conrad_s13.5

u guys keep talkin about grabbin the mic, U realize this is the internet right?
so unless siri is writing ur lyrics via query,. time for ya'll to start thinking clearly.
im not rap prophet, so i wont even mock it. But you all talk so 'bright'...u aint even plugged in the socket

This thread seems dope dnt know how i never found it, prolly cuz i come for the knowledge, and not so much the off topic.

so lets keep going, I'll make sure to check in, just to hear demonspeed talk about g4's, benji's and mic's again

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demonspeed

They say that timing thats for rhyming keeps on shining a diamond/
so why in the hell am i in the position that i find myself in/
boxed in, closed out no light source/
Hip hop is dead, bullshit its life source/
is comparable to unicorn colors, the white horse/
and we can bring it back to its essence with the right force/
hold up, just when you thought that i was over n done/
im rollin up one, Jam Uno controllin the sun/
which means that I bring heat in any season/
in the middle of August i could make it snow, I could make it freezing/
verse after verse and y'all still not believing/
record sells will swell well but look at what i am achieving/
impostors in the rap game stop with the deceiving/"Im bringing change to the game" yeah well ya now leaving/HA! Please hate, please gimmie a reason/
I'll have you locked out like the NBA Season/
with no chance of coming back, go run with that/
Ever since i Left Rap and Dug deep, I ain't coming back/
and I will give you my word, i will murder tracks/
I'll never go back, not for a hundred stacks/
if i wrote a million verses put em in a stack/
you could pick randomly, and it wont be wack/
A lot of Rappers talk about they jewels, cars n that/
I guess im different, the reason being that I just spit facts/
They thinking they can break me, you ain't Kit Kats/
y'all don't spit on the mic, y'all just chit chat/
what did the five fingers say to the face? verbal bitch slap/
and i don't have nothing else to say because I ripped that/

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spooled240

you're pretty good man lol

demonspeed

Haha, thanks...tryna get heard. Im in a group with my homie out here in Wa...listen to a couple of our tracks: 36uh0! | Olympia, WA | Hip Hop / Underground/Local / Lyrical | Music, Lyrics, Songs, and Videos | ReverbNation

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taeisbeast

Notorious with the flow i get B.I.G with the dough
..& my pockets be fat like my jeans stay on swole
The meanest I was told & nobody will even stop it
Who said you was cold..
couldnt spit goodbars if your phlegm was chocolate
Smack dudes that act rude, yea everyone will hear it
I'll even bench press your corpse..just to raise your spirit
Ball hard, bring A game to courts; Beef? I settle the score
& U cud bring police w/ batons & still not strike w/ a force


blah...i tried.

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conrad_s13.5

lol....i knew you have to bring up mics one mo gen
but i must say that shit was well wrote out, skip the pen.

But this is Zilvia bro, not bout Hustle n flow.
trade in ur diamonds and stacks, for a flush stance on the low.

NBA, and ur rap verses dnt matter,
knockoff body kits with baller wheels gets u swagger

u lyrics are sick tho, there aint no denyin,
u seem to do this shit all day tho,. i aint even tryin

talkin alot bout other rappers, what facts did you give me,
all i got out of that "please hate" and "gimmie"
my shits 100proof n bad for your kidney
..so drink up..
if i was any more jdm, id prolly live in sydney
..what the fuck..?

...yeah i know that didnt make sence,
but my A.D.D. is just like camping,.. intents
might take you a couple reads to get that sen-tance
,.but take ur time, cuz im out like a boner in sweatpantz

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InfraRed407

it's ya boy infra, known as a hot spitta,
on the microphone flows sicker than the hospital,
hundred grand make my jeans sag when i walk man,
keep the glock clipped at my waist like a walkman,
talk man, n be like denzel and out of time,
better think twice before steppin to me bout how to rhyme,
cause when shit gets to poppin potna leave you 6 feet under man,
hollow tips stretch internal organs like a rubberband,
yeah you know i keep the flame low like a pilot light,
black on black 745 look like the sky at night,
choppas choppin, listen swing iron like tiger woods,
stick ya body in the duffle, zip it up and hide ya good,
life is fucked up man i'm stressin and pulsin,
clap the 9 over and over like an obsessive compulsive,
always grippin the mac, show me where them haters at,
when i see em on the map, two 9's on my back like warren sapp,
flows ignite like propane, scorch ya head and now you baldin,
fallin, cause i'm steady shootin off shots, like i'm spaldin',
man i'm all about war, now that you know that warn em,
but by then it's too late, i'm cockin back the throw back jordan,
the infrared beam known to shut up a bitch,
i leave the 9's barrel smokin like the butt of a spliff,
with ya hands pressed together is the only way you clappin me,
my finger walk the trigger like the thing from adam's family,
yeah i make crazy noise, ya boy's got crazy poise,
the mac 11'll lay you back like a lay-z-boy,
oh you aint heard by now, the way i merk the south,
these rappers ludacris, i don't rely on word of mouf,
scratch what you sayin potna better back in up in person,
when i get to sprayin potna M.E.'s packin up the herses,
the worst is yet to come, i keep shit poppin like the 4th,
trey 80 stunt ya growth, i put you in a box for a dwarf,
i bang hammers, trim bones in bandanas,
them i'm quick to dip set like jim jones n santana,
it's my punchlines' period, i'll hit you with mood swings,
i'm hungry for more but it aint from the hunger that food bring,
my game plan's asian, first off i eat cats,
with glocks as chop sticks make mob hits then creep back,
i speak that truth, keep burners strapped like a heat pad,
he mad? leave his corpse sprawled with the feet tagged,
deplete mags'll lean ya seat back, when you see macs,
you know that your boy's bringin the heat back


