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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / take it
« on: February 04, 2003, 07:08:00 PM »
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / !!!!!!!! Open freestyle Cypher Holla !!!!!!!!!!
« on: January 31, 2003, 07:04:00 PM »
State ya name** what´s your game** what ya tryna explain**
Keep it plain** state your aim** a digging obect´s a spade**
And emcees are quick to pit graves** they shovel in vain**
Create they last resting place** from all the nonsense they chase**
Don´t beat about dude** cos Cheney´s 1st name´s in a Bush**
And I´mma tell you the truth** which is I came here to push**
Like pregnant mothers in maternity** son smother ya heavily**
Been warned to tread carefully** rappers I drop perenially**
Your errenous ways** can never get you outta this maze**
Against my tools of the trade** many or most will fail**
Y´all can´t sip out the grail** when ya some corny come lates**
I quickly shut ya debates** set ya alight sans severance pay**
Which means ya fired** unadmired and ya whole style is tired**
Revolutionary necklaces** check thru UDF files that´s backdated*
Cats tasted mad fate** back in the day** remember Stompie Seipei?**
My words are like a mercenary trained to slay** no time to play**
I get the pay** puff on yae** and move it to the next stage**
The m.i.c be on some K.I.M** and if ya want it then here I am**
Moral is don´t compete** with emcees** stomping feet on concrete**
Ya bound to get beat** facing a heavy defeat** son it´s ruff in these streets**
Pity I thought that briCK kid was cool** tha bitch prick is a new school fool**
I´m from the old** rugged bold** and my persona don´t fold**
Stubborn mules** who wanna duel** is cannon fodder, my fuel**
To start the fire** on your corny empire** driven desire like a styer**
Ya like Mike Myers** only talk alotta vagina** hence ya dick bias**
Just a longwinded liar** but in here therer´s no buyers**
What the deal son, ya need to retire** versus me cos unganya**
Yayimbalela kwabaneka** nokuba kuyanetha ndizohlala ndigadlela**
Corrupting nina nje ngo Joe Ndlela** izinga lakho lisancela**
Elam seliwele phesheya** niizinkulish´ niyashesha** does it matter?**
No u foolish awunaphepha** cos ubheja lamaloja** it´s no wonder ukolota**
Suddenly uyakwheleta** cos she´s stepping naloo mreppa** son I´m better**
No suprise mtshana what kind** oo lova babeblind** ngoko, cos now they´re behind**
Try to keep up with the times** check the signs** and move with them new designs**
Because lo mgama mde mtshana** and lendim´ ubetha ngayo ayinakamva**
Keep it plain** state your aim** a digging obect´s a spade**
And emcees are quick to pit graves** they shovel in vain**
Create they last resting place** from all the nonsense they chase**
Don´t beat about dude** cos Cheney´s 1st name´s in a Bush**
And I´mma tell you the truth** which is I came here to push**
Like pregnant mothers in maternity** son smother ya heavily**
Been warned to tread carefully** rappers I drop perenially**
Your errenous ways** can never get you outta this maze**
Against my tools of the trade** many or most will fail**
Y´all can´t sip out the grail** when ya some corny come lates**
I quickly shut ya debates** set ya alight sans severance pay**
Which means ya fired** unadmired and ya whole style is tired**
Revolutionary necklaces** check thru UDF files that´s backdated*
Cats tasted mad fate** back in the day** remember Stompie Seipei?**
My words are like a mercenary trained to slay** no time to play**
I get the pay** puff on yae** and move it to the next stage**
The m.i.c be on some K.I.M** and if ya want it then here I am**
Moral is don´t compete** with emcees** stomping feet on concrete**
Ya bound to get beat** facing a heavy defeat** son it´s ruff in these streets**
Pity I thought that briCK kid was cool** tha bitch prick is a new school fool**
I´m from the old** rugged bold** and my persona don´t fold**
Stubborn mules** who wanna duel** is cannon fodder, my fuel**
To start the fire** on your corny empire** driven desire like a styer**
Ya like Mike Myers** only talk alotta vagina** hence ya dick bias**
Just a longwinded liar** but in here therer´s no buyers**
What the deal son, ya need to retire** versus me cos unganya**
Yayimbalela kwabaneka** nokuba kuyanetha ndizohlala ndigadlela**
Corrupting nina nje ngo Joe Ndlela** izinga lakho lisancela**
Elam seliwele phesheya** niizinkulish´ niyashesha** does it matter?**
No u foolish awunaphepha** cos ubheja lamaloja** it´s no wonder ukolota**
Suddenly uyakwheleta** cos she´s stepping naloo mreppa** son I´m better**
No suprise mtshana what kind** oo lova babeblind** ngoko, cos now they´re behind**
Try to keep up with the times** check the signs** and move with them new designs**
Because lo mgama mde mtshana** and lendim´ ubetha ngayo ayinakamva**
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / !!!!!!!! Open freestyle Cypher Holla !!!!!!!!!!
