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  1. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    I’m inedible like a stank bug
    eat up hoes like cherries in chocolate
    I’m innoculate,
    modified for introduction
    I’m destructive-
    So go ahead introduced me to ya program
    call me brotha smith,
    Go ahead smoke the spliff
    something to drink bytch -
    lemonade and clear Bombay
    laid her out like sleepy bytch open them legs,
    she was stuck like snow white
    I get’s right,
    it’s the lights,
    I present action to sight
    the beat got me rising like smoke
    and hoes know I’m coke
    I’m dope
    So don't abuse me dope
    just take turn up the beats and i'll help you cope
    And punk niccaz dropping soap,
    they stuck inward with no guts
    Call em coward as I tower these mutts
    with a time piece on my face the hours infinite
    Money got face and it's Definite,
    she gives good face and money stayed infinitely placed
    pay a bytch is ya’ll worse mistake
    I made none in my single state
    throw a bitch a bone and she’ll break the plate
    greed ain’t me so why share her fate
    I say grace and bow out gracefully
    You won't see me adultery and cake "n" these streets
    You’ll see me praying for you while you sleep......Let’s GO®
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  2. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

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    Of course it's like me to pick up where he left off
    6ft dropping knowledge through the ground, wiping sweat off
    Pay me no mind, the night time is calling
    Moon lit skies have caught me like Spaulding
    Yawning, trapping my breath within my palms
    Spittin hotter verses than the book of Psalms
    Jesus Christ blessed me with the gift of enscription
    Now that I'm back, I invite you all to listeeeennnn.........
    Like your ears are wide open to the public
    Losing more land than European republics
    Time to sleep now, want beef then come get it
    But I leave you wit a piece of advice.....COME WIT IT!!!
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  3. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    But I leave you wit a piece of advice.....COME WIT IT!!!

    CAUSE
    WE high powered like RBX
    I stay towered Like the N.Y. Knicks
    We blood brothers 2 the Xtreme
    Don’t phuck with the Ethix
    See we can’t come dumb wit it
    like sum bitches, be son of a bitch
    and some riches, get bums palms to itch
    and those bitches birth son’s who snitch
    I got something for a coward like this
    Chloroform on busta ass bytch
    let EM sleep next to the worms shivering bitch
    ain’t no killing just a lesson for a snitch
    when he awakes, he’ll wonder... Who done this......
    BLOODETHIX-BLOODETHIX-BLOODETHIX BYTCH!!!
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  4. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    half rappin ass niggaz....
    piss in they britches when drama is brung
    typin up misprints bout shit they never had done
    aimed for the target and missed it
    2 bad u hypin up misses type lathargic u infants i'm second to none, one
    irrelevence sung in the rifts and...
    mind blunted and driftin...i'm something u missing and lackin
    gunnin, spittin, and clappin
    runnin from police in my faction when them devils had come..son
    test the mind never trust what's on the left of I
    mr i dont fuck hoes....less than dimes, no
    jon gotti flow heart of coal
    verses made of gold
    17yrs old 7yrs ago i saved a hood wit what i cook on the stove
    being a crook is of old...
    L to tha..O
    u to tha won't...fuck wit'em woulda?
    hell to tha no
    mary jane's blown at plain clothes that raid doors, whoa
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  5. Cadet_Karma

    Cadet_Karma I used to give a fuck....

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    can you name a bitch that spit more, spits 4's
    with a atomic flow that splits cores, c'mon
    tell me which whore?...
    its like "Basic Instinct" and Im Sharon Stone
    its my basic instinct to carry chrome
    gotta protect my throne when my 5th is shown
    how you gonna throw ya hands up like thats 'post to
    protect ya dome...niggaz slaute Cadet...thats how
    respect get shown.....
    and I aint no Holly-Hood bitch
    this some real-life shit when I recite these scripts
    I flip a few bird yea I re-cy-cle bricks
    shorty put a "eagle" to ya chest like you was signed wth the "DIP"
    aint no other way to say it...Im a New Breed of Bitch
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  6. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    cadet u the nicest broad spittin on this forum


    trill talk
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  7. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

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    Beat: JR Writer- To Be A Diplomat