and yeah..i'm tired of typing now lol

chuki.s13.coupe.

Alot of good poems in this thread.

demonspeed

If you say that you aint tryin, well that means youre in a sleep/
Dream-like state, difference is that I rap in my sleep/
Thinki. That your hot, watch me smoke em like a sweet/
And doesnt matter whats played, ill wreck any beat/
On any given day, you find me with a mic/
Spittin verses so cold, i turn water into ice/
And for the right price, you can have it/
I know for a fact after i post it that somebodys gonna grab it/
Does it make me mad? Nah it really makes me glad/
Just because im spittin verses that nobody else has/
They say that imatation is a form of flattery/
Cops be listenin, they say my verses are all assault n battery/
Lyrically im runnin round you suckers burnin calories/
How else can i say it? There aint nobody out thats as down as me/
Could spit 600 bars for everybody that has doubted me/
Or everyone that stopped my sunshine rays n clouded me/
Im feelin like my freakin back is on the wall/
And if i take a wrong step, Then thats the day i lose it all/
Scarface said it best, all i have is my balls/
Cuz words are only spoken, which means that they are broken/
From the start, never will they last til they finish/
Imma star in my mind and imma shine til i diminish/
Past my 15 minute marker now the stagelight is darker/
And im still gonna shine, still on the grind/
Still killin beats til the day that i get signed/
And i only will remind, you of the name of mine/
Its Jam-1 of 3-6 uh oh and now imma stay on ya mind/

Quick free...

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conrad_s13.5

mang, u just rhymed sleep with sleep, and mentioned that damn mic again,
then copy and pasted some verses you made with your friends.

i might be in a dream like state, u seen inception?
call it lucid flow, i'll dream up even bigger weapons.
see if ur 'assaulted' rhymes can take on my smith and wesson.
that was a quick free,. come on take that lesson
some education i could teach, you'd think my name was Preston

Just when u thought you got ur feet planted on the ground and all,
id flip the world around, remember in the movie where they fought in the hall?...lol
^ that was kinda lame, but again this is raw

if you rap in ur sleep, u could still be out man, wake up!
cuz the shit ur throwing together is random and fucked up

i thought u left the rap game, and werent lookin in the rear view
but u sound just like them, or at least appear too.
talkin bout cops and bars and scarface, man you,..
need to switch up and see what you really can do.
Jam-1 out bro im sure u got it in you!

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demonspeed

I gotta passion for the passion/ but i aint talkin christ/
When i mention jesus pieces, i aint talkin bout ice/
Chicks say im spittin game when im just talkin nice/
And i aint tryna school you all, im just talking life/
people say im Talkin wrong when i know im talking right/
Try to tightrope this line gotta get my balance tight/
I spit it just for fun, not to get my balance right/
Thats why i spit it anywhere, even twice on talent nite/
About to mob on em but peace be still/
im only spittin battle verses when im ready to kill/
These other niggas talkin swag, im like nigga be real/
You as soft as an orange, and you bout to be peeled/
My fans keep on textin where is all of mills/
I know you gotta nice house, chrome on all of ya wheels/
I tell em really fam i dunno how i could say it plain/
If i had it would i be Jamone or just my rapper name/
If i really had a milli its grandstand for the fans/
Then its on to the next, on on to the next
Yea, the last nigga so real/
The only nigga that you know that could care less bout a deal/
Im not a ass when i say i could care less how you feel/
And my life is like a movie action scenes so surreal/
You could read between the lines and you still wouldnt feel/
The pain and passion to this rap shit im just tryna reveal/
They say that hip hops dead, nah its layin so still/
Camoflauged in the essence waiting to be revealed/
They call me black babe ruth, im just playin the field/
While you niggas field mice, all i hear is ya squeals/
I'm OJ on the track, ill just came off of appeal/
Got the greenlight from the fam to go in for the kill/
You lil rappers is shrimp, better yet call you krill/
While im large like a whale your career is my meal/
When you thinkin you Ill, im at a beach in Brazil/
Lookin for a nice place i could go to n Just chill/
Wait.
These niggas mustve lost they mind, im on my grind im feelin great
Oh i cant wait until the day our records break congradulate/
Had to get it in when a nigga have to and ill stack you like chips/
Everytime a nigga do it and the movement so fluid flowin rapid as shit/
I hear you talkin like he from the south how he rappin
Like this/
I just keep sayin mind ya own damn business dont bitch/
Cuz in a split second i switch back n forth like a switch/
Now im ridin the beat like your chick ride my dick/
Im so arrogant, heaven sent, straight saint nick/
But a nigga would have to beat picasso just to capture this shit/
And i got a lot more bars to spit but this is all that you get/

