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The 3rd terd to speak the word, got served and eatin (errrrr)
fuck if you think that's disturbing watch what i can do to a cat in a microwave
then come back exactly 3 and half days later just to find the remains
I knew a kid in school named brian, who used to have it for lunch
really was sad, cus the bully's would put dead pidgeons in his bag
oh wait now that I think, Im pretty sure I had a part in the incidents
that was years ago, and now clearly things have changed
mentally drained, called me damaged, stick me in a psych ward
ill be the first to climb the wall and scream im not "clinically insane"
but im literally in pain, and yall aint feeling me
not holding cancers cus i answer to cannabis daily
im getting more anxious then a south american on crack again
im writing this all down on my pc, and murdering wacks again
im fucking looking at my screen, and typing the shit
fixing up typo's if mispelt, so im editing it
forgot to mention, off my head again on benzo's and weed again
2 mg klonopin has me going like speed
nicked a script and forged the thing then hit up the nearest pharmacy
proceeded through the door's, straight towards the back counter
straight to area which had a sign of "prescriptions" held over it
hand over my script for 100 x 2mg rivortrils
the lady takes a look, while i sweat in my shoes
turns around and makes her way to the medicine shelf
grabs a 100 bottle and hands it straight to me
she says "go and pay that at the front counter"
"thanks again" I replyed, and cheekily smiled, knowing ive just done a crime
time to pay for these babies, then get the fuck outta town and play
im guessing that's where this whole thing has ended up, with me rapping a stray
living easy now, with more scripts to fill
I wonder if that addiction will ever catch up to me now
 
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2nd round down in less then 24 hours
except this time im on opiates
blown, off 32 mgs of hydromorphone, dosed orally
on top of that, i smoked some average hydro weed through a bong
and now im itchy as fuck but no complaints cus man im living this up
cus im sick when im spit, and I aint speaking shit imfor real
feeling the ligering opiate sickness, twisted it's overdosed
better get me to the hospital, but thats not for me
cus im super man, came back during my comatose and made a plan
grabbed a vial of morphine sulphate, now im outta here
 
I think you should try expanding your vocabulary a little bit. Unique words make for a more appealing rap. If you're trying to get better at rapping, listen to lyrical artists, and incorporate their witty techniques. (Atmosphere, Grieves, Hieroglyphics, Cunninlynguists, Immortal Technique, etc.)
 
Im not putting effort into these, im just doing what eminem does really. ive already said this isnt my style aswell. I only use it because I know how to and can get the rhymes and flow across better then my other style.

The only reason im really doing these rhymes is to try add some entertaining storys through rymes, for people like myself who find the style attractive.
 
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ZomfgGerbil said:
I think you should try expanding your vocabulary a little bit. Unique words make for a more appealing rap. If you're trying to get better at rapping, listen to lyrical artists, and incorporate their witty techniques. (Atmosphere, Grieves, Hieroglyphics, Cunninlynguists, Immortal Technique, etc.)
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Also I think that you listen to different artist, so we dont have the same taste in rap/hiphop if. I know heaps of people who find eminems style for example incredible, insane and twisted that can spit sum wicked flow.
 
No, eminem is a gay cunt.. (his old shit used to be dope..)

Melbournes finest

Edit: Sorry I had nothing (raps by myself) to actually contribute to this thread, Im personally into the other elements of hiphop :p (I still listen to rap nearly 24/7, just dont do it myself)
 
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pisspotnrock said:
No, eminem is a gay cunt.. (his old shit used to be dope..)

Melbournes finest

Edit: Sorry I had nothing (raps by myself) to actually contribute to this thread, Im personally into the other elements of hiphop :p (I still listen to rap nearly 24/7, just dont do it myself)
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Ems new style on bad vs evil is his best so far, hes really put effort into the rhyming side of things.

BTW that song u posted, ive been hooked on for the past week. Couple of dope versus in it :)
 
Wise returns, lights will start to burn
and I dont care if fights occur
I might be there tonight and light ya hair
with dynomite, im high I strike I seek deploy
defeat destroy we meet your gone
you speak a bit im quick to hit the switch
commit to tricks when licks will spit my shit legit wont quit
you know this, plenty of times Ive shown it
for the ones who accept its a bonus
never grown dro but I smoked loads
Im growing organic's in the ground yo
 
So who wants to play?
whose down for a battle rap wheather its night or the day
I might be nice mang, or I could light a grenade
Fight till the day I die, then strike up and blaze in the park when its dark
and park the car across the road, but theres a problem
"I dont own one yo"
so im going hell slow cus im classed as mental
but im actually going fast, when you play the instrumental
fuck every motherfucker not in Australia
majority of these lighters be American's
so you can bet that all these yanks be munching frogs cows and pelicans
 
smokin...

