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  • Just straight up battle no bitchin'

    I'm a new member wanna see what people bring to the table , wouldn't mind getting owned as a bit of a lesson
    Last edited by Mangeybars; August 3, 2017, 04:37 AM. Reason: Needed too thanks

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    Just messin about with some lyrics

    A hopeless chain smoker,hearts broken life's more rotten the contaminated oceans ,
    Life's gotten to the point where it's hopeless ,
    A joker hidin behind a fake smile so the pain goes in noticed,
    I got plenty of jokes but it's fuckin hopeless
    I break lyrics until bars are broken,by myself at the lab makin potions,
    if you've never heard me rhyme then stop n notice.
    That My minds from another dimension, to try n break it down into sections,
    To comprehend it's complexion, you'd have to understand true perfection,
    But I don't think your capable of astral projection,
    I hold the keys to divine intervention ,minds twisted into every different direction,
    I'll rip my rhymes intestines into 50 different sections,
    Try n battle me n I'll leave you looking like a soldier rottin in Gallipoli trenches
    Missin your midsection cause of death severe infection
    I'm bringing back true raps in heavenly resurrection
    take one look n you'll notice to direct connection,
    heavenly bars injecting straight to your blood stream via intravenous injections

    mistreated n abused youth with nothing Ieft to lose ,
    infused with bad decisions drugs alcohol an booze ,
    Knocks the last few screws loose drunk an confused
    Hanging from a noose laughing and amused,
    interrupted By the clock striking 12 past noon ,
    the feeling of impending doom, clutching my guts like baby's kickin in the womb

    My daily routine consists of a cup a tea with four cigarettes ,
    A gargle of listerine to clean the tea and nicotine off my teeth,
    Jump in the work van thinking fuck please Not another day at this company ,
    It Isn't worth the numbers printed on paper currency,
    But I refuse to be homeless or go to sleep hungry,
    So I keep on hustling n bustling,tryna make somen outa nothing.
    I feel kinda like Humpty Dumpty, except drug fucked and disgusting,
    Nuts are blue and munted balls about to start busting
    on the edge of the wall just after a easy humping
    I ain't even fussy black white fat or thrumpy
    A dumpy drunk singlemum stumbling round al so clumsy,
    teasin humpty She's lookin for a punishment
    A face full of encouragement that yolky nourishment
    secret little summin that have em huffin and puffin ,
    "Humpty your so disgusting,fowl rottin egg Smelling of onions, your burnin my eyes ur that pungent"























    so don't waste your time you'll just get your mind twisted into opposing directions
    gunnie pig to some man in the sky we call him god all powerful and Devine .who put him on this earth to suffer the predestined path chosen
    Step onto this mic spit rotten breath over lyrics till corrosions eroding

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    • #3
      Re: Just straight up battle no bitchin'

      OP sounds depressed af

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      • #4
        Re: Just straight up battle no bitchin'

        Finally a bit of lyrics in here... [MENTION=37790]Mangeybars[/MENTION]
        although I'll give to Robin Williams ...

        Here's some other shit ...
        a million raps:



        The cure has been found
        it lies with the sound from this wise
        counterfit might
        ready to set you free from the government ties
        and the inhumane game that comes with the lies
        most aspects of western civilisation
        holds no asset it's just the fastest way to the casket
        while stearing the brains away from the facts with
        waiting room-entertainment for the masses
        the lads and ladetts experiencing these waves with the sadness
        better realize that the lies will last in
        the pace in wich this frightfull madness expands and
        the eyes are dancing in the darkness
        imagine if the marxists, the democrats, the anarchists
        came together to raise the race forever from monstrous
        and noxious forces enforcing the laws of numbness...
        numbness
        numbness
        numbness.. yo
        Somewhere along the path we lost it
        Babylon is streching it's arms across the waters
        sons and daughters get slayed, brutally murdered in vain
        it even hurts to explain, the third world is in pain
        the maze is fading to grey
        drops of blood covers my vision hurling in rain
        the grass strays waves to me in a desperate act of
        helpless regret of havoc, women and men must stand up
        because where ever your eyes reside
        you can watch the cold hand of Satan
        overtake the divine minds of many subjectives
        souls get infested, raped and molested
        only the blessed get to master themselves with the patience
        so they can ask why, all the while lost souls and hollow ghosts
        follow those trying to pave the roads for the rise of the forth reich
        it's time we rebuild the ziggurat reaching the sky
        ...

