NBA twos, threes n frees/
Cuz they too busy trying to get paid in full
By stomping the yard thinking they’re/
Fierce n large don’t call it nice n tight
There weaker than a 60 watt light bulb/
That can’t even speak without cussing
Respecting architects is ya lowest prospect/
Get a hold of ya selves we the only genre that doesn’t
R-E-S-P-E-C-T their pioneers like so many my dear/
While you cruising I’m bruising emcees n rappers alike
Beyond five gears while coming up in the rear view mirror/
Pole positioning spit while still whispering thinking that something
Shiny and brand new since the ying and yang did it/
Cats been doing that for years beyond the bottom
Coming up here all crunk before that there was/
Just two turntables and mic is all you needed
To move the crowd and let the rhythm hit e’m/
So if you sweated the technique better make ya next
Competition short n sweet wit less prospect to take on/

My def of
My def of

tha god concept
01-27-2007, 02:00 PM
Me Reign & Sheepish reap spit, like we coffin in coffins talkin while sleepin
vlad the impailer creepin, and keepin large holly amounts
penetrate the slums like the gums of the dark old count
fangs stained like prison chain gangs runnin threw swamps escaped from man made
zoo life activity..thats what prisons be
3 to 5 turn a homosapien into preditory insntinct beasts
tomahawk native chiefs choppin old pan handlesrs gold
two more notches of the old tall totumpoles
lost reservation teenager hatred, gasoline huffs hold
take a breath and get dusted like rusted bones
cluchin ancient mumified hieroglyphic sacred poems
the sarcofigus incantation death toll reached pill form
rape ya mom and steal the first born baby bling kong
the jungle prince takin over what daddy slept on
archeologist fingure print on the gold thrones war tones
battlefield weaponary sharp like razar cell phones
callin the dealer for mental warfare ammunitions, peel back cats like velcro sneakers
cold hearted hot heads blazin heaters on heartless thief kids
steal ya tongue from ya dental fast as narcs that leak shit
drug 411 talkin to the fiend that needs this
grape vine rumours like the karma that reaches these kids that dont take part and stay lit under bleachers
smokin cess, eyes bleedin like girlies period seepin
blunt smoke thick green`n` smellin like skunk seamen
road-kill smoke krills with heathans
unreasonable amounts of cocaine stuck in my mouth and nasal cavity
so high i understand time travel while explaining the training of defying gravity, to a crack head and his whore Mallory, actually
realize what happened and myself laughs at me
gradually come back to reality and bang my verbal D.E at mc's
then hit up my m.e.n.s.a meeting at three, penetrate my thoughts that i thought i lost off e's

01-27-2007, 05:09 PM
Good shit fam.

Keep it up

01-28-2007, 02:10 AM
Upppppin Nice Shit

Lil' Ruger
01-28-2007, 02:11 AM
peace fam thanks for all the feed.

sory it took me awhile for me too get my verse sheepish.

01-28-2007, 10:41 AM
peace fam thanks for all the feed.

sory it took me awhile for me too get my verse sheepish.

its aight fam

01-29-2007, 12:37 AM

Bigot Hitman
01-29-2007, 04:07 PM
Its a aite collab, but sheepish u get too crazy wit the flow sometimes an u should add more words that rhyme on that verse to make it sound right. Reign u slowly gettin better, the flow is striaght, lyrics is simple and to the point. So i give this shit 7.5/10

01-29-2007, 04:09 PM
pretty good ya'll keep droppin' em!

Lil' Ruger
01-29-2007, 06:10 PM
Thanks Fam!