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micromegas, beautiful man

dunno if its just the state of mind I am in now, but i love it

i rhymed it in my head and it resonated through the meanings

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sabry, nice, I like more melody and dope in the sample/loop/music

heres one of my latest faves , archetype of what rap is best for

many cool greek rappers , too many!!, in a single song , on an awesome loop

title "OPOS PALIA" means "like old times"

at 2.14 , is one of my favourite MCs, check him out

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Thanks mutant.

This is a cool thread, it's fun to write a rhyme

from time to time.

It was a nice thread to open with my computer back on line,

finally!

Plenty of creative talent on this forum, never borin'

It's great to see.

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When life takes you buy surprise

don't back down don't close your eyes

look directly into the eye of the tiger

Your a fighter not a hider

so gather strength from deep within

you have the ability you know you can win

remember what your grampa would say

"be a man! be strong! seize every day!"

So i pulled out my 45 and blew him away

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when i was twenty two,

I said now I can die dude

I really believed this then

cause I was too lucky to play it cool

now I am thirty three ,

not in the best mood

I'm loosing motivation , how it'd be if it were a thriller?

now I am fantasizing if there's point to be serial killer...

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[Laughs]

"Aiyo, Man You Remember That Shit Eazy Did A While Back

Muthafuckaz Said Wasnt Gonna Work (That Crazy Shit)

Stupid Shit Man, Aiyo Eazy

Why Dont You Come Out From The Piano

And Bust This Crazy Shit"

Woke Up Quick, At About Noon

Jus' Thought That I Had To Be In Compton Soon

I Gotta Get Drunk Before The Day Begins

Before My Mother Starts Bitchin About Ma Friends

About To Go And Damn Near Went Blind

Young Niggaz At The Path Throwin Up Gang Signs

Ran In The House, And Grabbed Ma Clip

Wit The Mack 10 On The Side Of Ma Hip

Bailed Outside And Pointed Ma Weapon

Just As I Thought The Fools Kept Steppin

Jumped In The Fo' Hit The Juice On Ma Ride

I Got Front Back, And Side To Side

Then I Let The Alpine Play (Play)

Pumpin New Shit By Nwa

It Was Gangsta Gangsta At The Top Of The List

Then I Played My Own Shit And It Went Somethin' Like This

Cruisin Down The Street In My Six-Fo''

Jockin The Bitches, Slappin The Hoes

Went To The Park To Get The Scoop

Knuckleheads Out There Cold, Shootin Some Hoops

A Car Pulls Up, Who Can It Be

A Fresh El Camino Rollin Kilo G

He Rolled Down His Window And He Started To Say

Its All About Makin That G.T.A.

[Chorus:]

Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard

You Come Talkin That Trash, We'll Pull Ya Card

Knowin' Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'

Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[scratches] Yo Man

"Get The Fuck Out"

[scratches] Pump That Beat

"Muthafucka, Say What"

Down On B's Is The Place To Give Me The Pace

He Said Ma Man J.D. Is On Freebase

The Boy J.D. Was A Friend Of Mine

'till I Caught Him In My Car Tryin To Steal The Alpine

Chased Him Down The Street To Call A Truce

The Silly Muthafucka Pulls Out A Deuce Deuce

Little Did He Know I Had A Loaded 12 Guage

One Sucker Dead, L.A. Times Front Page

[Chorus:]

Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard

You Come Talkin That Trash, Well Pull Ya Card

Knowin' Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'

Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[scratches] "Yo Leroy"

[scratches] "Beer Drinkin Breath Stinkin Sniffin Glue"

Bored As Hell And I Wanna Get Ill

So I Went To A Spot Where Ma Homeboys Chill

The Fellas Out There Makin Dat Dollar

I Pulled Up In Ma 6 Fo' Impala

They Greet Me Wit A 40 And I Start Drinkin

And From The 8 Ball, My Breath Starts Stinkin

Left To Get Ma Girl To Rock That Body

Before I Left, I Hit The Bac-Ardi

Went To Her House To Get Her Out Of The Pad

Dumb Hoe Said Somethin That Made Me Mad

She Said Somethin That I Couldnt Believe

So I Grabbed The Stupid Bitch By Her Nappy-Ass Weave

She Started Talkin Shit, Wouldnt You Know

Reached Back Like A Pimp, Slapped The Hoe

Her Father Jumped Up And He Started To Shout

So I Threw A Right Cross And Knocked His Old-Ass Out

[Chorus:]

Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard

You Come Talkin That Trash, Well Pull Ya Card

Knowin' Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'

Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[scratches] "Who Do U Think You Are Mr. Big Stuff"

[scratches] "Rock This Muthafucka Like The Hard 3 Tha Hard Way"

I'm Rollin Hard, Now Under Control

Then Wrapped The 6 Fo' Round A Telephone Pole

I Looked At Ma Car And I Said "Oh Brother"

I'll Throw It In The Gutter And Go Buy Another

Walkin Home And I Seen The G Ride

Now Cat Is Drivin, Kilo On The Side

As They Busted A U, They Got Pulled Over

A Undercover Cop In A Dark Green Nova

Cat Got Beat For Resistin Arrest

He Socked A Pig In The Head For Rippin His Guess

Now G Is Caught, For Doin The Crime

Fourth Offense On The Boy, He'll Do Some Time

[Chorus:]

Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard

You Come Talkin That Trash, Well Pull Ya Card

Knowin Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'

Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[scratches] L.A. Playa

[scratches] Big Drum Beater

I Went To Get Them Out But There Was No Bail

The Fellas Caused A Riot In The County Jail

Two Days Later In Municipal Court

Kilo G On Trial Cold Cut A Fart

Obstruction Of The Court Said The Judge

On A Six Year Sentence, Ma Man Didnt Budge

Baliff Came Over To Turn Him In

Kilo G Looked Up And Gave A Grin

He Yelled Out Fire, Then Came Suzie

The Bitch Came In With A Sub-Machine Uzi

Police Shot The Bitch But They Didnt Hurt Her

Both Upstate For Attempted Murder

[Chorus:]

Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard

You Come Talkin That Trash, Well Pull Ya Card

Knowin Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'

Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[scratches]

"Yeah, I Kicked A Little Ass

But That Was A Blast From The Past Muthafucka

[scratches] "Get Busy Ya Ya Ya Yall"

- just a homage to my childhood hero :) eazy!

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His lyrics are a bit funky, but with his childlike voice I never took it seriously as a kid, I liked his voice, his cheekiness and dre's beats where incredible when he produced eazy solo.

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Mastery


Im a Master, Minus the Mason, Maybe not faster but im placing

all the hate and lies erasing, and the reason is all the energies that I’m facing

Huffing and Pacing, I think it’s a mazing - the fucking ego

on another level and pace than we go... My moves are swift

Just like Neo, but Im not trying to be anybody’s hero


Just call me Zero, the Esoteric wave making wierdo

Making sure you can see me but not sure if you can hear tho,

Just one look in the Mirr–0, A gaze at the shadow behind these eyes

the outer appearance merely a shell, symbolic of hell

which is only there to further disguise


Innappropriate cries, wasted lives, it makes me sick to contemplate

the enormous size , of the grand illusion which has been deemed a prize

what’s it gonna take to rise? I despise, he or she who hasn’t at least tried

to reason with the demon, which resides in every single one of us

yeah he’s one of us


Some say he’s the Sun of us, but Son of a Bitch, he can’t be both

my child an my father, resistance is futile so why bother

and while discussing this so called “Bitch” , I insist that we

discuss her daughter, the whore of Israel, this shit is quite real,

an abrahamic slaughter.


We shot her, we melted the gun and then blended her pain with the sodder

it’s only getting hotter, the flames reach a higher and higher peak

with each and every martyr, and im not saying that it’s smarter

but if you ask me I’d rather die than rot


so go ahead and take the whole lot, while I consume the scraps

another lesson taught so the next one has a glimmering

chance to avoid the fucking traps and to stay off the crap

no longer running laps, no candy and no treasure maps

like a plane coasting without the flaps

it’s misery x pleasure, its MASTERY, in ALL CAPS


The Shining light of wisdom, Never canned but always on tap

and frankly thats all there is to say in this regard,

so that’s that...

And thats a wrap...

