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the rhyme time battle or not thread (you want to step man?)

Mehm

Mehm

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just a free flow so go with it
grab a blunt and beer to watch the failing system
but shit son, didn't you see this one coming
no just numbing our eyes to the victims we're hunting
hard times? part of me cries for the demise of our highs
huffing gas to plaster another subdivision
plenty of jobs if you can tile a kitchen
continue the fiction of a deserted earth
staken claim for whoever sees it first
true worth returns
so hold your hats down
and put to pasture the rest of these toxic waste "cash cows"
 
I like the idea you just threw out,
Cuz flowing and rhyming's what I'm all about.
The shit I spit is wicked,
Like a gram of good blow,
Usez bound to be addicted.
While some try to maintain,
To me life is just a game,
But dropin dem pills is the way I stay sane.
Does it really work?
why don't ya ask da holes in my brain?
 
Them holes in ya brian, aint from the XTC, mayne
It's them cocks drilling you from behind they making you insane
I stand for fame, you lame, doing grams of cocaine, lilc is here you fuckas to take control of the game
Take a puff, pass, watch the blunt to turn ash
Then you can sit back, while I laugh and count up all the cash
The time is now, near, why wait? dont fear, obama will be head huntin all these republican fucks that be straight money suckin
You can start with the crumbs on the floor to feed your family of four
These eight years will be behind us, so lets say NO MORE
I'm sure we're all wishing we never let him in the door

- lilc
 
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I'm not black, but when I spit,
Y'all niggers don't like to admit,
It's a cracker on the mic
and he's flowing tight...

haha

...an RC kid with ill skills,
dropping rhymes as he gets 2c-x thrills,
Lil C is a girls name, you best believe,
Look's like a ghetto wannabe be if my eyes don't deceive,
Props for finding mad love with a bigger C,
Badass glock packin' gangstuhs is all they wanted to be,

Peace.
 
well, in the name of all things which can't be named
or explained i hold the torch and i walk in the rains
as they spit from the mouths of political cows of the herd
i hear the arrogance in every word
but its not you're fault you've been taught to believe
and it's all you can do when you don't know how to percieve
you got blocked and you're callin' it 'knowledge'
and then you pay to be taught that shit in the college
but it's all in the head
you better listen to your heart unless you want to be led
to the edge of the cliff and be ordered to leap
yo, keep your perceptions deep in this era of sleep.
 
so coke, race, and debt is all we suggest as topics?
i'll digress to vomit
ya'll need to quit and jump on the Hale Bop comet
i'm on it, pourin kool-aid for you fool maids
gettin tooth aches from decayed cell division
slice gaping incisions through this smog filled vision of city streets
behead some elites for poisoning the peeps
be it arsenic standards or lies on NBC
free thought and progress, its not a blessing or a gift
just a fact of the matter were all born with
so get a grip
roll of spliff
and write the next rhyme on this rhyme time tip
 
Nuts smelling like turkey
Hoes still want to jerk me
Right out my socks
But I love the cocks (JEAH!)

Rolling on e pills, trolling on BL
Bear cumshot pics all up in my email

But I can't complain, I have to make it rain
Whether the brown or the white sauce, it's all the same

Closet homosexuals got targets on their anuses
Better watch out because you know how my aim is

Right in the hole, you should hear it go swish
Got my man soundin like he squeezed his hand in his arm pit

Even ClubbinGuido knows the flow has bounce
 
I see all these wanna b enmenins,
Tryn to fit in,
But just like M,
Yall raps is pretend.
Now yall wanna know why they call me loco,

Cuz imma crazy mother fucker known as a Juggalo.
Yes I raps and no I'm not black.
Talking shit behind my back and I'll beat that ass.
I'll split a fuckers head,
And leave a bitch dead.
Face down in a ditch you punk little bitch. Think I'm playin just tryn test me,
Cuz killings the only thing which sets me free.
And if they ever catch me I'll plea insainty. Cuz I'm locked outta my mind and I've thrown away the key. There's nothing like the sound of killin with a bat,
I love to hear the sound when a skull goes crack.
Cuz itz just like that!
Biatch!!!
 
captain balls has got us all in hysterics
a closeted queer with your name is "merit"
loving carrots, don't tell the parents
the way you spin it is a shade of hilarious!

