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    Quote Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton View Post
    wow...ummm...hey, sheep said all that needed to be said about this...lol

    and ur name's magoo? lmao
    YO SON I DIDN'T SAY NOTHING ABOUT IT CUZ IT WAS SO WACK THERE WASN'T ANYTHING TO BE SAID

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    at least im not frontin like im good and puttin shit on a myspace to that sounds like it was recorded on a fuckin cell phone im just fuckin around
    and sorry my name doesnt have cool words like skeleton in it
    Uh, word to mother, I'm dangerous
    Crazier than a bag of fucking angel dust
    When I bust my gat motherfuckers take dirt naps
    I'm all that and a dime sack
    Where the paper at?
    -Gimme the Loot

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    Quote Originally Posted by magoo34 View Post
    at least im not frontin like im good and puttin shit on a myspace to that sounds like it was recorded on a fuckin cell phone im just fuckin around
    and sorry my name doesnt have cool words like skeleton in it
    Listen nub alls i did was respond to skell's comment man don't have your period it's a forum we can agree to disagree. and i'm gonna state it again i didn't speak on your verse because too me there nothing to be said...now with that said nub i understand your fucking around which is cool. just not in this thread because liable to get shitted on by others man. i'm not shitting on you i'm just speaking facts about what goes on in this thread and this forum.

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    Right cha lines wit straighten spines
    I rewind wit lines like I guided in like airplanes in/
    Geographic’s to mathematics are given through sermons
    Worded brethren episodic my rhymes are the cartridge/
    I spit it never bigoted wigging out when I segue and go
    Throw darts you don’t even know I know I can throw/
    Walk through the shoes of my Islamic brothers and sisters
    Walk through the shoes of my Jewish brothers and sisters/
    Breaking bread wit wisdom never always deadly with weaponry
    Secondly I section more pages than continents separated/
    Aided and abided victims kick the 45 grammar wisdom
    Watch him get all skittish when see your not a percentage/
    Extra strengthage pardon my guestimation estimated
    How many heads is gonna take until we come back from brink/
    You can throw everything at them including the kitchen sink
    But cha still don’t get it like prophetic notions after effects hit
    Causing allot of commotion coming through like a locomotive/
    Shit is all potent whenever I wrote it throwing my darts down
    Ya should of never spoke it now I’m swarming like lotus/
    Switchblade trying to evade me with spades and faces
    Without dropping heat you blazing with or without cases/

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    Quote Originally Posted by magoo34 View Post
    at least im not frontin like im good and puttin shit on a myspace to that sounds like it was recorded on a fuckin cell phone im just fuckin around
    and sorry my name doesnt have cool words like skeleton in it
    shit, my stitches itch again
    my pen easily drips venomous liquids
    little kids skip scriptures and pick up big brother's guns
    the grips are still rough
    strength of will is my steel bustin
    troubled by the innocent repercussions
    attention simpletons:
    don't turn this into a grim reaper discussion
    my peace is corrupted by weak mumblin
    keep it comin
    I leave v-tunnels flooded with bleedin ice-crusted dummies
    breath the dust of a man standin on a giant's noggin
    tie the problems where they rightly belong
    exercise the longest sight strongly
    there are only two options: applaud or drop your own heat
    so you think you know kung-fu?
    show me
    your flow is a slow leaf driftin
    gettin drilled holes by killa beez
    mimicry is a difficult skill to exhibit properly
    your limited artistry against my unlimited armory
    keys swim in my arteries
    prehistoric sharks feedin on small pawns crawlin across beets
    chopped degrees assault the streets
    sergeant slaughter dirty moggs with thirty-aught techniques


    ^^^now that's fuckin around. you ain't got shit to say about shit till you can spit better than your namesake.

    don't get it twisted sheep, you got skills. just don't always agree witcha structure, but I bet there's somethin I'm not pickin up on delivery.

    Peace
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    Quote Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton View Post

    don't get it twisted sheep, you got skills. just don't always agree witcha structure, but I bet there's somethin I'm not pickin up on delivery.

