Sheepish Lord Of Chaos Thread

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

It’s the…. You know what I’m a say
So I’m a speak and spray like niggaz was using “Speak & Say”/
Explain making, taking you seriously
Isn’t nothing funny the only that makes me laugh/
Is how these niggaz reflect there weakness in their craft
Even wit Jay gone niggaz after the throne/
Trying to clone the flow, stealing phrases using e’m
As hooks I don’t look past, while looking to the future’s past/
Get off the casket you bastard disgracing the way
I display it like funeral ties all black and eyes wide/
Mines is never shut like Tom Cruise I bruise emcees
Misuse there careers like crack heads snorting away their lives/
Get cha mind open niggaz ain’t focused
I swarm the block like locus leaving you motionless/
If you “The Watcher” then what cha watching
I’m clocking rocking nothing but skills/
Get e’m golden give it to e’m told e’m I was coming
Start cha drumming, roll out the red carpeting so I can get it started/
I’m returning as “The Bat” begins his quest for vengeance I’m relentless when it comes 2 the pursuit of happiness/
So don’t confuse me wit all that sappiness’
Can I get a witness like The LA riots did/
Who tired of this and that, we need 2 revolt before the government rolls over us Like the massacre at Tennimen square/
Get past the glamour and glare of the Bentley and Mayback Can’t say I got that cuz my riches haven’t hit puberty yet/
I spit maturity renown for doing me or smoking the trees Appeasing more audiences than U.N. press conferences/
Trying 2 bomb this it’s gonna end when you ain’t
Breathing but the way I play no gat or knife/
I strike you on the mic best ante up them skills
Cuz I’m built like The Pyramids and I ain’t falling of Sphinx’s Nose/
Just do me a favor don’t jinx your self, quit kidding your self Keep your health plan and coverage and leave me alone like MJ/
Even thou crime pays the grimy ways get you stalled out Like doubt so I’m running a marathon man to get outta this jam/

[Rebel_INS]

Yo man im feelin that verse. Keep shit up

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good looks uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Driven got the movements straighten
Tighten like the tightest screw
I ain’t ready 2 give up and lose
I’m a win at what ever it takes



Gotten the movement straighten
Tighten like a nut and bolt/
Halting no production
Connecting to stationary design/
Alkaline mastering crafts
Getting the architects to take it back 2 the drawing board/
Owning flows foolish like Eddie & P dreaming of me
Like shorty dreamed of genie/
Pictorials be inspecting things a chastise
Breast be best when full frontal unclothed molding skin tight/
Torturous minds don’t get the design driven guided
Importing instruction describing production designs/
Signatures signed grinding aligning minding iron out
Wrinkle clicking picking off emcees wit sharp aim/
Don’t sweat the technique maybe a lil “Sheepish”
This Lord of Chaos display odd defying feats wit the right type of beats/



Driven got the movements straighten
Tighten like the tightest screw
I ain’t ready 2 give up and lose
I’m a win at what ever it takes

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Doesn’t bother a brother, a mother or a child
Yes I’m wild but not wild enough to buck a child’s window/
Art imitates life and vise a versa, it’s a daily curse um….We living in a world today…../
Where funerals are as common as a new born being born Hitting high notes even sparking quotes told I’m “The New Hope”/
Like Star Wars attributing rhymes distributing versatility Wit performing cutting most down from dusk til dawning/
I’m on it professors got characters etched sketched in my head a…Getting it when the red goes off like Al Pachino’s Scarface/
We relate to a flick giving us the blueprint to win or loseScrew the game we gonna make our name is what we say/



Back in the day I used to play wit Gi-Joes
And say this will be the day…..this is my heroes
Back in the day I used to play Michael Jackson
And say this will be the day…when we’re free indeed
Back in the day I used to play wit my 8Bit Nintendo
And say this will be the day…..when we ain’t into it no more

[GuardianOne]

Quite to the point. Hey i have not seen much of your posts here in the temple? Nice verse it gets one to think of past things (reflecting, remenicing) i haven't quite come accross a verse that does that. I liked it simple but fluent!!!!!!!!! Want to see more of your posts .

Peace

[Rebel_INS]

Its decent. Keep it up

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good looking

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Insight driven discovering
The likes like the Covenant/
Posing fleshing out drifting from life
To time dropping scriptures inadmissible pictures/
Clipping and editing pages salvaging methods preparing
Staring the gift horse in the face/
Taste the blood the Muslims, Christians
And Jews bleed a hundred years ago/
You know the ledge get the edge pledge allegiance
Flagging bestow growing up in the ghetto/
Amongst the drugs, hoes, crime and pain
The barrio mind Navarro cold as a frozen tundra/
We plunder graves of ancient civilizations to show our
History saved memories, and extremities even technology/
Ecology knowledge born property curetting artifacts
Contracted past the opposition even baring the fruit of our dead street scrolls/



Rooted thoughts
Was the renaissance
From Harlem to Rome back to the twentieth century
Rooted thoughts
Was the math that was bought?
From me to you I bloom this flower for you
Rooted thoughts



Graph syntax entering documented information
Israel foreign score scaring baron bottom/
Rock mics teaching marketing strategies
Patterned after the control savior paving ways/
Posted signs dreaming scam iron pokers doper than
Hoffa I lost Marta calling me the son solider of Bethlehem/
Equaling the power of man in our hands /
I pen away theses scripts send e’m I print to film
Got a catalog of rhymes loaded on USB Drives/
Deporting unloading information on a clergy
They asked me to participate I said I would think it over/
Played some “Ray Charles” after seeing the film
Wondered about Caribbean & Hawaiian sun/
Asking me if I wanted rebuild the islands bring e’m back
To reality making e’m prosper like academy awards & the Oscars/

Rooted thoughts
Was the renaissance
From Harlem to Rome back to the twentieth century
Rooted thoughts
Was the math that was bought?
From me to you I bloom this flower for you
Rooted thoughts

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[GuardianOne]

I like the way you biult this one , i was actually notice the build up in the first verse, and the second continued but later changed, which was also done well. Nice verse,liked the way you built this one and the rhymes, some you kept on check.

Peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

yeah this intrestlingly enough was inspired by two things:
A: watching Indiana Jones Trilogy
B: Listening to Canibus "Rip The Jacker" LP allot

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Ayyo
Back for more, one more score
Penned seven years ago when I was still abstract logical/
Got too many bars to kill
Or pen when I’m in writing more lead/
Even when I’m not
I’m always thinking of e’m/
Inking the pad making sure I’m Glad
So don’t get mad get MADE like MTV advertises/
Or your could be “Blowing Up” like BET did wit “Fatty Koo” Trying your hands at “College Hill” or MTV’s “The Real World”/
if you ain’t feeling that then drop a bullet to your brain
Cuz I can’t say anything that’ll make you feel better/
I’m a “Byte This” like the WWE’s George “The Animal” Steel Try welding a razor or I’ll cut cha wit just the mic cord/
Leave more emcees board than “Backboard Stretchers” analytical Wit the wittiest punches leaving you more swollen than members/
It’ll be a cold December starting all the way in January
Can’t cure me like Kanye I blaze any stage wit more ways than book in a Page/
Out the cage take e’m out awaken like a Vampire in the daytime Can’t SOAP me like “General Hospital” when I rock wit a threshold/
Pressure sucks when your brain get’s sqooze my flows be pros While yours be slutting outta psycho wards at Hutchings/
Don’t fuck wit The Technical One or you’ll be done like Mike Tyson after his fight wit Kevin McBride/

[GuardianOne]

This was a bit hard to grasp the flow, although you mentioned a lot of well known facts.
I thought you used a lot of general knowledge, buts its alright since you seemed to be busting.

Peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Sheepish Lord of Chaos


Associated press gossip columns & feature stories
Rap reviews, The Source & XXL reviews sold to the highest bidder/
Critical acclaim music nowadays be board & stalemate
Rap needs a new dictatorship that ain’t dominated by commercial shit/
Lyricist need to step there game up just to sell records you sell ya soul for Fools Platinum & Gold break the mold talk about something worth wild/
Be bold as Star & Buckwild can’t get no racier lyrically niggaz Are nothing but gimmicks out to mimic reality & life/
Don’t see the consequences behind the lies they lead children believing We gonna be saved, first off we gotta change our selves/
Emcees who’ve exploded onto the scene selling there soul in exchange For what Wu-Tang deemed C.R.E.A.M. Cash Rules Everything Around Me/
And this motherfuckers ain’t seeing shit but stars after the tears comes the laughter and before that comes the fear of knowing your wack but WTF!/
This whole BEFF issue is contraire
To popular belief that it’s just battling/
But words can be said but these niggaz & white
Collared folks only see dollar signs instead/
So before yo walk out the store wit cha NEW CD in hand Think about what cha putting in your ears & inside yo head instead/

[Rebel_INS]

Nice keep it up bro

[Dae Ja Nae]

Way to get you point across man ... Nice isht ... keep slinging that fire.

Peace

[GuardianOne]

The title has less meaning than you verse. The verse has more to it and a lot of meaning. Nice verse, here you semed to be protesting to a certain society, but keep it broad- cause its not just to a specifi people. Nice balance of the lyrics.

Peace
PS: Keep posting. This verse reminds of the Sunz Of Man album (The last shall be first). The Knowledge it contains (your verse).

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Flip the script these newbie’s don’t know shit about developing lyrics I rip the track wit kung fu and chop suey making their eye black & blue/
You know me the tactician ripping verbally wit sharp knife precision Disturbing fish and gerbils making these herbals look up definitions/
Questioning the operation lyrically stapling points to the pad
Drafting cash outta accounts over seeing when reading papers/
Disciples trace me back to the days of The Wu, Big, Pac and Nas kid If you didn’t feel their shit your considered a newbie/
Can’t school a mastermind in charge bombing you façade your made up masquerade exposing you like Van Gogh/
Oh know don’t get blazed as I raise my sons wit pens
Instead slapping in them head for not scripting scrolls rolled out/
Doped out in the lex I connect wit checks outta date wait for a sermon Burn mics like evaporating vermin airborne viruses/

[MASTER PAI MEI]

Busting Chops !!!! Yeah PEACE

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

More than a lyricist, I am the definition of it
Killing words accompanied by nouns and verbs/
If you trying English the lyrics trying to tap into it
Hit cha conduit The Technical One will shock u into it/
A thousand volts do not bolt like lighting it is me the technical one Schooling these one time losers, drug abusers, can’t fucks wit NET/
I am next to rep like Cansaco on deck metabolic steroids leave most Toyed employing me to write cha most gangteristic raps/
Exactly can’t capture me like closed caption unless your Deaf, dumb and blind you’s the 10 percent we reinvent the other 5 teach it/
Can’t feature shit my spit will leave ya dumbfounded slumped over in ya whip trying recite the verse I flipped/
Daring me by the time you figure out I’m back on my grind clipping wings like acupuncture after puncturing it stings/
Fling it up in the spring get my winter thing binging like Crosby prolly shorty looking like Tyra Banks or somebody maybe my hobby or job be/
Putting more weight on me than David Copperfield doing illusions at the Ritz Hotel making a quarter mill, looking like a drug cartel/
Yes I spark well taking hits like Mark Brunell no homo, expel words making u herb out faster than a virgin who wants it but can’t take the pressure of pleasure/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Assorted flavors suits peeping tops checking
Surveillance camera angles looking for me to slip/
Fuck the clips I rip mics like machines gunning for ghosts Taking ya blue and red pills thinking u can escape me/
Aka, "The Human Matrix" I do not play for shit I just speak it Leaving you trying to quits like a heavy smoker/
I do not thinks so, u better resolve ya woes before ya foes Gang up, plot, and destroy ya/
I ain’t cha employer I’m Techwon the lyrical destroyer
Compacting completive action into a short minute/
You ain’t no menace or causing no massacre you is a bastard A walking casket ain’t blasting you think the nets the fastest/
Way to get the game mastered I’m past that like a fat kid eating A pound cake don’t fake the funk let’s unite and show e’m up/
If you nicer then prove it or else ya wealth are pennies not dollars I got flows cemented in stone blowing the locks of u fake rappers/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[Killer Falcon]

thats a pretty nice verse man. the thing i think you could improve on it tho is to sort out the bars a bit, in some lines you had two which made it kinda hard to read. keep up with the good work.

peace

[GuardianOne]

Nice flow, i suppose you were busting.

Peace
PS: Keep posting

[GuardianOne]

It was a raw verse, some areas seemed to have its own knowledge, whilst the other parts were like you where busting. But nice verse, it flowed well (although the references - put things into perspective)

Peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Gets the NASDAQ putting my APPLE on track
Trying to recoup the INTEL check me like Dow Jones/
On the phone it’s NYNEX or BELL exponent covert
Like AT&T connecting it ain’t me similar to MCI & SPRINT/
Fixing rates like TIMER WARNER on the corner making a buck
Ducking the Po’s my flows save me from throwing the knife 2 my wrist/
Ending this shit but I ain’t checking in like VERIZON arms a rising similar to stock prices profiting from others misfortune/
I ain’t out to disproportionate the inflation rate that loans make
Continuous educating me I need the BANK OF AMERICA/
To stop hassling me for pesos I ain’t state I have yo
Collecting on my intellect trying to put me in CHECK SYSTEMS/
I ain’t rich or kill a bitch like Norman Bates and shit
I flip my flows like RICH PORTER did Coke yo/
If you ain’t feeling me take a number cuz critics ain’t shit too me
But another ROBERT EBERT that can’t relate to it/

[IslamicAssassin]

My flows colder than freon.
Most of you rap niggaz is PAWNS.
I'm advancin' my BISHOP and QUEEN.
Leavin' you KINGZ stuck at d1.
Acknowledge fate.
Flow is outstanding like a college rate.
Or city hustlers shoeboxes
accumulatin' out-of-state.
I guess the basic message
I'm trying to insinuate
is that I'm like Bobby Fischer
and Maurice Ashley.
A little Garry Kasparov.
A little Boris Spassky.
Except I aint a Chessmaster.
But I will none the less blast ya'.
A hip-hop thugsta, like Eazy E.
Play corners like a ROOK.
Poisonous like Inspektah Deck
joining BBD.
Aint none of yall niggaz movin' me.
So come all out ya' face
like a protected KNIGHT at 2c,
you'll think it was two of me.
You was smokin' 64 squares,
up in the bing, tied.
I was occupying ya' castle, up on ya' queenside.

[Grim Reapa]

YO VERY NICE U NEW AND THAT WUZ PRETTY GOOD I DONT SAY THAT ABOUT EVERYBODY HOMIE PM ME IF U WANNA JOIN MY GROUP SUPREME MATHEMATIX 1

[u-turn]

nice verse

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

nice verse
thanks and the other kid had a nice verse 2

[GuardianOne]

It flowed well, with the references it got some lost since they did not know some of the names. But it seemed on point.

Peace
PS: And IslamicAssassin good looking out, nice verse with the chess and all, keep posting-like to see more of your verses.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Open ya mind escape the parallels of modern society
Seek the information Enquiring minds wanna know/
I need variety in my life strike the match spread knowledge
Similar to a wildfire out west while the east lay their head 2 rest/
Nature nurtured us we’re guests on the playing field called Earth
Ring the bell accompany many approaching the bench awaiting my sentence/
Commenting on points given appointed lawyers doing us wrong
Like Tom Sawyer I bomb yall make ya smell Napalm in the morning/
Politics quick the submit to corporate greed seen in seeds instilled in drinks, Infecting our mental wit advertisements constantly implanting hatred in us/
Even thou some consider the raps I rap is abstract I connect wit different heads applying know-how like FEDS apply them selves on taking us down/
This ain’t no count I’m real live on mound throwing heaters at any batter that appears daring to face the Best-Even-Now/
I suggest Better-Efforts-Niggaz cause you can’t touch the logical lyrical armed material fearing the truth I speak up in the booth tearing off da roof/

[ODBRIP7]

Yo u aiight dun.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Actual facts detract truths listen to the grooves
Called it soothing I’m moving heads wit my Darts/
Sparking just a thought fought the principles listening
To their points don’t dent what I about as if I was ignoring them/
Expand my mind thou others gathering garments stitching together clothes Patches bought me a salvation creating an army worthy like James in a Lakers Jersey/
Ain’t shit gonna disturb me I Ruff Ryde the thought you seeing my demise I got redemption within a verses grasp don’t be gassed just breathe and I’ll stop/
Leaving you dropped like baby spanked for misbehaving seeing the wavier judgmental on the sentence dropped on me like a surprise to me/

[J.T.S.]

I liked this won, tight stay up lord.

[GuardianOne]

It seems you're not being creative, or maybe you're not really interested in this verse. Can also relate to the title (kind of just for the sake)

Peace
PS: Keep posting, and try an be a bit serious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[GuardianOne]

Here you lyrical display was better, and it had its flow. Rhymed well also. Keep posting the first part was nice although the last seemed like you had lost the touch. But it was nice.

Peace
PS:Keep posting

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I can spit and bring the funk
Without being Punk’D by Ashton but Dem Need more than PO’s to get me/
Calling it a slam dunk when you getting
Stomped out while we’re wildin’ out and we not on Crunk Juice/
I don’t need skits to show e’m I’m ludicrous
Lyrically you’re new to this just know I’m focused and you got excuses/
I hope you don’t need a raft cuz you’re gonna sink or swim
Sharks infest that water pull ya head out cha ass cuz ya at the alter/
Hope you ain’t getting married to chick right there heard she got
More men than a sperm bank got donors on average basis/
I take any test and pass it spit more words
Then you ungrateful bastards don’t even acknowledge my merit/
I shoot you off the tersest and I don’t need 9 shots
Just to make me a star just gimme a beat and I’ll write cha some bars/
Hope you don’t go far, cuz I’m coming to collect
My checks and royalties like the IRS You Owe me/

[GuardianOne]

You where a bit creative with this verse, though not too much. But you seem to be gaining more on the lyrical side.

