Throwback verse written by my boy Break911

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  1. ssok-apus

    ssok-apus Well-Known Member

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    Written by Break911
    From back in '02

    HipHop Junkie

    Soul abundance, look up to nothing/
    Im a junkie and I love it Hip hops the substance/
    Soul abundance, look up to nothing/
    Im a junkie and I love it Hip hops the substance/

    Many heads can flip a script, the camera never found em/
    And those that it watched took me one hand to count em/
    Ill jump the train of thought so that we could take the tracks back/
    Beet (BET) and Flo’s a fuckin joke which nobody can laugh at/
    Kicks, hat an knapsack all Im given to begin with/
    Fuck these complicated words I live my life the simplest/
    Megaphone in one hand pencil in the other/
    Whitty Hip hop hippie fuckin bitches with no rubber/
    No matter, Ill eat my lunch with no platter/
    And no manners like Slow fat jerks/
    So Id rather shatter bastards, bitches pussy often/
    And I wont catch the ‘hiv’ cause I got a magic Johnson/
    Stupid you know nothing like new kids/
    Learn that stee be ruthless or ya steez will get a two kick/
    Stee man? Damn him! he create shit I cant fathom/
    And he takes his apple back just like his name was adam/
    Damn him the fellons getting away grab him/
    Loosin media control now the government will fold/
    Transmittrd to the masses this goes out to all the enemies/
    Ive never been to prison but ill go down for a century/ (blunt)
    be a separate entity, mentally, Im ahead of you/
    Mabie its genetics or it is the way its meant to be/
    Rip tracks distinctively, wear my shoes for a kilometer?/
    And watch the mercury bust the fuck out yo thermometer/
    Straight lounging, Im from the year three thousand/
    More practical and subliminally tactical/
    You faggot fools, ill Send a drop out back to school/
    So I don’t pack a tool, let my mass damage you/
    You bitches Jacking off an Im always off jackin/
    Stee man hes so def he watchin videos with caption/
    Never cought nappin plus Stees not rappin/
    He always smokin L’s while you motherfuckers catch em/
    test
  2. nO gOoD!

    nO gOoD! Life Music :: Press Play

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    great verse by ya boy. I'm really feelin the vibe and flow of this verse from start to finish. Also this had some nice lines, albeit a tad played (magic johnson line) however, again I liked the fresh feel to this. flow was good too.

    there is a strong eminem influence in this I can tell from the practical, packed a tool, back to school, couplets, however looking past all that this was a real decent verse to read.


    holla back to my "on the Creep" thread.


    peace.
    test
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