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[PDubs]

figured id throw some of my recently written lyrics up..:

more for possible recording ona mixtape
rather than txt battles or nething

3rd world slave trade is where my rhymes are displayed/
Feeling betrayed when first aids always weekly delayed/
Human Essence will fade if you dont mute your hearing aid/
Cuz my bars are homemade, blood sugars lemonade/
Never reach agreement on tariffs and trade/
We launch verbal grenades til your skull is decayed/
Evade or get buffeted with a style cliched/
Cuz ive played ur cheap games like a penny arcade/
Rot cold in the shade my verbal eclipse made/
the pussy lips just slip on my dick like wiper blades/
Average as joe dirt these rappers are david spade/
My style is pro grade and rougher than shoulder blades/
My tree is all home grown from the ashes of carpal bones/
plus customers prepay like cingular go phones/
my language rosetta stone im speakin in palindromes/
then pissin in catacombs til I rupture my kidney stones/
FUCK BITCHES AND HOES! im tired of spittin flows/
Just wrap u in garden hose til your testicles decompose!/

[Phasewon]

nice lil verse, a couple of the rhymes were dragged out and forced, but other than that, everything else was on point, flow, concepts, aggression,

"We launch verbal grenades til your skull is decayed/
Evade or get buffeted with a style cliched/
Cuz ive played ur cheap games like a penny arcade/
Rot cold in the shade my verbal eclipse made/
the pussy lips just slip on my dick like wiper blades/"

^^nice shit

[PDubs]

Good look man i appreciate the critique

[K.O.]

sho.
phasewon already stole my example but i also enjoyed this line

Average as joe dirt these rappers are david spade/
My style is pro grade and rougher than shoulder blades/

reading it i pictured rakaa science from dilated peoples sayin that punch

dope shit.

[John Bambrough]

My LYRICS This is just a few ideas, it aint a full song,

So look at me as one,
where together in this family,
waiting for a smile or someone to Wright down there feelings in this diary,
as we sing to the sky rarely,
because at the moment we can barely speak to each other as a family,
we can't understand quite why don't connect together,
or gel together,
it seems like an invisible barrier,
keeping us apart,
Wright from the start,
like a magnet,
except were falling apart.

Look I'm not looking for the type of girl,
who spins her whole head in a swirl,
and wonders why her life is so ****ed up,
as she waits to find out if she is knocked up so look ,
were not spending yours where spending mine it could be a sign,
to a regular yellow line,
or would you rather face a fine,
when I sign the red dotted line.......its over where through,
I should have never let you sue.


Life is like a world of opportunities,
as we rhyme,
we dont really understand what were saying half the time,
we just say whatever comes into our head at the time,
don't matter if its broken up or dead,
it keeps our brain cells working in our head.


I hear the clock ticken in my veins,
its like a bullet to my brain,
as it feels so insane,
I understand that where going through a change just the same,
I like but I dont love the pain,
I dont know why we just cant get along,
in this ****ing song,
I aint done nothing wrong,
ye I know you belong,
we both belong,
in this fucking song,


It seems that the harder that I try,
to make things better for you and I,
everything that I do,
just seems to backfire on me and you,
and when where not together,
I feel a sudden rush for us to be together,
because I realise that everything is so much better,
when were together,
so I sing,

me and you,
you and I can fly,
Wright up to the fucken sky,
if we both just agree,
to sing together in harmony.

Say hello,
I am here to watch the show,
As my mam and dad scream at each other '****ing go',
like they aint ever seen each other,
its like the source of the pain,
is a Kane,
tightly rapped around my chest,
like a permanent bullet proof vest,
and I need to breakout,
but it seems like the harder that I try,

They all just walk away,
and don't even say goodbye,
So they leave me in this ****in mess,
as I sit and stress.............

This is a song I am writing to you,
to emphasize the pain I am feeling for you,
As I walk out the door,
I see you lying there on the kitchen floor,
with a kitchen knife in your hand,
But you can't even stand,
To finish the job,
You see the spotlight is on,
And you know that I am the one,


When you realise the stress,
And hold on to the less,
Unfortunate of us,
Who are normally so just,
It can only mean one thing,
lust,
The lust for life is such a beautiful thing,
That the more fortunate of us,
Sometimes take life for granted,
Even though we try we just cannot comply,
There's just these selfish mother****ers,
who wish that they would all just burn and die.

How many people on this earth,
Really know the true meaning of a child birth,
As I spit out this verse,
How many kids are gonna get ill or worse?

The one and only SLICK is here to watch you burn,
As you turn and face the fire,
And realise your a liar,
Saiten is here to welcome you,
And contemplate what you have been through,
He says ' Look here, this is a gift I have given to you'.

The ideas in my brain,
Keep me perfectly sane,
Even in the rain,
The thoughts are still the same,
Like a bullet to the brain,
I can't be stopped,
I won't back down,
As long as I don't drown,
In this ****in town!

Bleeding from the head is like a sudden rush of dread,
As you realise the pain,
And contemplate just the same,
But I didn't mean to be down,
As I look all around,
All I see is my frown,
In-cased in my head,
like a bucket full of sickening red.


To all those haters,
Interagaters,
Those sickening faggots,
squatting on there little maggots,
SLIK is here to tell you a little story,
So listen and reminisce,
And find out what you all have missed.

The Brain is a rope to Fame,
It picks you up,
spits u out,
then watches as the soul drains.

In my birth place I had a future,
Shouldn't you be able to have a place that suits ya?
Many years have past,
as well as tutors.
but no real steps forward to determine my future,
Oh did I mention a real step back,
as I wanda helplessly on a crazy track,
Ye this place is like a death trap,
without walls or doors just a sign to Hell and back.

At the age of eleven,
A moved to this house,
I couldn't believe the size of the place,
Smaller than a fuckin mouse,
From where a came from to where I am now,
Millions upon millions of mindless rows,
Intoxicate my brain even though it feels just the same,
I love it like I do a football game,
I hate this place,
I wanna go home,
I don't belong here,
someone call my phone

You asking me to write,
when all we ever do is fight,
every now and then,
I seem to fall apart,
before I even get to the start,
because of you,
its all because of you,
take your money,
I dont care about you honey,
no more,
all I see is a whore,
when I stare into your eyes,
all I see are lies,
they intoxicate you,
you cant even see what we have both been through any more,
so pack your bags,
I dont need you no more.

SLIK


_________________

[LogiK]

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