repped

significant
ill explicit
mr rogers


[talkin]yo why is this world so sick
i just dont understand man knaw i meen
i cant come to term wit dis shit


but check it:







yo alone in my room consumed by the fear of doom\
confused as i lay my head back to feud wit deaths avenue\

one must not asume this life is a total loop\
close my eyes to imagine a room lit wit the earths moon\

mans body was created to exist forever\
still we die and all were concerned about in life is cheeda\

anything betta than the nexts mans pleasure\
to slay men just to see who's blood is redder\

from j dahmer to helter skelter\
cats like these only know death and nothing betta\

i grab my daughter face in despise to realize shes begining to die\
the moment out the womb were exzoomed wit life in reverse time\

wit every single breath i take is a step i climb\
closer to reality that its really worthless to rhyme\

one day your fine the next your dodging flaming nines\
just to bust back to realize it was ya man come to find\

i spit these lines in hope for mere redemtion\
but all i'll recieve is someones henchmen\

who keep sending messagies to reveal my ending\
but im not going out like that, not ready for death mendings\



chorus:

x2
who are we\ are we really thugs , or just in gods army\
sent to destroy are selves wit visious crimes see\
snap out of it and realize lifes knoledgde is free\
playing the part of the hero ,will destroy cities and burn them like nero\





listen im really thru wit spittin knowledge\
the time has come for me to do my part and start creating carnage\

this aint the time to thank god for life\
stop the strife, but i'll thank the devil for filling my heart wit spite\

let him know that im taking souls, wit hatefull blows\
hitting especailly these money hungry hoes\

the book of revelation told of this man\
destoying of the earth to create a paradise land\

built by millons of heretics hands\
gotta stop sellin these grams , but its part of gods plan\

now its time to levetate sands, to reverse the hour glass man\
scoured by the fortune tellers wit these lines in the palm of my hand\

i gotta snap out this stare into my daughters face\
im scaring her by the way my tears are filling the place\

she crys daddy why do you leak and tremble when you speak\
i reply that im thankfull you havent come to terms with the weak\

chorus:

x2


yo i've come to terms wit mens faulty woes\
i counter-act with asulting fist-of-blows\

crimson flows wit ability to spit way beyond morse-code\
every god even jehovah knows i'm defending my home by killing crows\

this is a begining of a new era, bullets are meant to scare ya\
you can choose to stay and fight or exile to other areas\

i'd rather stay and fight , standing on my legs upright\
bowwing down on ya knees just shows lack of might , so stand and fight\

it was like i was meant to flow like a breeze a blows into a tree it goes\\


chorus:
x2



the lyrically damned



~1~




why do we exist?



we exist because we think!


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You know what hommie. I was feeling this, it was a good drop...
It wasnt made for vocab and shit like that ( even though it had it )
I think you made it for a point. It was good hommie, nice deep emotion. Speaking of the reality and the Dreams. Nice usage of the daughter, very good synonyms. I was feeling this hommie...

---> return the Favor and peep the flow in ma sig hommie...

OUT

-High Class a.k.a Confusion

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You have the same replys as your other one, and i dont see their threads on the front page anywhere..
but heres the link of your other one if you dont believe me..
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...&threadid=96926

But like High Class said this was a pretty good drop though...structure needs a bit of work though i think, but it was good though...flow in this was alright, could have been a bit better i think but just add some multies to help that out...keep at it.

Yo, this rhyme was tight. It was deep and well thought up. I look forward to readin more. Keep writting....

one day your fine the next your dodging flaming nines//
just to bust back to realize it was ya man come to find//
i spit these lines in hope for mere redemtion//
but all i'll recieve is someones henchmen//
who keep sending messagies to reveal my ending//
but im not going out like that, not ready for death mendings//