THE UNKNOWN RAPPER--SNIPER STYLE

PATIENTLY-- I MAKE MY WAY THRU PIPES IN A MATAINENCE ROOM/YOUR IMPENDING DOOM--IS BLATENLY RAPING MY INTELLIGENCE/AHH!! A NAIL SCRAPIN' ME I DROP BLOOD AS EVIDENCE//YESTERDAY, I CAME TO THE HOTEL WITH A COWBOY HAT, LEATHER LACE, AND A GUITAR CASE/MOVIN' AT A MUSICIAN'S PACE I NAVIGATED PAST THE KITCHEN TO THE ELEVATOR WITHOUT A TRACE/DESTINATION, THE HOTEL'S BASE--MENT/SINCE--PLAYIN GUITAR IS JUST A HOBBY/I HID MY WEAPON AND MADE MY WAY BACK TO THE LOBBY/AT THE HOTEL'S DESK, I LEAVE ONE OF SIX ALIAS'/JOKIN' WITH THE CLERK ABOUT HOW MUCH I NEED SOME REST/SHE WAS FINE WITH A RED DRESS, AND A SMILE THAT'LL TAKE YOUR CASH/SHE TOOK MINE AND I WALKED AWAY WITH THE LAST LAUGH/I MADE MY PATH--TO THE SIX FLOOR FOR TWO DAYS/I SLEPT TIL' LUNCH, THEN HIT MY AGENT ON HIS TWO-WAY/WE TALKED ABOUT PAYMENT--I NEED IT TODAY/WE MADE ARRAINGEMENTS FOR MONDAY, AN' IT'S NOW TUESDAY/TWO HUNDRED GEE'S--HALF NOW FOR THE HIRE/HALF WHEN I COMPLETE THE JOB--ON A WIRE/TODAY I HUNT A LEGEND WHO'S SKILL I'VE LONG ADMIRED/THE SITUATION'S GETTIN' DIRE/NORMALLY, I WOULD OBJECT AND TAKE THE PATH OF PEACE/BUT IN THIS DYIN' WORLD--MONEY'S LOOKIN' GREEN LEAF/MY TRUCK IS ON A NEW LEASE AN' THE RENTS NEVER CEASE/THE DAY I QUIT THIS PIECE, I'MAL CHUNK MY RIFLE IN THE REEF/--IT'S SIX PM DAY TWO, I HAVE TO SET UP TO SHOOT/I CHANGE MY CLOTHES, SHOWER AND SHAVE, AN' PLAN OUT MY EXCAPE ROUTE/--SO HERE WE ARE, I'M BACK IN THE BASEMENT/I OPEN UP THE GUITAR CASE AN'--GET THE ALCOHOL FOR THE BLOOD I'M WASTIN'/I PUT TOGETHER MY GUN, COMPLETE WITH A LASER TRACE AN'/UP THE STAIRCASE THRU A DOOR THERE'S AN EXIT FACIN'--THE ALLEY/SO I PACK UP EVERYTHING AND LACE UP MY BALLEY'S/I'M OFF TO AN ABANDONED BUILDING, NEXT DOOR/ROOF TOP FLOOR--AN' ONLY A PADLOCK OBSRTUCTING THE DOOR/I QUICKLY DO AWAY WITH IT AN' MOVE IN FOR THE SCORE/THE TIME IS NOW EIGHT PM--YOUR SHOW IS AT NINE/I THINK ABOUT ALL THE GOOD TIMES I HAD WITH YOUR RHYMES/I GOT A FUNNY FEELIN' ABOUT THIS ONE, AN' IT AINT FINE/I HOPE NO-ONE SEES ENOUGH TO DROP SOME DIMES/IT'S FEBUARY 1ST, AN' I'MAL SEND AN' EARLY VALENTINE STRIAGHT TO YOUR THINKIN'/I WOULD CELEBRATE WITH BALLENTINE, BUT I AINT INTO DRINKIN'/THRU BINOCULARS MY EYE'S WINKIN--ANTICIPATIN' YOUR STRETCH LINCOLN/IN MY HEADPHONES SOMEONE CALLS THE RADIO FROM A CELLPHONE--SAYIN' YOUR SHOW WENT WELL/AFTER PARTY IS AT THE HOTEL/I LIE IN WAIT TO PROPEL--YOUR STATUS/NOW TELL ME WHO'S THE BADDEST/THE LIVIN' LEGEND OR THE ONE WHO SHOT THE APPERATUS/THAT LAID HIM ON A CEMENT MATTRESS--ONE SHOT WITHOUT A PRACTICE/--BEEP, BEEP/WHO'S THAT COMING UP THE STREET/YOU AN' A WHOLE FLEET OF LINCOLN AND CADILLAC JEEPS/MOVIN' SLOW--MODE SET ON CREEP/I SLOWLY SLIDE ONE IN THE CHAMBER/I WANT TO WAGER, I'LL HIT YOU IN THE NASEL--MAKIN' ALL YOUR DESCISIONS A NO BRAINER/YOUR JACKET WOULD'VE FAIRED BETTER ON A COAT HANGER/SHOULD'VE DROPPED YOUR MIC TO AVOID DANGER/I'M LONELY--I'VE SHOT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY LAST HOMIES/TO AVOID PHONEY--AN OPEN MOUTH'AL BUCK LIKE A WILD