Drunken writing

[Thinklove]

Me and one of my friends did write a song last weekend drunk as hell trying to sleep just whane here what ya think about it, ya cant drop drunken keystyles you havce made here also

I’m the white shit fuck Eminem and purple pills-
Murder skills, I’m the definiton of verbal kills-
Challengin’ me, what the hell is it that you think-
Like terrible Zelda players you’re the weakest link-
You’re frantic, I’m fantastic, I will rap you fanatic-
Your rhymes is damn plastic, now it’s time to get drastic-
In this rhyming agony I am the verbal prodigy-
You’ve got no chance on me, wannabe fuckin faggot G-
I focus on odiuos opponents, who’s rhyme components seem bogus-
Conjure up magic scrolls that will hex theese trolls whit hocus pocus-
For us rhymes is like sperms I’ll spit and you’ll swallow-
Your living in a world of sorrows, on a ship that has gone to shallow-
I’m workin’ on my lyrics, otherwise they wouldn’t be so nice-
I’m hot like volcano lava, while your style is cold as glacier ice-
We’re major like the Middle Eastern conflicts on the news-
You’re the one that we pursues just like Hitler did to jews-
I’m like tv-game bosses a vampire, but immune to stakes and crosses-
So if you what to fight ya better prepare for bloody losses-
I’m like a living defuse kit, for battle-rappers and their music-
Whit rhymes that make ya quit spit cos. my lines are that sick-
Don’t you think that I will kill you with my punchline agility-
When you’re sleepin’ peacefully in your not so fine facility-
Trying to defeat me is like trying to get through a hole that is to narrow-
I will hunt you down and shoot you with my verbal bow and arrow-

Watch out for all the nasty rhymes that I spit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the verbal kills that I comitt-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the punchlines that I submit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the mystic chills that I transmit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-

And when I’m done whit your soul will be drained, you´ll be catched and chained
slashed and stained, shortly slained-
Ks and JB I can fight four guys that’s bigger then you-
So. how hard can it be to fuck up a wigger or two-
I feel ill of thinking about the gurl’s that you’re seducing-
Like talking ‘bout straightened curl’s your style is damn confusing-
We’re fooling everybody like the Snatch conspiraties gypsies-
While you and your family are even doper than some sixties hippies-
I’m going to sneak in to God’s holy chapel, have my self a grapple-
Steal some booze take a snapple, and then just slash his Adam’s apple-
I dont know what ya name says, but as a rapper your just fame less-
I’ll cut the wings of angels, and fire my gun even if I’m aim less-
I’ll exhume Nosferatu out of his keep and his eternal deep sleep-
Then I’ll let him suck the juice out of you like a wolf out of a sheep-
Here comes O4M2 the new version of the starwars robot R2D2-
Your brain is fucking empty, ear to ear, your head i see through-

Watch out for all the nasty rhymes that I spit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the verbal kills that I comitt-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the punchlines that I submit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the mystic chills that I transmit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-

This is battle times, with battle lines and battle rhymes-
And I rap that hard they call my shit crimes, sometimes-
As we say in Swedish ya only bust “keff rap”-
Battling me is like buying your self a vicious deathtrap-
Give up you punk, your style has done its just like junk-
Like Afrika Bambaataa I’m one of the renegades of funk-
Okey, I’m the Niagara, and I’ll take you with me in my fall-
You freakin’ gall, I’m going to kill you with my verbal call-
I’ll make ya dissy like a twister if ya refuse to think love mister-
Love can be to rape your little sister until she’s just pool of blood blister-
‘Cause I’m that high spy, flying over your city in the night sky-
Strangle ya whit your own tie supply, this shit is over bye bye-
Your verse had lack of sharpness as if it was written by someone heartless-
I’ll defeat you like you where worthless, like the aztec’s got by Hernan Cortez-
Now you’ve got a complication, will you take the blue or the red pill-
A tip take the blue pill and admit that I´ve made your humiliation with skill-

Watch out for all the nasty rhymes that I spit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the verbal kills that I comitt-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the punchlines that I submit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-
Watch out for all the mystic chills that I transmit-
Anyone can show up to make a critical hit-


pusspuss / Thinklove

[Inspectah]

Hella Long, but dope as fuck.. short enough lines to keep it going.. nice man.
Lyrically was tight and the punches were goood!

~ 1 ~

[kickz_deluxe]

i think it was pretty dote, especiaaly if it was a freestyle as u said.

i aint sure , but i guezz theres one spot u used one time before:
I focus on odiuos opponents, who’s rhyme components seem bogus-
Conjure up magic scrolls that will hex theese trolls whit hocus pocus-

, didnt u? let me remember...guezz u did post iz last time...
whutever, no bad

[Thinklove]

That line and some of the others are used befor I think 6 lines is pre written

[da_notorious_mack]

nice ish....i enjoyed it...

[Primo]

i liked the Zelda line

[*Z* - The Queen of Dubcc]

Id liked it...
the chorus was pretty cool!