NETCEES CYPHER THREAD

[2tripple0]

Right started writing raps in 01 believe it er jot
Smoke some weed in those days still neva been a jock
Im like dalmations way i's keep ladies on it like a mop
You like a storyline that got no plot sock u like sum rocks
Fuck it mate came up on bboys back in the day
I learned da sturcture quick got funerals to arrange
Shit my boy and me ran the site til like id say 05
Call it a delayed train way i stay late to arrive
Been on a few forums tho always got my thoughts out on page
Yall getting flattened like sum pancake aint even got lines that stay straight
Guess about 09 i moved over to netcees
All while travelling da world and the seven seas
I stay deep but aint got no seeds to plant
And no king stay immortal so as people we stay off in different land
Im like sum troops who got no sargent to direct an advance
Everything down to chance yall just sum hugh with no grants
Lol could have continued to grow tho emotionally on this site
Its like that song thats all about the way that things die
Im like a plane except none a these netcees stay fly
Gotta lotta mountains i stay trying to climb
So anyways now i mostly try to compose and produce music
You like a language im teaching you just stay under the influence
Love all types of music bro got so many people i gots to give credit too
I stay high way i keep ya kneeling in my presence that a church pew
Gotta bring this to an end i know ive kind of stepped away from the story
But life is full a metaphors like i was quoting an allegory
Yeah thats about it netcees will always prevail
Im like ya coffin way i gotta hammer in some nails
Yall blunts stay stale kinda like the history of netcees
And yeah you got clips bit i aint finished until all of mine are empty
Keep a dessie under the pillow
And if it get messy bro im pulling out that armadillo
Get it bro cause this site has crashed in the past
So like history bro a lotta shit is missing from the point the site crashed
Multiple times and i guess if you a user on this site
You probably already knew most of this shit unless u werent around in 09
Anyways im signing off from this cypher i got shits i gots ta do
There be so much happening and id give u a hint but you aint got a clue

[Mr. J]

There was hope in her eyes
with dreams on her mind.
imagine how she changed so much
only to leave it behind..
there is no proper way to do it.
thats the secret of the blind.
imagine what its worth
how they increasing the price
I put hands on ya bitch
& put it deep in ya dime.
put a putter in her put
play patter in her pit of life.
purple promises in the wind.
the dreams of haze in the sky.
the world is a strange one...
& I spend my weekends with wine
weakened by whim
witness of why, wrecked in recent reprise.
hands like jesus as he seeks the divine.
pray for them...spend ya evening with Christ

[MC Fussy]

walk a tight rope
& i might cope
with some ice
dope
hoes that
parade shows
cabarets bows
i got
used to secret shows
A List
@ places nobody knows
but anybody who's somebody goes
i dunno if
you fucking with me
i can be a bit
rough & tumble like sea
wave at this bitches waving at me
i get the message
& i press delete
to: all them fake jews
you: put the star on the stripes...
to: military men earning stripes
on they grey suits
you: should dim it down a little
you should tone it down a little
like berry white
that'd be mighty white of you
kissed a girl with eyes of blue
she crying rivers, i'm drowning too
her hands look like she shivers
wrist cut, she saying we should cut & run
i'm with her
kiss her baby bird little sister
i know you underwing
she like 'i'm right, you left.'
like she's east & i'm on the west wing
nobody here is a teacher
so why she always test me
i take her to church like preachers
i take her to churches she chicken
she outstayed her welcome i need a clean exit. lysol

[2tripple0]

Gonna try to pursue my happiness
Its like pouring a pint of guiness
Guess yall aint prepared
You so salty i had to step out for some air
Guess im trying to intigrate some skill
But just like a pill i ran into jack and jill
Yo im swerving on the interstate
You be a flash in the pan way you lines all fake
Im like yo finish this shit up
But thanks for ya input
And for keeping the cypher threads fresh
Sun rises in the east but i just give u two dead legs
Im like a straight dead dope dealer
You aint patient like children u way too eager
Im gonna dig out a dam like a beaver
It aint april but keep ya temperature hot like a fever
Guess i got a lotta shit to go through
Only the strong survive guess u aint ill without ya crew
Guess thats why they call u bitch
Im carving out hollowtips
Guess every ending is a beginning
Anyways im too lazy so i stay far from babysitting
I wish you could bless me with ya presence
As long as it wouldnt effect the outcome of my expense
Just like a thriller kill you in suspense
The love i have for you is real its all a bit too immense
I feel like breaking down and crying now
Theres something about that lady that keeps me proud
To brag about u to my friends
Im ripping out the flesh you were afraid to part with my lense
Guess everyone too infatuated by the beginning of ya death
Now your gone and i can only hope to recollect
I sat there thinking about u girl
And the way ya body ended up leaving this world
I cant bottle all this up but you were my secret attraction
My hearts crumbling beneath me i miss those moments of passion
Guess im rambling a bit if only she kept her mouth shut
If only she just stopped and listened she still woulda been around
Stupid girl is all i can think
She could have had everything
The whole world...
Guess shed rather leave this earth..
She would rather die...
Then stay with me.. you were my lady, i was a lie...
Im so heartbroken i hope u listen in the next life
Cause now im sitting here crying thinkig how to reword my lines
So that this doesnt happen next time.....
Im just so surprised that there was nothing there for me to redefine
You loved coming by just to drink a bottle of wine
Why you couldnt grind it out a little longer is when the problems arised
I guess all i can say now is.... im sorry, the show is over, say goodnight...

[Coup]

General thoughts,

Come sit inside popular society

Where justice now becomes a matter of legislating realities

Where a man dressed as a woman is, in the pure sense of Greco-Roman truth, a wholesome new creation

In a society that has replaced personal relationships, brotherhood, community with imposed relations with capital, the family unit is torn to pieces and has no function in mutated form.

The woman has no use as a woman, the man has no use as a man. Their utility and creativity flourish in a free society, but render perverted in a society built solely on exploitation and corruption.

Good cannot not come from evil, that is to say the Western world cannot at the same time be inherently evil and be just

Encouraged ignorance in the information age and under the near zenith of capitalist culture, births a formidable foe waiting to devour on the already steep mountain climb to understanding. Enlightenment today is now in context of culture, i.g. the discovery of a new Star Trek language, the historicity of "Necees Hall of Fame"


If the majority follow a philosophical ideal or other, it is probably false. For example, modern so-called Christianity or its sister, pop-culture Atheism


In most cases, students come out of universities just as ignorant as they went it...the only gain is indebtedness, an increase in the labor pool, more competition among the poor, and lower wages



An irony: The earth and its raw materials are the bearers of real and only wealth. But the poor have been fooled to believe that the capitalist and his commodities are real wealth; and are trained to compete against each other for the opportunity to buy back from the capitalist the necessities of life--which have been stolen whole. That or join the horde. Moreover, the poor have been tricked to believe that the land is virtually useless. It's good only for pleasure and walks through the fenced in forest. The capitalist is none the more merrier.

A TV in your room is a window for your tomb.


There is a specter haunting the developed world

Western powers are in a holy alliance to exercise it:

The spirit of truth

[2tripple0]

yo im not a surrogate but still keep my lines hot
you cant seem me for real like i was a blindspot
yo im dope i never seize to amaze the competition
half your lines be supplying me with ammunition
yo i gots to fill up a couple notebooks first
but you such a stupid fuck i gots to call u a jerk
for real i keep lines thatll keep ya clowns baffled
yo emcees are a dying breed so i lit up some candles
dog yall cats get left lifeless like bodies im cremating
yo i could fill ya with air like some tires yall always deflating
cant complain tho im living the good life for real bro
some a these emcees fake as fuck like turf that be astro
yo i aint trying to compete but ya faggots lines are laughable
lock you with worse animals than anthony hopkins in hannible
dog i gotta fastforward through ya text like it was some commercials
and stay on that studio tip when you cant keep it tight like universal
dog forget it ya whack ya lines are shit they boring as fuck
i gotta stalk yall in my jeep since i cant even fit you in the trunk
guess it comes down to bias and opinion er watever
but even if you were substantial ya lines still arent clever
yo i keep a couple p's around dont plan on my team to surrender
you be like a spoiled little brat way my lines keep ya splendered
i guess thats why ya toothache way i be unhealthy fa ya dentures
i guess you could say i was doing this for fun way it fills me with pleasure
yo dog keep ya rhymes we aint interested in ya shit
had to build me a couple houses way ya throw up so many bricks...
fuck it ive said enough fuck ya faggots and all ya preminitions...
yall aint got no rhymes but here ill write you some invatations...

[Mr. J]

Metaphorical nonsense twisted in a concept
written dishonest, spitting image of all this.
picture this hard shit sitting in the cockpit...
witness this high shit, kiss him hes your highness
twisted up behemoth living is a inconvenience
so why you sitting on his penis? better believe it.
got a pair of shoes to paratroop & bear a tooth
swipe scene terrible, DiCaprio says its unbearable.
Bugs bring the carrots through, a tired gag & parachute.
you on that queen shit, bring a tiara boo...
look at those rose petals I will merit you.
supplying the proper amount at your burial.
got a...brain-dead approach in my stereo
bitches that look dumb when they stare at ya
I hit these blockheads with coins like Mario...
look how I toy with this shit not giving a flock.
bad sheep herder when I deliver the plot.
so people know to choose ya liver & balls
look at you followers, such innocent flaws
at least you tried your best, admit it or not...
plus...we know where your limits are drawn

[2tripple0]

Right just going to drop sumn dope right here
You getting visions concussions and shattered sphere
I stood there as the ashes went out the window
Im boppin u pumping limbo you just a dildo right up on the pillow...
Out we go in one comes bombing
I keep ya bothered like who u think this win harbouring
Keep following hollow tips what this lies encouring
It was goergeous.. i got hungry as a hippopotamus
Eating too much while my pivot keeps maneuvering
Thanks for all the encouragement constant polluting
In any case what force takes place
I tap u with toothpaste as the pollution waste...
Begging fa mercy like a fifty mixtape
Yo you a strange man like a show with ricki lake
Call me james cause i aint enjoy his cake...
Said watch me dry these ones...
They all viscous as they kinda fuckin curled up their coats..
You know which one by the one who followed it..
Said theyre still open as she shined for a moment...

