Born from a moist phere, Escapes its pace when the void clears,
It's vulnerable for depletion but sometimes destroys fear.
Engaged on a dry surface, Significance holds a high purpose,
Moves parallel and disonest corruption til it lies nervous.
Damping, conquering the mortal canvas, Every chance it ...

[Why is America in turmoil?
- Is it 'cause the poor are jealous of the rich?
- Is it 'cause our law enforcment gets lazy?
- Or does 'the system' decieve us all?]

There are rebels to America who know the truth. And the truth is, There's ghosts in the system.]

We're filled with alligations and ...

Narrative
Chris
Jay

Trapped, In the back room solidified by black doom,
Yells and screams made the walls extract and crack through.
Awoken on soaked floors,
It was bloody red...He screamed til his throat's sore!
Locked in this dark box and for a second his heart stopped,
He won't have his ...

It's cause arv took punches...What do you want to see out of someone's verse? Punches right. I didn't mean to affend you but i just thought his bars hit harder than your's.

-5 out of 10...



























































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Get off the site.

<t>My rap will piece this newbie, His mother...Easy to fuck and that's with lack of roofies<br/>
See You're wack and truely...It's obvious zilla's a fake like the japanese movie<br/>
If he's ducking i'll bomb this quack, Hot headed? Only under his stocking cap<br/>
You're trash and nothing beyond ...

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Punches - Arv
Metas - M
Multies - M
Structure - Arv
Flow - M
Personals - M
Wordplay - M [slightly]
Complexity - None

v/arv

3 Bars
Due whenever...Just drop

I got you. Set 'er up.

Sickening temperant surrounds veterans with shots
Levetate the spot til my scripts are irrelevant to drop
You're stepping to me not cause i stomp rookies
Black light faster in a flash you light stop pussy
I'm nasiter than you heard and bastardly with words
Catch feelings you faggots i dent meanings ...

Eh, I don't really spit off the top like that. I'm primarily a writer.

Narrative
Keena
Mavus

An ill darkness brings the divine a cold harvest,
Wind drowns out the sound, Unconscience and awoke in bold darkness.


A lost combatant dwells in the cell of entrapment...


A confused Mavus, Discovered a tombs sacred,
He suggested danger, Panicked and began to lose ...

What he heard was thunder.
It shook the sky he was standing under.
It phased him very little he a tough kid.
But sent chills down the skin he was stuck in.
Something struck him, Felt a slight shock.
Knowledge grew more when the night stopped.
A point maker, Something like a brainiac.
Foreseen events ...

I got a lot to post so keep an eye out.