Archive Freestyle MCs and Rhymes

Posted 11/22/99 - New!
MIC MANIAC

I stand my ground lyrically bound,
To a mic on my right arm aimin 2 impound,
Then next brotha that wishes ta speed bye,
Wavin' fake gang signs like he simply wavin' hi,
It makes me sick that all these wannabes wanna try,
To testify, I DENY!
Access to my tireless trainin',
As I work on the stage, style drainin',
All the methodical fools frontin' tools,
Screamin' they lay the law make the rules,
Yet they need mad PRACTICE!
TRACK THIS!
I'am the one who drops knowledge in a rage like an angry sage,
Writin' confusin' chapters forcin' fakaz to turn the page,
You lock me in the cage, I JUST BUST YA GAUGE!
I've been work since the age of a juvenile,
Kickin' continuous hotbeats and phat style,
YET YOUR IN THIEF DENIAL!
Walkin' tall yet stolen profile,
And now your in Hell's court, time for the trial,
Your turn to be tested and bested,
Like I was before I rested,
And took on the brothaz on the current rap scence,
Kickin' madd whackness yet clockin' madd green,
I'VE COME TO REIGN SUPREME!!!
Bring forth my lyrical dream team,
DIVINE, MURDA, AND SCHEME!!
So don't forget to avoid the blink,
Stand wide-eyed and think,
Cause my gat reacts faster than your bat,
When its all over,
People will stand above and ask, who was that?
The insane mic rocka,
The fake b~tch stalka,

Lyrics by ((By Demon Kain))

Posted 11/20/99
i shine the brightest,rhymes is the tightest
tighter than a baby's eyelids
scared after they hear lightning
ever since the earths creation i've been shinig
GOD sed let there be light and i started rhyming
thats why cats should never battle
i am the first out there to be fly like pterodactyls
me and the mic is connected like ya wrist and ya hands
i kick freestlyes that have you pissing ya pants
the biggest player,all the beautiful women out there wanna be with me
why you think the president has to settle for overweight monica lewinsky
thats why dames be runnin with there arms open headed my way
like single brides maids who rush to catch the bride's bouquet
i wanna meet all biters in battle
when i'm finished all of em gonna be biting with false enamel
my style is like lightning flashes
cuz after its strikes mcz are reduce to a pile of ashes
i never strike twice in the same place
cuz the first time i strike ya get ya frame erased
to kill an mc i dont need a heater
i'll take you apart cell by cell to you nutin but an amoeba
not even and organism rather ,a single cell germ
my postion at hell's helm is will always be held firm
cuz i'll turn the heat up and make the devils flesh burn

Lyrics by Drahgun

Posted 11/18/99

Illustrated mind compestated.
my slang so many lyric Never stutered or hesitated.
I hope some day quit dealing dope.
8-ball saying nope.
Lyrics not like mystical or juvenile
I slaughter them they blood poor like flowing water of the nile.
I keep the words locked up in a vile.
Provoke might set your ass on the trial.
As I break out
cuttin brick with a file.
My pupils dial.
911 and i talked.
Watch a John Doe as I creep on the stalk.
Harvesting like the crop.
Corn is not green.
The plant I be growing hit ya with da mean.
As I excuse a student of the dean.
Glare like the collidascope.
Hanging fifty stories on a rope.
Gander at the bottom then.
Clinch my nuckles never hit the ground squashing when.
The streets erupt
my vocals interrupt
your presence of a mind.
Nutting make my kids go blind.
The record paper that I signed
it all fell through.
Skies are blue
as I shut your eyes with glue.
Pick the clue
Now what ya gonna do.

Lyrics by Red

Posted 11/18/99 - New!

My gibe,
got the world ta gape
at my opulant state.
Warily approch me.....tentative,
I'll adultrate ya fate.
eveything you recite,
is verbatim
ta everything i write.
reiterate.
I can write till my papers fill ships full of crates.
deploy my pen,
morph ta a lethal weapon.
Time to head to battle,
one against a thousand.
get down on your knees,
and exstravegantly praise my heroic deeds.
your full of shit man!..,
nothin' but lyrical distortion
exits your toung,
Please,please,.. just give up the mic for adoption.
Stop,.. for your class sinks lower than dung.

I'm movin' impetuaous,
get ready for trechory,
stratigic moves makes my beligerent mind
climax to an adroit phase
impervious to your coursory rhyme.
Bring ya whole family here
for a mas slaughter
large scale massacre
and rapage acurrs on your daughter.
yall fake MCs
Wannabees
can't handle my rhyme furnace,
it's to hot.
my fusion melts down ya whole rhyme harvest,
ya whole crop,
deserves ta get smacked wit my flip flops.
by the time I'm through wit this cut
you'll still be stuck,
onthe first line,
strike like aeon flux.
lyrical wizadry comin' thruogh wit deluxe.
leave it alone if your a lyrical clutz.
the pens my grind stone
gettin' my skillz honed.
spittin' poisionous math,
cuttin' through your weak craft,
trecharous rhymes gets the last laugh,
lyrical wizadry sets the bar for the draft!
Lyrics by Mad-Hat

Posted 11/13/99

20th century
end death to the penetentury
My fist of fury,
blend m&m style mcflurry
My vision blurry.
Shit in the world, no meaning to it
play it straight
and short toon soon you will be gettin it
faster and faster
i look at m.c's
and do nothing but laughter
Inspect the mic
as i control lyrical flows
spots in my eyes
better shut em down closed
hells angels
send angels to hell
I send the devil down to local jail.
Nothing gets worse than having to converse
from the women your stole 30 grand out the perse.
Argument dead stuck in a herse.
Maybe you feel me up like my nurse

