[Mode]

Livin' in hipcracy's, hip hop we see, smoke more green then a Poppy leaf/
Makin' cops go flee, awkwardly, makin' fruits rock with beets, from CAPPED LOCKED IN KEYS/

mic's get knocked 'n beat, rivals dropped 'n weak,
i'm the boss 'n these kids stay on my jock for weeks,
can't stop the heat, spit till my lungs blocked 'n wheeze,
rock the street, pop 'n squeeze on anybody mockin' me,
foreal i'm so ill, my verses consume emergency rooms,
if i battled mode, shit, i'd be concerned for me too,
burnin' in third degree fumes, i'm on fire with mics,
style is tight, no guile tonight i'm just riled to fight,
i'm raw 'n evil, flip the decks i finna scorch the needle,
'n bring twice the action like the transformer sequal..

[Zodiak Stizo]

i'm raw 'n evil, flip the decks i finna scorch the needle,
'n bring twice the action like the transformer sequel..
stop talkin b4 u let that shit from your lips//
got backbone till i take the blade n let it slip in ur disks//
losing too much now you wanna measure ya risks//
cant get around it like americans around somalian ships//
my crew could deck you cuz we have a full house on board//
when it comes to takin shit its always the and and never the oars//
used to pig out on mc's till battles became a boar//
heavy weight but no one gave me reason to b glutton no more//
not Rick James bitch, but my ego's tip got me Kraven Morehead//
a Marvel in battle, my inner Hunter got me Kraven for more dead//
wanna give a could shoulder but dont try to humerus//
its not funny compared to how sick u assume u bust//

[Backfire]

(on iPhone so I'm not rewriting the end of the other one)

And I bussed all the way over to your home town/
To throwdown and show that I contest the best around/
See, when I open frees poetry's flowin like maple trees/
Reppin Canada from the city with the shitty hockey team/
Maple Leafs, no hatin please, just take your beef away/
Us canadian are servin bacon to consumers everyday/
I'm talkin Tim Hortons,writin better than Jim Morrison/
I'm rolling like stones while y'all are walkin like poor men/
While it's poorin outside, you gettin wet while I'm staying dry/
Flying above the clouds spitting loud from way up high/
Guess now you know how percipitation is made/
So remember I'm the one above raining on your parade/

[B-Boy.FReaK]

Guess now you know how percipitation is made/ So remember I'm the one above raining on your parade/

Well, sorry for shittin' on your charade, want a lemonade?
Go drink some cool-aid or do you need a fuckin' aid?

I'm tired of your gimmicks, your horrible mimicks.
Makes me wanna puke, go mute, go and blow a reed flute. BEEP!

Yea, I'm Pan, goat-head on a frenzy, rapin' meathead goin' dizzy.
Furious beast-man, that I am, grillin' an idiot on a fryin' pan.

Who do you think you're lookin' at? A loser in a shitty flat?
You think I wanted to be so poor, sleep on a floor without a door?

Don't mess with me, you can do anything else for free.
I don't give a f_ck, you can go get your pubes plucked.
It ain't a concern of mine, unless you gimme a fine.

[BboyJedi]

Don't mess with me, you can do anything else for free.
I don't give a f_ck, you can go get your pubes plucked.
It ain't a concern of mine, unless you gimme a fine.

I'll give you a fine, off the top like a nickle and a dime/
Because i'm so fine, cus i can pro rhyme/
You can pro mime my lines, be more versatile than optimus prime/
i mean transformer, what's older/
I warned you to back off the heats gotten colder/
Your'e rental on my cypher expired please renew this/
you cant spit but you critic, oh please review this/
you're fake and you're written you can't fool this/
smack you in your two lips you'll end up under tulips/

[B-Boy.FReaK]

Your'e rental on my cypher expired please renew this/ you cant spit but you critic, oh please review this/ you're fake and you're written you can't fool this/ smack you in your two lips you'll end up under tulips/

Aight, here I veer off into my own track/
I'm back, fresh off da hook, outta that crack.//

Two-bar rhymin's gettin' old, so I'll be bold./
Strike it cold, spit it on the floor, outside my mind's door.//

I don't care if you think my shit is whack, that it's on crack./
I already got so many shits on my back, nuf' pack to fill a whole rack./
But I ain't cryin', whinin', or bitchin' cuz my heart ain't black./
At least not nemore, forevermore, I'll fly with wings to flap.//

Transcend, comprehend, but don't condescend, just ascend./
Multiple trends that I see goin' on, but I stick to my one bend.//

Yeah I go my own way, regardless of the gay fray./
The age-long beef ain't a ground for me to play.//

So I say peace out, chill out, and just take it easy./
Whenever you feel queasy, just spit; ya won't be so bluesy.//

[BboyJedi]

Originally Posted by B-Boy.FReaK So I say peace out, chill out, and just take it easy./ Whenever you feel queasy, just spit; ya won't be so bluesy.//

You got me bluesy like i'm floating in the water/
his shit's out of order, and he was supposed to be a daughter/
I'ma show him the road like dora the explorer/
You're a rew-kie and you can't do me/
I'ma smoke your lines up like a lucy/
I spit loosely, I'm the emcee bruce lee/
This cat don't got skills/
I told you before he can't even hold a rhyme still/
He's more boring than david copperfield/
And he's a bigger waste than a dollar bill/
Why you spit to my face and rid my grill?/
He know my skills will put his ass to bed like nyquil//

[bboymarky]

yea, today was a good day, sunny sunlight,
playing ball with the homies and drinkin lemenade.
green grass, large picnics, even flying the kite,
not the time to worry about minimum wage.
i feel like a pet bird that came out of a cage,
had no time to learn how to chirp, or even fly.
but now i'm free, open wings, trying to touch the sky.
I gotta go now, still gotta lot of things to try,
im outchyo, i'll keep it n'sync, bye bye bye.