    Peace
    okay cool

    When my sword swings
    I sing death strokes/
    Never fallen for the okay doke
    My shit donít stink when I ink/
    Drink liquor quicker than water liquids
    Spit it quick think a lick flick ya lighter/
    Spark a flame darken my name wit illy in the blaze
    Out the smoke come the game we play/
    Slay you dragonís wit haggler arms
    I bring back those badger arms/
    Massacre crap out at six tres dos
    I donít think you know who your are dealing with/
    Iím the gifted 13th born day weaponry architect
    Matching wits wit flicker clips dripping sex/
    Locking lips wit the ladies is how I do swayze
    Blaze these darts maybe when the haze be in effect/
    I check your disconnect with AT&T & NYNEX
    Play you like chess after I address when you stress/
    The phone rings next when stories get told in segments
    I recruit regiments wit educated monuments like Obelisk/
    When I torment cha wit the winged dragon of RA
    Solar rays shine once Slifer takes flight and ignites/
    Rewrite cha mind like a data disc spit a fisk when the Hulk rips
    Grip these pads megaliths monoliths task force rips through desert trips/
    Technical shit sparks fly when arcs die thunderous acclaim
    Libertyís thoughts die in a thunderous applause why/
    Similar to what Padmť says in Attack of the Clones
    I dismay the odds wit a staple of cards after we barter for bets/
    Aimed to disable threats like Piccolo my ability is a domino effect
    Directly intersect wit my other half like Kami-Sama while u glow nada/
    Break your mental facultyís wit skills more superior than a simple fatality
    I go from animalistic characteristics to spitting ultra complicated simplistic lyrics/
    Iím the One Piece to your Dragonball Z when you try n cross me like Epoch
    Spit wit left pop knock out cha flow like Vista does your Leopard desktop/
    Tactical practical magical with statistical evidence to prove it
    Once I start to rip as ripper should, could and ever would/
    Youíll be doing handstands without any digestive glands
    After hand I see through the fatal flaws cut through the raw/
    Hit eím hard like alien devices
    Reciting passages though various languages/
    Mastering plans through constant viewings of Channel Zero
    I saw methodological incompatible flows unpronounceable/
    Now I came outside and saw hip hop she was a curvy lady
    Betraying me after years of subsequent loyalty/
    Now she went down south for the constant measure of soul food nourishment
    Now she claims sheís getting educated at all black colleges/
    While I polish my tactics wit techniques view through screens oblique
    Critiquing emcees speech with less twang and more slang/
    Now Iím baller blocking Carnheart jean rocking
    Flow stocking knowledge born scoping/
    Once I stay locked to my target I never barge from it
    I come wit the penmanship so tight it canít be duplicated/
    Once it betrays me you can slay me like a knight to a dragon
    I stay badgering on with multiples tales of the strange/
    I stay a detective in comics once action took my place
    I rewound myself and began getting darker/
    If you can feel these flows from coast to coast
    I roast emcee wit least amount of notice before you can focus/
    Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 06-01-2008 at 03:32 AM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS View Post
    Tactical practical magical with statistical evidence to prove it
    Once I start to rip as ripper should, could and ever would/
    Youíll be doing handstands without any digestive glands
    After hand I see through the fatal flaws cut through the raw/
    Hit eím hard like alien devices
    Reciting passages though various languages/
    Mastering plans through constant viewings of Channel Zero
    I saw methodological incompatible flows unpronounceable/
    Now I came outside and saw hip hop she was a curvy lady
    Betraying me after years of subsequent loyalty/
    Now she went down south for the constant measure of soul food nourishment
    Now she claims sheís getting educated at all black colleges/
    While I polish my tactics wit techniques view through screens oblique
    Critiquing emcees speech with less twang and more slang/
    Now Iím baller blocking Carnheart jean rocking
    Flow stocking knowledge born scoping/
    Once I stay locked to my target I never barge from it
    I come wit the penmanship so tight it canít be duplicated/
    Once it betrays me you can slay me like a knight to a dragon
    I stay badgering on with multiples tales of the strange/
    I stay a detective in comics once action took my place
    I rewound myself and began getting darker/
    If you can feel these flows from coast to coast
    I roast emcee wit least amount of notice before you can focus/



    Iv'e been away, fathering seeds, abolishing beats
    Shining in streets, don't drink much, but i smoke weed
    And eat others food, a gully gutter dude
    Give me the loot troop, or your whole squads barbaqued
    Beat bitches fathers rude, cut em up , make em dog food
    Blast some O.D.B. pussy for free featuring Neptunes
    before i spit wack, the earth will discover a next moon
    Black Gorilla Monsoon, wrestling tactics bloom
    Smoke the fumes, eat emcee's like prunes
    hit this thread back in 3 weeks, me and my wiz having a honeymoon
    Last edited by Mantra; 06-04-2008 at 01:44 PM.



