Silious950
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No I don't. I just record into my freinds mic on his computer, with really gehtoeeee beats. I wish I had better connects, I mean idc if I record but I know I have a talent in writing and I would love to be exploited
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I will def keep that in mind, thanks man =D
Silious950
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Here is a flow from one of my favorite artist, Slug.
It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar
It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain
It's women, it's the plight for power it's government
It's the way your given knowledge slow with thought control and subtle hints
It's rubbing it, itching it, It's applying cream
It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams, It's in my dreams
It's the monsters that I conjure, It's the marijuana
It's the embarassment, displacement, It's where I wander
It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos
It's game shows, its cheap liquor,blunts, its bumper stickers with rainbows
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils
It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the motherfucking mic levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, mommy's pill
Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs
It's bloods, cripts, fives, six,
It's stick up kids, It's christian conservative terrorists, it's porno
flicks
It's the east coast, no it's the west coast
It's public schools, it's asbestos
It's metholated, It's techno
It's sleep, life, and death
It's speed, coke, and meth
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me
On and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat
It's indirect, indiscrete, it's inconsistent, incomplete
It's in the streets, every city everywhere you go
In every man it's the insanity, the fantasys, the casualties
It's the health care system, it's welfare victims
It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons
It's cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks
It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit
It's wondering, if you get to eat, it's the heat,
It's the winter , the weather
It's herpes, and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong
It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom
It's that need to speek long, It's the hunger for attention
It's the wack , who attack songs of redemption
It's prevention, It's the first solution
It's loose its out for retribution, it's mental pollution, and public
execution
It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards
It's the part time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, It's the fake
It's clear it can make time stop and leave you stranded in the year of
the
snake
It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denominations
It's hourly wages for your professional observations
It's on your face and it's in your eyes
everything you be
cuz it ain't me mother fucker, cuz it ain't me
On and on and on and on
the list goes on and on and on and on
the list goes on and on and on and on
It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar
It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain
It's women, it's the plight for power it's government
It's the way your given knowledge slow with thought control and subtle hints
It's rubbing it, itching it, It's applying cream
It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams, It's in my dreams
It's the monsters that I conjure, It's the marijuana
It's the embarassment, displacement, It's where I wander
It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos
It's game shows, its cheap liquor,blunts, its bumper stickers with rainbows
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils
It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the motherfucking mic levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, mommy's pill
Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs
It's bloods, cripts, fives, six,
It's stick up kids, It's christian conservative terrorists, it's porno
flicks
It's the east coast, no it's the west coast
It's public schools, it's asbestos
It's metholated, It's techno
It's sleep, life, and death
It's speed, coke, and meth
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me
On and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat
It's indirect, indiscrete, it's inconsistent, incomplete
It's in the streets, every city everywhere you go
In every man it's the insanity, the fantasys, the casualties
It's the health care system, it's welfare victims
It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons
It's cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks
It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit
It's wondering, if you get to eat, it's the heat,
It's the winter , the weather
It's herpes, and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong
It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom
It's that need to speek long, It's the hunger for attention
It's the wack , who attack songs of redemption
It's prevention, It's the first solution