[Mr. J]

I am the grenade to a small child
the hidden claim to yall guile
the world is insane, let us all smile
when the winds change, its called wild
punches leave em laid out, my fall style...
better than yall style.
not another sicker or this volatile
I educate kids now my style...is yall style
watch...as the bobomb walks by you.
Im set to blow as the detectives role.
ending ending in the next episode.
I rise like Romans, ride like Trojans
a flow that you can behind like Moses
if you bitches fresh to death, Im buying roses
dope shit for you to align ya noses.
this takes no time...despite you novices
theres more...behind the opus

[2tripple0]

word that was some tight shit
i really enjoyed this mix dope you aint no bitch
yo drop some hot shit you aint got nothing holmes
i stay smoking hoes never testing i aint jolking bro
ya whack ya lines are simple as fuck
you fucking with trip white stays stuck in the middle of holes
stay somewhere and then leave a bit later
you aint understand one piece of it hater
ill poke out and check if any but theres still ones coming
kill you losing doesnt understand im ill and flowing
chill spot booming im like out of nowhere like a bat out of hell son
directions still come with raps and burners that rang like a bellhop
sorry that wasnt considerate or even attempting anything
that set up was so hot it decided not to it ended up being a fling
stupid is as stupid does so only the real represent me
gotta learn something before you make an enemy
i left something up for the mind bringing up some stupid lines
i guess your not worth it like killing someone for being useless type
me im not like that im much more accepting than most
many men die for less guess i aint even trying to regret how his roast
im afriad i may have made a mistake
i looked at the name on the gate
it was ill i enjoyed it samson style like half baked
dave chappelle thought but than he didnt realize i left you in the last place

[Mr. J]

Ya rhymes are preschool, you weak dude..
tryna be equal riding by high on three wheels
I SEE YOU! just like the teacher watching all 3 of you.
The 15 yr old that keeps shitting his pants after each meal
like gross..use the bathroom and wash ya ass
you lose it quick just like pocket cash you pompous fag
I'm a toxic gas burped & farted on your mom & dad
your dog & cat, your frog & aunt, you washed up hack
....haha

[2tripple0]

right finally onto the next page
the world a stage i aint a tavern but you aint no cave
i aint sturdy im always falling on my feet
calling you some heat you never balling in the street
yo i write rhymes i dont have to be successful
i buried it in a cesspool my whole lobby was suspenseful
long tables on each end four quarters to a square
looking forward in the park so you best approach with some care
im not ending this yet there aint no reason to fix it
push it to the limit like i was turkey and this was thanksgiving
they like my style they like my twenty one rifle salute
you got married to the wrong clown he was a hellish brute
guess this was another part of my life er something
my lines are forthcoming i baked you like some dough in a oven
you came out black as fuck said the verse lacked the scope

[Mr. J]

No expectations, you a mountain gaining no elevation
No education, the doubt in your face shows the stress & hatred
Im the best & they hate it, mess around in your heads & play with...
your memories
ya crews a human centipede
so you know the recipe...
its shit after shit, after shit...
bastard quit, just imagine it.
ya flow pre algebra & Im calculus.
word to Saturn...
looking at this ring, no vhs
looking at my battles thought I had 3 days left.
so maybe I should go write

[Darker Ego]

Reign emprically all this dissing has elevated me spiritually
Sign in just to see my students being degraded lyrically
That monster present in your darkest of dream
That mobster in the secene dangling the cream
Swinging sentences that mangle your spleen
Killing your essence on every battle supreme
Got what it takes to dismantle your team
~Think about it~

[Nigma]

The force is massive strong
Smack the wand of a padawan back and dodge attacks
Stance, is odd. Relaxed. A faucet; spin the tap for water
Damaged manic monster, wanted for galactic slaughter
Fragile. Foster facts and logic matched by gnostic magic
Conjure tactics tapping caskets locked and stashed by gods
Repelled by flames like sandy chalk from dashing moths
A vandal vegabond taking on a match of odds, catchin cod
Ramble on of paths and psalms while sadists sought the saddened sod
The new real two-wheeled champ from Tron traffic travels tracks beyond your lack of knowledge
Blah, begone

[2tripple0]

yo right second post i started baking
As thought slowly formed colours started changing
yo im dope i dont even know how you write no lines
if you were a picket fence you still wouldnt come out white
you aint no dyke but ripping it aint easy on the mic
everybody wonder but no telling since its the end of life
yeah i was like until you seperated yaself from christ
what pattern this rapper inhabits inside his cell
hit the clock at twelve said it was a slug had no shell
i ran back the other way i was like fuck this shit
you keep hitting but aint no point to this bitch
yo i got protection but aint carry no ammunition
you a player but cant hang out without his composition
bitch fuck it that was a strange set up
but just like a drug yo this kid end up getting fucked

[Mr. J]

while the whole populous trying to play anonymous
Im chilling, topping these artificial fools like condiments
try to play Js trump card & Ill rush ya like communists
dabbling with false promises & uneducated honestness
you evil little hobbitses will turn up no matter what the volume is
dramatist playing with words outta boredom as a topicalist
off the top with Savageness, oooo yeeaaaa the evangelist
fluck your advantages and your ability to quote randomness
looking at you while banging the gavel & holding lady justice
she flirting saying baby bust this, I just make the lazy adjustment
maybe crush it, let her know that these lames be dumb shits.
I slang verses for fun while erryone put their heart in this.
its funny you tryna take part in this, Im the real deal artisan
if ya flow tommy gun, mine grown the way I hold Thomas's
look at that...I dont even have to play hard...I just fondle it

[Mr. J]

I can't justify wanting life to be so simple
You need yo symbols to beast, so simple.
I beast, you a leech latching onto to me...
Go figure, I search for souls in a burst of prose
While you stage shit I make the curtains close.
Phantom of the Opera blasting at ya mantra
What's on your mind couldn't fuck with me...
Be mad at your barber.
I out last ya clowns fast no one could doubt that.
Slang verbal like herbal on yo type you nerd you.
How you gonna compare Garfield to Nermil...
I jump over hurdles but skip over you like a wack track
Schooly D with a backpack cruising deep & blat blat.
Who is he? Back to back with a bag of cracker Jack's.
Mowing through more Bush than Afghanistan...
Or something similar to that. Got a screw loose.
Watching ya goof troop write raps in tutus.
My noose use got me asking ya how it's hanging.
While J crack jokes I'm up in Brown sugar like Sanaa Lathan
You broads faking. I'm bored as shit and wrote this like I was on vacation

[Mr. J]

Garden variety lays out on the front lawn
green spread out like what I roll blunts on
Cuss God, while dwelling with my drunk thoughts
dune buggy flow rolling on ya sun spots.
Let me catch one charge over one of ya dumb broads
you want bread like the park ducks want.
better bring the same heart the Mighty Ducks brought...
fuck around you can get dunked on.
put my hands on you pussys like a Trump thought.
better make like Donald & duck bwoi...
Im writing this while enjoying some pak choi
how many years later, they still want to be Pac...bwooiiiii
got the heater to em like Im using the wok...boi...
this game is gonna end like a spaghetti western
mess around & Ill leave you looking like spaghetti test em.
spaghetti spaghetti spaghetti thats the spaghetti extra
do my dance with a cup of lean & a pancake
all the boys try looking mean but still give me handshakes.
boy what you mean you think you a bandaid?
open season for open wounds cleaning up alcohol...
thats great...

[KennyCerealBowl]

I took it to the face,
all this green got me fazed,
looking out this rain like is there better days?
optimist or pessimist which one do I play?
all the parts of me that I fucking hate.
I'm not clever, I lack some of that cheddar
i'm not treasure, don't try to make me feel better ..
or say I have potential I
don't deserve medals, or hello's inside my head's is a fucking hell hole.
Mother said what tree did u fall from?
you walk around with no dollars you ain't saving for a tomorrow?
ain't no one feeling your sorrow and for my daughter your a horrible role model
I need detention, I need to be more tentative
I need to stop being so sensitive.
BE MORE attentive so I don't get fired the same week I settled in.
excessiveness got me moving extra stiff it looks depressive ish

[Mr. J]

Angels have fallen and the lord has arisen
Now that they know Ive been the poorest since when...
the automatic doors made you swore sixth sense
my starter jacket covered my soda & bic pens.
reading XXL quotes, so I wrote for the big Benz
youthful thinking, useless thinking it goes synonymous
unanimous votes from these anonymous folks
dudes that think they gangsta cause they wander with hos
boys since elementary that I no longer bother to know.
got my game twisted now to a trap beat
clapping like Donkey Kong in my last dream
I was packing the hammer while dodging barrels
when I snapped out of it I awoke in Gods apparel
swapping stories with the craziest types.
Praise me in death but didnt pray to me in life.
got me sinking deep in this cloud of pain
the dreams become denial under a cloud of shame
my heart becomes the ground that pounds away.
I become trapped in the storm, going down the drain
seek shelter my sheep, sail this doubt away.
make me thirst for the drama after what the drought became.
I know they think that this has been sounding lame.
My penis is known as 2pac they on it when I get around &....











Bang

[2tripple0]

I guess yall thought i was going away
But fuck it cause i aint kicked it all day
Im ashamed because my lines aint sound correct
Probabaly since you can spit it but still aint own no deck
Bro ya shit be attracting the pests
Nothing more scary than dealing with stress
Yo keep ya raps kid you failed ya lessons a long time ago
I aint have no coffee still keep a few cups of joe
Ya lines filled me with nothing but distaste for this rap thing
but its too bad cause my lines left you and ya boys all rolling on the ground laughing..

[Mr. J]

Bet the synthesis will change your ignorance
raise your wisdom and give you some significance
embarrassing shit that makes one question this.
all it takes is one person not learning to lessen it.
make jest of it and flood threads talkin bout horse love
thats the idea when we see what force does.
shits creek followed the course up into oblivion
make other lives suffer worst than the one you living in
instead of giving in or trying to make sense...nah
looks like its all happening again...huh...

[Mr. J]

Look behind the eyes of the mastermind.
When you finish ya verse Im back with mine.
wasting half the time to elaborate lines.
Beast Mode, Savage type in an elastic bind.
I surpass the hype with each passage...I'm
passing time while you try to get the magic right.
you could clash with titans get smashed under my pen.
my bounce in the ounce, you a stashed nug when the night ends.
and they thinking that I'm like them...
I dont know who you think it is that I am...
but I roll with it, smoke a bowl to this.
you fooling my early like a bowl of my Trix.
you colorful suckers couldnt hold my Kix.
how do I roll like this? Oh? you dont know that Im sick.
gotta gorilla on this throwing barrels at you kids.
Copacabana banana clip to yall ribs
when I bust a rhyme check who you woo hah with.
the metaphors slip through ya lisp.
swimmin out to sea watch me touch a butt
let you figure out how you going to bust a gut.
pucker up butter nuts half baked numbered up.
you hungry girl?

[Mr. J]

Ya boy could get Godly with the pump
talk slick again be another body in the trunk
dont make me body ya punks.
Ima chill though since they got me this blunt
now they wonder what got me this blunt.
I roll high & mighty like how I got me this blunt
tryna play me you must have got me fucked up...
better get ya eyes checked & watch me bruh bruh.
the brass in the knuckle like to play patty cake
patty cake, patty cake, drunk like St. Paddys day.
fucker see how I play that patty cake?
this is ACME grade, watch how I impact the trade
back in the day, traffic in the way, rolling solo.
leave em slumped in a dark red room, exposing photos
posting those hopes.
posting those dreams..
posting what you know.
posting what you hope to be.
catch me posted in the back bruh.
money on my lap if you hos act up.

[2tripple0]

I stay keeping beats hot even with all the hate
Forgot he aint have no plate gotta strike an iron whil yall blaze
I aint got no issues to raise guess im just rapping on a stage
The world seems confusing so i try to finish this quickly
Turning in your grave but i bet you be conducting shit aint got no electricity
I aint even have to keep a couple bars hanging around
You search archives and discussions for thrills still aint none to be found
Dog im dope your whole crew going see
I swear ill straighten shit out despite all these boring netcees
I try though man i really try to make an impact
But i guess it aint all about that it aint all just a rap
Dont worry though life be confusing at times
Cats all sound too similar must be some more words that rhyme
Life has become a chore
Even writing these words was difficult cause they were all forced
I said you keep it washington cause cats buckle up when it come to my boy george
Cats be grilling for real though and no i aint luke its just some cats still come up short
And then when in the end life finally completes its cycle
There is no real i just keep those hot freestyles...
Had to believe in others though
Cause pete be stacking while these rappers all acting slow....

