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"Come as you are"
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Wu banga/Dead President/I Run Da Hills/Negroid Czar/Mister Big/Bigot Hitman
All me
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The dealer of hope is selling me lies Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise This life was never mine, the rivers never ran Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman) http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61 Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 06-04-2007 at 10:58 PM. |
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THE DIFFERENCE
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ghey
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slippy slippy
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paid killer in the street
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nice. you got a good flow and some killer lines in there. keep at it fullah, its good shit!
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"Come as you are"
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I like to make up rhymes even though I'm wack as hell, but here's somethin i just wrote.
yo yo My rap is a remedy, bust caps in many enemies hastely, not time to waste, spray yo face with the mace Crazy, drop back rhymes from another time Surprising... like a old tree struck by lightning Yo I envision a germanation of a thirld world german nation Anchient Civilization, Scriptures locked up in basments Test me, I'll fabricate an irate tirade Display dormant harangues, Leaked from my rap vein Causin pain yo, let me actuate the process Extinguishing burinin crosses, Kill off the Drug bosses Take over, reveal, efface, then terminate they losses This disc jockey said my lines ruff and cold, like ice hockey Some dig in yo pockets shit, orginal like dennis rodman shit Silver picks, metal pick, platics picks, comb candle wicks Come off like a remix, even jon cena couldn't see it Fuck him, i'm the champ, bust ya head wit a marble lava lamp
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The dealer of hope is selling me lies Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise This life was never mine, the rivers never ran Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman) http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61 Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 06-06-2006 at 11:08 AM. |
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You've got some good shit in there, some nice similes and good abstract imagery etc. If anything I'd just say work on making it flow together a little more smoothly. Keep at it.
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"Come as you are"
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Very first verse, this is also the wackest verse on this thread. It embarassing on the real so don't even read it.Don't read this shit and think i'm wack, look at the pages after 10.
Call me solomon, some say soli Hit'em hard and quick like ali Peep these niggas followin me They probaly holdin, underneath the clothin, pockets is swolen Yo, ya never know but lets sho ( sure) Cause i aint tryin to catch a brick today, I think these was the dudes runnin trains on the freeway Keep ya pace steady, hold up! i'm not ready Shoot these niggas quick, make sure you see they spaggetti Another d-day, bullets is bout to spray Bodies is bout to lay, they gear old, shit bout to decay pedestrians, bystanders, smashed by stray black hammers I'ma black panther, slick like pajamas, This the gamma ray, I think those niggas turned the other way They lucky, we was bout to make'em squeal like puppies, fuck em Sometimes hoe's greed starts to slow me Carry swords like shinobi, clever and tough like ginobili I proceed, prevail, penetrate like nails Broke to ya minds gate, discovered you fake cause It was built of easy bakes, inside of plastic crates, faggot Change ya maxi pad'and, thinkin about fashion I should split yo whole cabbage. _________________________________________________ I don't care if its wack i'm just bored.
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The dealer of hope is selling me lies Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise This life was never mine, the rivers never ran Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman) http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61 Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 12-09-2006 at 01:49 PM. |
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"Come as you are"
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I just posted this in the official kill the guy above thread, but i know everyone doesn't go to that thread. I wanna hear comments on it, i know its not great for a rapper, but for me is great, cause i'm not that good.
I exploit enemy voids ,with potions and poise Approach with no fear, turn men back to boys Revert their gats to water guns, change them fags to honey buns Physical toughness for you brothers, Aggressive manuevers for you hoodlums I'm loseing, my orginal gangsta state of mind, To advance, I strike back with fantastic ryhmes Some niggas call me the poet, they say i can't really flow it But my lyrics paralyze spinal cords and determine rap quotas Inspirational, passional, emotional, controlled by no one I got songs for days cause i'm powered by the sun Absorb solar energy to fight foes and defeat m.c.'s Fuck the master, I'm the king of all ceremonies Unatural disaster, I'll prove you wordplay is phony, Mimicry is prohibited beyond this point I'm shootin near my best, accurate, don't test my joint Come with double wesson's, teachin niggas the lessons Of the rapid lessening of the hip hop essence The assasins are on the horizon, lets combine and make triumph Attack perpendicuraly ,at once, Form a everlasting alliance Until they die we will overload, their memory capacity With vivid images imprented with a victory, a deadly tactic The'll never forget the day we all took over Rehabed the radio industry, tv, and media sober Now show me a fake rapper that can even step close If you do I'll resign from my title, and vanish like a ghost
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The dealer of hope is selling me lies Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise This life was never mine, the rivers never ran Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman) http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61 Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 06-21-2006 at 05:28 PM. |
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i like it. u don't rap tho?
