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    Black panther,shadowless steps jig is a vet/grey whiskers in the beard so i demand my respect/movin shadow like silhouettes until I creep on your set/removing heads from the body when I eat thru the neck/my tongue is a katana,slicin feet to the chest/when they spinnin like helicopters im defeatin the best/i mastered the fif,god forbid i reach for the heck/my son next to hold the crown,when i teach him to spit/i breeze thru a test,n every word i speak is a threat/so im breachin the chest,silver spears piercin the breast/till the fluids in the body seep n leak thru the flesh/awaitin the 7th day cuz all im seekin is rest/

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    dope scrolls Jig

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    Peace my nigga.

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    unorthodox awkward flow,sun these jokers gotta know/my flames will keep you on your toes,and burn you out your fukin clothes/make you stop drop and roll,drain your spirit eat your soul/bringin death like fleets of crows,the god has come to reap control/mind to the body,from the body to ya sneaker sole/put this fukin beat on hold,i'll still recite my ether scrolls/silent war creep in homes,screamin on u,speaker fone/desert eagle beak is chrome,cold steel cheek is froze/stand my ground n reap whats sown,speakin like im eatin coals/elevatin killer poems,styles mature,speakin grown/behold the king that seek a throne,cuz royalty gon need a home/for me to rest my eager bones n sketch my poems in sheets of stone/

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    this is a fast paced type a verse,peep it.


    We be wildin spittin violence,like the violinz break the silence/yall be lyin henry rollins,feed u to the fuckin lions/jigsamin heavy rhymin,servin cats,cup of ramen/copyin my fukin tablets,mimickin,they rippin simon/we the tyrants,blow ya sirens scorch em with the steady firin/gain momentum rainin venom,liven up the heavy wirin/rhyme flow switch,from a high low pitch/so the god switch speeds like a high low shift/run up on the stage with 5 fo-fifths/make a nigga run the mic,betta hide yo shit/turn 5 gold mics into 9 coke bricks/got rappers salivatin from the high dosage/hands get mood swings like a bipole chick/better hide ya face from the combo bitch/left to the right fist makin 9 bones chip/impact to the chest so the spine cold split/ice cold spit cuz the rhyme so sick/gatherin my chi so i rhyme focused/ern dawgy pcp swarm like locust/damagin the mic soundalikes blow dick/drink yak till i yak up nacho chips/n my face swol up like a live blowfish/jigsaw play the back,with the gats on grip/spit the pitch black bitch till the back go click/n ya dead cold flesh turn to ice cold shit/

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    dopeness

    for reading purposes i suggest ur space that shit out,



    We be wildin spittin violence,like the violinz break the silence/
    yall be lyin henry rollins feed u to the fuckin lions/
    jigsamin heavy rhymin, servin cats cup of ramen/
    copyin my fukin tablets, mimickin, they rippin simon/
    we the tyrants, blow ya sirens scorch em with the steady firin/
    gain momentum rainin venom, liven up the heavy wirin/
    rhyme flow switch, from a high low pitch/
    so the god switch speeds like a high low shift/
    run up on the stage with 5 fo-fifths/
    make a nigga run the mic, betta hide yo shit/
    turn 5 gold mics into 9 coke bricks/
    got rappers salivatin from the high dosage/
    hands get mood swings like a bipole chick/
    better hide ya face from the combo bitch/
    left to the right fist makin 9 bones chip/
    impact to the chest so the spine cold split/
    ice cold spit cuz the rhyme so sick/
    gatherin my chi so i rhyme focused/
    ern dawgy pcp swarm like locust/
    damagin the mic soundalikes blow dick/
    drink yak till i yak up nacho chips/
    n my face swol up like a live blowfish/
    jigsaw play the back, with the gats on grip/
    spit the pitch black bitch till the back go click n ya dead cold flesh turn to ice cold shit/








    ceeumsayin
    but yo man
    heavy rhymin for real bee, props on the ill werd play
    New Music alert:

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    catchin wreck when i grab a neck,cant fuk with us like abstinence/we spew thangs that ooze brains,praise the upper management/wingspan the temperature rise,expect your demise/returning from the ashes i see death im ya eyes/ayo we godlike...so that mean u lesser in size/so know ya place in the food chain step to the side/i be stompin the concrete with a deafening stride/so im breakin the seismograph,with life threatening lines/my vocals shaking motherfuckers,they forgetting they rhymes/bars giving rappers amnesia,they forgetting they lies/I travel in spirit form,footsteps in the sky/while im rainin on muthafuckas till the heavens get dry/no escapin this,so dont go n hide or change your alias/the winds of the gladius cover a 50 block radius/my fightin stance be smitin clans,black clouds from lighning chants/pawns advance they gettin stamped,by lord zero,jig,n skamp/

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    Behold its the bold spectre,that strike with a gold scepter/
    scrolls on a stone sketcha,revolvin the old lectures/
    controllin my throne get'cha,the skeletal bones betcha/
    get crushed by the lone wrecka,or blown with the crome hecklah/
    bin rhymin to jigsama,the future im john connor/
    barcode on the left of the flesh,my vein lava/
    swords daggers n chain armor,get slain with my flame slobber/
    my chants are insane papa,i shackle n chain lock ya/
    constant battle with the serpents n dragons,restraint blocker/
    conjure storms in my fingers n palms,i rain proper/
    i travel on dirt trails,n surround em with earth spells/
    i pound em with burnin flails,underground where the birth hails/
    get found when they turn stale,with the worms n the earth snails/
    the shock value is equivalent to that of the third rail/
    im a rule till i turn pale,till they hammer the first nail/
    till the tumors kill the medula,removin the cold mail/