Peace
PS:Keep posting

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

If you daring me
I’m a start attacking/
Rapidly folding hands you pansies
Can’t tangle or tango wit an emcee/
Such that thee signees couldn’t see wit beyond
Skin deep starting to creep like TLC but I’m beyond the/
F the bull you red wit slop down these hills
I fill paragraph wit mines aligned wit wires that trip/
Booby traps in depth wrecking ya whole set
Disconnecting any plans you may set in the end/
Rendering you helpless cuz you’re more than selfish
I’m worth something cuz you see me in you and vise versa/
After every conversation you creating notions closed wit caption
Mastering techniques that’s supposed to be oblique to me unique/
Don’t freak when I speak activating knowledge you bought
From books laid wit hooks looking for my ways to be crooked/
I took my rhymes up another notch like emcees that supposed to
Be diplomatically abrasive creating landmarks for others to start/
Instead they tarnish the pavement making it hard for up and comers
To spark they’re own movement like Wu Tang I’m improving/
Approving schools and footages crafting movements that
Start something and finish what cha once sparked/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Best start checking ya net worth before you set up
Your own network I’m go beyond that and build wet works/
Expertly throw darts fart on track act up wildly
I spark flames accurately disturbing the peace/
It’s the year of the beast and I’m about to feast
Roast ya like Jimmy Carter barter cargo before entry/
Max the password entry latch key any emcees
Want the best of me before I publish the recipe/
Let’s see how you perform before I discipline any disciple
Marveling like cake I bake fake never the funk and dunk/
Don’t get found out of state trying to debate me
Like Son of Sam I do damage like cameras wit panoramic view/
Don’t dare and skip a class or skip school I fucks wit fools
Who dare and test me and my temper you’re tamper wit a dragon/
Cancerous wit appeal I weld a sword plus a pistol
That’ll never wit give into demands like the president takes a stand/
I put my people first like artist do their fans fuck the winds flowing
I’m sharper than any dot that isn’t a descendant of the sun/
Doesn’t matter what venue I religious align mine wit just matter
That I hold the torch of morality and face the reality they give us/
I ain’t gonna whitewash my rhymes so we should whitewash our kids mind remember they’re like a sponge absorbing material at alarming rate/
This isn’t something dated I’m speaking on I’m speaking on topics that isn’t the norm for music or rap in general let’s do what we can to challenge people/
Not steep into that hole we call being dumb, deaf and blind
To fact that isn’t exact but is truth when you speak it and repeat it/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I abuse any track you give me whether it’s Premo or any other
Producer, you can’t out slay me wit cha simplistic lingo/
I run ring around emcees without a high school degree
And a college diploma over throw ya like we need 2 do 2 Bush/
Fuck any emcee that ain’t putting his full apex best protect yours
Cuz I’m coming like a thousand natural disasters/
Calling me devilish is only the tip of the iceberg
Lyrically you don’t even register on my sensors/
Fickling green dots drop heat on your spot don’t even know
We got spies in your region that’ll assassinate cha on prompt/
I map out strategies to battle any daring to test me
It’s like playing chess without learning it your self/
Better start training cuz I’m The Mike Psycho devastating
Most notables leave you dumbfound picking your brain off the floor/
Reattaching it to ya spine I just ripped outta like Scorpion this is
Mortal Kombat better bring ya best or you should enlist I suggest/
Detesting most sucker emcees that dare and test the first man they seeThinking objectively there a rookie when in fact I book you like a bookie/

[adedwutang]

i didnt like it that much, it just didnt flo rite, not ur best, actually i dont even know wut ur best is but im hopin that ones not it

[GuardianOne]

It was distorted, but somehow seemed to flow well. I don't know how you did that? Although some parts where noticeably of point (bu was not to obvious).

Peace
PS: Keep posting

[TUCO]

It was distorted, but somehow seemed to flow well. I don't know how you did that? Although some parts where noticeably of point (bu was not to obvious).

Peace
PS: Keep posting
no homo

[J.T.S.]

Best start checking ya net worth before you set up
Your own network I’m go beyond that and build wet works/
Expertly throw darts fart on track act up wildly
I spark flames accurately disturbing the peace/
It’s the year of the beast and I’m about to feast
Roast ya like Jimmy Carter barter cargo before entry/
Max the password entry latch key any emcees
Want the best of me before I publish the recipe/
Let’s see how you perform before I discipline any disciple
Marveling like cake I bake fake never the funk and dunk/
Don’t get found out of state trying to debate me
Like Son of Sam I do damage like cameras wit panoramic view/
Don’t dare and skip a class or skip school I fucks wit fools
Who dare and test me and my temper you’re tamper wit a dragon/
Cancerous wit appeal I weld a sword plus a pistol
That’ll never wit give into demands like the president takes a stand/
I put my people first like artist do their fans fuck the winds flowing
I’m sharper than any dot that isn’t a descendant of the sun/
Doesn’t matter what venue I religious align mine wit just matter
That I hold the torch of morality and face the reality they give us/
I ain’t gonna whitewash my rhymes so we should whitewash our kids mind remember they’re like a sponge absorbing material at alarming rate/
This isn’t something dated I’m speaking on I’m speaking on topics that isn’t the norm for music or rap in general let’s do what we can to challenge people/
Not steep into that hole we call being dumb, deaf and blind
To fact that isn’t exact but is truth when you speak it and repeat it/

That was ill! Keep it live yo!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin wtf can i get a witness!!!!!!!!!!

[MASTER PAI MEI]

Its nice IMO it would be better if just lumped together and read instead of barring it up...PEaCE

[6what131]

Its nice IMO it would be better if just lumped together and read instead of barring it up

exactly right

[GuardianOne]

Its a nice verse, the start seemed like some "mission impossible" stuff but later on in the verse it gained its stracture (content based). But liked the way you use your words. Well towards the end of the verse it seems to justify the title.

Peace
PS:Keep posting

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Good Lookin'

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

With tragedy come’s the critical criticism, the truth and realism
Lyrically you get to exercise ya right to free speech while I starve & die/
From dieases preventable but I lost everything to the storm man
Whether it’s a hurricane, a tornado or a flood I ain’t got shit so help me/
Ain’t defending bush but son could of reacted faster wit food and aide Regardless of the Jet Lag I bring a barf bag along for the scenery/
Striking the empire back like this was return of the Jedi
Need I say I spit fire retire the best or stress the rest I ain’t complicated/
I’m just stressed wit the stature of action being taken so I begun blasting those who portray us as looters, instead of the hoosiers so I’m a have to bruise ya/
Defuse ya like a bomb who’s armed I’m calmer speech wrote cha off thinking the comments ain’t the end we need to take a stand/
Instead of complaining donate besides trying to receive that instant rebate I cremate emcees and speakers who reaching I’m teaching respect like Aretha/
I ain’t seen it but we all got fam all over we’re all brother and sisters rooted from an African heritage doesn’t matter of skin pigmentation/
We’re all created equal state in the constitution but the miss use of it, If this happened we ain’t prepared for an attack is this is the best can do/

[Visionz]

Word, you got me wanting to step up my game.......


Supreme mathematics teaches that we unify as One
Talking heads forgot about the Father, they talk more bout the Son
But words are mere words if the action's undone
Can't love thy neighbor by sending them off to dye by the gun
Toil for the oil cause there's bank accounts to feed
Bush don't send help to those in need
Cause there's nothing there to motivate his greed
If it was rich, white, people wouldn't have took a day to get'em saved
They'd get a quick reminder them when they needed help on their next campaign
Paints a cataclysm in the division between the rich and the poor
Greedy mothafucka's get all they got and still want more
Lace up these bootstraps cause I'm ready for war
Bout to remind the masses what it is we're fighting for
Pack up the Quran, a bullhorn and settle the score

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

nice feelin it son

[TeknicelStylez]

Word, you got me wanting to step up my game.......


Supreme mathematics teaches that we unify as One
Talking heads forgot about the Father, they talk more bout the Son
But words are mere words if the action's undone
Can't love thy neighbor by sending them off to dye by the gun
Toil for the oil cause there's bank accounts to feed
Bush don't send help to those in need
Cause there's nothing there to motivate his greed
If it was rich, white, people wouldn't have took a day to get'em saved
They'd get a quick reminder them when they needed help on their next campaign
Paints a cataclysm in the division between the rich and the poor
Greedy mothafucka's get all they got and still want more
Lace up these bootstraps cause I'm ready for war
Bout to remind the masses what it is we're fighting for
Pack up the Quran, a bullhorn and settle the scoreHold up now, lets not get too pretentious
Examine the severe effect of malicious intentions
How can we help the cause if we all in detentions
Now this revolution aint a modern invention
Many have faught for the same reasons
Freedom, and now they got even less Freedom
Cuz they behind bars and the C.O's won't Free em
Violent criminals is how the public always see's em
We outnumbered HE say he aint playin Believe Em
They'll run in our house and take us while we sleepin
Can't defend against an enemy that stay creepin
Half the populations in a slumber and gettin dumber
More and more youth in the hood die every summer
Remember what we fighting for we fight for PEACE
Only way thats accomplished is if violence is ceased

Pens mightier than the sword...

But if it come down to it yall know what to do, draw the swords.

[Visionz]

Feelin those lyrics.....


Let the lyrics be sunshine
To cave-dwellers, givin sight to the blind
Stay just as focused as the first day I dropped rhymes
This world is the Matrix, I free'em one mind at a time
This revolution here is years in the makin
Power in numbers, this world is ours for the takin
But make no mistakin about an unwise plan
Just look at Hampton to see how you can get done by the Man
The revolution's solution can't come at the barrel of a gun
That's justification for the national guard to murder everyone
To kill the problem you gotta go to the source
Slay the media and the greed, no need for remorse
Masses been dumbed down we gotta smarten 'em up
Teach the children how the system's corrupt
Tell 'em to look at the cocaine and the CIA
And how this nation steady following murderous ways
And that you got to hit those books up to find your way outta the maze
Tell'em that special interest is a river of greed
That the rich float on while the poor drown in neglected needs
And if we wanna see a difference we got to damn that shit
Step out with a brush & paint a pictures that hits
Wanna see a change? We gotta do that shit

[TeknicelStylez]

Feelin those lyrics.....


Let the lyrics be sunshine
To cave-dwellers, givin sight to the blind
Stay just as focused as the first day I dropped rhymes
This world is the Matrix, I free'em one mind at a time
This revolution here is years in the makin
Power in numbers, this world is ours for the takin
But make no mistakin about an unwise plan
Just look at Hampton to see how you can get done by the Man
The revolution's solution can't come at the barrel of a gun
That's justification for the national guard to murder everyone
To kill the problem you gotta go to the source
Slay the media and the greed, no need for remorse
Masses been dumbed down we gotta smarten 'em up
Teach the children how the system's corrupt
Tell 'em to look at the cocaine and the CIA
And how this nation steady following murderous ways
And that you got to hit those books up to find your way outta the maze
Tell'em that special interest is a river of greed
That the rich float on while the poor drown in neglected needs
And if we wanna see a difference we got to damn that shit
Step out with a brush & paint a pictures that hits
Wanna see a change? We gotta do that shitSTRAIGHT THE FLUNK UP

Words of truth, I love these forums

[Dae Ja Nae]

Feelin those lyrics.....


Let the lyrics be sunshine
To cave-dwellers, givin sight to the blind
Stay just as focused as the first day I dropped rhymes
This world is the Matrix, I free'em one mind at a time
This revolution here is years in the makin
Power in numbers, this world is ours for the takin
But make no mistakin about an unwise plan
Just look at Hampton to see how you can get done by the Man
The revolution's solution can't come at the barrel of a gun
That's justification for the national guard to murder everyone
To kill the problem you gotta go to the source
Slay the media and the greed, no need for remorse
Masses been dumbed down we gotta smarten 'em up
Teach the children how the system's corrupt
Tell 'em to look at the cocaine and the CIA
And how this nation steady following murderous ways
And that you got to hit those books up to find your way outta the maze
Tell'em that special interest is a river of greed
That the rich float on while the poor drown in neglected needs
And if we wanna see a difference we got to damn that shit
Step out with a brush & paint a pictures that hits
Wanna see a change? We gotta do that shit
Way to flow yo ... I can definitely relate to what you're saying ...

http://wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?p=142290#post142290 (http://wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?p=142290#post142290) ...

Peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

nice verses yall

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

We need that money but health care another story
The government ain’t giving us Nathan they just playing the role of Satan/
Waiting for a disaster I’m past the love now I hate the game
They play wit human lives fuck racism we’re human beings/
I ain’t ringing up no heads, but government can help us
And make sure we’re feed and sheltered/
This is what we get a dirty hand, and slow plan
Failing as week speak, thousand heads is dying daily/
Not but gun fire or crack sales they dying cuz they’re
Starving ain’t got no clear water and they done lost they’re kids/
Flying cross country separating families just to make sure they’re healthy You gonna cut taxes but no fix the levies where’s ya power now u ain’t ready/
For every tear I shed is another head lost in the storm
This isn’t a third world country this our home land and we ain’t banded/
We’re scatter and stranded, we got the Red Cross donating but FEMA Ain’t shit but feudal disorganization, we’re our Homeland Security now/
I ain’t desecrating but just making a statement whether u agree or not
Fuck it if you we’re black you wouldn’t be republican/
Cuz we stay helpping the world out for our intentions
Now I see why the rest of the globe resist us and our charitable contributions/
At least when Clinton was in office we had gasoline
And reserves we’re let loose before our pockets we’re abused/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin 4 da cause

[Luther Large]

nice stuff all ya'll....too much too quote

[J.T.S.]

Tight shit from everyone in here!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Slang imperial Eastern lingo touching palms
Dart material sword apparel calling me swordsman/
Beats or rhymes documenting word intention
Lyrical convention I’m known to mention/
My hoods intention Cuse Town revolution
Armed evolving word marveling cutting heads/
Chopping boards losing ya mind in compacted
Like rats in a maze canceling funds taken & head to the prime/
I rhyme on line or often offline lingering round my city
Even at scholarly events I print texts lecturing heads on tempeture/
Diminishing emcees making them a downgrade I stay ciphering
Evolving like the planetary system from Aristotle to Copernicus/
I learn this speech through traveling the hoods and from the elite
I re-group and beat the street breaking over beats while emcees speak/
Played the quite roll for a number of years then busted out of my shell
One day during a dance I ripped the mic and killed the nicest/
Now I’m studying emcees such as Nas & Wu Tang for tactics
Topics and strategies to approaching the game played by many, learned by few/

[XCAPEE]

Slang imperial Eastern lingo touching palms
Dart material sword apparel calling me swordsman/
Beats or rhymes documenting word intention
Lyrical convention I’m known to mention/
^^
^those were ma favourite lines man..tight sh1t

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Slang imperial Eastern lingo touching palms
Dart material sword apparel calling me swordsman/
Beats or rhymes documenting word intention
Lyrical convention I’m known to mention/
^^
^those were ma favourite lines man..tight sh1t

YEAH I LOVE THE WAY I SPARKED THE VERSE OFF THOU

[Dae Ja Nae]

Just wondering ... do you have anything recorded? ... I really want to get a better sense of how your flow is, you know ... how you link your lines ... let me know somethin'

Peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Inventive get the insensitive nature
Needing an incentive to capture/
Any action master mature
Viewed as obscured/
Detoured ways displayed
Played the blitz making me full equipped/
Whether it’s Madden or ESPN
I played it like a show on UPN/
Get the flow never departure from the formula
I’m the author booking you on the fourth who ya/

[PJ FlemFlam]

nice joe

[BlaK FuRYaN]

some decent messages...abit irregular with the flow...but it was aight...

peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Remember me? If not your gonna
Know me like a cat who got AIDS/
I ain’t fading like tape reels & DNA
I’m coming like car jackers after Shaq/
Carrying every article of handheld weaponry
You can possibly think of without blinking/
Try inking a your name without fingers to grip wit
I flip it like Anakin Skywalker switched sides/
Thinking slick talking is gonna force me to loose focus
And make u remain hopeful loose that prospect before I…. /
Disconnect cha power like Niagara Mohawk & Con Edison
Can’t even combine for the hurt & suffering by Rita & Katrina/
I’m readily steady online grime dogging out the president
Out of his mind put e’m in place of a homeless man or women/

Take it back
Take back TV
Take back Radio
Take back music
Take back the streets
Take back the beats
Take back our hoods
Take it back
Take it back to our roots
Take it back
Take it back

This ain’t no celebrity being Punk’D
This is me trying to feed cha food for thought/
Shit can’t be bought in ya local grocery store
It can be found in any library or bookstore/
I cook up something marvelous for ya mouth
To water flood the entire floor like Noah Ark/
Just because I’m hooded up wit all black on
Doesn’t make me gothic lyrically you’re ignorant/
Can’t even pigeon hole me cuz this can’t even be circumvent
Remaining relevant to any thing I represent/
Even it consequent it’s truth revealed shielded by grace
Taste my sword on the field of any wars scoring goals never folding/

Take it back
Take back TV
Take back Radio
Take back music
Take back the streets
Take back the beats
Take back our hoods
Take it back
Take it back to our roots
Take it back
Take it back

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

This is Me
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?p=208501#post208501

Rooted Thoughts
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?t=1242

Take It Back
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?t=9878

5 BARZ
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?t=8973

Shadowboxing Dojo III #1
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?p=173561#post173561

Technical Slang
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?t=7883

Shadowboxing Dojo III #2
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?p=167959#post167959

When Tragedy Strikes
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?t=7125

Shadowboxing Dojo III #3
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?p=144868#post144868