[Mr. J]

Same old routine with no progress.
Answer prayers with the flow, god bless.
Imagine Creed get ya arms stretched.
Nonsense... unadulterated bullshit.
This is beyond me, so...whose this?
A page out the new script ripped to bits.
To shreds you say..
How is this, bouncing in the ride yo.
Doing 55 with the shotgun holding a rifle..
Truest shit I spoke hand to the Bible.
Dearly departed as soon as I find you.
Bouncing in the ride yo...
Killer boots man, here is my title.
Identification because my license expired.
I put the lighter to that fire.
Bass bumping in my ride yo..
Glaze up in my eyes yo
With my shotgun holding a rifle.
I ride off with a warning .. thats how I do.
You couldn't ride like me if you tried do.
Truest shit I said, hand to the Bible
Pull ya shit together and.... smile

[2tripple0]

Go on man put some shit together
Light as a feather but aint boil no pressure
Hard to rhyme sometime not gonna lie
But what the fuck man i aint the type sorta guy
Feel me shit gets depressing though
When u spitting shit and people aint even know
This rap shit is too easy man
I mean u talk lines and bars whatever wordcount impressive but your shits all trash
I aint heated though i aint want to make u mad
Shit even i got problems i know when i gotta dash
But what the fuck why is nobody ever wrong
But dont u see boy they are theres just no good these days chilling alone
Gotta have ya peep so they can follow along
I aing done nothing wrong though just trying to find anew spot to drop my flow
Yeah netcees talk though right
People do get down on the site
I guess thats the point people would rather fight i guess
Or talk about girls like you were having sex
Dont know man interesting topic really
Yall cats the type still cant feel me pop u for real but i aint no wheelie

[Mr. J]

Read the guidelines instead of breaking them
the rhymes I writ have left you faking friends
ya talents wasted, here we go talking hate again
here we go talking about some of the latest trends
idiot, fucking idiot, tryna over-analyze simplicity
so the only thing you getting back is my sympathy
but fuck you for thinking ya grammar sits with me.
watch the flow & how I handle the scripts, ya see?
No comparison, so embarrassing, on everything...
I criss cross hip hop with drops reflecting on everything.
You pissed off in thought tryna write on everything.
on everything...so embarrassing, No comparison.
Mind predict the future, the blade that rips through ya
why, why, why did he did that to ya.
what to give back to ya, ya life need to get back sooner
words from the mismatched tutor.
intact, distract, big chance...

[Master Rock]

Every word has meaning
the breath of a wise man
carries knowledge of being
feeble thoughts is of the weakling
the progression which mankind is constantly seeking
is hitting concrete as medium go large is my expression
going far from regression's oppression
Our is a whole session
let this be your lesson

[2tripple0]

I feel you wordcount right... mods wanted an example from 2cripple er sumn...
U ended up not putting down that style like you was a blunt and it was nothing
Yeah them 2 bars right there were executed very efficiently
They sounded like a freestyle by my boy fluid way they ended up dying suddenly
Used to write raps back in the day er whatever
But didnt realize you was swiss until i put some holes in you like you were cheddar
Fell in love once on a date with an interpreter
Said she liked a challenger my price gold hers was long jon silver
Long after she told me a story one about her favorite pony
She aint read it right though cause all it was she took from me
I read sometimes though became lost outside of flow
Her seed shed sowe i cant know why but it still aint joe
I guess because her verse was too incomplete
I had to pass her by thats when she met my boy pete
I thought cypher threads were substantial and traverse
Guess it was just my kitten an her little brown purse
She aint look deep into the story wasnt her first
Shes written 30 others they aint sposed to be conversed
So she took her time whatever had something else to give
Said her friend was a painter yeah and lied about where he lives
I took them bars with me even if i wasnt going to heavan
She popped by often but just to get to and from the local seven eleven
Cause I live by a settlement locals and shit getting about
Things sometime begin to look underground
They deep trying to rob you of ya thought
All ya lines battle with plot audio forum underneath dalmation spots
I can dub mixes i do keep a deck i guess its just im honest yo
Cats down with the ham but yall aint give a damn this aint ya best flow
Dont know i give up cause bars are hard
You give up u aint even own a tree that got bark

[Master Rock]

just shaking off this dust it is more than enough to make cake boys fuss
you talk such and such but it ain't sufficient enough to truly bust
I am the element of exaction which adolescent are seeking the extraction
you small distraction...

I'll continue later...
no time..
u still a hater.

[2tripple0]

Wow man that was impressive for real kid
And i aint the best but i still aint complaining like a bitch
Yo i know i reply as much as i can in this thread
But just like new jersey basketball im nothing but net
Yeah i guess i could quote you or try to get more complex with my flow
But just like some speedbump im going take this real slow
I got standards to be honest though im not picky g
Just kinda feel played out like a studio in the hiphop industry
Guess ill never get a break
My pops used to tell me he needed to raise me right until his concious was erased
He forgot how to keep his temper under control
Thats when he realized my life had barely time to unfold
I learned quickly how to survive in a world so cold
Even when i wasnt growing my mind was still getting old
I mean things just became harder and harder
And just like jesus christ i gave my life as a martyr
Guess i got loads a shit to charter but still aint going be no yeast to ya lager
You could call my lines appetizing way this a diner and im serving u some starters
Guess i could go on and on
But my defense is so ill my only option left is to prolong
Like a thriller im killing yall in suspense
Fit u in this present tense since nothing worse then dealing with stress
Gonna take a guess i have no idea how to end this
Next time ill leave you gasping though cause this verse left you breathless...


Yeahhh

[Master Rock]

I'm just representing to scratch an itch
time goes on on
I ain't trying to be the one snoozing in no ditch
I pitch my presentation of vocab intellect n skillz you pick
reaking of the fragments of ill prescripts
Altering chemistry formulating patterns you're thirsting to sip
while gaining insight on realities grip
....
I'll stop at this...
Sincerely,

The ILL Misfit...

[2tripple0]

Yo im so unsure of why this verse was so hard to create
Instead im going give you a leason why people is so fake
u aint understand the subject though
Cause im killing young one slow like a bunch of crow
Say ya ill and you can go deep with ya man trip
But just like black ice yo this cat aint have no bars he can manage to flip
You can sit there and bob but you dont know why he just stuck in his home
Thisll be a landslide though way i gotta keep heads afloat
Got ya like a river way i keep a verse that aint lack a scope
Thought he finished strong way he left ya covered in bodyshots
Yeah yo forget it bro those lines all sounded prewritten though
Stacking paper i just still aint got any bread to playdough

[ThisisDAM]

My mind can't put perfect thoughts or words together
Perfect letters, birds n feathers
Nouns, verbs which at this point ain't worth the pleasure
Cotton Swabs! Ovaries, chocolate pies & mannequins
Damn, again
I don't know where this goes, flies...i'm panicking
Uber ratings, panda paws, a much inflated santa clause
Crowd funded midget tossing waiting for the fans applause
Camera crawls, poodle tails, octopus with noodle nails
Sex with every manatee, or with what the mood entails

[Master Rock]

Let the neurons spark
providing illumination for those consumed in the dark
the formulation of my thoughts..
the effect brought disastrous creation composed art
capturing the naive who ought of acknowledged
my passion from yapping in disorderly fashion
I be the action beat jumping boombapping speaker smashing
quit clashing unless ur in need of a disciplined lashing
time out redirect
this is simply my introspect
Directing the scene
lucid be the dream
float on
injecting addictives leaving fiends.

[Mr. J]

Now that the idiots are done, J must return.
There nights are lost and days become a blur.
Action takes place and change must occur.
Blatant rituals of fake habitual is gone.
Now I thank those who pay witness to the beyond.
Effigy blaze as I temper these blades
Marksmanship that remembers each face.
To make the cut and prolong this pain.
Or change it up and put the bomb in place.
Disarm the strange and continue about my day.
Rhymes formulate quicker & leave no trace.
The pen is mightier better believe the page
This is compost given growth to lost folks.
Sacrifice wherever you & your cross goes.
Where raunch flows free inside a boxed post.
Dial 0 to be connected to the matrix.
A world further dissected from the basics.
A garden hose stretched out to wet the appetite.
A lawnmower to send you to the end of the afterlife.
If the black snake moan there's nothing to gain.
I'm tired of these motherfuckers on this plane.

[2tripple0]

I'm calling this post IP address
I'm going pull out a gat and aim it at your forehead
You a dam in distress or someone under a lot of pressure
Hard to boil that shit down to the compounds cause i ain't even remember
Gotta thread to point out but now your going to have to wait
In fact u stupid go ahead write this and post it with the date
I ain't even prepare this writing correct
Cause now I'm unsure who I should redirect
Am I perfect am I a dog do I automate my presence
Haven't studied and forgot all my lessons
I give up anyways
Left him confused under his own lab inside a cave
Guess I ain't got no time left
All I can dream about is a girl with a body but no head
Gotta take a guess
Threw so many rights im just going to hit the x

[Coup]

Popcorn peanut punch
Lobster donut dinner dunk
Heliocentric earth oblate
Oceans of lemonade
Concentrate
Sand castle empires vouchsafed
Some say it's neophyte
I say neonate

[Mr. J]

Calibration deliberated over lunch
Egor flow with the shoulder hunch.
Boast for what, boats for sluts.
Rhyme nonsense, get ya poster up.
My yolks are done, sunny side up.
Clint Eastwood if sonny rides up.
Catch the thumper, no bunny type stuff.
Once he ride up he better play boy
You splash but I send a wave boy.
Better switch or go invest in Gameboy.
Hold the flame like NBA Jam.
Drop rhymes like you invest in great spam.
Got a pen hand that doesn't delay..damn.
What was I going to say next fam?
I'm the Apex man spraying insect cans
That repel them & your same sex plans.
Antonio Banderas eating a taquito
Spent my last 89 cents on a burrito.
Banged a milf down at the blockbuster
A pair of 60s bball shorts, the long socked wonder...

[2tripple0]

Lol couple posts couldn't wait to exacerbate
You some hips but they forgot to shake
Yo I could write anything
Still going be better than whatever u explain ya shrinks
Yo u suck homedog
Might as well order me a slice way you walking all the way home
Yo I ain't need to explain
Been through so much still trying to remain
Yo I put one in ya brain
Way ya tracks so whack I had to contemplate
Just for a sec or two
Cause there be rules like when u bend over to the ya shoes
It's called the limit kid
Guess I could indulge guess i forgot how to binge...
You a clip but it ain't ever empty
I got ya bitch feeling lonely way I left her for a machete...

[Mr. J]

My minutes low on my phone bill.
I need WIFI at my home still.
writers getting held against they own will.
bunch of dreamers that dont kill.
choking on their own pills, so ill...
pouring that syrup, some more shit to stir up
got them tweeting like a bird does
facebooking to get their daily word from...
Hiphopdx, or some shit like double X L
whatever you need to say you up on what sells
does this dude from soundcloud do the job?
does that tell what flow to use or not.
go with a quick one, two & then I bounce
put that on a ounce, what is this shit about?
where is this shit going, buddy hell if I know
doesnt it look so swell when I flow.
I know, I know, it makes you jealous, I know.
but thats how the party starts, the crowd roars
gotta move this motherfucker outdoors.
watch when I drop, they dont give a fuck about yours...
thats how the game go if you on the same flow.
if you can or cant though, come get your love.
but you dont want to owe J, I dont fit that glove...
what....I said you dont want to owe J...
I dont fit that glove...