    Back with a beat, back with a purpose
    You would think that I'm the Bible/'cause I'm packed wit these verses
    Vocabulary's six figures worth, your skills are worthless
    Even your voice as low-pitched shows that you nervous
    No need to get wound up, I got the pound up
    Bloodethix empire, building from the ground up
    You as hip hop as TRL, fuck making a mark
    I'll rob the first one I see out on 106th and Park
    The first ones, to raise the bars up for slang and words
    You would think we Dipset, flippin' gangs of birds
    There's a target on ya head, better watch who you test to
    Got the soul of John Cena, giving niggas the FU
    Crews stacking in genocide, bigger by the pile
    Fuck crowning champions, nigga we been had the title
    Mad Static's back again, the top's what I'm higher than
    It's gonna take more than death to put me in retirement

    COME WIT IT!!!
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  8. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    It’s always a pleasure to flow after one of the xtreme 4ril...lets go..


    shyt I spit what’s on my mind..
    I write shit like the rappers you listen too...
    I write fabricated shit just to be talking shit too..
    But when I write the real niccaz know...
    So haters in sheep clothing I hope you bleed slow..Lets GO


    It’s six on another level
    with clear thoughts,
    clear as filament rose pedals
    OH devils, I rebuke you to settle
    the battles at the round tables
    Cause the wars are getting unstable
    they ain’t level, ya styles like a shovel
    designed to throw dirt
    I got the mind to cause hurt
    but my time is too precious, so
    I'll let my rhyme Illuminate my presents
    Listen to this ode cause it's priceless,
    as it is real, the shit out the commode
    spills from a haters grill
    Got every lyricist in this realm typing.. what's that smell ?
    cause some these niccaz ain’t coming off real...
    Punk niccaz in sheep skin- with sneak-in verses
    I’m living in the real emitting text written verses
    that's why I come to RM to get lost in real verses ...
    On top of that, niccaz really don’t know my M.O.
    How simple keys become my deadly ammo
    niccaz can’t see how my face starts to drizzle
    and how the screen becomes my pad for the scribble
    writing mad about fake individuals...
    I rep a crew but I maintain as an individual
    I’m amongst post- posted by profits..niccaz stay original
    So why some of you niccaz read misfit and lack appeal....
    Damn it’s the same ole thang, broken raps without zeal
    no niccaz this ain’t no dis this is just the real
    and no niccaz you can’t bark for an appeal
    cause i'm Judge Dread "n" fake azz bytches 4ril....lets GO!!
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  9. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    I’m just your friendly cypher prince spray "n"
    like bench warmer skitter
    Call me the cipher centurion
    with great skills as a writer
    I’m forced to Rome under morons
    my flow is so real it even make haters believe they morons
    I’m incognito to the haters aim
    I got keys to text attack,
    And a 27 in..lcd screen,
    So I can see the shot at the brain,
    when I press Enter<-- it's scanner
    boom-like thunder
    from the trunk of my Land Rover
    Yeah it's a real head turner
    I got 4 twelves custom fitted
    the bangs like my lyrics disrupt "n" silent situations,
    it reads just as loud w/no distortions
    the sound flows so precise it got me feeling tremble "n" forces
    my lyrical recite cyber cipher got haters mental sickled
    off my text verbals,
    I'm creating CAP LOCK style
    with every letter typed on drops
    I make sure its in scripted
    so go ahead niccaz infringe
    on the well writes i'm spit "n"
    I’ll just excel right, leaven you to dwell in spite...
    So get out my spot light......Let’s GO
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  10. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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  11. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

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    It's easy to say I hate the world for all that it is
    But even difficult to say that I'm hating to live
    Hate school cause I can't get higher than B's
    Hate women for shit that make us call 'em B's
    Hate labels for turning a yacht to a slaveship
    Hate rappers, cause their shit is becoming makeshift
    Hate gangstas for raiding my block
    Hate kids who say they love hip hop but they listen to Yung Joc
    Go back like mullets
    And you know better not to steal my shit;
    Or youll be biting the bullet
    Copyright my writings, so fresh in my Bathing Ape
    As I begin to jack more beats than mixtapes
    Bloodethix taking over, wait for the mixtape
    STREET'S DEMISE, comin' in November on my birthday
    And if not, guess it's just the calm before the storm
    Until the new breed of hip hop takes its form

    COME WIT IT!!!
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  12. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    this here the prime status spit sick on aparatus who be the baddest, I'll leave most the saddest I'm glad it's over cartogra folder, move boulders off sticky dohja, microphone, money folder, kit move boulders hard to obtain off the top of the brain, kit do it so fluid, who knew it, would be so ruthless the truth bitch, tossed in the ditch not really rich, it's syndicate, kit'll spit somethin' at ya crew or click, eat a ditch, you punk bitch, only the hardest roll amongst us
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  13. YuNg WiZ

    YuNg WiZ aka L.O.G.I.C.

