Yo, somthin reala and illa than yours truly the ghostface killah/
Read ya like a book, climb ya like a pilla, I am a scrilla/
Wihtout the scratch, comin with a fresh batch of flows/
When will This ghost face bold face nigga come down?/
Wear ma heart on my sleave, I smile no frowns/
Happy go lucky, yo ya stuck me with the oddest f*** clownz/
Like, yo, I stay holy and no u dont know me, I stay tru to my religion/ No scrubs no pegions/ Hold the mic and no pitchin/
Damn, split ya head need the stitchin/ Boy wake up we better start some pinchin/ U stop dreamin/ I killed ya and ya mom was off screamin/ Beggin and pleadin/ I am plantin the seed kid/ To grow and flo jus to show u crows/ That boy in da south start throwin my bows/ So get off bitch and step off you ho's/


(yo it was a quick flow so lemme know what ya think fa sho)

thought this was really basic soundin, didn't like it, you need to elevate.......introduce some nice word play, vocab, and a decent rhyming scheme.........................Peace though.......//...//...

kk, hows this?:


I am tryin to get on top but right now I am more underground than Lava/
Stick ya arm in my grill and you pull back nothin, Nadda/
Zip sendin yta walkin wit a busted lip/
So, go ahead rock the boat but try not to tip/
Starz in the sky try to stear clear of me/
Got more CD stores than Meteors in the Galaxy/
Show me the mic if you really want a battle/
I pick up more channels than a lite without the sattle/(satillite)
Cant compare to what I bring to the table/
I spit stories before me and illiterate fables/
Rock abay baby, dont touch my cradle/
Meteorolygist cant estimate mate the time it takes to create/
Dead and buried, ur nottin bu sediment, by my words ur cremated/I stated the most infamous flow ever known/ Bow wow and me almost the same age but I'm pretty much grown/ Syke, no dykes, they all scared of hights/ sEAN pUAL STFU AND GIMME DAT LIGHT/ Bitch tossed and flossed urs teeth need flawsed/ My space is FOUND when ur shit is lost/ Dedicated this player hated track to the bitches in the back/ That cant get noticed but still flow shit, its wack/ Rhymes that are sublime and symetrical to Poetry/ My nappy roots were found sound I aint beat like a tree/ But u can make like one and leaf/ Bring ya shit to da table if ya gots beef/


hows dat?
Hit me up, I take all replies serious and be honest it is most appriciated.

"Mean-MUGGIN aint NOTHIN but a DISGRACE unless u bring in da GHOSTFACE!"

hm..... it was alright, good flow and all that, basic topic, if there even was one.... over its a D-.... u need to elevate, on both of them, and i hope u didnt bite cuz thats pussy shit

payce

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