Lyrics by Brent

Posted 11/13/99 - New!

i deliver with quality and in quantity
me 24 and gotti
flow with equallity
if you cant see me logically
you can say i travel quantumlly
i'll always be number 1 cause its econmics
cuz people demand read the hottest shit
demand must be met by supply,and who supplies the hottest topics
i have to break down complex science
for you to read,or else my verses will be useless like computer that arent y2k compliant
i calcutlate the speed at which lyrics bombard ya ears when they enter them
so i can throw them fast enuff to burst ya cochlea and throw off ya equilibrium
my saliva is flammable,so whem the enamel on my teeth clash,it looks like a match in alcohol
so when i suck my teeth look out for a fireball
you got a high threshold for pain but mine is better kid
i can undergo surgery without taking a seditive
when doctors operate on me
they become baffled by my anatomy
and how my cell strucutre is independent atomically
making me able to heal the wounds from my surgery instanly like wolverine
a physical anomaly
i communicate with life forms telepathically and audibly
since 100 B.C. i've been on a lyrical oddesy
i can kill any thing,spiritual,mechanical or organic
if it got a physical frame i can crack it
or inhabit it
and if its got a soul,i can absorb it or snatch it
i meditate and travel the astral plains
to battle lames i've already slain
and to battle entities without tangible frames
i'm responsible for the fossils found in dirt
one billion years ago the cosmos spit me from its womb then i burst
in to flames and destroyed every living orangism on the earth
my eyes strength level is microscopic
i can deatomize objects
and inflict pain via my optics
my rhymes have the same effect on you as alcoholic beverages
they nuetralize the air in the the blood going to ya brain,but mine bust valves and cause haemmoraging
i got a massive spaceage arsenal
i get paid to collect speciems for roswell
then i alter the brian waves of the masses to make extraestrial live not plausible
on december 31st,i'll align the nine planets to the same precise inclination of orbit
propel the sun forward creating a flaming comet
to destroy the earth and all the life on it
and instantly making everyone forfeit their souls to my spiritual forces

Lyrics by Drahgun

Posted 11/7/99

Drahgun breath fire while you breath oxygen
this ni**a will get all up in ya grill like oxy 10
an mc beating me defines what never is
i'll have you tied up bleeding like an iraqi terrorist
when we battling dont ever twitch
or end up in a dumpster slit throat and severed wrists
my telepathy shred mcs like cheddar cheese
i end my enemies edibly,after i crush them with telekenetic energy
if you get me vex,i'll strangle you to death
rip a hole in ya chest
and wrap my hands around ya lungs instead of going for ya neck
lyrically i give 150% to kill a mc
if you can figure out the number coming before infinity
then you have a chance of beating me
anything you hear bad of rumor is untrue
and all you chickens who cluck fu** you
and all yoo wack punk crews fu** you too
ion fyst got a style thats swift
could turn the great wall of china into a useless pile of bricks
by applying pressure to his knuckles via his wrist
street fire is a freestyler
that shine so much he makes C-cyphas
squint they eyes like weed ligthers
i dont smoke but if i had the need
it wouldnt be weed
it would be redwood trees
lit at 300 degrees
have you ever seen a drahgun in a fu**ing rage
have you ever seen a fu**ing blaze
so hot it sent ya retinas up in flames
i hate critisicm and people who be dissing my rap
and i'll expolade in ya face like shaking a soda the twisting the cap
you ni**as wanted it
so we bringing it and for get fancy rocket ships
cuz it aint no asteroid its the four horse men of apocalypse

Lyrics by Drahgun

Posted 11/7/99

I hold the crowd tight, like a transvetite
on open mic, rocking them all night
In the club or at the Jam, what’s the plan, what’s the deal
I keep it real, while other MC’s don’t feel
the sheer power of a mic rocker, party stopper, boogie popper,
a lyricist, with a tendency to rip
fully equipped, no you’re not...Bullshit!!
As I practice and preach, systems will breach
My style be one that you cannot teach,
Free-flowing, mindblowing, never ending
Minds twisted, suspending, bodies bending
Reacting, to the call of servitude, step up with that attitude
Don’t be rude...Respect me!
And you’ll gain respect, but let me make it clear
that you’re gonna have to rep...
cause in this game, there’s no time for suckers
No time for chumps, no to motherfu**ers
Catch a breath of this skill
You’re bound to fall, hard to the ground, back to the wall
Ashamed and nameless, anonymous in the crowd
Just a spectator, who you done proud?
If you ain’t one of us, then please don’t diss
The culture is vast and the support is endless,
In this world, people are equal
And heroes walk amongst the people.
Hip Hop is in your bod, Hip Hop is in your brain
The excitement involved is crazy insane,
Woop Woop, That’s the sound of KRS.....
A man with ideas, a true genius
A teacher, a student, preacher and a triple feature
started consciousness, what more you need to hear?
From the ghetto’s of Brooklyn to the camps of Langa
People are united and the force becomes stronger,
Like Luke in Star Wars pix,
Chewie, Yoda equipped with Jedi Mind Tricks
It’s all relative to the world we live in
Darwin’s theory, this is how it all begins...
With a “big bang” and thing called evolution
Through Ice Age and the Industrial Revolution,
Wars of the World have come and gone,
People have died but still the world goes on...
How many need to suffer, to feel the pain
How many need to die wishing, wishing for rain
And all we can think about is ourselves and our riches
Our BMW’s, Benz’s and bitches.
fu**ing selfish creatures, are you & I
I fear the life we living, is one great big lie...

