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Old 08-10-2008, 02:08 PM   #1
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I'll post some my older shit in here as well as some of my newer shit... I didn't know the format for posting writtens that this forum likes until a couple minutes ago... this is a lot different than what other sites do.

Anyways, here's something I wrote a while ago... I was trying to fit in as many multis as I possibly could while still making sense so take it for what you will... I've gotten a lot better since

(verse 1)
shock and rile ears with less sympathy than crocodile tears/
my style's fear; if you gonna call it off the dial's here//
defiled peers for years; child reared half you kids in rap/
with similac; kickin facts that end cats and they smidgeon acts//
ain't given craps 'bout prison rats; all y'all can go to hell/
lotta foes to fell; stop talkin 'bout ya bling like show n tell//
"Years of Prayers" won't keep me from dolin' hell with "Golden Shells"/
tried to hide in "Allie" but that wack shit ya "Holden" spells//
death and destruction; debt and deductions' what the industry/
breeds n succeeds at doing as long as you suckas let em be fuckin//
up the similes n imagery; like Timothy I'll be bombin gs/
on the free; honestly me logic be//
chronically demolishing opposition with compositions/
that stomp a written; in my league there's no competition//
stop the bitchin; I topped ya spittin when I first started/
still the smartest artist; I'll leave wack acts departed//
by the road side; my cold eye paralyze foes like medusa/
mic sedusa; smash wacks "today and the next" like meth usas/
you's a fool ta sacrafice ya career/
fa mere cash; stop the bull n take the digits out ya ear fast//

(2x)
in a heartbeat, I body ya copied larceny/
with verbal arsony; dischargin-gs from varsity...//

(verse 2)

in a flash I negate sinna's cash; y'all been in last/
for a minute; as my spittin blast wacks I trim the trash//
cats; I spinned ya past tracks and all I gotta say/
is stop today; ya bought ya way in with enough gwap ta lay in//
drop the swayin; the mobsta sayins are played as fuck/
jay n rae's enough; you ain't contributin with these gay ass bluffs//
take ya cuts back; ya can't bust phat; to ya fans, cut that/
gay love crap out; take yall's nutsacks out his butt crack now//
what wack? Ya comebacks couldn't stunt the growth of hunchbacks/
come back when ya dumb raps supportin weight like pun's calfs//
TUNS that crew that you rat towards; like Fear factor/
actors all yall unit stans be talkin about is 50 grand//
like the rapture, I'm approaching the end/
poachin ya friends; towin ya benz, totin a pen//
prosin again; arose in the den but still made it/
with ill statements; y'all is ill fated cause like the matrix//
y'all only awoke in the end, like coke in ya gin/
i'm unexpected dope, I run the bestest show//
in the west biz known, as I wreck this song/
I test the chrome; vests is torn till chests is blown//
with next to no thought; like gotti Iím scott-free/
from competition; if ya think you better, top ma spittin//
bootleggers stop the bitchin.../

(2nd hook)
killin it down, ill with the noun, still in the round/
stealin ya crown; like a pulse y'all feelin it now//
in ya hearts; like shawn carter, 15 and just started/
up the carnage; if ya garbage, don't start shit//

(verse 3)
the sickest with words, stickin a herb, skippin the third/
and goin straight to home; you hooked in like the bait is gone//
ya fakeness show; I rate this foe a ten/
for every time he's been beaten by me in sequence//
the frequence shockin; fuck Stephen Dawkins, I am a God/
livin the high life; burnin more trees than the Amazon//
to my modern rhapsodys; what more could you ask of me?/
slackin, me? actually, I'm back in the//
booth with rappin steez you can only peruse/
n peep; and to those who choosin sleep//
when it comes to my shit...

(pharoahe monch vocal sample)

fuck you!
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More shit to be posted in the very near future...
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Old 08-10-2008, 02:54 PM   #2
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Here's something a wrote a month ago... its my take of Nas's the Slave And The Master ...