let's hijack an ambulance and slam into a SWAT van
lemon haze blaze while we're hoppin to a pop jam
god damn, these purple OP's don't crush
I love to get my veins wet and make the blood rush
a microphone lush and my dream state plush
some things the devil cannot touch.. but not much
the scatter brain jigsaw, we all connect the dots
drink scotch in pink socks, scribble on ink blots
our eyes work funny, no words to describe it
so we bump beats to vibe it, pack glass to revive it
dive into a space foreign to man and god alike
It's alive, it's in the wire in the cable in the mic
say goodnight.. say goodbye to the universe
we flew away at steady speed and never really knew reverse
captain in the cockpit coming thru the speakers
passengers fasten yer seat belts and sneakers
it's gonna be the smoothest fuckin ride of your life
and you don't even gotta lie to your wife.. who gotta light?



I blow the iLL smoke rings yo, true story
 
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Wise420 said:
So who wants to play?
whose down for a battle rap wheather its night or the day
I might be nice mang, or I could light a grenade
Fight till the day I die, then strike up and blaze in the park when its dark
and park the car across the road, but theres a problem
"I dont own one yo"
so im going hell slow cus im classed as mental
but im actually going fast, when you play the instrumental
fuck every motherfucker not in Australia
majority of these lighters be American's
so you can bet that all these yanks be munching frogs cows and pelicans
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As far as writing music goes your not bad..

You just need like a little more .. ahh how do i say it.. not flow but like where you kinda change shit up outa nowhere like in lil waynes freestyles n other artists do, in other words you cant just spit aton of rymes or its ganna be like a run-on sentence and get repetative.
 
for starters, i only read the first post. it wasn't because you wrote "Cann I rap" with poor spelling and grammer... and i'm sure alot of people have raised this point, but i think not only can i clearly define it, i can provide references, so i'm gonna jump in without catching up.
if that offends you, or upsets or annoys you... how the fuck did you get past the first post anyway, you piece of shit...

so, friend Lost Ego... yes, you seem to be able to rap, but it's clear you aren't rapping from your heart.
don't get me wrong, this can clearly work out for people, and make you alot of money. but i cannot condone it.
and it's not even for philosophical reasons... it's simply because what you are doing is similar to the pop-industry method of recycling melodies... i won't go into my hatred for that.
instead, this is what i think suits the moment... it's a rap that basically defines how not being real can only lead to your own devastation. until you can understand how, you are not ready to truly freestyle rap. [disclaimer: what the fuck do i know, right? XD ]

I'm obnoxious, motherfucker can't you tell
Run through Little Havana yelling: 'Viva Fidel'
Jerking off with the sheets when I stay at hotels
Drinking Bacardi at AA meetings, smoking a L
I'm broke as hell my attitude is no good
Like working for white people after watching Rosewood
So I'm a mercenary, I don't care how I get richer
Like American companies that did business with Hitler
Get the picture nigga, I'm the best of both worlds
Without the hidden camera and the 12 year old girl
Lets face it, your basic, you aren't half the man that I am
I throw your gang sign up and then I'll spit on my hand
Give me a hundred grand, give me your watch, give me your chain
That's your girl, bitch get over here, give me some brain
I'll bust off on her face, and right after the segment
She'll probably rub it in her pussy, trying to get herself pregnant
I said it I meant it, that's the way I deal with enemies
Like pro lifers, that support the death penalty
And don't talk about war, when niggaz know that you puss
A fucking hypocrite draft dodger like George Bush
Don't push me nigga, ‘cause I'm close to the edge
And I'll jump of with a rope that's wrapped around your head
Send a dead fetus to my ex on valentines day
The safety's off nigga, so get the fuck out my way

Obnoxious nigga, murderous lyrics
I know that you hear it
Now that I'm getting closer and closer I know that you feel it
Your eating off rap, and I hope you choke on your gimmick
Niggaz said hip hop was dead but I'm invoking the spirit
We're taking it, back in the day to the golden age
When wack motherfuckers used to get thrown off stage
Immortal Technique, I made this the bump in your ride
Or burn it off the internet, and bump it outside
Nigga, we keeping it live, we keeping it live
We keeping it live, we keeping it live
Burn it off the fucking internet, and bump it outside

Yeah nigga!

