eliterate little noob emcees who always flatter's to deceive//
cant beleive the shit you say n play when da real emcee's away//
ya had ya time to commit ryhme's so brutal they classed as crime//
now im back n u didnt thats just fine, so take da time to catch me spit//
spittin so brutally qiuke its like ima havin a lyrical fit//
spittin lyrical saliver like venom, splittin ya head like a lemon//
flow's so perfect, its like a qoate from a dictionary//
ma talent is oh so scary for the sleepin emcee, creapin up on ya like a shadow//
smotherin ya in ya sleep wid ya pillow, bitch here dies another minnow//
R-I-P cat no mo worries for you, its over, sleep da eternal sleep//
why im possesed wid da power to eternally creep--up on emcee's//
push ma platinum blade into emcee's make ya a new whole like a femcee//
i cant escape ma nightmare, like a gobby kid on the street im spittin//
cant stop me heads splittin---- from constantly thinkin of a new beat//
a new spit, all i ever do is grab a MIC n spit so perfect//
u think ma lifes worth it, try n feel ma pressure to perform//
its like premiture ejeculation it hangs on ya mind, never goes away//
some day-s i awake n prey that ma lyrical demons wont show today//
but they do as always soon's im awake i no i aint got a days break//
for the first 5 seconds when i open ma eyes im normall, then its reality//
this demon shit aint ginvin me no finality, wish i was placid//
out ma face on acid, away wid the fairies in da sky, dis shit aint no lie//
hit records n fans,,,,, other emcees-- all awaitin me,,,//
to fuck up n qiute so they can have a go--- on da MIC//
im like so take it now before i break it, damn another emcee whonever made it//
u is passin it back lookin down at the flex---- shit ma whole life is a hex//
wish i never wished to be a rapstar,,,, maybe coulda gone far as a street cleaner//
or a butcher cuttin all day wid a meat cleaver//
but no instead its like im dead, wid ma lyrical demon on ma shoulder//
every day im alittle older ma heart alittle colder, fame its just a game//
doesent anybody "understand" u never wanna no what its like to be in constant "demand"//
over.

not bad dude.
this had a crazy rhyme scheme, seemed to rhyme at random, but the flow was good.
Vocab wasn't great, but then, it sometimes takes away from the rest of piece.
Message was weird. Didn't say much, but as battle raps go, this made some good sense, and drilled the message home.
Good length.

favourite lines:

its like premiture ejeculation it hangs on ya mind, never goes away//
some day-s i awake n prey that ma lyrical demons wont show today//

Peace

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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis

yea it starts like a gangsta, progresses into stages n then ends in explination......

This was a cool piece i liked this ish right here keep it coming 1..

uppin

that shit was sick man.....keep it up.....were in the uk u from anyway.....


yo....chek my shit out..."Aint got none to worry" peace