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    Yo its the five figga cat,spittin live nigga rap/
    45 nigga rap,ayo the rhyme clikka clak/
    denyin the god on a track,jehovallahs got his back/
    the left arm of skampoe position pawns to attack/
    from the dawn of the crack,till the morns what they lack/
    ayo i move the frontal lobe of ya mind to the back/
    fo pounds in the pack,gold crown fitted cap/
    like thieves in the night stolen crowns give it back/
    u know the prophets livin godly,walk thru magma mixed with concrete/
    comin down from burnin buildings just like gavin to the tommy/
    blowin ashes off my jacket,heckler koches lookin siamese/
    stridin thru the smoke,after risin thru the bodies/
    pope is standin right beside me,knights n bishops they behind me/
    Any hethen wanna try thee,dragged away strapped to a dali/
    biblical n catastrophic like the singapore tsunami/
    How we turn they cerebellum into fields of fukin broccoli/

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    it's going down like some gravity,battle me...yo nakka please/
    I rap for free and snatch your fees,metaphors or actually/
    i know they wanna get at me,but muthafukkas lack the stee/
    i bring it home the last is me,hittin hard i crack a tree/
    finger strike u splat ya spleen,fully rifle rap machine/
    goin on a slashin spree,so aint nobody after me/
    jigsama flow combatively,and overpower blasphemy/
    chitter chatter rapidly,n split a rapper tragically/
    from the brain to the right toe,butcher knife flow/
    ridin thru the night with the kit like michael/
    clips in the right while im grippin on the five-fo/
    hard to recite difficult for u to bite yo/
    shatterin jaws with the mandible claw/
    both hands turn sand into glass when i spar/
    cuz jig soler powered like skampoe the gawd,turnin cells in your brain to a hand full of tar/
    bearers of truth with no hair on my tooth, every breath of the lung burn fuzz off yo tongue/
    this is the after effects of the mic that I grip,from the battle that I won n blow the dust off my gun/

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    everybody's got a story to tell,bout product for sale/
    how they a product of a cell,and how they dirty cheddar is stale/
    but that he say she say is cliche so oh well/
    how about the other 90 percent that b going thru hell/
    Trapped in they mental state like they under a spell/
    Like Armies of fuckin zombies,till im numb to the smell/
    My vast knowledge n wisdom,spit a bottomless well/
    So i can show u how these jewels convert to thousands of nails/
    I speak for those nobody listens to that live a hard life/
    just because you carry a ratchet it dont mean that you trife/
    and just because you been in the street don't mean that you nice/
    I aint no gangster nigga,I just struggle and fight/
    weather it's my paycheck or when I hustled the white/
    the realest regular cat,plus you'll get crushed with the mic/
    That brings truth to the light,and diminish your sight/
    I destroy with verbal delight,beware the lyrical strike/
    Its The corner store cat,spittin corner store raps/
    Make an army fall back,when the 44 clap/
    Ayo the gods is all that,liftin all of yall slack/
    Bringin thunderstorms that,make the pillar stones crack/
    U illa nope,yo im hella dope,potent like the smell of dope/
    Stayin in rare form just like a chunk of yella coke/
    U better yo,im thinkin no,jehovallah contender bro/
    We keep it extra funky,while they lack the fuckin smella soap/
    Right arm of jigsama,the left of jehovallah/
    Puerto rican ruck n rock,no we cant be fuckin stopped/
    Underground sounds,crush ya knot to chunks n blots/
    Meditatin till we levitatin,risin to the top/
    Aint spittin it like we spit it,might live it but we the illest/
    Or shall i say we the eyeliss,the livest with these lyrics/
    The wisest with keen spirit,dont try this cuz we give it/
    Batter ya teen spirit n shatter ya dreams feel it/
    Duh lp gramma evolve to sword n sledgehammer/
    Choppin off the headz of every cobra commander/
    For actin like they aint like the symphony of the mic/
    Then brought the power of the soler right after the darkest knights/
    so we here to confirm that we controlling the throne/
    Spittin liva saliva from the top of the fukin dome/
    comin back with a vengeance, the god foilin plans/
    Heat from oily glands givin rappers a tan/
    With every verse that i buss,im settin fire to the booth/
    Burnin all they lies,have em searchin for some truth/
    Cuz my audible quotable,undeniable notable/
    Ooh it fukin hurts,when im chokin a throat or two/
    Lyrical brain stormin,insain like bates norman/
    Feedin them pain pouridge,u see how i bring war n/
    The infallible spit,kick the back of the fifth/
    Shit is real muthafucka,its biographical shit/
    Underground low pro,force u out the dojo/
    poverty crime and pain,yall mufukkas dont know.../
    the book of daniel.....

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    nice stuff, i need to get back to writing myself.

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    i like how you don't have a mega lyrical style, because all styles and the mega lyrical style is all nice but a verse doesnt have to be ultra lyrical to be nice and it can sometimes not play of well when recorded

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    Peace lord...not exactly sure what u mean please break it down. I always come with the super lyrical,whether its simple or complex,i just try to diversify my wordplay where its not too hard to break down but i still let niggas know im a force of nature. I might b misunderstanding u tho.

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    Nah im saying some rappers in general come with the ultra lyrical stuff ya know.

    I like all styles but sometimes I get the impression in the underground that if you aint going super lyrical ie similar to KP/Bis stuff it aint of high lyrical quality.

    You've got good lyrics but your not (at least to me) along the above lines which i also think is a good style.

    It's for me the line between accessible lyrics and saying all the above and beyond lyrical shit

    i think im not getting my point across well, think of it a bit like... bis and pun both lyrical both great styles

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