and 760, with your violent ways
you remind me of grass cause you're about to get blazed
i can see through the glaze of destruction, assumption
your gumption is a product of nothin, just fluff and
bit of guff
i'll shove that bat up your ass to call your bluff
not fun stuff
in fact, it's fucked up
so lets quit right now while were ahead
instead of threats
lets take some bets
if you can come back with more than a bloody mess
 
760rollz' tryin act like the new 50 Cent
spittin' shitty rhymes that I'll now circumvent
talking 'bout killing, pillage, and rapin?
the exact acts we've been trying to escapin'
eight years of bombs, lies, death, and deceit?
try two hundred thirty two, now lemme' repeat:
my rhymes hot as the kinetic theory of heat
lyrically starvin' you like I got a surplus of cracked wheat
leavin' you hungry, while I'm fully replete
grabbing for your dictionary is a good sign of defeat.



edit: shit, too slow :D
 
Mehm said:
uhh ohh, looks like someone can rhyme :)
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is that a derogatory comment
pointed towards my amateur technique
or a legitimate compliment and critique?
:p
 
a man who asks will never know because praise alone will never quiet the beast of doubt from with in.

thats free advice my friend. Everything is how we take it never how it was meant to be given.
 
Originally Posted by Mehm
captain balls has got us all in hysterics
a closeted queer with your name is "merit"
loving carrots, don't tell the parents
the way you spin it is a shade of hilarious!

and 760, with your violent ways
you remind me of grass cause you're about to get blazed
i can see through the glaze of destruction, assumption
your gumption is a product of nothin, just fluff and
bit of guff
i'll shove that bat up your ass to call your bluff
not fun stuff
in fact, it's fucked up
so lets quit right now while were ahead
instead of threats
lets take some bets
if you can come back with more than a bloody mess
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Bloody mess remind me of my bedroom sheet
Plus on the ceiling fan there is big bear skeet

He was looking up, I was on the bottom
Two fingers plus my cock, uh uh I got him (JEAH)
 
If you really want to battle you have to come like me - much harder
Toothbrush up my ass make sauce like tartar

But there ain't no shrimp, just a lot of crabs
You can eat 'em all, then turn me over and stab

Make my butt hole look like a lion bit it
Then be all like, "I wonder why he shitted?"
 
Yo what up theres a girlie in the mix
Looks like I can keep it going numbers one thru six
one im a stripper on a holiday
sittin at home and writin words to pay my way
two i got all drugged out and made some mistakes,
fucked up a lot and now i sit with pains and aches
three i flushed them pills all down the drain
this shit isn't gonna leave my life with a stain
four im lonely cuz i aint got no man
but its all right cuz all they do is fuck up my plan
five im just a girl steppin out across the earth
it wont be long til Im goldin and yall see what Im worth
six is the number that I said I'd do this til
now I'll just sit back and say, DAMN my rhymes is ill!

lol <3
 
the pills 'll do it, life is ruthless
like smokin tweak, on the drink and toothless
a smooth mess of regrets and drama
with sunshine, happy times, doggies and mamas
a paradox like obama
so stop and pause with a comma,
seek to breath a breath into this trauma
we gotta
stop seething and start thinking about it
the meaning is bringing me close to astoundment
proud? shit, I aint done nothin
just want bring love, my sisters and cousins
go figure, its rubbing off on the populace
blowing a breeze on this mosh pit of opulence
common sense
is free and abundant
now i'll pass the mic, you be the pundit
 
captainballs said:
If you really want to battle you have to come like me - much harder
Toothbrush up my ass make sauce like tartar

But there ain't no shrimp, just a lot of crabs
You can eat 'em all, then turn me over and stab

Make my butt hole look like a lion bit it
Then be all like, "I wonder why he shitted?"
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captainballs be flamin' hotter than lava-
rhyme's is fruitier than purple strawberry guava.
spittin' about shit like bear-cum and tartar sauce
lines so harsh they cause conductive hearing loss-
more like cortical blindness when you readin' his diction
long term exposure causin' serious affliction
fuckin' you up like that Chernobyl disaster
only difference is- he fucks you like a pastor.
 
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