It's loose its out for retribution, it's mental pollution, and public
execution
It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards
It's the part time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, It's the fake
It's clear it can make time stop and leave you stranded in the year of
the
snake
It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denominations
It's hourly wages for your professional observations
It's on your face and it's in your eyes
everything you be
cuz it ain't me mother fucker, cuz it ain't me
On and on and on and on
the list goes on and on and on and on
the list goes on and on and on and on
My favorite freestyle from Big L. RIP
Yo, fuck all the glamours and glitz, I plan to get rich
Im from new york and never was a fan of the knicks
And Im all about expandin my chips
You mad cause I was in the van with your bitch
With both hands on her tits
Corleone hold the throne, that you know in your heart
I got style, plus the way that I be flowin is sharp
A while back I used to hustle, sellin blow in the park
Countin g stacks and rockin ice that glow in the dark
Forever - hottie huntin, trigger temper Im quick to body somethin
You lookin at me like Im probably frontin
I fuck around and throw, three in your chest and flee to my rest
Im, older and smarter this is me at my best
I stopped hangin around yall, cause niggaz like you
Be prayin on my downfall, hopin I flop
Hopin I stop, you probably even hope I get locked
Or be on the street corner with a pipe, smokin the rock
I got more riches than you, fuck more bitches than you
Only thing I havent got is more, stitches than you
Fuckin punk, you aint a +leader+ what? nobody +follow-ed+ you
You was never shit, your mother shoulda swallowed you
(mmmm.. whoo!) you on some tagalong flunkie yes man shit
Do me a favor, please get off the next man dick
And if you think I cant fuck with whoever, put your money up
Put your jewels up, no fuck it put your honey up
Put your raggedy house up nigga, or shut your mouth up
Before I buck lead, and make a lot of blood shed
Turn your tux red, Im far from broke, got enough bread
And mad hoes, ask beavis I get nuttin butt-head
{*laughter*} my game is, vicious and cool
Fuckin chicks is a rule
If my girl think Im loyal then that bitch is a fool
How come, you can listen to my first album
And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from?
(yeah!) so what you actin for?
You aint half as raw, you need to practice more
Somebody tell this nigga sumun, fore I crack his jaw
You runnin with boys, Im runnin with men
Ima be rippin the mics until Im a hundred and ten
Have yall niggaz like, damnit this nigga done done it again
I throw slugs at idi-ots, no love for city cops
I sport a pretty watch, eight-hundred and fifty rocks
Im makin wonderful figures
I dont fuck with none of you niggaz
I might pull out this gun on your niggaz
And rob every last one of you niggaz
Yo, fuck all the glamours and glitz, I plan to get rich
Im from new york and never was a fan of the knicks
And Im all about expandin my chips
You mad cause I was in the van with your bitch
With both hands on her tits
Corleone hold the throne, that you know in your heart
I got style, plus the way that I be flowin is sharp
A while back I used to hustle, sellin blow in the park
Countin g stacks and rockin ice that glow in the dark
Forever - hottie huntin, trigger temper Im quick to body somethin
You lookin at me like Im probably frontin
I fuck around and throw, three in your chest and flee to my rest
Im, older and smarter this is me at my best
I stopped hangin around yall, cause niggaz like you
Be prayin on my downfall, hopin I flop
Hopin I stop, you probably even hope I get locked
Or be on the street corner with a pipe, smokin the rock
I got more riches than you, fuck more bitches than you
Only thing I havent got is more, stitches than you
Fuckin punk, you aint a +leader+ what? nobody +follow-ed+ you
You was never shit, your mother shoulda swallowed you
(mmmm.. whoo!) you on some tagalong flunkie yes man shit
Do me a favor, please get off the next man dick
And if you think I cant fuck with whoever, put your money up
Put your jewels up, no fuck it put your honey up
Put your raggedy house up nigga, or shut your mouth up
Before I buck lead, and make a lot of blood shed
Turn your tux red, Im far from broke, got enough bread
And mad hoes, ask beavis I get nuttin butt-head
{*laughter*} my game is, vicious and cool
Fuckin chicks is a rule
If my girl think Im loyal then that bitch is a fool
How come, you can listen to my first album
And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from?
(yeah!) so what you actin for?
You aint half as raw, you need to practice more
Somebody tell this nigga sumun, fore I crack his jaw
You runnin with boys, Im runnin with men
Ima be rippin the mics until Im a hundred and ten
Have yall niggaz like, damnit this nigga done done it again
I throw slugs at idi-ots, no love for city cops
I sport a pretty watch, eight-hundred and fifty rocks
Im makin wonderful figures
I dont fuck with none of you niggaz
I might pull out this gun on your niggaz
And rob every last one of you niggaz
I see a flow and you know im in this!
