[RingerINC]

I motherfucking settle the score, with metal berettas and boards/
with nails attached, to impale these cats like severing swords/
I need at least seventy whores to fucking ready my jaws/
I'm getting plenty awards for starting plenty of wars/
I start killing these vets like undead Vietnamese pets/
If you ain't ready with techs, soon you'll have bled in the chest/
You ain't got enough sutures, so decide who's first with a new verse/
And I'll start dropping the shit on these cocks like porno bloopers/

[FFWB]

Likin' the personality ringer, it has your flow to it. With the inners and multies rollin' and rollin'. Funnnnnyyyyy shit. Agressive and funny.... like it. Keep comin' with those

TA TA TA 2BASIC

Yo I'm on some mainstream shit, flows to make ya brainstream quit/
And when my face screams shit, know it don't take schemes bitch//
And I'm a real mother fucker, when I'm spittin' I mean it, I'm gleamin'/
I ain't a free's battle ducker, cuz I'm pittin' my meanin's like I'm teamin'//
With the fuckin' devil anyway, and I'm lost in the beat, straight the muzak way/
And now ya frightened of day, like you fear night the least, cuz ya tunes lack plays//
But ya words lack substance, and ya head is in denial of ya own redundance/
It's been rubbed in's to ya mind for so long ya lack of style's grown abundance//
I guess we'll end on that note, grab your mittens the kitchen's gettin' hot/
Turn the burners on what you wrote, cuz ya shittin' and bitchin's gettin' stopped//

And that was random but I felt like writin' so... enjoy.

[RingerINC]

verse was a bit random lol. Some points i think you're sacrificing content for flow and saying some random shit, but it was supposed to be random so it doesn't really matter.

But ya words lack substance, and ya head is in denial of ya own redundance/

That was gold lol.

[FFWB]

Yeah I just sat down and flowed... so it had no point. Thanks mate.

[JRod]

been waiting my turn, cautious without concern/
the curtains have opened and im ready to perform//
raps final act, sawing the genre in half/
flow they lack, poking holes in their raft//
musics magician, pulling verses out the hat/
appear to the greats, then vanishing the wack//
never look back, moving the present ahead/
unwrap the future, putting the past to bed//

[FFWB]

Nice drop JRod. Kind of short, and seemed a little bit filler-like... but nice message and flow. Try multi's, and some more inners and it would be pretty dope.

[Tuddles]

sometimes i gotta say fuck it, check this fat kid
grippin the mic like he grippin his dick
shyin way, from the mainstream shit
despite his livin in shit, he aint sellin out
true to the art, his mom could be without
she hates the beats, she hates the cursin
worse is, he cant control his anger in a verse n
each one more angry then the first
snowball effect, cripplin his brain
it hurts.

constant epic fails, comin down like sharpened hail
cold n stale, broke his will, unlock his eyes
bones brittle n frail, he sees the world in brail.
a hell only described by hollow tears in his cries
only comfort brung through soon livin wit christ
takin his life, every moment an attempted sacrifice

i tried to keep it a bit more structured
since i know how i do it is a bit hard to translate into audio.
ringer ahahah, thanks for the comment on the lines bruh

i really like that story peice you did man shit was ill
Jrod, it was good however as FFWB said, if it were alittle longer would be better

[FFWB]

I got these thoughts of bars flowin' down in my brain/
Fuckin' battlin' is crazy like showin' how I'm insane//
And I don't know where this came from, never before/
Have I ever wanted to spit to drums forever and more//
I'm real hyphy, but it ain't fake it's the realest shit/
Girls like me, because I make them feel this spit//
And they know I'm the truest, when I'm on the mic/
What needs done, man I'm doin', whether a battle or fight//
And I'm livin' the hip hop life, it's bleedin' into my mind/
Like my brains' stabbed with a knife which's leadin' me to find//
This is my callin', and I'm not givin' it up, this rush is amazin'/
Help me I'm fallin', into the livin' of tough and trust I ain't phasin//
But I'm blazin', no guns but with words, and verses galore/
It's late and I'm dazin' so I'll continue later and come with more//

Umm.... yeah.. KEYSTYLE... turned out nice

[FFWB]

Dear SpellBound:

I usually just start off with one line... say

Yo when I'm spittin' on the mic, I spread delight/

And then spit another line for that and keep on with that... like.

Yo when I'm spittin' on the mic, I spread delight/
I'm like a wild fire lit with hype embedded with might//
Yeah that sounds right, I'm an emcee for me/
Spit lines that shine bright, make them see what I see//
And I be what I be, answer only my questions/
These bars you see, is the what I'm left with//

Not really on a subject it just becomes that. If I wanted to centralize it I'd just go like... subject: Pen

I'm filled with ink, and I write from the soul/
No time to think, my tip slides and slows//
A hand guides me, and the paper is my victim/
Words come to be, I'm the maker as I spit them//

Yeah. So hope that helped.