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
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    My lyrical structure will rupture these niggas fragile sculptures
    Pope Fiction suckers knee deep in the cultures
    Cures for the final four, grand slamming vultures
    Tales folk, white faced women, deepthroat the vets kids on a sail boat
    Exhale smoke, nostrils flaming, the declaration training
    Raining decipher drops, blowing noodles out in barbershops
    Pools of blood, bloody mops, operations on rocked knots
    Sapphire cyclops, invest in vest, and blue, and white tops
    God knocks your hustle, doors ripped off hinges, big muscles
    Walk with vicious pits, stab you in the iris with a afro pick
    Bust yo shit open, open fire, the sires gun smoking
    Twist trees potent, my jigger potential poking
    Speak english broken, narcotics are the fix
    Pusherman scripts, stuck in a wild western enviornment
    retire rich, bitches pitching for my fastballs
    Any bar battle, times racing, make your last call
    Been in so many fights, yesterday was my last brawl
    Broke a cats jaw, give me my cash, crawl
    Above the law, shoot a Steven Siegal
    Beats blown off the wall, i was born raw
    escaped through the rubber hole, blubber flow
    Fry your scalp like Nat King Cole, swing low
    Stay high, your ain't hitting shit like a blindman doing a driveby
    Murder shines, gingerbread man for the one time
    make bitches cum fine, pimp slapped, ya hoes mine
    Flows crime, children ditching parents for dollar signs
    Bartender pour me a drink, i'm too sober to think
    Imagination ink, my fascanations with spinxs
    Crime ring clique, thick in the thickening plot
    Home invasion with asians, ying and yang on your locks
    Last edited by Mantra; 06-06-2008 at 12:05 PM.



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    My lyrical structure will rupture these niggas fragile sculptures
    Pope Fiction suckers knee deep in the cultures
    Cures for the final four, grand slamming vultures
    Tales folk, white faced women, deepthroat the vets kids on a sail boat
    Exhale smoke, nostrils flaming, the declaration training
    Raining decipher drops, blowing noodles out in barbershops
    Pools of blood, bloody mops, operations on rocked knots
    Sapphire cyclops, invest in vest, and blue, and white tops
    God knocks your hustle, doors ripped off hinges, big muscles
    Walk with vicious pits, stab you in the iris with a afro pick
    Bust yo shit open, open fire, the sires gun smoking
    Twist trees potent, my jigger potential poking
    Speak english broken, narcotics are the fix
    Pusherman scripts, stuck in a wild western enviornment
    retire rich, bitches pitching for my fastballs
    Any bar battle, times racing, make your last call
    Been in so many fights, yesterday was my last brawl
    Broke a cats jaw, give me my cash, crawl
    Above the law, shoot a Steven Siegal
    Beats blown off the wall, i was born raw
    escaped through the rubber hole, blubber flow
    Fry your scalp like Nat King Cole, swing low
    Stay high, your ain't hitting shit like a blindman doing a driveby
    Murder shines, gingerbread man for the one time
    make bitches cum fine, pimp slapped, ya hoes mine
    Flows crime, children ditching parents for dollar signs
    Bartender pour me a drink, i'm too sober to think
    Imagination ink, my fascanations with spinxs
    Crime ring clique, thick in the thickening plot
    Home invasion with asians, ying and yang on your locks
    this is some raw shit JTS. big upz
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    just something i wrote real fast

    Sharks skin barber mind alter
    Fold never coffin Iím operating in the offering/
    Grambling scrambling arm and hammering
    Jaguar stain glass shatter past faster with words I alter/
    Rolling wit diamonds iron sharpen pens Iím writing with
    Strike like titians iron hot lions dens I rock fire stock/
    Cold crush elementals armor shattering tackling
    Arabic scriptures wit bible pictures holding Jesus close to my heart/
    Fold up chairs division rhyme and reason scholaring while Iím lounging
    Download mental mind frames time slates wit tablets from the greats/
    Taken plates confessions after mashing clashing with rivals
    Armed procession touching with words Iím rushing/
    Phase the place taken space from days I gaze wit lines I lace
    Taken track meets wit tack streets over dope ass break beats/