Lyrics by Def (ATM, RCP)

Posted 11/3/99

transpotting, lyrical unstopping
blood clotting
Decay your soul, flesh still rotting
shit is and deranged
erie as it get
so high, shit label me lit
cotton mouth, foamy spit
get up and get out
altoid as i freshen mouth
you ain't got shit to talk about
keep your ass down
lay on the ground
police helocopt the skys without no trace of the sounds
I've had my ups and downs
I'm bound to succeed
Arteries unbelievable immortal never bleed
nuclear power,devour my senses
I'm a nucense taken advive from my relentless
Killing,claiming a witness
nemisis never get the best of me
Shit i be labled on the top of your family tree
Family flee, no green card in hand
Came first class to the U.S. and was banned
Lend a helping hand. or take a stand
I got my own click, It's my clan
Stick George and Abraham
into my pocket
12,000 volts,electric socket
I vibrate faster than pocket rocket

Lyrics by Brent Aka M.M.C.M

Posted 11/2/99

if yall neva knew me well i'm claimin my name wavelength tough as u think beatin ni**as x-tinct i kick tha shit ta make u think like how many stars in tha galaxy if u wanna know ask me if not shut tha fu** up and dont come pass me i'll blast the like comin to my face and u dont know shit ni**a i throw shit mainly slugs from a hot clip and please dont talk shit i'll let yo boys know wha strictly went down come to my town and leave a ni**a face down and no jokin i'll tell yall cats now that i dont like clowns dummies get lost unable to fu**in be found and if ya do then lucky go camper i keep ya ni**as dirty sendin em straight to tha hamper
Lyrics by KRWvsWORLD@aol.com

Posted 11/2/99
i so sick i'm bed ridden
i'm lead spitting
i dont give a fu** about corny mcz
like sporty thieves and dead pigeons
my style is to ill,so send me awards instead of mail
battle me i bet you'll fail
sleeping on me is like sleeping on a bed of nails
you better seek harmony
cuz you wanna be hard mcs
are hardly harming me
i'm a chainsaw, your a pen knife use to have hearts carved in trees
i bought a gun for my troubles
wack mcz i'm bustin they bubbles
punch you four times to make sure i hit you with each one of my knuckles
its realy stupid and childish tryin to attack me
like wite supremicist who hate playing the piano because of the black keys
i rap so fast you hear my shit first even though i rapped last on a colabo
i sprint so fast i can out run my own shadow
i'm sicker than a pedofile pervert
your illest rhyme cuddnt sound better than my worse verse
i'm the most lethal lyricst
more lethal than aids infected needles in ya wrist
fu** around and i'll show ni**as want a wack rapper cereal killer is
i'm serious if you wack i'm coming to slit ya throat
i should kill ya family too for all the shit ya wrote
my rhymes dicourage you from doing shit like police
in cases with no leads
my shit got ya head tilted back like nose bleeds
fu** up ya head like sniffing a whole key
and smoking decomposed weed
i make ni**as walk stiff like they legs had no knees
i dominate ni**as who wanna battle me
walk up in ciphers and hold shit down like gravity
i fu** whole rhyme forums
rap till i get sore gums
illmatic sucks so much it's like he has four lungs
i so dope with my shit you'll have to spaz
i got more ill bars than alcatraz
i'm ill and i've got skills,
i'm so ill i battle ni**as with and IV tube in my nostrils
i puting commercial mcz in the ground like garbage in land fills
i'm pulling underground ni**as outta the ground like fossils
my shits tighter than my bitches pussy spazing while she says my name
tighter the belt around a heroin fiends favorite vein
knocking ya head right off ya shoulders
i'm quick enuff to snatch the fangs of a cobra

Lyrics by Lamont

Posted 10/29/99
Right from the start
Im beeting from the heart
some diciple
point blank,hit the rifle
Decay your soul
stand straighter
than a deadly fall from an elevator
bites thick as an aligator
every morning,sun rises,over the horizon
every muscle in the body, still sizen
proud, floating on a cloud,
protrude, as i thrust forward
every word
is absurd
purify like brita water
liquid sword, 24 hour slaughter
I'm elevated to the heavens above
strong and graceful like a dove
love is love get caught in my glove.
pyramid
tighten that seel to your lid
as i take a drop of acid, blasted
my throat contracted,
head forever spinning
sinisters sinning
revise, my revision
dive
every chance i get plan to strive
be sent
to show a reenactment, spent
like a 5 dollar
green leaf holla
how much tallar will you get
I kick mc down as i lit,chock and spit
Red Headed warrior never gonna die
Beleive me, it's not a lien
take a try

