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2tall · **Joined:** 04/14/04 04:41:31 AM **Posts:** 4707

Sun Of Brooklyn wrote:

flawless fluency wrote:

2Tall wrote:

SharpTongue Sun Virus wrote:

I cee, restart the piece, again I get raunchy, the
mind guide hand, heart explore lands, straight I stand
I'm even related to sand, ever-expand, wherever u look, there I am
just loungin, livin, lovin, laughin & learning,
wack rapper muthafucka tryin to clog and crab it but curred it
I'm way too muthafuckin nappy for u to perm it,
too addictive for u to curb it, too energetic to disturb it!
build or destroy, employed or unemployed, gimme mine and cut the noise
play the emcee forum like an extracurricular assignment
ways of many forms, strike with expert lyrical alignment, enlightening
fuck it, let the cipher fly again........

nice verse

Let the cipher fly again
Way up in the sky again
Let the fool get high again
learn new rhymes, drop by again
I drop fire when, I spit Im alive again
Fixed just to die again
resurrect, skills perfect, no lie my friend
you can hype, you can sell, I aint bying friend
I got all that I need right here, like air and water
food for my thought, soul, body and daughter
2tall never comes short, he the story and author
the pen the paper, last breath, glory he fought for
his head always up, he got more to stay strong for
more to uproar for, fight and make war for
Might die and still he walks home, kind of a strong dome
dead stuborn, serious, dreaded like warzones
the core of the rawest of all storms
quiet before, the roar, when its called for
hes laying the law on, haters and all those
crossing the line, you know thats uncalled for
all you ever thought of, you check but its all gone
2tall he got more balls, than the mightyiest warhorse
Might leave you want more, might make you beg
might make you fight him with your thighbone instead
Might make you tightrope through life so afraid
he might just come back, and knife you in bed
a day, month or year, guess youll never know
But when that day comes, bet youll never know
what hit you, split you or tore up that tissue
sawed up and ripped through organs and grizzle
Its more than a drizzle, sky falls down in rain
earth crumbles, implodes, youre crying in vein
noone hearing your call, noone feelin your pain
Its justice for all, 2tall, he stay real to that name
youre trying to grasp this, but reaching in vein

When you finally get it, it's depleted your brain
As life slips through your fingers you're squeaking in pain
Crumble, you fumble with words and proverbs
Don't stutter, but utter your last written verse
Before death comes upon you, cold bloodedly murdered
That's what you get for trying to appear perfect
When we're all nothing but frauds and flawed sinners
Trapped in the heartless boxes of Skinner

Keepin my chin up
My Speech is the winter
I gather heat from within
and my contenders go from timber to tinder
to splinters and cinders...
Before you proclaim you're a saint
as a beginner you're a sinner
redemptions for the repenters...
yet prevention isn't on the agenda...
and I'm on a never ending adventure through my dementia...
So I spit that despondent nonsense
for my printer to print up...
Cuz if heaven only knows then where the hell has he sent us???
I'm a God...that's for certain...So you know I'll never surrender
Observe my verse has me perching in my universes center
Put my ego to the side then sit beside me, myself and I...
chief the cheeba time to fly...Gee this reefer's kinda nice...
twistin trees up in a swisher sweeter got my mind in a vise
and I'm thinkin kinda shiest
while rollin the dice...make him see his poltergeist
We could give it a go for the dough or da ice...
but don't bet yo ass bro or earn a new ass-hole for life...
am I rhyming precise??? I'll melt the wires in your mics
When I shine I make 'em blind by design
while the sideline rides mine
Cuz my timing is divine and my mind is well refined...

Im never at peace, never at ease, I , never recline
I try to find time, let you know whats on my mind
the leafs I shed, the fears, the years Ive shed
The tears Ive shed, the seeds, the sleeplessness
The blows I took, the gold, the roads I took
The foes I shook, the mold, the oaths I took
The joy I got, the soil, the boy Im not
The man I am, the oil, yo boiling hot
The fire in me, lingers, desire in me
inspi e ring me, it is, binded in me
that spark, that glow, that heart thats in me,
Keeps me going, though Im, hardly winning
every battle, struggle or challenge in life
But Ive seen so many conquered its hardened my mind
I keep my feet on the ground, head in the sky
Look you straight in the eye, I aint retina shy
Dont hide from fools keep eying me im eying you
Im ether, water, fire, earth and iron too
Im perfected, imperfection, the lesson not the lesser
the best of my impressions, the essence of obsession
thats how Im focused, like a soldiers shoulders
carry all my burdens sturdy roll like boulders
Take my losses standing up, never manning up
Im man enough, alone, Im grown, Im man enough

