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

I enjoy all this talk on the jungle gym
But it's time to step up and do you jokers in
Just sittin' here watchin' your lines break
Your words repeated like a stammering shake
All this unreported anger, all this repressed dread
Tryin' to play the hate card-you in over your head
Pop-culture, drug use, I'd expect more
From this lyrical collection of unpaid whores
Guess what, word sluts? I'm fucking till it bleeds
And just enough to lubricate, cause I ain't into greed.
 
I welcome this double-headed moderator confutation
shitty rhymes preceding severely lacked imagination.
Mehm's poisoning rats like his name was d-CON,
poof, vamoose! you simple-minded bitches be gone.
New's rhyme headline be explodin' like fission-
skull-fuck your weak diction into premature submission.
Myself... I'm just the harbinger of a new era:
comin' at you nastier than a triple headed chimera,
Spitfire when I rhyme like the Royal Air Force,
killin' your rhymes with absolutely no remorse.
 
Acting life philosophies
Ancient life histories
deleting bad memories
catching the meaning which carries
sadness and madness which says bye
happiness and fun which says hi
calculating universe which never die
communicating souls which are purify
 
I bleed lines so listen in
don't get stuck in your attrition when the fiction settles in
the kettle's big
so peddle gin like Nevada
this here's the master and you're all just amateur ;)
so we slam the gates with rage and cut and paste the mantra
the common cost is paid so raise the wage with ganja
is that beyond ya? need a ponder?
yo you can't stop the crop big brother
when we stack 10 Gs on a 3 foot mother..that's undercover
in the summer the thunder brings rains and pure haze
that stretch four meters for the sun's sweet rays
and beyond the blaze is its amazing properties
food, fuel, fabric. to keep it down is a monstrosity
but the cops be like aphids, and your moms be all ape shit
Barrak goes blah blah cause that green got him wasted
its a baseless, makeshift policy of destruction
its function is nothing good
and its purpose is flawed
so let me here the choir hollar back at this cause
 
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Calling me a lyrical whore?
Hah, I'm not the one trying to rap with metaphors
Try something new please,
Cuz this masquerade you have made seems to be frayed and overplayed
Excuse me while I put some true art on display

It's time to bring the glue factory to this anemic stable
Weak legs proves to be fatal
At least Elmer's will help you stick your shit together
With enough scraps left over for a nice serving of horse gumbo at the dinner table

Proud of your shit?
You're like spitting lines at a second grade level
With an IQ equal to a pile of sticks
Your train of thought just hit a wall of bricks
Looking for a quick lyrical fix?
I recommend the retard version of hooked on phonics

I bid thee adieu,
But before I go,
Let me remind you
I'm rubber and you're glue
BOUNCES OFF
BOUNCES OFF
 
Rap: -verb: to talk rhythmically to the beat of rap music...

hatin' on metaphors but I see 'em in your lines
your shits sloppier than a 36 ounce bottle of Heinz,
not to mention: you're trying to rhyme 'together' with 'table'
couldn't revive your style with a pair of heavy-duty jumper cables,
it's retarded: the way you try to come off hard
lyrically kick your ass like I'm Yeoman of the Guard
wearin' a fuckin' dress and I'm still givin' you fits
hit you in the mouth like a Polamalu blitz,
that's right: football and England in neighboring lines:
rhyme's sharper than Ronaldo when he's dressed to the nines.
give you a French lesson avant que je parte:
I just poisoned your ass like Napoleon Bonaparte.
 
the rhythms i'm hearing change lyrically scheming
opening doors and make noise mentally intriguing,
verbally knocking them down to follow,
but turn raising another bottle to hollow.
it's shallow, when you step back
so hard to see what you need, but you know you lack.
attacks too complex for any small man to take a stand
so why bother set sail if you might never hit land.
i...get off his high horse and look in from the shadows
at swerving attempts to shake the next gallow.
i wouldn't give you advice even if i had any to spare
that's the way it's played when you step in, you dare.
 
just don't get lost, you'll make it then
when the end sends its blending stem
riding the roots of chaos and control
nodding away a clash of fools to stone.
remembering again in a rushing bend
that holds the edge's seam to every tolling member
blindly gleaming, gathering their holding manner.
a massive siege on how we need in greed to feed
to lead and leave not a weave of drifting heap.

looking up it seems to be just a dot in a grid's block
of what you will see in an endless eternity lock
on the gate's chains facing death or bliss.
what's between you and knowledge or ignorance?

schaizkoid :\ ;)
 
schizophrenic escapee from the mental dungeons
spitting heavy lyrics that'll surely leave you bludgeoned
hammer-time as he glides through with supreme grace
his poetics elicit ascension to interplanetary space
writing infinite fine lines to pass the time in his mind
he finds life is much maligned against all of mankind
soon this escape becomes another system of detention
our hero reverts to hallucinations to explore new dimensions
abdication of the corporeal earth results in zenith realization
the truth's revealed by anomalous communications
gospel spoken results in his curse being tattered:
as if anything but this story ever mattered...


