just jot ur rhymes down to no especific persona

just rap jot down ur supposedly cool crap,
just put ur rhymes down
u shitfaced clown,
just smile an laugh dont frown
i want lady rappers,
to spit so ill,
an show they skill,
show that they aint afraid to kill,
symbolaclly speaking obviously,
i want real rappers not these fake ass wannabes,
these chris browns who think they can rap,
look u vanilla ice no good rapping bitch,
us an itch that i get,
every time i have to hear ur wack ass shit
so get for real u can fuckin spit


hahahaha write whatever
anything watevers on ur mind
about anything
just make sure u can spit

sense da fufillment of da prophency/
gotta be/
da oddities/
take~n over/
and da good jus seem~n so obselete/
or are dey con~n me/
unbalance~n da harmony/
call~n out da inner animality/
da foul n we/
become a virus/
call~n out da inner Sylar/
feel da hunger and da thirst 4 power/
Yowzza/
what can i say dat won't contradict me/
more like complement me/
i waltz n da devil'z chambers/
tell~n em God den sent me/
he tellz me get lost/
and drown n da mississippi/
so/
i try and talk 2 his followers/
but come 2 terms
dey get on my nerves
cuz their heads alot hollow~er/
i try and speak loud 2 da crowd but uhh/
itz a lost cause/
jus as i thought y'all/
it's doubt n em/
da dark atmosphere
cloud~n em/
2 many girls will~n 2 go and drop da towel 4 em/
count on it/
2 many videos talk~n bout swag/
talk~n bout robb~n niggaz/
talk~n bout cash/
and da nigga talk~n like me
he jus don't last/
alas/
we have come 2 da brink/
but da thing about me/
want a drink/
here's da flask/

u ill ma good shit.

Verse2 pass me the flask,
as i drink i begin to unmask,
these so called rappers who say they can rap,
but i done had, enuff with this crap,
im ready to unveil,
these who say they've shot an gone to jail,
their the late their the fake,
were the new an the few,
an were ready to spew,
just us two, down with the crew,
look at shit through our point of view,
where the real rappers of now,
an were ready to plow,
an we vow, to bring the legit game ,
an daniel872 is da name.....




verse2 ur spit was tight man

gracias hermano

letz keep it goin homes



i'ma long stand~n veteran/
da comp plays defensive/
me and rap have a long running commitment/
or maybe itz a sentence/
i been stuck 4 a minute/
tried 2 break away/
but itz safe 2 say/
i boomerang and itz consistent/
can't seem 2 flee/
itz like itz hawk~n me down/
if i don't write/
i hit my boys wit da thoughts n freestyle/
itz wierd/
been here 4 years/
had a couple of breaks/
met some A&Rs a few times/
said fuck it a waste/
my mans up n school bring~n smarts 2 da table/
say~n give em 2 years/
den we team up on da label/
i jus say aiiight/
but sat and thought about my life/
said dis jus ain't my call~n/
it jus don't feel right/
itz more of a hobby/
more of a past time/
me/
i want a career/
i never saw dis as a cash grind/
Nile should b signed/
at least n my opinion/
but/
he 2 busy stuck n dis dimension/
reality/
it takes time 2 build u up a dynasty/
but try it brief/
keep doin u n da midst/
slick society/
i try and b me/
regardless of da fads/
do a verse 2 everything/
include~n Drakes "Best I Ever Had"
I'm da best dat never bragged/
beeze believe dat/
da crew been split 4 an eternity/
i wonder where Dz at/
they jot down hot lines/
i jot whats n my mind/
between real and fake/
man i swear there's a fine line/
they talk about gunz/
knowing dey ain't never had 1/
i talk day 2 day/
dats dat shit dat makes me mad son/
raps 1st impression was 2 give us a voice/
now u see da fuck~n setting and itz lack~n itz poise/
u guerilla when u backed by ya boyz/
u a bitch otherwise/
so ya other disguise/
is jus annoy~n/
dey say da truth will set chu free/
so if ya bars gotchu on lock down/
den maybe u should stop now/

peaceeee

check out my first post yo
its that real shit, that shit you hear in a hearse yo
while you burry yo best friend,
that nigga you told "im with you till the end"

but now that hes gone you don3 turned gay
never told him you wanted his c0ck back in the day
cause yous a faggot, just chillin in the cut
wishin the thugs in the club would fuck your butt

and now you jack off to gay porn
like that shit is the norm, yo' asshole drier than dessert storm,
because you stick your thumb in it,
without any lube, you love the dry digit,

something something somehting youre gay
i could call you gay all day
but you already know that, your head goes back
for any fat dick, youre a fag and thats it

^^ Aight, so post right above mine I'm gonna disreagrd and I'll just keep goin with the flow that y'all had...