Democratic Entry
http://www.wutangcorp.com/showthread.php?t=6141

*all my recent joints man holla back wit some replys

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Came from earth birthed as B-E-N
Now I’m going from Pluto to Mars/
Exposing any flaws causing a ruckus
Thinking you can even fuck wit us/
It’s a must I bust any mic you hand to me
Leaving you engulfed in the eye of the storm/
Wanna touch palms think not I rhyme explosive
Concluding any track swarming like a white locus/
Asking like you ain’t focused think you need to notice
This man right here is evident & confident to represent/
My mantra is The Technical One sounding off as Techwon
Lyrically your odds are zero to none slimmer than any Jim u bite on/
Opps thought you said something forgot the mics not on
Pay your ya rent and ya power might be turned back on/

This is me & who I am
If you don’t like it
Don’t buy it
This is me & who I am
Fuck what cha think
This is me
I’m a do me regardless
This is me & who I am
You can get it blam, blam

Can’t move me yall, now I’m hard a rock
Is it hard to see me don’t blink or I’ll erase you’re entire species/
Heard yall got jokes about me
Don’t take this as one so lightly/
Take it as a grain of salt & just don’t get caught
Opp’s you didn’t see it I guess it’s your fault/
Right place, wrong time to present cha rhyme
How would cha like hassled for every bit of you’re time/
Take this advice if you don’t wanna be in the limelight
Don’t try and shine bright cuz paparazzi will be all over u all night/
Take it from a emcee that’s free just cuz I ain’t got a deal doesn’t mean I ain’t got that star appeal I just play my card differently/
It ain’t about drugs, sex & violence that thing the sell u on TV is a lie Bit of scandals making you’re parents go CHILL! Like an iceberg/

This is me & who I am
If you don’t like it
Don’t buy it
This is me & who I am
Fuck what cha think
This is me
I’m a do me regardless
This is me & who I am
You can get it blam, blam

[Dae Ja Nae]

Came from earth birthed as B-E-N
Now I’m going from Pluto to Mars/
Exposing any flaws causing a ruckus
Thinking you can even fuck wit us/
It’s a must I bust any mic you hand to me
Leaving you engulfed in the eye of the storm/
Wanna touch palms think not I rhyme explosive
Concluding any track swarming like a white locus/
Asking like you ain’t focused think you need to notice
This man right here is evident & confident to represent/
My mantra is The Technical One sounding off as Techwon
Lyrically your odds are zero to none slimmer than any Jim u bite on/
Opps thought you said something forgot the mics not on
Pay your ya rent and ya power might be turned back on/

This is me & who I am
If you don’t like it
Don’t buy it
This is me & who I am
Fuck what cha think
This is me
I’m a do me regardless
This is me & who I am
You can get it blam, blam

Can’t move me yall, now I’m hard a rock
Is it hard to see me don’t blink or I’ll erase you’re entire species/
Heard yall got jokes about me
Don’t take this as one so lightly/
Take it as a grain of salt & just don’t get caught
Opp’s you didn’t see it I guess it’s your fault/
Right place, wrong time to present cha rhyme
How would cha like hassled for every bit of you’re time/
Take this advice if you don’t wanna be in the limelight
Don’t try and shine bright cuz paparazzi will be all over u all night/
Take it from a emcee that’s free just cuz I ain’t got a deal doesn’t mean I ain’t got that star appeal I just play my card differently/
It ain’t about drugs, sex & violence that thing the sell u on TV is a lie Bit of scandals making you’re parents go CHILL! Like an iceberg/

This is me & who I am
If you don’t like it
Don’t buy it
This is me & who I am
Fuck what cha think
This is me
I’m a do me regardless
This is me & who I am
You can get it blam, blam
Nice piece here man ... kinda reminded me of Sheek. Drop some audio of you have any.

Peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

It’s that new world water
That odor that sinks up our atmosphere/
Poured into a cup vast of urine couldn’t cure
Asking me if I’ve been blasting too much MF Doom lately /
I say nah your just lyrically uninspired like ya spine
Stricken wit scoliosis making you virtually paralyzed/
Exercise ya right to free spit doesn’t matter if it’s in a cipher
Or just rhyming disguised as eye opening lines/
I ain’t cha last action hero like Arnold I just come cold
Fuck ice I’m biochemically enhanced like warfare confrere/
Whether gentiles or exiles I rep wild fuck the bullshit
These politicians put on a show like entertainments worst performers/
Coming wit the sickest bath of karma call it a shield planted wit a chakra I rock harder wit potent lyrics killing a multitude of bad spirits/
Now I’m bad meeting evil can’t even see me in a sequel
It’s the movie predating time press rewind you’ll get cha mind back/

This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Odor
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Shit
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Crap
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Poop
This way isn’t truth
Just gimme the proof
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Odor
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Shit
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Crap
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Poop
This way isn’t truth
Just gimme the proof

My relations isn’t manipulative
It’s conductive like construction/
How you gonna have a war with no basis
Or truth behind the basics making us look like shit/
Even after 9-11 they all flipped the script cut ties wit Egypt
Thinking they was doing something positive when it was negative/
I’m here to be creative making a wave save face like Will & Grace
I’m E-Ring ya team making you get to the extreme wit Law & Order/
Not even CSI can prove your guilt or innocent you’re just another one Wit a Fear Factor trying to be The Apprentice wit The Donald/
When your schemes are lamer than Ronald McDonald framed for Murder How you gonna heard e’m in wit no Beef & The Burger King on ya back/
If you got a Wendy[s] where’s ya Arby’s I hardly see any Subways You can take from here to Taco Bell back to The Pizza Hut out in Italy/
Making your credentials essentials with the potential use you’re mental Trying to grab that Big Boy meal plan without Dunkin Dounuts/
Grab ya nuts & peas don’t even eat at Denny’s or the Cracker Barrel I confronted racism there at young age ain’t know no better/
So I’m just dead it until I went to Jreck Subs didn’t even get served Got on my nerves cursed the manager out for poor service/

This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Odor
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Shit
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Crap
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Poop
This way isn’t truth
Just gimme the proof
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Odor
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Shit
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Crap
This way isn’t truth
It’s a New World Poop
This way isn’t truth
Just gimme the proof

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Nice piece here man ... kinda reminded me of Sheek. Drop some audio of you have any.

Peace
yeah i got some fam here dat site

http://www.soundclick.com/techwon2k7

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

got newer joints produced by myself:
Raven Sight
Nights Lean
Kick Game
Under One...Freestyle

[the funky drunk]

Came from earth birthed as B-E-N
Now I’m going from Pluto to Mars/
Exposing any flaws causing a ruckus
Thinking you can even fuck wit us/
It’s a must I bust any mic you hand to me
Leaving you engulfed in the eye of the storm/
Wanna touch palms think not I rhyme explosive
Concluding any track swarming like a white locus/
Asking like you ain’t focused think you need to notice
This man right here is evident & confident to represent/
My mantra is The Technical One sounding off as Techwon
Lyrically your odds are zero to none slimmer than any Jim u bite on/
Opps thought you said something forgot the mics not on
Pay your ya rent and ya power might be turned back on/

This is me & who I am
If you don’t like it
Don’t buy it
This is me & who I am
Fuck what cha think
This is me
I’m a do me regardless
This is me & who I am
You can get it blam, blam

Can’t move me yall, now I’m hard a rock
Is it hard to see me don’t blink or I’ll erase you’re entire species/
Heard yall got jokes about me
Don’t take this as one so lightly/
Take it as a grain of salt & just don’t get caught
Opp’s you didn’t see it I guess it’s your fault/
Right place, wrong time to present cha rhyme
How would cha like hassled for every bit of you’re time/
Take this advice if you don’t wanna be in the limelight
Don’t try and shine bright cuz paparazzi will be all over u all night/
Take it from a emcee that’s free just cuz I ain’t got a deal doesn’t mean I ain’t got that star appeal I just play my card differently/
It ain’t about drugs, sex & violence that thing the sell u on TV is a lie Bit of scandals making you’re parents go CHILL! Like an iceberg/

This is me & who I am
If you don’t like it
Don’t buy it
This is me & who I am
Fuck what cha think
This is me
I’m a do me regardless
This is me & who I am
You can get it blam, blam yeh , very nice shit right there

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good looks uppin

[GuardianOne]

Hey good you got your thread i'll check this one later. Keep posting and i now understand you flow on audio, nice.

Peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

First thing first learn ya self
Just cuz I’m bi-racial doesn’t mean I’m hateful/
I rep mine get that through ya spine
Cuz ya mind ain’t thinking right its offline/
I fight for mine either side I feel their pain
Check the way I spit never sway/
Daring me just cuz I’m black and Puerto Rican
I ain’t seeking fame and glory you don’t even know my story/
Trying to play me just cuz I’m Spanish
And don’t speak the language/
Means to most I don’t endorse it,
It’s only because I ain’t learn it/
So you can burn ya own tongue
Think before you speak I’m rather unique/
Better start sparking ya own mental
Before u loose ya dental/
I’m very temperamental
Crashing the par-arty hardly you’re a nerd/
I’m verbally vicious sickly lyrical
When I’m dilated like pupils/
Take a few pills get cha flow correct
I connect like punches/
Interject flows potent enough for
You to grow and not show it/
So don’t try and prove it
Every mission your losing/
Put cha team in and watch get stomped out
Like a giant wit two left feet/
You can’t compete or beef
Wit a lyricist technically superior/
Even the exterior
You can’t compare to atom of my hair/
So dead it before it gets sad kid
You’re a loser/
A weakling the definition of a wack emcee
Don’t try and compete/
You’ll only get beat within the
Limits of your gimmicks/
Trying to mimic a real lyricist
Isn’t a sure fire gimmick/
Quit now or die later
I favor rhymes and reason/
Over money and pleasing
Your making me queasy/
Stop it already your nothing but a tease
With no talent your just a booger in my sneeze

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

It’s the Apocalypse but this ain’t nineteen ninety one son
It’s two thousand five & I’m still gonna strike Black/
Making them wolves pack it in, acting like their nicer than I
When they can’t even spell why asking how you can…../
Say this or that acting like that’s rap when you shop at the gap
Ain’t even supporting our black enterprises exercise our mental ability/
Crack the fuckers dental cavity making them feel it badly
How you like to be taken from ya homeland and culturally stripped/
How bout I do it for you White Anglo Saxon Protestant ain’t even rocking
People these republics making it known so I’m a rebel to America/
Why we ain’t causing a ruckus is it cuz we’re uneducated making
What kind of statement rather be deaf, dumb and blind to criminal mind/

There’s Poison Going on
Fearing us from Dusk Til Dawn
Fear the Rise Of a Black Planet
I smell that New Whirl Odor
Who the fuck told cha
Is cuz “He Got Game”
Yes, let’s Bum Rush a Show
Now I’m Public Enemy # 1
Gimme a Gun & Vest
Still wanna test……

It’s time to drop a bomb kill ya team calm
Ain’t even gonna release any more threats/
I rather speak to the establishment then bust off shots
Let e’m know we ain’t no joke cuz 9-1-1 is one thou/
Quit cha sniffing blow explode off the outcome
I’m drum up a flavors of revolution creating a new constitution/
But these Nip & Tucks get the country fucked over so I’m a politic
Trick these fuckers wit no stomach aches and broken faith/
Can’t even prey to god so I took my pen and penned a poem
Throw e’m to the wolves hope there fight cuz the way they write/
Make me thinking they won’t fight the powers be but first we gotta fight
Not for the right to party but the right to hardly vote is an atrocity/
Making a mockery of what’s going on in music today trying to display I rather sit in silence rather than to be compliant so while u rent a Negro/
I’m a speak against it yo cuz we ain’t slaves no more get over ya degrees You viewed as trees and let us be truly free and keep ours seeds fed/

There’s Poison Going on
Fearing us from Dusk Til Dawn
Fear the Rise Of a Black Planet
I smell that New Whirl Odor
Who the fuck told cha
Is cuz “He Got Game”
Yes, let’s Bum Rush a Show
Now I’m Public Enemy # 1
Gimme a Gun & Vest
Still wanna test……

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin mfo's

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

It’s a foul end
To begin with
So you continue sinning
Against the grain you still…
Feel the pain explained in text
Checked like accounted banked
It’s a foul end
To begin with
Even with a degree
You’re still a “Nigga”
It’s a foul end
To begin with


We gotta be found before we’re lost
Get the crossroads old testimony told cha not to fold/
Catch a cold you back track relax after you stuffed
Them Air Maxes in yo Jacket packing gats that we’re automatic/
Escaping the PO’s wit no true description til yo hear word of mouth they caught cha on camera and peeped cha faces and got cha red handed/
Still a Sticky Bandit gotta plan the next shit flip it like bricks
Never was into that illegal drug kingpin dream steamed up by flicks/
These dickies kicking the bucket time wolf it up back to stock
When they cried thinking you was a figment of imagination/
You rose like the NASDAQ and squashed that guy named Dow Jones can’t even catch a break you took a stake in Apple Computers/
Thinking they were moving but then you found out the iPod wasn’t Shipping proper so then u dumped for Dell Computers thinking they moving/
Investments are slow when ya living low from the block to a corporate suit, you're still viewed as a hoodlum ain’t good for him/
Whether light or dark skinned you still a “nigga” whether a teacher or preacher; you can’t reach the majority because still viewed as a “nigga”/
Even though you pulled da trigger you still can’t feel legit
Too illegal to quit so the paper reads “corporate executive commits suicide”/
End of story making it truer than any ruling the supreme deemed
I screamed out my name after I was fired for being too black I’m strike black/


It’s a foul end
To begin with
So you continue sinning
Against the grain you still…
Feel the pain explained in text
Checked like accounted banked
It’s a foul end
To begin with
Even with a degree
You’re still a “Nigga”
It’s a foul end
To begin with

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

React now back how does it feel?
Put up your shield how you gonna weld a sword/
I cut through the cords including mama’s stomach seven months early
Two before the date I was supposed to now I’m here wit u/
Speak wit u flip the version verses
Immersing off like injuries your are nursing/
Can’t confuse it, wit the curses you saying I’m versing
This is motion loving the way I move in the ocean/
I know I can’t swim for anything but I got gifts that swim for me
Through everything entangling me like vines in jungle/
Yeah I’m muggle not fit to be wizard or even attend Hogwarts
I’d mind as well step on to the court not just for the playoffs/
I gotta win the championship fuck any welterweight I’m a be any weight
Making you respect me with or without money I’m achieve mine/
From scraps to raps I’m a work harder spit farther than any other to date
Make the wake by ten of eight still back out the gate before everyone emerges/
Yeah I was nervous but still hard as nails taking my verses
Getting back to work taking e’m to church even thou I was on the porch/
My beats ain’t no scorch but they’re me wit the force behind them
Rewinding more tracks like ’93 until I spit til I keel over and still be remembered like a fallen solider/

This isn’t the ending
This is just the beginning
Ringing that door bell
Seeing me live still
Got to keep hoping
Get it going and keep flowing
Throwing my cards out
Making sure I got a royal flush
Fuck the rush I’m just touch
Wit no money I’m still window shopping
Dreaming scheming to work hard for it
This isn’t the ending
This is just the beginning
This isn’t the ending
This is just the beginning


Got a scare bout a week ago doc
Talking bout on of my body’s regulators/
Is over past due higher the usual
So I think shit gotta go get this blood work/
Yeah it hurt me went from being cool, calm and collected
To unprotected and nervous knowing now from last year I got disease/
They called it diabetes ya now I’m trying to eat my Wheaties
Like every athlete do fuck any fooling I’m retooling my protocols/
Got directives making me inspective Robocop these props
I never get knocked so I’m just hear to rock and feel e’m flock/
This isn’t rap this is poetry quoting me wit a chicken put in da rotisserie
Making feel his story her story we to do about nothing but glory/
Now I’m in school instilled truth basically my peeps tell me the booth
Ain’t nothing for me and you don’t wanna be that but they don’t know/
What I do when I speak got more than superficial acts and unofficial tracks
Then I’m wondering why my dad always bitching about paper yo/
I’m trying to stack legit fully eclipsed wit the spit I rip ask my clique
Staying I’m the shit, flipping words like sheep being herd how u not a nerd/
Continuing through the years now I’m revered still feeling a bit weird
Can’t stay placed in lane 2 now I gotta shift gears and have no fear/

This isn’t the ending
This is just the beginning
Ringing that door bell
Seeing me live still
Got to keep hoping
Get it going and keep flowing
Throwing my cards out
Making sure I got a royal flush
Fuck the rush I’m just touch
Wit no money I’m still window shopping
Dreaming scheming to work hard for it
This isn’t the ending
This is just the beginning
This isn’t the ending
This is just the beginning

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I direct you in the direction showing
I’m connected from the bottom to the spine
Get cha rhyme on cuss
I’m on like neon lights/
You can’t write despite cha mental ability
I kill your idea fertility making me willing/
It’s The Technical One coming to a theater
Near any battle making those get rattled/
I age gracefully while you age and become
More fragile than fossils/
I lasso any emcee make em’s mine
Control their mind without brainwashing/
It’s called “pimping” but my flow isn’t commercialized
Or economy sized its jumbo package shipped in more boxes/
I lock smith the kit spit fire flame on n slay the dragon, kid
Do a bid for uncompromising ethics I render most helpless/
Need a counselor to manage the Mike Psycho syndrome
I encompass once he’s unleashed you’ll begin 2 see/
Check the way I flip n get enrage break ya neck and strap it
To any wooden board and bash you cuz I got the munchies/
That’s right I’m a cannibalistic lyricist coming wit more vigor
Than any rigor task could put me through/

Whether I’m on or off
I always hit my target
Regardless of height
Weight or beauty
I’m uncanny filthy
So best not get in my way
I’m get mine & you gonna
Get your cut of the doe we make
Just don’t get in my way


