More Than Just Another Dart

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m not stupid by any means
My shit be lucid ripping confusion to shreds/
Beat the lead outta ya are too heavy for magnetism
I’ll rip the Adamantium out of you/
Break you down like genetics
To any emcee you’re autistic to me/
Don’t even hold a candle to my flow
You couldn’t even blow metaphors out the water/
Flowing off the hinge
Leaving the door swinging wide open/
Dope flower off the roader
Hold cha heat, hammer, or chrome/
Whatever you want to call it
I’m brawl wit the knucks after we get gruff/
Duffle bag heads like Joe Pesci
Get stuffed petite spit a relief/
Leave the beef on the cooker
til we peel the flesh from his grill/
Rookies can’t book me
Let alone shake, shook or break me/
I’m Kane when he was Able pull my cable I’ll yank your transistor
Spit at frequencies you can’t decipher
Most emcees can’t even defibrillate or collaborate/
I pop your tape like brake pads glad
I slammed it hard on the floor like a porn star I get raw/
Call me the ominous onyx rhyme hydroponic
Spitting pyroclastic wreck havoc on your rap bastards/
I’m way past the 1st, 2nd or 3rd pole position
Given the proper ranking I might have to start tanking/
Oil slick regimes stuck in the mind of the machine
Neophyte what you ain’t never seen Neo fight/

[JohnMilton]

i'm addin on to the cypher, lt faggots go on and get higher
if we measure rappers in fire, u arson to a black lighter
cause its actuall to seek wire, and you rap ya flow like weak biters
yappin' boast to reach flyness, i'm a capture those who seek wise and
master poem that cease violence, so my rap is prone to heat writers
who act as thou they need 'viorment, that lack a tone of civilisement
while that have to go and speak blah shit, about clappin, hoes and weed buyin
i'm attackin' growth til expirin, cause if nothins after homes gonna live live thn
stretch it so i see like when, lil mama old and she 90
so you guys are grown see if i give, two pints of old t wild piss
bout how u flowin each odd sin, and try to go and squeeze 5 clips
in ya episode cause we see ya'll shit, commercial hoes eat my dick
its time for the show lew me sign 6, rhymin bro's who each writes hit
positive thou that'll be my niche, classic yo in each i spit
cause my saliva hold m and c vitamins

if its off...my bad thats straight off the head .

[THE MASON]

Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

I’m not stupid by any means
My shit be lucid ripping confusion to shreds/
Beat the lead outta ya are too heavy for magnetism
I’ll rip the Adamantium out of you/
Break you down like genetics
To any emcee you’re autistic to me/
Don’t even hold a candle to my flow
You couldn’t even blow metaphors out the water/
Flowing off the hinge
Leaving the door swinging wide open/
Dope flower off the roader
Hold cha heat, hammer, or chrome/
Whatever you want to call it
I’m brawl wit the knucks after we get gruff/
Duffle bag heads like Joe Pesci
Get stuffed petite spit a relief/
Leave the beef on the cooker
til we peel the flesh from his grill/
Rookies can’t book me
Let alone shake, shook or break me/
I’m Kane when he was Able pull my cable I’ll yank your transistor
Spit at frequencies you can’t decipher
Most emcees can’t even defibrillate or collaborate/
I pop your tape like brake pads glad
I slammed it hard on the floor like a porn star I get raw/
Call me the ominous onyx rhyme hydroponic
Spitting pyroclastic wreck havoc on your rap bastards/
I’m way past the 1st, 2nd or 3rd pole position
Given the proper ranking I might have to start tanking/
Oil slick regimes stuck in the mind of the machine
Neophyte what you ain’t never seen Neo fight/

Ill verse man, i especially like the flow at the end

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Originally Posted by Bronze Feet