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    so im spittin of the dome tryna find my way home
    in a zone alone wit no place to roam
    the pope sit in rome, chillin on a throne
    ain't nuthin but a clone, let's recall this phone
    conversation i had about the good and the bad
    the angelic and evil that's effectin my people
    believe what I speak is truth ain't no temporary spoof
    when I step in the booth all hell break loose
    as satan's demons tempt me and drive me crazy
    to the brink of insanity so I become lazy
    daily fights wit ol crackheads and whores
    bore me and becomes a chore I'm forced to endure
    the pain and the struggle as the government muzzles
    my voice cause I hustle but they can;t deny
    this young black prince of the midwest and south
    I back no doubt haters stop runnin ya'll mouth
    cause my man was mad and he caught a lil static
    and I grew estatic so i became illmatic
    got some logic and dropped some knowledge
    now a nigga bout be like kanye and drop outta college
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  14. R3DRUM

    R3DRUM Bloody Mary Jane

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    "i- i get so high"
    Smoke cheba cheba , smokin dope-peep my reefa'...
    Make you black out like red n meth, you know im tha reapa'
    Snort these lines, my flows like tha ether, cant you see it..
    It aint no secret, every word's at point blank when im speakin..
    damn i just woke up wit a splifff all i got right now
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  15. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    SIX
    Still in the distant’s mist- kicking it
    like boys N’ in the hood living for spit & grip
    I’m as real as it gets, signed and seal by GOD
    so its solely legit
    I’m in this life to win with whatever I get
    cash prize or deadly drive byes, it is what it is
    I am what I am, slang spinach to Spanish
    write lyrics until I feed my famish
    I’m damaged, with a heart on prescription plavix
    From dope man to soldier- now a prescription addict
    got me singing
    “take time with a man with a wounded hand”
    “Cause I’m half the man I use to be”
    Shiits got me feeling less of a human being..
    More like a pill dispensing machine...ya know what I mean?
    If you don’t then visit my commode ..
    Pills the color of corn , greens and tangerines
    I’m as cool as a arctic breeze
    my life’s view is like Colorado’s mountain peaks
    You won’t catch me given up on all that I seek
    life design is weak to strong, death for life, indeed
    a nicca like me got what it takes to proceed to exceed
    cause niccaz it’s no limit for me.....
    I breath success
    my ambitions above the rest
    I’m calm to death
    with no-more pains in my chest
    just love for the rest
    so know you know why I flow with the best... Lets go!!
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  16. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

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    shiiit...see we got beef load up the jeep
    do a hundred and 3 on the way to they street
    what ever forum u implorin war in..........
    typin or recordin we way street
    killers move in silence quiet of the storm
    movin wit yay cheap, dro blazed and cheefed
    parlay in...days inn where we slay dem freaks
    sleep wit my hand touchin the ratchett
    it's none tougher when rappin...
    mind patterns gun tuckin schematics
    when i'm asleep on a mattress, i'm walkin this line
    tween light and piece of mind from the darkest of crime
    i get caught up in the moment when i talk about life
    last man breathin still runnin from law
    cops came
    shots rang
    innocent kid took one in the jaw
    but u live it right? well sit it tight
    cuz it's only a matter of time so get it right...
    i seen way 2 much to live a lie, so i spit about my life wit vivid lines who clear as i'm?

    where i'm from in the lou ya best friends might snake you
    u gotta watch ya wig cuz stick up kids might shake u
    tons of money to get....the slums and shit might break you
    no sense in wearing a vest cuz we aim for the facial
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  17. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    where i'm from in the lou ya best friends might snake you
    u gotta watch ya wig cuz stick up kids might shake u
    tons of money to get....the slums and shit might break you
    no sense in wearing a vest cuz we aim for the facial


