Oct 26, 04
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A song
well i write hiphop lyrics and make my own beats for em and stuff.. heres a song ive been workin on, ive got all the lines timed i just need a chorus?? any suggestions??
my lungs keep pullin the cherry's glow resin meets flesh in a teeHcee'd blow its how i get on aidin my emCee'd flow put some style glisten the m-i-c westside i reside not the n-y-c ambitious eyes through which i see my veins run cold how they meant to be the white shit i need is the snow i see.. my line? i hold it tight and grip it your line? i don't sniff it i rip it havin fits n my adrenaline splits veins absorb it like a medicine hit this crystal blood punctures my psyke that can mature any immature dyke so picture the pen rollin imagine that as i lecture the page with a magic hat this mind secured a scholastic pact to subconsiously subtract your tragic act whipped by a whiteout plastic sack then divide the hand back from the gack but i might multiply the trigger back if you keep rappin out shit so whack me? an outspoken existentialist a metaphysical mentalist lyricist always out to speak n meet you to this chemically burn your ears like a scientist with sprayed out musical acid mist need bass lines to neutralize my gist map decibals like an astrologist while you pick your beat from a list i customize my own just like this aimin for the top is my conquest while i pass you you and the rest aint on the table but i periodically yield music matter methodically it's just somethin thats apart of me god singularly placed life before me n' he laces it up flyly to unbore me as a crystal prism of colorful light which i configure to set my sight while stimulatin my senses 1 thru five unsimulatin my sixth is how i grew alive met a new world that evades the eye became more in touch with our blue sky betta realize theres more to it than gettin high so paint the pieces of your big picture tap into the writin of yo scripture unlock the present with the past and the future to figure out the destiny that we persue n seek meanin in everything that you do n think back to why it happened to you me ill need a mixer and a table or two cuz the signs are growin steadily on cue that hip hop needs to be locked in my view but hold up.. /.. yea i got a health detriment so just slow up.. /.. cause by that i meant that i no longer fuck with any hospital undermind my words, all of which belittles my mind and my world, flush out fit L's o's vee's and e's . fuck they got no respect for these ill throw they guidance out with ease my guidance yeah it comes from the stars dont care bout your schools or yo fuckin masters...masters.. masters... Last edited by Goodfellow; Oct 26, 04 at 02:43 AM. 
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Hey me too :). Here's a sampling:
My main ***** black has got my back but if he keeps posting that shit I'm gonna have a zack attack He says I suck at life but I've got a wife She cooks for me with a knife. I've got a fan by the name of black don't fuck with me he's got my back If you think you're so clever what is the point? I'll roll you up smoke you like a joint Last edited by thumper; Oct 26, 04 at 09:35 AM.
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Oct 26, 04
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^i seriously hope youre being sarcastic.
as for the author of this thread,nothing i havent heard before. Nothing that really stands out to me. Basically you sound like every other "emcee". just my two bits.
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