Even a thesaurus can't match my vocabulary
Words that leave your ass crippled and faintly
I have no desire to die, cross the line and I won't hessitate to reply
While I fly high aligned with the sky I'm spittin lines that have you askin' why?
Why what bitch? Shut your fuckin' mouth and go make me a sandwhich

/thread

Iron fist coming through
wont stop, till it reaches you
I see i got you paralyzed
but we can make a compromise
bad boy, what you gunna do?
get on your knees, stick your tongue out too
what you gunna do when i piss on you
R.Kelly style too foul, do it with a smile
so popular, i'm on constant re-dial
cus i'm bringing the lyrics, that the people have craved
and i'm exposing you, like a dog thats been shaved

This post was edited by EskimoSlick on Mar 10 2010 02:54pm

you soft i go hard,
i stay fresh, you shattered to a shard,
i spit better than the best bard,
and i might need to send you rest a card,
a card of me staying so cool,
but you already knew that fool,
i be swimming in the pool,
and you be sewing me wool
i spit the double syllables and angelic killables
flow so pro and tight like yo girlfriends pussy, right?
nope, cause you aint got a girl
cant even get close as much as to do a hair twirl
i just drop this shit
and rock this bitch
cause i got the rhyme
and you only megatron, i'm optimus prime.

-s

I can't freestyle
but I do enjoy listening/reading some of these

Just a couple random verses i wrote today while i was killing time in my car before class

Life comes fast in a flash
But in the end its all just a meaningless clash
So i continue to slash and thrash my way through
What the fuck else am i supposed to do?
I gotta keep it together like lightning and thunder
Life is tough but I refuse to go under
As I sit back and toke I can't help but wonder
How easy my dreams can be torn asunder

Just chill sit back and relax
While i tell you the story of my bro named Max
He worked a 9 to 5
Just to survive
Had to pay mad bills and tax
Just couldn't elevate his stacks
doing the same shit day in and out
economies in a drought so no chance of changing his route
every night to escape he drank till he blacked out
living trife, his life made him begin to doubt
all his dreams of being successful as a child
now just seem distant and wild
Lost all meaning in his life, now somethings wrong with this picture
and it has nothing to do with his lack of reading scripture
they say all you need is food and a roof over your head
Yeah maybe, but thats also how you know opportunity is dead
So until theres some changes I'm going to bust shots to make a little cream
Because no one is going to rob me of my dream

This post was edited by Mirage420 on Mar 10 2010 10:33pm

/thread