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Guarded By Martyrs
03-08-2008, 11:57 AM
You Heard No Steps Because There Were None...
Like INS Swift'N'Silent You Could Say I'm Sylar-Esc
Taking Heads With My Index Without Pulling Tech's
Searching For Claire Is My Only Care But She Knows To Beware
I Use Immune Devices That Cause Great Crisis And Panik
My Tactics Are Like Inspector Gadgets Mixed With Black Magic
I Fill Cemitaries With Consiglieres...
The Middle Men Get Vaxined And Placed In Quarantine.
And You Hear The Holiest Of Hymns...
This Is When The Cherubims Play The Violins.
When Footprints Vanish In The Snow...Thats When You Know...
Your Time Is Up...You Are All Out Of Luck.
You Get Surrounded By Darkstalkers And Wish You Were Nightcrawler
To Disapear And Be Safe...In What Should We Place Our Faith =
Packing Gats Or Bomb Facts ? A Giant Or Jack
Like Technique Said...I'm Here To Expose 7-Headed Dragons Like Tearmat
Dungeons & Dragons You Can' Phathom..Imagine
A Rocking Chair Moving By Itself Is Bad For Your Mental Health
Define Knowlegde Of Ones Self ?
When I Shine On The Mic You Bitches React Like Gizmo Does To Light
You Become Hellbound When My Bloodhound Bites Down And You Cease To Hear Sound
And All You Heat Holders With The Brimstone Oddur
I Be Cold Like Yoda...
Using The Green Light Saber To Invade Ya
With The Force Thats Greater Than Vader
Imagine A World Where The Birds Don't Fly...And The Dogs Don't Walk
And Only The The Ones Who Have Something To Offer Can Talk
My Mind Wanders With The Beyonders
The Crazy Thoughts I Wield While Lying On The Fence Like Garfield
Oh...And In The Winter Time We Go Walking In The Fields

OTB
03-08-2008, 12:00 PM
stellar work whers-

go to war like apache and pueblo indians with no shieldz-

Guarded By Martyrs
03-08-2008, 12:03 PM
Hahaha
Thanks bro...

OTB made me do it !!!!

PEACE

OTB
03-08-2008, 01:52 PM
blasphemous rappers raps sound thin
OTB your honor, listen while i renounce sin
count him in
pounce on 'em, headz spin off - trounced in the whirlwind

OTB
03-08-2008, 02:07 PM
whers silently enterz the room
instantly a giant war cloud beginz to plume

Guarded By Martyrs
03-08-2008, 02:56 PM
OTB On The Boards...With A Splash Of Irish Like The Corrs
Live & Uncut...Chasing That Paper Making a Fast Buck

Annunaki
03-08-2008, 11:03 PM
ill script

i'm checkin.

Guarded By Martyrs
03-08-2008, 11:43 PM
Thanks^

OTB
03-22-2008, 09:06 AM
its the sign of hellz winter
i crush swine eatin pork rind emcee'z spinez into splinterz
immobilized from neck to toenail
OTB rime immortalized like Show & A.G. Next Level and Full Scale

Suga Duga
03-22-2008, 02:44 PM
hot

Guarded By Martyrs
03-22-2008, 07:22 PM
Hahaha^

Thanks bro

Got another one nearly done...

DR. NICK RIVIERA
04-06-2008, 12:33 PM
hehehhee, I like this shit. maybe I'll translate my shit, and put it up ;)

Guarded By Martyrs
04-06-2008, 12:50 PM
Yeah go for it^

I've got another one ready...

Sleep Sinatra
04-06-2008, 06:11 PM
raw might have 2 jump in this cipher lol....

Sleep Sinatra
04-08-2008, 09:24 PM
I Use Immune Devices That Cause Great Crisis And Panik
My Tactics Are Like Inspector Gadgets Mixed With Black Magic


fuckin ILL line..

Guarded By Martyrs
04-08-2008, 09:44 PM
Thanks Sleep...You are always welcome...Hahahaha

I personaly like the first bit the most...The Sylar part.

Guarded By Martyrs
04-12-2008, 03:24 PM
Whers Moves Incognito...Disapear Like Hiero
To Another Time Zone...Fuck Anyone Who Sits On A Thrown
Servants In Heaven Kings In Hell
Merchants Of Seven Ring The Bells
Open You'r 3rd Eye Like A Tuatara
Move As Swift As Cheetara
Ya'll Get Blown Like Pearl Harbor
I've Read The Unfallable Parables Of The Guidence To Violence
And Granduated Top Of My Class...The Highest
The Sorrow Groans Of Hollow Bones
Trapped In Chains...Survivor Of Pain
Like Braveheart Let Freedom Reign
Father Of Time As Old As Crime...The Hell's Winter Sign
The Mind Of Sylar...I Know How Things Work...Designed To Hurt
You Be Wishing I Catch Glimpse Of A Cheerleaders Skirt
I Throw Darts Like Van Barneveld With The Power Of Gargamel
I Was Bought By The Omen To Bring Forth The Poems...Approach If You Dare
I'm Against The Grain Like A Right-Handed Polar Bear
Do You Allow Suffering Or Stop Care ?
Keep For Yourself Or Share ?
Never Been A Pro...More Like A Virtuoso...Puppet Master Like Gepetto...
Stromboli Unholy Matrimony With Beheadings At The Wedding
The Man With 3 Arms And No Eyes Refuses To Die
300 = This Is Where We Fight...And Where They Die...Wanna Try ?
I Make You Fly...Like Nathan Petrelli Or Vultures In The Serengeti
I'm Cerebral...Stand Tall As Gothic Cathedrals And Steeples Of Evil I See Dead People
Laughing All The Way To The Bank With An Oxygen Tank
Bring Who You Want To Send...This Is No Country For Old Men

