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.Meta 5: Say Hi 2 The KiD.
I know you’re asking who’s this guy. It’s Meta 5, so say hi to the kid
The one who’ll ignite your family alive, no one lives! A soul-reaver, the type to dissect a carcass with meat-cleavers Sink-deeper in thought, hit the track running like Gayle-deavers Bails-cheaper, murder’s easy to beat so why not pay-the-cost Taste-the-sauce, choke on its purity and now that’s another soul-lost Want proof? Any challenger under the sun is getting-tossed Loss-of-power, steal the souls of the weak by-the-hour Fuck-these-cowards, I want beef, serve it and watch it be-devoured Sweet-and-sour, don’t ever think of asking God to prove-his-power Say-it-louder and you’ll only get destroyed by example Hard-to-handle, I serve that hot shit, who wants-a-sample? I know you’re asking who’s this guy. It’s Meta 5, so say hi to the kid The one who’ll ignite your family alive, no one lives! Dukes-of-hazard, I hunt in darkness so don’t lose-your-lantern I’ll prove-the-phantom lives inside me through an evil-tantrum Bruised-and-battered, count how many MCs have their jaws-left-shattered Claws-don’t-matter, hand to hand combat shows that my paws-are-badder Get nuked-to-Saturn; now show you the mind of a genius-child I got the meanest-style, check the bars and see how my song-is-wild Stretched-for-miles, the type to cipher without breathing due to iron-lungs A slyer-tongue that speaks the language to roast you from raw to well-done Meta’s-on-the-clock, you know shit just got ugly like the birth-of-clocks Fuck-the-spot, this is The Hit Parade, We got the whole Earth-on-lock I know you’re asking who’s this guy. It’s Meta 5, so say hi to the kid The one who’ll ignite your family alive, no one lives! I’m a Mic-Bearer, a topical emcee who’s the product of a Dope-Era There are No-Mirrors, to see death’s approach behind you, causing More-Terror Fatal-Error, increase your heart rate to the point that your Heart-Explodes Busted-Flows, prove that you can’t Withstand-the-Blows to your Chest-and-Nose Your-Fears-Exposed, I Suppose-it-Arose from your chest as it Closed-and-Corrode Blood-Froze, I Know-the-Code to my DNA that’s got me stuck in Battling-Mode I’m-Rattling-Foes to the point where I’m-Shattering-Skulls to Soften-the-Blows I Coffin-the-Crows that compete for the top not knowing that I’m Often-the-Show You Cocks-are-Too-Slow; a clan of legless turtles in this elite Rabbit-Race Without-a-Trace, I’ll show you that I’m an atheist the way I Stab-at-Mase Can I Get Some REAL feedback on this one..... |
its aight kid...but All the shit u got set up to look like multies arent....u have a few but less then a third of what u got set up as....peace
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ok, can I get some more feedback.....
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more feedback? lol well you had good vocabulary.. those are one of my pet peeves... I hate ignorant people.... but then again vocab does depend on your style.. anyways... I oculdn't feel a beat... yup.... other than that... Hi kid .... OoNnEe
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thanks..... anyone else?
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nice verses meta...real murder an emcee feel to the shit...but a couple of your multis was a bit off the beat from the others,no biggie..was still pretty tight verse.
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thanks...
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it was good man, i actually liked tha vocab. Yo dawg comment on ma shit , aight. Keep writtin'. Peace.
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thanks.... i'll check your open mics
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IY WAS GOOD BUT I THINK YOU SHOULD HAVE CHANGED IT UP AT ONT PART OF TIME. THE FLOW WAS NICE THOUGH.CANT WAIT FOR YOU TO DROP YOUR SHIT IN R.B.B.L. AGAINST ME.PEACE
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I'll be dropping today
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yo you suck you try to be all serious and nasty and u just sound dumb biotch
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Intense. Consider lightening up here and there (inasmuch as rhyme style is concerned) so as to not be monotonous. Your word choice is fairly diverse; some of these cats be usin played out word pairs (bitch, rich, nigga, trigga) swearin up and down their content is original.
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this herb is mad because i told him he sucks..... Fuck You Kid |
naw biotch fuck you
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