If you’re daring to test better take
The technical one quotable quiz/
Get my line on line at various websites
I mic it up like you spike drink to get her sunk/
I punk you like Ashton my flow is rationed off
For longevity lyrically I letter more header than your better/
Write so much graphically spit that FCC didn’t know
If they should censor my shit like Howard Stern was/
I get no malfunctions stay hitting mostly conjunction
Rhyming wit needles that truthfully puncture most/
I host more tapes than solid food you get n eat
Defeat you and cancel your show cuz you can’t Wild Out/
I got multiple nicks with cannons morphing multiple times
Having some many “nigga moments” it’s potent n healthy/
I ain’t from no wealthy family so I steal from the rich and
Give to the poor call me The Robin Hood of The Robbing Hood/
You can’t rob me no more I’m thief wit an interesting trilogy
Pillaging villages making them more mysterious than The Village/
Control functions psychologically control functions as I’m hunching Punching in & out overcast overhead raining down pour an ocean down/
Run the gambit I hammer it wit nails bring buckets of pails upstairs
Hard to hear in monstrous terrain now I continue to this day to train/
Took the name Techwon because I destroy emcee wit technical ability Mastering wordplay that Shakespeare & Langston Hughes would be proud of/


Whether I’m on or off
I always hit my target
Regardless of height
Weight or beauty
I’m uncanny filthy
So best not get in my way
I’m get mine & you gonna
Get your cut of the doe we make
Just don’t get in my way

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppppppppppppiiiiiinnnnnn'

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

It’s doom-time
Screw time
We do it
Off time
U know
How we
Rhyme

Always prepare get scared
Or get hyped to get bitten/
This ain’t got no bars that have been
But I know yours don’t attribute too many then? /
The one you stole from fuck flows son
My hydroponics’ grow faster than photosynthesis/
Making your mistress more than history/
Your dime on a page scribbled in calligraphy
Amazingly rhymes today are just so sparingly/
You can’t spar wit the god on any level of treble
I push you back like wheel barrow of pebbles/
My tones be clones of any drones ET phone home
Done wit the throne, get cha team full blown/
Mysterious the architect is gone like pop culture yo
My flow never wonders just upgrades like absconder/
Run from parody rhyme rarity it’s a scarcity like VD
Mine be 3D prolific wit skills shining blind more minds/
Than pirates on the tide I wave ride board beats like ships
I over take and detract all there goodies even there most prized/
Possessions you can’t dodge me like the aggression I press on wit
Flip it like lids do you like schools do your kids get the vids/

It’s doom-time
Screw time
We do it
Off time
U know
How we
Rhyme

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Weaponry apparatus I master swordplay
Cut e’m wit blades aim low, higher up we go/
Mastering statures I blast wayward past any guards
I’m back mainframe matrix apex Lexus I next us
Anoint the man jagged wit edges I stand over ledges/
Wedged between alleys hand lock rock mics over flames
Desecrate emcees by there names and make e’m pay/
Know the name sprayed on concrete wit pens, ink & spray paint
I last longer than making you stronger in the mist of my horror/
I never borrow a dollar I always scout the pallor grab my bags
Scram like data and ram Longley I ain’t lonely I’m coldly n sicker/
Spit it quicker than the rector scale can detect infect computers on
A bigger scale than the weight of whale, my skills never bail/
I spit n spill never the beans get the green hold my sword
And cut cha meaner than The Hulk bulking up/

It’s nothing but skillzmanship
I stay full equipped to rip it
It’s nothing but skillzmanship
You know what I do wit it
Flip the lid and leave it
It’s nothing but skillzmanship
Can you compete with it or
Even stay gifted wit words

Quit drifting from lane to lane
I blaze a plan get them grams/
And pull them yams & chop it up like ham
It’s always a gamble wit probability/
I’m Tech Knowledge Ability who the bully
Armor and all on think he’s nice or strong/
When it go bong, bong how the frame gonna fit it?
I stay equipped to rip flip it like gymnastics & stretch like elastic/
Mold it back 2 plastic rapidly dissect the flow down to its lowest molecule
Then examine the damage I play it for the cameras/
I do ya more harm than good hit e’m wit the hood
I bomb ROM armed wit RAM I database your hands/
Wit scans defrag ya mind and scatter your thoughts
Beyond recovery you’ll be featured on TV like that teacher/

It’s nothing but skillzmanship
I stay full equipped to rip it
It’s nothing but skillzmanship
You know what I do wit it
Flip the lid and leave it
It’s nothing but skillzmanship
Can you compete with it or
Even stay gifted wit words

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppppppppppiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnn

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Chef the Geffen I settle stages
Wage wars cross boards/
Leveling out across the horse shit
Left to toss the waste back to basics/
Tested through task seeing if I got
Skills to master tasks complicated/
Castrate evict rhymes from my mind
I eject tapes like CD get skipped then tossed/
I face lost the card clone it hard retro flow
Don’t you know I got’s to glow mucho dinero/
Run the game godfather like strike a pose pentagram
Know all ultra tactics master Vladimir classics/
Blast it past home-plate asking me what’s the debate
I rape the case face any ref wit the skills & knowledge that reps/
I step to most emcees and break them off like rusty pipes
I’m the plumber to most emcees trying tool wit me/
I’m swift and changeable lyrically rearrangable
Rubik cube I fuse flows wit dexterity verbally vicious/
Make each n every word I flow very nutritious
Able to digest the rhymes quicker than liquid/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

The Underground *an old track i did also it's produced by Vision

Check it yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1]
I rap I clap niggaz are black
Iron-side darts I react/
The track flow’s sick
Knifes and clips/
Inside cha mind
I’m known to rip/
Undetectable
Un-De-Tech-Table/
React reload flow n impact blows
Inject able holes/
My flow in seen
I seen rap niggaz dream/
I flow more vigilant
When I straight spit/
Niggaz know
I’m known to rip it/

[Chorus/Scratched]
The Underground
The, the under, under
The Underground

[Verse 2]
Got the beat flowing
In my mind/
Inside I inject
React or protect yo neck/
Who am I T-E-C-H-W-O-N
Its spells Techwon stupid/
To the death met the rep
Now I’m Tech/
Who I be undesirable
Realize I’m inside Ur journey/
Journalistically you can’t see me
Limited my time I rewind/

[Chorus/Scratched]
The Underground
The, the under, under
The Underground

[Verse 3]
I’m back
See that
Flow rap/
I flow like
Birds n blabs/
I’m like a crow
Inside cha brain/
I mold niggaz say
I’m not rapping/
When I flowing
I’m speaking/
I’m not just leaking
I got that rap nigga/
Gimme a gat
I throw hostages in line
Let me speak on that/

[Chorus/Scratched]
The Underground
The, the under, under
The Underground
[It fades/echo’s out]

http://www.myspace.com/techwonproductions (http://www.myspace.com/techwonproductions)

[MASTER PAI MEI]

I like the way it flows

[GuardianOne]

I suppose its because i know your style on audio, so i'll leave at that.

Peace
PS: Nice to check your style in the temple again. Keep up the good work...

[Alesco]

Yeah,, Good work bro.. A nice slow break beat, Added with a good marraca hi hat, And of course a string mellody.. It would sound good.. Well done

[Raptica]

flow is tyte

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Backyard bonanza rhymes presented
In palms lengthily like stanza aimed at you bananas/
I’m a lyricist purely cutting rhymes-n-tracks
Like your local dope man cutting coke/
Where hope floats cannot close the doors on us man
Before the pledge taken making emcees sizzle like bacon/
Infested infections connected foreign obscure I bury words Dictated by multiple syllables verses that I’ve penned since ‘96/
On the serious tip I grip the ledge rakim was talking about; On the legendary track Juice aka Know the Ledge/
I ain’t take a stage made my way through schools
Did my lil talent shows got second named my self/
The Technical One phonetically spelled out TECHWON;
Check the lettering I’m deading societies wit notoriety/

Academic material, poetic mental
Seeing poetry played out in books
Then it was known as The Dead Poets Society
You know the flick and reality of the shit I spit

Flowing wit the elements cemented in me
Like cryptic tales of death and suicide amongst our youth/
Plaguing flavors staying major blazing booth wit truths; Never goofed I rip the roof off da hinges leaving most undistinguished/
Stamped my rhymes down on computer word processing programs; Still jotting some in my notebook hook e’m wit the left then the right/
Fight for mine, proud to be contributor to knowledge birthed though; Thought driven provocative material presented on cd or maxi cassette singles/
Now we in a digital era bearing hearts upping our own heat;
Defeat these commercial tyrants buying out stations/
Making phony record pools pocketing the dues
How we supposed to be viewed when were screw our own people/
This is the staple we rape and pillage our own like the Romans vs. the Greeks how’s that for raw meat seeing wars defeat there purpose/
Getting WIC sickly patents macking action pimping pussy;
Trying to make ends even thou your girls living in the streets/
How the beefs be fiction not literal wit situations arising frying minds wit black hypnotics called BET not MTV/

[TUCO]

Tech steeze

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Good Look Tuco Appreciate Bro

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

*1st verse from a track i'm workin' on

We got cinemas films blacked out
With white lights n black knights/
I run ramped rhyme slanted
Making the most of my methods/
Come from cinematic views skewed
Boom brews I flow wit flu’s n Niles/
My lines be violent n vile wild as child
Stanking Lincoln inking darts be oiled n washed/
Fogging the lenses on my spectacles check the vessels
I mess wit vato locos, crips, bloods n any thugs/
I got those cannons Edo Bannon Lando Calrissian
Lyrically your missing my vision wit rubrics/
I cube it like your squared you can’t get with the style
My vile wild child never been Michael jacked/
I pack a Mack in the back of a black Acura
Limited by localities give e’m fatality/
Mortal Kombat I bomb back wit logical
Resonance legislating my ways through tunnels/
I funnels cans of Budweiser or Heineken
Making it more than a pint man so I’ll scar faces
Like Scarface I’ll surely make my case n break/

This is how we do it
Harder than those
Petty crooks
They can get
Juxed wit no hooks
This is how we do it
Screw it looser than
New pussy than ain’t
Been feed in days
This is how we do it

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

*Inspired by Biggies 10 Crack Commandments & Skillz 10 Rap Commandments

Don’t get played wit a hand full of spades
And I got jacks, and all kinds of things up my sleeve/
Believe the flavor is more than karat gold I bust and unload
Fortunes that haunt most dreams thinking they can be/
This is how you get to the top and continue to rock
Need constructed instructions on how to conduct it/
Rule one don’t fuck wit nobody outside the realms
Of those you know, cuz other could get u blown/
Rule two keep all business from your wife & kids
Separate from whatever is that you doing/
Rule three know the game surely before
You step in fully and sink in til ya lungs is soar/
Rule four keep ya books on the up keep
Never sleep cuz sleep is the cousin of death/
Like Nas said, so keep that in mind when u
On the grind knee deep in the dirt doing work/
Rule five keep ya team or any u surrounded by
Live and never let a hint or suspicions come down/
Play e’m up as if you got something to loose
Cuz in fact you do but they do too/
Rule six don’t play anybody for a fool
Even the coolest cats is the grimiest dogs/
Rule seven carry the good book, take a look
At it at least once a day and remember the lessons/
Rule eight never cosign with anybody you don’t know
Cuz they gonna want they dues paid rain, sleet and hail/
Rule nine if know someone’s fallen and you think they
Need picking don’t introduce them just confuse e’m/
Rule ten, need not let women and friends take control
And mesmerize you, always keep ya cool/
Hustlers are hustlers’ just points and figures
You gotta use to your advantage to manage ya self right/
So if you could manage to fight the odds you might
Preserve the rights of what it means to be closet to god/
Hard to swallow taken pills to stay hollow but cha gotta
Stay built for the long haul not the short wind, nah mean/
Keep ya head straight and read cha lessons these are
Just teachings I was taught faced and never fought me off/
So when I got caught I never spit a lick or snitched a twitch
Just flipped the officer off and kept it moving nigga/

This be the ten truth commandments
You know how it is and most can’t
Stand it like the best been branded

[nightwolf]

good u got a masta killa thing goin on

[Claustrofobic]

its like it doesnt even rhyme

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m a rhymer for my self
And others who knows what sup/
It’s the dramatically the rhyme radical
Accidental instrumental lyrical killer bee/
Don’t get stung because I ring bells like a ref
Never quitting I’m steady spitting flames/
Bringing pain making a name for my self
Bring more rank sinking your ship
I stay fully equipped to rip/
I got swords slaying skills amazingly
Disturbing the peace awaking the beast/
I’m ready to eat that “aye yo”
You know for breakfast/
My flow be thunderous
Striking any hype-men/
I’m tighter than elastic
Call me static cause the way I cling-on/
I bring that bomb like you got that grappa
Zapping you like flies n roaches getting stomped/
Graphing making my stylistic rhymes a page
All its own getting cavities grown n inflated/
Wait shall wait fake the take make my venom
Set in then you begin to treble like you was the devil/

Never slowing down
Slow down son
We killing e’m
Never slowing down
Slow down son
We killing e’m
Taking the crown
Bow down son
And kiss my converse
Never slowing down
Slow down son
We killing e’m


I’m lighting fighting
Back any floods from you duds/
Of your kind rewind the tape
Seek & you’ll shall find/
Don’t click if you can’t clank
And take to the bank/
I read my books and got
My Knowledge-Born on hitting
On evident white washing/
I burn rubber call me Porsche
My flow ain’t never been forced/
I got 440 horsepower
And tower over break any barrier/
More to the merrier
Coming with the weight of a carrier/
Bringing B-52’s to any views
You got get skewed on the barbeque/
Cooked till you’re burnt and unrecognizable
Rhyming sizable now your blatantly libel/
Feel the slander I damage you with
It’s a gift never tripping the rift/
I’m spitting wicked differently
Thinking inking the pad wit blood it’s sad/

Never slowing down
Slow down son
We killing e’m
Never slowing down
Slow down son
We killing e’m
Taking the crown
Bow down son
And kiss my converse
Never slowing down
Slow down son
We killing e’m

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Digital tech transitional criminal
Mining minds for fragments of thoughts/
Broke codes unload the unleaded unformed
Thoughts I cut costs by diamonds u bought/
Famously run emcees like businesses
Making me a conglomerate like Microsoft/
Hold off on transactions like AOL Time Warner & AT&T And watch the stock rise n fall making it all/
Brawl wit knives cut through the butter like Kiefer
Smoke pounds of the referrer I’m a thief on & off line/
Crestline the iodine rhyme finer than edge sledgehammer Rhyme blamer hold off on the arm and hammer/
Let’s slay e’m wit the sword, axes and blades
Cut e’m like cords invade cha space like the Borg/
Hold the force like Anakin Skywalker virtually stalk ya Never switch like Obi Wan Kenobi before the dough be/
I Kanye West the track attack the beat before the beat
Beat me up like a chick trying to check my dick/
Before she gets it ATM style you know how I card
Gimme A.S.L. like u on AOL cuz I know you’re a female/
This is Digi-Tech speaking for Black n Rican’s generalistically I dig her any where geographically so you’ll know its me/
Just don’t dare n cross me trying contest against me
Just know it isn’t so cuz my flow got that “Glow”, U Know/

Bunkly I Ngata
Any MC daring
To test me best bring
Ya best or take a seat
I’m today and you’re
Yesterday’s lunch meat
And forgotten like headlines
Just do me a favor and
Spark me one (one)

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

its was funny i was having trouble coming up with a chrous and i was watching ESPN's Cold Pizza n see these names of football players and i used it in my chrous

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

This is hip hop
And it don’t stop
Never know when
Your gonna get dropped
From your label and repeat
From the starting line
You know the grind

We never stop from the block
To the chop shop we rock from hood to hood/
Known throw darts practicing my artistry
Gaining a working mastery of how disaster be/
Blasting verbal shots thinking these suckers
Want none from me or The Blastmatic/
I’m harder than anything your heart got sparked
Doing my darts wit research that make some hurt/
Got that glacier freeze frosty on the inside
Cold on the outside, now u think your hot/
That’s when your gonna flop like drinks on the rocks
I turntables emcees get their cables yanked wit funds banked/
Now we gotta set institutions confusing most of the comp
I run emcees into the ground like a fortune 500 company/
Others thinking I’m a dummy that’s gonna crash like IBM
Compatible lyrically it’s the lateral to anything greater/

This is hip hop
And it don’t stop
Never know when
Your gonna get dropped
From your label and repeat
From the starting line
You know the grind

The game got more tragedy
Than sober moments/
Rap got more shady characters
Than a Shakespeare play/
I’d never condone it my flow patrols it
While my rhyme works on it continuously
Sharp wit the word play in the back/
Acting all tough while my voice will
Leave you all roughed up while my blades/
Continue to play cut cha down to pieces
Like melted gold using it for ice to fold/
Don’t think we ain’t told cha so this is how
It goes my flow is at its apex n ready to set/
Leave team wetter n soaked up like a coca leaf
I breathe though bamboo sticks n assault cha click/
Wit skills and awesome tactics classically pulled from
Flicks mixed with realistic styles showing the wild style/
Buck a nut never get a girl pregnant before her black hole
Goes nova and create a new galactic sphere/
Run about the circumference I rhyme bout
Each n every nuisance you view since pre-school/
I childhood you fools thinking you’re the nicest
When in all actuality your wacker than Romaine Noodles/
Dip n doodles I feud wit families, crews and clicks by the
Way I rip into domes past the cerebellum to the cortex/
Conversing with souls making me “Paid in full” trying rhyme
To the rhythm, the rebel think it’s your chance to settle/

This is hip hop
And it don’t stop
Never know when
Your gonna get dropped
From your label and repeat
From the starting line
You know the grind

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppppppppppppppppppppppppiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnn nnnnn

