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  • hiphophovahiphophova Posts: 710
    edited November 2011
    I see Implodeez drinking that red cup of hate, i see you lil nigga. I also see desolate one trying trace what your boy be doing, thats what your suppose to do.


    catch me on street, with the baby tech sweetly, lift niggas easy,
    bottle of henny, flipping hustles for plenty, something like paul newman
    dont let the god pursue him, i ruin him,
    have him chopped in pieces, cater it at the wake
    we legistlate, round the ends, its weight, 25% what your click makes,
    baby cost to breathe cost to be
    Mr. H gigante, red horse italian,
    move through baracks move through battalions
    still the whole squad firing,
    and anticipate tracks fleeing the cages,
    gun marathon for long ranges
    sherman klump size pockets,
    wit whoodie in houston, still on the rockets,
    still flip crack into studio budgets
    kill a nigga for free promo,
    in the court quouting street nigga journals, piss in a nigga earn duke
    queens brdige, where fiends live, syringes and the string bitch,
    kill a nigga with a tooth pick /
    could have killed 2 niggas before i was 3, killed 6 niggas and got free/
    dont need johnny dont need cochran, dont need money dont need customers/
    i snatch and spend fast,
    never lean back like the don cartegenas track / im done
    throw a jewel to these bums, so they can shine for my sons
    got built a statue for how my mack moves, boom boom and thats all true
    boom boom we splash all duke,
    bazzelini pieces, shine like glitter we bake like captain kipper
    pro behind the stove, no loss / show you more ways to get fuckd than a porno/
    so go slow, or its ghost robes


    we need to take our shit you with me and get at that MC thread in the reason. do it like legion of doom with Hawk and The animal ' what a ruuuuush' I'll be the boss Paul ellering. Give these other niggas beat downs. Come with your A game.

    peace.
  • RiGGARiGGA Posts: 2,380 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
    lmao its funny you say desolate tryna steal your flow but the whole first half of that last shit you just posted copies my rhyme pattern to a tee lol...

    I aint trippin tho, I got plenty mo like the bullets pushin out the semi ho...and iono what thread u talkin bout in the reason, but post a link and ill gladly serve you like bad urban dance movies...
  • hiphophovahiphophova Posts: 710
    edited November 2011
    aight i'll find out if there's some sort of tournament or something we can get involved in, where we can get more posters involved.
  • RiGGARiGGA Posts: 2,380 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011

    the sig sauer/sour so you pucker when it kiss you
    missiles rippin through gristle sendin mother tissue
    get dismissed fool.. who live enough to diss dude?
    grind enough to be eatin up all of dis food?
    Not you, move or get sunk
    the tool'll leave you stunk
    some would call it a lunch
    I need the cheddar, the bread, and the gravy
    Mercedes we ballaz, impalas
    RiggaNomics is the team, underwater marines
    ask ya girl we bet she know what it mean
    she never stoppin' to tease, so yo I do as I please
    collectin dues and the fees
    forever oozin the cheese
    is what I do so it seem
    pick any metaphor for your lure
    I'll give you a tour
    knock-out punches ensured
    make sure you can endure
    then I enter into her
    entendres on stran j
    I don't need no mentor
    My mind straight, I rhyme great!
    I'm high grape, incinerate
    flame it up hit it wait, let's retake
    ash it then I pass it to the leftaway
    thus the rules we undertake
    in the fumed room of playa bake
    hit it tell her later bay'
    Gotta love that Mary Jane
    to the brain
    all I'm saying
    what a way to create
    multi- syllabic spray
    I'm killin' this bang
    bang gutta, do it like no otha
    brotha or a nigga
    go figure I littered
    the track up wit ignorance
    But stillso heaven sent I'm guessin then
    Gotta make it or this rappin is irrelevant
    Can't spread my word then how they get the lesson then?
    I'm destined in this game of life and I aint even been in 10, not even 2!
    been gettin it in how bout you?
    tote choppers, opera loud when it shoot..
    i put down in the booth and know the sound is the proof
    Hydraulics hoppin beat is knockin rounds in ya crew
    but me I know what it do
    I know to get my papa on and start sonnin' a few


    It's easy to talk about guns dog..
  • G.R.I.P. Money $$$G.R.I.P. Money $$$ Posts: 18,939 ✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
  • hiphophovahiphophova Posts: 710
    edited November 2011
    anyone can rap about guns, true but im more just rhyming street shit with obvious maffioso escobar role. I can do some backpack booom bap too, but its all about the flow/rhymes.