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    Take seats and watch another cop get his wig blown
    Pulling me over on the I-95 on my way home
    Half stoned looking at this Silvester Stallone
    All up in face with his hand on his can of mace
    usually calm with jakes, but these are the brakes
    Illegally searched, i put the middle finger in his face
    That mustv'e struck a nerve, i got served a left hook
    I hit that motherfucker with everything but the book
    T.K.O. the swine, know i'm on the run crazy shook
    Ghetto bird above, theyr'e igniting slugs at the crook
    Car out of gas, thought fast and snatched another whip like a pocket book
    On the block with Brooke, who's shooting? Son don't even look
    We took the exit to to the Gas station, awaiting the grand finale
    I gave up, they open fire on Brooke running in an alley
    Last edited by Mantra; 06-09-2008 at 02:03 PM.



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Itís the vocal lyrical iron monger
    Flow conjurer rhyme absconder/
    You canít even ponder the lines Iím writing down
    Iron out cha lungs and leave your brain chomped and crunched up/
    Open your mind wit surgical prongs
    Rhyme so long your jaw will snap from hanging so much/
    Candy coat cha defense with limited mobility and no opportunity
    While my offense scopes out cha walk through like New England Patriots do/
    Now my flow caught cha just like the flu
    Now emcees are turning blue from the way I rhyme it like it was something new/
    Whether Iím repping from Cuse yaíll still arenít used to our slanguage
    Matter of fact I speak English so potent they think itís binary by how complex it is/
    Spit for the kids, the wiz you finna marry itís get pretty scary
    Old fashion flows are ultramagetic wit the styles that be kinetic/
    Yíall cook your records up as quick as stir fry vegetables
    With no words to why so I approach my engineers to shift into gear/
    I jot down a verse fast as a javelin going in the Olympics
    Now you try sprinting against a lyricist wit mind quick as two Pentium chips in it/
    Negro please this ainít no gimmick my shit has no limits
    Like master p and his no limit chains/
    Take my game very seriously lyrically
    you still are not seeing me like the blind/
    Whenever Iím sharp as a diamond or
    Coming off the mound pitching curve balls at yíall/
    Striking you out fast as tornados and cyclones approach your home
    Grip tight as python singing more songs than riddles that be on Monty Python/
    Hello, hello are the lights on up in there
    itís cold when I have bring the musket here/
    I feel like an execution when Iím up in the booth
    presenting you nothing but truth/
    I doubt you can recoup the bars...
    I prove attempting to reboot cha mainframe/
    When Iím the propane that burnt down your studioís mainframe,
    oops I guess youíre out the game/
    Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 06-10-2008 at 11:25 PM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton View Post
    this is some raw shit JTS. big upz

    I appreciate the love.



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
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    Ice water world order, i dominate sections sub-zero frozen slaughters
    Golden arrows hit daughters, rent-a-cop reporter
    Penthouse for the torture, score high scorcher
    magnum hidden, eyes low good riddance
    Put ya'll in coma hits, ghost riding stolen whips
    Catching fits for the fitness, mafia kids whipped
    Mademen beat with whips with glass tips
    Shots through hips, and strips, and strippers
    Bar tippers, break bottles over heads
    Runover feds, nightriders eyes bloody red
    Cop wars, hardcore lord stores enemy remains
    Tai chi in the morning workout, toke pot
    feed the furious demon, trigga the gambler glocks



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    Ice water world order, i dominate sections sub-zero frozen slaughters
    Golden arrows hit daughters, rent-a-cop reporter
    Penthouse for the torture, score high scorcher
    magnum hidden, eyes low good riddance
    Put ya'll in coma hits, ghost riding stolen whips
    Catching fits for the fitness, mafia kids whipped
    Mademen beat with whips with glass tips
    Shots through hips, and strips, and strippers
    Bar tippers, break bottles over heads
    Runover feds, nightriders eyes bloody red
    Cop wars, hardcore lord stores enemy remains
    Tai chi in the morning workout, toke pot
    feed the furious demon, trigga the gambler glocks
    imagery is motherfucker go JTS love this shit

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