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Blasta humbling throwing heat
On you like dumplings wit cha crumpets/
I pump it while you just receive it
You ain’t feeling the game I’m laying/
Bitches like you n her don’t even get mine
I’m fine like fire always blazing on/
I’m colder than ice don’t think ya
Gonna melt this exterior or catch me inferior/
Can’t even interior decorate my bars
Wit top notch designs and architects/
I create evolution wit revolutionary lyrics
Raising spirits while others are tearing it down/
You don’t fear me now? When I come on the mic
I’m the death-star destroying all other planets alike/
In vicinity lyrically you miniature to me
Minute with rebels you trying to recruit/
I feud with emcees trying to force me
With skills they think they know the force/
They ain’t shit but rookies who still got
Bookies on there virgin tails like Han Solo/
You ain’t throwing darts your throwing bolas
Making you like you basuade and
Still get taken out on the third/
Niggaz ain’t gonna recycle you
Like Big & Pac’s vocals they’re
Just gonna delete cha DATS n shit/
Making excuses saying they lost it
When just tossed down da compacter/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

*INSPIRED BY RZA AND ALSO LISTENING TO A TRIBE CALLED QUEST'S "PHONY RAPPERS" TRACK FROM THERE BEATS, RHYMES N LIFE CD

Open most domes
Like the parting of the red sea/
Throwing darts at this less opus
My focus be logical manifestation/
Creating lyrics driven with thirds
Verbalize the abuse with skills on cue/
Doc the plot jot it down making plans
Fight for our rights forever like Malcolm X/
Check the Lexus X’d out the doubt throw darts
Sharp as tomahawks, bow n arrows or bullets/
Combination wicked appraisal my flow is
Spiritual gangsta lyrically still shank ya/
Make ya team shift back like a paradox
Knock the OX standing still strong as a rock/
Never frolic my flow isn’t as polished
But I still bet a Franklin it’ll demolish/
Any emcee stepping to me with there
Pre-school brandish weaponry/
I give e’m an education that they can view
Like the nightly TV news/
Even though I do knowledging polishing
My tongue instead of sharpen my hearts/
I throw those clubs calling you a spade
I king and bring the jack to your queen/
If you get what I mean just notice me
As The War Machine lyrical gating/
At any enemy like BAT you still
Can’t see me like John Cena/
I Bob Kauffman these suckers MC’s
Trying to fuck ya over like hooker/

Cuz an MC like me be on some real shit
Doesn’t mean I can't hold my shit down in NYC
Phony emcees they do not write
Phony emcees they do not inspire
Phony emcees ya know e’m when ya see them
Phony emcees, phony emcees
Don’t support them
Support real hip hop
Not the commercial art

[Koolish]

you need to rhyme a lot more.

there wasn't anything in the last four lines
still
Cena
MC's
hookers

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Ayyo, riddle me this
My lyrical spits be registered as metaphysical fists/
Given the gift I rip technically speaking reaching
More kids eardrums than teachers, preachers
Paid a salary from day one/
Go get cha team I’ll cream them easily
Turn e’m back into pre-teen wanna be’s/
You ain’t fucking with the Technographics
Yall suckers rather have turrets syndrome/
My flow be wired shut n still hot off the dome
Typing bars that can stand alone without a song/
Or structure I link wit pressure just to put cha under
Can’t flame a ounce of liquid flames I douse yours
With bars n a salvia full giving you mental food/
Even at my apex I’m still better than you
I don’t think you get the clue like others do/
Go back n see how far I reach n attack
My reacts are like emotions bottled for eons/
You peons ain’t with a neon my flow be on
Things the human eye couldn’t registered/
I see you haven’t got the texture
Check for lyrical pleasure/
Nowadays your featherweights
Trying to become middleweights/
I heavyweights my bars check the scars
I can go verse for verse while you go curse for curse/
Don’t try n recruit more flunkies so they can get
Hooked on the tech like junkies my shit ain’t 4 ya monkeys/

How do you fear him?
You ain’t me, ya just a nobody
I be doing me regardless
You hardly hearing
Now ya fearing
Where’s ya texture
Where’s ya pressure
Where’s ya representatives

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

*SOMETHING I'M WORKING ON MY EP

It goes rhymes, bars, lines n scars
Now haters wanna take notice/
Trying to now critique my focus
When I’m gonna swarm like a lotus/
With not a damn album in the can
I spit it spick n span now ya scam that/
I flow flawless in another class ya homeless
Now ya can trap track that like a swamp rat/
How about the beef you spark
Now ask ya team something/
Why the fuck you start something
You can’t finish and win it n take da trophy/
Not even ya lame gimmicks is enough
To withstand me when taken to the limits/
So don’t start speaking specifics then we
Gonna take it to places that make it harsh/
Trying to white-wash the medium you utilize
To tranquillize the youth into buying ya stuff/
Don’t get it rough before I ride it mama
I cause more trauma than drama/
I smoke enough haze, dro and any skama
To fix any situation without phonics/
Hit e’m wit ebonics now niggaz, bitches n wiggers
Get it twisted trying to impress it like you undress it/
I don’t pester just fester the rhyme n lines
You wrestling just to try and pen something
When ya know ya ghost writers do it for ya/
So before you try n score a goal get cha
Clique up and ready for a twelve round bout/

Whether it is
Freestyle or written
I’m still spitting
Making me a
Contender
Whether it is
Sports or games
We’re still doing it
Making us a
Contender

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Most cats nowadays
Are wack, weak and fake?
Ready to package and….
Put on store shelves
Hoping they’ll sell
A million though
That bogus scam
Called soundscan
Now that’s a hustle man!

Ya know ya wack when ya can’t rap
But someone invest a couple thou in ya/
When you begin to get paid
For stealing someone else’s name/
Repackage it and make it marketable
Now you begun to see what profit do/
With all these machinery churning out
Music like a popcorn or toy factory/
Now that my majesty is amazing
Now alls we gotta do is recoup/
Any investment in purchasing
Advertisement and production/
I know how we can make it so
Is we can grab the today’s hottest
Producers make every track hot/
And grab the youth like cigarettes used to
And we’ll make it a by product/
And have e’m, do commercials for us
Poor all that “American Dream” mess/
Make e’m a overnight success and wait
For them to flop on the next project/
Then we just repeat the process every
Two to three years and we’re set in gear/
Sit on our hind horses sipping on martinis
And champagne making millions man…. /

Most cats nowadays
Are wack, weak and fake?
Ready to package and….
Put on store shelves
Hoping they’ll sell
A million though
That bogus scam
Called soundscan
Now that’s a hustle man!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin 4 delf

[VernakuLa]

yea,rhyme the lines man peaceceap

[Eversick666]

???

[jallainINS]

uhmm i dno, didnt really feel it. what was the rhyme scheme?

a
ab
bc
cd
de
ef
?? thats all i could see in it. maybe im missing something, and the lines were kinda short so i didnt know what the flow was either. maybe it sounds nice when your spitting but me trying to read it didnt sound too hot.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

aight respect due feel ya complaints and i'll meditate on e'm

[tacle]

This is fun.

Nothing to do with, clicked on a thread threw it.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m a writer, an emcee
That you ain’t never discover/
My flow burns rubber like NASCAR
I’m one of the best like Jeff Gordon/
I spit harder more fluid than flavor
Call me Water, Fire, Wind, or Earth/
I give birth to more rhyming styles than
Anything ya eyeing in the store yo/
Fuck a party I start it hardly
I’m just the quiet concept/
Check the depth nigga thinks I’m deaf
But I’m Def I’m the Jam you couldn’t plan/
Rhyme or scam burn a nigga wit a liter
Calling me a Pyro-Manic rhymes need zodiac/
Prozac my flow react like a convict
Locked up for too long needing sugar/
Dig in ya own nose and remove a booger
Pull that trigger ya looking for figures/
I’m upstate buck 50 weight deadly wit a melody
Lyrically I’m hungry needing that pussy money/
I flood these beats wit more heat
Than thermal energy could ever provide/
Nuclear with my reactivity you ain’t got
The relativity to transgress pass any negativity/

Whether it’s
Rhymes flying
Beats blasting
This is hip hop
And it’s lasted
Now alls we
Need more
Classic material
From da best emcees
Point blank period

[Edgar Erebus]

Well done, I just wasn't feeling the flow so much

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

You know it does
But what it doesn’t/
If for you cousin
I spit blunted, bloated and reload it/
Now you gotta encode put it to disc
Flip the PC lynx script now I apple/
Tackle more emcees than Warren Sapp
Flip flows exact now react to that/
You can’t face the base I case place
My bars and spear it through ya dome piece/
I rest in the east, became a beast from peace
Now I’m ready to feast and release my speech/
You can secrete the flames to torch this man
I rip e’m to shreds n make horror flicks out of it/
Now you speak ya speech trying read n reach
You ain’t worthy like James to be a feature/
Turn cha back to fetus now ya feature in
My creature workshop like the Muppets/
Ya still a mechanical puppet get the gimmick
Now mimic that plus improve on it/
Ya can’t cuz ya boring and have no depth
I ref matches wit skills that you just can’t capture it/
Register that on ya network and eject the tape quick
Before the spit makes the deck explode from all the trash/
You feeding it now ya reliving it like chickens peeing on it
Now you try n draw it like one blood cousin/
How ya budgeting my rhymes are lunging
Ready to take you out and you can’t puzzle it/
Put a muzzle on it quick before he starts to rip
I’ve ripped, rapped and I’m beta kapping you cats/
Ya so pussy that cha nauseate the crowd
From ya type of meows you can’t even growl/
I prowl the scene make you think it’s just a dream
Now I’m back wit schemes dreaming up plots n scenes/
Ready to make my directorial debut spit n spew yall
Out like garbage food now who’s Rick Rude? /
Can’t get wit me I’m too crude like crucial steel
Spit so hot you’ll never squeal /
or I’ll cook ya like roast pigs feet for trying
to get wit me on any level of being or meaning/
You ain’t being feed right like a baby cries at night
It ain’t right like mom being a prostitute at night/
Now ask ya self just one thing how is your there
And I’m here with mo fruit to bear than ya average pear/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[Bigot Hitman]

7.5 out of 10, wordplay was descent, overall good verse.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m a ripper
A rhyme scripter/
Flip lyrics like Suzuki
You can’t do me like Isuzu/
Or Subaru who are you
Dodge or Chrysler/
I spit nicer than GM, Ford
Or Saturn see the pattern/
I master motor sports
Like NASCAR n the Indy 500/
Spit a thousand bars overhead
Like gaskets put it in the waste basket/
You ain’t pass it like Mustang or Taurus
You still bore us but don’t please like the Malibu either/
I got a fever like Pontiac or Mercedes Benz or even
BMW or Rolls Royce I’m too noisy for poise/
I ain’t cha everyday domestic or import
I’m motor sport like Toyota n Hyundai/
I’m a Honda, a Lexus, and a Corvette
Check my license plate “I EQUIP”/
Meaning “I’m equipped” you can’t
Rip or even spit flames like Funny Cars/
I hard bar the roll cage ain’t hard to dodge
Like Jeep Wrangler, Cherokee or Commando/
Who wants to finish like Jeff Gordon or have
The burden of Dale Earnheart Jr, huh?????/
This is my motoristic mechanical lyrical
Spitting spiritual do I have an equal/
Like Tony Stewart or Mario Andretti
Or a counterpart like Danica Patrick/
You can’t out race me like Ricky Bobby
I’m full throttle watch me Pole Position/

[tha god concept]

dope concept...

tite verse fam keep the thread up

[tha god concept]

that thirstin howl in ya avy?

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good look

[tha god concept]

i freed wit big vic Lo on the phone a few times..hes too ill...my fav mc

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

i freed wit big vic Lo on the phone a few times..hes too ill...my fav mc

thats what sup

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

You cannot faze me like
Darth Vader better get a better radar/
You stay coming at me like you got Gaydar
Maybe you need to look inward n see who’s Gay da/
My flow ain’t bashing or trashing homosexuals
I’m just defining someone who’s in denial/
Before you get it wild n out like Nick Cannon
I Edo Banning lyrically launch campaigns at cha campus/
You ain’t anxious my flow be combustible
Untouchable like Hammer ya never catch me like Primetime/
I can T.O. these emcees and blow they mind like Eve
Who knew you could stand up and believe/
You ain’t impressing anybody there ain’t no chicks here
Get the shit corrected before ya get ejected/
This ain’t any Dallas Mavericks game
And you ain’t Mark Cuban arguing wit the ref’s/
I got more def than jams check the plans
Like Interscope and Geffen man/
I execute like more triumphant
Victories than Napoleon in history/
So don’t ask me why I be whacktose intolerant
Again before I spit a reprimand and execute/

I be whacktose intolerant
Can’t tolerate wackness
Can’t tolerate wack spits
Can’t tolerate bullshit
I be whacktose intolerant
It’s all bout conglomerates
It’s all bout success n dommince
I be whacktose intolerant

[smokebongoncliff]

na na i be whacktose intolerant

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I give emcees one star per bar
Hit e’m harder than escrow payments/
I blaze it perhaps the mastery of skills
Built on Technographics made man/
Asiatic rhyme sporadic lethal wit eagles
I regal spit spew Spiegel now ya wanna see gulls/
I ring bells won sing tunes goon buffoons
Get schooled by darts I pool wit tools/
Don’t get out wrestled gimme the motivation to tussle
I move n salivate reciprocate the mics I bake/
Caking it up east coasting frozen wit dopiness
From nineteen-ninety four I’m holding/
Swords that colder than hot steel after cooling down
Properly I make moves similar to monopoly/
Rap statutory bury more hatchets than Carry Grant
Expose clothes line the nicest I write the dopest off/
Give e’m receipts after I charge e’m fees
You can’t return or retrieve take it or leave/
Now ya wanna breathe n stop like fabulous
I’m lyrically lavish so much I can create slang fabrics/
Give e’m proper topics to math it up like sons n daughters
I slash cash in chips like Pachino in Casino/
This is truth to any gambino making us
More than less lethal n lucky like luchano/

This is truth
To any giant
This is truth
To anyone
That’s defiant
This is truth
Be told……

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin' can i get some love

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Who’s gonna
Survive if we
Don’t work it out
How you gonna
Split it into to two
We might all be
From different
Tribes of man
But we’re all
The same species
We are all humans
So please save the
Bullshit for another
Time please!!!!!!!!!

Everything might be good
When it’s separate but equal/
Even the scorned looks like
They’ve been burnt all along/
Get it through ya stinky colored bong
My rhymes be cheeching while ya chong/
I got that presidential lyrical rhyme technical
While yall’s be analog & mines is digitized/
Heavily criticized for being to idolized
Worshiping the information age/
Versus the high and mighty ghetto
I live on the ledge & rather not settle/
Grow up in the mean streets of Cuse Town
Knew niggaz and wiggers from every side of town/
Got my passport ghetto courtyard deports hard
Get cha thoughts hard off the chalk board/
Wit cha walkmans and ipod’s I rhyme harsh
Verbally vicious mentally sick wit it/
If you can’t get it leave it or retrieve it
Lyrically I’m in better spirits giving
Yall nothing but lyrics/
So if ya don’t hear it
They ya certainly for the
Most part ya don’t get it/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

*INSPIRED BY GZA'S "THOSE THAT'S BOUT IT"

Open ya mental gates
Wage ya plates as I make cake/
Awaken breaking taken love for sake
Broken shackles I rap well enough/
Blades stay sharp harden from the incarceration
Now niggaz is wanna be sweet like Willy Wonka/
Attack the track make moves like classic movie monsters can’t deviate from the horror I write proportional/
Stay cautionary from the heat I throw on repeat
You can’t keep sake the rhyme I rebate/
Well now then we got a sure tight debate
These niggaz can’t spit for nada nowadays/
Think they can deal wit darts I weld
Shielded from parasites and diseases alike/
I strike outta the shadows baffling heads
I haunt like Dracula and Michael Myers/
As the rhymes written retire sides like ball game
I play wit never settling for seconds like time beckons/
I reckon the site drawing up seconds and thirds tonight take flight straying from the course type in at first/
Get it the worst like spreading infections connecting
Through shred transition without inquisition/
Now we move in on ya position u can’t reposition
The holy testament I represent through proper evidence/

Those that nice wit it
Those is cats I run wit
Those who doubt it
Can’t get wit the flavor
We display everyday
So they best lift weights
And get they’re skills up to date
Before they lose more than
Name, position and rank

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Don’t ask if I’m
Creditable or even
Lyrical I’m being
Literal with spits
That be spiritual

If ya ain’t god fearing man
Then ya got one hell of plan/
I tend to game the names
Pains the same was weight/
You can’t hold the knot
Tight without tying it/
Continuously riding it
Flawlessly flying in it/
Gimme ya properties
Making the most notable/
Roll the dice its all monopoly
Rock it like a prophecy/
Read the rhymes written
Concrete discipline
When I begin to win/
Sin if ya wanna get banished
I marveled at words being said/
You ain’t been the bread
I’m baking all new lead/
Don’t need that heat
To separate me from the streets/
I can record tracks without beats
And make you feel my speech/

Don’t ask if I’m
Creditable or even
Lyrical I’m being
Literal with spits
That be spiritual

I can kick push flows flawlessly
Rhyme intercept crept left saw right/
Highlight the bars cut cha claws and nails
Now you wanna participate in a caucus/
I spark justice running amuck lucky
If ya ducks were all in a row/
I get the AK and shoot e’m
All up leave ya nerves racked/
I’m backed by the words instead
Troops who leave with no belief/
Bomb the octagon rap icon
My flow be going back to Zion/
Rhyme neon bleed read feed on
Beast ready to release my fury/
Bury emcees with more dirt
Than anything unearthed/
Now ya wanna speak on topics
You can’t even relate too/
Thinking cuz you’re a little bit
Fateful speaking racial with no special/
Rape ya bullshit can’t even rip it raw
I’m rugged wit thugs who don’t bug/
So if ya got the ammo I got the camo
I rhyme line fire flame on Johnny Storm/
Devour emcees like Unicron devour planets
Rappers being saying it but don’t be believing it/
So I’m write these bars of fury
And cook up these suckers like curry/

Don’t ask if I’m
Creditable or even
Lyrical I’m being
Literal with spits
That be spiritual

[J.T.S.]