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Thinking of life sitting in the cold

another day gone man im getting old

sitting in bris vegas getting sick of the crock

on to a plane first class baby non stop

Im higher than they plane we are flying

man please lady stop that baby crying

all i dream about is sun sex and sand

not long i hop now till we land

By the time we land im walking out in my hood

But hey were in Thailand it warm all good

jump in A TUK TUK and he is like yaba yaba yaba

Im like dude i just came from the sky's you go slower

The smell of bangkok is heard to explain

A week in this place you will never be the same

Some sit at home and drink a brew from yeast

But im on a mission to understand the nature of the beast

all i see is people that are stupid

and some guys hiiting on women without cupid

A lot of people like to pack fudge

but do what you like im not one to judge

This place is can offer you every adventure

But be careful what path you choose

As 9 out of 10 will surely loose

You will see a lot of pain, bargain's ,drugs, and sadness

but you realise this place is just madness

This is not the pics of the sun and the sand

this place is soulless your life is not even worth a grand

Some people leave down the barrel of a gun

Then they will send the costs to your mum

! will finish it at a later date

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Now we going nannas, up and diamonds of Atlanta

Smacking strippers on the booty like we got no manners

Super fly, face all up in the cameras

Nose in the wrath, nigga, understand us

Get your girl on my dick ‘cause I’m flyer than a fighter jet

Fly, flyer than a fighter jet

Fly, I’m flyer than a fighter jet

Fly, flyer than a fighter jet

Them swish that I hit get me higher than a fighter jet

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Little Man, Scrubby ©

life is on the line drippin

while im here sippin,

things are gunna change soon,

says the little man trippin,

he's deep in my head,

responsible for what i said,

and the next time he makes my choice,

it might mean i am dead,

cos thats control,

thats the mole,

the little mutha fucker with the dice,

and its his roll,

he tells me,

not i tell him,

and its not gunna change,

cos the little man always wins.

given this is a short ryme

i will cut my time,

and let y'all know why im sinkin

and thinkin,

with eccentric blinkin,

Its the lights,

the life,

the secrets from your wife,

its your conscience,

says the little man sippin

:blink::blink::blink::blink::blink::blink::blink:

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Speed


By Laura Davis 2009


Shoot that needle up your arm, it might do your baby harm.


With all that poison in your veins, some must end up in it's brain.


But who cares? No one will know, until they watch the baby grow.


And if it dies, well what then? They'll have another maybe ten.


Sure as shit it's happening, unfortunately to my friend.


I hope she sees herself oneday and gives that filthy shit away.


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now it's my turn

you gonna feel the burn,

as I twist each word

in a way that's absurd.

still, my raps are so clean

gonna make you a has-been,

now let this be felt

as I make your face melt.

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Here I sit broken hearted

tried to shit but only farted

I've grown tomatoes

I use garden hoes

when the day is over

I give them a hose

plant my corn in rows

never strike a whack pose

seedlings i feed 'em

food scraps my worms turn into castings

me and my magic worms

we going to grow

me and my magic worms ain't your bros

me and my magic worms are going to find you

and every time you flow

we'll be right behind you

just to let you know and constantly remind you

you can never be as dope as I am and my magic worms

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hey what the matter?

10 spines per word

like the pasacana

per areole

the lyrical assault

is also real in the real world

I dont make up spiny words to shock

in truth I rock

its a tough job but someone has to do it

and I will do it either you agree or disapprove it

peace!

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hey fuckers, noone wants to do a collaborative SAB rap track ?

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What about a punk song ? with a bit of hip hop as chorus

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sure whatever

but if we have a long trap track then we ahve the opportunity to have 8 or 9 SAB members in one song.

how easy is that with a punk song?

but then again, I am not seeing extreme participation

so it might just be us 2 . tbh , 2-3 persons = very much easier to collaborate in more intricate song structure / crossover styles

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My lunch today was delivered & cooked.

the skunk was exterminated & 10 minutes was all that it took

For a young lady , about the size a gravy cup

Too Bring my patatoes out front as she forgot to bring the the gravy sauce

Now that made me toss

A fit ,

out the window of my navy truck ,

I'm now a naked arrogant duck

who's waiting to get home and change into some decent clothes and engage in trampoline jumps

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tomorrow is another day

there's a storm inside, its pouring rain. i can hear the darkness in the midst calling my name. im pointing to the stars but i lost my aim. falling to the ground weighed down by all the pain. searching for a difference but its all the same. observe be the witness, its just a game. get burned by the witches or learn to play. don't let the past eat you, tomorrow is another day.

there's a war within, there's burning flames. i can hear a call within saying to run away. but im more then him so i decide to stay. im walking thin, but my line is straight. there's a war within, there's burning flames. i can hear a call within, saying to run away. but im more then him so i decide to stay. learn from the past. tomorrow is another day.

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