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Do You Have Lyrical Fitness?
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Aiyo, I spit quick to rip enormous/
Hear as my singular words slur to verbs till each word's considered a chorus// This nigga's wit is quicker than a Ford Taurus/ To be honest, I was bored with college, now I kill niggaz - it's morbid// 80% of my mind is split like eight-tenths or four-fifths/ I bet I'd spin you for hours until the Centrifical Force hits// Ain't much to be said, my style's bred from the Hip-Hop Scholars Alliance/ We got professors there that'll call it a science// For generations of constantly dyin'/ I've decided on the plateu of life, now I cherish the time spent constantly rhymin'// My bars hold weight better than obese offensive linemen/ Add got this shit locked in hand-cuffs, come see if he lyin'// Compete and you dyin', it's over/ I got a bitch named Berretta who's dyin' to know ya, give you light if you blow her// Kosher like Jewish salt mixtures in ya soda/ Snake-like from African Black Mambas over to King Cobras// Rippin' since the Ming Dynasty, killin with atleast 25 lines a beat/ With 25 minds to read// Like The Ring, bitch, at your first glace your infected/ Ensuring ya death, in 7 days them niggaz back track to this epic// Listen to the druid speeches implanted in the stanzas/ Bewteen the two lines of scramblers, you're graspin' the answers// Style's flexible like belly dancers/ I drive the point straight to your skull like nail guns and empty banter// Besides having this tragedy happen to me/ I got extraterrestrials constantly naggin' to dismantle me// And vacuum pack the slab of brain matter that spans by my ear/ With electromagnetic reactors that'll power Japan for a year// IQ readings are infinitely above that of a collective college/ So the smartest man alive is still dwarfed by my constant knowledge// When I die they gon' make journals and books and forget the title/ Cuz as quick as I came, the quicker this nigga gon' leave the cycle// There aren't many on this site that can do it like I do/ I'm like the Ebola virus and SARS combined, duke..check ya vitals// I spit punches and disses so I'll practically never fight you/ Cuz I'd pick off a nigga at 40 yards traveling on bicycles// One more joke and it's over/ I'd choke ya like a Jehovah's witness trespassing over the threshold of my home, brah'// Suicidal like aircraft pilots - Japanese Kamakazie soldiers/ Or Nazi commanders, or even Shinobi captives back in the old years// Systematic developments keep me enhanced at the cold shoulder/ I never cared for Gia, like an excommunicated mother, I don't know her// Up at 5 in the AM typing 'cause Trauma's an A-Hole, maybe we should get him some help/ When you read this, don't get on the deffensive, I thought you said it yourself// Back to the topic of how I spit... never fear man/ Shit, I'm ill enough to spit a SCUDD missile, run it and intercept it with bare hands// Transplant your brain to make it accessible to subliminal messages/ Quicker than whatever you peddlin’ and disappear faster than Nympho picture negatives// Leave your brains in the dashboard of your Lexuses/ And got your collar bone ringin’ around your throat like broken necklaces// When the pen hits the sediment it’s evident/ My intelligence is benevolent then way dish it you’d swear I’m sellin’ it// From my Alpha Omega to my Exodus, this is a plan to find my relevance/ Spittin’ on some Can-I-Bus shit on the board like rappin’ executives// I’m rippin’ your sentences/ Shoot at anyone that mentions this as one of their fetishes, and watch it steady developin’// I never claimed that my style’s vital/ Driving the 8 mile cycle in the day time just to say that I Pile-drived you// I dislike you like Simon hates each American idol/ And I’ll try to side swipe you every time that I drive by you// Quit tryin’ to do as I do, your life’s thru/ Cuz every nigga spittin’ his writtens thinks that his ciphers are nice too// I watch my enemies talk, pretendin’ to brawl/ I’ll have an Indian broad singing riffs to finish you off// First off, I don’t believe in the law/ I diminish emcees in open and have ‘em fall asleep in the mall// Punch at speeds to rattle your teeth and your jaw/ Trigger finger got Carpel Tonal the way I’m squeezin’ it off// Hit the beat with no protection, I have no choice but remain keepin’ it raw/ I don’t claim to say I’m even with y’all// Emcees nowadays are frost bitten the way they sneeze and they cough/ I’m basically the main reason to thaw// Killa', I'm the illest nigga to rip a quick wit spit for no reason/ Hott enough to melt the cole out ya nose at 20 below freezin'// To hell with the cold season,/ I'll greet you with a semi-technical wrestling move and get you to the point that there's no breathin'// Go back to your day job where you cover for steet sweepers/ Stomp holes in the bast'id till brain matter's on each sneaker// I'm tired of you, sucka,/ I'm rewired to aim the tech nine at the base line of each one of your eyes, muthafucka// I ain't text to drop knowledge on you, fucka,/ My bullets follow on ya' rubbers, I ain't paid to silence you nucca// You claimed the dark ages for a day and you loved it,/ Don't ever contend with death if you ain't set to get your name interrupted// -Addlib How many can do it like that? I just sit down and write this shit. This shit is worthless to me.....hahahaa...I'll holla........ |
