Open Mic: Peace (AKA, you aint shit preppy boy)

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   Elite you better have bars, I'll make it plain that i brought 'emputtin slugs up in ya frame like kiddies playgrounds in Autumn
You claim that you poor son? let's check all the facts, Geek
I'm callin "No Diggity" if he says he's stepped on a "Black" Street
I don't "Care-I-Meld Bars" like Easter presents from Cadbury's
Could run a methodone fundraiser'n no-one would be reppin ya track, pleas(e)
Ya know that his flow's bad, but mostly what's so sad... 
Sister's smack habit's the closest this bro's been to a dope track
You a faggot like brokeback, a maggot with no class
This Don-keys bomb frees, it's that swagger you stole, Ass
I'm smashin ya whole act, a guy to shine a light t'lies
throwin "bless" at the end of ya sentence? yo, you might be bitin Christ
You don't get respect for repentance, if ya lines are "kinda" MINE
if ya mind's inclined t'try it, HERE'S the heights you're tryna climb
I got the dopest bars, an open heart, a flow that makes the ocean part
a wit so slick'n intricate my lyrics set my prose apart
a gifted rhythm, biggest diction, images in living fiction
metaphors in Semaphor, the flag is lifted, Tig is winning
see I'm on levels beyond the levels your idol's tryna reach
I'm a "flawless victory, Fatality", you still tryna find the cheats
You gettin squashed like a Goomba whilst I'm wine'n dinin' Peach
You been biting this "Guitar Hero" so long, my lines defined ya feats
So all your trophies? I own them, all your props? you cloned them
You ruined the skits on H4ZE's tape so you could act like you phoned "friends"
Your skill level? "Pre-text." the pretext that your "preset" boasts send?
"I'll take props for ruining your music, and all the defects won't end"
I put sweats on this preppy, the Gap's too large to over-come
There'd riots'n controversy, if this Mark should hol-Dug-gun(Duggan, hold a gun)
You try and throw punches, but your game is SO hateable
You all "un-barbed hooks," all your lines are de-bait-able
I leave this "pussyclart" shook so all the blood stains are traceable
Make an NDA of your DNA so people could look back, you'd be untraceable
Lets move on, Smoothtung, people aint holdin grudges kid
We just wanna tell Stillborn Unicorn his lyricism's fuckin sick
A man with serious talent'n wit, you worshipped him and took his shit?
Don't lie he aint ya brother bitch, to him you're about as good as Trizz (hi faggot)
And bredda right there's as dumb as wooden puppets with his nutty trips
Bro a former-mod can't touch a pin-dick's signature and fuck with it ;)
But I already killed you, no Necromancy needed to Necro Man see?
No redemption of the dead, you wont descend the steps of Ganges
Yo but listen, props to Cuba, Chain, Exo, Freeda, Dal'n my fam
We been doin this shit for years we always handled it, man
Used to believe in this shit a bit, now I find doubt
Y'all can flog this dead horse if you want, fuck it, I'm OUT.

