September 2011
1 post
1 tag
Lyrical Magicians: The reply →
lyrical-magicians-fl:
Without your permission
I’d like to abate your affliction
Sinful diction remitted, acquitted
Like innocent crucifixion
Transmissions exonerate every emission envious
Elevating your eloquence
Expurgating your excrement
Dissociate your mindstate
To the elements
No confederate
…
August 2011
1 post
Laying out the Challenge.
Here it is: I can turn anything into an intelligent rhyme. Give me a topic and I will make a dope, intelligent verse out of it.
Example:
What is this about? :
10 friends, not all of em there, missing a fifth. When I get weight, divide it by 9.8, we never miss. What i’m left with, I move with the bestest, at the speed of light L7, I aint got the energy you know what the rest is.
...
July 2011
1 post
How I live.
I live my life my a cartographic schematic,
That I found in the attic, left by an addict,
Who was killed by the machinations of a pneumatic mechanic,
Using science mathematic, and equations quadratic,
Making observations in situations dramatic,
I re-write these lines,
And re-sight these rhymes,
Explode like the minds,
Of a thousand philosophers star gazing at star maps,
Looking for...
June 2011
1 post
Handy Man
I’m the whitest kid you know when i flow so go figure,
But i’m cheap like Geico so my friends call me a nigga,
But it’s just because I’m lazy,
I conceive ideas so I don’t have to have a baby,
I always use protection you can call me crazy,
My words are electric,
Opponents scream “Bro don’t taze me!”
The shock make you itch, I got a pocket...
April 2011
2 posts
EPIPHANY!
Add pictures to my posts to make them more interesting!
Swag
I pulled my swag out the dryers,
Pulled my flows out the fryers,
Now I’m wearing all my ego, my words tasty like your Breyers,
Go ahead and admires,
Get to spinning tyres,
Now I zoom out the room tyre tracks blacker than Richard Pryors.
March 2011
1 post
Click clack
Click clack with my hat back in a black hatch back talkin all that chit chat like I was fat a cat. Cards in my hand like baccarat, did you miss that, then snap back, don’t dis-tract, on this-track, you might mis-hap, hear this clap, on this rap, my fist pack, more heat than a gun cap. Now roll back, fresh tic-tac, is this whack? Does glass crack? Do you understand a word that I’m...
February 2011
1 post
Waiting for a download to finish.
It’s been a while since I posted my style,
I paint a pretty picture so you can save the file,
When the colour slap the page and the pen gage all my rage I hit the stage and draw an image of a vision that im wishin’ would comission me to be the voice of my age.
I’m not word perfect, but if I perfect my words I can create a perfect verse that might be the most perfect thing you...
January 2011
5 posts
Short and sweet, though I think I have something...
Yo check it,
Check it out,
Yo! Here I come through,
Lyrical kung fu,
Artful war on this track like my name was Sun Tzu,
Count 1, 2
As I proceed to stun you
Ninja silence with my violence,
You might not come to
Where is this coming from?
I’m on the hussle, tryina get that paper
Just a slice, i’d even settle for a wafer
Just a waffer thin mint,
Check ya Monty Python reference,
When I step in the room show me the measure of deference
And the difference…is
Between me and you,
Well that would take a whole other song….
Or maybe two
Love me, hate me, don’t even have to respect me,
But I’m...
One day all these lyrics will actually turn into a...
I don’t drop bombs son, I drop litta,
Cotton mouth from too much weed,
Makes it hard to be an ill rhyme spitta,
Call me average, it’s a good descripta,
I may not be a brother but hatas still call me nigga,
Go figga,
But I stay hard on this corner,
Bringing real spit lyrics to my brothers, call me warner,
Stop!
Now listen ever so closely,
I do this for myself, but this...
If I ever get more followers, someone can...
Just a short one:
I’m tryin’ to be original,
In the age that is digital,
My mind existential,
In a world 3 dimensional,
But if you wanna mess with me, the plate there is waitin’
I’m pleasing myself with my words,
Lyrical masturbating,
I’m in it for the prize and I realize that what’s stand between me and it is a bunch of half rate rappin’ guys,
...
You know what? YOU KNOW WHAT? I'm gonna leave this...
You know what? FUCK IT coz I’m about to go hard,
I’ll break a mirror for the bad luck, but I’ll give you all the shards,
2010?
That’s two thousand and when,
I’m over it like a bridge, underground like a den,
It’s time to get mad, get even, but it’s odd,
You hear me talking, hear me shouting, I aint sparing no rod,
Tired of the bull shit, you so...
December 2010
5 posts
Fuck you pneumonia!
Tired of girls, where the Women at!
Decide on what you want and go for it! Enough with the games!
Rambles
I’ve got cool locomotion, moving in the ocean, say I’m show boatin’, but it’s just a notion, about to take this potion, to ease the commotion, like a mental mind lotion.
I wish I knew better, to move on and forget her, my lyrics are so cheesy call my rhymes fetta.
Something different
I’ll go in, revolve around you like the planets in the universe,
Moving through...
November 2010
4 posts
Hit me with a damn......
Built up, bricked up, stood up, looked up, picked up, spit up, “Quick, up!” never kissed up.
Stressed out, pushed out, give out, live out, with-out, smoked out, no doubt.
No hope, so dope, “Great Quote!” I’ll float,
Time to move, find the groove, get it in, get it on, go it hard, or go on home, make a choice, shout it from the mountain top, only when you find...
IM BACK AND IT FEELLLLS SO GOOD
justblue2:
SO GOOD
October 2010
6 posts
The Ramblings of a Blind MC
Hear me quick, spit lyrics,
Like cheap, shit spirits,
My flow is a chaser,
Get you drunk when you hear it,
Get the gist flick ya wrist,
Pen and paper make a list,
Of every great rap song that you subconsciously dismissed,
Say a rhyme say a word,
The sheep shepherd the herd,
Follow me, following you,
I’m second,
You’re third.
Think about it a bit,
Thought about it? Now...
Starting this off right
Normally I don’t share this kind of thing, but I’m rather proud of this one.
It doesn’t have a name, I literally sat down and just started writing.
For when the wind blows and the wheel of time turns.
Our abstractions of the universe continue in their fashion after the next
Day has dawned
Giving birth to rays that caress the craggy face of the Earth.
Exploring with...