Lyrics by Brent Esicar

Posted 10/26/99
my wurds are hotter than the earth's core
i hurt more people than the first world war
who ever wanna battle better have heat protective gear
cuz if i say go to hell you know you mutha**kas is headed there
ni**as dont survive long like contracting cyphilis
or being tie down and trapped in a sinking ship
thinking quick cant help predicament either
cuz i move faster than data through fibre
optic telephone wires
draw for for the heat and by the time its left ya hip
the rhino bullets wud have already left the clip
to me and my ni**a steve mcs is fleas
so be ready to be scratched of the surface of the supreme
pedigreed lethal evil breed
asking to battle
is like asking to be piledriven into gravel
and sodomized with several scalpels
get back dropped
and ya back and ya spirit broken
like a pencil used to pick a padlock
Steve Mascot got the gat cocked
to leave you with a flat knot
my hands rock mics for barbados to bangkok
stewing ni**as in they own juices like lamb chops
ni**as who battling got to come correct wen they spittin back
cuz i flip quick enuff to fit a rap
1 hour long on a 1 minitue track
and there aint no way you dissing that
a lyrical living legend
quick enuff to kill eleven
cheetahs in half of a millisecond
so running from me aint an option
cuz its like trying to run from ya shadow in the glaring hot sun
who the f**k wanna battle steve aka two four
and get a black and blue jaw
and loose more
respect than mutha f**king Rupaul
i knew yall wudnt wanna answer
cuz all you old timers' skills iz rusty like ship anchors
if you get me pissed you gonna get more than dissed
you gonna get ripped outta ya skin like shrimp
its about time to say peace out
but talk shit and i'll punch ya teeth out

Lyrics by Lamont

Posted 10/26/99
recommend peace
lending you a lease
all this takes is a little time
as quit as a mime
sour as a lime
blind like a melon
ass stank be smellin
as wanted as a felon
I'm tellin this story
passion overcome my glory
for life is told
only not in gold
but is plated
every thing that is done is overrated
by my credits
forsake you catch a glimse of my edits
making people cry
catch a glimse look me in the eye
squash your head throw it on a pain as it fry
die wishing for my life pass by quicker
oseto Porode in your mind gettin sicker
people takin it for granted
only wish life could be handed, down for a price
it aint that nice
ya gotta work for the spice
add a little bump to your life

Lyrics by Brent

Posted 10/23/99
I been through many a battle
filled with scratches and gashes
when I start to flame, my brain
reduces you to cinders and ashes
light flashes
and smoke rises higher
and like the Hot Boys and NBA JAM
I got the DJ screamin that "He's on fire!"
I'm not warm, and **ck Hot
I'm leavin' ice on stage
I don't burn it, instead I freeze
when I go into a rage
wisdom remains in my mind
like that of a wise old sage
I'll still be rippin' it
when I'm kickin' it
at a wise old age
like how I Enter the Dragon
while I'm stylin' and saggin'
braggin'
(much love to b-boys.com, for showin' rappers, breakin' and taggin')
haters are stallin' and laggin'
And I be screamin' out, "I don't know you!"
shootin' power out my fingers
like my name was Goku
oh you
know that rivals trip over things they have to go through
when I make 'em commit hari-kari (suicide)
and say sorry
while I hit the red button rapid-fire
like I'm playin' on an Atari
Centipede
all y'all illiterate motha**ckas,
READ!
or you can watch me proceed
to give you what you need
and I make your eardrums bleed
with sonic booms cause
I break sound barriers with godspeed
like Guile, and all the while
grabbin' dollars with greed
I spread my words like I'm spreadin' my seed
doin' the dirty deed
like I was drinkin, baby, Doin' the Dew
Punchin' like Apollo Creed
oh, who knew it was you?
I bust irregular patterns like MNM
and clone the styles of others
while I continue to disassemble them
If I'm a mother**cker, have I **cked your mother?
now
my veins are enlarged
while I slaughter beef like Mad cow(way overused)
screamed at 'em and charged
"like" is all I seem to say
but that's cause I live in an ice cream castle like Morris Day
slicin' fools like OJ
Holdin' the mic till my wrists turn limp just like I was gay
flowers and sunny like May
making you darken and get shady like you went from white to gray
like a little kid who can't wait to get outside and play
with girls filled with silicon like
the California Bay
And you relax when I act like your shit is okay
but then I put a hunch in your back like I was diggin' away
makin' a grave while you startin' to pray
hard like a saint who really can't wait to hear what God has to say
like a deadbeat that don't wanna pay
like a sheep that went astray
Slicin' through skin like a laser ray
people followin' me like I was a beacon
guiding the way
like my name was Ice Cube
screamin' out YAY-YAY!
Like a guy with a pregnant girl, knowin' he don't wanna stay
I leave marks on your face just like my name was Mary Kay
much to your dismay
whenever I put on a display
pullin' knives and spinnin' silver blades that's Ginsu
Whippin' much *ss like I'm a full member of the Ginyu
explain me?
you can't even begin to
see what I'm into
is battling you
and power bombing you
and then I pin you
and spin you
girls, you know I wanna get in you
the steamin' demon
who's screamin'
and seems to be creamin'
mutha**ckas with a weakness of
dreamin' that I wasn't so supreme n'
streamin'
like audio on the net
beamin'
on a strong signal
seein' that y'all ain't ready yet
blowin' up like an enveloped bomb in the mail
while I repeatedly smack you in the mouth
and make you whimper and wail
incredibly shrinkin' MCs down to miniature scale
fools die off when they try to follow me like Oregon trail
retelling an ancient tale
pull out a dusty *ss book
I grip the mic and it starts to rain and hail
your mom will cry about the life I took
search for my flow like the search for the Holy Grail
like Monty Python
and ni**as scream while I
get my laser sight on
and my write on
with my light on
the tight song
is right on
point
while I continue to annoint
and tearin' up the whole joint
while other fools just smokin'
you need to realize
that although I play around
Nemesis ain't jokin'
and when we battle I make you start chokin'
on every sentence
when I come through your city and welcome all challengers
ni**as fall on their knees with all repentance
I run marathon freestyles like
the Bay to Breakers
and you see my face on boxes
like I was one of the Quakers
who the **ck do you think I am
after a battle
I'll have you screamin' out uncle and auntie and grandma
and yes sir and yes ma'am
onlookers screamin' out "Damn!"
got problems?
we can solve 'em, man
while I'm exposing you just like my **ckin' name was Candid Cam
I'm rough enough to where I can sand paper with my vocal chords
but invincible enough to where I can wipe my *ss with samurai swords
snappin' the thickest of boards
with my telekenetics
that's where I hold the universe
I got you fools sweatin' heavy
like I was calisthenics
and you get hit with shards of shrapnel
when I make my iron quotes burst
and disperse
you get worse
with verse upon verse
and at the end of a battle you'll have to have me call for a nurse
and driven off in a hearse
when they find out that they're facing me
emcees wanna to curse
I sling you around with one arm like a purse
but of course you realize that I have to deconstruct you first
and
ni**as know I'm supreme
but I'm not a supremacist,
stretching on and on like Dhalsim
and charming to feminists
screamin' "YOGA FIRE!"
like the last time I made a reference to Street Fighter
I don't really give a damn
cause I don't know who to give it to
but you know if you really want it then I'll give it to you
while I represent the Unknown, my old crew
fools wanted to grope when the pope dropped the soap
they zoomed in with a sniper scope and
made a noose for me out of a hemp rope
but lit it up and it made an increase in my temp, hope
that you can believe that this is only a fraction of what I send
when I have you rising up so fast that you get sick from the bends
I make speeches so superflous you have to commend
my style is highly noted and I simply must recommend
take my advice and run for cover
The beginning -the end.