Can I get uh witness and a mu fukin guinness!?
rollin through like logs off uh trailuh
shakin cats down! I clown on you failures!
Straight out tha trailuh park aftuh dark Id stalk the park and make you wack cats spill ya ends ta fill muh empty pockets
No guns no cockin back, just strong arms and dime packs.
Sendin cats back home! Mu fukas ya'll supposed to be grown! Pfft bah!
I laugh at danger! Nevuh met anothuh cat stranguh!
Block monster, I make the earth quake when I smash.
All day! under ya skin like a rash! Cant escape my wrath!
Can I get uh witness and a mu fukin guinness!?
rollin through like logs off uh trailuh
shakin cats down! I clown on you failures!
Straight out tha trailuh park aftuh dark Id stalk the park and make you wack cats spill ya ends ta fill muh empty pockets
No guns no cockin back, just strong arms and dime packs.
Sendin cats back home! Mu fukas ya'll supposed to be grown! Pfft bah!
I laugh at danger! Nevuh met anothuh cat stranguh!
Block monster, I make the earth quake when I smash.
All day! under ya skin like a rash! Cant escape my wrath!
holy shit, thought i made it clear
lemme spit some more, ya fuckin queer
i try to read your posts, but theyre all clutter
im tha king, I'll say it again, did i st, st, stutter
you took a whole damn week on them lame nursery rhymes
I'll kick ya sisters chin, incase ya wernt circumsized
Nasty ass hoes is what you like to tap
did it shock you when ya heard you got the clap
shit dawg i could do this all damn day
I wanna rock Breath's world, i just might, i may
yeah that rhyme was kinda weak
but hey those words i wanted to speak
like guns and roses, have that one good song
she came over and shook me all night long
Seems i gotcha on a really short leash
im done, for now, im out, Kapeesh?
lemme spit some more, ya fuckin queer
i try to read your posts, but theyre all clutter
im tha king, I'll say it again, did i st, st, stutter
you took a whole damn week on them lame nursery rhymes
I'll kick ya sisters chin, incase ya wernt circumsized
Nasty ass hoes is what you like to tap
did it shock you when ya heard you got the clap
shit dawg i could do this all damn day
I wanna rock Breath's world, i just might, i may
yeah that rhyme was kinda weak
but hey those words i wanted to speak
like guns and roses, have that one good song
she came over and shook me all night long
Seems i gotcha on a really short leash
im done, for now, im out, Kapeesh?
This kids a joke, just like his fuckin dick size.
Diss is for da big boys bitch, butt out small fry.
I said it before and I'll say this shit again.
And no way Im gettin rolled one by uh canadian that takes balls across tha chin.
You could neva win! Hang ya gloves up yer though.
My words leave you with a lasting impression, ya moms wont even recognize you!
All that gel in your hair seeping to your brain's layers
With a face that look like it was trampled by football players
I'll smash on ya bitch, like a million cows.
I'd say fuck ya momma, but it'll cause vomiting in the crowd.
I say this hella loud, shut up stop crying, heres a kleenex
Ya barking up the wrong tree dawg, I fuckin mean it.
Im show up atcha house, snatch ya clock an fuckin clean it
And masturbate while I run from tha cops back to phoenix.
You a fuckin simp, with ya filler and paragraphs.
Rhyme style blows so much cock, straight men have to dare to laugh.
Consider yerself played out bitch, conversation done.
I know its bad to pick on retards. But this shits too damn fun!
Diss is for da big boys bitch, butt out small fry.
I said it before and I'll say this shit again.
And no way Im gettin rolled one by uh canadian that takes balls across tha chin.
You could neva win! Hang ya gloves up yer though.
My words leave you with a lasting impression, ya moms wont even recognize you!
All that gel in your hair seeping to your brain's layers
With a face that look like it was trampled by football players
I'll smash on ya bitch, like a million cows.
I'd say fuck ya momma, but it'll cause vomiting in the crowd.