« on: January 30, 2003, 01:01:00 AM »
the second genesis** of calculated spit** and so a nemesis**
knows his end is eminent** he penned his own predicament**
i´m pushing pens to leave text bent** egos on dent**
beware the rage** when i take it on stage** rhymes blaze**
all started on a A4 page** then i took it to the next phase**
remember back in ´98** jumping off security gates**
couldn´t wait just to get ta backstage** we had it made**
rules laid** pushing weight** but the game elevate**
used to say** first sales** would be coming out crates**
mad debates** over the latterday greats** we embrace**
those who moving the game** lace aims with grace**
it´s like my mind is on strike** everytime i lace lines**
trying to write i recite** this scribes lyrical finds** i bind**
thoughts to unwind** edit rewind** then i master my mind**
4 some, way outta sight** teach braille then read to the blind**
session timed** underlined** coat mics with a meticulous vice**
knows his end is eminent** he penned his own predicament**
i´m pushing pens to leave text bent** egos on dent**
beware the rage** when i take it on stage** rhymes blaze**
all started on a A4 page** then i took it to the next phase**
remember back in ´98** jumping off security gates**
couldn´t wait just to get ta backstage** we had it made**
rules laid** pushing weight** but the game elevate**
used to say** first sales** would be coming out crates**
mad debates** over the latterday greats** we embrace**
those who moving the game** lace aims with grace**
it´s like my mind is on strike** everytime i lace lines**
trying to write i recite** this scribes lyrical finds** i bind**
thoughts to unwind** edit rewind** then i master my mind**
4 some, way outta sight** teach braille then read to the blind**
session timed** underlined** coat mics with a meticulous vice**
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / THE B!TCH IN YOU...
« on: January 28, 2003, 02:11:00 AM »
Uppin this one... thid Lil´ Wayne lame rapper betta realise...
One
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / I Want It All
« on: January 22, 2003, 09:46:00 PM »
And what are you bantering on about? You arselicking cretin... How about you go and step up to tha Bitchi In You thread I sent over 24 hours back? Or is it hard to answer back to the truth? You really make me laugh cos there´s nothing you´ve contributed but a shitload of drivel... Yep drivel, hogwash f***all!!! All which aids to highlight...
THE BITCH IN YOU...
p.s I have very little time for compulsive wankers, now piss off...
THE BITCH IN YOU...
p.s I have very little time for compulsive wankers, now piss off...
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / To Left Fist** Rapid Retaliation is a bitch aint it?
« on: January 22, 2003, 06:33:00 PM »
While you´re at it, eat a dick... Lame fingered wanker...
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / To Left Fist** Rapid Retaliation is a bitch aint it?
« on: January 21, 2003, 06:26:00 PM »
Aight peace... I just don´t like it when cats talk shit on my threads and offer nothing of substance... Go peeps the shit I just posted for that STW bitch or whatever he calles himself... That shemale must pray I never set sight on him cos he´ll regret the day his his moms consented to him pops advances...
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / THE B!TCH IN YOU...
« on: January 21, 2003, 06:18:00 PM »
oh so you call that a verse** well i´m give ya a hearse**
and show a dumb f***** how to handle heat in the cut**
it´s really sad to see cats** hyping their game over jack**
truth of the matter you´re wack** get off my nutsack**
you aint half bad** your lines belong inside a shitbag**
i ain´t mad** simply tryna show you where you shit at**
shouldn´t a done that** lets see how he fares in combat**
you up against a pugilist** whose duty is** to duly kill**
f*** you for being a dumb kid** and talking that shit**
now back it up spit** nah, he´s a swallowing bitch**
of course i´m headless** you blind plus you giving me head**
this shit is madness** how i´m gonna leave you for dead**
i can´t so much as even see** a simple ryme scheme**
your shit is weak** and you probably a kwaito emcee**
running ya mouth of repetitively** saying you´re streets**
just because you know a vagrant** that aint fragrant**
cos i´ve paid my dues** and i suffer no bull from little dudes**
kiddo i´m not one to lose** watch me take him to school**
so to wreck now i gotta be utsotsi** yapping on about ikasi?**
you dead wrong** because ndingunolali** simelela ngezikhali**
thina kuTosol´ mfanakith´ asithi ngomso** sixhawula ngamatolo**
Eastern Cape motto**now you whisper that kwigolo likanyoko**
next time you need to whimper** shiy´ umzimb´ uyokoyoko**
damn you cats have got the nerve** thinkin ya got shit to serve**
me still breathing?** i leaving ya residue** from my Co2**