Kinda long, but I hope y'all hip H3(hip hop heads) like it. "And I'm only at 50% of my power, Goku."

Nemesis has spoken...

(I wasn't gonna post this because it was so long, but homeboy got sum tight lics, anyone wanna step to him?)

Posted 10/23/99
Shatter your bones, crush you into earth, wind and the fire
make you see the second coming of the messiah, burn then retire
I'ma shape shifter, lighting the spliff in the dark, hurt, like shots to your
heart, when I vent frustration, I'm tearing the world apart, cuz' rappers
nowadays
gone off the heroin, so just to show you I'm thourou, I smack you with the
barrel
of my gun, shine, like when all these wack rappers walking adjacent..... more
of these shall follow , pROffESor GrEEnTreE of ThE MighTy "DECEPTACONS"

Lyrics by Mr. DeAdLoVe

Posted 10/23/99
i'm spitting unstoppable
yall ni**as cant see me with ya visions dim opticals
i'll make you self destruct like a message in mission impossible
i'm laser beam fast
sick virus making drive C crash
this little ni**a got more game than play station and dreamcast
i stay bent off the liquor
raps shake up the underground like ten on the richter
battles with me be like battles in Braveheart
thats why the only underground rappers i know are from a graveyard
yall ni**as are gonna be sleeping with fishes
cause i spit the deepest with lyrics
deeper than the height of steep as a cliff is
you ni**as could call this fatal spitting
and fu** anal my fetish is facial fisting
i'll take ya whole clique and fill 'em with drugs
it'll affect they brains like computers and the millenium bug
i ain't trying to be reckognized when i rhyme
me shining is you seeing the light on the other side
as soon as you die
a cannibal beast, flesh eating animal species
thats why battling me be
to violent to be seen on national tv
ni**as is banned from tv i'm banned from the internet
my intellect
is higher than where the sides of mount everest intersect
when ni**as see my shit up in freestyle sessions
they get scared and start the 911 speed dial pressing

Lyrics by Lamont Paul
This Brotha is from TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO, WEST INDIES (CARIBBEAN for those of you that don't know your geography. Hip Hop is International, Respekts!)

Posted 10/23/99
Is it me you see or my disablity, can't you see that i wanna walk straight just like you, so stop staring you fool..........don't make fun of me cause i have a disability....you better watch your back of i'll attack, mind your business ya don't want non of this.

I just checked your site out and it is blazin.

Lyrics by Victor

Posted 10/23/99
When i smash through
to get the cash fool
don't try and dash to
the castle
i got your stash too
and i will blast you
with my pistel
holotips don't whistle
i can't miss you
inferreds got's you dead like missles
it's your dismissle from this class
i had to finish the task
retract the hammer back
and crack your mask
tilt your ass
like a flask and take a drink
ni**a im so fast
i'll beat your ass
before you blink
so think
before you become extinct.