[2tripple0]

j you getting better bro on the real
ya writing feels like a contract way Im keeping it sealed
yo I know you got some skills and you can write well
but its funny cause that whole verse was written on a shell
im trying to give ya some props im trying to say you got game
but hows I supposed to respect somebody when they just a little claim
for real though redirect ya spits give us something with some substance
I know I aint read much I know I should take a second glance
but im going move on ive had enough of reading ya spits j
gonna keep you harboured though for a minute like this was a dock on a bay...
and im out trip going climb straight to the top
you a mountain but aint got nothing dope to devise cause j go out on a flop..

[Mr. J]

If I want the cut up check how I rush up.
let them hips get touched up, you know whats up?
I could tell you about the first thing that comes up.
put the record on & her move like she want what..?
got that green 1up, dropping shells on the party.
puff on that what, what? bring a well to the party
wish well to the party, look how you felt at the party.
& you felt upon me...but I blow out like I vape bitch
your mom told me I should watch my language...
if that shit aint nice then you shouldnt say shit.
Im looking like I made it, burning out this atmosphere
get your cry baby ass back in here...
I roost like King Cock hanging like King Kong.
you comparing Serena Williams to Forrest Gump ping pong..
let me get my drink on, go get your sink on.
karaoke sing song...rolling up getting my rink on.
thats what my drinks on, karaoke sing song...
with my pimp cup like Lil Jon..
thats what I put my wisdom on...
but now I gotta live by the system huh?
better save the rest for rent & get along.
no way I can do the same shit tomorrow...
what is this about? is it the car load.
in the clown car...

[Mr. J]

Come get your feathers ruffled
I call them 10's a bundle.
You live with a sense of struggle
That pretends to bubble.
I see you, getting bent & humble.
Holding your own breath, it's trouble.
I bang bang boogie.
While slanging cookies.
Watch me hang like loogies
Puffing on that hoobastank
I'm the big bird you roosters ain't
Mad cause with the words I used to paint.
Feud with fakes & wear Punky Brewster capes
Made outta blankets & embroidered towels
Y'all still need to void your bowels
Get with the times and avoid the vowels.
Just imagine the freedom boys allowed.
But y'all looking like oysters now.
So let's get it cracking Stephen Hawking.
Or play it down because I know you need an option.
I been busting walls down, they need some caulking

[ACTIVATE SELF]

My Cinderella danced barefoot
over broken glass
As Humpty Dumpty seeped eggnog
from his opened head,
while the frog turned prince was asleep
When he croaked in bed
I hope, he at least, found peace
with his troubled past.
"... see, there's a Beauty in the Beast,
he just needs a bath",
Said the Big Bad Wolf
to his ethics class.
Look
Hook sent a message in a bottle
that I never read
and now it's lost, boy
.. ala Peter Pan.
Yo, I'm a snobbish alcoholic
I like my mascoto red
and huffing oxygen
is carci°no°genic
when you're Aquaman
Nah ...
I'm really just a comic
that forgot to laugh
and that's a lazy entendre
for my fans and Stans.
GOTdamn, man,
I think I need a Hand
and a standing ovation
for my favorite band.
Saw John Snow getting toasty
in the South of France
while I stood upon the Mountain top
and surveyed the land.
It's crazy, fam ...
How everyone's a critic of my dope,
guess I'm Breaking Bad ...
I'm so HBO when I post,
-- that's no basic plan ...
I let the draco blow
like sopranos
at tomato stands
Marlon Brando with a 'fro
and a Native tan
"I sent a Wire to ya folks
... it's like 80 grand
and told Proposition Joe
what he didn't know
about the Method Man"
I roll with Marlo smokin Marlboros
in an ambulance
and keep a bando full of bones
for the voodoo jam!
... my hoodoo can ...
make u Hoola hoop through
A ring of fire in the Zulu sands
An ancient empire that is too adavanced
For modern-day humans
and their stupid Klans
"Excuse me, Pam.
I think I use to be your lover
in another life
and Brutha Man was the husband
of your blood cousin's wife"
So fuck yo baggage
I got luggage
and my shit is twice
the life time supply
they allowed on flights
I lug this ball and chain
like a symbol of my pride
a simple sigil
meant to visualize
I ain't livin' right!

... and so I type.

[Mr. J]

The concepts stumble in with a glass of kool aid.
work hard, tool raise while I continue to move weight.
Weirdo with grin walking round with some toothpaste
what do you say? off the top with the toupee.
you where poop lay, plastic bag in the amusement park.
you can find me where you usually arent.
this is where you & me part, the views Im beyond.
the tombs of the lost that lurk with the rude remarks
who knew what route we on? squeeze my juices on.
this is how you respond, spread joy & bring through the ganj
sing like the rooster...dawg, whom am I?
kung fu in the kumite. is this what they usually say?
you can hoot hoot away, owl show you some shit.
more kicks than a drum kit, mosh pit jump in...
the more I ponder, the more you gon see duck shit.
hoes posing with duck lips, who else you know that does this?
better than what is but holding the sack like Saint Nick
too fat so I break bricks send em down like take this...
celebrate a white christmas with this himalyan mix.
if they nose gon drip over these lines its how I say it.
I forgot where I was going to end this now, aint that some shit?
sitting in the bathroom with 2 squares of toilet paper.
sorry I had to spoil it this way dear...

[Darker Ego]

Once again am here back on the trend
Freeze your whole system with the rap that I send
These rappers invade so I got to contend
In this stage I am not your friend
Blaze you with flames and that is your end
The lirics I creat cause your back to bend
Make you stoop the lowest you can
Imediately intrude and possess a man
So good you are probably obsessed with the clan
Always alone and totally object to your plan
You can't do it like this
I come through the abyss
Eventhough they are doomed they persist
So I am the dude who assist
Directing the masses in a skillfull way
Even all the bosses and putifull astray
After facing this they are diminished in a Tray
Sparked and then smoked like some cigarettes
Shots so letal they are destroying the sillouette

[Mr. J]

Suckers are feeling wet, not knowing who they dealing with.
see that banana clip? you dont want me to start peeling it.
Im too broad for structure, you too broad so.....fuck her.
an industrial sucker built off of nonsense and problematic wonder.
another reason to say that none of yall can compare to I.
optometrist theories that compete so well & cant share a mind.
metamorphosis concealed in a shell of ones former life.
get exposed & prosper, get exposed & pop ya.
how are you gonna deal with this exposure partna?
the duel wielding, that leaves it all to the conscious type
like imagine how we continue in this obnoxious lie.
the toxic type that suck the fun out of every room
anywho. Im the one who holds clout in every tomb.
leaving you dancing with that blink just like betty boop
you suckers will get sauced quicker than spaghetti soup

[Lyriscologist]

yooo, I’m anthony hopkins as Doc Lector..
adding brains to my sausage’ll make it a LOT Better ;)
bitch! I’m not the Rock Wrestler, I got an atomic Bomb Temper,
knock out every last one of your Squad Members
and go from an entertainment battle to a real fight like Brock Lesnar..
shit, I’ll tag up ya whole block in Block Letters,
plus I..
Have Sacs of Anthrax I’ll be...
sending ya whole Block Letters!!
so Who you Kiddin??
I been a lil screwy since the first School I Been In,
Stewey Griffin,
couple screws loose like I dont know how to Use a Phillips,
Screw you Bitches!
I have a Boob Addiction :) so,
chicks with flat chests are Useless Women..
if they dont clean the living Room and Kitchen
then they better get Used to Hittin!
I swing a mean left.. got a nice right..
thats a Euphemism, so, Do the Dishes!
look, you’ll get bodied if you cross me like a Crucifixion,
Im not trying to be christ-like, I want that Judas Image!
so.. Screw Religion!

[Darker Ego]

Do the dishes? Nah I rather fuck the rudest bitches
Sacrifice the chosen and throw them in putrid ditches
Wasn`t always like this I was doomed by witches
Now I cast spells and leave these fool in twiches
Lets share a few of the riches we got from the hunt
You can get a shot from the pump
For performing like an average chump
Dragged in chains and stashed in lanes
Suffering the grandest pains in the savage games
I flow like slashing veins and impact like two crashing trains
Leave you laid out and scattered in remains
Am Roth child every thought wild none hot you all mild
Exterminate everyone on the tournament
Wear their decapitated heads like ournament
Drown you face first into bottomless pits
The master of hits slaughtering pricks
With the magic touch have you shattered to bits
A prisoner of faith conduct any mission in a state
I treat the competition like bait
Its how I medicate treat you harsh sometimes delicate
In this time meditate and search the soul
Your thought are blacker than scorched coal
Daddy told me not to trust the foul
Above the fowl the dove and owl
Whispering today the natures message
Nothing can save you when the blade berate appendage
Like a judge am here to state your sentence
The case is endless

[Mr. J]

Wear a cape, tear away your arm hair & fearless face
call ya mom about where to stay, down at the old sheriffs cage.
bring a bear a grape, a pair of shakes, writers & the weirdest names.
share the stage to the point the stage begins to tear away.
wherever their merit lays is apparently in their apparent rage.
more stairs to gain, more steps to gather, more reason to share this place.
more like Cher this place with their ass hanging out, embarrassed, gay.
I doubt it is an outlet to complain about ones outfit.
at least before you douse it in gasoline & leave the ground lit.
paint a picture, frame it, laminate it, and then ask the nameless.
does this look crooked, I took it from a group of half assed assailants
dang it, darn it, damn it, Im harmless Im fameless, Im armless.
Im pardoned, I burped, I farted, I just turned off the Departed.
puffing on Gods Gift while digging through the back of my subconscious.
deliberating all this, anonymous phone calls straight from the garden.
pick apart friends & make wish to escape their studio apartments.
Im waterlogging over those who are waterdogging...
or am I waterdogging while everyone experiences waterlogging
a wad of propping rolled up into a lot of talking.
a plot to walk in, or a crypt with the thought that Gods in.
something something, I see someone at the bottom of the page....watching

[Lyriscologist]

just Stop the Talk Guys..
cuz your, Stocks and Bonds wont Stock to Top Price..
your broke! bitch! now Watch a God Rise from Atomic Bomb Skies
an demolish any blockage while being lost in my Conscious Thought Mind!
(btw.. your mommas, Got some Crossed Eyes once she Saw my Cock Size..
I was On the Clock, an almost Lost my Job from her Slobbin On Mine... :/ )
but you.. Pop the Glock Nine..?? please... my Squad and Block's Live they'll,
Molotov your Pop's Ride.. lol its like gta streets, where.. Lots of Cops Die! lol
haha, leave you with the kinda problems that'll make Doctor Oz Cry!
Duck Down! ..I keep the Gloves Out like I Caught a Pop Fly,
spit it tight!
the way i finish lines is like Boston Bomb Times! boooom.. !
so look....
pick your Squad to Box Mine and I'll Drop your Top Five,
and please..! no wannabe Poppa Doc, Nas or Pac Rhymes!
i gotta team of animals! going star Fox at Mach Five!
shit..! i gotta gang of gremlins like I Watered Mogwai's!
you are... NOT the Top Guys lol

[Mr. J]

If management had a minute they would ask this shit.
who is that kid? hes a rabbit out of a hat he just sat in it.
thought it was magic the way reproduction had to get.
needed a laminate of the schedule to see the span of this.
you got an inanimate love affair when you only get lap top.
only x you had was for the ad box, chill boy take the caps off
tell me how you loading your Mac huhh..well thats odd.
a flow you can jack off, you aint in my circumference, camelot.
got a hoe who a cam a lot, & love it when it come to back shots
homey shoot off at the mouth, send back shots, you had thought?
you had thought? nah....couldnt have had that thought..

