West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: -1 on January 30, 2001, 06:22:09 PM
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YO I remember back in dre2001 these things got pretty good, so maybe we can get these pretty big, i know alot of people who like to keystyle...ill drop first....
I at the point where ive near lost my sanity/
goin crazy and shootin you in front of your family/
screamin profanity/
and this aint no fucking calamity/
when i get on stage the whole crowd starts ta scream/
nice people turn mean when ya makin green/
its a scheme/
not a dream like puffys wack labels new girl group/
like when i shoot at your 4 door coop/
sticky fingaz like glue/
5 finger discount on you/
when we robbin' your grannnys purse/
screamin every word when i curse/
and im still rollin like fred durst/
and limp bizkut/
and there rock rap music/
this hiphop they abuse it/
but you think trl gives a shit?/
haha thats kinda wack, yo let me start somethin new:
Im on the board of westcoast affiliates/
like igangsta and tha shiznit/
i remember the days back of dreday dotcom/
droppin bombz/
everyone posting messages like disiples and the psalms/
kinda died when sde was gone/
but im wating on a comeback/
and take the whole westcoast rap game to attack/
and come back/
i had this site called chonic overload/
but it got hacked by engies this ho/
that we all know yo
I know its kinda wack, but everyone post theres and we will pick winners and shit...
PEACE
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Whoa slow it down Narrator/
You was a playa hater/
Everyone hating on you like aligators/
Choppin on your voice And spreading the hate/
As If we wanted it served on a silver plate/
I don't get why they did what they did/
Taking your site like an auction bid/
But some people do what they gotta do/
Close all your thoughts and rip them in two/
I aint dissing on what you had/
But Chronic Overload was like some worn out knee pads/
Posting your banners for Jay-Z sales/
When your site was for the Westcoast and all it hales/
But what they did wasn't cool in my mind/
You had what you had and lost it in no time/
So get back up and do it again
I sure aint an enemy but don't call me a friend/
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the second hit:
ayo dont call me a friend call me the enemy
don't offend me or you might end up a forgotten entity
i dont need the west, i got everywhere else defending me
but im designing these rhymes cleverly you could wave the white flag but ill never surrender see
i got the tendency to rip mcs like tight pussies
if you wanna fight chief, then go ahead and push me
caseu we can do this lyrically or with fists
but when im done with you blood will be flowing down the concrete like piss
like my jizz when it was gushing off your sisters lips
little bitch, i licked her clit while she gripped my dick, so i bend her over and stuck my member in this dismembered chick
yo that wuz kinda wack so imma start again like this
yo i aint going nowhere imma stay and linger yo
cause these flows are on sum sick shit like the jerry springer show
kid you wanna smoke here light up this tainted stuffy
while i rat you out like shyne did to puffy
ya'll claiming your the illest, well i guess im next so
imma break your neck like suge and take you to death row
kid you spit a full LP and didnt even slightly leave a bruise
i spit 1 verse and your whole crew ends up on the nightly news
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Now i dont know what you think of the whole situation/
i just think of it as reabilitation/
to your anitiation/
narrator be narration/
skaters the ones i be hatin/
so bring it/
you know we be waitin/
and fa sure you know where we are stationed/
i'll beat you in your head till your brain falls out vacent/
your mom trys to sue for a replacement/
she puts me on servalence/
and yall know it just dont make sence/
so when i rap im droppin bombz/
over bagdad on sudam/
and your muthafuckim mom
hahahahah
that worked out pretty good eh?
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im from the dre formam
n i already posted this shit there
but i wanna see what u all think coz you all know what teh fuck ur talking about
so here it is
u say freestylin for the g's/
nigga pass me the keys/
im about to go kill someone/
but daymn i forgot my gun/
i am untouchable every where i go/
all teh bitches can feel my tight flo/
ull know its time to go/
when i stick my dick in ur hoe/
but no disrespect coz she wont make me blow/
ill swoop on ur arse like a crow/
n then well trade blow for blow/
n go toe to toe/
untill someone one the ground/
knocked out or crying/
tell me now that u dont mind dying/
ill ask u the question to ur face fuck man stop the lying/
ill put my gun to ur fucken head/
while ur mothers on her death bed/
but im still gonna make her gimme head/
now ur brother comin around my house in the black caddy/
lookin for the notorious nigga named paddy/
but when i catch u u better pray/
coz i wont hesitate to line up ur car n spray/
deadly bullets that rip ur chest/
u should have worn ur bullet proof vest/
but that wouldnt have stopped me/
im still after ur ass/
coz u aint got no damn class/
when u see me u run real fast/
but im gonna snap ur legs n put them in a fucken cast/
coz no one survives when i start to blast/
u will all be dead on the ground/
then ill start to pound/
on ur familys door/
shit man ur house is real fucken poor/
now i got ur whole family lyin on teh floor/
and ur dirty sister beggin for more/
i got my chrome to ur mums back/
she says that im wack/
haha FUCK DAT/
ur gonna die bitch/
u dumb fucken snitch/
BLAM BLAM BLAM/
fuck goddam/
i cut u up into little peices and put you in a pram/
then leave u in little bits on a tram/
now the whole town is screamin my name/
they need someone to take the blame/
i was in it for the fortune n fame/
im to far in this shit to get outta this game/
just shut the fuck up/
but when i see u im gonna rip ur shit up/
CHORUS:
now that ur a fuck up/
nigga ima raise my shit up/
bitch u better shut up/
u know im gonna raise this shit up/
u need to wak the fuck up/
while ur asleep im raisin my shit up/
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now here sumthin new
back the fuck up off me/
ur a dirty mutherfucken g/
u make me think that ur my mate/
but then u turn around n shut the gate/
now ur gonna kill me?
