[Roc]

Keep up the rhymes so I can stick with it.. godfather

like adhesives, close to u i only got one reason,
cold as ice i spit precise, keep u from breathin,
not a heathen but it's just that season, keep believin,
keep thinkin i can't rap and the flows'll keep u bleedin,
off fire i'm feedin, i'm Moses with the face gleamin,
always felt when i'm raisin hell, hotter than demons,
pedestal preachin, on a platform u aint reachin,
fuck Tom peepin, u fags can keep suckin that semen..

[Mythology]

fuck Tom peepin, u fags can keep suckin that semen.. JRoc

lick it up like a kitty yo, yall been busy though,
cuz compared to me, ya local river's got a shitty flow,
i pity those who can't come steady on the mic,
ready for tonight? fuck a pad and pen, i'll bring machettes to the fight,
homey with the nine, hit ya whip till ya gun it,
run it? the shit i spit will make you sick to your stomach.
shit yo, i've done it, like a flesh disease if you mess with me you gon' meet ya doom,
cuz when i drop flames, i got firemen wanting to leave the room,
so don't speak too soon, or i'll send these razors speeding to your kids,
and even though it's ripped, take this mic.. i'm leavin you with it

[Roc]

i'm leavin you with it.. mythology

relevant to all things eloquent, a synonym to excellent,
beyond that i can't tell, above kings i'm prevalent,
heaven-sent so i blaze, like comets from outerspace,
crash on earth wake up the saints, far from mundane,
bring the pain most wouldn't, train-a thought never ruined,
never catch me in a wreck, my flow is just fluid,
a steward to the art, paintin pictures in the dark,
human to the naked eye, a beast within like noah's ark..

[G0dFath3r]

"human to the naked eye, a beast withing like noah's ark.." - Jroc

A fiend so maniacal it consumes all humanity/
Leaving nothing left but a world of insanity/
A demon so vicious the mere sight blinds your eyes/
A cloud of destruction raining down from the skies/
It devours all life and it sheds not a tear/
It slaughters your body and feeds on your fear/
This creature you fear is known as a change/
It laughs and it watches your life rearrange/
Some people embrace it and grow stronger each day/
But you will die slowly if you stand in it's way/
The people who fear it will soon know it's power/
As millions of people die by the hour/
Well now a time has come for a new change arrives/
Bringing new strength to whoever survives/
This change is called bboy, your challenge awaits/
Those who fail go through demonic gates...

[Mode]

Those who fail go through demonic gates... - godfather

my flows shift tectonic plates they so powerful,
i spit in a second what takes ya'll an hour full,
turn a sweet kat to sour puss when i slay mics,
check the name aight i stay tight like dyke flaps,
write facts, only say i'm dope 'cos it's like that,
strike fast, leave ya crew with no spines,
enough a this wack shit yo it's showtime...

[Assassin]

enough a this wack shit yo it's showtime... -Mode

Showtime, time fa me ta show mine//
Game time, spittin lines wit dope rhmes//
Old school terms, random adjectives and verbs//
Used to twist minds, induce more pain wit words//
No violence, just punishing souls through rhymin//
Crush opponents' mics resulting in lyrical silence//
This verse ain't for sale, but your spirit's buyin it//
Soak it in and feel it, gauranteed to leave ya cryin//
I throw right hooks from left field, his fate is sealed//
Leave his verses naked, worse than a banana peeled//
This skills are not taught, they're genetic//
Anyone not flowin on our level is pure pathetic//

[G0dFath3r]

"Anyone not flowin on our level is pure pathetic//" - Assassin

I'm on a level above all because my shit's magnetic/
Got you all wide eyed because my style's kinetic/
Like the motion in the ocean, I'm a force to be admired/
Like an aprodisiac, my shit's always desired/
I can throw a line far and it always comes back/
Like a boomerang before it gives you a smack/
Like you're on cheap crack, my shit's an addiction/
Get's people hooked like crazy, before causing affliction/
More real then science fiction, my raps are legit/
Like a poisonous cobra, can kill you with one spit/
So just quit, because you'll never come here/
To the level I'm on, you won't even come near/
I strike fear into every eye that can see/
These lines from my mind that put you on one knee/
And worship me, because I am the father of rap/
I spit lines so violent they make your mind snap/

[EyeBoog]

make fams, grams, dough from text books
jammed flow n' late bam how the teck look
baked spam n' electric bows n' deck flowers from neck hooks
spectators takin blows from rams, cows, n' small spectacles
flexible dough flakin' flakes of snow into your nose and testicals
a miracle glow in debates thats slow, but who knows correctionals
candle goes too. pitch black gates of hoes, rakes, and perpectuals
rythmatical low while smack talkin innate cakes n' wreck lyricals
umbillical chords snap rap from lip flaps agate in spec rituals

