Post by Santiago on Oct 22, 2008 8:04:35 GMT 1
I know many of you aren't the biggest Hip-hop fans, unless i'm mistaken, but I felt like posting a little something. Feel free to give some constructive criticism if you want, if not then tell me if you like it....Here goes.
-A little something for you kids to recognize my steez, with words I can freeze time and bring kings to their knees
-Leave trails of mics where ever I move, motivate to prove that I don't lack the tools, to rock crowds, never been booed before
-The concept might elude some, but for most don't feel dumb, where I'm from you gotta be on point with joints
-Anoint the microphone to an excessive point, I slam hard on tracks with words equal to crack, addiction can be caused by my raps
-Flip facts so sick it's staph and I'm nasty like week old trash, bash enemies and brandish lyrical remedies
-Your telling me I'm nice, well thank you for telling me, check my spelling and see I'm spilling elegantly
-Never hesitantly do I engage the melody, iridescently I radiate with spells from me, unveiling mathematics encoded with static
-Seldom trained ears can understand it, demanding for me to simply would be to deny this algorithm of mine
-Line by Line I construct a crime scene for my rhyme scheme, pay attention to the in-betweens, means I got a message
-Decipher if you can and a reward I confess with words of the mind I tested beats for my rhymes, and the microphone has been blessed.
BTW, this is the beat i used for the verse, i would've recorded me reciting it, but it late here and my brother is asleep in my room.
-A little something for you kids to recognize my steez, with words I can freeze time and bring kings to their knees
-Leave trails of mics where ever I move, motivate to prove that I don't lack the tools, to rock crowds, never been booed before
-The concept might elude some, but for most don't feel dumb, where I'm from you gotta be on point with joints
-Anoint the microphone to an excessive point, I slam hard on tracks with words equal to crack, addiction can be caused by my raps
-Flip facts so sick it's staph and I'm nasty like week old trash, bash enemies and brandish lyrical remedies
-Your telling me I'm nice, well thank you for telling me, check my spelling and see I'm spilling elegantly
-Never hesitantly do I engage the melody, iridescently I radiate with spells from me, unveiling mathematics encoded with static
-Seldom trained ears can understand it, demanding for me to simply would be to deny this algorithm of mine
-Line by Line I construct a crime scene for my rhyme scheme, pay attention to the in-betweens, means I got a message
-Decipher if you can and a reward I confess with words of the mind I tested beats for my rhymes, and the microphone has been blessed.
BTW, this is the beat i used for the verse, i would've recorded me reciting it, but it late here and my brother is asleep in my room.