Ill verse man, i especially like the flow at the end

good look bronze i got some more darts coming

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Long live the sword style
I’m representing from the city of the juice
That’s going to get loose when you refuse to lose/
If you got the spices I got the salt to your additives
Spitting adjectives ripping without any objections/
Connecting four when I get raw ripping jaws
Eating emcees up is like smorgasbord of flows/
Going off the dome y’all can check the X-rays
They’ll say he’s got an AMD duel core in his mind/
I’m off the hook take a look you see how much I drop
Props to my fam, my team, my peeps, y’all soon shall see/
You could view me on cyberspace under various aliases
My lines are black holes that how mysterious I AM/
I’m driven like Stallone trying to recapture FAME
This ain’t a game you’ll get PWN like opponents get OWNED/
I’m a rappers rapper a flow master a cappo when I’m flippin lyrics
Y’all busy bodies steady trying to study a women’s body/
I’m steady studying my craft like monks in a dojo
While you want to be pimps with much mojo/
I’m steady flipping flows showing you how I do this son
As if I was an early incarnation of “Flow Joe”/
So if you want to see what cha know
Just know I’m outta space when I get raw/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Open documents
Raps populate cha tape/
Optimal lines I take a tasty taste
Spit my germs straight in yo face/
Class is in session check 4 ur lesson
I’m back like the best western/
Coded flows open blows
Breaking noses/
Float around
Take my tools/
Chromosomes taken out
Radiate make the debate less rare/
I stir up the flares stab beats
That makes me a deviser/
Advising these dominations
From super nations to pooper relations/
I recouping my statements
Take note of it/

[THE MASON]

Take notes, bring out the pencil and pad
jus a little lad, jumpin on every fad/
its sad, to see little kids listening to bitch mcs
so i defrost there minds from deep freeze/
mentally free, my words are electricity, with dynamics
potentially, i take flight, on geothermics/
hovering over the land, throw bolts of lightning,
i clutch in my hand, its so frightning/
im delighting, fucked in the head from DNA splicing,
genetically remastered, crafted to cause disaster/
a madhatter, in fact after the matter, you still hear my laughter
your trapped, hyponotized, by the gaze in my eyes/
man medusa, turnin mcs to stone, break every last bone
my body still sits on the throne/
that means, you combatin my soul, low and behold,
your head started to roll/
how can you fight that which is not there, mental retain you
caged to restrain you, but how can you blame me dude/
use crude measure, vocal tactics, left your whole team static
the centre point of a lever, from your death i get pleasure/
forever im the earth fulcrum, dive bombin like falcon, jumpin of the top
of a mountain, the apex, twisted, my lyrics perplex/
verbal prefect, mastered the 8 precept, except nothing less then perfect - tion
a cannon, lauchin, nuclear war heads, in my path i leave mass destruction

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Originally Posted by Bronze Feet

Take notes, bring out the pencil and pad
jus a little lad, jumpin on every fad/
its sad, to see little kids listening to bitch mcs
so i defrost there minds from deep freeze/
mentally free, my words are electricity, with dynamics
potentially, i take flight, on geothermics/
hovering over the land, throw bolts of lightning,
i clutch in my hand, its so frightning/
im delighting, fucked in the head from DNA splicing,
genetically remastered, crafted to cause disaster/
a madhatter, in fact after the matter, you still hear my laughter
your trapped, hyponotized, by the gaze in my eyes/
man medusa, turnin mcs to stone, break every last bone
my body still sits on the throne/
that means, you combatin my soul, low and behold,
your head started to roll/
how can you fight that which is not there, mental retain you
caged to restrain you, but how can you blame me dude/
use crude measure, vocal tactics, left your whole team static
the centre point of a lever, from your death i get pleasure/
forever im the earth fulcrum, dive bombin like falcon, jumpin of the top
of a mountain, the apex, twisted, my lyrics perplex/
verbal prefect, mastered the 8 precept, except nothing less then perfect - tion
a cannon, lauchin, nuclear war heads, in my path i leave mass destruction