yo,

as Nas be preachin on black zombies, kaffir's moms be/
pawning belongings for dimes while dafta blonds be//
flaunting to the nearest ambercrombies, long we've/
been subjugated to inequity, now wait a second g//
y'all been ages free from slavery, savor the/
fragrance of fresh baked igorance from Your Black Muslim Bakery//
hangin free in the air from an oak tree; yet only/
when you've choked the black press is when you've choked me//
don't be countin ya chickens; I've been out in the buisness/
one month, now that sun's up; what you doin now//
pigeons surroundin the benches; crumbsnatchas/
run afta some stray cracka like we do//
see who's the animal? killin our own like cannibals/
guzzlin Sams in full 40s while baggin fish like salmon rolls//
damn it's bullshit, this whole schtick bout don't be scared to pull it/
it ain't like the bullet identifies the culprit//
hold it steady, empty the full clip, be ready/
to disappear, gs won't care; their conscious muddled by hits of beer//
gs don't fear repercussions, already in deeper dumb shit/
somethin ain't right; thugs jumpin late nights, gunmen lay tykes//
on the streets like common niggas, they ma made ramen dinners/
and ain't had the heart to dump em out, young men doubt//
the power of one action; some black men even say we have been/
bred and tamed; how else would we let human dogfights happen//


Stable income's a fable in slums, able in/
capacitated it don't matter, just spin some fabricated//
horse shit and you've just dodged affirmative action/
like afghan women to learn to live maskin displeasure's//
the black man's burden, spurred into crime afta crime/
cause thats where the money is; what's funny is how as the time//
passes by I've come to realize that once you steal pride/
from a community the unity is stretched thin, this lesson//
vital to black survival, more important than the B.I.B.L.E./
fuck rivalries; why kill me when you could be killin the racists//
that place us in shitty places n jaces; aint this the point of/
resistance? Or is this what it's come to, depend on one to//
carry the goblet, no one wants to opt to stop this despotic/
race shit, if you can't feel this you probably leprotic//
knowledge is power, that's why we weren't allowed to read/
n write; even today that aint changed, at the eleventh hour//
the flayed and the caster; slave and the master/
BET got ya shakin ya ass ta half bakin rappas//
who glorify horrid lives and morbid crimes/
doe or die's the chorus line; fuck a mortgage buy porsches...//
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Old 08-10-2008, 02:58 PM   #3
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Here's another drop... it's from a couple weeks ago. My take of Madvillain's "Accordion", but like the drop above I tried to infuse my own style as well... I tried my hand at full-line rhymes like MF DOOM does occasionally to see if I could pull it off... I also tried abstraction to see what I could do with it.

this drop is called "Still Killin It"


I'm killin again, who rise up n get me/
die willin the pen to write somethin witty//
try reelin it in, fore you go overboard/
n fuck with the ovalords; duck its jehova's sword//
comin to keep yee unfaithful in check/
nothin you peeps plead gon make ol' tinhead//
bacdafuqup... I got sticky fingaz/
from sticking emsingas; some flipping men need ta//
get a grip; stop tryna go nuts n off me/
actin like dem sobs who buy the donuts n coffee//
yo cut is off-beat; so what if blahzay/
blah's my steelo; yo jalopi live-in ass need to stop//
playin ceelo, get a hobby feed ya kids every night cause/
on the d-low, even Pilsburry wont let you see dough//

(1 bar break)

verse 2:

still killin it, someone snuck a chill pill in his/
drink but it didn't matter; 'Real be kill billin kids//
illa than ill bill, reala than real deal/
rappas claim to be; they all the same to me//
take a seat; I dont wanna hear duke's life story just/
eitha shut up or I'll add ya ass to my quarry list//
thanks to I-40 it's not safe to hide behind a screen/
once I find the cyba fiends leave em idolizin me//
its funny how wack cats crossbreedin like a liger seed/
thats why aint no one got beat inside the cypha ring//
jot that inside ya diary; 20th of august/
dear journal, the men he with like sawdust//
they stay all up on you until you make the cut/
tellin me to be real, yet still you shake ya butt?//
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Old 08-10-2008, 03:13 PM   #4
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here's a freestyle I did a couple days ago in front of a couple of friends... this is what I can remember...

tough like callous, from here to dallas, I'm the foulest/
filled with malace, make ya lose your mind like alice//
like chalice I drink the blood of gods to get stronga/
you so rhythmless, that even with a conga//
you couldn't feel the beat; tried to deal with me/
and now you got a problem, and nobody can solve 'em//
cause I'm the root cause, fuck laws, when the/
gun draws... send ya dun cause//
its either you or him, you two are too dim/
to fool me, I school gs with more calm than a cool breeze//
who's next, just know that if you go next/
when you least expect it I gotcha, like Joe Tex//
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Old 08-10-2008, 03:20 PM   #5
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^I remembered the rest of the freestyle

...and even with bow flex, you could never be strong enough/
to best me, I wreck scenes, n test fiends, to netcees//
I'll call ya wrong e-bluffs n be ruff, cause this the re-up...
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