Audio Mic: DTK - #BlameText (D Von Doom Diss)

This was no bodybag. Nothing but material thats been used by 19 others now. And your flow is still choppy as hell.

"Spottin fakes then drop a lame rocking with a possum game

He's over rated for someone claiming they spittin flames"

You just saying stuff because it rhymes...its a difference between just smothering multis into lines that are generic to make them sound better.

LOL

Highlighted the fact that you are lesser line would have been much more smooth with that bastard is lesser.
Keeping it real as adiss, it was ehh up until the Kay Von d angle, but then that didn't hit hard. You had a dope angle there for sure tho. That welfare check like was fuego tho. I like the battling newbs one cuz in my year here I've never seen him challenge a seasoned audiohead. I didn't care for the possum game spittin flame part, but that area is where I think you finally fell in the pocket of your flow. Everything before that should have been polished from text to audio. There was a disconnect on how it sounded for me prior to those lines

I like the tea trays line. The avoiding text battle was dope too since it's factual. The camera flashes line was dope and came off hard in sound. DVD burnt angle was nice but not executed as good as it could have been. The chi baller bringing bull to the net was dope af assuming he n bakardi from Chicago. I liked the multi story in the closer but I think that bar went over my head so I didn't care for it. The designing shitty flows had the potential angle that his strong point is flows and presence, but not bars. Like making his ok bars sound hard. That would've been better angle and relevant.

Overall thishad potential but it was a draft. You had to move more things around for the flows imo. This was meant as a diss, but regardless I'll say this. I think at he start you used the same rhyme to many times. Put a different internal in the mix to keep it fresh

Bumping for some feed, drop me a link after and I'll return the favour on a thread of yours