by far your best dart i've read thust far man god damn

Spark the density spit a whole mystery
Fiercely nobody convinces me otherwise/
Open your eyes gaze at the skies
When I write lines I drop mines/
Place them firmly in the ground
Watch them take you out easily/
This is lyrical warfare going on here
We’re all soldiers in the game we playing/
You rappers don’t take this stuff seriously
The youth ain’t got no direction musically/
They rather set trends and follow doom to the end
Than lead the way past all this chaos bestowed in they way/
This sheep ain’t ever getting slaughtered like those other lambs
I’m always gonna author novels in 31 variants call me Carvel/
I lift these beats like barbells you dumb bells get swell
I get well fitted weapons armed n kitted/
still I’m sick wit it gifted gripping concepts similar to fake bomb threats on your comment board I reach through the screen and hack your mind like Jean Grae/
Spitting writtens off the dome freestyle be wicked
If you can keep up with my droppage I keeps it popping/
Mental armament emcees aren’t prominent
Rappers are a commerce to get sold off/
These labels be plain taking over the shelves with garbo
My flow is a harvest digested in finesse of conquest/
Given your lack of understanding we gotta ban together
Start putting out classics for this generation instead of admistrating/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

This sheep ain’t ever getting slaughtered like those other lambs
I’m always gonna author novels in 31 variants call me Carvel/

upping if you like this dopeness add the fuck on then mofo's it's more than just another dart i spark hearts like sharks biting bodies

[J.T.S.]

My shields made of snakes skin, i'm accustomed 2 bombing U.S. Custom stations
state property that escaped the madness stabbing guards with a state pen
enemy of the state with government bank statements stating 6 figures
I'll smoke a bliz in a blizard, on the run like a wild lizard
i don't stand close to walls, i punch through em
Don't care what the latest record sales are doing, i keep it moving
While snake crews take more losses than the Boston Bruins
emcee chewing like sticks of gum, rob connect bricks with mask, and gun
pass the bum juice, stomped a fiend looking at my record player for a needle to shoot
Lost numbers are re-couped, the soloist putting holes in select groups
Donut heads say i'm hotter than coffee, girls say my kuffi's are cute
Born brute, and while your knocking on the door, i'm with ya wiz knocking the boots

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Originally Posted by J.T.S.

My shields made of snakes skin, i'm accustomed 2 bombing U.S. Custom stations
state property that escaped the madness stabbing guards with a state pen
enemy of the state with government bank statements stating 6 figures
I'll smoke a bliz in a blizard, on the run like a wild lizard
i don't stand close to walls, i punch through em
Don't care what the latest record sales are doing, i keep it moving
While snake crews take more losses than the Boston Bruins
emcee chewing like sticks of gum, rob connect bricks with mask, and gun
pass the bum juice, stomped a fiend looking at my record player for a needle to shoot
Lost numbers are re-couped, the soloist putting holes in select groups
Donut heads say i'm hotter than coffee, girls say my kuffi's are cute
Born brute, and while your knocking on the door, i'm with ya wiz knocking the boots

damn son u killin e'm

[J.T.S.]

Stadium death statistics are raised by hot biscuits
Heat twisted, adrenaline rush poetry that's prolific
Caps fitted, rip any track knitted, trivia critic
i stick chics, middle penetration, in the back of the civic
Honda driving, hood surviving survivalist
Find a snitch bury them breathing, touching eyes with clips
Quick walk, spit hawk, slang chirps and barks
Days of shock, hospital bed rest over, bring the chalk
Street talk, suburban fear, urban toasts with beer
Crowd cheers around here, you soft rappers deer
Bandits, bears, spears severe ears, tip of the year
abandon the place scared, as if my enemies cared
I'm everywhere at once, mouth full of fronts
Maniac man-hunt, my passion pussy, and blunts
Feel the lumps, air pumps, your'e fed thumps
Stumple over stumps, carefree emcee's get jumped
Common slump, life's harder than sample clearances
Appear jiggy kid, but say it big foot in your ribs rigged