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"Come as you are"
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No i don't rap for real. I just write to pass the time.
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The dealer of hope is selling me lies Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise This life was never mine, the rivers never ran Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman) http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61 |
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"Come as you are"
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I just made a little verse about some guy who killed a whole army by his self and went on to rule the world. Just bored.
Pernicous attacks striked easily penetrated armor Resistants, non existant, the outcome was barring One versus a thousand, posed only a small task A combo of past tactics, devolped potent sword crafts The magic commanded by the masses was severly outmacthed Tragicly they were abandoned support from their country is what they lacked The warrior that killed the whole army, had blood dripping garmets Despite a fighting adoration, his actions were the farthest Thing from humaine, weilding the force of several hurricanes He murdered entire provinces, no one could oppose his domain Domination of all nations, a basic oasis is what he embraced Disliking competetion, his hatred led to the extermination of the races
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The dealer of hope is selling me lies Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise This life was never mine, the rivers never ran Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman) http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61 |
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Nice style the way you wrote this verse. Interesting concept and imagination. Its a nice verse on thought that you hjad explained what it was about. Keep to that style. Would like to see more of you verse...
Peace PS: Keep up the good work and keep posting. |
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ARMY NIGRA
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I bet he was great at fucking chicks aswell.
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"Come as you are"
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Thanx for the feedback.
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The dealer of hope is selling me lies Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise This life was never mine, the rivers never ran Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman) http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61 |
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"Come as you are"
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First verse is shity but the second and last are better
First pick in the draft, Raps used as a haft High potential but lowclass, fuck attitude and habits Stealthy enough to snatch rabbits While attacking fleeing rappers, utilizing crafts and black magic Steal baggage, infect cabbage, with homicdal tactics Got the smooth cool tunes, perfomed on full moons Master deadly moves, portray styles...lampoon Your doom, inevitable, Your family, undefendable Kill each and every associated, but only if expendable Have dependable prisoners of many rap battles Conquered and ruled over, but its just natural The strong rule the weak, motivational words i speak Talent pipes i leak, to leave you knee deep,in defeat Verse 2 Straight from 513, reppin the Walnut hills Got the plasma pill ryhmes that emit many chills Seems to me, by every rap made, I ameliorate Continual advance, change premeditated fates Destroy mc's alias, with hated vocabulary Without using metaphors my lines still be heavy And i'm strong enough to support a whole solar system Music planets feed of my light, only form of logistics Statistics, of your past victories, weren't very amazing Load the verbal clip, hip hop bullets, I'm blazing Beware of razing ahead, all who apposed are now dead My interpositions...consistent, containing massive lead The propositions presented the position to dominate the mission Role of the overseer, made sure we fought with persistents With a mini army armed with bombs, kill nonchalantly Haunting the danger zone, but fight only to pardon thee (mind liberator) Verse 3 This is just my elan, don't need a whole clan Without grease in the pan, i still fried your man My style goes from complex to very simple but still no profanity, preserve sanity inputs Plus its orginal, first archetype, lyrics stay ripe Ready to slay a mc easily, with or without a mic But were's the hype at? were's the dikes at? And that pimp talk rap, that many say i lack Its true that i slack when it comes to spittin foul raps But these tabular array of lines, are formatted for impact Match that without sustaining a major setback, impossible Cuz i will always attack rapid, leaving sharks in animal hospitals Thats it
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The dealer of hope is selling me lies Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise This life was never mine, the rivers never ran Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman) http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61 Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 07-19-2006 at 08:51 PM. |
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