I say this hella loud, shut up stop crying, heres a kleenex
Ya barking up the wrong tree dawg, I fuckin mean it.
Im show up atcha house, snatch ya clock an fuckin clean it
And masturbate while I run from tha cops back to phoenix.
You a fuckin simp, with ya filler and paragraphs.
Rhyme style blows so much cock, straight men have to dare to laugh.
Consider yerself played out bitch, conversation done.
I know its bad to pick on retards. But this shits too damn fun!
Who want some!? tell'em come tell'em come!
Cock back like a cobra and have dem boyz on duh run!
Me no play for fun! I break backs!
Tear up tracks, mean muggin, serious as uh flat on uh cadillac
Off tha meat rack, my rhyme style stay cold
chin up, chest out. My presence is bold.
Im a giant with a 5'11'' stature!
I bring tha pain like acid rain or tha god forsaken rapture!
Yer mouth just flaps, sure you got a little skill.
But gaze into the eyes of the real before ya cap get peeled!
Run away canada boy, cause theres bout to be a fight.
An you cats dont scrap, so take flight aight?
Ya'll can come here, but we cant go there? Hypocracy.
thats, cool. We comming fer oil, um I mean to bring democracy.
Cock back like a cobra and have dem boyz on duh run!
Me no play for fun! I break backs!
Tear up tracks, mean muggin, serious as uh flat on uh cadillac
Off tha meat rack, my rhyme style stay cold
chin up, chest out. My presence is bold.
Im a giant with a 5'11'' stature!
I bring tha pain like acid rain or tha god forsaken rapture!
Yer mouth just flaps, sure you got a little skill.
But gaze into the eyes of the real before ya cap get peeled!
Run away canada boy, cause theres bout to be a fight.
An you cats dont scrap, so take flight aight?
Ya'll can come here, but we cant go there? Hypocracy.
thats, cool. We comming fer oil, um I mean to bring democracy.
Whats up with this flowin being one on one
Somebody else better flow cuz i gotsa gun!
Rippin on boom is all fun and games
but its time to see some different usernames
Im so high when i write these rhymes
thats how i roll, im mu fuckin sexy.time
I get so drunk, Im like a hundred million dollar label
but yous a big nigga who could drink me unda tha table
(haha im feelin lazy today)
Somebody else better flow cuz i gotsa gun!
Rippin on boom is all fun and games
but its time to see some different usernames
Im so high when i write these rhymes
thats how i roll, im mu fuckin sexy.time
I get so drunk, Im like a hundred million dollar label
but yous a big nigga who could drink me unda tha table
(haha im feelin lazy today)
I'll smash ya whole click by simply whippin out my dick!
Yuh rhymes are sick like drunk bitches!
Hitcha with my fist! Watch this prick slump while he twitches! Get taken care of like dirty dishes!
I gets money nigguh! While you stay diggin ditches!
Im diggin bitches! You dig doods cause yuh broken wristed!
When I said you gon get fisted, I meant get punched!
But you took that shit all wrong and asked me out tuh lunch! Pfft! Bah!
Gimme sum space ya fuckin homo! Only one singin wit my bono is a bitch wit some Double D titties bro fo real tho!
No one wants this shit, cause they smarter den you.
Dey know they esteem'll get wrecked. Ive taken shits harder den you!
Yuh need ta pardon yer pew! Ya rhymes stink up tha thread!
Switch to coloring instead, cause that smell can raise tha dead!
Yuh rhymes are sick like drunk bitches!
Hitcha with my fist! Watch this prick slump while he twitches! Get taken care of like dirty dishes!
I gets money nigguh! While you stay diggin ditches!
Im diggin bitches! You dig doods cause yuh broken wristed!
When I said you gon get fisted, I meant get punched!
But you took that shit all wrong and asked me out tuh lunch! Pfft! Bah!
Gimme sum space ya fuckin homo! Only one singin wit my bono is a bitch wit some Double D titties bro fo real tho!