homey this is a science that could leave you blinded.
reliving early records by samples that mix in the silence.
modern day appliance, the microwave ends timing...
beep, beep, beep, the rotation is complete, next assignment.
rearrange these vibrant colored patterns for alignment.
the ratio of it providing something worthwhile is quite lit.
a time capsule that times split, the memory of today & tomorrow.
who can praise the sorrow as soon as this base is swallowed.
you drank & swallowed so celebrate the futures fragrant bottle.
have another mixture of misguided conquest into convents.
the storm & the calmness, the orange in your moms breasts.
the growth that formed into broadness, play along or God bless.
because nun of ya philosophies can cause one to say probably.
you a pina colada peep, an apology, the one quoted in apostrophes
im an anomaly wrapped in a lot of beans, some sauce & cheese.
swimming the loch ness seas beneath the lake of forgotten dreams
you make people fall asleep split in half over where box will be.
you have ostrich feet that prevent you from being a prosthetic piece.
its quite impressive, I get it, you want to play big bird across the street.
woopty doo & all that, suckers would probably turn into fruity loop during combat.
send them back, they aint serial killers, they cereal killers.
& need some lucky charms, get at em early like fuck these bars
now where is that stereo filler while their casket bumps in park

[Lyriscologist]

^ haha nice dude..

yo.. check the Analytics, I, Pass the Limits in any Rap Olympics,
cuz ive had enough of these Wacky, Rigid, Rapping Gimmicks..
Advance the Mission of the Ass im Kickin,
cuz I've made more Kats Submissive than Masochostics!
bitch, Thats the Business..!
I send this work out.. anytime of the day, that's.. Planet Fitness..
so, call me the land-lord. run you out your house, thats.. Mass Eviction..
you'll.. worship my words, put you on the Path to Living through the Craft I'm Scriptin,
whether your a Catholic, Christian or Pacifist that Lacks Religion,
you'll still
....Ask Forgiveness..!
I’m Conquering Men!
the I’m On to Defend who’s Constantly Testing Me,
I’m.. known for moving thoughts around.. Call it Telepathy,
start.. Cocking my Pen and Dislodging the Energy,
cuz I’mma run through your thoughts,
we’ll say I’m.....
Jogging your Memory!
you Stepped to Jay!?
well.. ya Best to Pray I’m NOT Beasting,
Respect the Greats or Test your Fate when God’s Speakin!
if these.. Vets are Lame.....
I’ll give um Extra Days like Long Weekends,
your Tetris Played...
our Geometric Shapes are NOT Even!
..Stop Breathing, its obvious you’d take a Loss from Me,
cuz I Bust a Verse that stays Above your Verse like ‘Apostrophes’
all you... Hos Receive a Beaten.. Punched by this Monsters Speech,
our sides aint Close to Being Even..so...
Fuk an Isosceles!
eezee

[Lyriscologist]

fuk it,
grab the Pad an Pen and craft a Savage Sentence..
I'm Back Again!!
Half you Men couldn't Match my Presence!
so I Have to Mention..
the way I get on your nerves you need to grab a stash of Gabapentin
now.. Thats a Lesson!
yoyo, when my head gets trapped in a Rapping Session..
That's Detention..!
it’s like I'm stuck doing math in my Past Reflecting,
on how to advance to the Paths Ascension..
but I wanna..
Bash my Head In everytime I see the Kats who's Next in this Rap Profession cuz it..
Lacks Progression!
I wish I could Slash their Necks, take their Cash and Checks or at least just,
Snatch a Necklace.. since they.. Acting Wreckless!
who wanna Throw Hands!!? No Man has passed my Norad Defenses,
its like those DBZ blasting Hand Deflections,
I Slap! (zing!) it's Reflected,
then travels half the land then BLAAAM....!!
....half the planet's Map's Affected!
shit! we can swing! over the net.. I dont really Act a Menace
but i got twin ratchets holding rackets and they don't,
Practice Tennis!
I'll have ya catching bullets like a green bay Pack Reception with no..
Pass Protection! and no...
Madden Legends!!
look..
you Lames cant Hang wit Your Raps, so..
Embrace my Blatant War Path..
cuz if I’m just a troll.. then my...
Game can Make a War Craft! lets gooo!

[KennyCerealBowl]

Shut the fuck up all your shit is predictable
in a pinnacle of my own I heard your mix man that was pitiful
stop the resistance you're average listen is a minute you homo
you watch niggas run in slo-mo type to take a dick for yolo's
I'm a young fucker with gold, fresh from head to the toe
Trying to make the most making moves on my lone,
got kicked out in the cold at 17 i was grown.
A hard demeanor i had to show because that wasn't my home
and so the story goes ,a new soul with a dream.
hard work and achieve i'm up embracing the heat
You probably was often asleep, waking up for beating your meat.
you seem lost in your scheme,
u aint no author you weak,

[Lyriscologist]

meh..
look..
if your Spitting some Nonsense, I'll, Finish your Process,
one slit from the blade'll have you Slip from your Conscious,
I'll Sit and I'll Watch as you Drip like a Faucet,
go Into your Pockets then put you.. Into the Coffin..
my Finger is Locked on the Missiles and Rockets,
Positioned for Congress,
planting Visceral Bombs in the Political Office
an BOOOM!!..l
....Mission Accomplished!!
fuk these Bitches thats Blogging, who Wish for a Promise,
posting Pictures and Topics to Fish for the Comments..
(I.... Figure they've Lost It... )
I dont believe in the words that were Written by Prophets,
cuz what Religion is Honest when theyre Strictly for Profits..?
why speak to a "god" when he Isn't Responding,
I believe in the physics that my Vision can Polish..
(so that other... Shit gets Abolished..)

[Mr. J]

this dapper don could start clapping on you like...great job son.
your rapid thought is a mask a rod, sorry. a masquerade but a welcome one.
where the hell they fell in from? I carry the cross thats my only sin.
never hear that voice again at least until these meds start kicking in.
my joy is a concept that became the wish of a marksmen with no gun.
an earth with no sun, the unforgiven shall perish in an apartment with ol junk.
send a postcard to the kid reading this & who still has aspirations...
pass the bacon & send a letter to the United nations I got a passport waiting.
got milkduds in the pocket, a few tictacs left on my garment, Im set.
we dont have much time left but that doesnt mean that Im stressed.
forget the lunch on the plane they need to step up their cheffing boy.
this aint rap, Im just texting boy, you need another lesson...?
boy, this trip could go on for days but I dont need anymore sponsorship.
why play it easy like I couldnt get another accomplishment

[KennyCerealBowl]

Listen bruh, you ain't got no skills
You don't know where you heading you minus would be road kill, words from the truth itlll make your bones chill, hold still
You old hillbillies aint from around here.
So don't be trying to give me a pound when you see me,
I'll shut you down no peace see when that mac crashes
Through your window I'm xP little fucks given to my enemies

[Mr. J]

who is it when I no longer remember them.
the smell is the reincarnation of peppermint
I know that I have not had a better sense...
been better since others were praised in remembrance.
champagne bottle echo & girlies say hello.
if bananas are yellow than I drive like Carmelo
dunking on these hoes cause thats how I say HELLO
mocha latte iced over vodka homey.
I aint fucking round Id let a female Chewbacca blow me.
RRRRRGGHHHH get you ass on with that nonsense.
my name echo, while you stoop kid in the projects.
got a stalker who treat me like eye candy.
you want a shot at this better keep your 9s handy
think you might have me in a stalemate brah?
these rhymes the reason you stay up late huh?
Juvenile all up in your face Ha! Weapon on ya waist ha!
you listening to Ma$e huh? The Oracle met the same fate Ha!
I should cut to the chase huh? I forgot which way now...
hold up....

[KennyCerealBowl]

What is this food on my plate?
all these young dudes out here hollering my name for godsakes
You want a challenge? but you can't even make the weight
Do me a favor and turn face the other way,
before I sever you're neck the opposite place,
been trying to stay in a positive state , like a gambler on lottery day
but you honestly gay , guys practice archery all over your face

[Mr. J]

hooligans at the doorstep, put flame to your temporary home
the joke is on you here & comes off as a legendary roast.
incendiary flow, I surpass the whim like it was an accident.
shit on shoe without the laxative, thats the kick with passiveness.

[Mr. J]

Edge of sanity mixed into the atmosphere..
some odd concoction that you had to hear.
pen hand impaired & having issues to repair.
minuscule comparison, what is you a parrot?
did you just share an over-exaggerated contraire mon frere...
a hypocrisy I declare, this will only end in despair
Im holding dis pear while this spear is thrown at his ear.
notice the error? how does it go with this here?
if your focus is clear than mine is as transparent as air
isnt it apparent Im here, isnt it apparent that Im there?
climb that mountain & try to peak as to where...
I reign supreme homeboy I spare oxygen on ya...
better catch your breath before I start boxing ya heart.
gotta drag o boy out of that transition to grow up.
got the heater to your titties like put it down boy, this a hold up.
you the type to always get physical...gross.
based on your accent this must be where the idiots grow.
better giddyup ho before these shots hit like the cheapest vodka
suckers get upset even though none of their beef is proper.
gotta unleash the marakas, dance like I had the marakas.
holy crap, ay caramba, look at these tortilla chips with the salsa
& look at the stupid shit who read this to the end.
Im kidding buddy, dont act like that this is just pretend

[Lyriscologist]

ayo.. here's a Lesson Graded from a Legend, Ancient, Educated Mental Patient!
Test my Patience!
..to Step to Jay..
have Weapons Aiming and Seving Waiting Detective Agents!
..you'll Bend and Pray for Heaven's Gates, when my smith and Wesson's Blazing..
one shot'll make your Chest Deflate and have ya Hyper Ventilating..!
Gggea!
check the Rhymes I'm Steady Making, press Rewind to Catch the Statements,
Try to Test with Lines and Text and Find your DeTh is Waiting..
look Inside a Mind that's Fresh Today but Fried from Cess and Baking..
I'm not, Surprised these Guys'll Step to Jay then Rise their Elevation..
look, my Hydro's Stashed til I Puff It, then, Spiral Backwards an Plummet,
gotta Mind Froze Ice Cold like Cryopathic Combustion..
Time Shows Actual Judgement.. ..I'm No Man that you'd Fuk With!
cuz the Facts are Known I'll Crack your Bones like Chiropractic Adjustments!
EEZEE!

[Mr. J]

Stand back & watch how all of these bodies pile up.
See what my style does to the women when Im riding up.
looking high as fuck but still styling with haters behind us.
undercover eyeing us knowing thats when the fire comes.
best friends wired up tryna crack through the G code.
better tell your amigos we packing up here on the East coast.
better tell these jokes they aint trying us whenever we roll.
put money on them snake eyes, make bank off these hoes.
told you thats how we roll. gotta name to make ya heartbreak.
learning this the hard way, ya classics are beat thinking Kanye.
thinking what your job pay when you handing out sauce bae.
act up and the shots spray making it look like an off day.
no matter what the job pays, bury competition under telltale
let that beat tell tales, the flow so sick I can make a shell sail.
call me cool J, hand you the L L & pray that homey felt well.
give em that Moby Dick & ask them again if they felt whale.
better off in the NFL with these overflated simulations.
debated invitations with mixed arrangements, amidst the anguish
the pissed & dangerous that sit and stare at lyrics trying to get the language...
I sit in vacant tiers while shedding vagrant tears over a stainless...
bottomless can that could change into a positive chance.
but like all else I lost the advance & took it back to awesome plans
ostrich lands & doctorate hands upon where the martians land.
get behind the car, sorry I had to exhaust ya chance to pass...