And yes, i DID rhyme sleep with sleep...you know, cuz NOBODY IN THE RAP GAME HAS EVER DONE THAT BEFORE -___- lol

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demonspeed all all you others suck
for not following the rules of this thread, you're all outta luck

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demonspeed

Lol the rules have been broken a loooooong time ago O_o.
But to make you happy:

If im outta luck, im stuck like a shut/
Door enkei stay mad cuz he gotta automatic on his floor board/

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spooled240

listen here pointdexter,
before you get shot up like a child molester
if you checked this thread lately,
youll know that we diss on the daily..
so try and fade me,
maybe you're mad cuz you have yellow headlights on your zenki?
i don't know..i just wanna flow.. maybe spit more than 2 lines
at 1AM cuz i'm a little psycho
my mind races as i grab the mich yo
it's gonna be a race, gonna be quick-paced
getcha nikes tied yo
it's my show, it's my flow, makin my dough,
and that's my 2 cents, you can keep your dime yo

demonspeed

DJ Drama f Outkast & Marsha Ambrosius - The Art Of Storytellin pt4 (instrumental w DL Link) - YouTube

Felt like tellin a story to this one...real story! Hope you guys enjoy!

So the name of the beat is storytellin so imma tell ya/
Bout how i fell for this redbone, skin kinda yella/
Had hazel eyes, no kids what a suprise/
Realized thats shes not used to dating other guys/
Like me, but anyway asked her could i take a seat/
My main mission was the 7, bonus points for the sheets/
Shes geeked, meanin that she feelin everything i have/
Asked me bout my jesus piece, then asked if its okay to grab/
Her name? To be honest i didnt even catch it/
I was lost in the sauce, down south was my objective/
Thinkin in the back if i have the contraceptive/
If not its no biggie my love below is highly effective/
But anyway, drinks lead dancing/
That leads to pransing/
Im all up in her ear, trying out romancing/
Couple drinks later in the backseat of a cab/
She starts to hike her skirt up to her hips, i admit i was as H.A.M/
No oink, tentpole holding up on point/
Til we met our destination anointment wont dissapoint/
So up the stairs we go even tho its going down/
Crown drowns my throat but im still hardbound/
If you have to ask chances are you probably wouldnt last/
Like i did, or was, i was slightly buzzed/
Spheres turned blue when she said roses for love/
Oh snap! Grabbed the snapback, begain to snapback/
Backtrack to the club n noticed she had a nice stack/
Of ones, how could i miss it miss lady's trippin/
Thinkin imma pay tuition while youre busy strippin/
I guess the classes you signed for you'll be skippin/
I think not, waved a cab down 'dont leave'/
Was the voice of a siren that now made my ears bleed/
She said, 'i love you baby and without you i cant breathe/
I just get oh so emotional its like a rush for me'/
I said, if you wanna rush suggest you use the card/
Thought i was on point, didnt know i dropped my guard/
she stepped to the left, overtaking my position/
Tryna talk it out until i show signs of submission/
Listen,
Im not cool with payin money for somethin free/
You can either realize that or we can disagree/
Endlessly what it felt like while she spewed out her decree/
Every word spoken to me, dodged like debris/
She didnt let up she spoke as if i couldnt forsee/
The events that take place while the cab driver waits/
N wastes his time, hearin this female thats tryna feed me lines/
Man i wish i could make this up, homie i aint lyin/
Now she cryin, crocodile tears my dear/
i made it in the cab, but still im here/
if she ever change her ways id probably hit her back/
And to believe this all stemmed from me wanting to hit that/

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fuck the free world
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Dub9.Juice

wack emcee's be rappin,8 capital D straight no shaftin'//

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