Look motherfucker, my words damage and slaughter
A raging alcoholic like the president’s daughters
Disgusting flow like third world country tap water
But before I hit the border, someone give me a quarter
’Cause I'm a prank call, cop shops just for kicks
Payback for every time that they called me a 'spic'
And Puerto Rican chicks told me that I fuck like I'm loco
And Dominican women call me the 'Rompe Todo'
They call me 'Ansioso' I'd rather get fired than quit
I get unemployment, you work and we making the same shit
How dare you niggaz criticize the way that I spit
You coffee shop revolutionary son of a bitch
But you know what the fuck I think is just pathetic and gay
When niggaz speculate what the fuck 'Pac would say
You don't know shit about a dead man’s perspective
And talking shit will get your neck bone disconnected,
Disrespected, niggaz don't show no love
Why you trying to be hardcore, you fucking homo-thug
And don't be sensitive and angry at the shit that I wrote
’Cause if you can take a fucking dick, you can take a joke
I choke your friends in front of you, to prove that you fallen off
And you won't do shit about it, like the church during the holocaust
Kalashnikov machine gun flow that I fire
Obnoxious until they shoot me on the day I retire


Obnoxious nigga, murderous lyrics
I know that you hear it
Now that I'm getting closer and closer I know that you feel it
Your eating off rap, and I hope you choke on your gimmick
Niggaz said hip hop was dead but I'm invoking the spirit
We're taking it, back in the day to the golden age
When wack motherfuckers used to get thrown off stage
Immortal Technique, I made this the bump in your ride
Or burn it off the internet, and bump it outside
Nigga, we keeping it live, we keeping it live
We keeping it live, we keeping it live
Burn it off the fucking internet, and bump it outside

Daaamn homie, in high school I beat the shit out of you and your man homie
Your girl wanna blow me and don't even know me
She lonely and she think you a phony
I take a piss on a development deal from Sony, or Def Jam
’Cause you like all of the rest man
This ain't a verse it's shit talk at the end of the song
And you can suck a dick if you think I ended it wrong
Fuck you and I'm gone, ha ha ha
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- immortal technique - obnoxious
 
you are a gifted rapper, must be a stocking stuffer plus a pistol papper,
fake wordsy speakin dribblers do come an dance in fancy circles
always eaten what looks good getting em hugged up dazzled and fed rotten
thinking about whats forgotten
for a "float" on the love-boat of the laughs of a preprogrammed past
it is just for laughs it is just for laaahahauughs, and it will pass
just like the price of gas
and it will just like end
just like that road you are driving, but it wont
here are your bones now go fetch whats left because nothing aint right
anymore


bounce back react, dont just stand there with you mouth like that
you fucking deadreamer.
 
I hit the dro 1 minute ago, caused a fit in my brain, it hits and grows 10 inches mo
im a deadly soup, with plenty of food in the stew, got a lethal concoction of drugs in it, dont get confused
ill defuse the trying ones, with a more then frying buzz
turn them from ever thinking, there was 'stand tall' pride there once
if each line ment punch then id be like ali when he was
hit you up 10 times with the left then uppercut back with the right, you shouldve been ducking your fucked
impressed the best there ever was
and qualify fools for intensive care, me send em there
recked no way they can mend this fool hes deadly impaired, and already burried 6 ft beneath where you stand
before you try to write a line, take a pause mate
consider your fate will rape you with 12 hand grenades when none of the pins are stable
your wasting your time when you consider the standard of mine
ill be up in sniper position's not missing when im aiming for your brains and no lies
 
Uh y-yea, best not turn on me, see I make that currency,
Just ask what I did last week, once you know you'll truly seeeee,
Rep like a Joe Pesci, best not call me funny, I be blowin fat lines with Monopoly money,
Pass go and collect a boulda, dust the grit of ya shoulda,
smoke that coke rock and chase it with some doja,

See, back in the day they always had me in detention,
For shit that you think just might deserve a mention,
dancin to Cab Calloway at stamp collecting conventions
With full cognitive retention, seein the mushroom kingdom dimension,
Excuse me whores and vagabonds, please lend me your attention:

Yeaaaa reefer man ya face off, make it so ya got no lean and a bad cough
Scat on and on and on and on until the damn bass drops,
Cuz that's when your coworkers swarm you yacked out on that cheap snot

So, you want a membership in the baseball furies,
Well Holmes that shit ain't easy,
You gotta find those coney island fucks
And smoke em like a bleezy
OR a bowl of phencyclidine *(the -ine in that is pronounced same as ketamine right?)*
Watching Cosby show while poppin antihistamines,

And it's still: fuck you no pudding pops, them is for my private stock,
I eat em after I picking up my only kid from laaaacrosse
Whaaaaaaaaaaat??????uh huh straight runnin shit everywhere,
do work in my meth lab in the midway of the state fair,

