leave a rhyme...

Discussion in 'Cypher' started by Antonio Gambino, Jul 9, 2006.

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  1. Antonio Gambino

    Antonio Gambino New Member

    Jul 9, 2006
    aight im new here, so ima set it off, put like a 10 min keystyle down, lay it down, im mostly just out to run wit' the best of em'... feed back or rhyme.. its whatever

    Tha' king of italy, livin' wit a G, shits never runnin' civily...
    gunnin' to get rid'a me, leave the country bounce to sicily, but im still rollin' wit' made chedda'-cheese...
    my shits goin good, just let it be...
    if its not broke dont fix it, i swear your rhymes need a remedy, i aint even sayin' that cause were enemies...
    if it was beef i'd have ya' murdered like you were kenedy..

    blow enforcements, rich off coke endorsements, ill leave you on the mary go round, you run wit' broken horses..
    get moms afta' ya. now you soked in sauces.. you fuckin' hassa's..

    got so much RAW you can call me slaughter house, the type to kid nap ya' kidz, stick my dick in your daughters mouth...
    never get caught about cause shits hot out..
    house got raided but im damn glad i got out..
    set ya' house on fire like DRE did, burn that shit to the pavement then punch the cop out...
    have ya' neighbour screamin' WE NEED AID BITCH!! get a telly, pull that muthafuckin' chach out...
    the works done for tonight...
  2. The Grimace

    The Grimace Jeff Goldblum

    Jul 10, 2006
    needs work ant, i think this was the only decent line

    blow enforcements, rich off coke endorsements, ill leave you on the mary go round, you run wit' broken horses..

    keep up
  3. MC-Panther

    MC-Panther New Member

    Jul 10, 2006
    not feeling , keep practicing
  4. barnizzle

    barnizzle HIP HOP

    Sep 25, 2004
    keep workin at it...yo vocab and lyrical is coo....
    but yo flow could be better if u use some deeper thought ya dig
  5. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

    Feb 3, 2002
    i say scripts that even jesus writes down in his journal
    and when talkin to his heavenly soldiers- he calls me the colonel
    my mind's like a brotherhood, all my lines fraternal,
    ive burned whole cities with my kind's inferno - my rhyme's eternal
    im the illest thing since the last epidemic
    i school the genius, my class is intensly academic
    highly professional like this cats athletic
    im cool, calm, collected, and to my enemies im apathetic
    mad kinetic, deadly and a tad poetic
    like my skill was a disease i just had ta spread it
    i smash reps like an underdog on the come up
    i rhyme from sundown ta sun-up
    ill leave ya dumb struck, pull ya hoe card after one pluck
    im chaotic evil,
    and ill leave ya addicted like narcotic needles
    i spark cronic wit my peoples in dark masonic steeples
    i aint one ta gloat but my style's goat
    and ill surpass the competition in my quarter mile quotes
  6. Sin City

    Sin City WolfPaCK

    Jul 8, 2006
    2 My Sir Dude......that's What's Really Poppin My Nigga
  7. Profit C

    Profit C New Member

    Jun 18, 2006
    leaving a rhyme like I bounced on rap
    trounced the fact that people ain't down with that
    people act like flounders act, open mouth
    with nothing coming out except breaths that float
    so we go, everyday, need to know the ropes
    like a child that eats candy, you have to know fa sho
    get low, get low is what i hear, snakes around
    want to take me down, I was know to break these clowns
    the hate, the proud.......it's all the same
    to them it's a game, want the baller's fame
    seems like I complain, but I'm mad and I'm sayin this
    hating things that are taking kids to make them flip
    like hairstyles, I know the heir to styles
    mind your P's and Q's, it's no fair with files
    FBI, always investigating, what's going on?
    live and let live......they don't about us dawg
    bark up the wrong tree and they'll leave you
    wordplay, oh my what words say, but they still don't believe you
    but I must because that's me, it's the fate I met
    learn to take my steps like babies, no hate, regret
    except when wrong is done, but when I'm doing good
    it's like I'm in the hood because everybody shook

    10 min key....peace..keep it going peeps....1
  8. The Grimace

    The Grimace Jeff Goldblum

    Jul 10, 2006
    some cats need practise/ choppin lines with axes
    got words powerful like tru bass that cause collapses
    chokin like your voice's absence/ kid your rapless
    squeaky voice cuz this adam turned down his apple
    sadastic statistics say satan slays you with a scalpel
    gotta gatfull of possible rapfull battles/evil raps stack like mountain alp-fulls
    bloodred hands, then 15 second lather/ washed up cadaver
    aftermath squared spreads your body priced cost up/scatter
    head on a platter im an animal, live for lives, forks n knives, also a cannibal
    tactical quote questions twisted to get answer-fulls with my clan 'a bulls
    when we see red we charged, ignite ya flesh n leave you burnt charred
  9. R3DRUM

    R3DRUM Capo

    Jul 13, 2005
    This guy dissin his adam's apple? ur shits fiction,
    Can you even fathom actual events? bitch listen/
    Its this instant when u need to really wake up/
    Smell the coffee and realize u a pretendin wanksta/
  10. The Grimace