    microwave pizza,
    down the ave garage, my niggas spray paint mona lisa's
    e'ery other day, make colours out the greys / we behave till we see graves /
    sometimes, we bomb crime
    boosting in Louie V / what would fred hampton been at 23, never mind me,
    its the henny cognac
    and some space on paper to ink top rap / hash unwrapped,
    get the bong get an old school song/
    snatch brake beat and make G's since 1973 /
    kool herc / the shoes hurt, got wu-tang ballys, what up the chef
    taught slice up a sentence, wreckless for the entrance /
    we perfect suplex, neon green where you be /
    in some dark tint baileys / flow smooth like the red moon down the river nile valleys/
    we start
    game from john henrik clarke,
    we throw darts bulls eye every time /
    new stan smith dark blue and light red wine /
    and pants that fit terrific, wont confuse them with tights /
    get right, real man back in sight
    and roll crabs, double the P's / and bump in my new 23's /
    peep the cops coming, distil the peace bring storms in
    prada umbrella 5 crews on acapella / for cheese for mozarella /
    even bare foot we the better fellas
    voltron, leak the truth as words
    form, classic rap with hhh the black burt batarach,
    you my sons, this is great grandfather rap,
    back skills, and jewels snatched where cartalage got built
    fine fellows, pimp for othellos, bitch
    check the swish and the wish, king throne sit on the beat drum,
    vodka tonics, maebachs wit hydrolics ,
    we jumping jack flash, peace path to pass
    and keep our kick game freshly intact,


    just some shit about kicks n being school fresh, we need to do topics. where we go 16-32 with a specific topic that way. will know whose boss which obviously its ya boy !!!

    My Man Implo, you do recordings too ? If you need an LP/Mixtape cover i do one for free but let your peoples know i did it.

    peace.
  • RiGGARiGGA Posts: 2,380 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
    where the recorded shit at...fuck a keystyle..
    i got u pap me and my mans pushin' to have a mixtape by the end of the year, I'ma show you aint none of my shit as bad as "Gametime" lol!

    Nah but on the real I respect your attempts at hooks though, I NEVER write 'em..
    hiphophova wrote: »
    anyone can rap about guns, true but im more just rhyming street shit with obvious maffioso escobar role. I can do some backpack booom bap too, but its all about the flow/rhymes.


    microwave pizza,
    down the ave garage, my niggas spray paint mona lisa's
    e'ery other day, make colours out the greys / we behave till we see graves /
    sometimes, we bomb crime
    boosting in Louie V / what would fred hampton been at 23, never mind me,
    its the henny cognac
    and some space on paper to ink top rap / hash unwrapped,
    get the bong get an old school song/
    snatch brake beat and make G's since 1973 /
    kool herc / the shoes hurt, got wu-tang ballys, what up the chef
    taught slice up a sentence, wreckless for the entrance /
    we perfect suplex, neon green where you be /
    in some dark tint baileys / flow smooth like the red moon down the river nile valleys/
    we start
    game from john henrik clarke,
    we throw darts bulls eye every time /
    new stan smith dark blue and light red wine /
    and pants that fit terrific, wont confuse them with tights /
    get right, real man back in sight
    and roll crabs, double the P's / and bump in my new 23's /
    peep the cops coming, distil the peace bring storms in
    prada umbrella 5 crews on acapella / for cheese for mozarella /
    even bare foot we the better fellas
    voltron, leak the truth as words
    form, classic rap with hhh the black burt batarach,
    you my sons, this is great grandfather rap,
    back skills, and jewels snatched where cartalage got built
    fine fellows, pimp for othellos, bitch
    check the swish and the wish, king throne sit on the beat drum,
    vodka tonics, maebachs wit hydrolics ,
    we jumping jack flash, peace path to pass
    and keep our kick game freshly intact,


    just some shit about kicks n being school fresh, we need to do topics. where we go 16-32 with a specific topic that way. will know whose boss which obviously its ya boy !!!

    My Man Implo, you do recordings too ? If you need an LP/Mixtape cover i do one for free but let your peoples know i did it.

    peace.

