Admin Hero1 Posted June 16, 2006 Admin Report Share Posted June 16, 2006 i'll start things off... ----------------------- in stepping side stepping who you reppin been checking ya lifes weapons you less than stellar sin city ya yellow bastard with the dastardly tactics pack this and get plastered I've mastered the art of finishing what you started you been red carded dont play above retarded you and your brain..have obviously parted you making no sense you aint hard you heartless so dispense with the nonsense you smart ass classless and so dense you poke fun I pro fence pinpoint stabs i profess when i wrote this swarm like locusts and engage ya token efforts weak stumblin ego broken ya jumpin the gun like las vegas elopin that dribble out ya mouth clear sign ya not copin i run fast and spun that weave into ya dome drillin holes till you ET phone home leave ya sulkin culkin home alone reachin for the meds cause ya skills arent honed Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J-o-e Posted June 16, 2006 Report Share Posted June 16, 2006 I'll mentally murder your brain as soon as I say Ur name But just realise, that i'm barely sane, burning u wit acid rain There's no need to start escalating, but fools jus start hating It's ok if u got a girl Ur dating, but its our baby we will be creating I spit on MC's jus like a verbal assualt, heal Ur wounds with salt Go back in time and tell hitler to halt, Raps are lame it's Ur fault U got caught, you'll probably go to heaven and i'll go to hell And i'll crack jokes on you as quick as on nickoldeon's keanan n kel Tell you to do stupid ****, then make u quit soon after I Spit Maybe it is time for u to quit, you've had enough of it, bottom of a pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WesSyde Posted June 17, 2006 Report Share Posted June 17, 2006 you're pretty quick to diss but you dont really want none of this you know i keep it real meanwhile i'm tryna feel where the hell you at cuz you talk a lot of jack i aint really one to diss people writing my freestyles im just developing my skills and developing my style all the while trying to add abundant alliteration and other writing techniques to strengthen my creation i just started doin this thing and i already since separation from my peers and i see visions of taking over this nation my rhymes just hit your eyes and pinched em, you asian yeah i said it and i could keep on writing for days and days and i'll admit that i'm not great with wordplay like Tim or aggressive like Joe but with these freestyles my skills continue to grow as i let myself go i'm on a mental high right now enabling my poetic flow and with that imma sign off and let the next person go Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Admin Hero1 Posted June 18, 2006 Author Admin Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 deceptive electric, dropped in a septic tank for a pound of dank, you transferred like funds from a bank perceptive and aggressive, you clowned the sons of man reactive and elastic, you scrounge for guns from the clan its a screwed up move up, a screw lose and who's up the useless shooter, with the fruitless attempts at a zab judah to prove ya self worth, you wholed up with self inflicted wounds fallen from disgrace ,like roman ruins the omen beckens ya doomed buffoons like you fight through I strike you wipe you and fly through the tight chew the cycle of strife in a vice like grip and might view reckless actions and distractions, sent to destroy the main plan distress and inaction, devoid of any grand plan moving through motions, your supposed to form a strike plan using ya devoting, a motive for living is right man a myriad of ways, days of dawn fawn chosen paths trippin for days, till you face the evil wrath Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J-o-e Posted June 21, 2006 Report Share Posted June 21, 2006 Mircal minds intwince so that we are all devine Emotions and languages are unique, like my rhyme Love is hard to come across, But lust is till the bost Living life figuring out if u gone break it, how much it will cost But what we need to understand is how to carry out a plan Who plays the women when u become famous n **** hits the fan? It could be a movie, my words are solid u can't move me Maybe I'm too quick to catch, meet Ur match b4 U loose me I'm flying through red, Never listening to what the next 1 said Two more bottles of beer with get me dead, just like in this thread Say i'm not aloud to use my freedom of speech. **** you No female in the world would ever have +Wes+ Suck You... Sorri Wes Man...Had 2 do it lol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WesSyde Posted June 21, 2006 Report Share Posted June 21, 2006 (edited) im