[Mr. J]

metaphors for metaphysics, I depressed the kittens
a set of twins on a set of twins, 4 score, President Clinton.
this is a smores bar left out in the open.
look at the pathetic imaging cloaking.
how odd. odd I say when I bring forth a rhyme
portapotty, portabello, on the fourth of july.
hit this like the candle at the end of a boom stick
who else you know who dos this like i dos it.
you thinking dosage, or 2 in spanish Im thinking due...
got the wire boys walking & slinking through.
watch me drink a brew, inhale the distinguished stew.
water & see what may flower like englishman do.

[Darker Ego]

Hey Am above the rest crushing heads when busting lead
Wanted to reply to your challenge butthey closed the tread
I roast this lame exploding flames leave em with a broken frame
We can give you dynamite for a Mic you would earn the name
Fuck your game you are no match for the murderous battlist
You are no masochist more like a passifist, A cancerous catalyst
causing no effects like Throwing punches with a shattered wrist
Not the meaning of what an artist is, You can`t beat a style like this
Lets see you pick up the mic when I fracture ya fist in the darkest Abyss
Have you dragged through the piss like a ravenous beast
For trynna duplicate this marvelous piece you Lazarus tease
I slaughter emcees on this On a blasphemous spree
Have you burried under tons of hazardous ash and debri
Can`t you see? You are bound to loose like God is with me
You can`t follow my steps when A shatter ya knee
On the real G, Ma lyrics too prestigious I should charge you a free

[Mr. J]

Mic check, there isnt much time left.
aint much rhymes left after these blinds led.
get your time set before the alarm though.
leave you dropped holmes catch the combo.
catch the raw flow im painting with like picasso.
throwaway inspiration.
leave a whole squad persperating.
cry me a river.
phoenix, turned to ash during the winter
hop off the penis Im a winner.
and can fuck with flow to make you look bad
now its like your FB posts you dont want to look back
past present future, choose where youll get cooked at

[Darker Ego]

Cook you in Hell`s kitchen for all the text written
Leave you looking like a dead kitten with ya head missing
With punches that wreck buildings, Its death dealings
Am in the bank siphoning the new money like a true Tony
Also too bony to lift your weight shaky from all the hits you take
Let me and my bitch escape with the biggest loot
I run this like the quickest foot
Eating hearts like a piece of fruit
Do the shoot then Am out of this with the cleanest suit
Ha ha ha you never thought I would be the one
Keep it between us and don`t speak the plan
Am just a simple man with an invisible clan
We take it all and fly away to another location
To commence another mass invasion
The Nazi spy who made Anansi cry
By telling her the grandest lie
Fast and sly when A pass you by
Controlling the biggest machines
Realizing the most twisted of dreams
When its go time for the children on scene
We are all involved counting deep in the scheme
Countless ways of getting it all
Get up even when you steadily fall
The Devil himself Will be preparing a call
For the forgotten shadow
Where is the God I follow
Scarred and hallow sad and sorrow
The place where they all crawl tomarrow
Enough dope stashed to get your soul washed
The police tried to get ma throat gashed
Hands are now unable to move
While A stay on the groove
Am on the basement but there its your roof
Medusa on ma side ready to ride
Unleash the rebel inside pinching ma dome
I lock you up with Mafia bitches at home
Get all the pleasures you desire
Burn the page with a lecture in fire
All never retire and forever conspire with a soul on the wire
You quick to flip like pancakes when you heard Ama writer
That Will off your lights with a verse that is tighter
Am known to plot more webs on the world than a Spider
Let them choose the flow that is tighter
Assme UN cheque toy list Key ero pisto

[Mr. J]

Miracle worker, uncover the earth at it's curvature.
Listening to the overture while joking about these amateurs
Spark flame on worthier & said fuck their furniture.
Get 5 fingers to the face, let their pride linger with the taste.
Turn their dinners to debates wherever the simpler are placed.
Downsized and forgotten, get outside of your apartment.
You ain't about life you a target, too proud like the departed.
Get strung along the plotline, falling quick from the gallows
Praising Talos at the skies rim...lights out and no candles
See how the diversion handles and leaves them hanging out.
You should be banking now, or thank the clown...
Suckers mad because they don't have no pull in my absence.
Suffering from inflation, overflated values in their balance.
Better off closing all accounts and learning how to shape up.
There's a reason y'all don't make any sense, y'all gone bankrupt

[Mr. J]

I cant justify their faults, what if I called?
what if I changed it all by reigning on top.
take shit seriously or nah..
serendipity is a treat that is luckily flawed.
what you crushing me on? touching me on?
nothing at all, competition is a burnt bridge
compare that to the ears you heard with..
whatever your concern is consider it uncertain
pull back the curtain & reflect on the surface.
weird words written in cursive bout the undeserving...
hatred dwells deep, what do you make yourself see?
how you gon help me when you cant help yourself...
see...smoke and mirrors, what you supposed to hear.
you aint close or near, you aint getting quoted here.
too bad..

[Pharaohs Army]

Why do you look so sad in photographs?
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I guess dreams really do come true.
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[Exis]

You don't gotta be a battle rapper to kill with rhymes bitch
Diss away all you want you average faggot, as your still behind this
Get ahead or fuck off...tryna step in my shoes,
Clock up the mileage & distance that I've did
Then come & step with me dude...
Claimin' your veteran status unmatchable
Yet your sittin' right beside me, get off that so called pedestal fool.

[Kenny]

This is a direct message
i hate all of you peasants just pussy nigga that dont know'wheretheyhead in
You shrunk and manifested not even half the man sees nothing on his reflection
I say the truth only because I'm god destined
I'm here to enlighten all your bad intentions
Your stupid ass questions
Here I give you knowledge so don't go biting the hands that feed it

[Coup]

I salted her annually as we've grown together
...superficially fake.
Apart in faint grand finale fashion,
doing or dying.
Sinking or swimming.
In tonalities depth.
Tonality's lake.

Look in to her essence earnestly.
take attendance. notice a appendage.
bandage the offensive.
rear-end it, stay suspended.
constantly oust, strangle hold and upend it.

the few feed off the have nothings.
half stuffing your face, lying.
gold mining.
billions silvering their linings.
fine wine, lobster dinner dining.
no room for whining.
all on your around-the-clock blue-dollar.
collar around your neck.

[asylum]

bothered by the amount of impoverished in debt
holla at me, cold sweats in a holding cell when I slept
molded brain cells to dwell on memories I kept
ribs cracked, no medical check.
got my chest caved in payin someone elses debt
now i'm losin my mind steady chewin the rind
got game glued to my mind sittin at a stop sign
so far it aint turn green, just read the main plot.
my brains rotten and putrid concocting noxious solutions
dip yall in acid baths then have to laugh
this drastic graph just the lyrical version
I am real hip hop and a despicable person
fuck wit my crew? transcend to spiritual versions
it's intrinsic to understand these vivid visions are reality
that exist in each breath of the sickest demons in'tha galaxy
i'm mystically sedated by a glistening serrated edge
slicing deep inside my hand
kissing bone as it's whispering a sacred pledge
yall aint miss me but goddamn if i did either
knock ya off the top tier wida heat seakin meat clever
mean streaks deeper cuz these mean streets meaner
i just opened up my eyes..
i miss when dreams seemed realer.

[Exis]

I sense..
I distance readers,
If your not lookin' between the lines then you need some instinct feelers...
The difference between you & a guest?
No distinctive features...
Your just a reachin' bitch
Lookin' for a hand out,
Not givin' a fuck when your mans down almost deceased & shit...
Your a self centered obnoxious fuck,
An egocentric ass...
That's a backwards cunt on some Emo trekkin' path.

[asylum]

you're more bitch than the ammo guy from saving private ryan.
a bitter twitching journalist standing to the side in silence.
you must be clutching onto clips, cheeks shiny like a magazine.
deck hands often act like captains while they're suckling on Dramamine,
swimming with the sharks'll lead you straight to Davey Jones,
these kind of creatures tear apart all invaders of their home.

[Coup]

Bingo dinner shoes
Chinese Godfather dude
Sixteen candle. Sixteen deux

Flamingo rule by King Neptune

[Exis]

Lol @ Bingo dinner shoes...

[Exis]

I'll let a down under dingo finish you...
Leave bite marks in your daughters clothin'
& then get acquited for what you say you didn't do.

[Immolate]

i'm at wits end.
will this shit end?
i keep a glocki by my side like it's my best friend.
guess i been stressing
even tho got benjamins
i told that bitch to shoot me. i really miss them.
she really missed him.
glocki on my hip
i dont do percents
i just drank a fraction
im not new to this
really? get into this shit?
i just fucked his bitch
she said we got a kid
i just snuffed that bitch (plan b pills)
i'll bear the brunt of it
it's a grizzly scene
ill make a lunch of it

[asylum]

deaths so close I could pull it ,
like a rabbit out a hat or a gat out my shoe,
shanks comin out our wastebands in these wastelands,
quickdraws back as a practice in school.
one second closer to death. hold my eyes closed with a breath,
and go mouth to mouth with every sickest disease
spend a second with my demons n bleed from cuts that exist in your dreams
just drink til the screams go silent, into mist that recedes
rhyme schemes a gift, droppin freely in sequence
my station too frequented to fuck with..
i only pop so many pills so that my frequencies adjusted
you might see me.. but can't touch it
style spitten freely you can't fuck with
you might get kicked out the park, but that's not on my bucket list
everyone can join my party til my freedom's deemed "fucken with"

it aint asked in the form of questions
i suggest that you trust it
my minds a morbid station that your playlist cant fuck with
both eyes stay lids; dirty like vagrants takin cid on the pavement
drinkin thirty twos of perfect brew
it aint a secret .. I've chosen certain doom
content to drown myself in sorrow alone inside a room? true
out in a field or half naked passed out on a bench.. you said i fucked who?
straight pound liqour til what I write starts making sense
don't need no defense,
my minds contents could contain a vast mountain
form like water in your vestle.. streams given birth like a fountain
eaten so many just desserts .. it's like i cant count 'em
time after time im kicked to the curb n about it,
the only reason i ever come up is to get put down
sniffin K till i throw up n turn the world to a blurry crease my forked tongue plows.

it's like I keep my head up just to be the one curved
but there's a fine line between sidelines and just desserts
ima puff trees till i'm released from these bonds,
n drink til i'm pissin out creeks - stream these leaks all over your song
time after time i'm provin em wrong, keep movin along
I wish a dude who didn't like me would write it in song
I need a diss track! fuck that bitch pat, right?
act write like you in handcuffs n got smacked wit a mag light
hang in the cut so deep i stay up like stalagtite's
i try to meet em in the middle
try to see me? go a little harder dude.
i wrote the starter kit that started shit that started you
fools tryna make it rain, but if i could just explain.. it's hard to do
i mobbed deep thru perfect storm just to sharpen this game
i saw you walkin n thought id never need gas again
carry you out this hellish streets.. used to stares as i'm passin em
if there's only a few good people left i hope we're the last of em
too many stay cold in the middle of summer
i'm fitna warm the spot up with thought as real as it gets
drop truth so heavy.. when it's moved - after it's hit..
it's like the groove you left putting feet to cement
just a thought inside my mind,
i guess ill let you pass me by,
make an infamous imprint like an indigenous species
one day ill go extinct - til then, i'm bombin discreetly
droppin psalms like i'm preachin bout stars we'll be reachin
pass the bar when i'm speakin forget i popped one and double in secret
i'm troubled for reasons.
to many people only thug when they speak
didn't start it on purpose
i just been pluggin for weeks.
these struggling peeps comin so deep these bitches pissin 'emselves
natural streams turn to puddles and creeks.
i'll only warn you once, when i say ill go cold i aint frontin
bein obnoxious might land you on the block when you say suttin
watch your mouth when ya speak
don't fuck with killers and creeps
we stay awake when you sleep
knowledge might cut like a knife out the sickness,
in deed
ill cure your innermost weakness by enacted plots I've mystically seen
get it drawn out n surrounded by mist in a sleeve
i swear to God I aint crazy.. I'm just …
persistently me.

