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

stumpin punks and choppin chumps
about to take this funk out to lunch
so what's up?
fuck the system, I'm drunk and pissin
stuck on this mission, sunk and missing
suck the cistern down till its empty
ya i used to burn the trees like a chimney
on a frenzy
pray for plenty
an mc at heart
guess these lines to you are a start
 
Mehm, you guessed right
these lines to me are a start
lord knows I know 'em by heart
but now it's time I start to impart
a new wisdom into this here hip-hop art
my dualism split you like mister Descartes
half mind half body I map new navigational charts
my manifest destiny operates free and clear of fits and starts.

only one direction for my greatness to soar to-
that's high in the sky baby- like Kathmandu.
 
yo changed, I appreciate the testimony
but this has got you in a cave like Plato's Allegory
man I spit the gory glory, stories pouring from me
blazed out back road cash crop running
snap shot thumbing, so capture the moment
if you only live once well ya know you better own it
so bust a flow kid....of the cosmos
and if we don't see the light, by god I think we got close
 
speakin' of cosmos, you can call me Carl Sagan
I'm outta this world, a cantankerous Buddhist pagan
roamin' the realms of Samsara leaves me highly vexed
my verbose vocabulary likely leavin' you slightly perplexed
so let me simplify terms, lessen the burns
you're victim of the laws of diminishing returns
me, my Bell Curve is infinitely rising
you, you're lyrical output is quickly capsizing.
 
think I don't grasp the vocab? please C, you're just trippin
cause I got ya tasting flames like an inquisition wiccan
so go do a vinyasa and get off the clouds
Mehm keeps it dirtier than dog fights underground
and now this mofo wants to rap about math?
only thing I use it for is counting my cash
stick move and flash, ki from crown chakras
channel the voice of pac and the big papa
 
Haha! Mehm, only speaking in generalities
everyone know your slick rhymes cause fatalities
hip-hop banalities hardly reflect true realities
slightly buzzin' from this wine- that's no abnormality!
 
Moe murdah on the microphone you begin to panic because i'll make it seem like the atlantic that your style is frantic it's so wack the store banned it it had people covering there ears saying I can't stand it my style is so fly you can't land it i bring the supplys because the people demand it My rhymes stand alone like they were a bandit
Three hundred and sixty degees my CD's outstanded
It's so smooth it feels like it was sanded
Figures of speech make me smile like you were uncandid
I'll pass you like you're a hand-it
When I come with rhymes that punch like a fist
Taking your microphone so fast cracking the bones in your wrist
Seperating you from me like mist
Eliminate the competition, by spitting from every dimension mentioned
Benching emcees for flenching as I build up tension
Clenching the number one spot
Leaving your body to corrode and rot, corrode and rot.
 
Damn, i just got through trying to read that whole thread
By the time i got halfway hip-hop was dead
I get high as a kite, high as a bird
I get so damn high its almost absurd
But back on to the point, no one here has shit on me
I'll sell a kilo of coke by quarter to 3
Then take that money and by a pound of chronic
Smoke a blunt and sip some gin and tonic
I wake up makin money, pass out and do it again when i wake up
This is the type of shit you can't just make up
I was born a white kid in the suburbs, Stealin all the cough syrup from my cuboards
Now im in rehab but they know they cant do shit
You know your a real nigga when rehab has to quit
Can anyone else say half of this shit and mean it?
This is some flow if you have ever seen it
 
man I went to rehab as a 13 year old kid
cause I was selling ganja, boomers and cid
shit, now i'm twice that age, still hustlin
pourin off whiskey and brews by the dozen
cuz pushin drugs has always been my business
its funny that now my only addiction is fitness
no more shiftless speed fueled frenzies
I'm all about protein and getting some good Zzzzzs
so bro don't push me
you might get cut
I'll wreck your city like Attila the Hun
 
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haha this is cool, maybe because i relate to the lot of it bar the rehab.

what's the next addiction? ;)
 
I label it an eating place for meaningless people
Coalitions to hard rocks living without purpose
I sarcastically attack with the womens word circus
A surface of slippery ice, a dangerous crack
In the path of the ones who walk with their minds slacked
 
Fucked your mother just before you were born
Stabbed your fetus through the eye with my devil's horn
Injected your brain with gallons of sperm
Corroding your thoughts with my little white worms

From the moment you took your first breath
You were tainted like a baby born addicted to meth
'Cept in this case you were born a fiend for the cock
Eating that meat stick right round the clock

Ever wonder why it's never enough?
Unlike the Big Bad Wolf, you huff and you puff
But never manage to blow them all down
Because you're a jizz mop; a cock sucking clown
 
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