So Much Style...I'm gunna TRY this time

[Now_Im_Not_Banned]

I see evil people come lethal I counter attack bomb to your back presparation
drip laceration rip my skin out to win I rub my eyes to keep 'em open hopin for
some rest the less stress off my chest stimulate to my mind unwind rest in peace
to the blind as I'm rippin' this rhyme rage on my page released from the cage feel
the under-tow as I get beneath below I keep these heads banging for real what
the deal hardcore is how I feel above I rise heard the cries spoken were the lies
see the hate through these eyes so if you wanna do it, bring it on
cuz I'll smoke you out like cheech and chong narrator the player hater sucks like leaches, and ya mom


Beat that homie...

[So Much Style]

My rhymes get lifted/How'd you even konw it existed/
my lyrics come smart, and scientific/im gonna be specific/
I'm GIFTED!/I stay comin vivid, like xzibit im likwit/
givin you notification/no waitin/
Incarsaraction, that was a blatent/attempt of hatin'/
My style blows up like nuclear cumbustion/No frontin'/
What your reppin/I bring this like a extension/more tension/than Al gores selection at the election/Votes gettin split like a intersection/back check, like retrospect/disrespect my dialect/you gettin chinn checked to the best effect/I always intersept/Cause im greater, your small than me, All that can follow me, is a apology and a equality/So we remain equal forever/let me disever every representer/but never/will you be the navigator like ford motors/I throwin up more dust than smokers/and tornados/I play ho's/you a pussy like felatios/and you wanna battle me, with thoese rhymes, mine shine, make you go blind/
you couldnt battle me in your life time with unlimited lifelines/
lyrics divided/slighted to the right-it/slided over and sighted/

sighted what? sighted some dope shit

good rhyme though that was your best work

[Now_Im_Not_Banned]

My vision sharp like television incision your decission pass the scaple live from tha
apple dirty rotten peace to those forgotton gone I pass the mic to ya faggot ass and its
on
I be this bomb atomic roll with my crew supersonic I be bionic remission of Steve
Austin 6,000,000 styles and one mic I ezustem
Pass me the shit and I toss em'
I gotta eat
So I put my feet all up in this beat heat bringing it down sounds to compounds
ringing through these rounds echos grand in canyons of me bring the noise
kill all these toys when I get diabolic with danger return to paradise and I hang
the stranger never do I play the minor leagues cuz my whole styles major
Forget your park ranger leave ya deep in the forest make plans with your florest
rest with stress confess lost your object leave ya horrified like Blair Witch Project
I reserect inject wicked sounds through your speaker deeper puttin' rapper
insominic in the sleeper hold truth will be told Now_I_Know lift your spirit
take your soul
N.I.K be the ace in the hole I be the spy you be the mole so don't reply with ya whack ass rhyme Cuz I'll outrhyme you back in time, and beat your ass while your nine, ya rhymes cryin I rule the jungle like a lion So please quite replyin!




Peace dawg...Nice rhyme