[Exis]

This bimbo nothingness is just a pain in the arse
All I do is continue raisin' the bar for y'all to limbo under it
Nigga's here get their anus done scarred
By every Netcees member that they've be led in2 fuckin' with
Should jet off on that menstrual like cycle,
Let's get them pedals to fuckin' spin & straight up exit our lives fool...

[Mr. J]

Why wreak havoc on these weak faggots.
All I see is average when you can't seize a pattern
Breathe my lavishness and receive the damages.
That heat they rambling is the creek I travel in.
Ninja Turtle. You can just sit, spin & twirl...
Catch a win or hurl ya stupid ass pen into a tilt a whirl.
That shit don't make sense...so it doesn't make dollars.

[Pharaohs Army]

green jellybeans.

[Mr. J]

Peep this jelly scheme, in ya gut, make ya belly scream
15, a smelly teen, swipe right on ya celly screen.
move motion, motion move, make the potion groove.
get the soap to use, I dont understand most of you.
the armament, a further lack of unknown common sense
a commoner, with a common pen, honor for no honorin
make a move, step left then let your ideals digest.
IRS tried pulling a quick one over the eyes of the blind
attach that iron lung as close to my iron side...
my hands are iron like, now I got stiff jeans...
now its time to go dance to Billie Jean

[Pharaohs Army]

Ponder. It's here. Something's inside us.
Moderate to severe ulcerative colitis.

[Mr. J]

leave it to the aforementioned
to act more freshman than the new kids.
stupid. blame congruence on inability to grow now thats a new twist!
actors that claim to go through it
with alcohol & a taste for shitty music.
swallow ya pride folks
then pay it forward then leave on a high note.
sanctity tainted while hanging naked like one of Michelangelo paintings
everything is basic
but amazement remains regardless if its the same thing.
whether you change it or not
the fact remains, its still the same thing.
unmotivated master throwing quills on the back of an ostrich
thoughts off topic, gas low with the E light on
8 ball corner pocket next to the pad I write on.
idiocy tends to get my sight wrong.
or is it being nonchalant with the price off
send out the next page with the email newsletter
forget sanity & pride, its time to see who is better

[Exis]

This fuck misdirects rap,
It's his callin' & this trick
Only gets guests to clap,
The rest are callin' you bitch kid
I'm scaldin' with spits,
Your hardly legit & withdrawin' from hits
I don't spar when I rip,
When I come weak it means your swallowin' piss
Netcees is followin' this
Yeah mods I'm up & about,
So watch what the fuck ducts from ones mouth
I gracefully bow,
While half of y'all bend over & start clutchin' the couch
Every statement I make is cremation,
Cats keep askin' favors from me like some fuckin' Harlem base head
You should be askin' to be put in your place
Which is last,
& back on the wait list
I knew you was a faggot first time you asked if bitches had faces
Your hardly Witty,
Your bars are shitty & that's been said already
You'd have more of a flow if you squirted thru your pregnant titties
Let's face it,
An alias just means you can get punk'd via faceless deception
& that makes you soft as the Pope's fuckin' wasted erections
Who needs safety protection?
Nigga toy guns don't spark,
You bitches are stuck on the net here like tons of that carp.

[Mr. J]

Wait till someone pulls ya card
you fools know who you are.
hid behind the scenes wishin ya rhymes was mean.
go head...read the lines between.
faggot, ya shots wouldnt hit straight with a infrared beam.
toss dollars at the stripper.
you do anything just to get with her.
dollar menu dinners in the middle of winter.
every punch I land will turn you to Gilligan skipper.
take aim at whoever want it
better pay your cut or catch the audit.
like we worried about change tbh.
flip any style you like for teh lulz
rip any style you like....
cross ya heart hope to die.
bored again...on to the next style

[Exis]

Ayo,

Try & stay on my level while I meddle with veteran's G
Y'all couldn't find anythin' ill with the help of a medical team
Even my seminal stream seems to be trapped in your jaw
Man I hope your gift of gab is better then you wrappin' a job
'Cause it happens a lot,
You forgot that it's chemicals that I eat kid
With genitals in each fist your about as credible as 50's fuckin' beef is
My rhetoric's directed,
Who said we'd learn best to battle you?
Not to tattle but I don't rattle herbs that are dressed as rappers dude
We all fuckin' laugh @ you,
In fact y'all know what a bigot is?
All of our heads put together would never be as big as his.

[Immolate]

cool stuff guys keep it up

[Mr. J]

Compare this muddy shoe to the bloody boot.
the things I kick would leave you & your buddy blue.
their faces is what you would compare putty too.
green with envy now compare em to Gumby too.
rang in the new year with absence upon most minds.
watch the road wind leaving tracks on the hold line.
you are caller 7, hold for a second, gone the whole time.
leave a message after the beep, we will call on our own time.
despicable, predictable outcome when need is necessary
soon youll both be ready to up & see the cemetery.
leave a note near each body to read when they ready.
its dawn now, hands washed with my clothing washed out.
the moment is gone now but the story continues.
you can feel the anxiety & build of worry in you.
nah, the idea is ridiculous & the motive is slightly off.
in fact the whole idea just might be gone?
either way I dream of better times for those that follow
the flows that follow, hints & fun shit that arose in a bottle.
swallow 12 capsules & split each one between each grin
they havent seen him since the idea of 3D prints.
now I just been blue like the Will Smith genie since.
forgot I was still rhyming...gotta go

[Exis]

Ayo...

After researchin',
I could say your wack in the worst way
But all I see is - This was a nice bar but Ex,
You do know that that shit's played
& you stutterin' mutherfuckers wonder why you don't sit up in first place
You could probably lose the use of your brain & not fuckin' focus
Chokin' hopeless & I bet,
No one even noticed
These so called veterans crossed me,
Check it - Bitches stepped to the boss
They haven't passed a battle but mastered the art of acceptin' a loss
Dudes if you were any stupider you'd be in the darkness & lost
Always wearin' your bike helmets & gettin' the best parkin' spots
Kids tryna be gangsta,
All dope & poppin'
You tricks thought rockin' time meant goin' for coffee
These dicks will wear it,
My disses of sick merits
You ain't kickin' no more nigga's like minutes after a miscarriage.

[Mr. J]

tell the bartender keep filling my glass
no point in concealing my stance.
the way that I am feeling is grand.
I remember the blood filling each strand
the face of horror is still in my mind.
wondering how others are dealing with life.
if you saw what I saw...
how would be able to see the end of the night
the start of a new day pretending its nice.
all these moments that are kept inside.
are just dusted memories getting swept aside.
who am I to object to life.
but that doesnt change what I see in death

[Exis]

Ayo,

Poisoned lives all gassed up,
Feelin' free to throttle throats
No stoppage for this shit,
I drown myself in bottles that hit quick & then swallow boats
So temptin' that outta all of the sins I'm the only one worth endin'...?
Earth blendin',
Send life in2 a frenzy...
Cure envious sloths enjoyment
Pride for prejudice?
Make an appointment...
I've already found your poison
Self esteem has felt it's genes,
Full of date stoppers & weight watchers
I'll break profit,
Make stoppin' of all heart harvest & see who embarks farthest
Welcome to the picnic,
Filled with a bunch of Pyknic midgets
Sip on the villain bitch,
Your self conscious without a conscience
& ripped from the skillets slashed on some nonsense shit is not what the feelin' is
Reality is beyond my thinkin',
Above one's head is a God like bein'
That I don't believe in fully...
& yet I'm always tryna continually fuckin' see this pussy.

[Mr. J]

Armed to the teeth, pardon the speech.
the flow I contain parted the seas.
searching for another garden to eat.
stuck in the middle of war with the weak.
vacate the premises, en garde...
technique of excalibur, swing sword
better call a manager to bring forth.
found the talentless that yall sing for.
a dingbat with a slingshot springs forward.
battle with Goliath protect the village
giants fall grounds shake promoting spillage.
consider them dammed, a cup to fill with...
tears in a bucket, years of fuck it.
jibber jabber battle rappers & fears of nothing.
motivated by bitter rabble spit so clear of substance.
most forgot what the pen does.
look how many fucks he done sent up.
the uselessness of the masked man
extended his arm greeting with a backhand
now he dance using jazz hands.
thats the tip of the ice berg sonny
out early for time served dummy.
why bother this is light work for me...

[Mr. J]

forget the yolks give em that egg white
Im baked on greens, syrup got my head right
deer in the headlights over a fresh slice.
toasted & buttered up until the next life.
my strength like caffeinated cinnamon spice
get your bare minimums right, get em tight
flow with the lemon tide where I swim is nice
line em up, get em tired, real persistent liars
hooked in the lines, where they twist in wires
puppets served quickly unless given fire
you roll when you see weed so if this is right
then idk what else to say.
I just served breakfast in a senseless way

[Wise Wiggles]

The embers blaze
If i were to send it, i'd get sent away
I write wet, penning lakes
with venom traces, and dive depths
You can't record. Shoot, planet: bored
Feels are threatened
Reconnection to the phantom port
All ants to corpse, enchanted forest
Camera forcefed.the branches mourn us
My vibes dampen your nest
Smokes follows me around the fire of her camping fortress
Once they've been crowned a liar
You can't ignore it. Just stands like BLAM, enormous
Fan the horse shit, it doesn't change it
Stay getting abandoned by those you think you can run away with
Fuck today, bitch
4:20
Puff n blaze shit
Fluxuation
Consciousness
Always on the cusp of raising
Remember try to not to sabotage
Everything drops and breaks when you try to grab it all

[Mr. J]

serve it raw for the taste test
filet these fish & lay em adjacent
left for the wetting, rice rains quick
you allergic then just lay sick
most folks favor the vegetation
brains knocked with sense, hey kid
listen
clap your hands to make aware the pigeons
scatter friends, there is an infringement
leaving the living in an odd position
imagine the things I could garner with them
forgotten prisms wrapped in lost wisdom
Gods children playing with what Gods given
gifted & Gods vision, take a whiff of what Gods sippin
persuade odd mischief & associate God with it
cause you aint got bitches
plus you aint got vision
roll spectacular with the vernacular.
back-flip over amateurs
votes for me are unanimous
pen nicknamed Excalibur
roll weed in tinctures from Africa
take a trip down the rabbit hole
where the white kids speak spanish holmes
& the dark skin roam the catacombs
scooby snacks & a magic poem
what a melon daphne we cant elope
pack rat back at home with rapture flows
acid spit with a armadillo shell
got you holding back tears biting pillows well
rubbing off nice knowing the brillo helps
overtaken like when Bilbo fell.
go to sleep kids, Elmo tales...

