West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: BL7 on February 01, 2002, 02:22:03 AM
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Sup y'all, I been gone for awhile. The internet wouldn't work, so I haven't been practicing much, but here's a lil' rhyme anyways...
I've proved-to-go/
on a lyrical level that's irreducible/
infuse rhymes with un-usual contents/
then constrict 'em to perfection, ending any conflict/
advancing sonically, abnormal lyrics equals hotness/
it'd take a whole lot of effort to stop-this/
when I first started out, I knew I was a user-that's-bound/
to deliver hard shit that bitch niggaz can't maneuver-around/
infusing-my-style/
with uniqueness, if you refuse to battle wit' skill, then you choose-to-go-down/
I got ya scared and whimperin', wishing you could make this evil-stop/
when I keystyle I spit with precision not missin' a single-shot/
Peace out
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*Cough**cough* ;)
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Nice piece. No doubt. I really liked this part:
when I first started out, I knew I was a user-that's-bound/
to deliver hard shit that bitch niggaz can't maneuver-around/
infusing-my-style/
with uniqueness, if you refuse to battle wit' skill, then you choose-to-go-down/
I got ya scared and whimperin', wishing you could make this evil-stop/
when I keystyle I spit with precision not missin' a single-shot/
Could you vote in my battle with Illicit? Thanks.
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Nice piece. No doubt. I really liked this part:
when I first started out, I knew I was a user-that's-bound/
to deliver hard shit that bitch niggaz can't maneuver-around/
infusing-my-style/
with uniqueness, if you refuse to battle wit' skill, then you choose-to-go-down/
I got ya scared and whimperin', wishing you could make this evil-stop/
when I keystyle I spit with precision not missin' a single-shot/
Could you vote in my battle with Illicit? Thanks.
It's been done. ;)
A little bit of skill, a little thought, and I'm-set/
my style's being perfected, shootin' lyrical darts through ya neck/
take ya head off and throw it on deck/
I'm bringing my best/
deadly consequences for you if ya come incorrect/
rhymes blasting you like a cannon/
even scientific mechanics couldn't understand-this, brutal bandit/
lyrics large like mansions, constantly expandin'/
and you better show some respect when I demand it/
otherwise/
you'll end up dead like them other-guys/
blast your head off right in front of your mother's-eyes/
Man I'm tired. I need some sleep.
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I liked that second piece better than the first... I thought that your first one was a little weak at the beginning but ended strong. The second one was more consistent and had the better "quotable":
rhymes blasting you like cannon/
even scientific mechanics couldn't understand-this, brutal bandit/
Would you mind commenting on one of my verses. Sorry to always ask for shit, but sometimes it's the only way to get certain people to respond to ya shit. I don't know if you're one of those people, but I figured it was worth a try.
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Pretty Good BL7.
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Thanks y'all. Damn I spit better verses when I'm damn near sleep. :P Oh, and yeah, I'll go check some of your rhymes out NoT.