Tis' true that the fakenes seems to come and take this
Dudes tryin to claim that they achieve, yet it's a striaght miss
But what's to expect from those who drink tainted water
Their flow leaves an aftertaste, the damage -- a slaughter
The ambiance leaves no sort of revelation, promotes delegation
Of those who claim all-mightiness, but instead embody depravation
Look all around, do we not see the creation?
A combination of more nonsense, that's corrupting the nation...
Yet we verse and we speak in words and phrases
Complexity in its mazes, drop heat in phases
We're in a drought past economy, beyond askin the boss for raises
We're all broke on different levels -- facing different cases
But what's lacking in society is a foundation for the young
Boys, girls, wanna walk around like their sprung
But tell me this, where do you think that knowledge comes from?
It's what they hear: radio, TV, internet --- all in one
One talks about fightin, the other claims they got a gun
But it's whatever, for you see this is the jazz that's the present
When they act their age instead shoe size, maybe then they'll resent
But till the foolishness is spent, I remain discontent
I'll pray for the return of rap's intent...


Let me stop before I get too wrapped in this... lol
Straight up just wrote all that and I doubt it has any substance... but feel free to add to it =)

iv been dazed for dayz smokeing my purple haze,
crazed at a rave while i guzzle wisers with red rave,
sticking up stuck up stick figure kids,
so skinny that there figure is skin glued to they ribs,
when ya eat ya sloppy grab ya bidz,
when i feast its like im munching with kids,
i drink all day and smoke all night,
all these cats wanna battle but they not my type,
i spit like im alone in dead space,
the crowd gasping as theres shockniss is the only expression on they face,
fuck a rabit im the cheeta in this snail vs turtle race,
Im that star that glides threw the sky,
im that spark from deepinside that breaks out and soars high,
im the reason that there is no more greiving,
the past im finally leaving,
the futher brighter, hotter tonight then ever,
strengthing the teather,
doing what ever when ever now n 4ever!

walking surrey in a hurry, trying find my bro white, we both drunk n hype,
we rollin on some thugs tonight,
we got clubz gunz drugs guns n our whole crew,
we stop, fuck aim, cock n shoot and reiun you,
we out till dead ends the morning,
we got honry whores moaning,
we sippin patron while we roaming,
you alone, get knocked in the dome,
get cut down, ya dawn smutherd in his hometown,
stop the talk start the walk,
lay the bodys in chalk, lets recreate the dreams of pac,
got the escalaide parked round back in the ally,
tinited windows with my allie ali,
we all right until the spot of blue n red light,
so my boy turns n says, yo randz they out for our heads,
we gotta jet, ok so fuck this hommie we need to wet, lets get back to the hood,
but what about the dough for his head? "its all good"
fuck the jewls, the loot, we rules, we hoots...on bluntz the size of shaks fists,
rapping my style with the crisp sighlent sound of lisp's when i rips,
we roll with iron, followed by feds in hot persuit,
we trying chop the loot, they aim, we stop cock n shoot!

talkin about robbery, im the m0tha fuckin expert/
ballin aint my hobby, buh i still let my teC burst/
i touch you wit my semi n leave ur body merc/
or pull up on a audi, n let my gun squirt/
niggas talk about money, buh dun earn shiit/
wen niggas talk funny, thats wen i let my semi spit/
no lighers jus gunz buh i still get ur body lit/
still a fighter, buh rather use my gun to end this shit quick/
wen i spit these lines i aint gotta a purpuse/
aint gotta buy shiit, cuz wats mine is ur nxt purchase/
ima fuckin lyircal assasin, got the fuckin media askin/
why hasn't he reached the fame, thats because me n my heater juss keep blastin/
fuckin talks shiit, buh keep they face hid, so they jus maskin/
nigga say wat you mean or keep ur mouth shut/
they say every man cryz, buh you do wen u get a paper cut/
they say ever man dies, so i keep a burner tucked/
went hard on this bitch, so bitches wanna suck/
im outtzz cuz my lines juss blew this place up/
im out, take it eazyy n keep ur headd up/ ;D

n0t towarz any0ne, pcee [RePpiN 905]