Lyrics by RaeDrady@aol.com

Posted 10/20/99
A LYRICAL MIND GOES PAST THE SKIN
SO LISTEN TO THE RHYMES INTOXICATED WITH GIN
AND POLLUTED WITH SIN VERY SINFUL
MY RHYMES BIGHT YOURS LIKE A PIT BULL
THE WEED BRINGS OUT THE LYRICAL
OFFICIAL BRAIN THAT ONLY WORKS WITH INTOXICATIONS
SALE MY SOLE TO SATIN
TAKE THE CHANGE AND GO MONEY AND DRUG EXCHANGIN
MY FAMILY'S BLAMIN
THE BAD INFLUENCE CAUSE ME TRUANT
TO HIGH TO GO TO SCHOOL IN THE GAME OF LIFE IM LOOSEN
TO LAZY TO CHANGE A CRIMINALS BRAIN
ILL BRAKE INTO THE BANKS MANE FRAME
AND STEAL EVERY G,D DAM THANG
BUT I AINT GOING T CHANGE
AND NO ONE CAN CHANGE ME
ILL WAKE UP AT 40 AND SAY WHAT HAPPENED IN MY LIFE
LATELY

THATS JUST SH!@ I WROTE DOWN ,ITS TIME TO GET HIGH NOW
HOPE I DONT GET CAUGHT WIPE THE SWET OFF MY EYE BROW
HIT ME UP IF YOU LIKE THAT SH!@
OR IF YOU THINK NO SKILL WATCH OUT IM FULLY EQUIPPED
HIP HOPS THICK ON THE UNDERGROUND TIP ....

Lyrics by LIFE

Posted 10/19/99
Please post tha following raps on your site, oh, yea, your site kix ass!!!

I'm a lyrical cowboy,
slingin my six shooter started as a boy
I grew like soy, never again would I be called a toy,
now I live life in the saddle,
prepared for battle, lookin for any one that'll
try to mothafu**en tattle,
I gotta make their fu**en heads rattle,
I pimp hoes like my cattle,
Make my bitches straddle,
I roam my land,
lookin to battle a forien band,
spill some blood on the sand,
by arrestin me, the fire was only fanned,
try to contain,
inflict tha lyrical pain,
let the skills drain,
from the enemys brain,
let me take his power,
cruise it in his Bauer,
fu** the wife, the bitch was sour,
thats the law of the land,
I'm every thing but bland!

Lyrics by Gabriel Garza -The lyrical cowboy of the south!

Posted 10/19/99
MeTrOpoLiS ConNecTiOns
Saksion and Statyk
"we started a lil while back and we trying to soon make tracks and sheezniks...here sum rhymes from me...ill send some more with me and statyk soon..."
I stare and go scare up in the mic/tonight ignite live fires up in the night/the time is right/for me to invert yo anatomy/in total darkness drop corpses in the alley/rip open yo heart and let it drip blood like kool aid/unlike jade/u look alien like brandy/discharge dangerous charges from severe wires/two live assassin emcees survivers of suicide for hire/coming more complex than tripe x sex flicks/coming more raw than a unprotected dick flex/coming more hard than rhymes made out of concrete/rhymes so discrete/taste sweet to face defeat/im so dope im under the influence/im so ill im considered a chronic sickness/im more dope than an ounce of pure chronic/im more sick than the plague the bubonic/im hotter than charcoals coming from volcanoes/im hotter than syphillis given by young hoes/im more down than 1000 ft. under the ground/im more loud than profound amp sounds/i got more metaphors so unbelievable/i got more rhymes not even thinkable/
Lyrics by Saksion

Posted 10/19/99
yo i kick flows and rip shows
straight dis hoes, yeah bitch knows
talk shit bro and get ya wrist slit slow
and six ribs broke
i'm on some insane deranged shit
my brains size allows me to shape shift
like the black suited sentinels from the matrix
if i battle you don't meet ya death fake or stage it
cuz if you still got ya life i'm hunting you down to take it
my lyrics upset ya stomach like ulcers
i'm slapping you till you see planets f**k stars
i'm the type that be clutching a knife and foams at the mouth
fu**ing ya wife while she alone at ya house
i'm leaving punks in wheelchairs
i'll scare you till you feel fear
so tremendous ya eyes will bleed tears
and scream and screech till you need air
i hit ni**as constantly like enter on ya keyboard
and blow spots up like 400 pounds of C-4
i dont wunt none of you punks cloning this
cuz i'm claiming more lives than a drunk motorist
i sack rappers like line backers for the packers
and snap they backs like gram crackers
and grasp the world in my hands like atlas
and i'll smash the whole map up
and give these insolent fools wut the f**k they asked for
forget a body cast try a body bag
if u wanna brag
i'm a pump the shooty fast
aim at ya frame and drop ya ass

Lyrics by Charles Bronson

Posted 10/12/99
If my name was Shinobi
I'd be slingin' a shruiken
jumpin' and screamin' "hadoken!"
havin' these ni**as pukin'
jivin' and jukin'
like my name was Barry
when I start to rip it, bystanders watch and look at each other
and say "that shit was scary!"
I never talk about whose ice is the thickest
all I wanna do is battle
see whose rhymes is the sickest
my girl wanted HALF and I slapped her
I said "look bitch, I be writin' these chaptersI"
the master
my words are absurd
yet it's true when I'm bringin' it
my shit's so sick
I got Iraqi fools singin' it
My rhymes can be simple
or they can be complex
shit you can't even follow
I continue my process of mechanically breakin' backs and necks
I break your simple code
acid in your face
watch it corrode
I flip my styles quicker than Flipmode
I don't spit, I drool
and whenever I release
I move around your weaknesses
just like a chess piece
slick like grease
wonder why I'm fly like geese
Whether sportin' tattered jeans
or the slacks with the crease
I won't stop until ya hearbeat cease
Don't fu** wit Nemesis
Lest you make me release
peace...