    I mean I used to fuck with CS2 pretty heavy (yeah I know old school right) but if you can make a dope ass cover I'll let u hook that up for me sure.

    as for the topic, let us drop it
    wanna talk bout hoes, clothes,
    or the hammer when you cock it
    Boxin, or clockin' blocks when rocks in
    the pots n the pans understand man we them mobstas
    Shrimp and lobstas,
    fake men impostas its lots a those
    red dot spot ya then we bust wit Calico's
    100 rounds from brows down to ya nose
    now lets switch up the flow and talk anatomy
    hit his sweet-heart, call it casualty
    he mad at me jumped like cars wont start
    the mark is dead battery
  • DariusDarius Posts: 22,650 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,505 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
    throat from your chick look like she faked a seizure
    got the cat quick i call her cheetah but believe she gets no cheddar
    got the booty ,other words take your treasuretold me i make her wetter
    splash her 2000 parts like she's caked in lever
    charge shit to your visa, then leave her ,skate in a jetta,steady clocking divas
    ill steal yo flow to make it better, take a breather
  • hiphophovahiphophova Posts: 710
    edited November 2011
    wont see heaven, being blinded in hell, but oh well,
    barely stand, half hundred grand planned, but plan after plan was never how i planned, it /
    get off the head, like dandruff / same hands that dap, same hand put me in handcuffs/
    i give up, smoking pox pokin sluts as bad as vivica fox, my mind was corrupt
    aston wine v12 exhuast, only thoughts, holy course lost, what would jesus do,
    being the only monkey in the zoo
    my niggas throw banana clips, what part of the land is this, desert storm / forever soon come /
    optimism not a part of my living, stay grounded, good luck never found it,
    so its tre 8 7.30 pounded
  • bankrupt ballerbankrupt baller Posts: 12,918
    edited November 2011
  • RiGGARiGGA Posts: 2,380 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
    Topic? The Game.

    active practice to master faster the craft of
    disaster ask how I'm tearin shit up
    Ya larynx in cuffs, a parent's disgust
    Trust cuz I rush to bust niggas in they mouth
    n chest check for respect because I'm from the South
    side where we ride in a drought
    on tires as big as our eyes when we see em pull out,
    drug money 'round town, gun in her gown
    to ensure the amount, count correct
    or check what these bullets about
    I bully the pound, pull it for sound
    and bodies hittin' the ground when its targets are found while
    the hustlas still hustle, and the thugs still tustle
    I swear my dogs wild but they bear without a muzzle
    beasts off the leash stay ready to scuffle
    wit at least a couple thou in that Louis V duffle...
  • hiphophovahiphophova Posts: 710
    edited November 2011
    i dont rap, nigg, i count stacks,
    count italian vechiles with the custom oak dash
    bullet proof, the coupe cause stat, and curb niggas to act,
    god pray for em, while im in that mclaren swerving, treat it like a go kart and crash
    i go hard for the scrilla, no pork n bean dinner, proper tupper wear governor affair
    no need for maury, all these new niggas coming call me 'father of the year'
    dont recall a fall, every man brawl, pop off if any man war, we go deeper than earth,
    tech ninas in skirts, our broads hurst niggas who thirst / the excellence
    deep sentence, like the judge hammer clap / we black bandana rap. scramblers and the silencers on gats
    been broke like drop glass, now we pitch yoke sling coke through post / fed-x services
    we dead where snitches permitting









    i dont get the topic, i got 1000 ways to say im nice on the mic, need something specific like maybe a story, where we have a shoot out and go to jail and catch that snitch in the yard and poke him up and we flee the jail john dillinger style, and come back home to the whole block congratulations. lol.

    something like that ?
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,505 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
    the chill comes,hip hop is over and dead, i killed him,outfield him,he won't be comin back, he's not australian,far from aboriginal ,pale in comparison like vitiligo,cliche down to the syllable,got tooken apart at the level of isotopes,attack the clones with saber microphones
    thought he was hova,more like sacario thats why he got charbroiled,before he hits the dirt he all soiled,press the button on his life alert
    do to smooth maneuvering he won't bounce back or boomerang,try to bite and lose a fang or lose a spring,make it difficult to do your thang,thought he was soon to reign,but whos the king?choose a name so i can start tutoring
  • StreetMediaZoneStreetMediaZone Posts: 364
    edited November 2011
    there is a new king
    i run tha city
    catch me sucking ya baby momma titty
    got milk?
    all yall nikkas is wack
    all your punchlines or jacked
    ...............................................ewww yall nuccas dont want it
  • hiphophovahiphophova Posts: 710
    edited November 2011
    the chill comes,hip hop is over and dead, i killed him,outfield him,he won't be comin back, he's not australian,far from aboriginal ,pale in comparison like vitiligo,cliche down to the syllable,got tooken apart at the level of isotopes,attack the clones with saber microphones
    thought he was hova,more like sacario thats why he got charbroiled,before he hits the dirt he all soiled,press the button on his life alert
    do to smooth maneuvering he won't bounce back or boomerang,try to bite and lose a fang or lose a spring,make it difficult to do your thang,thought he was soon to reign,but whos the king?choose a name so i can start tutoring