then charging you to inhale** choking you till you´re pale**
and i WILL take it to the streets**make this imbecile bleed**
ya face masked cretin talkin down on ya knees** i shatter ya teeth**
you up against a polished emcee** worth shit but a pit latrine**
fantasising on a teen dream** i´m done sizing kid I´M making you see**
you mean nothing to me** in fact lower than the genitalia of a flea**
now kindly f*** off* i´m tryna pay attention to my daytime job**
Jonga ke mtshana, andingonogoloza wase Jozi ke mna... Niyathand´ ukucing´ uba niphethe yadda yadda... When y´all just lame an shit... f***it bring ya whole crew and i´ll chew you all at once at the same time mutherf***ers!!! give up the mic mtshana because uwack and lonto soze itshintshe, whoever lied and said ya got skills go take it up with him... Awkwazi ukugadlela qha!!! Finish en klaar** jou dom donder**
and show a dumb f***** how to handle heat in the cut**
it´s really sad to see cats** hyping their game over jack**
truth of the matter you´re wack** get off my nutsack**
you aint half bad** your lines belong inside a shitbag**
i ain´t mad** simply tryna show you where you shit at**
shouldn´t a done that** lets see how he fares in combat**
you up against a pugilist** whose duty is** to duly kill**
f*** you for being a dumb kid** and talking that shit**
now back it up spit** nah, he´s a swallowing bitch**
of course i´m headless** you blind plus you giving me head**
this shit is madness** how i´m gonna leave you for dead**
i can´t so much as even see** a simple ryme scheme**
your shit is weak** and you probably a kwaito emcee**
running ya mouth of repetitively** saying you´re streets**
just because you know a vagrant** that aint fragrant**
cos i´ve paid my dues** and i suffer no bull from little dudes**
kiddo i´m not one to lose** watch me take him to school**
so to wreck now i gotta be utsotsi** yapping on about ikasi?**
you dead wrong** because ndingunolali** simelela ngezikhali**
thina kuTosol´ mfanakith´ asithi ngomso** sixhawula ngamatolo**
Eastern Cape motto**now you whisper that kwigolo likanyoko**
next time you need to whimper** shiy´ umzimb´ uyokoyoko**
damn you cats have got the nerve** thinkin ya got shit to serve**
me still breathing?** i leaving ya residue** from my Co2**
then charging you to inhale** choking you till you´re pale**
and i WILL take it to the streets**make this imbecile bleed**
ya face masked cretin talkin down on ya knees** i shatter ya teeth**
you up against a polished emcee** worth shit but a pit latrine**
fantasising on a teen dream** i´m done sizing kid I´M making you see**
you mean nothing to me** in fact lower than the genitalia of a flea**
now kindly f*** off* i´m tryna pay attention to my daytime job**
Jonga ke mtshana, andingonogoloza wase Jozi ke mna... Niyathand´ ukucing´ uba niphethe yadda yadda... When y´all just lame an shit... f***it bring ya whole crew and i´ll chew you all at once at the same time mutherf***ers!!! give up the mic mtshana because uwack and lonto soze itshintshe, whoever lied and said ya got skills go take it up with him... Awkwazi ukugadlela qha!!! Finish en klaar** jou dom donder**
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / To Left Fist** Rapid Retaliation is a bitch aint it?
« on: January 21, 2003, 02:00:00 AM »
Okay you´re dead past riggamortis... No a holla all day? C´mon cat... Can´t start somethin ya can´t finish... Next time don´t talk rubbish you can´t back up.
[p.s] Team up with that Sowetan fella with big talk and non exixtent walk an y´all can scheme how to outdo me...
Peace
[p.s] Team up with that Sowetan fella with big talk and non exixtent walk an y´all can scheme how to outdo me...
Peace
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / Witnesses Of Weakness
« on: January 21, 2003, 01:53:00 AM »
The flow works but the content is... a different story
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / Warpaint/Deliberation... Split Minds
« on: January 21, 2003, 01:45:00 AM »
Get off my dick and benchpress your spit before you come against my shit...
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General Discussion / the tighest mcee in south africa?
« on: January 21, 2003, 01:40:00 AM »
Yadda yadda... Opinions are like a**holes, we all have one. Plus we talkin local here, so Em pa**es.
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / "battling"
« on: January 21, 2003, 01:32:00 AM »
Then he better throw his weight behing his words...
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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / "battling"
« on: January 21, 2003, 12:11:00 AM »
Where´s that loudmouth pussy who had issue with my raps? I wanna see him drop so I prop him back into his mama´s uterus...
PUSS...
PUSS...
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