D-sire · **Posted:** 03/02/07 05:02:33 PM

It's time to man up, Open a can up, time to stand up/
Bring Mic's on stick up's/
I break up pencils and put them in clips of nine millimeters/
blasts big as 300 meters, false hoods catch shots like chicken Pac's/
This is a new spice to the pot , as we pursue our dreams to get to the top/
with fresh flavors, my smell is the scent of Tree vapors/
to cast out haters like Kobe scores 81 for the lakers/
the threads of true players, To have the rep of Mic slayers/
throw verses like haymakers/

the flawless · **Joined:** 05/21/04 06:41:18 AM **Posts:** 5626

I'm not saying this to diss you, but you should consider using a certain rhyme scheme. If you break that verse down into pieces, you'd see that there is no structure in it at all. Or maybe it's just me :))

D-sire · **Posted:** 03/03/07 06:47:45 PM

True U got skills to see what was wrong with the verse it was a freestyle
I don't think it was nothing to hot just put a few bars up
it rhyme well but right now it's hard to focus on the scheme really didn't have one.
just typing what i feel at the time
that's most of my post I think of it and type it and try to stay with the flow of the verse. it may be the keystyle ?

D-sire · **Posted:** 03/03/07 07:11:53 PM

It's time to man up, Open a can up, time to stand up/
Bring Mic's on stick up's/
I break up pencils and put them in clips of nine millimeters/
blasts big as 300 meters, false hoods catch shots like chicken Pac's/
This is a new spice to the pot , as we pursue our dreams to get to the top/
with fresh flavors, my smell is the scent of Tree vapors/
to cast out haters like Kobe scores 81 for the lakers/
the threads of true players, To have the rep of Mic slayers/
throw verses like haymakers/

1. the first line was just to open the verse.
2. To bring some space out of the wall shit to the verse,
To me it's like when I spit I like to go deep on some crazy shit/

Like the verse:Bring Mic's on stick up's/
I break up pencils and put them in clips of nine millimeters/
like meaning my words I write is lethal.
Then when I said:blasts big as 300 meters
Just like I blew ur mind 300 meters

If u understand If not that's cool I just trying explain the freestyle verse it was not met to be to perfect. but good lookin for tellin me what u think that's how we get better/

DanteDolge · **Posted:** 03/05/07 12:55:08 PM

flawless fluency wrote:

I'm not saying this to diss you, but you should consider using a certain rhyme scheme. If you break that verse down into pieces, you'd see that there is no structure in it at all. Or maybe it's just me :))

WORD

SharpTongue Sun Virus · **Posted:** 03/05/07 02:51:50 PM

ill out like epilepsy,
catch these electronic effects of the headpiece
hypnotize gypsies with my dick and testes
quickly equipped
frequently rip
mind move more than computers
rock hard while ya gassed style's stuck on Jupiter
flipside niggas is Pluto,
too froze to know, YO
I spew molten, melt u to fumes with vivid voltage
multi barrel tunes roll, use soul,
produce vocammo like cheat codes
form forests with a probable chorus,
perfect storm the porous/poorest
dominant ominous prominance enormous
form formlessness
flow like blood out of every orifice
or the current that punctured the dam,
niggas too lazy to ride the cultural span
and y'all know y'all deserve to be stuffed in a van
meanwhile muthafuck, these soul bucks never jam
bring fate like an earthquake state to state
undecipherable for richter scales to equate
stay protected when fuckin with hot puss
olympic status shotput
that grease is irrelevant, unhealthy shit
you're still gonna cook
a-alikes forward sunlight,
the wisdom caught the math nice,
true equality, hold it down thru the night
stomp on snake heads before they bite
made that bitch niggas brain burst, knowledge charged the price.......

D-sire · **Posted:** 03/05/07 07:28:04 PM

as I reply They duck and hide/
I got a taste like age old wine, U holla at me like a dyme piece/
i'm fence-in off the beast increase my power to suceed/
as u decrease as i unleash flow like a Trained fleet/
It's not only one man u got to beat/
I got splits like forks in roads/
I'll blow smoke up ur ass like good home grown/
equip like Cobra Stallone with my hand on the Crome/
Go inside ur Dome cook ur gold/
Ur mind is no good ''Ash'', I give u just a dash, U will bounce back like flash/
scheme what and for what u got a grand/
I'll put a beat together that will change the weather/
My shit is for go get-ers if u don't feel it or u just don't get it so leave it/
don't be part of what we bringing/
I live rhymes give it time I'm not one to lie I put it all on the line/
read every line then look at the rhyme/
WORD THAT UP SUNSHINE

Mike B · **Posted:** 03/05/07 08:39:36 PM

"I'm out for Presidents to represent me [x2]
I'm out for Dead Presidents to represent me"....

with elements i represent the evervescent essence in me
giving presents of word presence illustrate from a to z
childhood lessons is what i'm made of, its whats makes me
so i count my blessings but express stress in speech

i confess the beats kept me off the streets in times of need
needed music fluid, used it, not confusing fuel with greed
ive got hunger to be great knowing soul food's never free
body and mind rotting with time, through my vast past i see

im amassing a flask of fermented first class called hennessey
i'm the life of the party, hosting hearty for those who know me
it goes one for my guests, and two for my close friends
three for my employer who could see i should boast ends

with gains, check my losses, always pain from heavenly bosses
hold things i can't control, love but have to let go, exhaustive
hit the clutch, lift the grudge, rip through sludge, stay on flossin
indeed, i'm never fit to budge from beats, but i must lay off this

