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Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Hatesrats on May 31, 2001, 07:28:06 AM
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Imagination fucks thought for ten minutes & produces a baby creation//of pure untapped love,lust & frustration//better written//then act out//the end sentence always kills dought//bloodshot red//a hollow head//no questions//just explanations//How, why, unexpected insanity relations//from next door//the innocence exits the popped whore//life sucks when privledge becomes chore//swore..till....death do us part//a cheater never starts fair//knowing the outcome of the sharade ends without himself there//unaware & shamed//the game's rules have just now been changed//a little advice//try a little vice//a loser's addicted to defeat more than twice//while you live your life twisted in dought//I'll be dead long since forgotten in mouth//forgotten in tounge//Hated by many and cherrished by some//over your image of absolute//remember 2 much of me//balences 2 much of you// so minus 1// minus 2//gun equall//no more me//no more you..... "hatesrats 2001"" :-[ :-[
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my rhymes have the highest standards of qualification/establishing lyrical battle stations/
like wu-tang and nas: verbal intercourse/
you have less power than gerbils inner force/
and when your rhymes undergo inspection/
it's obvious you can't take my lyrical injections/
my lyrics leave you in ravages/
and bandages/
mark twain said "there's no sadder sight than young pessimist"/
so if you younger than 50 hatesrats fuck that depression shit/
if you don;t shape up real quick and get optimistic/
my wicked/rhymes'll leave you twisted/another aten MC added to my list kid/
hehe, just raps folks, keep ya head up man, PEACE-Tanjint
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With a drunk flow
Hatesrat's blows chunks outta competition
A quessy stomach for styles to wack for addmission
Burnt beyond recongnition
It must be your female intuition
My lyrical seeds fertilized your brain cells raw dogg with no kissin'
listen
small fish in a pond with sharks on the mission
Devour Mc's to weak for the dissin'
Pulled out my dick and start pissin'
On the head stone's of foe's before who lost
Came up missing
The freestyle is a battle to warn the weak
They don't listen
Remember life is cruel fact not fiction
I've got to be the drunkest freestyle post, my submission
Head spinnn'
breathe kickin'
still the reply was a wise guy telling the a Don...
I've got a suggestion..........
(Yo..I'm fucken drunk as fuck...I probably misspelled all my words n' shit....Keep it going homie!!!)
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I'ma switch up my style alittle bit(i always do when i'm listenin to tical by method man)
I see you replied,so what do i do? i follow suit
in lyrical hot pursuit/like snoop on that leftova from last meal/
flowin past me?/
yeah right my flows nasty/
sick ill in the sense of the words trues of definition/
don't get me? ha i getcha slippin/
metaphoris and similes/
the way i think?criminally/
switchin up my style for the methods or the funk?both/
leavin ya brain poked/stoked/
my reaction to a worthy challenger or contestant/
who messin with my shit then/them/
get the phlegm/big shout out to the homey crem!/ahem/
lemme get my thoughts back intact,gathered/
i'd rather/
not be spittin while i be in a state of insanity/
might say some shit to getchall mad at me/
families/
of rhymes being brought to realism/
i' ma make sure yall be feelin this one/lyricism/
shizm/shizophrenic/end it?/end what my rhymes flow like a faucet/
you had skill butcha lost it/in my lyrical closet/
i took it it's mine i absorbed/
i see all you mc's is weak with my crystal orb/
that is NOT my style i swear, i feel weird right now so i switched up my shit, i need feedback on this one to see if this was a good change or not. but hey i still got my style but i'm just experimentin,peace-Tanjint
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The way I switch my style is like I was a schizo/
Our rhymes don't compare and that's fa' shizzo/
Leave you so scared walk by me with a tip toe/
You think you can match up? The answer is no/
You winning me? I don't think so/
So get on ya knees and come and suck my dick ho/
Got more enemies than Suge and Death Rizzow/
And I said it like Crooked I, cuz I'm blazin like indo/
Leave your rich ass poor with enough cash to buy a pinto/
Did I say buy? I meant rent it at a rentil/
Neva' step to my cuz I was born mentil/
So make sure you don't call me back cuz that's like an insult/
Hahahah, peace dawgs...
