Who and Why?
 

"Da Mystery of Chessboxin'" ---> WuTang (beat I used to write to..)


<< HOOK >>

who's the best emcee?//
"blunt-mc's the best emcee."//
who runs this industry?//
La Familia with no question.//
so when you asked who your favorite clique, what's your answer?/
"La Famila tha shit".. next round, you advancin.//

no emcee be the way blunt mc be..//
blunt for three reasons.//
blunt the way I talk, blunt how I strike, and smokin' blunts 'till the coffin'.//
poppin' fake thugs as often, take drugs to soften the blow.//
have you cautious steppin' on toe.//
this just a lesson on code, oppression sets in as I enter the mode.//
set in a mood to crude for you to groove.//
rough around the edges but the inner rhyme always smooth.//
flow's so slick closed minded foes slip, fall off ceize up and loose.//
fold this crease up and you; cut with a double edge paper rasor.//
take your troubles in the blood you bled, I'm doin' you a fovour.//
I don't hate-ya, just the way-ya look, act and come-across.//
thunder claps and you see I'm the son of god,//
abusing my powers like execs in the enron scandal, "so I'm a fraud".//
you still can't handle this skill when it comes along.//
this ain't even raw, it's ain't a cover song just a next single for you to ponder on.//

<< HOOK >>

You outta chances, "latchin' on like "key kids".//
"home all alone" practice hard and be seamless.//
slack on bars and people sleep like they dreamin'.//
see for me it's; natural.//
practical thoughts come across my mind like tactical intuition.//
slap even stuborn lines into submision.//
wisk them off tha tip of my toung with more force than shots come from tha tip of my gun.//
see, load the full clip, hit then run.//
same in a rhyme, ruthless; the way I slay you'd swear rap was crime.//
'cause mine ignites fright and more heat than a molotov coctail throw'n at a natural gas pipe.//
how you think I elevated to this height, I done blew up.//
dropped one bomb and was throw'n to tha top like the stage "threw up"//
like over night I was made and jus grew up.//
and if no-one likes this rhyme, fuck you. I ain't care.. jus sue us.//

<< HOOK >>

.Uh-huh!.
 

This nigga's doin' big thangs. Hot joint kid...

this would sound a lot better as an audio....

good lines though, i was feelin' it....

keep writting.. I enjoy reading your pieces

I plan to do this as an audio.. usually I don't use a beat to write unless it's goin' to be recorded.. stay uppin' this yo..

ya know what I heard today.. sleepers aren't sleeping, they all layin' up in some back alley runnin' a suckin' train on eachothers dicks..

holy shit.. I up my new joint and people reply to my old shit.. wtf.. lol