Razor sharp script flippin, wit mah lyrical clip at mah hip,
Still sippin on the curb and rippen mad herb, Spittin verbs
circlin the suburban culture like lyrical vulture's,
I blast emcee's down like poacherz,
Crowin like birds on a wire, I spread like wild fire's and hip hop fliers,
Rppin teeth out with pliers nasty style similar to Micheal Myers,
Squeelin tires singin my chorus like church choirs, baby Blue G attire,
We Underground roughnecks packin lyrical techs rooms get bent when we flex, Deliverin text like express fed ex straight to ya necks,
As mah squad disperse we converse freely, Rollin reverse in a wheelie, I gotta make yall feel me,
Kickin Lyrics to ya ear, How the fuck did yall get me here? bitch let me steer,
I only had a 12 case of beer, veer off the road and straight off the pier, Then Jump clear
Water rushin all around the last sound you hear, Now you swimmin with the sharkz,
Dangerous like sparkin cartz at amusement parkz,
Parkin in the dark to hear the barks of Narcotics dogz,
then roll out like logs disappear in the fog,
Fuck them Bacon Boys ruinin our session,
I got a green obsession that releives my aggression,
Mysterious like unanswered questions, gettin mad serious
on the battle board leavin heads delerious,
Vocabulary injections spread like infections shut ya body down in sections goota sit down from the weariness,
So shut up cause yo failed my test yall decide whose best,
As i bless my last ryhmin bullet then pull it through ya vest to ya left chest cavity rippin arteries,
Words flood like blood through main veins and become a part of me,
Drinking down hip hop styles in vials like experamenting with science, G.W.O thowin out enough defiance to be considered public violence, Leave the crowd loud fuck silence

Sumthin I had to say

Bout to Blow like abortion clinics forcin friction
Yall to shook to even talk to me like Dorks to Bitches
Skill aint got nothing to do with gorgeous women
Or how bright the chrome rims on ya porche is spinnin
Its when you get on stage with the cordless spittin
Its realizing that the ratings in the source is FICTION
Yo im always sticking out like a dorsal-fin is
ANd right now im hungry like orphan kids sick
Yall cant see me like OJ's jury , ignoring the witness
you say it's only on the net till ya door gets kicked in
BARS is all i know like i was born in prison
Yall cats is lip synching like foreign fliks is
Imma keep spittin metaphor's with the sickness
I keep eating like fat kids, Eating up all you fucking bitches
Brats go from poor to rich ass soon as they chores is finished
I rock so hard i think im stealing fans from korn and limp Bizkit
Give Goths a reason to pray to the lord for forgiveness
For the instance i stay raw from the core to the image
Beatin yo ass like i was Einstein teachin Physics
Stayin true to my self fuck critics
My rymes pour infinite like a storm was hittin
Your not quite as dirty as me, Like whores to strippin
Morbid visions of fill ditches and morgues with gorgeous women
Sick intelligence as Bis torchin gimics This ryme wack
Yeah right you now it isn't Eatin emcee's like beef pork and chicken
Me fall off never ya tripping
If english i say goodbye and Bonjour if british
Couch potatoes need to stop pretnding to be pimping
We dont need more pretty boys we need more delinquents

HAve to agree with Custom....

oh yeah, steer away from saying "lyrical this" "Lyrical that"...blah blah blah....

alot of cats use that word as a crutch....

I see you key all the time on here...how about try some odd topic and see if you can flip it...you have funny lines here and there so I bet you can flip some off the wall topic...

hell, a simple subject as "walking to the store" can be flipped many ways...kinda like Xzibit old video of where he's walking to the store for milk but he encounters so much shit on the way...

WoRd

Uppn both verses

Ill shit yo
one

yo grym, jus feedin back the first...
this was your best piece wit mutli's, good vocab but no as good as others i've seenBLAH. I was feelin' the flow but lost in places, from the middle to end. But this was aiight.
return the favour at my new posts Enigma+Somein to Share.
peace