See, i cant rap about the hood or guns/
Because i came up in the good works/
Where the richies have fun/
And i can also say i have never touched a gun/
But its better dat way cause i aint never had to run/
But does this mean im soft?/
Id like to think not/
But of course if you aint a hood rapper/
Dey make yah flow look photoshot/
So i dont even take the plot/
Makes me think alot/
So these words i jot/
Something brand new in my mind today/
Guess ill choose another way/
Because dey seem to play, wit the factor that states/
That we wanna live big, and not in any other way/
So we dream of big houses and girls/
But when rappers get it.....Why does it seem they rule the world?/
This is why i write, because as i watch the world unfurl/
It makes my stomach wanna curl/
The people we trust and believe/
Only want the apple for our eve/
So people flee, but we gotta stand our ground/
Because the more your run around/
The more were like peasants and clowns.



First ever time rapping this long.....I dont know how to rap really just speak what i feel i guess

temptation got me rollin round the nation looking for an explanation,
im past due on my experaction,
im thinking im lost with no way to aford the cost,
to pay my dues,
stuck with no luck, lord give me the swine flu,
anything i see i wanna pursue it,
go threw it like fluid,
get past it then find somethig new,
what else is there too do?
understand, im only one man,
but i do what i can, make ahmen's with the lord,
walking alone woundering threw the devils hord,
oh my jesus, save me and ill be faithfull, belive this,
rock a rythem with my style that i was given,
neva give up unless your soul can no longer be risen,
even then,
keep going keep that chin up until the end,
an this is it, its fineshed, fin!
my rhymes r deminished, but not full of sin,
waiting to get to heave hopeing i win!



smokeing mad belmonts back to back like a chain attack on my heart w8ing for an heartattack, my reactions slow to plessure my satisfactions, in different faction's round canada, i understand the kids of todays society, please dont lie to me, if we all gonna die, then why say we can fly, when we about to perish, loose everything we cherish, my heart n soul i tear this, becuz i cant understand this.

Man I'm sorry to say this, but I only liked wat Verse2 an spititreal27 wrote....the rest of u well to me it all seem like ur rhyming senseless words together...gunz an hoes an money....come on bring some real life stuff to da table, u know politics, economy, war, peace real stuff....

Now letme keep goin after my girl spititreal27 left of..props to u lady..


All these kids know is car money an ladies,
Is startin to look like rabies,
Everyone has the same disease,
An its always about gun clappin,
When they start rapping,
Well I'm bouts to get this crackkin,
Ask me if I can fight,
To protect I have a right,
Ask me if I have a gun,
I did have one son,
But it wasn't to rep for any zone,
It was to protect my own,
But now I'm the man of the house u could say,
Had to get out of skool an work everyday,
For my mother,
She gave life to me, an now she will see, that'll ill give a life to her,
Raised in the bad part of town,
Seen so many ppl fall down,
I got jumped an got shot,
but I was never thinkin revenge,
I was just prayin to live for tomorrow,
An never live through sorrow,
Its all about livin an giving,
Not expectin of receiving,
An stop wit the gunnin an the thieving,
there's enuff gunz in Iraq,
Soldiers never comin back,
Leaving only in a bag,
I rep one thing,
peace an unison,
I'm feelin good in this current state of mind that I'm in,
I'm a survivor,
I'm a smart decider,
Think about ur family fore' u pull the trigger,
You'll make a small problem only bigger,
An I think raps intent,
Will soon begin to increment,
An go up high, an hold yo hea up high,
An get in yo ride,
An bless god u have ur life....



Yea that's my lil portion, thanx verse2 an spititreal27...rappers like u is wat we need....
ppl be saying they are good, or they do good, an they help an shit,,,,let me say one thing...
You are what You do, an not what You say....