Marvelous flowed like water!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[J.T.S.]

Why heads sleepin' on my boy Chaos man? This dude got hot spits!!

[J.T.S.]

Styles reminscent of Masta Killa.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

If ya nice then try n bite like a shark
I harp on wack emcees like george n the cherry tree/
Call me the “new” John Henry making you a memory
By the way I compute shit like Johnny Pneumonic/
So if you got bars then I got scars infecting you
Like an asian with SARS don’t aide by any means/
Check the machinery it’s chemically inbound like Godzilla
Calling this moment “the next thrilla in manilla”/
Journalistically I write scripts to scrolls
Unfold the flow got the glow like Bruce Leroy/
Who ya knew that was tactful my raps will
Escalate any battle by multiples of ten/
Soon it all will end making the beginning
Become the end so you best get cha mental straight/
Before you strategize and debate against one of the next
All time great who hasn’t made his debut yet/
Death will become you like SAW my flow doesn’t have any flaws
I get e’m like the cause put a pause on ya movement/
Renegotiate it then improve it like the marches
I put cha out to pastor like vanishing cream/
Check the dream skin wrinkled like waves
Stage wars and wage assaults become vicious/
Spit truthful still making it nutritious
As you remain suspicious I come at cha
All sorts of wicked n now we can’t kick it/

[J.T.S.]

your always dope but i give-up on writing shit here cause nobody read sit!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[Ultimate Fist]

Dope son. 4/5- gotta expand that shit to a song. Review mine. Its right by yours on the menu. Just posted it.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I be specially delivering rhymes riveting
How you giving a hundred percent without paying rent/
A debt must be collected connected with words protected
I censor emcees and put e’m on a ship cross continents/
Now how’s that for a simile and a metaphor
I’m ghetto huh? My flow doesn’t revolve round metal huh? /
I can get literal spitting spiritual lyrically indivisible invisible
With skills that are cold as a miracle/
Yall phonies are all but crooks masking
Yourselves behind personas that ain’t you at all/
Now you trying to be me without doing the knowledge at all
I’m sixty six definitely optical with optimal preferences/
Ending all my sentences with relentless effortless efforts
I dead e’m with fifteen medics can’t clinic it together/
Rather than blaze n lather call it often a closed coffin
Now niggaz is mothing, moshing with words I caution/
Quote the dopest coldly boldly wrote the flows foolish
While you skipped college I lyrically rule the village
Voicing opinions operatic semi-democratic rap bastard/
Who’s harder than classic Blastmatical rap’s individual
Highly geographical with interactive maps to cap it off/
Diagramed wit assorted bars for the choosers choosing
Ya flow be abusive reclusive not even exclusive material/
Check the letter I register my darts on sounds then scan e’m
Rap massively random now I’m on task like a tandem/

This is how we do
Don’t take it as rude
It’s Asiatic tactics
Mapped with bits
Graphically charged
Lyrically hard
This is how we do
Don’t take it as rude
It’s Asiatic tactics
Mapped with bits
Graphically charged
Lyrically hard

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

It’s the technical biographical rap assassin
Classically trained in Asiatic Aztec Japanese weapons/
Taken making you into bacon
I’m breaking awaken loan your body to science
Examine your peripherals and decode cha mind/
Opposite sex represent mental internship
Flip flows actionable intelligence you couldn’t get with/
Concrete images make synergy speaking intelligently
Lyrically you can’t be literal but I can get physical/
Spit it spiritual making miracles offline often
Leave e'm photosynthesized remains til they oxidize/
You can’t rhyme peroxide raps apartheid go along 4 the ride/
It’s racially augmented now niggaz is bitches switching sexual positions
Who the fuck gave you the right to act feminine wit flip flops on/
Now many men is being lead by peanut butter
Can’t even get the jelly open while I’m still smoking/
With out the dopest body I inspect tits, tats and butts
My flow flutters til clits get rubbed like earthquake/
Bake emcees freeze-frame the damage done
Get cha photographed by the pens I wrote/
Bringing the aftermath after you was released from death row
My team ain’t bad boy’s or military toys we employ guerillas/
Feel the bars that maintain society’s codes
I’m V wit a Vendetta dead e’m faster than you can C on C.com/
I rap loops around your tracks taken e’m give e’m memories
Call e’m Johnny Pneumonic rhyme ionic can’t find it/
So if it ain’t got The Technical One signature on it
Don’t pick a copy up wait til the retail leaks
Then press play n watch e’m speak/

This is mad science
Broken down formulas
Being examined and tested
You [the press] get addressed
Next wait til I’m finished for comments
Now known as The Technical One
If you ain’t see the “T” sign
Then don’t buy it…..

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[J.T.S.]

Pretty ill i must say, it's off the hook son!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[singodsuperior]

that was nice dude

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Verbally vicious detoxify rhyming on the side
I’m rap’s Dr. Kevorkian and you are? /
Mr. Mike Psycho lyrically unlike no other
I spike bombs through TV screens
Get cha ears cleaned so they can receive/
Signals believe to be extra terrestrial
I’m playing both side of the brain/
Know the man don’t get lotus poned by the man
Expanding my empire wired to fire off calibers/
Of bullets I pull it hair trigger style ATM card receiving
Monetary value how you knew without the mask on/
I bask in glory historically told the story
Passing the rock out of hand touch get’s me points in the clutch/
So don’t rush life’s a bunch of hits and misses spit it vivid
Know how I do even if I didn’t live it I can still picture it/


I got those cues
Are you ready to go?
We got these cues
Suzy isn’t gonna
Wait for the cue
To go she’s just gonna leave
I got those cues
Are you ready to go?

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Don’t think the game ain’t got the solution
I need retribution confusion takes over/
Now I’m cold as ice rice cakes patty cake
Break the weight scale it up from the feathers up/
Duck those that’s camera shy hide wised man “Once said”
He who employs decoys, lives longer and get’s stronger/
Recoil the fire foil ya plans hand e’m off
Toss e’m in the trash get back to the drawing board/
I got my swagger back now it’s time to I rack tracks
Repeat steps three through zero now you got A HERO/
From the lab to the pad I’m back like da resurrection of Christ
From cracks I piped up through the sewers to the surface/
I went from B-E-N take it from the best who went on quests
I found something think his name is Tech/
Graphically mechanical lyrically analyze the rhymes
Help you execute and debug the system/
This isn’t a re-up this me from to you now if you recall
Back in the saddle like Butch and The Sundance Kid/
Spit cha savvy non-captivating bullshit spit respectively
I’m ripping through crews like a hurricane do/
Now the government got a tidal wave to contain
Taken the name Hurricane Tech for obvious reasons/
Niggaz ain’t got a chance to escape the rape-over
Are you ready for a take over that around the corner/
You can’t speak on topics making e’m tropical
Quite like the opposite sex do so I rep me so on/
Forever liver higher off the rhyming now you
Proceed to judge me for residuals ain’t been given yo/

I’m focused if you didn’t notice
I’m focused better get ready
I’m focused are u ready
For a takeover
The game needs a makeover
The game needs an enema
The game needs a remedy
It’s time to reinvent it
Let’s enema me

[ArcherPriest]

this is aite.... i think you had some good concepts but they could've been delivered better... some of the lines didn't make sense... like you were tryin' to get a point across but before it happened you''d jump off on some irrelevant shit... came off as somewhat scatterbrained n' shit.... i dunno... that's what i got from it tho... I could see where you was goin with the game slippin' 'n all that.. but the lines didn't support it

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

These niggaz look cool on TV
And make it seem pretty for radio/
But I’ve been under presumptions
Lyrically you dumber than the host/
My focus be on destroying the lies
You tell I excel at truth regardless of how jumbled it be/
I’m verbally more confusing than a game of sudoku
Spit at who my views be part Christian, part Muslim, part atheist/
I’m also part are you saying this or just relaying it
Fuck that I’m conveying my multi platform rap forum/
Clap it up like an audience that isn’t outraged
I’m mentally technical more amazing shining
Rewinding minds like tapes spieling outta control/
Don’t get outtake my outbreak is about sake
Saving the few like the 12 monkeys do/
Get cha glow on my mold be emerald
Lyrical ventricle spit wisdom knowledge/
Operating ache in pain taken the name
Techwon extraordinary rhyming forge me a sword/
Cut e’m umbilical cords download the courses
Taken thoughts taught in verbal ceramics/
Can it garbage is taken out eject there takes
Awaken the dead as we blade run these androids/
I’m Harrison Ford at his best rest my test and case
Check e’m like chess this ain’t checkers deck e’m/
Ace in the whole Tiger paw claw the rhyme roar
I Lion-O these Hobos my flow goes on and on/
Bomb you like levitation empire these blue crosses
Rap’s the bosses you can’t cost it if you foster it/

If you wanna slay it
Then you gotta play it
For what it’s worth
I’m a unearth
The birth
The life
And
The death
If you wanna
Ref then step in
And do it then

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Scan the line
Migrate the mind/
Read between the bars
Cut cha cards up use division/
Reputable rhymes use decisions
Inquisitive minds got used to it/
Flow focused using the mathematics
Supremely I dream the use of it/
Theories and numerals
Rhyme ruble confuse you/
Getting the verbal jumbled
By bars that have been mumbled/
Rumble in the jungle humbled
By versatile wild still that has become/
The conundrum polar opposite of what
Genuine hip hop is versus this pop-art/
We see everyday staying hot bubbling
Above the surface can’t breath wit all this smog/
I rap fire around these hogs and plummet
There stocks down to zero the economy/
Would relapse relax my flows be crack
Like heroin exactly you can’t fathom it G/
If you just finished reading
Or listening to this record/
You’ll realized you’ve just lowered ya intelligence
By a very little bit but it’s happening in our communities/


Get it number place
Logically we use u
Like Sudoku
Get it knowledgeable
Fill it out 3 By 3
Making sure
The digit
Contain
The number
1 thru 9
As we sudoku u
As we sudoku u
As we sudoku u

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m psychotic like a battle rap you wrote for Eminem
My persona is the octave protector rap doctor/
You can’t rhyme for nada my flow be Prada
Get cha Gucci on my rhymes are Ray-ban reflecting the sunshine/
Fuck that bullshit I rip spines outta backs, rip brains outta heads
Hack up your mind and leave with no eyes cuz we See No Evil like Kane/
Check the temperament expert evangelist like Billy Gram
Running ramped with mucho dinero through the Bible belt/
Let me cometh and whip dat old ass
I glass jaw shatter your Williams/
Get cha pilgrims and milk them titties
Fake or not I’m no Grandma’s Boy/
I employ a couple those [*white boys]
Needing to bail you outta trouble you know/
Get cha garner my lines begin to ponder
Rhymes a sunder flows a wonder twin/
Blows holes through ya dome before
You pick up the chrome it comes dope/
I wanted an album so bad I rambled the rest
Of it wrote it off as an investment on my taxes/
Lyrically too tight you can band together
Like those played out concepts/
Best got to Budapest and rest
Cuz my flows be a no contest/
Thinking you going to push me
Back into that psychotic lyrical oxy moron/
Rhyming Adonis lyrically you couldn’t handle one of us
So what makes you think you can get vicious wit me/
I may not be a battler by heart but I can spark
And don’t ask me why not? Ask me why start? /
Something you can even finish lyrical I’m a psychotherapist
Spitting it analyze theorized by bars I already exercised/
After I flood boards, I’m flood my space grab connects
And interject my fury into this flurry how nice I hurried/
Bury any emcees trying to take it too me like a mixer and a blender
After I put a pause in your game like PS3 then you’ll see me/
Until then I’m leave you opened ended like molested child
Trying to recover from that is a heart attack, fuck rap/

Hip-Hip isn’t dead it’s just waiting to be rebreed!!!!!!




What if I’m done?
What if I’m here?
What if I’m gone?
What if I’m none of the above?
So don’t ask me questions
If you don’t see it or try and be it

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Get cha flow amplified and detoxified
I rap for the summer, winter, autumn and spring/
Let’s take this bullshit outta rap music
Let’s reconfigure the genre without the horror/
And make it neater like armoire
Hell nah I don’t rep Park Avenue/
I rep the hardest avenue
Where the cabbies won’t go/
I rep for the thugs, hoodies and rookies
Bitches don’t need to give up the nookie/
Thinking popa always he want is a cookie
We need to respect our women/
Give me a producer & a studio I’ll unleash flows
To beats unimaginable, unattainable heights/
Olympian at times making mucho dinero
For these cynical imperfecto check rhyme for shit yo/
Alls my people see is another hustle and not an art form yo
We got a chance to make history instead another story on page 40/
Give me a pen and a pad I’ll be gladly ready to craft a track
Multiple in seeds sections met with ease skills indeed/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Niggaz get shocked like therapy
Can’t nurse me back to health/
If you felt, FELT then say hell yeah
Photogenic rhyme the premise/
Got cha by the teeth
Like dentist/
Am I your apprentice?
Rent this out like space/
I’m the vilest holding coldly
Drilling filling in for you/
Blowing more smoke out cha ass than Nixon
I’m toxic never went like a fad or K-Fed/
Ready, wait fart dart the mark
Path the spark see me paint the dart/
Niggaz ask Tech you makes no sense
Like Ghost we don’t get it/
So I say go with rhetoric
Lyrically connect it like the internet/
Overly vast in size check the burger
Without the fries and you begin investigate why/
Get cha flow capped without the cowl
Wrapped up in towel toilet tissue bless you/
Catch you see the parables in the paragraph
Use your knowledge born to theorize/
Theorems exercise your headless gentry
Mentally perform telepathy without you knowing/
So we can get it going throwing darts at cha head yo
This is the head case Mike the Psych aka Mike Psycho/
Unlike no other emcee out there
So if you got cohunes my flow be the nut cracker/
Mic-phone bust backer rap zapper raid roach stomper
Fuck you I make you go bonkers in the romper room/
Grow up and excel past your dumbbells
Lift those like barbells upheld the rest yell/


Off the top
Stipulation
Is an revisionist’s?
Definition of what
An emcee should be!!!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Yeah, Techwon got you open don't stunt
You know the name by now,
You know what I wantSucka 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

I’ve been had skills, this style is psychotic
Hypnotic, erotic wit mental sprockets/
I spill more blood their Iraqi warfare
Bomb here we won’t show fear/
Multiples of threes in seeds
I feed more needs than the reading rainbow/
My flow be photosynthesis photogenic
Wit horrendous effort I wouldn’t of made it/
Sprayed fade it electrically making it
Metrically improbable to handle/
Family and friends get the evil ends
Rendering me selfish then I’m helpless/
Closing closets rapping prophets
Opposites attract when I detach/
Match my wits then you can spit
Flip the multiples that I flip/
Then we can rip, kick and flip
Do the dip as I fuck her from her set of lips/
Fanatical raps transformable rhyming porno star
Triple X horseman weaponry be a full course man/
I dead them like politics making them a
Pile of tricks waiting to be fed to fish/
Now that’s a rip, stab to the heart
Thoroughly thrown by technician/
Moving efficient can’t kick it wit
The most integral rhyme irregular/
Pull the pancreas and spleen out
And watch cha go mean without these/
Might seem not some important
But have functions all the same/

Yeah, Techwon got you open don't stunt
You know the name by now,
You know what I wantSucka 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

[Lil' Ruger]

i like it not really tongue twisty nice and flowable second verse...so this is gonna be a whole song? i await its arrival

[J.T.S.]

Hot spits permed my wig, you sick kid!!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

hope yall ready 4 the invasion

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good looks check out my previous works

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Who run it?
You know, you lookin like
You ain’t know it
I tear the bar up most def
This flow is gon bring heat rocks
And you know but You lookin like
you ain’t know it
Who run it?

I’m epidemic of everything you hate
How I have skill that build and kill/
I play wit fire and burn you in the process
I’m colder than ICE and hotter than LAVA/
Trying to swallow the hollows I shoot off
This isn’t no GAME just you too LAME to get it/
So let me explain it I drain it like threes
Aim, high, low and squeeze/
Cash in often closed coffins
Bossing holding e’m up without tossing grenades/
Haven’t been busted yet but I’m that psychotic
I might explode like the incredible hulk at anytime/
Often calm mild mannered but I’ve been called
The “Black” Bruce Banner doing damage/
Without a hammer I crush mics wit my hands
Mentally I got the strength of a thousand men/
So just notice I don’t battle I rattle cages
And push e’m back to page NONE/
Get the fuck outta here my flow
Isn’t revered or fear it’s just harden so you can’t hear/
Understanding is cracking domes cutting it close
Your flow is loose and outta control/
Don’t provoke the dopest mic contract killer
Since I’m a villain how can I be heroic/
Notice me I’m the dopest coldest
Frostiest spit it the hottest/
Now you’re driving me
Back to the insane mind state
I reached before I peeked/
I’m a reach and blow your dome outta
Dawson’s Creek before you reach/
Trying to speak on me isn’t the wisest thing
So before you turn 20 something else/
I’m a melt cha hot fried like chicken
Before you pimp it you’ll get scalped like scrimp/

Who run it?
You know, you lookin like
You ain’t knowI tear the bar up most def
This flow is gon bring heat rocks
And you know but you lookin like
You ain’t know
Who run it?

