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Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Ro J. Simpson on October 03, 2001, 03:23:55 PM

Title: LITE UP...CHILL>>>THEN SPIT A VERSE...
Post by: Ro J. Simpson on October 03, 2001, 03:23:55 PM
this shit is far too advanced to manipulate
compacted rhyme form to which all i imcorporate
stars n images (pause) lost sentences
light up the skyline like a bonfire rememberance
u trynna hurt me with shitty plastic steel?
my style is flawless resembling a fuckin moseleum
ive seen alot of empty spaces open and close
i try hard while most of y'all hustle and pose
shit is thick, hard to get rid, like amnesia
swayin in a circular motion dubbed a music ballerina
im drownin in my own sorrow on alcoholic margherita
do i have to shout? cos i cant fuckin see ya
if i left, i hope my name stayed unforgettable
i want to take this shit to levels unimaginable
all my beats so original most of my styles sweet subliminal
i hear u make beats and smoke crack like a flash
get a record deal yo and stick to roll ups and hash
my rhymes is the bible but the lyrical adaption
the sound that you hearin is pure satisfaction
chemical experiment analyzed chain reaction

- Bigg J.T
Title: Re: LITE UP...CHILL>>>THEN SPIT A VERSE...
Post by: ZILLA THA GOODFELLA on October 03, 2001, 04:54:50 PM


Bustin caps at tha rap game, reppin my state/
Like Alexander the great I handle my own dam weight/
Yall can't relate 2 cali, we got mo drama den Kuwait/
Im tha real sikotic/
Im a siko wit 2 balls and a dick/
Eat humans appitisers anerexics and ethiopians/
Got a fetish for eating babys from the falopian/...lol...
Live in a house with no utilitys no water or heat/
Just a crayon and a boom box with acouple of beats......


lol, Im just fuckin around.............


Title: Re: LITE UP...CHILL>>>THEN SPIT A VERSE...
Post by: maxi-padz on October 04, 2001, 03:12:10 PM
daz tight battlecat on tha real u spitten good shit...
werd tha7th that waz aight as well
n im out
~1~