[smashley]

I gotta go now, still gotta lot of things to try,
im outchyo, i'll keep it n'sync, bye bye bye

today we celebrate and declare: freedom reigns/
we're stripped of our oppressive chains/
pay respect to those who stood on ramparts/
and gave wreck to the enemy in our parts/
Crushed and destroyed for liberty/
But was bloodshed truly necessary?/
War can't always determine who is right/
Only the ones who are left have the hindsight/

[therealkickass]

War can't always determine who is right/
Only the ones who are left have the hindsight/


When two worlds collide that are rivaled nations/
Sing Burning Heart to keep the good public relations/
And don’t forget to train in the snow to get your own montage/
Out run some Russians to scream on a mountain and live in a garage/
Remind me to get pissed off at my wife in the meddle of the night/
So I can cry away my strife to a song that’s tight/
In my Lamborghini that is Italian made/
And Pauli got a robot for his birthday that’s a maid/
If I ever beat Drago in The Sweetest Victory/
But there’s No Easy Way Out then I’m a contradictory/
History is my favorite subject/
That’s why mysteries of the Eye of the Tiger is so easy for me to fuck with/

[huffking]

History is my favorite subject/
That’s why mysteries of the Eye of the Tiger is so easy for me to fuck with/

mysteries is never a garaunteed solution/
but still they cloud our minds with foul thoughts like pollution/
every single day i ask my mama why/
whys everyone struggling to live, if we're just living to die/
and no i aint runnin from the reaper, cuz him i'll great ya/
but when the devils come to town i put on my nike sneakers/
the kid is fresh with the thoughts of life and philosphy/
why is not everyone democrat if we live in democracy/
its a hyprocacy how we are own mockory/
try to be a shinin light for the world, but got no one to follow we/

[doulas4lifeVictoria]

(quote huffking)its a hyprocacy how we are own mockory/
try to be a shinin light for the world, but got no one to follow we/
[/QUOTE huffking]

Step up to the plate and keep on swinging
dont throw in the towel keep on fighting
chomp..chomp..grr.. hear that the devil is trying to swallow me too, teeth biting
Im no piggy but the devils like the big bad wolf huffing and puffing, attacking
but my daddys battling for me, my daddys God so he's winning, wolfys losing
archangel Micheal didnt even fight the devil so your wise to grab your nikes
but no worries God will throw satan in a horrible place in hell called hades
Who cares if we gotta walk alone and march to the drum of a different beat
understand the wicked will end up as ashes under the soles of the righteous feet
the wicked are precious souls that need saving
only God can be delivering but your a tool God is using
so the gosphel be preaching, and your light keep rocking
home plate is waiting, you in position?
saving souls is God's mission and your part of that vision
you see for those who reject Jesus it's not 1..,2..,3, strikes your out
the umpire does not make the call your safe until Jesus is believed without doubt

[smashley]

you see for those who reject Jesus it's not 1..,2..,3, strikes your out
the umpire does not make the call your safe until Jesus is believed without doubt

in truth i'm as much of sinner than a saint/
preached that i ain't a winner if I don't have faith/
so I walk the earth, carry religion where ever I go/
Hands entwined with destiny helps keep me afloat/
I pray by the same hand that sheds blood/
Day by day my lies burden those I love/
Trying to turn a new leaf and be rid of imperfections/
But each direction simply leads to another transgression/
Now I kneel before you with my soul exposed/
Bear witness to the catalyst that furloughs/
And I plead and beg while swallowing my pride/
Wash it down with a dozen apologies that I've kept aside/
Drown myself with guilt till I have no more to confess/
And put myself in God's hands and let him handle the rest

[therealkickass]

Drown myself with guilt till I have no more to confess/
And put myself in God's hands and let him handle the rest


While I’ll try to clean up this mess that the world left/
And teach the youth that Obama is nothing more then a right left/
Maybe he won't drown out entire towns like Bush did in Katrina/
But he still passing unconstitutional laws for the Fed and with FEMA/
Obviously too many are blind to see the idiocracy in this fake democracy/
That’s why they keep feeding us hypocrisy that will take us into an autocracy/
You got to be wise like the good book says and question information thoroughly/
Most people here know not to be worldly but yet you'll flock to anything morally/
Or at least that’s what they think, like the words “false prophet” doesn’t affect the believe that’s true/
And most are oblivious to the fact that the Eye of Horus is looking back at you/

[B-Boy.FReaK]

Outside's just breezy, and I'm sittin' here just thinkin'
ain't bein' so bluesy, I'm simply just here introspectin'

Peerin' deep into my mind, tryin' to get a vague sketch.
Sunk way too low, the landscape's too far to fetch.
Wonder if someone'll throw it to me so I can catch.
Guess not. at least my soul's safe from the risk of bein snatched.

Ring ring goes the alarm, and I wake up from my bed.
Look at the clock, 6AM, got a routine to tread.

Not enough time for a decent self reflection.
I guess reality doesn't allow interrogation.

walkin, workin, drinkin' and just crashin'
brunt of my life spent; simple time wastin'

Monotonous pattern endlessly continues.
my tolerance slowly wears out like a burnin' fuse.

Wonderin' how long the cycle will last.
maybe it'll be faster if I break it with a blast.
before I lose my mind, I better do it fast.
cuz right now, my head's a cracked sheet of glass.