Open Mic: "Stylin' On'em" - Trizzy Tre/Various LA artists

Trizzy Tre

Orchestrate my hate for feeble mc’s lack in penmanship…

Planned vengeance shit so here’s my grand entrance bitch!!

Ya’ll sensitive to my personal style, the way I slay assorted kids...

Shots? Of course it hits, n turn lively crews into an orphanage!

Killing a dying breed, no hide n seek from a barbarian’s pure defiance…

Punches holdin weight of earth, wind n fire higher than the perfect science!

Verse’s timeless! Run up on LA like the site is mine in optimal time…

They searching for skillz like ‘Autobots’ in threads when I’m Optimums Prime!

CHAIN
Under my regime my g's will prosper greatly
Prada for the prophets, I made the prideful praise me
Prosthetic never 'cause I'm tryna propagate peace
Word to my prostate, this won't profit Hades
Me, I keep it proper, just peep my proclamations
Pardon the bravado and all the product placements
Slick propagandist and yes I proctored players
I told a private dancer: ´It's props over paper, princess`

The Law

Go on.. Step into my uni-verse and take these shots.. Get a Dosage of Me

My "Back to Back Punchlines" has "eyes rolling back" like 'star wars' Opening Scenes

I'm Ruthless to every death in your family and imperfection of your Dignity

I'll use it... Viciously, 'Dying Instantly' is your only Presence of Sympathy

Using wordplay as my instrument to 'Trump' all you Damn Faggots

'Point never needed to string vm's base together' for ya'll to Jump on my Bandwagon

Drumroll....... 

My flows flawless, a raw shine when I write, the finest, my bars a biological science

In the ring, Ya'll haven't even 'scratched the surface' on this 'uncut diabolical diamond'

Cuba
Metaphor messiah with quotes to coax the believers
So the only hope of D parting C is Moses in Egypt
You be a cogent deceiver while I've got miracle lines
So they all scripting to BC like this was biblical times
I'm an ancient Roman scoping those Trojan tactics
And morphing Gladiators into a show thats slapstick
I'm just that savage, you a bunch of Charlie Chaplins
Ain't saying shit, it's all black & white and ya hardly acting 

Brotha Goose

Its startin to show that im Progressive with Flo,
Connect with my lines find the rhymes Tick Tack Toe.
I giv swagga to barz and I smoke weed, but dont drink,
Toke Baggins they large my Ha-bbit Flo-though, makin'em think.
Can mesmerize with these words, Im creating hypnotic paper,
Clipped together so many verbs, thinkin im a neurotic stapler.
Ive painted too many pictures, have to change my name to Van Gough,
Now they Google my scriptures, saving the pages, "Bible: Gone Rouge!"

Stalin

My mind disperses rhymes in curses til ya lines is worthless
Try to force em to find a purpose for a blinded horsemen
hide ya purses once ive absorbed it ull be cryin for em
Ya style was hurtin a while before this crimes reported
My kindest words could silence more kids than violent wars did
The fires scorchin inside the verses of the one ud like to worship
Tyrant forces ignite the surface til ya guys is corpses
Abide my orders or ill strike ya organs like retirin workers

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