[Forest]

my first post so any feed back tips ect send me a message, thanks

snap back, change tack, lets get peeps movin to the right track,
sweet ryhmes that tickle and cripple the fickle,
people that whisper there flow cause they aint seen their gift,
people whos crisper than snow, silent fall too light to lift,
while their belief bombs like hiroshima, dead wake,
breath in teeth gritted, no dont cry, heart ache,
gotta see through misty ways, admire the way the mind plays
gotta flee those fisty raids, retire your agression, crime pays?
Fuck what you heard, its time to be counted,
be the one to turn this life round, dont be surmounted,
hit hard at the shit in you reality,
you got worth its time for the rebirth,
you the one to make the others see,
stay true to you and stick to your turf,
fly....go far under the raidant sun,
be the star.... be the number one,

[Tuddles]

gimme some tips if its wack -




My heart's heavy weighin close to a ton
often times i find myself staring at a gun//

carryin the weight of my peers on my shoulders
like Sisyphus up a hill, barin the weight of boulders//

reality feels colder, time feels slower
guess im gettin older times slow cause im movin slower//

barely making it through everyday
but im gonna make it no matter the way//

cause im dying to eat, dying to sleep
im living to beat, life on the street//

im willin to meet the standards set by those before me
cause the "living on concrete standards" aint workin for me//

point is, you gotta try to get where you goin
set some goals a better mentality what'chu holdin//

your golden, you rose up, above those who said you wouldnt be shit
glowin now, you rose up, to a throne they said you couldnt sit//

[G0dFath3r]

"Glowin now, you rose up, to a throne they said you couldn't sit//" - Tuddles

Never gave up the fight, with blind sight you wouldn't quit/
Surrender's not an option, defeat you won't admit/
You've commited your whole career, mind split but still here/
You strike fear into people then dissapear/
They can't hear you but they know that you lurk about/
Hear their mind shout but drown it out/
No doubt in your mind that this battle's already won/
You're just having fun, but time to raise the heat like the sun/
Causing fire to evryone, like a blazing flame/
Burn verses in their faces, a disgrace to their name/
Take on the whole world with widespread whirlwinds/
wide-eyed, tongue-tied, left with nothing but a grin/

[DeCypher]

"Take on the whole world with widespread whirlwinds/
wide-eyed, tongue-tied, left with nothing but a grin/" - G0dFath3r

and a bucket full of gin, to make the alcohalics grin
and a bitch who don't care about suttin' on her chin
my rhymes are pretty heavy, I'll punch and make you spin
handle problems like air, let go a moment after I take 'em in
but enough about the sin and the drama we're facin'
blowin' up to all our kin, settle down and do it all again
I hold my anger inside like a bottle held within
'til I'm shootin' the breeze like I'm poppin' at the wind
I stop and then begin to pile writtin' flows into a bin
to collect my best thoughts so when I rock I always win
and blow up when I'm on the scene like Osama Bin Laden

[Mook]

Feeling trapt, can't think losin my mind,
dealing crack, can't blink, i'm on da grind,
I feel like I'mma bout to lose my grip,
I feel like Imma slip, fall, and trip,
feel trapt in dis cage, can't express my rage,
bout to blow a gasket, bout to blow a gage,
this life needs to turn a chapter, turn a page,
I'm cold, I'm stuck, I'm freezing on stage,
and it's no better when I got to choose my road,
mentaly bout to explode, while my flesh starts to carode,
fighting the pain is useless, and ends up pointless,
but it leaves me with countless thoughts all choicless,
so I stand here hating everything, hating everyone,
no I wont be used, and I wont care about anyone,
got no family, no parents to call me "son",
so my times up, my time is done.
End.
-Mook-

[RingerINC]

got no family, no parents to call me "son",
so my times up, my time is done. -- mook

Clocks stop the time and the theory breaks within/
lifless hangings of the present only bring thoughts of sin/
witheld for a lifetime, revealed only in a moment/
time, words spoken about it, but i can never own it/
So with no shape, i can only feel my spirit/
and trust myself to force beliefs in it/

a timeline rift, true purity only held in song/
my mind breaks free and the moment is gone/

[Elbee]

a timeline rift, true purity only held in song/
my mind breaks free and the moment is gone/--- INC

the moment was sudden and split but now it is gone
the settings were right but something gone wrong
I waited patiently for this moment, anxious for so long
but now its a thing of the past, i guess i gotta move on
hope that new opportunities will pop out of the ground
its like a pair of chain balls hanging from the edges of my mouth, causing this frown
Just a smile from an acquaintance and i would follow the gesture
burden finally lifted, can no longer feel the crushing pressure