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rep yourself

Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 11:22 pm
by precise
this is a no guidelines or rules cypher, just spit the hottest shit you can and REPRESENT YOURSELF, no bar restrictions etc..

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 2:46 am
by precise
wow.. no one posted in this haha, lame asses

ill place the stakes in, makin haste i take wins//
belatin great sin, opponents actin fake aint escapin//
break his face in, for facin the stone mason with slate skin//
my rhymes are phatter than subsist and ALL of his 8 chins//
spray pins leavin evin the biggest egos straight deflatin //
gawk your jaws ill grab a gauge n' leave youre chest open n gapin//
left pickin yourself up off the floor achin//
the knife stays in your throat n' dangles, limpin on broken ankles//
put all your hope in angels, while i take shots from unspoken angles//
twistin flows in tangles, with ligatures vocals are choked n strangled//
my passion'll-flux-an leave a path-of-destruction, bodys blood soaked n mangled//

Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:36 pm
by precise
your girl just blew me.. hell, oughta-smack-her//
then i ate her pussy... like a hungry velocaraptor//
lets face it im her god-n-master//
fockin-trashed-her then shot-the-paster//
very much more-so the force ho <-- look how i flaunt-the-adverbs//
ever read "of mice and men"? well my plot-is-badder//
ill climb to the top, but i tossed-the-ladder//
so im steppin on peoples backs, ask em for help then double cross-em-after//

lmao, fuck im bored, bored enuff to drop something this lame, im ashamed haha

Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 7:27 am
by Haz
Mic Wise i'll "Hit kids" Start To Git Flipp'd Quick
As A Guy Who "Lifts Lids" But My eyes Split Chickz/
im A Misfit Menace To All Humain n Brains
No Gimmickz Prescense Crew Game N Stainz/
Hazard Kid Ask about my Rep in Da Streetz
Diasta Fit Clapp'd Out Tecz Strict Wit My Heat/
You'll Get Stripped As We Meet Hooka
Ripped As We Speak Got Chu Ona HOOK Uh/
ima Book Ya Stackz iz Back im Collapse Ya back
Ona Track Wit Crack Runnin The Math Thru Mapz/

Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 7:39 am
by =Ether=
Despised By Many But tha Feelinz Likewise,Clipz Empty//
Flip Plenty Of Spitz Sick 2 Twist Any,Grip Millies//
From Any Angle i Bang-Em,Containin Tha Gift//
Gifted By Malitious Angelz,Led Left ya Head Hangin/
Choppin Spittin Twistin Let ya Legz Dangle,Mangled/
'And 1' Verse Do Like 'Hot Sauce' Leave ya Burned
With Broke Anklez........

Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 10:10 am
by Haz
At This Angle Cash im Reppin Last wit Heaven
Whites Everywhere i Jus Pass Out Seven/
Different Figures Distant Clippaz Scope Shots
Split Cha Strippaz Flip Da Hitta coke Hot/
i Rep South Norwalk Till My Lungs Flop
Tecz Out Go Shock Grillz Pumpz Popp'd/
Talk Out ya Mouth in My City In My eyes u Witty
Wit Ya "BRAIN OUT" Stain Out No Thighz U Sissy/

Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 12:09 pm
by precise
lovin the "heaven.. whites everywhere" line ^^^ lol

cock the clip-fast for a sick-clash, the fifth-blast peelin ya wig-back//
waitin for kids-that spit-wack so they can step up n get there ribs-cracked//
so much THC in my system i piss-hash, sell it n git-cash//
the first to strike always hits-last so i sit back n wait to put kids in a big-cast//

Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 1:34 pm
by Haz
Daamn On Sum Eminem Shit Precise LOL^^

Snap Ya Wrist Fast Grab Ya Bitch Ass "Pussy Taker"
i'll Wrestle U Fa Da Title Like "Push Me Taker"/
Explosionz Exroded in Bars Holdin Wit Cold Hits
im Frozen But Smokin Hard Flowin Lit Pose Sick/
Variety From Dro Piff n Dope Mix Still Snowin
Have Brain Leak Quick Like "Best Remarks"
Thoughts Seepin Kid Should Never Start/
Like ya Life in Darkness im Sparkin This Light
Aint god Though i'll Send u Near Da Starz Tonigh/

Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 2:44 pm
by Street Pharmacist
im holding shit down around here so dont doubt me
just walk threw these raw streets and ask about me
i dont gotta rep my self
my name ring more bells then church on a sunday
i catch u slippin,hard shells will burst on u on a monday
still smoking blunts,clubbin fucking bitchs gettin drunk
just not giving fuck,cuz its all for the bucks N living is Luck
I Walk in the club n turn off the lights,And let My Ice
Just Bright up The night.

Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 4:24 pm
by Haz
Homies Right i'll Fall To A "Demented Mind"
Aint A Battle i'm Out To Ball On My Grind/
Till i Puncture Spine i'll Stand Tall As Hazard
Da Rawest Bastard Flow Ya Jaw Get Plastered/
For "Stickin Words Out" im Flippin Herbs Out
Like Baggin Weed "movin Weight" Like Bird House/
Wing To Wing Flyin "Brick To Brick" Stacks
Fuck Ya Ringz im King Clip Will Ripp Back /
Like a Lit Match "Hazard Flames" You Git Dat??
Pussy in Ya Bein Give u Da "Finger" ya bitch Splat/

Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:06 pm
by precise
this shit aint "diss the emcee above" so ill diss demented n make an exception//
i spit perfection, rip his perplection leavin him perplexin//
hes done once the first-hex-sent, the kurse-wrecked-'im//
talk about him bein the worst-next-then the hurse-c'llect-em//
at the hospitol, bitch tryin the rehabilitate him? ill leave the nurse-pressed-in//

shit im gettin to addicted to wack shit, gotta break my habbit

Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 2:32 am
by Street Pharmacist
okay why u talking shit for?,Why u on My Dick For?
Like i Wont Dispatch And Snatch ur Spine Cord
Right Off ur Back
My Bars Is Crack..U can Say im Addicted,Ill have Ur pussy ass runnin out ur house like u was Evicted
ull just Be shook n lock ur self in ur room like u was convicted
U passing the line lil nigga Where Shit is Restricted
So Dont Get hype,Precise u Just aiight U not That nice
Theres niggas out here that will take ur life

Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 2:38 am
by Borat
^LMFAO... sorry couldn't help it haha, damn

Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 3:36 am
by Haz
i Dont Need A Chain To "Hang-These-Niggaz"
Throw Sprayed Flames "Place-These-Fingaz"/
Replace Ya Figga Like "Play-Dough" Kid
Dont Get Cash U Got "Play Dough" Kid/
i'll Frame Yo Wig Like Fake Hair Head Leak'd
Drain Da Clip "Go Sleep" Like ya bed Creased/
Tempt Me i Repp My Self Ain No Gay Fag
i'm "Lesbian" Blow Back Yes Stay Strapped/

Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 10:51 pm
by precise
ill leave-demented beneath-the-benches with his feet-cemented//
come at me, you gonna defeat-the-tempest? please-attempt-it//
youll be deceased-in-seconds, gory shit, crawlin with bleedin-tendons//
theres no need-for-weapons when the demons-sent-in//
on yer knees-n-beggin for me to release-the-tension//
fake ass no one seems-impressed-man but you can keep-pretendin//
but once PrE-is-stressin your best to flee his mean-intentions//
before youre beat-n-sentanced for execution by his heathen-henchmen//
n as far as decent evidence, therell be less pieces-left-then devidin three-with-seven//