FA?! Posted May 25, 2004 Share Posted May 25, 2004 well i did, wanna see? YO! they call me sever like i do to your limbs im not wak unlike your souless 2 dimensional hymns im much deeper, dont even try to comprehend me son you pull out your knife just as i pull out my lyrical gun your rhymes cant touch me so just step to the side while i wipe out the rest of your race, i call it genocide yeh ive battled your type before, your all alike you come up to the stage, fuck up, and embarass the mic... yeh well i know its wak, but im not that good of an mc. man post yours! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
26SidedCube Posted May 25, 2004 Share Posted May 25, 2004 Originally posted by FA?! lyrical gun DIIIIIS-QUALIFIED! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrChupacabra Posted May 25, 2004 Share Posted May 25, 2004 represent 4 elements, hip hop lyfe..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest imported_El Mamerro Posted May 25, 2004 Share Posted May 25, 2004 Originally posted by FA?! ever get bored and jsut start writing raps? Nope. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FA?! Posted May 26, 2004 Author Share Posted May 26, 2004 well damn brotha im not an mc Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Poop Man Bob Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Post more. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ClueTwo Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Originally posted by Poop Man Bob Post more. Please. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
2 blaazed Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 http://www.digitalend.com/pics/banned.jpg'> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AORAone Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 2blazzed...shall we battle? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Telo Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Originally posted by El Mamerro Nope. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GucciCondom Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 don't burn on me..im not a rapper. i just write raps sometimes. my moniker is HotHead. A hothead, yall cant tell me nuttin Comin at me wrong, forced ta start buckin Sick in the head, black in the heart Double cross me, rip ya cabbage apart Savage from the start, and im relentless Anyone gonna test this, knock you fuckin senseless I’m Not the type to forgive,not the type to let live Find out were you live, Got somethin to give Monday night,Sneak through the rear, Coast is clear Creepin down the hall, Ready to deliver your downfall Find you in the room, One glance at me,Start buggin like you on shrooms Cus you see me with the broken broom, Ready to spark a fresh wound You see, life is hard so death is even harder, fuckin wit me ill make you a martyr You can’t put a stop to my evil, Ya mind is so feeble Unable to understand my existence, Uncanny persistance With the blades and steel, This aint mtv, shit is real And if I got the time, I get down with the grime Fuck bein strapped wit a nine, A rusty cleaver will do just fine Ready to lace you up like a Charlie Manson, and lettin you die fast aint the mothafuckin plan son. Fuckin wit me, Aint tha fuckin gig Cus fuckin wit me, Ill split ya fuckin wig Fuckin wit me, youll learn ya fuckin les-son Cus fuckin wit me , its worse than fuckin death son Through Spiked boards and Electric shock, a Master Lock thrown in a sock Ill teach you to keep your mouth quiet about the block, and how you move that rock You front like you hard, mentally scarred, from the rough times on the boulevard But that shits just an act jack, like white boys that act black,thinkin they big cus they can move a dub sack You aint known vicious till you caught my face, Heart pumpin like 8000 watts of bass I slay with amazing grace, so embrace, or disgrace, but if you choose the latter you’ll find your existence erased. Im sick wid it like an abortion clinic, Neva received less than 5 stars from a critic And if you aint feelin how I spit it, Don’t admit it, Cus I mother fuckin promise you’ll regret it. This is hothead, untouchable like a supernatural spirit, My presence reigns supreme, motha fuckas fear it, hitten them bongs, rip the chamber till I clear it, Just a worthless emcee, but motha fuckas hear it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
T=E=A=S=E Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 http://www.elegant-insanity.com/media/media/20030826-capsoldier.jpg'> "WHO THE FUCK TOLD THIS KID HE COULD RHYME???!?!?!?!!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
