West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: NoT on January 30, 2002, 02:10:19 PM
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Drop four lines and pass the joint on... you gotta make at least the first line of the your piece rhyme with the previous person's last line without using the same last word or couple of words.
Puff, puff, pass this shit's what gets me fucked up ~
Can handle my liquor but when I get too much a this stuff ~
My eyes skip turnin' red, they just start to bleed ~
Everyone knows Canada got the best weed ~
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runnin through ya with SPEED, makin suckas wanna BLEED
game PROCEED, am I the Greatest??, yes INDEED
makin your tapes wacker, like John Lennon with Yoko ONO
the bedz starts shakin cuz i never playz MONO
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i run through yall while im drunk in blurred vision, spittin slow-mo/
aint no way weed be better than a bottle of hard alcohol/
i turn criminal when im high, raise my glass Tequila-last-shot/
buy a gun off the block, steal a ride drive-by ur coffee shop/
lol damn, ah well.
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You wonderin' how much I smoke, how much pot ~
Let's just say when I'm high, ain't no emcee takin' NoT ~
You should know to flee in terror every time I cough ~
Cuz when I when I breathe on an emcee, their body turns to rot ~
That was wack as fuck... just keepin' this thread movin'...
[EDIT]Didn't change the rhyme any... just fixed the bolding of my name I typed "[b/]" before instead of the right code.
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Drankin the tequila, murderin' emcees makin them a Statistic\
Drunk as shit, puke "Flyin all over" like "misiles balistic"\
Drop an ounce of the contraband,Freestylin furious ish,I'm losing my complexion\
I aint feelin' like droppin something perplexin',Just some frestyle shit on West Coast Connection\
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Next time, Pr1mo, listen to instructions ~
After all, this a Nick of Time production ~
Ya'll just featured artists, who the hardest, N-o-T ~
Straight from the streets of J-A-N-E* ~
*The Jane-Finch corridor is my project in Toronto. I was lucky to get into a good school on an athletic/academic scholarship.
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dont need no fuckin weed cuz im constantly high!//
im so fuckin i'll i will smoke the bullets used in a drive-by//
rings of smoke surrounding ya like lord of the rings//
yo smack is jus whack.. like wen tham shitty pop groups sing//
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Peeps always wondering how much weight I bring ~
Not skills, that's obvious, chock up victories like che-ching ~
I'm talkin' 'bout weed, and it's at least a quarter-pound ~
Then I buy the burger at Mc's, hit the bars, order a round ~
Remember, you've gotta make the first line of your piece rhyme with the last line of the previous person's piece.
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NoT Was Raped By My Telepathy Blarin Your Sound//
Cut Your Throat And Leave Your Lungs Bloated With Mucus And Blood//
Show Up At Schools And Slaughter The Students Of Love//
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What's this shit now?! Some clown blowin' my buzz ~
The Nick of Time has come, now what the fuck up?! ~
Lightning bolts strikin' you, signs of death from above ~
Wait, flying by, it's a buddah smokin' peace dove ~
PEACE!
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talk shit if ya want, ya still knows who's above
dont forget who who can knocc yall, with only one boxing-glove
like tyson, ill chew your ear and eat your only child
to know the result, ask last nigga who smiled last time i waz wild
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i refuse to take a beatin from any cat that spits so mild/
i batter up to bust ya face wit lyrical attacks I planned for miles/
chose to rap cuz it helped get rid of thoughts trapped in my cells/
dying to get out, crushed oppenents uncountable amounts already fell/
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And i drop "hot" shit that makes sucka emcees "melt"\
Uppercutting homies verbally,knocking them parralel\
I rock shit like my feces were made of granite\
betcha stand astounded fool,i'm outta ya league ,basically outta ya planet\
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In many ways I have fell, but in rhymes I excel ~
"Supreme clientele", if i get the pussy, i hope you won't tell ~
If you yell I would have to expell you to a rotten cell ~
Bet you liked this rhyme; i did it just for fun, run when I come with the stun gun ~
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smoke in ma lungz iz heavy cuz ma problemz weigh a ton
aint stoppin thiz rap shit till ma keyboard gitz dipped in platinum
numba 1 rap site WCC ready ta fight
Kingz ta CSN ova to tha Melanin and end wit tha Elite
CSN!!!
Holla
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A CLEAT tah tha CHEEK of outsidaz tryna bring HEAT/
Cant be BEAT, write blind, n cant see DEFEAT cus we strait STREET, UNIQUE, wit battle TECHNIQUES/
"Untouchable" is tha word that describes theze RHYME-CREWZ/
If yah hide we FIND-YOU, like detectives n CRIME-CLUES, we double yah talent like TIMES-TWO/
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In your mind you ill, but I scope out the real you ~
My advanced verbal sights let me snipe out ya crew ~
Fuck guns, I take out whole armies with knives ~
One flashing in the left hand, one slashing in the right ~
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NoT ain't the man to give up a fight ~
I'm the man still standing when the freaks come out at night ~
Rhymes fulla spite, rhymes fulla hatred ~
Wish you could spit so nice, come on, don't hate kid ~
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ya'll be tha jar i'll be tha lid/
i'll suffocate u with these dope rhymes/
compared to me, ya doin' no crimes/
kiss my ass and suck my dick/
come and try to do best than this trick/
get real and spit, we'll do a muthafuckin' hit!/
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Fuck hits, I done near twenty of them shits ~
Only man to battle Sauk and remember it ~
Once I start, I just can't quit ~
Like crackheads, rap fans addicted to my shit ~
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wcc, fulla smokers, and dope rhymers, wid a few bitches/
we tha flyest, the highest, burning otha mcs to dust/
getting marked down in history, wid every verse i bust/
spittin wid no mercy,side effects r stress, mcs be thinkin im possesed/
come test, Cuz foo, mess wid da best, die like da rest/
-{bLaDe}
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all da rest wnet into da snake's nest/
we really are tha best and will stab ya in da chest/
this rhymez grimez no need no crimez/
shit da rhymez goin' flamez two timez/
gotta flow that blow all tha muthafuckin' o/
shit we're tha fastest to go betta than supaman-o/
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i'd thought i should bump this..
just to show that everyone was newbie sooner or later..
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LOL, just don't bump my first keystyle homie, shit's embarassin' :-\
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LOL, just don't bump my first keystyle homie, shit's embarassin' :-\
lemme find it..lol
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Hey, hey, two can play at this game playa!!
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Hey, hey, two can play at this game playa!!
*silence*
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yo guess who the fuck back at it... disception/
Start the sepeartion, file out the weak make the correction/
Ya squad meets deflection, peep ya face in the reflection/
Stare down the barrel, use a vest for protection/
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all da rest wnet into da snake's nest/
we really are tha best and will stab ya in da chest/
this rhymez grimez no need no crimez/
shit da rhymez goin' flamez two timez/
gotta flow that blow all tha muthafuckin' o/
shit we're tha fastest to go betta than supaman-o/
^^ I almost forgot that... shit ... it wuz a long time ago...