PONY/KNOW WHEN I'M DONE, IT'S ERIC WHO OWES ME/YOU SHOULD SEE THE SCENE/THE MICROPHONE FEIND, STEPPIN' CLEAN RIGHT OUT A LIMOSENE/ALL SHIMMER AND GLEEM WITH A STAR/SHININ' OFF HIS TEETH--I CAN SEE FROM AFAR/CLOSED THE DOOR TO CAR--STANDIN' ON THE CURB/NOW MUM'S THE WORD----BLAWWW---WHEN I SHOT, IT MUST'VE STARTLED SOME BIRDS/HE DROPPED BUT THE DOORMAN PAINTS ME/SPOTTED THE BARREL, PULLED AWAY HASTILY/I GATHERED EVERYTHING SO NO-BODY COULD TRACE ME/I RAN GRACEFULLY AT A SPEED THAT NASCAR COULDN'T PACE ME/DOWN THE FIRE EXCAPE AT THE BACK OF THE BUILDING--SIX FLIGHTS/LAST WEEK, A BLOCK AWAY I STASHED A BIKE/AT A WEST ABANDONED STREET--FACIN' EAST IT'S A SMALL HIKE/BUT I'M SET TO RENDEVOUS, AN' I'M IN FLIGHT/THROUGHOUT ALL THE COMMOTION, EACH STEP FEELS LIKE SLOW MOTION/I'M LISTENIN'--TO SCREAMS IN THE BACKGROUND--I SEE THE BIKE GLISTENIN' LIKE AN OCEAN/DAMN, I SHOULD'VE DRANK SOME PICK-ME-UP POTION/I'M STARTIN' TO SLOW WITH ALL BARRELS WIDE OPEN/THRU TRASH AND TIN CANS, I RAN--ONLY TO FEEL A COUPLE OF HANDS/ON MY SHOLDER--FIRE STARTING TO SMOLDER, I THROW AN ELBOW OVER THE TOP AND LAND/SMACK DAB ON THE JAW OF A MAN/HE BUCKLED AN' I CONTINUED TO SKIP SAND/JUMPED ON THE CYCLE, HIT THE IGNITION-- AND LOOKED BACK/ONLY TO SEE THE DOOR MAN LYING FLAT/THREW MY RIFLE ON MY BACK, GUITAR CASE WITH A STRAP/CROUCHED IN POSITION, THEN I HIT THE PISTONS/SKIPPED THRU A RED LIGHT--ALMOST A CASUALTY BETWEEN TWO HEADLIGHTS/MAN--I GOT TA DROP THIS BIKE LIKE A LEAD PIPE/HONDA SCREAMIN'--I'M HOME FREE/BUT IT WASN'T LIKE IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE/I HOPE HE AINT GET ENOUGH TO PHONE POLICE/ONE STOP--BIKE DROP ATTA CHOP-SHOP/DROVE AWAY WITH THE KEYS TO AN IROC/HEARIN' "HEY, DID YOU SEE SOMEBODY SHOT RAK'?"/NOW EVERYBODY'S TALKIN/NO RADIO IN THE CAR, I GRABBED THE HEADPHONES TO THE WALKMAN/RADIO DJ'S TALKIN' TO AL SHARPTON/I STARTED A MEDIA ARSON --AN' RAN/AN' LEFT NO MATCHES AN' NO GAS CAN/AN' NO IDENTIFICATION FOR POLICE DETECTIVES TO SCAN/I PARKED THE CAR AN' WENT IN THE HOUSE/MTV NEWS HAD A GIRL WITH A BLACK BLOUSE/SAID SHE WAS WAITIN' IN THE ROOM--HOPING HE'D BE THERE SOON, TO PLAY A GAME OF CAT AND MOUSE/WHO IS THIS LOUSE?--THAT SHOT 'EM/THE GREATEST RAPPER TO ROCK 'EM/WITH THE SMOOTHEST VOICE THAT ALWAYS GOT YOUR HEAD BOPPIN'/A MUT POINT--THAT JAW IS NOW A LOCKED JOINT/NO MORE WORDS, NOT EVEN AN OINK/HE SAID HE WAS GOD, BUT HE'S DEAD NOW/AN' IT ONLY TOOK ONE SHOT TO MILK A RED COW/CNN INTERVEIW WITH THE DOORMAN SAID HOW/HE AWOKE FROM HIS SLEEP SCREAMIN' 5FT THREE THRU BROKE TEETH/BUT HE GOT AWAY WITH NO POSITIVE I.D./CHECKED MY LAPTOP TO THE BANK ONLINE/THE MONEY WAS THERE AN' IT AINT SHORT A DIME/E-MAIL SAID THE JOB WAS DONE FINE/I'M TOO TIRED NOW IT'S TIME TO UNWIND.....

A LYRICAL MASTERPIECE TOO COMPLETE FOR WORDS


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you're toast!

was that a keystyle but if not this shit go in open mic
unless you vsing some 1

if this is a battle then you will win by DQ because your oppenent will fall asleep readin that shit