haha nigga how u gonna do that u cant even see me/
ima creep up to ur window when u dont think im there/
gonna kill ur mum coz i dont fucken care/
u reakon ur gonna bring all the homies to my house/
fuck that pussy just me n u/
ill make u sweat like u got teh flu/
u gotta knock me out or kill me/
coz ill keep gettin back up/
so shut the fuck up/
the next sound you will be hearin is my gun click/
and then ima make u suck my dick/
thats what u get for fucken with my shit/
u knew u was gonna get hit/
n u say u dont mind a bit/
but when i came through ur window with a gun u threw a fucken fit/
u on teh ground cryin, beggin/
snoop dogg said that all dogs go to heavan/
but not be im goin straight to hell/
now that ur dead n gone/
ima have to go bust on another one/
coz i can never put down my gun/
there to much hatin/
while the presidents debatin/
on who gon suck his dick/
hes a dirty prick/
but thats end of that shit/
daym i know that sucked
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Yeah paddy stay here man. The dre forum is dead.
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Hold Up
Wait A minute
Time to get gangsta with it
M Dogg is in the place to be
Fuck all haters in the way of me
Claiming hardcore shit when y'all just suck dick
Never seen the hood you punk bitch
As for me, Rialto I claim
Straight out the I.E. is my way to fame
And like Eazy I'm putting my home on the map
Rialto California, home of G'z holding straps
And don't try to fake the funk
And claim that you home is tuff
'Cause I be ripping in fake bitches everyday,
Like that bitch M.G. I'll break him in a different way
'Cause when you hear welcome home ESE
Then M.G. needs to leave BABY!
I break bitches off prober like
When I'm back home were the feeling is right
And the I.E. shows love for me
Every Ese on the block knows to respect me
Being how I drop bomb daily
No onw can take shit away from me
So all you suckers with them bitch ass diss
Don't step to me, or I'll fuck you like I did your bitch
HA HA BEYOTCH
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Here we go... Straight from the dre forum, thug style baby, thug style.
I be hearin u got verve/
Mixed wit a hard earned nerve/
And dat yo rhythm n' style/
Leave peeps reelin like they done a crime/
But now i wanna spit mine/
If dats all fine/
See what you think/
Do i match the deal/
Or do i sound more like p!nk/
I only learned to style/
In the dre message board/
But the bopperz there didnt like my hoard/
Coz as in french, i rep the
sud,est,ouest and the nord/
You say ive pulled the ambiblical chord/
And that my shit has gone overboard/
Now i be nervous/
Coz i hear u got skill/
And i dont know if ill fit the bill/
Coz im here to learn/
Like a pervert goes out to get a thrill/
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Damn, M DOGG Steady Ripped Shit
He & Me Always Twist Shit
We Both Ain't That Rich, Shit
But Fuck All That Bitch Shit
We're HARD Like Limp Bizkit
But Not Wack Like Their TRICK SHIT
They're Music's For Bitches
Who Neva Heard Of Switches
I Flow In These Quartets
Cuz That's How I Wrecked It
When I Started To Click It
I Said M DOGG? Forget It
I Know THAT Fool's Tight
For Westcoast Killaz He Writes
With Incognito, Ste7, And Me! Wha? Yeah, Right
M Dogg NEVER Heard Of Lite
His Flow's DARK Like The Night
I Wouldn't Even Mention It, But I Gotta! He's Got BITE!
So Introducing, The Newest Team Formin' A Clic
M Dogg, Trauma, B-pLeAsE & The Kid
Incognito, Ste7, Gatewon BLIP BLIP!
That's The Sound You'll Hear From The Depths of The Clip
Lyrical & Intelligent, Flows Like A Grip
That's Shot AT Your SHIT,
You Step On Our Crew, Get Your Silicone Lip
For Free, Don't Need No Injections
That Shit'll Fatten Up Like Love Hewitt Gives Me Erections!
A Blow From The Fists Your Ass Still KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT
We're Takin' Em Down, We're BUYIN THE BLOCK
Wait, We'll STEAL That Shit, Our Houses Are HOT
Ain't Paid For Shit YET, And Why The Fuck Not?
Cuz When We Step In The Room, Peeps Throw Us Their Keys
Got Girls On Our Lap, Got Chucks On Our Feet
Everybody Wants To Know Us, Those Original Westcoast G's!