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Stadium death statistics are raised by hot biscuits
Heat twisted, adrenaline rush poetry that's prolific
Caps fitted, rip any track knitted, trivia critic
i stick chics, middle penetration, in the back of the civic
Honda driving, hood surviving survivalist
Find a snitch bury them breathing, touching eyes with clips
Quick walk, spit hawk, slang chirps and barks
Days of shock, hospital bed rest over, bring the chalk
Street talk, suburban fear, urban toasts with beer
Crowd cheers around here, you soft rappers deer
Bandits, bears, spears severe ears, tip of the year
abandon the place scared, as if my enemies cared
I'm everywhere at once, mouth full of fronts
Maniac man-hunt, my passion pussy, and blunts
Feel the lumps, air pumps, your'e fed thumps
Stumple over stumps, carefree emcee's get jumped
Common slump, life's harder than sample clearances
Appear jiggy kid, but say it big foot in your ribs rigged

Yo it’s hard to grasp my grapple technique
Oblique obtuse to any goose trying catch me loose/
I refuse to lose my cues be views balcony watching
Garvey heart harden never pardon my ways/
Phase taken base stacking so many chips
They thought I was making APPLE IMACS BITCH/
Microsoft cold mosoltovs my explosions be cold fusion
Disputing any gimmicks, labels or acts you trying to limit, mimic/
Finish the dominance opposite posting tropics A-R eye optics
Mastering comics documents make illustrators vomit/
Never panic I damage camels trying to handle
My flows are vandals crashing through the dorm with angels/
Mangle never staying singular I ring tone blown time is prone
Open lanes known to close after they holes are open/
Section correction educated lessons coasted when I’m roasting
Fausto my raps be coming on ya like drama filled island/
I’m pirating minds while plundering dimes from mamis
Honestly dragon slaying hold these mic gazers back with solar razors/
Now you edging on my swords cutting up the chaos with death defying odds
Classical boards Doberman overtly told cha men to hold their position
While I’m coordinate plans with wisdom coated FAM knowing my lads/

[THE MASON]

Wise words qouted, distinguished the linguist, so profficient he held the notes toted,
sealed and buried in the rubble/
one day they were found in a cavernous puddle, tales of carnivorous creature, and man
who left everybody speechless/
a supposed dragon slayer, the killer of beast, the last thing in his mind is retreat
a masterless samurai, some say a ronin, on a straight path followin/
never halts or changes direction, no matter the challenge or the weapon they holdin,
he holds the sword of justice and your lifes on a balance/
give him the information needed to slay the beast, or the whole scene erupts in violence,
hes in the cave about 20 leagues deep, you find him there asleep/
there he feels the heat from the dragon, screamin " I'm Bronze Feet, and your face I'll be smashin/
awoken, fire started blastin, till decapitation happened, they stood the kid covered in blood, armour drippin turnin dirt in to mud/
there he rested on one knee, returned with stories of great victories, after all the tales are done, the great warrior now live in the sun

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Presbyterian master flows of all kind
Whirlwind capture shows the audience knows/
Alcatraz master tyranny emceeing today
Is the epiphany to any good writer seriously/
Marvel when I charge my card biter flow tighter than a raging river
Never quiver off the sliver take my own life twice/
Often closed minded considered a loner when I’m glowing
When I’m writing down my thoughts at any time I’m showing/
Open my mental disk drive DROPPING BOMBS!
When I’m read to burn shit like a CD-ROM/
I got my bars locked and loaded encoded floating through your veins
Masculine rap’s bastard child when I was born I revile/
You can pay this patron taking lives thought to see death
Through various eyes now I’m the merchant of lyricism/
Spit a sense of cynicism without the wisdom
I’d be a tool without any pool to stay cool/
If you swimming wit wolfs you’ll get eaten like sheep
My skills never stayed a sleep I sing like Sinatra when I’m operating like a doctor/
I’m the lyrical lock-ness monster you never wanted to sponsor
Now see the horror I bring the pain like Godzilla starting tomorrow/