adderall Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 when i get bored i likes to rap on your mothers face i likes to crap fuck u hoe you dirty slut down forward diagonal kens upper cut rip your ear off quick and fast tip over my own boat fishing at the lake for bass Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GucciCondom Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 what do u guys think of the jawn i posted? everyone i show my raps to or freestyle infront of says they like my shit a lot. i was thinking of just keeping with it until i get good at the verbal part and maybe trying to get at an underground label. no big shit if it never works just something extra to try for. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AORAone Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 down forward diagonal kens upper cut :lol: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mr.yuck Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Im never bored. Yes i do write lots and lots of raps that actually have meaning to them instead of this crappy underground off beat lyrical trickery. thats all Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AORAone Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Originally posted by mr.yuck Im never bored. Yes i do write lots and lots of raps that actually have meaning to them instead of this crappy underground off beat lyrical trickery. thats all fucccccccccckkkkin woooooooooord. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GucciCondom Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 yuck post one of your raps. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TURBOCAPSLOK Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 NO,NEVER Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
26SidedCube Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 This to be recorded in a week or so. Roamed the promiseland to eggshells, and stand still in sand 'til leg swells, play the xzylophone when vertebrate snakes and breaks beats like 353 deseased I got stompin' feet through concrete Mom meet my phantom style I kept between 3 sheets and rising, suprising the whole scene really needs surmizing or summarizing, In the summer he plummet lower than his eyes sink, when the toes are getting number and he dumb enough to try and think My mink tongue rattle like ricky ticky tabby, knocked by the v.s., when the pinky slipped he grabbed me gnabbed me, badly, like locked up in the cell and thinking about your family A tragedy, Get you so confused you'll leave thinking that you had me Glady, he convey this simple stream of thought, and irrigate it quick to fill this gene pool that he bought (bridge) At this point in the time the beat get a little tame Deconstruct the rhyme just to take it to the brain, Fat cheeks huff 'n puff who's style gets rearranged Like kallidescope vision you get from lickin windowpane go on a week long benders for inspiration to stay amazed then center of the pupils pan 4 ways like saws when played And ya'll stil amazed he really went and made the grade, but he's all Bill Hicks in a land of David Spades (bridge back) Anyway he did it, knew every single word bout a minute 'fore he printed and shitted, a whole new brand of cold heat head up in the bandage, he demanded they fold pleats like if they wanna run the bases they should bring their own cleats practice what they preech, if gats is what you live for keep that shit in the streets (bridge fakeout) It's simple like 'stick, ball', toggle pong 'pit, fall' slide down the goggles and vanish in thick fog, Brandish my big balls, Dammit I'm this calm Caught a blister from the sun when hid it in thick palms (bridge) and if you really want they stomach to drop like roller coasters shop 'em down to china to get popped with kitty toasters I've really had enough of dealing with geek wits, So every single hipster gets hit with pink Bics Ask my man Andy/ he works the beat, and damn it sounds dandy Now the only question is if you understand me And if you don't, oh well, it is what it is /... Just coming from the rib Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EyeforAnEYE Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 I'm just hell bent for leather Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
8onus Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 best rapper alive http://castle.geek.net/todcra/about/al.jpg'> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mindvapors Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 ever get bored and jsut start writing raps? actually no, i write techno songs. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GucciCondom Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 how do you write techno songs? isn't that just a bunch of fucking alien-sounds? i didn't think words were involved. correct me if im wrong im not a techno head. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vanity Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Originally posted by FA?! i pull out my lyrical gun "these kids w/ their corny metaphors bout how they're lyrically this and lyrically that you're not lyrically fat you're lyrically wack" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GucciCondom Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Re: This to be recorded in a week or so. Originally posted by 26SidedCube Roamed the promiseland to eggshells, and stand still in sand 'til leg swells, play the xzylophone when vertebrate snakes and breaks beats like 353 deseased I got stompin' feet through concrete Mom meet my phantom style I kept between 3 sheets and rising, suprising the whole scene really needs surmizing or summarizing, In the summer he plummet lower than his eyes sink, when the toes are getting number