These are pretty much the words I live by,
"The surest way to happiness is to seek happiness for others"
- Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

^^^good look~n out on da luv my dude...keep doin ya thing...i haven't written n a minute...i gotta get back n dis...lol...let me see if i can still do dis


I had let da rap scene go/
how could dat b so/
threw my book n da lake
a nigga tragedy prone/
had 2 do some soul search~n/
den figured dat wasn't work~n/
den realized i'm jus mediocre/
itz okay nobodies perfect/
(dis is me/)
I been dis guy/jus low~key/
had 2 re~evaluate and assess/
we gon see/
return 2 sender/
gotta re~learn from Splinter/
my ninja~esk ways/
so i can de~worm dese niggas/(lol)
2 break down a problem u need 2 use alil logic/
acting fast like u sonic/
gets u trashed like robotnick/
i promise/
dat i can still learn from mistakes/
i maybe rough around da edges/
but my points b str8/
tell those devoid/
dat ya boyz off break/
i'm reconstituted/
so all dem street kinda fools can/
evacuate/
u fabricate/
den da truth has emerged n da flesh/
4 what i am/
dey haven't invented da word 4 it yet/
superb/nor a vet
peaceful/yet threat/
try to analyze a G/
da O is inner~net/



eghhh...gett~n bored wit it now...lol...i'll get back n2 it my dude...keep doin ya thing


ghostttt

im juss rapping not trying make gold. lol

Yo Pass me the Verse...While I sipp on a Samuel..
You wack ass holes need a fuckn Rap Manual..
Especialy YOU Daniel..Im presidente of this rap Panel..
Ill dissmantle this goofy dude in the white Flanel
While Verse2 whipes my SHIT off his tooth enamel,,,,
on the next channel......you can watch a Camel
Getting blown off.....by a transexual...called Spitit real
Im sorry but I Just cant chill....Or Relax
while you sukkas spit wack Raps,
Ide wrather lose my life savings shootin craps
get stabbed and shot by 100 Gats
Then watch rap collapse
Cuase of some no talent Cats...

Daniel
Your rymes are deader than Elvis...
no one wants em..like clothes soaked in Elks Piss
Im crazy enough to throw a Dart at your Pelvis
and fuck your mom till your dad get jelous
Im Feelin rebelious....
You second String to a White boy....Like Martellus

I guess u could say that was a bite considering you said it first...
Buit i wasnt thinkn about your flow when I said It...

My shit the most original on this site

and I already murked you on the other post

alright let me know what u guys think.


my lyrical validity spreads beyond infinity
unstopable like police up in your vacinity
greater than the universe and gods holy trinity
fufilling my fate ensuring my divinity
blowing out brains and taking your virginity
no doubts like faggots questioning masculinity.

eghhh...epic....not u again...u like urkel...so annoy~n everybody alway tell~n u 2 go home...lol


but da aura we been trynna keep n here has been jus 4 rapping...if u wanna battle niggaz call em out under da call outs...n here jus rap u wack bastard...


and if i could beat chu without much thought...goin against aly is da death penalty...lethal injection...guillotine...well u get what i mean

...itz jus suicide if u ask me...

but don't b a poor,sore loser

everybody can't win...there has 2 b a loser...and so what if it always has 2 b u....lol...at least u have a purpose....lol



i'm jus say~n

so ur names epic theory huh???
more like epic fail,
bitch ur rhymes were frail,
look u lil rhyme stealer,
ill massacre u im da killer,
my rhymes is dope like MJ's thriller,
an u wack i is the one who is iller,
knock u down like a pillar,
bitch my rhymes is fresh more than zest,
an none the less im da best,
fuck the rest, ill straight put a cap in ur chest,
ur like a fuckin pest, an im the presidente ur just the guest,
dont put me to the test, i'll leave u lookin stressed,
lookin impressed an more of my rhymes u request,
but i strongly suggest,
that u better get to going,
before i hit u like a 747 Boeing,
you'd best start growin an showing,
some respect to the rap lord,
now get of ur computer an go to sleep fool,
dont tomorrow u got school, i mean preschool,
i know im cruel, with these rhymes i spit so cool,
an like Verse2 said don go against MizAlyB,
u wanna get the death penalty?,
what to fuck are u crazy?,
thatd be like vanilla ice vs. jay-z,
an we know who u be,
but AlyB can stay where she at,
cuz im enuff to beat this low level brat,
now lemme tip of my hat,
cuz u at least came trying, but left here crying,
now leave the pharoah has more important things to do,
than fuck with u,
us only a kid dude.....

come on epic.....
wats with the hating an the fightin???
this topic is for only rhyme reciting....


go battle elsewhere fool....any of us could take u...
i wasnt even tryin.....

ur really killin the flow we had ese

Why jot rhymes when you have no reason
AlyB needs to kill that bitch its no hunting season
dont bite lines like tyson did
think of your own shit you fucking kid
trace the lines cant think of your own
you should be kicked off cuz you been disowned
this is the site that i own
so back off bitch this is my thrown