D-Infinite
04-13-2008, 04:48 AM
An observational incidence, like Christ in his time
My defined sequential rhymes proceed to splice your enzymes
I stand alone, monolith, “2001: A Space Odyssey”
Society of the cavemen, cowering & surrounding me
There’s bound to be sounds to see, your psyche be floundering
Thunderous echoes with “In The Hall Of The Mountain King”
So deep, crush any mic presence; radios trace me
At subterranean levels, so much as sight reverence
My inner devil’s an advocate on behalf of the mind
Intensive blast of due time, syntax of drastic designs
Plasticine knives form a PICKET FENCE; oppose my double blade
Transcend the hands of God, with the wicked vengeance
The cutting edge, pledging the drunken drawl, inebriated
Incidental dominance means your fall’s alleviated
Homicide of needless risk echoes, reverberates
The terror harmonizes to whatever the murder takes
Present as a force on the five levels of consciousness
Never leave my justice to thrive, revel on consequence
Incisions to the rap abdomen, a dialectic
C-Section, words a blessing, best to infer confessing
Criminology, mixing Henney, tonic, linguistics
My verbal injection brings semiotic specifics
Explicitly, I'm moving throughout the industry
At the speed of sound or light, profound with might
I exist to expound your sight

OTB
04-13-2008, 07:32 AM
servants in heaven kingz in hell
merchants of 7 ring the bellz

^high level poetry whers, mad props

D-Infinite
04-13-2008, 07:51 AM
OTB what you think of my drop? any good?

OTB
04-13-2008, 08:24 AM
yeah D-

sounded like a drunken freestyle on a winter street corner and you got a dull knife in one hand, a bottle of Hen in the other hand, and an official pocketbook on chemistry tucked inside your hoodie-

word, it waz abstract, choppy, yet comez at you precise and clear sometimez too-
i enjoyed the rhythym of it-

peace-

D-Infinite
04-13-2008, 08:40 AM
thanks fam, thats the kinda ish i was going for, some random flowing, stream of consciousness shit, puffin blunts on a cold corner rambling out some dartz!

Sleep Sinatra
04-17-2008, 03:15 PM
I Was Bought By The Omen To Bring Forth The Poems...Approach If You Dare
I'm Against The Grain Like A Right-Handed Polar Bear
Do You Allow Suffering Or Stop Care ?
Keep For Yourself Or Share ?
Never Been A Pro...More Like A Virtuoso...Puppet Master Like Gepetto...
Stromboli Unholy Matrimony With Beheadings At The Wedding
The Man With 3 Arms And No Eyes Refuses To Die
300 = This Is Where We Fight...And Where They Die...Wanna Try ?
I Make You Fly...Like Nathan Petrelli Or Vultures In The Serengeti
I'm Cerebral...Stand Tall As Gothic Cathedrals And Steeples Of Evil I See Dead People
Laughing All The Way To The Bank With An Oxygen Tank
Bring Who You Want To Send...This Is No Country For Old Men

fuckin ill....i can tell u put mad thought into ur rimes, the wordplay and symbolism are crazy,good shit whers

Guarded By Martyrs
04-17-2008, 03:48 PM
Thanks Sleep...
Yeah once in a blue moon I will write a verse.
Art is my real passion but I like this too.

Thanks for the comment.

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Enemy Combatant
04-17-2008, 06:21 PM
oretty dope stuff, good wordplay n flow...i would like to see something from you where you stick to a certain concept or topic...

Guarded By Martyrs
04-18-2008, 02:41 AM
Cheers^
I'll work on that...

MX1
04-25-2008, 02:03 PM
damn, that shits nice

you got some ill lines in there..good shit

Ritter
06-01-2008, 03:35 PM
whers, my dude that is real sick...

Laughing All The Way To The Bank With An Oxygen Tank
Bring Who You Want To Send...This Is No Country For Old Men

Keep it going my man.

Lil' Ruger
06-01-2008, 04:05 PM
so do i just jump in the cypher you kno do it like this
or do i light a dutch and raise the blakk fist
im at this rhymes pin point every continent like an atlas
Demonic smokin chronic gate keep like the nigga from stetsasonic
hang wit niggas who throw it up like vomit
severe punishment chug poisonous tonics
and fukkin wit RazZ-P is futal
the rhymes i spit will burn out ya fukkin pupils
ya funeral im at it leave ya whole face open like the casket
they call me A SON but im really a DIRT BASTARD