Philosophies

when it comes to real hip hop most are oblivous
the mainstream bullshit turning people into degenerates
its ridiculous,makes me furious,and ill tempered
im illuminated shining bright like the big dipper
you shiver and quiver cause you got a cold heart
i be rippin muthafuckas apart right from the start
smoke some green,kick a freestyle,then depart
with words painting masterpeices,hip hop is an art
yall mc's are amateur spittin when im lyricaly advance
most step up but get shut down like power plants
leave you in a trance break beats make you wana dance
a b-boy stance,your rhymes better than mine there is a small chance
pen like a lance striking the parchment
too many dudes with gets running up in apartments
stealing money,jewlery,and maybe garments
seems heartless,im a lyrical villian and this pen is my acomplice
most rappers are talking nonsense
rapping about how money they got
shit aint hot so stop!
in tip top lyrical shape
these bars are ones you cant escape
racism still resides,kkk hangin blacks like drapes
it's sad makes me mad to see anyone being treated with unjustic
cause ruckus,my mouth is a gun and i be bustin
your feelings im touchin i believe your thoughts mean somethin
on green im puffin.taking the big hits
droppin the rhymes that are fresh like listerine strips
rappers are not pimps,like terrance howard in hustle and flow
yall might not now but our government is also hustilin snow
stop and go,i stop to show you my rhymes
one of a kind,im out of this world like the movie signs
innocent doing time in prison
listen...
im tickin like a bomb and you cant cut the red wire
chillin,bobbin my head to pharoahe monch's album desire
i aquire lines that are fire and are allways burning
knowledge is forever so your allways learning
allways yearning for some new talib kweli tracks
there all crack
lil wayne actin like hes all that
art of freestyle movie,hell yeah i saw that
bounce back like a cheetah,catch me smokin reefa
or talking about conspiracies to all the none believas
yes,fresh like a package thats never been opened
a legend is born in 1971,then 25 years later a casket closin
hip hop staying alive,i stay hopin
im not jokin...

GenJii

good use of vocab, flow was on point, transitions were clear, you obviously got some text experience withcya, just one line was buggin me and it was

"racism still resides,kkk hangin blacks like drapes" ..

i know you pointin somethin out, but you could do it in a more "battle" like style where you clownin the kkk..neways jus my 2 cents

Philosophies

thanks genjii i appreciate it

Alliance

yea man Im on the real when passion sing like heaven door open
mind never-closing this the method I speak so-fluently
such truancy but never verbal absentee the truth is me
behind this screen, stand a man a top of the moutain glance; like
Khangis-Kan himself I'm that Man, proven to set footprint thru many land
katz who feel me juz nod their head in congruent cuz they understand
I been doing this since, bring it back to the day
I was young brilliant then, and Still-Am..~ooww
conversation alwayz detain Man, with style so tangible
mc would love to grab it have it taste the sweet of pure elegant
the mind that attain such a high place where the psychical realm earse
far more yard behind the grave, this is life in a bundle of lyrical grace
never hesitate to drop would could be elaborate with thought
so gravitate it brought all the element of what an mc in sought
to be the best among all oddz I even up my stars
juz to show ya'll my hand of Sukur live in my core
sprinkle life with so much more to strangle like metaphor
then came the call I end this all with open-end bars
take it or leave it but i bet ya'll juz stall....

*my old shiet hope ya'll enjoy throw some 2cent with it..*

S@G3!NM0T!0N

Misundastood like a lone block of wood, just solicitin,
jus listenin to the haters around it,
flying like a lone eagle, im feeble,
sailin like a kite in bad territory; illegal.
Stick to the fable of the people,
who support you when ur up but shit talk u when down,
rise like the phoenix, i need this.. this fire, I breathe this.
My basis, of immaculate places, this spaceship in spaces i graces,
to these masses I place it, angels on my back; destined for greatness. politically correct i've faced it,
jerimiah wright to the republican vacants,
use me like bad publicity to publicly humilate what they see.
It's crazy, why crazy??
cuz Gods comin back to save me,
before i rapture these niggas and they rhymes,
to the gates where I pray to thee, on these knees,
i preach to a G, make em look up to ME,
the little nigga they passin by on the street,
so unique, so bleek, visionary so scary,
leave the house clinton'd like bill when he got in Hilary,
or in the mouth of Monica Lewinsky,
runnin ha mouth from the white to the court room of the country.
Stylin aint my profession it's a hobby,
if u thought so, sorry,
my job is to win souls from the NY coast to Hawaii,
Christian of society,
treat ya to my Bart Simpson shit: eat my shorts
nd bite me.

Burt Blaze

I sink shots in a split second like Even Turner
Burt Blaze a range stove top, equipped with the burners
Quick with the ferver sick lookin burber (burberry)
These other rappers is infant so I feed em the gerber
Slick with the swerves are you clockin my swag
Couldn't figure my bar code if you had stock in my tags
I'm might stop while I'm vastly ahead of the rest
You can watch me get ghastly as I make dead out of pests
Anything you read isnt threats its unleaded attempts
At floodin the basement and tossin in a lit match
With macks or techs Burts hittin a slick patch
Where 100% of his drops shittin on 100% of the heads
My styles live, even muted I get em to scream
Go ahead and sleep on me, I'm still livin the dream
And I aint givin a thing to these herbs, they can kiss on my ring
Or let me unzip on my jeans and put they lips on the king...hahaha

Blow me.

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Cento

Good to be back, and seein' all ya kids again
All you new Jacks got me feeling like I'm Nicholson
Heard that the site was dead, it was rightly said
Been almost a minute, looking from right to left
But the sickness is back, I'ma have it nicely spread
Heard it all before, i'll unzip and u can fall to the floor
Faggot motherfuckers would prolly call for somemore
I hate writer's block, it gets me pissed & blank
So I'mma go to the hospital and pull off someone's oxygen tank


Mehhhhhhhhh. Who wants to BATTLE!!?!!

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"Them ol' school mothafuckaz be like 'Listen to that whipper snapper,
Bitch attacker, dick her after, hang her from the kitchen rafter,
Clip clapper, chip stacker, nobody can spit it badder, kill the chitter chatter, throw some blows & ya chin'll shatter.. " - Apathy The Alien Tongue

Burt Blaze

I drop a hot 16 like I was shittin Miley Cyrus
Style's sick, I spit and smile at a virus
My flow make a chicken head out of ya girlfriend
Translate: I'm gettin head while you're out workin
Other rappers gay, call them fruit by the foot
Got a gusher in their mouth and they're workin for the squirt
Need a sex tape scandal to ever fuck with Burt
Cause lyrically I'm Kimbo challengers be eatin dirt
Unload quick like American Pie, webcam
Broadcast hits like public executions
I'm 20 megapixel digital power shots
You're $7 kodak, disposable snap shots
I'm not a crazy man but I be actin insane
My flow is Verizon and cats say my maps in the way
No homo, but I'm a cocky dude
And there's only room for one rooster up in this coop


hahaha...i dont know wtf was up with the last 2 lines but oh well

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