        [ame="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWPLVl7bMSU"]YouTube - Immortal Technique - The Prophecy - Instrumental.[/ame]

        *

        Rhyming's my element, I'm getting MC's on they knees with a melody
        obscene like the pact between Abraham and Elohim
        even Alfred Hitchcock get shocked when I drop
        rhymes in cyphers with the speed of amphetamine
        a pale white guy I'm the rap game's Micheal Myers
        lyrically you've lost your tra-lala just like Austin Powers hah
        every song's an evergreen cause of my daily intake of weed
        I'm toking on the bone untill my brain is aching gee
        listening to me's like having a tree inserted anally
        I'm giving it raw, you're touching it up like maybeleen
        I'm your sworn enemy with homicidal tendencies
        step to me and catch a bullet like a Kennedy
        yo who's the next MC to get a verbal vasectomi?
        for now I'm outta here like the objects in the sky rednecks see

        *

        It's the MD, tail of the scorpion
        got you singing the tale of misfortune
        getting you pale from exhaustion
        projecting words as a paradigm like Osama
        got you in fear, torn in the house of ghosts to Toccata
        you stand in oath to your master, young padawan you can't fathom one
        of these syllables in their atom-form
        I'm chilling in the sanctum of my skull as I'm battling in the metalstorm
        the elegant elephant, got a reserved spot in the testament
        words wrapped up in cellophane, hovering above the mellotron
        it's raw love plus it's one and of course it never stops

        *

        From ashes I stand with the lust to bust
        the toughest fucks, often times are lost and stuck
        in they mindstate, here I come amok
        the son of Bach, annihilating
        the I's, taking the sky BUT
        I ain't on the same mission
        of getting these pathetic MC's submitting
        I reach epic aesthetics like The Odyssey
        no modesty, enslavement of the weak minds, monarchy
        Ludvig the 16. will feel the guillotine
        touch of my tounge, heads will roll in a cloud of honesty
        brigade melodies reigns in the waves coming from my breath
        finding the ways to penetrate through your chest
        make you see through the mist and make you be who you is, yo
        they say Arbeit Macht Frei
        that's why I'm working so hard, messiah style with desire
        to let the caged lion out again
        I close my glazed eyes a sec... then grab the mic tight again

        I'm the vitamin, the lyrical mineral
        syllable for syllable making hip hop find itself
        enjoy the carneval ride bringing life like nitrogen
        I made a break, escaped my sentence of life in jail
        now I'm out to sing fine like a nightingale
        sitting on my branch making all of us dance
        more like a trancendence, getting the engine to advance

        *

        The only way, that I would ever miss my aim
        is if I was a reincarnation of William Tell
        an arrow drilling through your flesh
        flying off to the next
        yo it's a a spell, I'm putting on you
        like the sound of Biggie kicking in the door, Boom!
        I prolly lost you
        a pneumatic static's inbetween the words I speak over an instrumental fortune
        I'm just a hip hop addict trying to make you see like LASIK
        the beat's fantastic and I'm Poppin like Mary
        I sought to make you adapt with a little practice
        that's why I saw your weak cheek and with a glove I slapped it
        strengthening up the fabric, attempt to stop the panic
        I never lost the magic and I can't ever
        cuz there's more than static picked up on my antenna
        I'm the mad tenor of Houston Person
        rare as feburary the 29th in the ca-lender, I got an urge to
        leave sucker emcees in urnes yo
        without ever being burned loc
        haaa get left dead stepped on and red like merlot

        *

        Lame rappers 'riding round in stylish cars' like Isadora Duncan
        while I'm on a mission carried out by my ambition like Harriet Tubman
        don't give a fuck if you front like a battle I got that heavy ordnance
        needle exceeding the limits on the barometer, like tha thermometer
        I order an asswhoop and McStab you like Donovan
        I spit this and that tight shit, ripping a rapper in half like Atilla the hun if he bites shit
        the main response of folks is WOW cause they know my flow's the nicest
        I glow like Christ did, you'll prolly try to take a bite, but I own the rights kid
        I'm on fire like the Reichstag, I carry information like a synapse
        eternal like reincarnation, your silly rhymes about cash I'll always outlast
        lyrically you're facing that midi-evil civilization kinda mindstate and
        I mindrape an MC, neurons in mass annihilate them
        sleeplessness is pulsating through my arteries as I fight the state yep
        to get the message flotating I switch like Carlin, AM to FM
        "the defendant is asked, to proceed to be asked questions at the witness stand"
        'I face the wall yo I know my case is small, of course your honor, I killed the man
        he was filled with scam and he killed his fans like Ron Hubbard
        that's when I stepped in n' made the decision to utter, facing a hazard like a chessman ...'
        'word to mother shit was brave man, not guilty I say the rhymes sprayed was fresh and
        to remaining shit-MC's this should be a lesson, case closed.

        edit* : more raps

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