[JRod]

ummm ffwb this is the daily club not the diary club. we dont go dear then after saying something you spit a verse. hahahaha. j/k.lol that reminds me i need to spit a verse

[FFWB]

lol he asked how we do our shit dawg... so i did it for him.... that was a joke type title

[FFWB]

Worked on my track last night so I got like 2 bars yesterday other than the first verse of that and I ain't spoilin' it... Well here is todays.

Emcee Jmac - Troubled

Gettin' chills, damn it's like Deja Vu will I do better this time/
Testin' my will, nah it's really Deja You and it ain't this climb//
It's like climbin' a two-way escalator, in a second you go down/
And I'm rhymin' today to hex the fakers, in that you wear the crown//

Always I'm comin' back, history really does repeat/
Noway I'm runnin' back, this story needs complete//
Can't handle it again, shit she's the reason I'm spittin'/
I looked to the pen, with no interest in my livin'//
Had to find a way to express, these compressed feelin's/
So my first track was impressed, I'as depressed but healin//
And now we start with a favor, and maybe I want a boyfriend/
Nah been there tasted that flavor, you really want a toy to tend//
I ain't no toy, and I'm sure as hell not fallin' for it once more/
I ain't a boy no more, growin' to a man callin' for a shut door//

So... yeah. Long story... but herrrrrreeeee it iz. DAILY!

[VicValSwift]

lol.. havin' homosexual tendencies? The content was kinda iffy, and the wording was awkward so it was kinda hard to tell what you were saying, but some of the rhyme schemes I thought were dope you just need to execute 'em better..

Since I haven't posted anything in a while (slackin' off), i'm gonna post the 2 out of the 5 verses I was supposed to make up, I'm still workin' on a 3rd and I'm gonna finish a 4th and 5th today. Let me know what y'all think of these 2:

As the rhyme coincides, my flow incites emotion
This music's my devotion, my miracle potion
All the spiritual notions keep me in motion
Words spoken in rhythm similar to the ocean
Elevatin', keeping me in check with reality
Celebratin', discerning real from fallacy
My mental gallery keepin' my mind intrigued
Energizing me even when I find fatigue
With music gone, I feel the world's gears would shift
No peace within bliss, nothin' to help steer from cliffs
It's been carried on through space and time infinite
Soul, heart, creativity plus a rhyme implement
For the creator, a sense of immortality
Breakin' down borders and the fence of formality
If some night's a bitch, and you wish your life would switch
Then go write some ish, and grab the mic and spit

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In this game of monopoly, you might not pass go
But if you have a cash flow, whether fast/slow
Don't let your mask show, take initiative and grab hold
Don't be brash though, if an idea seems to flash gold
Last know, what you strive for and simply dive forth
You can only go up, like you went to drive north
Don't take opportunities just to get immunity
Believe me, wantin' impunity ain't nothin' new to me
Take risks, and roll the dice but don't sell 'ya soul for ice
I told 'ya twice, the guilt will keep you in a chokehold for life
I suppose I write to give the people a hope for light
So don't go thinking that what I wrote is trite
Know yourself, control your health, and keep an open mind's eye
Even the blind try and live their days like they got nine lives
If you're beseeching a cause, and not seeking applause
Or not believin' in flaws, then take a breather and pause

[FFWB]

1st deep stuff bro. Love the rhyme scheme.. givin' me a new idea thanks.

2nd may be too many inners in the beginning haha.. that shit was like rhyme rhyme rhyme rhymerhyme rhyme lol.

Don't take opportunities just to get immunity
Believe me, wantin' impunity ain't nothin' new to me

Boss! The rest was good too. Like the depth of your verses and overall they were very enjoyable to read... gave me some frrreesssshhhh id-E-ers.

2's.

Will edit this later when I get a 2basic one up and runnin'. I feel like writin' haha.

[Khaled]

yo i couldnt get to writing them eight bars every day but today had time. Anyways i was rocking some real 90's hip hop and decided to write this shit on paper and rehearse it with

Big L's Beat

... Now i gotta type it cuz i want some feedback from you cats. Holla

My rhymes compared to yours are like a benz to a civic./
I don't claim hip hop/ naw nigga I live it/
Lyrics I spit it,/ Fake cats I be hitting/
Rich Lifestyles,/ cars and clothes/ I aint livin/
real Music im misin,/1 but none of you listen
and those police are still damn convicting
you chasin paper like an animal on a mission
killin anyone like a cannible in tradition
pockets filled with ammunition - ready to kill,
steal, will do anything to just make a mill
but you getting played cuz at the end of the deal
you get cut off like the end of a movie real
so chill, cuz you need to get your mind set straight
listen to you heart from the start before its too late
mess around with your fate and you'll end up in hell
dead or end up in jail left to rot all alone in a cell.

let me know.