    one two,
    we aint on what the desolate ones do,
    we come through with the noise, we aint scared of dem boys
    let the sirens ring, we cover e'thing
    wit the scuba divers find the corpse when we win
    game finito, bout that papaya extract from puerto rico, the game thang,
    we let the 9 milli metre, torch kings /
    even if you aint man enough to claim it
    i'll say it, 2 glock gats to laminate it
    my aim is, I.C champ battle record famous,
    couldnt even switch to some cartoon chat
    but i'd rather your face on that milk carton fast, you carlton banks,
    im big willie style got fresh prince stacks
    so put that shit on mute bruh,
    i distribute them keys like computers /
    the hard nigga from favella villas,
    you dont gonna like me
    i put a japan flag on your white tee,
    bitch please, take heed i got v8 mercedes
    from baked keys
  • RiGGARiGGA Posts: 2,380 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
    ...and I've wasted my whole life up until now
    tryna figure out why we so proud
    and how foul it was, held down
    but.... still we rise
    the lies implanted planned to hypnotize
    minds but mine is tryin to design an escape
    for heavens sake wait would they relate
    to the hate thrown upon us
    made to break thoughts like a sentence wit a comma
    blade to they heart put a chink up in they armour
    Sinked in heat, never admit defeat on em
    So fuck it then we goin in
    suck it when she yawnin
    and that was random but..
    just checkin if ya listening
    cuz kids is only interested in spit that
    shits on lyrics it's for simpletons
    on Ritalin wit tendencies to scream adlibs repeatedly..
    Excuse me, I'm weeded g..lol
  • hiphophovahiphophova Posts: 710
    edited November 2011
    iMpIoDez wrote: »
    ...and I've wasted my whole life up until now
    tryna figure out why we so proud
    and how foul it was, held down
    but.... still we rise
    the lies implanted planned to hypnotize
    minds but mine is tryin to design an escape
    for heavens sake wait would they relate
    to the hate thrown upon us
    made to break thoughts like a sentence wit a comma
    blade to they heart put a chink up in they armour
    Sinked in heat, never admit defeat on em
    So fuck it then we goin in
    suck it when she yawnin
    and that was random but..
    just checkin if ya listening

    cuz kids is only interested in spit that
    shits on lyrics it's for simpletons
    on Ritalin wit tendencies to scream adlibs repeatedly..
    Excuse me, I'm weeded g..lol

    I was listening, and was like dude went too far violating a lady like that but i see.

    Still I'm number i spit movies, oscar caterogies / while your side line rhyme, stories that end chapters for me / i wont turn, rather give my gat some burn, lesson learned, HHH breathe blessed till urns/
  • RiGGARiGGA Posts: 2,380 ✭✭✭✭
    edited November 2011
    Young-Ice wrote: »
    jumbo flow, sick steeze, mixed breed like gumbo
    unload lyrical clips in ya midst, i bust loads
    left right and centre on dimes and mud ducks
    got the game fucked up, spinnin heavy like num chucks

    we need another cipher

    I'll kick it, use this thump yo

    Canuck say we need a cipher
    so fuck it I'ma try her
    No liar when I say I'm on fire
    Higher than the blunt when it's lit
    Sire to these chump little kids
    who desire how I handle my biz
    It's nothin to Rig
    no frontin if you wantin to live
    you muffin or somethin
    I come in ya crib
    u know what it is
    stuff it in ya lover
    comin from dick
    she never get from lame niggas
    train bitches no arithmetic
    I do this shit
    turn ya boo into a nudist
    faster than she blew this dick
    you knew I'm sick like venereal
    I'm scarin' you.. stylin' wit lines
    all on ya burial
    more rhymes in time
    than decibels up in ya stereo
  • G.R.I.P. Money $$$G.R.I.P. Money $$$ Posts: 18,939 ✭✭✭
    edited December 2011
    iMpIoDez wrote: »
    i got u pap me and my mans pushin' to have a mixtape by the end of the year, I'ma show you aint none of my shit as bad as "Gametime" lol!

