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yo outsiders that does not like music
man your missing some good shit sound rythmes form diffrent cultures plus us the rave vultures that fiend on the music in the streets and clubs man you gotta love us high rollers low rollers sh$t even preatures for different reasons think positive no violence keep to the rythme and bass |
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lol
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You want a mix of spits, showing you a kid who spits legit im jus a kid whos it, bein marked as a kid with a gift i aint here to cause beef, but if it was a battle id leave you pissed the way im startin to write, i should be "Grindin" wit clipse when i spit i can leave a man angry, leavin a lyrical eclipse leavin on yo tombstone, your too "Dissed" to be "Missed" I wish i was god, so i could heal other cats spits cus even if my hand was up there ass, i couldnt feel there shit im a lyrical player, who knows how to seal rappers fates the closest they come to droppin "Bars", is when they pick up my weights ima finish this spit, im assaultin the way im talkin the way im doin circles, youd think crips was C-walkin Gatherin follower after followers, like a sheapord there flockin bitches thinkin its a military camp, with every "head" needin cockin Im spittin this Wrecklass, n ill keep leavin spitters restless every cat consistently doin a headcount, like there fav. word is "Census..'.. There you go, keep it real n take it easy peace.. |
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aight
it is my turn to spit illyrics on the mic this is what i do this is my life i dont want to fight i am just going to bite down hard like a dog that has 2500 bounds of pressure on it jaw you say dogs are sick but cats are for tricks your like a old rainy day i am the sunshine and wind i blow you away to the next dimantion so you can listen to my experience perfection no guessing just testing your resting looking for effection but i see you are flowing rymes that needs some work shit man get up and get out of the dirt cause aint no g going to give up that easy so shit dont feel sick and quizy if you here this cause i just might be the tightest mc you see |
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Ive seen more gangster, from a tyke reppin fisher price beleive me bro, you are goin to bite down hard i wouldnt have it any other way, im intendin to leave scars i think it was the rabbit, who was bitchin about his tricks lets describe my spits in one word, ill use yours there jus sick even on n old rainy day, thinkin for some reason your lyrically insane You couldnt win this race, if i asked you to crawl it cus your Mamed I don even kno why im here, constantly wastin my time you couldnt win this shit, if i wrote your rhymes You want me to keep goin? n make this shit more suspenseful pussys lack real credentials, so ima show you why wit rap im Essential The closest you came to pumpin "Lead', was outta a "Mechanical Pencil" i could spit this shit over n over, n day by day even if you where the substance of snay, i could sniff you faster than n 8 ball of cocaine Its a rave forum, why dont you go pop another capp of extacy cus theres no way youll ever come close, to bein ahead of me The closest youll ever be to H.O.V.A., is havin yo career retired n ova While i choose pussy, you enjoy spreadin 13 year old bitches playin red rova Ima end this spit, if there was a award for whos freestyle was the worst im happy bein disqualified, cus this blue ribbon faggot took home first.. |
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aight, well...
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lol...i cant really play make a wish foundation here n give everyone what they want, you n goat can just take a co-signed win n leavie it at that haha, i aint get in between both you crips, im out tho shift is over n i got about 14 minutes before the alcohol store closes, lets see if they can keep there tallboys in stock this time, take it easy peace.. |
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this is not my work, i have this saved from lx from yrs ago (some of you might remember it) lol anyways thought id share....totally forgot i even had it till now
Maybe its best to confess I'm really a terrorist sent to mess the things that rest at the crest of this scene so unclean and mean to its teens cuz they're in need of a clue that the crews they look up to who run this revue treat them like foos. I ain't coo with the phony promoters that laugh at your face cuz their rave's a disgrace yet they boast how you pay through the nose to get hosed once a week at the most. Did I mention where your sended, inside mod-u-loc fences, trapped like insentients, animal pens hence the livestock incentives? And yet still you come and go, easy flow for the pros, and their associates of bitches and hoes. You think you can tell which party goes well just by the flyer you admire with the DJ from the UK that’ll play the same gay way as last weeks rave? What I’ve found to expect on Loungex from most of its posts are the simple and stupid, non-refuted pupils who act like they own this site that has grown and made itself known as the home of cliques and lone bitter freaks who think they’re so 1337, free to roam week after week insulting the geeks and the underage tweaks. Promoters only spam, or why they’re out on the lam, escaping collectors last party defect or just not in demand or probably canned, they don’t understand how a party is ran, couldn’t afford Masterplan, Riverside’s banned because of the man. For sale/trade is for scalpers and perverts, unless that is personals, the only thing worse are the poet-lyricist girls who jabber amateur words that they learned verse by verse thinking they’re rehearsed in love’s mirth when their own self-worth won’t further their search for a boyfriend in the end cuz that’s all that they meant. General and Roar mean the same, both used to complain, and explain how the scene’s fucking insane, or acquire fame writing essays about how raves are lame. And then there's ishkur the scene spielist, y'all call him the whiny idealist, though he’s probably the only realist, spouting whatever he damn well feels is. He’s there 24/7, policing like mad, and will jump on anyone who might make him mad. Have you seen his site? its hella tight, though that scrollbar don't work right, and theres so much type that I have to fight for my life at night to keep from liking his hype. (oh nooo, I’m sucking his cock, so what if he rocks, he makes more sense than any of you jocks, half of you can’t write to save your socks) Music section is for Napster, asking ids are a snapster, though the lax of the facts is kids ask for wax they think Scotty Oh made all those tracks. Intro and pre-party should not exist, ravers resist writing these lists cuz their post might be missed. Should I mention the attention, that there are two sections made for public confession, which are better off remaining phone/email/icq session? All the role calls, the wall to wall sig lines that don’t mind being lined with inside gossips or finds, the groups that recoup at every gathering, smattering with flattering news and views on what people think of youze, and whether being in the crew means you put it in your tagline too. |
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you homeboyz are just a waste of lines with your delicate rhymes.
these ravers would rather choke on a dime than give you their time. you're all hibbidy-hoobla like slim shibbity bloo blah! i saw 8-mile too many times MAH, shit PASS ME A LIME ahhhhhhh! this tequila is WoOoOo-HA! bitch stick with kahlua. see, goat and stringbeans already jacked your bling and exco jeans. so move on gangsta, you're in the wrong scene. |
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all your rhymes make me sleepy yeah thats right i'm cheeky pass me the hennessy so i can bust my lyrical style freaky! uh yeah the weather be warm outside what the fuck you fools doing inside? bustin lyrics about raves damn its a computer screen where you pussies hide behind
i'm off to make use of mah day! i'll be back when someone busts a flow thats worth competing against ok? hawwwwww yeah bitcheS! =p |
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHA @ LEARN TO RHYME INTERNET STYLE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. how about you learn how to rhyme first,then talk shit u fucking todd. |
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^sorry last time i checked i was a poetess,not some meager minded juvenile delinquint that thinks they have skill in vocab,yet they are confined by four letter words and mainstream hip hop.
Until one of you fuck wads branches outside of mainstream drivle then I might have a rebuttal,but until then fuck you all your all hard up red necks that are going through an identity crisis. |