[brokenhal0]

Opposite the roundabout defected prime formula
regenerate secret sciences laced the transformable

the light resides inside the eyes of neighboring suns
flagrant runs traveling spirits forsaken at once for fun he

rebuilds his rose from outside within unfolding vortex
pin point the spin eyes wide like they took a hit of stims

Pull the brakes and run painted gloves sacred love pressure pump
hydrogen explodes change the mode talent in a cloud of smoke

improbable lifetime my life lines are fucking distant answer this
million dollars for ya wisdom monitors dance before the system

Duplicate Its landscapes the enemy's fake your thoughts arrive late
how much energy it takes bright capitalist gemstones and white abacus

Offending baby momma's and all the slight averages
winged journalist i write pacifist mimic your motive masochist

The branded circuitry best buy with the urgency wise chip
owls with the fly shit head turn im listening throughout the sail

Vicious electrons fry kids behind the veil above the fictional peasant
ascending background blends in this dimension building direction

The lecture charged get sent back to the land of nod
feel the stars get left beaten with a can of lard

buried in the sod silhouettes in the fog killing god
he's was never really there at all shadows on the wall
standing tall

daft punk who would of dare thunk the square cut flares your ears up
batman fears thus first degree with the clear pus message behind a postcard

impossible curses don't really go far ...

[Adverse]

You ain't Alex Tribec and this ain't Jeopardy
So don't ever fucking question my expertise
I wrap my hands around the mics neck and squeeze, it'll never breathe
Named my sword Will Smith, the blades edge will give you six degrees
Of separation, put your body parts on a stake and build an effigy
I'm a belligerent, hedonistic sex fiend..
Who never asks bitches nicely to "undress please"
Tearing clothes off these bitches like they wearing Luka's jersey
Every time i chef up some bars they're hot think I'm cooking Curry
I could go on forever man but what's the hurry?
I am immortal, the wear of age could never hurt me

[Coup]

sleeping. not really. really just speaking.
yes, a mental riot seeking.
apple-candy dandruff house keeping.
thinking.
what was spoken is like a chucky cheese token.
redeem for a lesser prize currently broken.
seamstress sally hozen.
ok good night, Mr. J, are you dozing?

[Johnny 6 feet]

Under packed earth, is that the question you're posing?
Reversing that birth, if the blessing is potent
I shamble like the walking dead, an endless talking dead
With quoteables and postables a psycho stalker read
I got topics from tropics, apocalypse and weed
A contrary combination, fertiliser quips for seeds
Clean the rust off, the dirt out, the revolution
Continues from 20 years ago on RB.com

[Coup]

Thread starter here. Shout out to Mr. J. In this thread he is the GOAT; his technique unmatched. Tribute to him: so tight and communicative.

//

The Soviet child; Son of a lesser god:

Psychobabble in an apple.
Apple: DNA unravels - here it rattles

Power Lord!

On high in the hour. Battle fourth!

Let me on high, Lord!

In bagfulls'; if not, then by capsules (of course)

My big stratagem, In the world Lord,
Seeks out, brings in: the palpable, the coarse

Picked apples. The masculine with apes, and damsels

The LIGHT. Set my eyes on high, Lord!

Channel, channel.

Channel number five. Animal. Animals.
They' all singing live.

Thesis, thesis. In between the species

In the time of Jesus. In the name of
Love against telekinesis .

In half the hour, Jesus

Falls. Falls. Water falls.

Channel, channel. Channel alive.

Animals. Animal.

Animal telekinesis dies

[Exis]

Dragon much? So repetitive slut
Animal this, animal that
How's about be a cannible bitch
Might get fed better...if you switched you're style up & from anus you trick.

[Mr. J]

Ridicule hangs off the lips of the lost
Money talks and this is a different cost
Same old kicks with different socks
Dipped in Lacoste, from a distant plot
Humble pie dropped into the mixing pot
Significance is the missed facade
I bake in the sun, raise the stakes and I'm done
The rats have been waiting for the crumbs
How much gluttony does it take to succumb?
The game played but at the expense of breaking a thumb
Look at the time it took awaiting the one.
It's all wrong now, he is adjacent to none
Continue breaking it up, these dreams I'm awaking you from
Mere throwaways, lost from the craziest one
Which is I, bullets fall as they finish kissing the sky
Mark the day of engagement, witness the lies
Dearly beloved ... The one that I covet.
No one has did it like I does it
Slipping in the substance...
Mask on basking in cucumbers
Refreshing...

[Exis]

It's flippin' cash, green dead presidents it seems
Is prevelant to teens & men, this devilish scheme
Wipes evidence clean from the scenes of the crime
'Cause clout keeps the seconds tick present in time
Instead of 25 to life, steels bars & a wife
With a dick it gets sicker than acropobics @ heights
But we'll mutter some lies right, to discover the lime light
'Cause you know that the green shines & defines all the live types
So we find they type tight & buddy their ego
Then tighten the scope,
But before the heat blows we beat hoes,
"Keep close we can wild in a minute, 'til will find their depots just be silent my nigga"
"Look for cash, hash & where they keep coke?"
A wolf in street clothin' steady mutterin' trust
Actin' corrected when checked but always coverin' up
The plan to leave this man up under the dust
Anythin' for a franklin, it's the hustler's lust.

[Mr. J]

From the basement to the new apartment
I found a harlot dreaming of being a starlet
Who left clues she'd peruse each department
Spend change to change how she hardened
From a softened outspoken disciple...
Beg your pardon she'd utter under an eyeful
Of tears that kept her so spiteful
She's changed now, grown into her stature
5'2 slender enough to skip a knife through.
Yet thick enough to earn your trust to spite you
Left you lustful, heartbroken what a yutz you've become
What's the point of proving you could love?
If you're going to wallow and despair in all that you've done
It's the same story....one that you'll never give up

[Mr. J]

Swing from the same vine watching dateline
Interview with the vampire during the daytime
High fives to the losers, too slow for the winner
Hot pot is slow roasting with tomorrow's dinner
Rearrange the outcome and praise the facts
Erase the answers lets rerun the stage & act...
Today is going well and the idea fell through
The patient is recovering with acceptable health too.
Memories recover and the need for praise is kept
The ground was paved where you made your step
No patience left, just a need to claim progress
Savory tastes of victory and an abrasive lip
Doesn't matter the fault or the cases tipped
Took too long to remember what amazing is
It's in the eye of the beholder, cry on the shoulder
Sisyphus climbing with his foot tied to a boulder
Without a single regret, they thought the climbing was over.
It's just begun...better hide behind ya consolers

[dead man]

kappa delta gamma grammar
one bad mamma jamma, oaktree noose swing alabama
seldom masters. mostly monster
the world we see around us is so demonstrative
modus operative: the code of contradict
talk my shit, then go home and lounge a bit
it smells an awful lot like awfulness. we're all amidst
a guilty verdict. filthy jurisdiction in a glitchy version
of the system that we built in earnest
laws to write then misinterpret
christian sermons. kill a person
hitman hired for civil service
twenty cents to see my murder
jukebox music meter perfect
let me say farewell
before i die mid-sentence

[Vulgar]

that's a non sequitur act. It comes from a place with no basis
handheld devices take up so much of our time
but how would we have evolved without them?
Rocks or Sega Genesis - two artifacts from different settings
occupying attention span. The bipedal brand.

[Mr. J]

Biters need new dental plans, new wrists to rock
Plagiarized folks led to bans and it pissed em off
Gets them tossed like Jazzy Jeff met the land.
Thought they'd fly but saw the detrimental hand
Prometheus, look what I left to man, kick some rocks
Improve the spectral glance but gripped to God...
Receiving nothing more than pain and a witness
What does one have to do to refrain from Shind's List?
Blame the misfits or rearrange and change this shit.
Play the game or listen...it's a damn shame isn't it

[dead man]

ghosts in the hall
banging metal like a soldier of god
waiting on a hand grenade to blow in his pocket
don't wish me merry anything while nobody's job
can buy a fucking corn on the cob without a subsidy
wifi learn and work from a sofa, a precious luxury
watched the world crumble while drinking our whiskey comfortably
panic button federal squeeze. hugging us to death in our sleep
i wake up everyday wishing to cling to belief

[Adverse]

Why’s dead man not in the AOWL?
Probably waiting for a last minute entrance to try and claim a title belt
I don’t blame him though, just relive some past glories
Shit I’d live in the archives too if my career was that storied
Maybe one day if I live long enough to see it
Until then I’ll lay dormant under concrete seas swimming with the fishes

[Vulgar]

Foamy bubbled crustaceans scatter in the deep
frilled lozenges and willful vengeance, dirigible beliefs
miniscule as krill - float to the surface reeds
and work on my cursive with submersive breeds

[Adverse]

Well I’m like
A hamburger and fry away from an ambulance ride
Scary to think I’m the same damn size as John Candy when he died
Man my family needs to get me on a diet, a vegetarian one
If they really care for their son or they’ll have to bury me young
Couple that with this hereditary depression gotta love what I’ve been given
Said fuck it to prescriptions I guess I dug my own abysses

[Mr. J]

Call the misses, she'd say y'all is bitches
All up in another man's business
Trying to figure out what going on in this.
Call your witness, ask him who did it...
Who didn't? It's clear now isn't it?
Failure to grow a pair, spoke to open air
Quotes written up with hopeless ideas
Wrote in fear because there is no one there
Spoke it clear but never shared those to hear
The randomness just ran with dumbness
Viewers can't shut up it's clear they want drama
Took a calmer man to calm the land of one hit...
Wonders, up and comers who cramming numbers
Scamming others without a scratch of substance
Whining to the pioneers falling on silent ears.
See how them twins tower once the pilot nears..

[Mr. J]

Got my eye on yours but it don't bother me
The hypocrisy, the insult of pure comedy
It's the insecurity that brings harmony
So the harm in you doesn't bring the harm in me
My thoughts on a beach gold bonding freaks
Underneath the palm while they palming me
That's the way we get through dis' pond & see
What lies beyond the means

[Mr. J]

Age old question, is it better long or short
I'm all distorted by these old thoughts in store
Light the way but I don't palm the torch.
Still put the shell to ya wave like it washed ashore
Look at you I ain't see no man, just Pauly Shore
Ya best lines "ok" in the end they probably forced
This flow will rock you then your buoys face.
Jam the lead of a pencil into you til the point break
Don't care what you taught or the noise made
In the end you still washed up like soy base

[Mr. J]

Each ploy came... Left quicker than the hair for rogaine
So what you raise here comes as no surprise, no gain
So lame, so obvious and so plain, green like an old gold chain
Envious of all that came forth, around, now rotate...
Sit and spin and tame the creature that lives within
Whether it was purposefully done will always get a grin

[Coup]

Fox, CNN, MSNBC.
All live feed most earnestly.
All fed live, parasitically.
Off your subscribed Hannity annuities.
Divided Grace; Nancy addicted fancies.

Tickle your own Elmo.
Drop news-anchor elbows. Randomly.

Welfare State ritual.
piss-poor por favor.
Officer corps, the EBT infidels.

Shape shifter in social place.
Sharpened, marketed air-waved face.
No one needs to see.
Make new and sell, diversionary!
Bingo dinner shoes, clean white T
Heated take heed. Believe it or leave.
Dilated anomaly.
Refurbished truths homily.
What is news, news-mother?
In unbiased techno color, please.

Mislead me with curated hits.

But...just wait.

Till' we all re-seed this shit.