deadkamakazi wrote:
aigth lets go then i dont really feal like it but im not gonna let you call me out oh whyd you change your name the other one was better
deadkamakazi, your trailer trash with your honky carols and wack verses/
DK you so gay, with taylor’s flashes just watch donkey barrels smack’em like kong’s curses/ OVER
You cant handle me, handle beef? you aint got meat on your frame scrawny/
Wigger kid got me in disbelief! jus watch me eat this lame.. 10, 9 , 8 you gone b!!/
And fuck your cocky ego, you aint even half the skill level I be bro!/
He looks like he got rocked by frigo, fucked by steevo.. image when im done? Good bye amigo!/ haha
oh my bad i didnt even know u droped that haha here i did this in like 2 sec
cant believe you callin me gay when perez even said you were a flamer,
the only beef i gto is ur chicks pink taco i can see why she left you i dont blame her/
she wanted a real man and i guess im the one she gonna run to while your gettin your shit packed/
its cool you can give her your car and make her feal like a star but when she needs the good dick/
i leave her walkin around like she needs the devils walking stick/
and whats with all this b shit you ain from ny why you tryna front,/
lookin like a guido lookin for a jagre bomb your on the hunt,
askin yo mom for some protien cuz you to poor to get it yoself,/
im sorry i didnt meen to offend you i couldnt help myself,
Im Killin Grave Diggers As Quick As I Get Figures//
Look At This Dickhead 'Two Up' Thinkin He Six Niggas//
More Like Six Wigga’s The Way He Up Himself//
Yeah, He Spit Fire But Where Is His Wealth?//
ITS JUST A SITE, IT DONT MEAN SHIT..GET OVER YOURSELF!..
__________________
I doubt that there could ever be...a more wicked MC//
'Cuz AIDs infested child molesters aren’t sicker than me// - Immortal Technique
I Destroy Mammals Like I Destroy Animals//
This Bitch Eating My Meat, She From The Cannibals//
Said Too Her Inbetween A Breathe..You Got Manners Too?//
She Looked Up Once..Went For It And Spewed//
My Cock Made It To Her Chest, Her Body Thought It Was Food//
*Snaps Off Her Legs*, I Dont Think These Need To Be Used//
Cause The Only Problem I Got Is Its Cold And IM NUDE!//
__________________
I doubt that there could ever be...a more wicked MC//
'Cuz AIDs infested child molesters aren’t sicker than me// - Immortal Technique
Man I haven’t been on here in a while lol, so everyone
I think and beleive I need to work on my delivery on my tracks so.. any advice? and What exactly is delivery man I forgot, I’ve been focusing on flow and other things so much
with the Audios not the Delivery..
on the last page i said id wrote 2 complex verses, well i lied, they werent that good.
ive had none stop writters block for ages now, and it gets me down cos i know ive got the ability to be almost as good as vintage.
anywayz ive bought 4 cds to try n get my inspiration back....
. Talib Kweli - The Beautiful Struggle
. Common - Finding Forever
. Genius GZA - Liquid Swords
. Common - Universal Mind Control
if by next time i post on here i havent wrote a good verse i might just quit writtin cos i really cant be assed with it.
AznSkillz wrote:
Man I haven’t been on here in a while lol, so everyone
I think and beleive I need to work on my delivery on my tracks so.. any advice? and What exactly is delivery man I forgot, I’ve been focusing on flow and other things so much
with the Audios not the Delivery..
Any vets that can help me out let me know please.
