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10-19-2011, 01:00 AM | #81 (permalink) |
Music Addict
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Please Sur, Caesar refers to post Diocletian
I eat your beats for dessert then toast to my own reason No need for weak-formed retorts cause I boast vile legions So cease your knees for me’ sword to host in thine hole deep in |
10-19-2011, 04:49 AM | #82 (permalink) |
not really
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thom yorke, rap battles
like its debate class So articulate, must have a tenured past a college grad, quite candid when asked how he feels about various geopolitical issues Speaking on foreign oil and the reliance on gas bitch don't you see me out here getting that cash? my fat booty bitch grindin that ass Puffin on that loud, you cant see my stash Insert basketball reference-oh **** for some reason im like steve nash only took the most generic rap bars to murder yo ass |
10-20-2011, 09:57 PM | #83 (permalink) |
Groupie
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Streets
despite the fear of falling, life is demolishing itself all over a dinner plate,
the last bite is always at stake, no matter how hard i try i always make a mistake, this is not the life i wanted it is the one i created, very faded i cant complain, my own regret and feelings created this shame, my own fault i understand, i just wish i had another chance to begin, maybe even a helping hand, but on the own i am, in my own sate of mind, in time, things will decline, until then ill smile and go to bed, just to wake up and dread ever waking up, just wishin a bullet struck me dead, wait, just forget what i said, im the happiest person alive, ill make you smile, with a face of clear denial, a smirk is all it takes to send a shiver down my spine, how can happiness be so powerful when sadness is to easy to define, in the hearts of today its a race for more, im in last place, im a disgrace, lapped and lapped all over again, can you send, a little help? But the walls cant talk and birds dont walk, so i may as well sulk, until the weather gets better and my sweater keeps me warm, in the tyranny of my own thoughts, forget everything i was taught, i sought out a whole new state of thinking, another wall, now im declining, in other words sinking, the streets i gaze at move so quick, i barely have time to keep up with ****, i take my time as much as possible, without a dime i still play incredible, the truth is inevitable, im a king of my own game of domination, my life your life were all stuck in the same situation, in our own heads, we conjure im a lifestyle that we want bred, working and working till your there, is something i cannot do, this is asked of me, but im to focused on a crew, to be there while i make my way to which ever way life leads me, feed me, lead me, seed the ground and make a fresh start, body parts pulled apart, fear the end, bleeding out, my last message didnt send, another regret, nothing to apprehend, this is my world and the way i intend it to be, pretend it o be, ascending poetry, make your mark, heres the end, no brand new start....
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01-23-2012, 10:50 PM | #84 (permalink) |
Blastphemist the Xist
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Blastphemist the Xist
**** ya'll! Here comes the Blastphemist I enthrall you bitches got vocal cuts like glitches! Xist Brotha, my ****'s obscene as my mind and soul unclean.
Spoke over a ouija now random demons can possess me and I bathe in blood obsessively. Not braggin' it's distressin though psychopath impressin'. You need not be testin me death cannot take me and your pussy can't break me. You a fake, take a look down and see-got **** on you not me! **** what ya heard, me and my axe are out spreadin facts and the ****'s absurd! Atrocious Dubba the Blastphemist motha****a I'm choppin preppies and I'm hackin nerds and gangstas too! Don't matter what ya wear-red, white, green or blue-an Island Boy, a Psychopathic I'll still kill you! What ya gonna do? Pop a slug or two? **** you bitch I'll put a box in you! I'm the worst, Blastphemist: I'm cursed. Earthbound so I'm here forever, wonderin and wanderin where ever. Thought it was stange at first, but then with sanity thin I dove in headfirst! When I surfaced for a moment from the madness, realized I had this purpose in life or rather in a knife. Found myself rife with a passion for a neck slashin and came crashin into ya funeral service! After ya widow for something quite pervish! Atrocious is my prognosis, abnormal my psychosis, try to put me down I resurface a murderin' apotheosis! The Blastphemist sinner and representer for the social necrosis at the center of ya mind! Peace is all I cannot find! Opposite of Moses! For the last time! I'm Atrocious and
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01-23-2012, 11:31 PM | #85 (permalink) |
Killed Laura Palmer
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Atrocious, man, you rap vile about violence, but your wordplay's 'atrocious', man, look at your content! We're reppin' different zips, but on the same continent - but I don't believe you're legit, I just think you're incompetent.
When I drop rhymes, I don't mean to critique it, but you spit weak shit. Weaker than me shit. So take this bleak shit with your pants down and your knees bent. I'll slam on the brakes, leave you whiplashed with the waves that I transmit. Should be intimidated. You're just lesser and I'm inflated. You're just a jester and your rhymes are dated. You're just a heckler and I'm. The. Main. Act.
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01-24-2012, 12:11 AM | #86 (permalink) |
Blastphemist the Xist
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Phantasio ya can't phase me bro and I don't know what that^ was but it's gotta go. Tell me I'm atrocious? Bitch I know this! Yes I'm a jester but at least I don't act! I'm a vocal molester and your rhyme just got smacked.
"When I drop rhymes" mother****er you dropped four per line! Incompetenet? Bull****! My rhyme's opulent! I know that's what you meant. Before you get offended remember this is consequent to the lame **** you sent. No matta what you intended! Weaker than you ****? Justin Bieber couldn't do it! I'm about to lose it-grab a clip and say screw it! This is Homocide Music, ain't nuttin to it! Give me ten seconds-I make ten records, cuttin with ten weapons-a livin death sentence, I keep heads like awards. I rap vile about violence, yes. Your new style is silence, rest. I'm all offense, best. You're all past-tense. Lest I'm mistaken, you've been takin' ya rhyme and ya beat from the guy that wrote Sesame Street. Now wasn't that neat? I spit a rhyme and ya'll taste a treat. Log off hillbilly, admit defeat.
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Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.-Confucius Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.-Friedrich Nietzsche Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.-Lord Byron Popularity's bad for you. I avoid it like the plague.-Brian Mulrooney |
01-31-2012, 08:31 PM | #87 (permalink) |
Blastphemist the Xist
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Damn, did I kill the thread?
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Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.-Confucius Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.-Friedrich Nietzsche Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.-Lord Byron Popularity's bad for you. I avoid it like the plague.-Brian Mulrooney |
01-31-2012, 09:28 PM | #89 (permalink) |
Blastphemist the Xist
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Alright TomClancy, show us somethin fancy! Or are you a lil pansy, just poppin in to say hi? Don't be that guy. I'm no defeatist-cedat fortuna peritus not semper fidelis. Ya don't wanna cross me-I'm the Illest. The Xist, i-Xist just to do this, it's not for the money or fame or glory. I'm an everliving mother****er tryin to tell my story. Come and get some, but it's gonna get gorey-I wanna rhyme some cuz this forum's gettin boring....
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Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.-Confucius Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.-Friedrich Nietzsche Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.-Lord Byron Popularity's bad for you. I avoid it like the plague.-Brian Mulrooney |
01-31-2012, 10:43 PM | #90 (permalink) |
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Oh look another little kid sitting in his room
Writing about things he's never gunna do Your personna is cheap like the paint on your face You're as soft as Jack McFarland from Will and Grace You've got no flow, your style is a no show I'm not gunna dance around it your rhymes ****ing blow I come from the slums meth lab in my basement Lyrically I knock your face into the ****ing pavement
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