SharpTongue Sun Virus · **Posted:** 03/07/07 11:08:41 AM

**sliding thru**..........

2tall · **Joined:** 04/14/04 04:41:31 AM **Posts:** 4707

I went from past to present
Will I last? the question
Asked. Whats left of?
the past? its prescence?
Whats the last of blessings?
I'll recieve? the last of breath?
Or continue to breathe
and ask for death?
I dont know If I'll go
in peace or blast my next
of kin or any bastards yet
guess
I will never know
never hold
the answers
or be in control
to plan the next
move I need to do
to advance a step
im no master yet
but the tasks I get
I give my all
live my all
until only
solely ashes left
still my soul
continues to grow
and undfolds
the paths thats left
the roads to choose
the aftermath
the rose that grew
when the casket hatched
I'm outlasting cats
in the trenches
where the rats are packed
I'm strengthened
I rise, still not standing yet
only man thats left
gather the last thats left
in me of power
the last of strength
never yield
never quit
give up or surrender
Ima rattle
battle, fight
til the unverse ends it
fist clenched
skin trenched
with blood
avenge my friends
who gave me love
Oh God allmighty!
Save these hords
of enemies approaching
with theyre ancient roars
They never saw whats good
never neglected flaws
I don't pray no more
so I guess It's lost
the hope
to resurrect me Lord
cause my chest is torn
So goodbye
guess I die
my last breath is drawn
but my child
will survive
she will rise
and ressurect my cause

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D-sire · **Posted:** 03/15/07 07:53:53 PM

Make no mistake I'am on top of my game/
slums where I come is ruff but I guess not as tough/
now the streets are filled full of pups/
This gangsta shit got the teens guns up/
pull that shit on me that clip better be empty before u put it up/
stand there monologing telling lies about how I'am going to die/
I said True pull that trigger and see how it feels/
I guarantee it won't feel like living in hollywood hills/

SharpTongue Sun Virus · **Posted:** 03/15/07 10:00:54 PM

style switch, strike with wild pitch, no one better file this
land mine foreign islands, season your sufferin with a violin smilin
psychotically organizing with my strategizing of violence
a Gunru Sun Tzu, but I play it humble,
funny, u'd want the ratchet instead the rumble
stuck on gun flow mumbles, all that's over when one runs thru
like summa these thru ya umbos, a few words enough to force conscience fumbles......to be continued......

D-sire · **Posted:** 03/17/07 08:08:09 AM

My sun beams will clean u to the bone/
i'm bad to the bone, with a cold face like this is a episode of cold case/
to find the man with no face, no leads just a cool brezze/
only can read the coldest scripts/
then it click, hot water is not going to melt this statue/
No bat will crack it left and right swings will leave no damage/
crush your beat stomp on it with Giants feet/
In your mind is me cooking up thinking meat/
repair your dreams with a hammer and some nails/
who Can't tell If i'am rapping for real/
I open and close the seal get med evil a will/

D-sire · **Posted:** 03/18/07 06:08:40 PM

Lets keep it going!!!!! :afro:

D-sire · **Posted:** 03/19/07 06:16:49 PM

D-sire · **Posted:** 04/02/07 05:25:15 PM

It's all over Nobody Want To Keep It Going?

AbsolutCarib · **Joined:** 03/31/07 06:33:26 PM **Posts:** 258

I only Pimp Puns
To Plump Sons
That Wanna Win Competitions
To get Quick Some with that Chick with a Thick Bum

So stay peep deep at that Ill Creep like spit that Keep out My Cheek/
Especially If you was Sweet with a Sleek line Steep as an Alpine
Rhymes Tight Right Up an Incline to keep you Upright on a Mic Spit up a Thin Slime/

Listen in If You've Heard of Me
But Get back like a Vertebrate
If I say I'm Common like Courtesy,
Wait, Just Let that Shit Reverberate.

As I Perforate a Rhyme, On Any Line You Sign Off On.
You can Pop on OxyConton, But the Vocals' Box Non Stop
Like a Dart Tranquilize you to March on the Beat

Imaginations as Sharp as LCD's/In The Minds of MC's/
If its in Portuguese or Spanish/
Language Barriers And Opponents Can Vanish/

In English I Manage a Sentence So Complex
To Spit it You Need a Dentist

If It's in The Past/ Tense/An MC Faced it/
Out of Luck I'm Stuck Payin for His Braces....

D-sire · **Posted:** 04/07/07 07:50:34 PM

Push Wigs Back
Act like the class Act Sure in fact
The Game is design to push You to Limit
The Flow To Your Peak Is endless
Who would contess The fake To see The real/
Last Past To See The World Fast As it Is The Past Caught Up Wit You world/

Let's Keep It going :afro:

flipped_out · **Posted:** 04/08/07 03:44:59 AM

the past caught up
but only cause I walked a lap
it sprint ahead, trailing future
full speed upon this track
and that collision knocked them back
that's why the present
is where all this conflict's at....

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