Rising Phoenix Posted May 14, 2003 Fouzia_Bella: not once did u mention your love for me and your devotion. Na, but the concept is a notion No time to stand still, follow the motion Its a new light,new life, new day Step out in the sun,ya cant hide away Instinct-poet: If the people in the middle address the evil a little i'd fiddle w/ death like Evil knevil Evil aint nothing but good turned round With that news, jump, spin, touch the ground Dont you worry, and dont you cry And with this last rhyme, I'mma say bye bye wicked rhymes, keep it coming people... ~harmonyangel~ Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Benevolent_ Beauty Posted May 15, 2003 this little rhyme is from a family member of mine..(my lil bro)..ne who..i luv it...itz stupid tho...here it goes...letz pretend he's talkin' to Instinct poet (nuttin' but luv 4 ya onda realz.. ) uh..uh...ur face is dirty...ur rhymez are nerdy...betta step back be4 i smack u down like a ba'mitton' birdy...loooooooooool..i luv it.. herez anotha one...lol ur wackass hell ur rhymez so geeky more than screech in SAved by the Bell...lol loooooooooool..there goes our future "rappers"...sad huh..lol Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Fouzia_Bella Posted May 15, 2003 looooool...BB, that's cute! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MeTaPhOr_MaTaDoR Posted May 15, 2003 Ill rhyme with lyrics Super Sublime Makin it in time To take over This stinkin old rhyme It seems as though ur lyrics are fine But to this lyrical mind Their nothing but disposable grime Now lets change my style a bit So I can hit with some magical shit My lyrical game is incredible Ill cross u with a syllable after syllable Jump shots formed empirical Resulting from hands with strange miracles A mind more devastating More then my fists when levitating Then the suspense mounts to the brim Ur shakin askin how ull be able to swim The Climax Hits After which Ill hit you with some shock and awe Leavin you a broken jaw.. Continuously screamin AHHH AHHH AHHH Beat that...... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I DONT JUST BRING HEAT TO A BEAT I RADIATE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
sYric-STiPHuLLa Posted May 15, 2003 freestyle freestyle bruth J watcha got 1,2 put the beat and bump this in ya head , now seriously dont' get dellusional absurd and disfuntional i wanna show ya'll what it takes to breath and bake/ to walk to the lake/ the rake of leaves and smell of the cake/ ha i wanted to kick for yah a flow simple and dim/ enought to catch shaq at the rim/ i love the ballad/ that *sh was sour like sallad/ but youngDUNN back up in this/ so get cho grill and grub grab yo cheatos and doritos'/ we havin a picnic one like no other/ sit and sizzle hot under the sun it's summer/ no need for a hummer u got me HUN/ love like u never loved shove plates and feed mouths/ whats a pleasure and when u got amnesia/ oh leave the reafers and dead creatures(ill'mcs)/come and enjoy and party with the MPLS fam/ i promise it won't be no sham/ no one night *sh no lights OUT party out lets get out *sh/ i'm bout fun now let's get in perspective / get to the fun and watch the SKY- N play frisbee / go hide n seek / take a leak behind trees watch for the park five-0'S THO. we havin the PICNIC OF OUR lives come join and stay the night/ HON love WUN love SUN love PERFUME and glossy LUV wont' cha stop by me later on the week/ catch the matrix RE-/ AND FLEE our fate/ throw away what we've meant to eat and dine off our work and lick the plates/ don't be shy;N'sigh ,/JUST DON'T BE LATE Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Instinct.Poet Posted February 14, 2004 I'm so Late who's to decide my fate.. I bake and shake like fat chef making cake Hold up' spit unda'my lil bro' flows how sick can it get 1'fam runnin the show ..HOld Up Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Warmoog Posted February 15, 2004 Hold up! I bake bitter cakes topped with icing salty From 2 cups of my tears… yuck Fouzia_Bella mentioned devotion Is it loyalty, fidelity or Another superstitious notion? Yeah, I was promised that too Then found myself in dark corners Shedding tears like a fool Drunk on love's blinding potion I forgot to be sensible then Got sucka-punched by devotion A woman scorned Hellish fires burn in me Briefly I mourned Now revenge is what I seek So I plot evil War-paint marks my cheeks Getting ready to cause upheaval Burn the house down And get psychotically medieval Exchanging the bridal gown For a suit of armour Gonna reclaim my stolen crown Sword drawn for a fight But in the midst of this clamour And ruckus by a queen of the night Someone's whispering in my ear Satanic verses he recites He once took pleasure in my tears Now he erased my fears and Fuels my needless pride Places a sword in my hand Of my emotions he takes command But would rather see me dead & buried In fiery desert sands He beams with delight When he hears my war-cries And witnesses my plight As I gallop to my demise You can bet your last peso The Devil's gonna be dancin' tonight (Salaamz.) Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Lois Lane Posted February 15, 2004 i wanna dance to some crazy beat let my moves make you feel the heat but i can’t cause im stuck.... in this jungle of hyenas I, the gazelle still stand no one knows how, lost in his shine, i believed he was fine his shadow even excited the fan in me though his words never reached my soul his lips spoke my language young and blinded by his light I honestly thought he was right wrong I was indeed cause in the mist of his greed my heart still bleeds they say mistakes happen and life is a ***** dust yourself off and keep trying again but what if your blocked by pain and the first is like the last and your heart is the target of stabs and his words echos like a bad nightmare it all reminds you of the treatment beated cheated mistreated, now is that fair shit! the scares i still bare my mother told me i was gold diamond and pearl to the sight of any mortal,very much rare maybe his sight isn’t right, in need of a prescription maybe im wrong in need of a new luv definition but its just another maybe, another honey, another cold night. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Lois Lane Posted February 15, 2004 when the night s are cold and days are dark some look around for the light they start dreaming of a certain feeling desperately wanting, even praying... In need of this crazy feeling that got some bleeding I decided to add to 1 maybe my heart he will put on a high rate maybe my mind he will stimulate the search began, Zion was officially hunted truly wanted and very much needed blinded by my hopes I pointed my arrow in the hopes of findind a fly one instead I got cheated and felt on a black crow despite the obvious 1 still got added to 1 and so the addition began at first the sky was blue and every sentenced ended with you emotions got quickly thick and I became more then just another chick mathematically my heart beats multiplied despite the beautiful scene in his eyes I could see the scheme even in the best light he made me feel less then bright but see I was high on my hopes drugged by my dreams the drums of my heart was multiplying by the minute the tempo was made loudly yet genuinely through a fog of deceit I still stood hoped for this emotional weather to become better but soon the simple addition got multiplied and 1 got bitter a substraction was badly needed so 1 chosed happiness over lust and today 1 smiles like the sunrise, trust! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Section6er Posted February 16, 2004 oh I can ryhme to knick knack paddy wack ok ok ok Msword 's rattles and instinct tattles While tenaciously holding to his neverending love for Benevolent girl Filled with harmony and blessed with angels All this metaphors are beautiful but can turn deadly like a matador facing a bull Similar to a vision of a murder she wrote Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
nervous-chic Posted February 16, 2004 and the beat goes on drrram...drrram she looks around notices him,intellect he bears his soul jumps the boat and swims half way skips to the right and blows her a kiss the dance of fire they shall dance till this nite i awaite his answer a beat unanswered brothel at the italian whorehoue seek refuge in anything escape the feeling the dirty stain he has left a tubula rasa her heart was skidded to the apex shaped to perfection he sought her eys, engaged her mind breathed her oxygen untill he drank her all erased her true identity and left a red spot what started out as a hindi shugaansi intiated by a smile and wink brought her to the empty rhymes of sleepless nites searched for her spot in SOL completion she sought hunger she felt longer she wrote shorter the lines got skip ahead and finish her thought dare you she did add your two cents Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mental Paradox Posted February 16, 2004 why put in 2 cents and not save up for main events The main even has now appeared "I" The mental paradox should not be feared though the path for me should now be cleared this little bit is just a taste, a taste of what's to really come I urge whomever is next please proceed I will not big up myself and concede I hope one day to gain support but for now I must Abort Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Benevolent_ Beauty Posted February 16, 2004 u might as well abort it ur mood ur mind ur visionz u know imma distort'em u might as well support em (mine) u might as well deport'em (urz) u might as well cry n' call to supreme court'em u know u can't afford'em financially support'em u refugee quite or else INS will escort'ya 2 Somalia i'll deport ya remind u of any1? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Vanquish_V12 Posted February 17, 2004 here to percolate your ears is the lyrical genius/with melodious rhymes finely tuned to permeate through your cerebral cortex/so gather around n let me take u on vision to a land freem from isms/ n ceo with paws extending over oceans/ my first question/ how come in this land of plenty/ i see so many needy/ so kick back relax n reflact on dat/ n tomorrow will have a little chat. peace Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DeadlyVision Posted February 18, 2004 B4 we have that chat~ Let point an answer to where its at! In a land with plenty filled with lot of needy! It could be they got rich pockets and poor minds- But 'm worried 'bout my peeps bck home hopping land mines... is why I can't think of the greedy! He got a million bucks, but still needs me :mad: Should know better, 'm Somali- 4da F-of-it I get lazy act crazy...chew and take nothin' but SHAB- shab... Just so I can chill and chat Ahlan-wasahlan with fellow shabaabs...Chillin' wit' somali girls rockin' hijaabs and Tang-Tops!..lol Cause we all know up'north was built with a ciminal blue print- here is my cue hint, look at the worlds CEO fruads! Hoppin' more than rabbits they be like frogs- With lot of poli-time-tickin talks... With time switchin' walks, I close this flops... Body slam every boss!... Deport me and give me a free ticket bck home, I gain' their loss!... Seeded from the phuck ups- Signin' off sayin' Phuck Off! I mean really, when they call for bills I tell 'em PHUCK OFF! :mad: ........................................... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