Lyrics by Nemesis

Posted 10/11/99

I'm gonna destroy the earth's surface with fire from the sun
and make all of hell and earth combine as one
you were never raw
and if you wanna develop a war
i'm summoning demons to settle the score
forget proctecting ya neck and ya jaw
guard ya soul cuz i'm sending ya to hell head first in the floor
i control mics telekenetically
possessing my enemies using telepathy
and drain them of their inner chi energy
U barelly move the crowd when you shoot out a verse
I spit a and make fire and brimstone spew out the earth
a raging freak of nature
I'll choke you till you have breathing failure
then send you to meet your maker
a demon slayer and spiritual legionnaire
defeating evil by depleting evil's air
you don't want me in a fighting rage
cuz if you in my sights and range
I'm slamming into the spot you standing hard enough to send the planet back to the ice age
you are of what mice are made
your rhymes are plain
like seeing blue lines across white page
my lyrical format is raw rap
yours is wack, what you call that
I'll leave you stomped up like door mat
crushed and dirty
you cant touch or hurt me
I never spare anyone fu** mercy
I'm trying to keep a low profile fu** props
making you punks duck down with a sawed off buckshot
bite my rhymes and I'll pry ya k9s out with a pliers
and set ya fire to ya fly attire
till I fry ya
the critically acclaimed, lyrically insane master of ceremonies
my rhymes will posses you so never clone me
if you wack and playing with the mic
you playing with ya life
you'll probably end cut up and laying in ice
yo a crazy mutha fuka strate out the caribbean
prepare for the 145 tearing ya out the frame for the millenium

Rhyme by: Lamont Paul

Posted 10/11/99

any competitors
come up to this predator
and be faded
cuz i'm articulated
i'll battle with the best
and they'll be stunned like the rest
so put my rhymes to tha test
cuz you're just a bump on my quest
to destroy fake m.c.'s
like tha puff daddy's
in it for tha paperz
you wack ass traitors
you'll never be true hip hop
and you'll and always be stopped
short of your goal
you'll be burned up like coal
you'll be sacraficed for tha sake
of making my world a better place
for tha hip hop kind
who are always tryin'
to blow up tha mic
and keep tha game tight
so much respect to tha real m.c.'s
and fu** you to tha smoked up trees.

Rhyme by: Tha Chosen One

Posted 9/26/99

Riches to bit**es its all well
I fu**ed them both up and lived to tell
and all my nigaz got shot or behind a cell
but when your on top
and da jewels you rock
dont even compare it to me and my glock
and your life will be told by the hands on da clock
and me and pac represent da hood
while my shits going double platnum your is going double wood
and I know you wish you could
cause you wish you had a life
the only thing you had a wife
and I fu**ed her and slit her wit a knife
and thats all about that
because she was a rat
and I would of fu**ed your mom but da bitch to fat

REFRAIN: Riches to bit**es is da shit
I ate out your mom and threw a way da pit
But its all good when your on top
and its not good when your jewels we had to cop

See i represent the wood
the dirties fu**in hood
its so fu**in bad its good
see my rhyme is the best
repin the west
in your home your da guest
this is shortiest ryhme
but yo i gtg im out of time

Rhyme by: Dr Damian

Posted 9/26/99

You know me Wopz I shine like highlighters
Can't hold me I'm an out of sight rhymewriter
I'm Stone Cold like Steve
ni**as can't hold me
1, 2 , or 3:16
Your team can't stop my cream
Do it for the green
It would be obscene
If you caught me in first down T-shirts and clench jeans
I write rhymes for Tim boots and Rimmed coups
My ni**as'll cut you like Ninjitsu mixed with Ginsu
Ya'll ni**as scream you nice I hush liars
I blaze more trees then them Cali brush fires
Laced in lush attire, I stay low in the cut
ni**as I don't even know holler, "yo what up"
From me, they'll be lucky if they got the nod
I'm like a god
When I kick sh*t like Jean Claude
What best suites me is to flip like Bruce Lee
Attack your team until authorities nuse me
At that point I'll be hanging like an apple
I get ni**as shook like when a lion's cage rattle
So when ya'll ni**as take a ride through
Just realize that Wopz is liable

Rhyme by: WOPZ

Posted 9/26/99

Dont wanna fu** wit dis,
Got jewels from my neck to my ris,
if take off my flashy shit,
all you got is man thats it,
So if you decide to mess,
then you’ll take 6 to your chess,
and i’ll be the one gettin money,
haha that shit is funny,
sometimes bitches will rob u for your money,
i give a shoutout to... i cant remember
and to my wife ill be back in september,
or better yet november,
or how about december,
because a brother need need sex,
and cruisin wit his boys in da lex,
my album will be hardcore no sound efx,
crash the benz ill snap your neck,
i ll nock you bitch ass on da grass,
and then ill turn this ryme side ways stick it staight up ur monkey ass,
then i ll cut your wrists wit glass,
and i love bitches cause there like blunts puff puff pass,

Beachwood beachwood bitches are the phatest
Beachwood beachwood ni**az are the baddest
( 3 times)

see the bitches in da wood are the phatest
and the ni**az are the baddest
and when we get snitched on we get the madest
so when you see me walking in your hood
pay your respect to me and the wood
keep pimpin and ghetting your paper its all good
so what you think about dis and dat
and yo dis respect my the wood ill bust the gat
on you and the rats
and my dogs will kill your pussy cats
and aain what u think about and....
what the fu** you think about

Lyrics by: DrDamian

Posted 9/25/99

MR. COROD WILL LEAVE THE CRIME SCEEN SPOTTLESS ONLY WAY YOU WILL FIND ME IF I'M LOOKIN LIKE BONNIE AND CLIED CAUSE I'M ON THE ROAD NOW AS I HIT 100 ON CRUIS CONTROL AINT NO FINDING ME CUASE I'M SLIDING HITTIN CORNERS LIKE ITS THE BEST OF ME IF THE 5O'S CATCH ME THEY BETTA SEND ME TO THE PENITENTARY CAUSE JUVI CANT HANDLE THIS G I'M TOO ROUGH AND TUFF SEE THESE HOLOW POINTS COMIN AT YO HAT TO LATE TO PULL IT NOW I WANNA SEE YOU DIE WIT A FROWN.

