Some shit i've been writtin.

its the rap burgler/and i've come for ur jewlerry
the track murder and i'm getting it done like usually
set the earth on fire/like a satan take over
striking mafuckas like the empire/u get run over like range rover
MC make over/i raise the stakes/make you face the grave
i'm nasty like nas an ace when i face the base
cool and calm like a buddhist in the blizzard
pulling rhymes out of ass like i'm some sort of wizard
with more game than arcade/univeral came star made
run like a horse but you can't sea-buistic
lyrically aid infected and ever since been spitting with a sickness
shine like christmas/more words that pictures
when you wanna feature its like going to war
cuz on the fucking battlefeild i'm winning for sure
you cudn't score/if you were a fiend with a coke line
fuck taking toke/lay on my death bed last days smoking rhymes

with the mic in my arm/my senses react
dismissing all the words that my pencil attached
to the lined paper/rhyme greater/the dime creater
sending messages to my cerebral cortex
each time i'm killed i come back more blessed
manic running out of control mind caught in a vortex
walking thru the jungle/stay silent you move then you crumble
when my lyrics shooot you tumble
slowly like a hourglass/competiton i devour fast
making moves like Iron Mic/
close his eyelids to make sure he dying right
with the gun in hand/i'm equivelent to son of sam
life's just a one big struggle fam
create RAW shit like Vince McMahon
making muthafuckings scream WHUTTT! like Reggie Noble
your shit concrete local while mine reach global.

when it comes to the money drive
i got bags like i'm sleep deprived
my words i rhyme exquiste
on some INS shit/
but my hearts colder than two winters
girls start to scream and i ain't move fingers
strike nerves/what purpose does a life serves
u a bitch that lives by ur wifes word
my rhymes make you bite dirt/ruin your nice shirt
this is ur fall like lighting that strike birds
the microphone natural/facts actual
my name spread international
make more hits than Tysons glove
hard as steel as i be rhymin tuff
got game like i was created by Spike Lee
when i'm on the stage i never let the mic breathe
blowing competiton away like a tight breeze
with the pen in my palm/i bomb like naplam
never stay calm/cuz my verbal strays halm....
rappers gettin dropped like chicken egges
as i take flight and blaze farms

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

okay okay i like where u was going with this shit is tight have potential

which lines did you like and shit?

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

its the rap burgler/and i've come for ur jewlerry
the track murder and i'm getting it done like usually
set the earth on fire/like a satan take over
striking mafuckas like the empire/u get run over like range rover
MC make over/i raise the stakes/make you face the grave
i'm nasty like nas an ace when i face the base
cool and calm like a buddhist in the blizzard

well cuz you caught me in the openning lines and thats how you grab e'm or you grab e'm by ya delivery

peaceeee man.

Thanks for the feeedback, i just can't keep on writing shit, i have writing zones where i just write shit. A good rapper can come up with dope shit at any time.