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I got thousand darts
Lined up ready to spark/
How thick is your heart
Blood pumping wit no skills/
I’m thumping leaving lumps n bumps
Throwing mine wit superb design/
Lounge line diamond tipped blade
Cut razor sharp shade ace ya ace/
Can’t encase me and mine in ice
Nicest wit the pen penciling in these stencils/
Dotted encoded throwback unloading holding
Hostages colossal forecast com-cast cable as time warrants/
Unicron arm megaton check ya regiment weaponry
Become your Achilles heal so I weld my sword/
Cut cha cord leave ya umbilical unhooked
Book e’m link e’m back to system/

[J.T.S.]

tight as ever!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good look uppin

[ArcherPriest]

wadn't feelin it homie..... really at all


uppin

[ArcherPriest]

aite homie... ya nine views deep with no feeds.. so im a give it to ya...


needs work... mad work... honestly.. im open to different styles n' shit .. but i aint seein nothin here dats doin it for me.... thats jus me tho... maybe theres cats feelin this typa shit but uhhh.... da flows off.. lines are a bit weak IMO... no personallity... i aint gon go on... jus keep doin you tho... i get hated on daily... never took away from my craft... keep doin ya thing yo... peace

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good look 4 da honesty

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Pussy retarded verses Bacardi up
Got that fire water going through my veins/
Through n through my niggaz held my back
Got it locked like that now niggaz is depending on GOD/
Holding forth flame the torch I’ll rock it
Like a marathon runner gunning 4 the Olympics/
Clandestine check the lesson tested in hallways
Never flinched I pinched the bag saving some for delf/
Hustle the cluster from Penny told me Denny was
Gonna try n dead me for cake I had plenty/
Thinking they knew I stuck e’m for the boot
Took they’re loot criminal passions was blasphemous/
Back on my grind miraculously touch the heavens
Now I’m down doing seven going past the reverend/

Stories told
Bout glory
Stories told
Bout sorrow
Stories told
Niggaz know
Stories told
You know
We got
Stories
To tell
Ayyo

[J.T.S.]

reminds me of some masta killa shit, shouldv'e kept it flowin'!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good look

[Bigot Hitman]

Yup, the flow is masta killa/ cappadohna like. I wanna do that shit type shit but its weird.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Don’t go killing it
I’m the villainous/
Technocratic microphone psycho
Unlike no other emcee trying to be somebody/
Whether it be Jack Dempsey Muhammad Ali,
Or anybody I rock domes like punches, jabs and stabs to bodies/
Thinking ya flow is knotty my spit stay snotty
Lower class rushing crushing machine/
Thinking you fucking wit the network regime
Give me the scheme scam in the palm of my hand/
Banned from the club saying I’m too thug-militant
Giving it the sergeant drilling tip flip the script and began to rip/
If you ain’t got the grip kung fu
Like then leave without saying goodbye/
I blame you lames for the state of the hip hop game
If you ain’t trying to make a name then why pay to play/
I’m on The Pillage; The Struggle home isn’t in the bubble
They’re in The Jungle hold the lions roar rumble/
I wasn’t no silver spoon fed breed house broken
I wasn’t given no golden ticket to pass the line/
I had to work for mine, doing me and mine
Getting our own grind on beyond you and yours/

Weaponry be militant
Armory be invincible
Weaponry be power
Armory be victory
Weaponry be truth
Armory be shelter
Weaponry be health
Armory be prosperity

[Lil' Ruger]

make your own thread and post all your shit there.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Don’t go killing it
I’m the villainous/
Technocratic microphone psycho
Unlike no other emcee trying to be somebody/
Whether it be Jack Dempsey Muhammad Ali,
Or anybody I rock domes like punches, jabs and stabs to bodies/
Thinking ya flow is knotty my spit stay snotty
Lower class rushing crushing machine/
Thinking you fucking wit the network regime
Give me the scheme scam in the palm of my hand/
Banned from the club saying I’m too thug-militant
Giving it the sergeant drilling tip flip the script and began to rip/
If you ain’t got the grip kung fu
Like then leave without saying goodbye/
I blame you lames for the state of the hip hop game
If you ain’t trying to make a name then why pay to play/
I’m on The Pillage; The Struggle home isn’t in the bubble
They’re in The Jungle hold the lions roar rumble/
I wasn’t no silver spoon fed breed house broken
I wasn’t given no golden ticket to pass the line/
I had to work for mine, doing me and mine
Getting our own grind on beyond you and yours/

Weaponry be militant
Armory be invincible
Weaponry be power
Armory be victory
Weaponry be truth
Armory be shelter
Weaponry be health
Armory be prosperity

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Pussy retarded verses Bacardi up
Got that fire water going through my veins/
Through n through my niggaz held my back
Got it locked like that now niggaz is depending on GOD/
Holding forth flame the torch I’ll rock it
Like a marathon runner gunning 4 the Olympics/
Clandestine check the lesson tested in hallways
Never flinched I pinched the bag saving some for delf/
Hustle the cluster from Penny told me Denny was
Gonna try n dead me for cake I had plenty/
Thinking they knew I stuck e’m for the boot
Took they’re loot criminal passions was blasphemous/
Back on my grind miraculously touch the heavens
Now I’m down doing seven going past the reverend/

Stories told
Bout glory
Stories told
Bout sorrow
Stories told
Niggaz know
Stories told
You know
We got
Stories
To tell
Ayyo

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Its Techno incomparable lyrically eating
Emcees for breakfast, lunch and dinner/
Who’s the winner splitting heads wit clavicle
Weaponry sharper than any medical scalpel/
Hit you scrapping targeting system until governmental
Control expose chose flows lost like shows wit no critical direction/
Intercept passes cause classic damage ravage any savage
I’m a master of the blaster casting storms over head like Mother Nature/
Drawn together magna rhymes that bang ya like painters painting billboards
Cut the cords fall to your death/
Most explosive next to meth I ref no matches unless there celebrity death matches molded in clay-motion like Miles Lane/
Bring the pain take names disguise armed knowledge birthed wise
Call me the technical one destroying sons like solar flares/
Got it on L-D who can sell me and my music is a substance abused
Like morphine got you in a dreamy state of mind/

Niggaz wanna spit like The Technical One Man
Who’s the best even now?
Who’s The Microphone Psycho?
Who’s the nastiest emcee in the last five years?
This is microphone malice trying to balance life like a circle circumference

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Its Techno incomparable lyrically eating
Emcees for breakfast, lunch and dinner/
Who’s the winner splitting heads wit clavicle
Weaponry sharper than any medical scalpel/
Hit you scrapping targeting system until governmental
Control expose chose flows lost like shows wit no critical direction/
Intercept passes cause classic damage ravage any savage
I’m a master of the blaster casting storms over head like Mother Nature/
Drawn together magna rhymes that bang ya like painters painting billboards
Cut the cords fall to your death/
Most explosive next to meth I ref no matches unless there celebrity death matches molded in clay-motion like Miles Lane/
Bring the pain take names disguise armed knowledge birthed wise
Call me the technical one destroying sons like solar flares/
Got it on L-D who can sell me and my music is a substance abused
Like morphine got you in a dreamy state of mind/

Niggaz wanna spit like The Technical One Man
Who’s the best even now?
Who’s The Microphone Psycho?
Who’s the nastiest emcee in the last five years?
This is microphone malice trying to balance life like a circle circumference

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

upppin

[martyr]

...not your best work in my opinion... good flow though and decent imagery, nothing special... keep doing it brah, i know yuo're wlays on you grind...

[J.T.S.]

Nice as usual fam, and good to see ya back martyr expect to read sum fire on here from ya!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Perfect track record flow be deceiving
Emcees like scans from MD’s n Police/
Can’t bag me on a short leash
I got a higher rate of maximizing my outcome/
If I vanish off the grid and fade into the dark
Slide past the guards cram ya selves in U-haul
Bail to Miami or the keys for shore cutting it raw/
Running my homes closing them by phones
Doing me legally never corrupt like ducks/
I hold my mics wit flows that frozen
Like Klondike’s owning emcees frosty/
Costly it cost now I’m sober chosen
New nicknames dick game get kicked to bitches/
On flick of the spit and the tongue be lashing
Like ninjistu trained assassin coming for classes/
Doping heads in London call me the traveler
Cold deluxe lavaliere spitting spears outta my mouth/
How you want it sharp or sharpened
Now we’re hitting the heart touch him wit darts/
Intimidate these factors looking smooth as actors
Giving them no reasonable doubt as we maneuver/
Through the streets on scooters in the shadows
Smoking plenty of Buddha packing a Lugar/

Who’s to choose?
If we catch the blues
Without clues
They’re bound to lose
These purchases like
Cadillac hearses and
Bikes, dikes and ships
How much you wanna lose
We’re not Jewish but
We’re the enrollment
We’re the bankers
With battles axes
And charter ship anchors
So which is it?
Hard boil or soft boil?

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

9 views n no reponses wtf
anyways UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNN NNNNNNNNNNNNN

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m mixing tapes without barcodes
Will either A) get me a cash flow/
Or B) get me raided and reprimanded
As if I was selling drugs n bootlegging/
How you disturb the peace without
Disturbing the beast now niggaz have to creep/
A real hustler according to Dame never sleeps
He rests and thinks conscientiously unconscientiously/
Lyrically I never pause just when breathing
How you thieving from me when you don’t know who I be/
Get cha knowledge born don consortium on
My weaponry be the real public enemy to these up coming emcees/
Not ever real they take the appeal weave it n craft math
Beyond you perception I’m connecting/
Resurrecting nothing that those white rappers
I beta kappa emcees and give e’m embroiders/
Flow accordingly loyal holding court
Even without my darts I’m still armed to the teeth/
Ask the beast I feast on they’re remains
Make these sons go bonkers ain’t totally nuts/
You can’t corrupt the dog who’s been a mutt
Now bitches front on the kid n stunt/
What is it cuz I’m not black enough
Or is it cuz I’m not Puerto Rican enough, huh? /
You ain’t disturbing my reality any
So if I don’t plenty I’m a just move on
To the next chick and flip/

[Bigot Hitman]

Perfect track record flow be deceiving
Emcees like scans from MD’s n Police/
Can’t bag me on a short leash
(Great flow, good substance,8.5/10)

I got a higher rate of maximizing my outcome/
If I vanish off the grid and fade into the dark
Slide past the guards cram ya selves in U-haul
Bail to Miami or the keys for shore cutting it raw/
(nice drug game bar, flow is still uncontrolled n unique, 8.5/10)

Running my homes closing them by phones
Doing me legally never corrupt like ducks/
I hold my mics wit flows that frozen
Like Klondike’s owning emcees frosty/
Costly it cost now I’m sober chosen
(another perfect flow, descent metaphor, like the lyrics too, 8.8/10)

New nicknames dick game get kicked to bitches/
On flick of the spit and the tongue be lashing
Like ninjistu trained assassin coming for classes/
(Great flow again, good metaphor, nice imagery, 8.5/10)

Doping heads in London call me the traveler
Cold deluxe lavaliere spitting spears outta my mouth/
How you want it sharp or sharpened
Now we’re hitting the heart touch him wit darts/
(Perfect flow again, like the semi-punches, an imagery was flawless, 9.3/10)

Intimidate these factors looking smooth as actors
Giving them no reasonable doubt as we maneuver/
Through the streets on scooters in the shadows
Smoking plenty of Buddha packing a Lugar/

(Consistent flow, real good closer as u keep to ur topic, nice imagery "Giving them no reasonable doubt as we maneuver/
Through the streets on scooters in the shadows" 9.5/10

This whole verse, you had your crazy flow down pact. The imagery was nice, especially for that line above. Like the harcore appeal without having to use the cuss words for real. Had some descent drug game bars in there too. overall-8.8/10

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

You ain’t no killer
You all filler n not even iller/
I’m fantastically drastic mastering
Moves scalping emcees like cowboys/
My flow ain’t no toy or even considered a joke
I blow up emcees like those blokes get soaked/
Super soak bitches wit my sperm cells
As I genocide you creeps from getting a peak at life/
Always n forever stay trifling in the dark as I rode for a party
And cold crushing mics is a hobby/
Rushing throwing grenades at enemy barricades
Fish scaling there dormitories without the glory/
Holy I’m Mick Foley breaking through mine fields
Instead of barbwire n fireworks I’m hard at work/
Hit cha where it hurts you couldn’t detonate on me
Without being disembowel throwing down let’s go NOW! /
Get it on often straighten out my neck out after
I sharply shoot clowns n run e’m down SOCOM style/
Wildly psychotic idealist lyrically social semantic
With my semi automatic full metal rap jacket/
I pack it like sex packets I still Mack it wit precision
Causing e’m contusions to hoes alike/
Now I’m back to write cha off
Like a season finale of any TV show/

Let them come
I said I’m ready
For an exchange
Check for the derange n insane
Let them come
I said I’m ready

[Lil' Ruger]

yo we still doin collabo?!?!?!

[Bigot Hitman]

You ain’t no killer
You all filler n not even iller/
I’m fantastically drastic mastering
Moves scalping emcees like cowboys/
(didn't rhyme but stayed with good lyricism. 7.5/10)

My flow ain’t no toy or even considered a joke
I blow up emcees like those blokes get soaked/
Super soak bitches wit my sperm cells
As I genocide you creeps from getting a peak at life/
(nice punchlines, your had more consistent rhyming in these bars,8.4/10)

Always n forever stay trifling in the dark as I rode for a party
And cold crushing mics is a hobby/
Rushing throwing grenades at enemy barricades
Fish scaling there dormitories without the glory/
(great flow, and switch ups wit the lines, nice substance,9/10)

Holy I’m Mick Foley breaking through mine fields
Instead of barbwire n fireworks I’m hard at work/
Hit cha where it hurts you couldn’t detonate on me
Without being disembowel throwing down let’s go NOW! /
(unconrolled masta killa flow again, nice punches/lyrics 8.6/10)

Get it on often straighten out my neck out after
I sharply shoot clowns n run e’m down SOCOM style/
Wildly psychotic idealist lyrically social semantic
With my semi automatic full metal rap jacket/
I pack it like sex packets I still Mack it wit precision
(nice, this should be ur closing statement doe i think, 9/10)

Causing e’m contusions to hoes alike/
Now I’m back to write cha off
Like a season finale of any TV show/
(Good lyrics, good substance, and great flow again, 8/10)

overall, descent dong, i've seen better from you, above average piece, 8/10

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

You want surgery? Lyrically I’m surgical
Wit the pen I cut through anything external/
Verbally more vicious than a Mexican standoff
Hold up who got Tech-Knowledge-Ability/
Lyrically I kill more often wit more targets than
Kiefer in 24 spreading deadly spores/
Examine rhymes by grammar displacement
Erase every variable cutting off any parables/
Mathematics makes the equation solution
More elusive without conclusive evidence/
We continue out present course evade weaklings
Pass by them like the evolutionary theory/
Give me more power to the thrusters
As I rush ya cut through ya armor/
I’m calmer wit furious anger to bury
Throwing darts cutting ventricles near the heart/
As your battery sparks I electrify the place
Wit multiples multi’s utilizing rhymes as auxiliary/
Absentee ballots get abstracted n captured
On small screens like TB on TV/
Giving you no credit for discovery
So you infect the public with false publicity/
I give your forces a run for there money
With more rashes attracting more like Mono n VD/
This ain’t Ali or Cassius Clay on display or in their prime
This is Technical Graphical wit an array proving ya decay/
Don’t think this is all fun and games
Wit names, titles, rings and thangs/
This is competition with wisdom
Using all knowledge to attribute you to any column/
So don’t think I’m slouching or become a couch potato
I’ve just be come more strategic wit an abundance of lyrics/

We blaze mics like, 4 alarm blazes
Like, Dorothy you far from home
Stop biting n start writing
When will you learn?
Whack lyrics and a hot beat make your song
Weak n irrelevant
I'm a lyricist so it takes more than
Punch-lines n beats to move me

[J.T.S.]

Tight drop homey, shit's banging 8/8!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I rhyme icy retarded
Cold crush these emcees like cinder blocks/
Rock eye sockets outta place
By the way I waste mixed company/
Close ya mental crash ya dental
Can’t stray from those principles/
Crippling rippling effective collective
Best check ya mate before I decimate/
Overtly you underestimated rhymes
Bated fade cha minds like soundtracks/
Bomb back Bombay it’s an arms race
Desperation shuriken substitution/
I jutsu emcees with multiples
Close caption for these kinds/
Iron pressed tattoos get smashed
Blood streaming without the means/
Gleam beams of light after I write
Sun cycle bars through the rinse cycle/
Hit cha wit the multitude virtue
Spit prime time meridian/
Crime time iron will
Kill verbals wit skills/
Built off weights and pills
Taken measures to make/
Cut cha off after qualifications
Erasing mainframes without a degree man/
This is a refresher course
In the technical sword/

I got that style….
That’s unique physique
I got that style….
That buck and
We…don’t give a… fuck
I got that style….
That you can’t call it
I got that style….
That’s a cross between
This….and….that
I got that style…..

[Sun Supreme]

Dude! What the fuck!!!! I ain't gon hate on ya craft but i couldn't get a feel for the flow, the rhymes, nothin!!!! This would prolly sound good on some spoken word shit but I can't imagine that shit killin a beat. 3/10

[Longbongcilvaringz]

sort of agree with above comment, the rhyme scheme didnt work for me, i dunno how this could flow, but it would be interesting to hear over a beat.

lyrics were ok.

[Bigot Hitman]

Naw naw fuck that, i grapsed the flow on this and it was straight ill, i like how your come original wit yo concepts an use diverse vocab. Guys jus lookin at this loosely can't what words ur rhymee'in, but that's jus cuz the format u wrote it in. Overall-8/10

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m chaotic rhyme sporadic
Making it look like magic/
I crash through domes
Without any biosphere you’ve been rear ended/
Deadly weaponry I settle all beefs
With fried meat and fish on the side/
I’m wise beyond years
Drinking inklings sprinkling cancerous particles/
And I wanna thank you for not smoking
My flow is awaken like caffeine gimme a dream/
Switch ya apparatus giving it that MPC flavor
Compute more material seeing it visual/
Now if you got style with steez
Just know I’m wilding on you/
Wickedly addictive tricking these emcees
As if I was The Black Nixon/
Clicking it up online
Spine tingling rhyme wrinkle in time/
Grind in the game making my name
Totally framed plaque actionable intelligence/
Now does that make me look relevant?
I don’t think you notice or maybe ya a novice/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin appreciate the feedback whether it be uplifting or downgrading i'm cool wit it

[Sun Supreme]

That was way better than "i got that style...".