HOW YOU LIKE THAT FLOW JUST EMAIL ME HOMIE, I'M OUT.

Posted 9/25/99
I stay focused on harmony
to avoid people from harm'n me
illusions to the optical
sometimes it's hard to see
that in reality
this whole world could fall to greed
i couldn't expect any different
personal awerness, just look at me
i'm not excluded
like you my souls polluted
violence deep rooted
education deluded
love is substituded with agression
politics and bad buds got me stressen
asken questions
like what's wrong
how can i kill the pain
substance abuse
nose drain
cocain
nostril inflamed
feeling pressure in my brain
i'm bout to blow like kurt go-bang(kobane)
i'm drained feeling dead
hearing songs in my head
telling me to put evil on a diet
and feed'em lead
water and bread
and then of with its head
to kill illusions of the bible
that need to be reread
at first they miss led
deceived and force fed
said drink the holy blood
and eat the holy bread
resurrect the dead to protect your soul
i got a spoon in my mouth
eat'n out the devils bowl

Lyrics by J-lon Yet another phat lick from Paul Colen! Someone sign this B-Boy.

Posted 9/20/99
How u luv it hit ya like the 3rd ward we government!
Come into our face and we will smother it.
I'm Big mama Quisha and I'm loving it.
Wootay wanna talk shyt surprised he could manage it.
I'll knock U out in dis' establishment. Are U Loving It!
How My Soldiers be Coppin' It wit AK's you doging it.
I'm asking ya how Ya luving it.

Lyrics by Queen20425@aol.com

Posted 9/20/99
Hey, Brian i'm looking for a tight ass dj in the CA, bay area. I thought that you might be able to put me on with someone. Here's a sample of some simple L's I'm moved and motivated
highly agitated
frustrated, life i hate it
welcome death elated
made it.
darkness falls apon, red dawns
timed for decision
practice what you preach
after life is for deceased on mission
heven and hell
suburbs vs.'s the inner-city
battle of wits
life-forms depend on milk from titties
booty and na na
no panties on, i see through bra's
i take these average girls and turn them into superstars
tattoo's on inner thighs
i like it when you spell my name right
take dildoo's where i go just so i can keep the vibe tight
denounce the bible
devil's advocate i'm in control
piss'n in gods chalice
and taken buds out of the devil's bowl
i love my palm, she's the only one who does me right
pussy's like DMX in belle it's all hype
If you have anybody in mind please e-mail me back. Even if you don't know any dj's let me know what you think of the rhym. Your boy,

Lyrics by J-lon

Early morning seeing another day a predator smothers his prey
So f*ck ya'll busta say
when I forecast weather it's a wack mc rain delay
Mastering ciphers one by one
detaching you lung by lung snatch out a eyeball for you can see where
I'm coming from
Expelling any mic felon flesh wound face swelling
Best presume not around me
saying you got flow bringing a baby pool to drown me
You get left where the lost and found be
Awaken sun size bottles in crossfire in the tunnel a gun lies
empty out of order like the close minded
my topic is to get like dick to a thick chick you ho's find it
Enjoyment young black unemployment playing flames nothing to toy with
can't avoid it rap kama sutra
that sh1t you ain't used ta wack mc bruiser
teenage old schoolers
thoughts avalanches card board brake dances
I'm cool like LL moe dee and G Rap
used cars and jail bars pre-tracks so-called mc's crack
under content real summertime rhyme sh1t
police enemy in front of the liqour stores ni**as know
I'm coming to rip ya flow
Taming.......

Inhaling breaths of life siren ambulances death at night
brutal battlefield none left the fight untouched
some rush large cuts spots busted in
ya main man trusted him destroyed caskets
suitable funeral tears fall down the cheek
beers poured on the street some died more deplete
I'm buckle up now my struggle stuck
they moving too fast muscle up
fanasties all ficton mentally curse called christians
confused small children parents abandon the seed they planted
foundation stranded strings kings and queens
corrupted by branded jeans and schemes.....

My intiative is to look listen and observe
surroundings and words meeting on curbs cheefing erb
Now money chasing got me in a funny situation
career moves run me a station the chosen one's creation
causing minor setback I got the right to be rhyming exact
shinning inclinning the headcrack leaving competition dead flat
I'm not the one to run so cock the gun
temperture rising watch the sun burn all wack mc's melt
The black G's felt knowledge of self my well polished wealth
I write tight loosening up stiff when I bust sh1t
spectators be saying f*ck this
no need to say more most ni**as pulling b*tches pay for they wh*re
f&cking the unprotected cuz I stay raw......

What!
It's Nothing
Chi-town ni**a
windy city style
Peace to the gods and earths

Lyrics by Lauren Greenfield