I'm waging war on mammals, pimpin in my ape cape,
Open up the window and air out the sherm smoke for fuck sake,
A true Larry David, the one and only most hated,
Got sycophants to move my couch to where it's best located
and then my legs are emancipated, comfort has been created,
don't print it before you save it, watchin Baywatch eatin xannies wishin Pam was naked,
If that was the case I'd prolly spank it, but you don't wanna know this
So I'll take self lovin off of today's playlist!!!!!! Maaaan you cats all on the same shit
 
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we are the animals/
kind of tangible/
we like to be warm/
and to look at candle grow/
because they are alive/
and the wick is made of hemp/
i burn with a green flame/
and my name is mr. grent/
i am a dryad fairy/ and i live in the wood/
under a rock/ with a bucket of mud/ (pronounced to rhyme with wood)
very cool druid/
rainbow is the fluid/
but not like pollution oil/
kind like a buddhist/
all of the tree and the oyster mushrooms know/
when i say yo, then its time to grow/
but i dont really do too much i dont even ask these/
days if i can bust because my leaves are on the ground like they were in the 90s/
and feeding the plants/
while we rock out in donkey stance/
this be the magic cipher of the natural dance/
 
Disclosed said:
Just cause you alled out a battle on the last two lines. Here is my fun rebuttle.

Blasphemy.... 2 minutes and a midget?
Yo maybe that ring is too tight and them ridges
are cutting off the blood circulatin
to your little midget
I'll give you my girls digits
so she can talk to a guy who f's midgets
You aint no competition
you just the guy that petitions
for some delicious midgets digits
Oh, and my boy the easter bunny
said you best believe he put the eggs in your tummy
so change your name to sweet and honey.


Just kidding dude I liked your flow. Just couldn't let you be with your last lines callin.

word is bomb
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HAHAHA trying to step to me???!

You gotta come close to feel me,
When i see your girl girl she'll be,
Feelin me deep in her placenta,
Colder than the cold in the winter,
I smoke blunts, you smoke pinners,
You're a cold ass sinner and ima winner,
I could cook her dinner but i just wanna wow her,
I'll finish second if we gotta go for 2 hours,
Eatin her little, asian, pink flower,
It taste so sweet, so sour,
U never been down south, u such a coward,
I hope u kiss her caus i came on her face like a water spouter
 
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a little asian pink flower
smooth skin must of been covered in angel powder
every other time she gets a little louder

when i fist came around was when she did too
we both acted bored because we new what to do
which was ditch that joint and light up another

she had some black hash she stole it from her mother

she said if i smoked that something else i would discover
 
i wrote these 2 last summer - the first one was largely influenced by biggie (hence the quote from his song)

“I dont wanna go to heaven i wanna go to hell”
fuck the goodie goodies in their hoodie hoodies
'he wouldnt wanna kickit wit satan would he? would he?'
yes he would… with a woody
he’s not anal or a prude ass cunt
wont need a bic to light my blunts
its not that hot ya runt
i made it in arizona havin hella fun
but there was a hole in me like a fuckin bunt… cake
rack up ya change wit a fuckin rake
gave ya my 2 cents, but ima want a hundred dollars back, lifes rough like a steak
wuts it fuckin take, to show ya lifes a bitch and then u die and if you let that bitch fuck you your a fool and i’d rather fry
my mind is a pig stye
the bitches know that i dig eyes
so they dont blink, and yeah i dig lies
i take a cop nd make pig fries
hold this girl down with zip ties
nd let my niggas run train



i dont want a rebound is what she say to me
i tell her she can be my assist and 3pointer simultaneously
i've always been there 4 u, trace ur memory
im a monster? this is how you made me be
for her i flipped my world topsey turvey
i couldnt see shit, the air was murky
and all that good tree, that i was serving
ur salivating and ur enthusiasm is what im curbing
i cant have you jizz your pants and lose your nerving
was that outa bounds, lemme catch my wording
the rap game is a highway and i cant help but swerving
if u say i cant gas caus im white ill have u die lie washington irving

this third one im gonna write now...

Ye i lost my mind and i dont think ima ever find it
I tryed to read my raps and i was blinded
These words aren't meant for nothin but your ears
My bars will confirm your fears and bring my mother to tears
Before i start i gotta admit i've had a couple beers
Had a couple tokes, had a couple queers,
had a couple dollars but i spent them on a couple pills,
So give me a couple cheers as i get to zoning,
I snap outa a haze and hear the phone ring,
It's obama and he wants some more codiene,
Faded with the president and we're floating,
We're in his resident when we start to hear moaning,
It's michelle and she's fuckin with a dildo,
And she doesnt know she's being filmed, OH!
 
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