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....Recap of my years of being on here ...Realize A Mastamind At Work

[COLOR=SkyBlue]The beginning of a new year, sippin a few beers, talkin on AIM
Talkin bout lames, me & my Trigga Crew clownin dudes, talkin our names
We'd just left a site, the shit was tight, then it turned to garbage
Thought bout makin our own place, but didnt have the tools to start it
But S.P said wait, i kno of a place, Rapverse, no one knows us there
I said Rapverse? That shits sounds gay, but either way, i dont care
I peeped the site, thoughts like dukes is lame, what i make my username?
Then hit me random, the best tandem, told S.P so he'd choose the same
First was hated on, nothin new, we knew dukes would be talking
Shit was a tease, had more tricks up my sleeve, then McCully Culkin
We started a crew, first it was just us two, but then it slowly grew
Considered seasoned rookies, but had no pussies like a lonely dude
Finally respected, the shit was hectic, but then finally I felt this place
Thoughts entered, I brought my Fleet to the Center like the Celtics place
Climbin that ladder, all I heard was chatter, more fear than hate
The more dukes called me out, the more I put more ears to fate
But after many battles, the semi cattle, seemed to only bore me
Cuz my machete went thru more heads, then Jason Voochies
I needed to wreck a new set so I stepped to the open mic world
Read sum spits, but only 1 out of 5 was scary like the Spice Girls
So I decided to polish my game, step up and demolish sum lames
Jumped on a diss, and gave R.A.W. more fits, then Osama n Hussein
I was havin som fun, rappin bout guns, fags started talking sour
Sluts, I cant help it I touch the 9 daily, like the hand of an hour
Fuck all u cowards, how im gon rap about palm trees and villas
Where I live at, theres only slums, bums, calm peeps and killas
And if u wanna hold some scrilla, pick up some rocks or a 9 to 5
U wont inherit shit, maybe a gambling debt for the rest of ur life
All creative drops off the top, i aint even pedal, I rode on pegs
And I got more feed and praise, then chickens layin golden eggs
Now a days, I don’t write as much, Summers clouding my pencil
Inactivity put the Entourage, 6 Feet Under like an HBO schedule
For 8 months, put fake cunts to shame, and still whores is rattled
I reflect hate, I got the game in check mate, like .Merkage. before a battle…

Nice little piece here...

Good concept, you just basically tell the story of the times you been on Rapverse and actually I enjoyed reading it. Your vocab was on point, flow was good, maybe off here and there but overall it was pretty solid. What I liked most about this was how you had some nice wordplay, nice comparisons and such. It made the piece interesting to read in fact.

Keep it up!