Wickedly addictive tricking these emcees
As if I was The Black Nixon/
Clicking it up online
Spine tingling rhyme wrinkle in time/

Those were some hot lines. Love the Solar Bladez title. Me and my henchmen have slain thousands wit solor bladez. I respect the fact you can swing one. 7/10

[Dr Sleepwalker]

was feelin' it

[GuardianOne]

I suppose you were busting...

Peace

[HeightZ]

i bust heads, like i spend bread//
100 on the neck and the phat hoe in the bed//
p.h.a.t, pretty hot and tempting//
i got the diamonds and i got the cream//

i drop rhymes like i drop snitches//
another one rats and i'll give em a couple stiches//
i roll down the heightz block, pullin back the glock//
i see a narc then i bust some shots//

cuz thats how im rollin, ice like diamondz, golden//
i give frieghtz comin to a fight//
hear my fucking name...the names fucking HeightZ...

pCe

[HeightZ]

how u like tht?

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Deviances Da Vinci code man machine
Rap guillotine drop those beams on constructed dreams/
I scam scheme demonize bars as I heavenly raise e’m
They highlighting words spoken by Charleston Hesston/
Asking the press did my raps
Impress him; Can I address him as Charleston, right? /
My flow be like ergonomics now my shit
Is going to be clear and economical/
Overtly critical making miracles
Without histograms dissecting plans/
Checking lands checkmate highly debatable
With words cutting curbs/
Verbalizing rhymes I’m exercising
Given the guidance I’m rhyming/
Designing specters wit syntax
Checked for dramatics now it’s erratic/
Making these bars willing bending
Now ya rendering can it be helped/
I’m sweltering hot rhyming ice pack cold chillin recording
Rhymes I’m boarding with flames according
Now niggaz wanna ghost face kill ya/
Without a mask on I classically pass the baton
Rap armed to the teeth like I’m ready for war/

Now what!
Now what’s the gimmick?
Now what’s the lyric?
Now what’s the spirit?
Now what’s the rule?
Now what’s the law?
Now what!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Paralyzed Winthrop my flow
Soaks in water rejuvenating from the smoke/
Hope the flames didn’t burn ya name
Cold cut this microphone fiend got game/
Played the field welded my blade
As we touched steel cut n shield/
Block n dodge peeped ya barrage
Check out my form of mirage/
I transform like Megatron optimal arrival
Flow give up that ghetto revival/
I marvel shine silver like the silver surfer
Devour these beats without a master thesis/
Preach varied sermons close the curtains
Access these rhymes with cerebellum matrix/
It’s like watching the coming of spaceships
The day the earth stood still is the day I took my first kill/
Lyrically the truth stays buried hurled with a ball of flames
My flow ever stays the same gimme the essence/
It’s a miracle of resistance falling lovely
Deadly with the melody ominous raps communist/
I’m a pugilist democratic rap acrobatic
With a style that’s all technocratic/

Don’t get ripped in two
From my view ya paralyzed
Open ya eyes n try n rise
Get cha game face on
From my view ya paralyzed
From the waist down
Don’t frown
Get loud…..

[Sun Supreme]

I like that shit alot killed it wit the first 2 lines. 8/10

[Krazi]

yeah likin da flow , content n all da

8/10

proper good read dat was , nice one

got anythin recorded mate?

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

yeah check me out at myspace/techwonproductions

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

When I proceed to rock the mic
I strike like lighting conducting all voltage/
You can call me Electricity or wattage
By the way I rip these emcees……
Leave e’m stinking like cottage cheese/
Making you my audience as I program
These tracks translate them to audio programs/
I got these tools professionally jacked
Now we ripping without an conductor/
I’m the lyricist with more theories
Than a theorist now do you hear this/
I spit my visuals on the canvas
Never abandoning ship just cuz we got a leak/
I recoup, regroup and restore my progress
As we diagnosis this condition waiting for the prognosis/
Now we back to form lets unite b4 we take action while
These checks get cleared we forming Voltron/
Exploding on point like a neutron active like proton
I rap in higher forms I’m mysteriously condensed/
Now you try and pretense the rhymes
They get rinsed and cleansed like contact lens/
Now you got twenty-twenty vision…….
Seeing these bars I wrote with a full point of view/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Yo let me riddle you a tale of death, murder
Wit a little suspense wit blood drenched/
Unveiled at galleries like shorty named Mallory
And this lyricist spitting smithed darts like shoes/
I came to the dart shop looking for new marks
Wrote my list checked it twice seen something nice/
Checked out after speaking my Aladdin speech
Peeled out wit the PO’s yelling Thief! Thief!/
Gambling half a handling rhymes got wrangled
Sparked a look to my left see her walking/
Now I’m hawking wit swords I’m stalking
Now niggaz trying snatch my GWOP/
I’m saying no OCK my spit stays locked
As I target these arts leaving e’m dropped/
As I’m running n ducking I saw ol’ shorty
In the shop again checking for her
Wasn’t something I was thinking/
So I begin to start running as shit sparked off
As this tall big nigga began spraying over my mural/
I ray quick spearing this sucka like a WWE move n shit
Now I’m locked up for aggravated assault with a spray can/
I didn’t squeal and spray so I sat in the cell til something else
Came over me and next thing ya know I’m free/
How ill is it to be as shorty seen the whole thing
Stating how I was defending my art n shit/
And I just got hit off with a little time n a fine
The judge told me to put my talents to work/
Still a street nigga at heart but now I’m paint shopping wit ma
Looking for the next thing to spark my expression off/
So I can sell it to the highest bidder trying to become
The modern Picasso without paint I spray it on…../

And don’t let e’m tell ya no different……


I got these corners closed n shut off
How you write without graphics
I can’t see or math it
I ask how you do it?
Without specific conclusion
You’re confusing me?
This isn’t art…
This isn’t art…
This isn’t art….
This isn’t art….
This isn’t art….

[J.T.S.]

Liked how you started off, but towards the end the flow got a little shaky, nonetheless an unprecedented effort!

[Sun Supreme]

I mostly agree wit J.T.S. the whole concept was ill but the flow, especially towards the end, did'nt nail it home like i really wanted but good effort nonetheless. 7/10

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good look alright thanks 4 da advice

[Liquid Lines]

tite son. My favorite lines:
Gambling half a handling rhymes got wrangled
Sparked a look to my left see her walking/
Now I’m hawking wit swords I’m stalking


yeah good, peep my thread.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

good lookin' everyone

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m ever sick wit concepts
Multiple wit badges of honor/
Coldly I rush in before they touched him
Now niggaz in need for CPR check his Medicare card/
This is how the hard bomb explodes
Now we reload ammunition without a question/
Call e’m resurgents now I’m versing these verses
Hurting e’m leave e’m in the ICU ask e’m how you do/
Destine the lesson specified the lines
Need to proceed wit like passwords/
I spray pictures on walls and call e’m murals
Now I write words down wit multiple syllables/
Now you critique and review e’m without eyes
Unique n publish ya findings in magazines/
Actions becoming of an officer I’m the regime
Mean green time ticking hero half shell machine/
Little enough I duff these buff cats
Like beer done fomenting/
Now you speaking slang in languages
It’s hard to gauge the rage put e’m onto another page/
Written purely for the stage now niggaz
Think they’re motion picture material/
When they’re straight to DVD material
Not even OSCAR or Academy worthy/
So we straight back to blitz I’m straight to rip
Flip these notes like halitosis seeing me I’m focused/

This is the truth
When I’m in the booth
I holler the truth
When I’m in the classroom
I holler the truth
When I’m in the living room
I holler the truth
When I’m in the box
I holler the truth
When I’m in the booth
I holler the truth
Let me show n prove…

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[Sun Supreme]

That was straight. it put me in an old skool vibe like masta killa does. It was a little hard to follw at times but the lyrics are definantly up to par. Its the fow i worry about. 6.5/10

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

That was straight. it put me in an old skool vibe like masta killa does. It was a little hard to follw at times but the lyrics are definantly up to par. Its the fow i worry about. 6.5/10

GOOD LOOK WORKIN' ON THE FLOW 2

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Weaponry Armageddon swordplay
Be my namesake aim high, strike wit hate/
Be ya self and you shall gain wealth
Without being self serving unnerving
Its bout who ya serving/
The way of the samurai, exclude ya thoughts
Sharp as katana blade, quick as a nunchucka/
Selfishly these lines are accosted
Wit beats that are frosted/
Cold as a winter’s night
Hot as the equator my rhymes
Fade cha voice like Vader/
If you can evade e’m asteroids
Never march head long or head strong/
You’ll be a bong before ya gone
Up in smoke like the dopest dope/
Rocking thick rope chains
Bringing back the bomb diggitty/
Lyrically ya wickedly whack
I Shaq Diesel these tracks/
Wit monster assists I split domes in half
With a ninja like presence, invisible on a track/
Too cold to hold this texture check ya dresser
My ledger has been posted for a minute/
Got a 4-5 locked wit 8 in the barrel
Russian roulette these slugs too Tibet/
My freedom has been fought
Wit more powers that taught/
Skill and ability has held true
If they’re used righteously/
Up keep the beat mine for thoughts
Hold a fool court as we beef n fought/
Wit conviction on my side I spit lessons
In less than 15 minute sessions without a question/

Rock e'm outta sight
Rock e'm outta mind
How about you try n write a rhyme
Thinking it's easy to be an emcee

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Golden axe cardiac raps
Master blast I crap on the world haps/
Hoping on trains, buses and airplanes
Destination Spain, Rome, China, Japan/
Expression cold crushed possession
Resting on fingers lay up lingering/
Spit fire righteous rhyme iris spit spy hunter
Rhyme blunt stunner crash ya dorm party norm hardy/
I hold court famously fought load a clip
And grab those grips like this ain’t shit/
And begin the ratchet clip
Dip gamma ray exposure roll colder/
Oxen raps clocks in sprint these darts
Crash these marks alert the hearts/
Fame dope man ace of base
Crazy lace scam these dro faces/
Cashmere sign here formality
Normal CAT scan give me numerous plans/
Cart cha darts off with shoulders from my sawed off
Crash course famous rhyme aimless with most cadence/
I break this wit speech reaching a thousand G’s
Flowing with a thousands bees get my crew vibrant keys/
Speaking wit needs grammar greed feed these markers
Harder wit darts hungry for multiples wit photos/
Dope e’m up wit comatose flows open nose
Get cha windpipe closed check the notes/

We folks, crew, a clique
We a team we rich wit teams that’s rich
We speak on it, they speak on it
I do uno, dos, tres
They do uno, dos, tres
It’s the art of imitation
The highest form of creation

[Mattlocka]

Keep it going man you doing your thing

Peace The locka Man

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I might be the shortest emcee alive
But my drive is a Lamborghini Murielago at top speed/
Whether on the mic or in person
I’m the hardest driven/
Lyrically working the bars
Like a weight bench/
You can deal wit mistakes
Trying to rhyme while killing the breaks/
As the deejay’s scratches new life of passion
Is reignited now I’m rhyming excited/
Feeling the words are as vibrant
As a Stan Lee comic book or Picasso painting/
Now I’m a continue to ink the pad
Rip these mics wit skill of katana blade/
Throw ya darts I’m a dodge e’m
Like Jet Li or Pierce Brosnan/
I’m a stones throwing lyricist
Always keeping it classic like Dilla I ruff draft it/
Breaking it down these classic mathematics
Crafted by elements only the WU can derive/
Now that my flow has been exercised
By these words referring to NordicTrack/
Got my bows flexed now I’m ready to attack
A track like Michael Johnson I’m running track/
Bringing back the gold medal wit more heats
I burn slower than a candle in the wind/
Coming from the 3-1-5th we da Salt City bitch
Ready to leave yall starched by the start
As I spit my spark like MONY building parking garage/

Rolling outta bed
Putting bullets in my glock nine
Rolling outta bed
Rolling outta bed
Making beats and rhymes
Rolling outta bed
Rolling outta bed
Doing what I can instead
Rolling outta bed
Rolling outta bed

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

If you got skills then
You better build something special/
Cuz you are about to fall for everything
Wit nothing to say about it/
And my flow got it locked
Like Serengeti without the words/
I wrap it up around these forks
While I devour these wanna be’s/
You more like calamari
Without getting played like Atari/
My Mario Bros. will Sonic the hedgehog
These weaklings to pieces without a master thesis/
You can’t piece these theories together
Without knowledge to convey pleasure/
I read cha mind like terrorist thoughts
I threaten these bars wit more darts/
String ya heart along like a harp
Flowing surgically sharp leave e’m cut deep/
Creeping with more beef than amputees need
Crash ya creed feed cha mental need for food indeed/
Got these fans craving saved by waving ya hands
In the air like you just don’t care/
I spit these lyrics like flaming fire balls
Hit e’m harder than softballs I catch no wreck/
For the flows I inject like kung fu skits
I spit these bars straight off cassettes decks/
Give e’m the subject matter
More scattered than genetic recombination/
Wit enough skill bringing back
The simplest concept of lyricism/
If you wanna make chopee then
You gotta do what cha gotta do/
Cuz I got criminal minded flows
That making me illmatic without all the static/
Giving these flows life over beats that shine
Beyond the glamour and the glitz proving I can spit/



What cha gonna do
I’m a give it too e’m
Rugged raw………..
Hit e’m harder
Than any bass

[TheWriter07]

i like that flow in this, images could be better overall 7/10 keep elevating

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

In the essence of this semester as you passing
When the sun shines bright and moon rises/
And yes it still rains, hail, sleet and snows
Meaning through all these obstacles’/
I stay tropical even my topics are remarkable
Staying sharp with hazardous darts/
Believe me when I tell ya I’m a make
My mark without selling my spark/
I got the heart of lion, the mind of a stallion
Yes I still be black, proud and wilding/
Seeing through my skins a unique mix
Spit these tricks mines ain’t for kids/
Do ya bids long stretches or single night delivery
We be missing you G, how ever, when ever/
Don’t make me CTRL, ALT + DELETE
These emcees wit slight touches on keys you see/
Check the view from computer screen I see you wit VIDS
I mean scanning the airwaves for possible hard drive space/
Erase you from this hard disk like virus overload cha buffer
My flow is tougher than 512K RAM lyrically your SPAM/
Don’t confuse the different between email spam and spiced ham
I rap wit these beats made in fruity loops by yours truly/
Sick and unruly cold wit the tools aim low high shot ammo
Leave ya grand tucked away without darts so/
Edit cha bars on cool edit, audition and even pro tools
I’m from the new school you rat king
Looking more ridiculous than Ming/

It’s the return of the
Intro lyrical rhyme killer grammatical
Wit more flows than anything inbreed yo
Get cha shit together
We ready 2 strikes
Get cha shit together
We ready to strike

[DVSK]

meh, ok.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

upppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Uppin

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

If you nice wit the grammar
Then don’t over use these syllables/
Wit the words like hammer
I jammer, yammer, rammer without any cameras/
Spitting it wicked wit da lama bringing
More drama hit pause and use a comma/
So here’s a lessons in how to speak on topics
Proper you ain’t rocking flipping these modes/
I got skills multiple times over wit quotables illicit
Verbally vicious now you wanna switch it/
Gripping my pen endless when I type up these writtens
Now you’re a victim of these lyrical slugs/
Taking more in the paint than a technical foul
Trying get the ref attention is like snitching/
Expedite these rhymes n lines out to ghostwriters
Like you do wit cha rights every single day/
Thinking some government official give a two fucks about cha
Niggaz please I scrape by wit ease never considered enough/
So I spit it super ultra magnetic giving it the feel
Hitting it off wit some mass appeal like back in the ‘90s/
I’m still rugged n raw Herculean
Lyrical rhyme dominant/
Crash ya prominence I’m ominous wit topical diction
Dropping hotter than Star Tropics wit optical refraction/
You can’t photograph and capture these satellite views
I use and defrag wit my third eye/
So from now on don’t call me
Techwon, techno or none of the above/
I dead arm these monoliths lyrically I’m the honorable
Knowledge Born birthed from……
My born borough until the day of my death/

I speak over these beats making the stakes is high
I take flight when my pen strikes the pad
I take flight when my fingers strike the keyboard
I take flight when I do me and not care bout nada
I take flight when you don’t harass me
I take flight, I take flight, and I take flight
Whenever I write (I take flight!!!!!)

[J.T.S.]

Chaos i couldn't follow where you were going with this verse,
some lines was onpoint, others were wtf??
i like ya style son, just keep spitting!

[Fresh Breath]

Yea think it needs more direction!!

[Fresh Breath]

its alright nothin to shout about!

[J.T.S.]

And yes it still rains, hail, sleet and snows
Meaning through all these obstacles’/
I stay tropical even my topics are remarkable
I lied how u put those together.

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I spit these darts, bars and words
Like Vert ramps and BMX bikes/
How you strike like dolomite
My lines bite down like braces/
Taken space up like a human being
Got looking stupid from all the gimmicks you speaking/
You ain’t leaking I’m extracting your DNA
My lyrics be experiments on the community/
Virtual you ain’t acuminating no knowledge
My flow be polished like buffy doing me in college/
Rapid fire wattage loose ya mind crash ya hard drive
I’m smarter than any monkey considered a simian/
Fucking wit Tech is getting your self wrecked
Bloody up ya own set wit no protection left/