No one wants this shit, cause they smarter den you.
Dey know they esteem'll get wrecked. Ive taken shits harder den you!
Yuh need ta pardon yer pew! Ya rhymes stink up tha thread!
Switch to coloring instead, cause that smell can raise tha dead!
Silious950
Active Member
Ok Boom, you called me out, I'll leave you in a tomb,
Where the rats and bugs will consume and feed on your fumes,
Are you in tune? Nah your as lost as somebody on shrooms,
May I resume, these words have academics, preliminary thoughts,
is whats got you stressin, theres no contestin', God looks upon me and I bless him, just look at these muscles I'm flexin, any questions?
WErd:rockon
wrote that in 3 min)
Where the rats and bugs will consume and feed on your fumes,
Are you in tune? Nah your as lost as somebody on shrooms,
May I resume, these words have academics, preliminary thoughts,
is whats got you stressin, theres no contestin', God looks upon me and I bless him, just look at these muscles I'm flexin, any questions?
WErd:rockon
wrote that in 3 min)Who dis? Preppuh boi reppin street cred!
Makes me see red, you can be dead. I'll pay a cat that needs his family to be fed and you'll see lead.
Bustin through ya windows and house siding. When we pull it da bullets'll find you where you hiding.
Im fuckin animal, I got tha proof from tha pudding.
I'll bury you in tha snow dawg. Like my name was Cuba Gooding.
Werd.(3 to 4 mins, not totally sure. )
Makes me see red, you can be dead. I'll pay a cat that needs his family to be fed and you'll see lead.
Bustin through ya windows and house siding. When we pull it da bullets'll find you where you hiding.
Im fuckin animal, I got tha proof from tha pudding.
I'll bury you in tha snow dawg. Like my name was Cuba Gooding.
Werd.(3 to 4 mins, not totally sure. )
BadBoy@TheWheel
DT3's Twinkie
What? you calling out prep's?
Trying to be mean, tallying the rep's
You know I got love for you mang'
But this is my diddy
Just cause I ain't hard don't mean I cant's get shitty.
Okay I tried
Trying to be mean, tallying the rep's
You know I got love for you mang'
But this is my diddy
Just cause I ain't hard don't mean I cant's get shitty.
Okay I tried
I'd say that was so shitty, that your text turned itself brown //
You call that flowing? Or was that diarrhea trying to go down? //
Your rhymes have no feeling, it's like they're platonic //
So say to yourself, boy, "Now ain't THAT ironic?" //
You call that flowing? Or was that diarrhea trying to go down? //
Your rhymes have no feeling, it's like they're platonic //
So say to yourself, boy, "Now ain't THAT ironic?" //
BadBoy@TheWheel
DT3's Twinkie
BadBoy@TheWheel
DT3's Twinkie
*Purchases one ticket, first class for the failboat*
lol
lol
I'll rip all you cats from asshole to back
fuck wit me and see what yuh weak mind lack
Big like cadillacs, my rep got no scrorn
I'll make you cats wish you were never born.
I'm bad for kids, like mc donalds or porn
Evil like satan, or tha children from tha korn.
fuck wit me and see what yuh weak mind lack
Big like cadillacs, my rep got no scrorn
I'll make you cats wish you were never born.
I'm bad for kids, like mc donalds or porn
Evil like satan, or tha children from tha korn.
Dodge_Sniper
Active Member
I'm gonna slash and gash,
cut another hole in your ass.
I spill blood on the walls,
then play tennis with your balls.
If the phone rings, don't answer the call.
Gonna slit your throat,
fuck you like a goat,
peel your foreskin off
and make a winter coat.
Peace!
:rofl2: Sorry guys, couldn't resist!
cut another hole in your ass.
I spill blood on the walls,
then play tennis with your balls.
If the phone rings, don't answer the call.
Gonna slit your throat,
fuck you like a goat,
peel your foreskin off
and make a winter coat.
Peace!
:rofl2: Sorry guys, couldn't resist!
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