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That was tight NIK,just don't do too many of those kind of raps with the same rhyme over and over but that was sweet, it's fun to flow it.nice reply hatesrats.
Lyrical conversion/
mc's emergin/
to start rhyme off small then BANG like a crescendo/
my rhymes play with ya head like nintendo/
don't try to betray,you potential warlocks/
you'll be sittin at home and then you the door knocks/
you open up and to your dismay/
a rhyme i sent to lead you this way/
why is your reaction negative to this event?/
because on weak mc's like you,my rhymes choose to vent/
unleashin the fury/
leavin you buried/
got me in a hurry/
to be establishing more rhyme firms/
as the hands of time turn/
i yearn for more mc's to demolish/
and abolish/you rhyme structures need polish/
cuz i wrecked them/,left em/to bits and smithereeens/
makin the scene/
hype,then leave the shit serene/
i can tell my rhymes leave you in lyrical hunger/
but i'm busy with another john do who want to flow so
pick a number/
peace-Tanjint
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my shit goes all out like an extremist/
rhymes is baseballs, who's next to pitch?/
in the good way my rhymes is terrible/
my styles is to yours uncomparable/
compare you to that and this;parables/
in other terminology:analogies/
you still losin grip of your reality/
indulgences/
like catholism/
bulgin convulsions is/
causing losses of mad rhythms/
of ya cardiac system/
i start the attack,listen/
random rhymes being emitted from my thought most premature/
focused ont he wrong things when we shoud cure/
the worlds woes those are the real things of matter that's critical/
but fuck that,let's get to rhymin that's cynical/
lyrical/is how i bring it of course that's established/
mc's who bes up in the trees talkin mad ish/
cabbage/s being broken and manipulated/
by my rhymes after my minds been stimulated/
then you hate it when fuckaz wanna get some payback/
layback/
take that/
rhymes of the randomest sort,you should have figured/
and of course the real shit from me?it gets delivered/
livers being punched and destructed/
what happened to that mc who busted?me fuckt it/
up his function/cuz he was gettin rambunctious/
fuck it,west up ,i'm out,mad love kid,-
PEACE-Tanjint
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Lyrical rampage/
I spit lyrics like a damn gauge/
I'm Robin' this bank, fuck minimum wage/
So belive it's neccesarry like Lady of Rage/
Above age/
The age to be playin with ya mind/
Cuz when you read this shit you get hypnotized/
Watch me rip the mic, watch me rip your lives/
Stab lyrics at you, like they was pure knives/
I fuckin strive/
To stay alive/
Cuz I'm schizo and my other half tried stickin my head in a bee-hive/
But it didn't work/
Shits drivin me bezerk/
Sippin Coca Cola, fuck sippin on sizzurp/
I know that this hurts/
So next time stay alert/
And back the fuck up, cuz I eat MC's like you for desert/
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(I was watching "The Mack" so it sound a little pimpish...lol...then I just went fucken crazy check it out...I have no idea??)
I'm a Bust nude so my nuts hang
Dangerous flows with the Mustang's
My thorobread bitch's on the block with the crack slang
Sign up
Even just young enough to leave the blood stains
Rookies and veterans
welcome all to "Hatesrats" treats
Spitting hypnotic vibe on a dime piece
That's my voice and "RIGHT" if she defies me
Imagine me broke when a hoe has my class ring
Graduated vala"DICK"torian the baddest bitch on my track team
With honar's
The scolars of Baller's make the top dollars
With rashed pussies and poped collars
Our oldest proffesion
since god created lust and imagination
in Eve's distrust
Sold that cooch for the snake with bad touch
Our first pimp
Gave us disease and a bad lunch
Apple pie never sold around here
just past us
until G'z-us
gave the right to think and cast dust
dispelling our rights to eat free and that's a bust
So I'll slang that bitch until living becomes a final trust
When I retire
my last philly become's my happily
raise a child who live's with me and a legacy
of a pimped soul, sold to attain on the gold throne......