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SwordedStylez Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Superior Member Joined: 16 August 2007 Location: UK Status: Offline Points: 4921 Audio Rank: Unranked Stats: 3-0-1 Form: WWWN	Post Options Post Reply Quote SwordedStylez Report Post Likes(0) Quote Reply Topic: Peace (AKA, you aint shit preppy boy) Posted: 21 August 2015 at 7:44am
	Elite you better have bars, I'll make it plain that i brought 'em puttin slugs up in ya frame like kiddies playgrounds in Autumn You claim that you poor son? let's check all the facts, Geek I'm callin "No Diggity" if he says he's stepped on a "Black" Street I don't "Care-I-Meld Bars" like Easter presents from Cadbury's Could run a methodone fundraiser'n no-one would be reppin ya track, pleas(e) Ya know that his flow's bad, but mostly what's so sad... Sister's smack habit's the closest this bro's been to a dope track You a faggot like brokeback, a maggot with no class This Don-keys bomb frees, it's that swagger you stole, Ass I'm smashin ya whole act, a guy to shine a light t'lies throwin "bless" at the end of ya sentence? yo, you might be bitin Christ You don't get respect for repentance, if ya lines are "kinda" MINE if ya mind's inclined t'try it, HERE'S the heights you're tryna climb I got the dopest bars, an open heart, a flow that makes the ocean part a wit so slick'n intricate my lyrics set my prose apart a gifted rhythm, biggest diction, images in living fiction metaphors in Semaphor, the flag is lifted, Tig is winning see I'm on levels beyond the levels your idol's tryna reach I'm a "flawless victory, Fatality", you still tryna find the cheats You gettin squashed like a Goomba whilst I'm wine'n dinin' Peach You been biting this "Guitar Hero" so long, my lines defined ya feats So all your trophies? I own them, all your props? you cloned them You ruined the skits on H4ZE's tape so you could act like you phoned "friends" Your skill level? "Pre-text." the pretext that your "preset" boasts send? "I'll take props for ruining your music, and all the defects won't end" I put sweats on this preppy, the Gap's too large to over-come There'd riots'n controversy, if this Mark should hol-Dug-gun(Duggan, hold a gun) You try and throw punches, but your game is SO hateable You all "un-barbed hooks," all your lines are de-bait-able I leave this "pussyclart" shook so all the blood stains are traceable Make an NDA of your DNA so people could look back, you'd be untraceable Lets move on, Smoothtung, people aint holdin grudges kid We just wanna tell Stillborn Unicorn his lyricism's fuckin sick A man with serious talent'n wit, you worshipped him and took his shit? Don't lie he aint ya brother bitch, to him you're about as good as Trizz (hi faggot) And bredda right there's as dumb as wooden puppets with his nutty trips Bro a former-mod can't touch a pin-dick's signature and fuck with it ;) But I already killed you, no Necromancy needed to Necro Man see? No redemption of the dead, you wont descend the steps of Ganges Yo but listen, props to Cuba, Chain, Exo, Freeda, Dal'n my fam We been doin this shit for years we always handled it, man Used to believe in this shit a bit, now I find doubt Y'all can flog this dead horse if you want, fuck it, I'm OUT.
	Music Ink - Always remembered, never forgotten (as a fake as fuck piece of shit who tried to steal 2 persona's)

JBrenn Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Superior Member Joined: 03 May 2006 Status: Offline Points: 3757 Crew: Tha Syndicate Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 40-26-0 Form: WWLWWW	Post Options Post Reply Quote JBrenn Report Post Likes(0) Quote Reply Posted: 21 August 2015 at 1:25pm
	Omg!!!! Ahhhh this was crazy dude. Lol this is what la has been missing!!!💀💀😵 You killed this! The wp the metas the personals the flow. It was all there. Nice!


lethaldose Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Groupie Joined: 06 March 2014 Status: Offline Points: 45	Post Options Post Reply Quote lethaldose Report Post Likes(0) Quote Reply Posted: 21 August 2015 at 2:51pm
	solid drop man...sick as hell...flo'd pretty well in my style too...nyc multis too man..gud work...

Storm $hadow Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Groupie Joined: 25 July 2015 Location: Abuja Status: Offline Points: 329 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 0-4-0 Form: LLLL	Post Options Post Reply Quote Storm $hadow Report Post Likes(0) Quote Reply Posted: 21 August 2015 at 3:14pm
	I got the dopest bars, an open heart, a flow that makes the ocean part a wit so slick'n intricate my lyrics set my prose apart a gifted rhythm, biggest diction, images in living fiction metaphors in Semaphor, the flag is lifted, Tig is winning see I'm on levels beyond the levels your idol's tryna reach I'm a "flawless victory, Fatality", you still tryna find the cheats hard wordings..AND Over-all, dope bars

Hyperactive Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Groupie Joined: 03 August 2015 Status: Offline Points: 113 Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 3-0-0 Form: WWW	Post Options Post Reply Quote Hyperactive Report Post Likes(0) Quote Reply Posted: 22 August 2015 at 3:35am
	Man - I take a few days away from here and all the sudden everyone's dropping fire left and right. This was very well done! There was a place or 2 that the flow didn't match as perfectly as the rest, but the content was so solid it really didn't take away from the verse at all. I got the dopest bars, an open heart, a flow that makes the ocean part a wit so slick'n intricate my lyrics set my prose apart That was my favorite bar, but there was many more quotable spots as well. Well done!

Stalin Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Site Moderator Joined: 24 November 2003 Location: United States Status: Offline Points: 2587 Crew: Renegades Text Rank: Unranked Stats: 34-12-2 Form: LNWWLW	Post Options Post Reply Quote Stalin Report Post Likes(0) Quote Reply Posted: 22 August 2015 at 3:58am
	overall nice shit. you still got it. rhyme schemes were nice. You got a great flow too. shit is effortless. I got the dopest bars, an open heart, a flow that makes the ocean part a wit so slick'n intricate my lyrics set my prose apart a gifted rhythm, biggest diction, images in living fiction metaphors in Semaphor, the flag is lifted, Tig is winning This shit was KILLER. It might take someone with my style to truly appreciate that shit right there.