still tryna contemplate how Joe chose his fate cuz that rhyme he ripped about me doesnt even make sense on my plate lyrically i come out the bushes with chainsaws and ski masks as i start to murder Joe and leave him broken like shards of glass on his ass, maybe next time he'll check the stats before he messes with a playa from the top class wanna see me Joe? just make sure to bring your desert eagle watch ya back man cuz in my hood killins leagal rollin regals, impalas, chevys, and them el caminos i murder foes and hoes and especially them average Joes u shoulda known man, i come from a block where they slang dro and bro, i aint afriad to say that you blow, as i continue to hit you with blows lyrically you just got assaulted and like 2Pac left out on deathrow Edited June 21, 2006 by WesSyde Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J-o-e Posted June 21, 2006 Report Share Posted June 21, 2006 Ok Aight...Time to get serious If U didn't know this already, I guess you do now I'll give you all the reasons, Why I can spit so foul I'll destroy MC's so easily, Because they can't please me That's why I ditched Ur Bítch, She jus didn't tease me So you really gon leave me on my ass? I spit fast Leave u in the race last, And give insults on Ur past And ur block sells dro, Wake up homie u can't flow I guess U can't go, Round for round i'll tell u how i'll blow Destroy the greats, and this man thinks i'm his fate? When we meet Imma be late, Then give reasons to hate Lyrically U can't even see me, Stop trying to be me Try again cause I flow so freely, Add some creativity I'm like Busta and I'll just hurt u, Give u a job and out work u Pay u miniuim wage get a picture of a model that u can jerk to I'm making MC's pay, And there's no need to explain the cali way I know that u get high all day, So there's no point for me to stay So before u spit up my name, Thinking things gonna change Know that if killin's legal then all I will say is desert eagle's in range Shoot u point blank in the head, Man what u say? About deathrow? Man u ain't even know that my hood, Smile and a girl will go down low So think again before u retaliate, before u really decide to hate And I'll leave it to the people up in here, To try and raise the stake Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WesSyde Posted June 21, 2006 Report Share Posted June 21, 2006 lol u can get serious about this, but im just messin. this is fun and i have never taken it seriously but u are obviously a pro at this so do what u gotta do. Here i come to retaliate and supposedly hate Just remember Joe, you startin the dissin to Wes the great I know I can't flow, I never claimed to be pro I'm just tryna make my rhymes grow as I go blow for blow This dude said I was tryin to be him and that I was tryin to see him My response to that is if i wanted to be him then i would have to be dim Witted cuz on him everyone has allready s***ed, admit it I cant figure out why Joe would judge me and my ways Cuz I never took a drink and I never even blazed Only blazin I do is on the mic against you If u read my poems u would see im tryna reach the crews On the corners and Im tryna make a change I'm tryna educate them and save whats left of the game I'm tryna rid the streets of drugs, knifes and bullets And save all of the thugs before there's none of them left So next time u think that i smoked and sipped on that thugs passion Just remember who i am b***h: the lyrical assassin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J-o-e Posted June 23, 2006 Report Share Posted June 23, 2006 No need to get all important, that was just a joke And I don't really care if you decide to choke on the smoke It's your decision and then it's your choice of living I'm not gonna turn round and say u dunno what Ur missin Thing's are crazy in my hood, you're not the only one Jus last week one of my good friends got jacked wit a gun That wasn't fun, I never meant to judge u b4 I know you I'm a good MC and a fan favoriite, I'll just have 2 show you I need to me imaginative in the things that i really say I didn't mean any other MC to trip then flip and get phased Explaining things to girls like why are guys all the same And i said play the field, enjoy yourself, it's jus a game She looked at me suprised, then looked right in my eyes And then said but why isit the girls have parts of thier soul die I couldn't explain, it's a shame what I feel I can't jot it down Imagine u in my shoes, then get a pen then start dottin down The world's a crazy place, I didn't need fact to really prove it Problems of our world are too big for any one person to move it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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