    Uh! Oh! Now that the Kings through, let the Ace blow...
    now I’m living in Color-Raa-doe
    where minorities are Latino
    I came from the Sity of Cin
    I just briefed beef about it’s deep freeze
    no need for the thaw I’m already raw
    my calculated raps is deep as Vietcong’s laws
    Sometime- I -be- all- lost,
    but at all cost, I'm aimed at become "n" a boss
    Call me a leader
    cause I don’t hang around cheaters
    I got mr. don't play fair- calling me a born leader
    see #1 rep itself,
    I’m smooth as mink,
    Kool as Sammy Davis Jr. Sip “n” on drinks
    I be that kat who got love for those
    that be about stacking chaper like Brinks
    What you niccaz think,
    I'd back -back, stop spit “n” like Banks
    I stack and hold life like niccaz who gat
    and play big bank take little bank
    I’m all I got,
    even with that,
    I get suicidal and I fall to knees on to my back
    Beg"n" GOD! Please let me breath and bless my pleads...
    I ain’t blind by greed...All i want to do is succeed....lets GO!!
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  18. 2Xtreme

    2Xtreme a.k.a. Mad Static 4:14

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    Beat: Snoop Dogg- Vato

    I bring the same terror like the bullets for the gat
    But kill wit two voices as if I'm Biggie and Guerilla Black
    I'm making up for what the wack niggas lack
    Bringing in a new era, as if I was bringin sexy back
    Kinda funny, like having a ho for a housewife
    Or like Got Life? startin beef online, he has NO life
    I wouldn't be where I am, had it been for luck
    They let me in to raise hell, I'm such a young buck
    Motives hard to figure out like a rubix cube
    Ain't stoppin my mission until I'm through wit you
    You can't spit your game krayzie, like a Bone Thug
    But until you reach our atmosphere, youll still catch a slug
    Murder rap, above the law when the cops call
    Put it to a stop, like the time my voice box stalls
    Rock shows, move crowds, and I rock the bells
    Yall can "be easy", Hot Rod won't sell......COME WIT IT
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  19. YuNg WiZ

    YuNg WiZ aka L.O.G.I.C.

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    we spit flames like we born from lucifer belly
    and all my niggas got sense so ain't shit u can tell me
    a couple faggot niggas runnin round claim beef
    but they won't ever tussle wit me and my elite
    crew of misfits who been outcast from community
    throwin up our set like it's diplomatic immunity
    runnin through my immune system....I don't wanna diss em
    but this clown think he shinin he about to lose his glisten
    as the don blitzin these kids wit his rhymes
    I don't got time to create lyrical rhymes
    but this nigga really claim that they got life
    when they spit hot garbage that gets disected wit a knife
    that's as sharp as my tongue and i ain't even begun
    to through disses or subliminals at this lower class slum....
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  20. 6ftground

    6ftground BLACKACE/GRIMREADER

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    Oh yes this I test
    the weak minds of bums
    we come as hard as a center block
    built around big face hunds- so nicca bank it...
    no more guns, niccaz what you thank “n”
    it’s just six with lyrical tons on sanction
    I’m tired of reading the same ole -same ole
    repetitive ass styles on plummet
    niccaz brains can’t flush styles on comets
    I got haters backed up like toilets
    Well...niccaz, drank some drain-o,
    maybe it’ll unclog some knowledge
    Who run it,
    we run it,
    Nicca we got lyrics that got you feeling blunted
    I got ordinary styles stunted
    like Gary Colman’s growth
    Niccaz- what’s ya worth
    you don’t know-
    do you,
    so sad,
    I see the bytch running through you
    all you got is wack verbs spilling from you
    hype "n" styles of false modifications
    Haters live false adverbs like a Gottie organization
    I speak the real like the meek being held down
    and maybe haters can’t grasp my speech
    Oh! well now-
    I’ll give em’ a- Oh Yeah!- Now
    And tell em to beat they feet like a mad static crowd
    Oh hell,
    it’s own like the feeling of counting new mail
    Where I dwell? By the mountain peak
    I use to slang outback with my Nasty Nati peeps
    Now I’m retired sip “n” on yak and massaging wifey feets...Lets go!1
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