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creatin harmony through my philosophy
distorted atrocities influenced by words lost to me flows leakin like a colostony(colon surgery) the shit just flows constantly (wordplay leaking=colostony=shit) mics im rockin see, watch as i take the money from your pocket g slash your cornea's so you cant even identify me.. any half ass rapper that steps to me, ends up deceased quite rapidly im tappin beats, bitch slappin defeat candidly, i dont use the standard keys i wont be another weak mc who dies tragically, my flows are the magic you need when my rap played, leave the club in a frenzy indeed some call me lucifers seed, others call me SplitSouL as they pitiful and plead not listenin, cause im stickin to my murderous creed the stars and the heavens agreed with me before i take over this rap game, i must shroud myself in secrecy then when im a household name have all these rap industry cats fleein me SplitSouL is shifty, spittin the shit quickly, attackin you with rhymes that leave you feelin miserably enhance you spiritually, with the power of my words lyrically when my blade introduces itself to your bloody meat i perform a ritual to lock the two matrimoniously have you germ infected with a simplistically deadly disease SplitSouL in a haze from all these canibus leaves flows meetin the standard, plus excels and exceeds WITH RHYMES LIKE THESE, THERES NO WAY I CAN'T SUCCEED!!! like that??? |
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your shit was sick as hell fool, beutifully(is that spelled right) written, style unlike any i've seen before.... in short....
amazing.... Split |
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^no not like that
But thanx for da feedback |
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IP:
oh you cant be sayin that shit wasn't ill!! lol j/k, i thought it was, but thats cool if you didn't
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ouch. you hurtin kids with shit liek this. i wanna collabo w/ u hopefully u can flow on the mic i wanna do a audio.
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...2150#post532150 |
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BANNED - Pink Slipped
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IP:
u gettin herb feed back lmao
i thought it was aight, im in a hurry ill be honest i read a few skipped a few.. will edit this when i have time to read it,... illness, freestyled? the lines and sylables didnt match up too well but it was aight dog peace |
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IP:
I liked this one damn.........lol...........long as shit though, but for real this was dope......
any half ass rapper that steps to me, ends up deceased quite rapidly im tappin beats, bitch slappin defeat candidly, i dont use the standard keys i wont be another weak mc who dies tragically, that made me laugh, good shit............ |
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^yeah thanx, i was more trying to go for the length
i was tryin to keep the flow goin and to keep it making sense. I think i managed it but you gotta gimme feedback ai -Ones |
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Upp
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Got More Meds Than Pfizer
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not bad.. to answer the question if I have lyrical fitness.. hell yes I do.. lol, I'm the same as kapone on this, not real in a hurry but I'm too lazy to read that much, what I did read is pretty ill tho no-doubt.. had a good flow an' some nice vocab.. 1
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DAmn LONg as FUCK....................READ the half of it..lol naah i read it all cuz it wus worth it................Nice contend love it...fosho FAm
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I Came Back Like Bustin Nuts On Spinal Chords Try Me Mofuckaz............ |
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Banned For Biting
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This was Worth the read yo
Dope 9/10 |
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^Thanx^
Uppin ..................... .................................................. ................ |
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IP:
i got u duke. i reply to ya shit and u cant return fav ite man its str8. i guess ill just give a honest reply then. yo ugot some skill but u lack in quite a few areas. overall wasnt that nice. needs work. forget about length make sure u can write something shart thats actually nice first. pzz
-edited to be easier on the feelings- Last edited by B Newz : 06-13-03 at 08:14 PM. |
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