You Wanna Be Us? SHIT, BUSTA PLEASE!
You Can't Roll With Us, But You Can Get DEEZ
Not Talking Bout Daytons, But These N-U-T-Teez
Shit, I'm outtie, Like 5 Fuckin' G'z
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when i flow i let the whole world know/
that i cant be overtaken/
you must be mistaken/
with your body all misshappened/
in the wrong placment/
like i was racin a racist/
to the first station with a blatent occocation/
or somethin like that
http://www.geocities.com/chizoff/k.mp3
peep it
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reposted....from my keystyle..........im still warming up.......
Have to do this one more time.....i spit a rhyme......that was deleted..like i committed a crime.....its cool though..lettin everyone know again....i'm going to send....all the wack MC's to the depths of the seven seas..spread them out thin...I'm going to win, this game...its all the same..no matter where u claim..east, west, north south, i will buc two in your mouth, have your girls in your home town on the ground..gobblin the balls with their jaws...up down..all around..but this aint no too $hort sound...aint a pimp..aint a player, but a female slayer...number one draft pick, im sick, nyquil couldnt handle my shit.......coming from the Pacific Northwest.....some do try to test, but they find out like the rest.....we have more than just sir mix alot, we have real niggaz that pack their bullet proof vest..and will bucc a shot.....and ride and die like they were D-M-X, I hail from Seattle, fuckin shit up like the WTO Battle, born and raised in the CD, if you need me to explain.....thats the Central District, all types of shit gets wicked, we have our own boyz n the hood, shakin the spot up to no good.....breaking them down, stabbin out, lettin the whole wide world no...Seattle, got clout!
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The first keystyling thread. Damn, some have improved a grip *coughmecough*. :D Anyway, -1 would be So Much Style, and this would be the beginning. Enjoy.
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lolz damn i sucked mo than i do now
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should I post my rhyme
or just post my nine
up against niggas heads
to make the most of my time
my mind stays outta line
thats why I flow soo twisted
not fred durst
but I walk wit a limp
and eat bizkits
is that as deep as this shit gets?
I'm not sure
but I'm sure of one thing
that my heart is not pure
certified sikk nigga
known for leavin posts lit up
wont hesitae to pick up
and buck niggas from the hip up!
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The word ak rhyme spitaa..
bucking lyrikal slugss thru your frail lines killa
who got more bars than St Patricks day filled up
while your whole flow is not even enough for the piss to build up
your dead flesh
and NO stress for the well dressed (RIP)
in black
while the rest of your so-called stabbed you in the back
What part of the game was THAT!!
this rhyme be ex-lax...
digesting wack fecal matter with ease
and you claim to be the shit...
So play the toilet and let me release you for a minute
wipe my azz with your Rep as your respect and pride flushed
should have never spoken the word and kept your mouth hushed..
fuck it now...your deceased
your talent crushed
as your homiez and back-up just don't react up like the game they claim..
witness and say my name
like when I fucked your ear..
and listen for a minute..
A quick battle rhyme type..thang
A quickie...like when I fucked your mom and had u..lol
yo...keep this muthaphukkka going..
Welcome back Mass..
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Damn theze niggaz droppin sick shit
so i figure i spit
sum shit ta keep thiz thing goin
neva sayin i quit
California dreamin feenin 4 tha chance like Willie Beeman
Have tha girlz creamin and suckin up tha lazt of ma semen
theze sea creatin niggaz c ma crown and then start tha schemen
i got tha skillz of 7 niggaz so who yall think yall tripple teamin
im leanin 2 tha right
When Hatez got yo click in sight
hit tha head lightz
and bucken niggaz knucklez so there'z no need to try 2 fight
ignite tha flame and throw bottle'z inside of yo domain
where nothin remain'z
cause we gone destroy yo whole main frame
insane tha spawn multiply'z tha bulletz in ya palm
in tha lyrical artilery section he'z known az tha time bomb
calm down no need ta panic
spit lava call me volcanic
thiz rhymez i spit turn ya shit frum hard 2 romantic
automatically loud tha automatic az if itz manditory
makin memory'z of victimz tellin ma grand children storyz
"of 40 men and three niggaz known az CSN
wouldn't lose by tha hair of there chinny chin chin
leavin trailz of niggaz corpse'z so it had ta b a sin
7 time'z 8 9'z blasted b 4 tha roundz of mack 10'z"
tha end iz near so niggaz eyez iz full a tearz
makin wishez and lockin door'z hidin frum there fear'z
so here'z a warning ma nigga lend me yo ear
"them niggaz are comin, O MA GOODNESS I THINK THERE HERE!!!"
CSN!!
Holla
I know i coulda did better but fuck it
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Reppin' gutter life , my roof covered blue tarp canopy\
Freestyling this shit from my "Head to my toes".U couldn't get a "lick" at if it was "your Fastasy"\
im like having "laser" surgury and loosing your "vision"....You cant "see" me due to my "presice" lyrical "Presision"\
Fuckn' with me is not a wise desision..Just like during a hurricane going deep sea fishing\
Quick lil spit for ya'll