ASkillz
Delivery and flow are pretty much the same thing, what you need to do is ride the beat more, you seem to just rhyme with a beat in the background, you need to rhyme on beat.
nigga ima killa like the bud i smoke,
got me stuck like im dead with just 1 toke,
now im so high im swingin on more trees than tarzan,
coughin so loud im startin my own band,
nigga you already my first fan,
standin there starin,
now you thinkin you darin,
you dropin to yo knees,
cryin out NIGGA PLZ,
let me get a hit of yo trees,
but ima dog you and turn around and smoke with my crew,
ya staight from the cow my nigga,
blowin those milky white clouds my nigga,
cuz we fuckin with that medical T-R-E-E-S,
hell naw we dont stoop to yo level smokin that stress
im eatin extacy like im crunchin on them skittles,
now im trippin and im talkin in riddles,
im stuck but i can move,
listening to this music is gettin me in the groov,
why is there a smile on my face,
niggas cant even keep up with my pace
why do i feels soo damn tickelish,
when ever i feel my body these tingls seem to itch,
i cant seem to shut the fuck up,
and i cant stop tippin my cups,
its just addin to the feelin,
whats this? my lips are peelin,
how long will it last?,
why cant i stop?,
damn its only bin a minute plz,
it feels like infinity,
oh shit a cop,
now im runnin and im goin to damn fast,
at least thats what the homie was tellin me,
shit now i feel like i need it,
this shit is addictive and thats what i didnt see,
this shit NEEDS to last,
or i might just end up puttin myself in a body cast,
im fallin in a pit,
i feel like im spraked out like i smoked some shit,
but i dont give a fuck,
ima thug plus i got luck
and if youv never poped a skittle before
then you wont NO shit about this
brother listen
When i spit on the rhymth i kill em
like a mad crowd of brazilians
Im the real air for the throne forget william
Chewck me out,im basically worth a million
Mumbles wrote:
nigga ima killa like the bud i smoke,
got me stuck like im dead with just 1 toke,
now im so high im swingin on more trees than tarzan,
coughin so loud im startin my own band,
nigga you already my first fan,
standin there starin,
now you thinkin you darin,
you dropin to yo knees,
cryin out NIGGA PLZ,
let me get a hit of yo trees,
but ima dog you and turn around and smoke with my crew,
ya staight from the cow my nigga,
blowin those milky white clouds my nigga,
cuz we fuckin with that medical T-R-E-E-S,
hell naw we dont stoop to yo level smokin that stress
HAHAHA whats good what’cha know about this shit
HA you said u killa like the bud you smoke,
nigga you a joke,
my rhymes are so hot make you have a stroke
even ya friends sayin this shit iz dope
That aint no hoax
if you got jokes listen mine
I’ll burn ya ass so bad you wont have dime
ha check it this dudes raps are so bad
he swears he can rhyme
Yo my rhymes are so raw,
I’ll bust ya jaw
listen to this B.J.M law
I’ll torture you just like that one movie saw
yo im done wit this trick
I already burned his ass to a crisp
yo it aint rick james bitch
its B.J.M snitch
call my whole crew so we can get our riot on
slim fast bullets make a nigga get his diet on
enuff wit da tablets i write my lyrics n my cellphone
so much space used up thats why i dnt hav a ringtone
all about my own i b grinding wit a passion
take my grl shoppin to get caught up n da fashion
im ballin nation wide thats y traveling not a accident
Pro hopped to New Zealand met a chick wit a accent
im writing on a full tank while yal otha boys empty
rappin not my passion im jus writing whats in me
sumtimes i can b cocky thats y sum of yal envy
homicidal verses cuz da devil tryna condem me
God is who i need so with his strength he can free me
friends turnd to enemies my enemies became so friendly
dnt discriminate wit money i accept all kind even pennies
sharing wit my fam. jus stayn away of being stingy
gurls always get mad de always say in so concieted
u can put ya best man up best believe they cnt defeat me
put the trophy on my shelf and add it on to my achievements
u tryna get to fame but guess what its ok i ve seen it
ima couple songs short from makin my own cd
graduated from da hungry fel in a trend of being greedy
i dispise of the rich ones who dnt eva giv back to de needy
thats y always rep my block and put on 4 my city
lotta hurdles to jump over n live cuz livin is not eazy
with verses like this i deserve to b on a track wit weezy
and i dnt need a nice chain to know that im shining
ima star wit out da nite im one of jtowns finest
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