    The Grimace Jeff Goldblum

    Jul 10, 2006
    all talk no actions, raps lackin ,slackin verbs
    your wack inevitably absurd,unorganize your words with a dog to sheperd ya verse
    dig deep next time maybe you'll strike a nerve
    this 4 eyes dropped four lines? you fuckin nerd next time rehearse
    leave you tumblin mumblin inside my dryer
    this net head has a wetbed my inferno lines kickin like fire
    battles i hoasted leave you roasted cant boast kid your next
    illegitimate illiterate/ better work on ya text when your workin with a vet
    fuck this cypher you biter/
    false gunner drop your lines in a dumpster light it up thiswritter
    emcees like me spit a hundred degrees, sock eightballs make ya nose freeze
    crack viles stackin like files stack your posse in command im kinda bossy
    follow my orders cuz i doubt he has the nerves to smell his coffee
  11. *Iceman*

    *Iceman* New Member

    Jun 19, 2000
    All Bitch niggaz in my way please step to the right
    You may get lucky, duck the left but you catching the right
    Straight RAW, monday nights you can catch me on SPIKE
    Or spittin' on RM cyphas with a collection of dykes
    If we was kids you would have punked out and left on ya bike
    Or in jail, on the yard im at your neck with a knife
    You thinkin' im bullshittin' so you testin' me right
    I'll leave you time to say so you sorry with two seconds life
    After we meet, flat in the street, took your last breath in the night
    Detectives askin paramedics "the time of death, is it right?"
    I'm soarin', other niggaz spit rhymes they shit is boredom
    Swear they getting bitches buying shoes out Nordstroms
    They stick to text because nobody will record them
    A coin toss in they favor made they moms not abort them
  12. CaTchW0n

    CaTchW0n New Member

    Sep 18, 2001
    Of course slim, I watch my waist line eating up these bait lines
    Punctual, not to waste time unless I Shoot up the clock
    Still keep my loot in my sock, still prove i can cop
    still do what I got to move up a spot...
    Fam im trying to do all the shots it takes to make it
    while some steady fake it to they make it stay complacent
    Its back to the basics
    every opportunity take shit and raise it
    The bar, know who we are, no matter how they try to erase it
    duplicate it the carbon copies
    I make shit tough to swallow like mixtures of ammonia with bleach hydroxy
  13. 2Shay

    2Shay Englands Finest

    Jul 20, 2005
    bored of metaphors n bitchs dry like menapause,
    all wet talk then a battle comes n they...pause...
    over-opinionated under-skilled,
    show up to a battle they get over-grilled,
    over-kill 'Shay hitin' wit the head-shots,
    water runnin red like human coco pops,
    burnt to a krisp my flow is blazin',
    shit so sharp i leave emcees crastrated....​
  14. St@y Crunk

    St@y Crunk New Member

    Sep 14, 2006
    Half of you rap dudes are like handy men that lack tools/
    thats cool...i stick out like a black kid in a white school/
    now thats rude,so what! you ain't even gotta want me/
    yea lonely,yea basiclly a myspace junkie/
    so Hunt me,thats the quickest way to murk you,i'll hurt you/
    act like oparh and get left the color purple....lol
  15. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

    Feb 3, 2002
    i spit a sickness not seen on this earth - obscene with a verse
    come between my life and my soul and youll leave with a curse
    feeling gets hurt when i reveal my true intentions
    im not at all 2-D i run through all true dimentions
    rude in sentence, im reponsible for so few defendants
    sinner, i have angels coming to collect my due repentance
    im banned across the galaxy for my instability
    my sins are killin me but my skills still set a million free
    demons are akin to chill wit me, so i try not to set fires
    rhymin with the devil and bobbin my head till my neck tires
    ive been on top so long i expect liars-
    and i can short circuit the mainframe like ya forgot ta check wires
    im the blue one, cut me first and get blown dead
    or maybe im the other like damn i should of known, red!
    im an old head, sewn dread-
    across these sheets like while you were asleep ya nose bled
  16. Da New Kid

    Da New Kid New

    Apr 7, 2003
    I'll see if I run or not my mouth, I stay comin' in and out
    To leave you a rhyme you could dedicate your life to
    And Let's leave it at that, bitch, I won't play to like you
    I contemplate, Im insightful, Im the shit and my dad an ass
    Be a witness of the aftermath; Im the fact behind the theory
    I pack a nine, feel fear of me, ya ass is grass
    Im high as fuck, you low on self esteem, I blow on L's kid
    you blow on men dicks, you baby soft and ya lines short like baby piss
    You no ladies man you a ladyboy on some shady shit
    You like threesomes cause to rock ya dame you need help
    While I kick more flames than a soccer game in hell........
  17. Big Newt

    Big Newt a random p0nkass

    May 1, 2006
    I can see you kissin this firing glock, spittin about this cypher ain't hot, shit
    your brain's rushin, too much mess cap, listenin to trainsporting
    I bet cash, you're abusin of crystal meth, crack & Coke under your red cap
    you're a submit dude, your happiness go lower, cause I'm droppin truth
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