written to this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iVVKOAuZik4&feature=related
 
it's true i like to burn with the sun and flip it to venus
dreaming with the stars of a heaving mass saying "meet us"
but only to find my feet never leaving the floor.
i'm also finding that the less i have means more.
far from the dungeons, i play In My Room
time slowly sheds lines of hope and gloom
shaving repugnance to a city destined for doom
wait...this isnt some sad tune, what your eyes see you hear
is true, shit's not brown, it's blue
you may just see a clown hung upside down
but it seems to me to be an enigma that's renowned
to try and fuse words together with sound
spreading positivity around.
i look like a pacifist ,im just an ex-nihilist
laughing at shit i see with a mind like a novelist.
 
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twenty two years on this god forsaken earth
given me knowledge to define the dearth-
life today only better than tomorrow
escalating fears and maximized sorrow-
economic meltdown fueled by fallacious stimulation
government's increasing stranglehold of a nation
regulation--taxation--crucification; in summation:
American Dream vanished like vaporization.





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKffC6j1HBQ&feature=PlayList&p=87495D6CB02C9560&index=2
 
not enough lines to contain the contempt I feel for this country right now
 
fuck you greedy fucking trough suckers

brother's right, this blight dims the light on too much of this country
where no longer does the answer seem to question better, reality
setting vexes upon hexes blessed from Sam divided unto this land
when you close your eyes and join to what lags behind
opening up the possibilties that your third eye sees.
so it seems to me that as a divinely made species
we should spread the knowledge of greedy feeding.
this slime runs slow onto what it can hold
running through time with what's bought and sold
growing grime on our hands as we grow old
so let's change what's told and let the new deal
lead to what's real rather than controlling what we feel.
 
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sit back.....sippin' on Camellia Sinensis
raises senses to extraordinary dimensions
escape the news and strife of this miserable existence
excise erroneous memories with unwavering persistence ...
 
I chew rolls and litter bitter spit
Quite intelligent but act all degenerate
I sit just above where the middle sits
I often Lightly Speak Damaged English
I don't speak Spanish but I damn sure mean this
I love you all, and yes I'm broke I don't ball
Call my name from the highest mountain
For my love is a fountain, spoutin' around the grout and
This world may not last forever
But I find the concept of infinity to be oh so clever


see what you do is wholly up to you
true, but you can't do and speak through clean vessels
look unto the synaptic vesicle
messages sent structure like trestles,
hectic, medical erect through skewed effects,
blue skies arise whilst you arrive at a higher state of learning
leaving your educational yearning burning
yearly my tears clearly turning toward the enemy,
energy is booming like the theory of relativity,
centrally center me
see the psychoactive principles mentoring
look at the western spiritual censoring
Festering westerly winds get the best of me
I reach inside myself to find the better things
Better weather can be found inside one's mind
Leaving lack of lowly reason to find
What it is that attempts to penetrate the rind
 
listen here to these truths, venting voices through verses
leave you with vivid visions of systematic curses.
universal insights enlightened by indelible imbibings
set your ego in reverse to be one with your surroundings,
because from the earth's essence came human beings.
cease the fleas that cling to intersecting fibers of your fabric,
wasteful uses by mistruthed youths make bad habits static,
here's a seed to plant in large farms and your attic
cannabis sativa save the nation from the soulless addict.
the needs have changed to those more drastic
it's time to make your mind elastic.
 
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My
Damaged
Mind
Aware

Like
Some
Delusional

Tenent
Having
Cast

Killers
Elsewhere
To
A
Meeting
In
Never-neverland
Eternally

Going
Haywire
Before

Dawn;
Overt
Messages

Pile
Systematically
In
Light
Of
Cold
Youths
Being
Inattentive;
Near-Sighted;

Dying
Messianic
Truths


I spot the rotten cross hidin'
Now it's time to philosophize; enlighten
Intrinsic senses, brought through psychedelic binges
Whilst 95% sits their ass on the benches
Truly tell-tale troopers get down to the trenches
Speak softly now, for loud lofty words deter
Don't embellish truth, speak just what you heard
Allow your acid-addled concepts room to breath
The words you speak, a sober man cannot conceive

I relax as the DMT floods my cerebral sector
Visions collapse my spectral vector architecture;
Smile inside whilst we bide our time
They will be humbled by their own narcissistic God-power
Vied for and strived for
Self-enigmatic, exploratory surgical tactics
Release spastic and erratic death for all to see
Because nuclear holocaust was always brighter than TV
 
PerfectlyAwful said:
"not to mention: you're trying to rhyme 'together' with 'table' "
OR STABLE?!!?!!
Click to expand...


It's time to bring the glue factory to this anemic stable
Weak legs proves to be fatal
At least Elmer's will help you stick your shit together
With enough scraps left over for a nice serving of horse gumbo at the dinner table


what kind of rhyme scheme is that? A B C A??
 
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