    Nah but on the real I respect your attempts at hooks though, I NEVER write 'em..


    I mean I used to fuck with CS2 pretty heavy (yeah I know old school right) but if you can make a dope ass cover I'll let u hook that up for me sure.

    as for the topic, let us drop it
    wanna talk bout hoes, clothes,
    or the hammer when you cock it
    Boxin, or clockin' blocks when rocks in
    the pots n the pans understand man we them mobstas
    Shrimp and lobstas,
    fake men impostas its lots a those
    red dot spot ya then we bust wit Calico's
    100 rounds from brows down to ya nose
    now lets switch up the flow and talk anatomy
    hit his sweet-heart, call it casualty
    he mad at me jumped like cars wont start
    the mark is dead battery

    ay gametime>>>this thread tho
  • RiGGARiGGA Posts: 2,380 ✭✭✭✭
    edited December 2011
    word b u got a tinychat room or sum shit b i wanna let u hear sum shit off my mixtape, lemme know watchu think nahmean
  • RiGGARiGGA Posts: 2,380 ✭✭✭✭
    edited December 2011
    Young-Ice wrote: »
    louder than a thousand decibels when i'm up in spot
    i don't give a fuck if you hot
    i've come for the top
    and i ain't leavin till i've captured it
    like a kodak camera snappin flicks of a nasty bitch
    i'm hazardous, consider this a rhymin lesson
    i'm a bioweapon built for war, behind flourescent
    lights you look bright but rappin is my profession
    try to step in and you'll get knocked down... nine eleven

    nine eleven...take the first number and subtract it by two,
    thats how I run with the gats and the tools
    Packs and sacks for the crews
    wit the knack for the white dust
    and like such, I sell 'em thrax for they jewels
    Nose food for the fools, call it candy cane
    Pro tools spittin views, the game glad he came
    Second-person flow yo I master thangs
    the gat'll bang brains if I maintain the same
    way I rain pain on these John n Janes
    Doe, in case y'aint know
    oh you did, shit...bueno
    back to the same old
    road here we go as I chop, chop, chop
    and then chop some mo'
    Niggas couldn't follow if I had a trail of bread
    and dropped the dough
  • hiphophovahiphophova Posts: 710
    edited December 2011
    aha, word its on then, james bond for funds,
    grave stone embelem how you wit them,
    when there ends split to no ends, BM out the car show
    puddle in a sharks bowl,
    throw darts illuminate your best ace, wit SK's 38s n duck tape
    you get the picture,
    over moonlit rivers,
    we provide bomb style, self-confessed side line story
    plus your boss bore me, the catergoy, gone with the wind story,
    straight jackets and oil sheik tax brackets
    couldnt hack it, in the bricks i charge nigga for the jacks /
    buck 50 if you ask, pay only way, till museliem light grey
    find my feet stay, turkish leathers, berretas, n scarface drunk letters /
    we milk chedda, the team built knelt together,
    rhymes build like piaza towers slight tilt,
    high eyes and no questions why,
    diamond geezers, idi amin your team pack freezers, slayings with friskars
    sleeping with box cutters,
    catch the wrist where blood split its diamond like what mr.frosty felt /
    obnoxious we dont throw punches,
    we poetic, peep the show, arsenal like the army know
    verbal barrage, 30 antiques in the garage, charge niggas to breathe and see, hope is me
    dope in nylons, shipped in supermarket wheels
  • thedesolateonethedesolateone Posts: 4,505 ✭✭✭✭
    edited December 2011
    hiphophova wrote: »
    one two,
    we aint on what the desolate ones do,
    we come through with the noise, we aint scared of dem boys
    let the sirens ring, we cover e'thing
    wit the scuba divers find the corpse when we win
    game finito, bout that papaya extract from puerto rico, the game thang,
    we let the 9 milli metre, torch kings /
    even if you aint man enough to claim it
    i'll say it, 2 glock gats to laminate it
    my aim is, I.C champ battle record famous,
    couldnt even switch to some cartoon chat
    but i'd rather your face on that milk carton fast, you carlton banks,
    im big willie style got fresh prince stacks
    so put that shit on mute bruh,
    i distribute them keys like computers /
    the hard nigga from favella villas,
    you dont gonna like me
    i put a japan flag on your white tee,
    bitch please, take heed i got v8 mercedes
    from baked keys

    to be cont...
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