and he dumb enough to try and think My mink tongue rattle like ricky ticky tabby, knocked by the v.s., when the pinky slipped he grabbed me gnabbed me, badly, like locked up in the cell and thinking about your family A tragedy, Get you so confused you'll leave thinking that you had me Glady, he convey this simple stream of thought, and irrigate it quick to fill this gene pool that he bought (bridge) At this point in the time the beat get a little tame Deconstruct the rhyme just to take it to the brain, Fat cheeks huff 'n puff who's style gets rearranged Like kallidescope vision you get from lickin windowpane go on a week long benders for inspiration to stay amazed then center of the pupils pan 4 ways like saws when played And ya'll stil amazed he really went and made the grade, but he's all Bill Hicks in a land of David Spades (bridge back) Anyway he did it, knew every single word bout a minute 'fore he printed and shitted, a whole new brand of cold heat head up in the bandage, he demanded they fold pleats like if they wanna run the bases they should bring their own cleats practice what they preech, if gats is what you live for keep that shit in the streets (bridge fakeout) It's simple like 'stick, ball', toggle pong 'pit, fall' slide down the goggles and vanish in thick fog, Brandish my big balls, Dammit I'm this calm Caught a blister from the sun when hid it in thick palms (bridge) and if you really want they stomach to drop like roller coasters shop 'em down to china to get popped with kitty toasters I've really had enough of dealing with geek wits, So every single hipster gets hit with pink Bics Ask my man Andy/ he works the beat, and damn it sounds dandy Now the only question is if you understand me And if you don't, oh well, it is what it is /... Just coming from the rib this shits aight i like it towards the end better..i wouldnt have known what it was about if it were'nt for the vs line. some of its confusing like "Roamed the promiseland to eggshells, and stand still in sand 'til leg swells, play the xzylophone when vertebrate snakes and breaks beats" Like whats the promiseland to eggshells mean? and standing still in sand? and playing xzylophone WHEN vertebrate snakes and breaks beats? i dont understand the last part right there alot. when vertebrate snakes what? it doesn't look like a complete thought. correct me on this shit I never can understand what people are saying when they write all "out-there" and ish. Don't take this as a diss either I'm just confused. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ment2 Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Re: Re: ever get bored and jsut start writing raps? Originally posted by 26SidedCube DIIIIIS-QUALIFIED! hahaha zing :lol: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
26SidedCube Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Re: Re: This to be recorded in a week or so. Originally posted by GucciCondom this shits aight i like it towards the end better..i wouldnt have known what it was about if it were'nt for the vs line. some of its confusing like "Roamed the promiseland to eggshells, and stand still in sand 'til leg swells, play the xzylophone when vertebrate snakes and breaks beats" Like whats the promiseland to eggshells mean? and standing still in sand? and playing xzylophone WHEN vertebrate snakes and breaks beats? i dont understand the last part right there alot. when vertebrate snakes what? it doesn't look like a complete thought. correct me on this shit I never can understand what people are saying when they write all "out-there" and ish. Don't take this as a diss either I'm just confused. Meaning basically I've looked around this damn place that's supposed to have so much to offer until there's nothing left (reference: busta rhymes ELE intro; hollowed earth) and even when I found there was nothing left I still sat around until the environment started to hurt me... this particular place is more like a desert since there's nothing here for me. Deserts have snakes that sway like the backbone when I hear a beat I feel..which leaves me to realize I only live to write these stupid little songs that no one but my friends understand. I hate 'explaining' this shit. Read the last line kiddo, it is what it is. If you don't get it on first listen (read I guess), good. I make my shit for my friends and for replay value. They get it, if you don't oh well. I try harder than anything to be not 'out there' but what the fuck ever, I'm just doing what comes natural. Whoa, like.. deep, dude... abstract, whooa. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GucciCondom Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Yeah I understand now,it's cool. I was just trying to help because I didn't know for what reason you were recording it, and if you were trying to sell it I was just trying to help with how you worded things. I won't comment anymore, if your content with it, than that is all that matters. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest krie Posted May 26, 2004 Share Posted May 26, 2004 Cant say I do.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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