8 Bars A Day Keeps The Wack MCs Away

[the brand®]

I TEAR OFF ARTIFICIAL LIMBZ/
LEAVE U BLEEDING/
AND SINGING HYMZ/
POINTING FINGERS, SAYING IT WAS HIM/
HE STOLE MY CAR AND SOLD ME BUY MY OWN RIMZ/
HE WROTE BARS TO HYPE HIS SINZ/
CHILDAKAPOET IVE BEEN AFRAID OF HIM EVER-SINCE/
N STILL 2DAY I RUN AWAY 4ROM WHERE HIS BEEN/
COZ I MITE END-UP IN A DUST-BIN/
LIKE AMU--I TURN U INTO A HAS-BIN/

[blaqsouljah]

i wish i could just close my eyes
drift away like infinite thought
feeding off the sores of wounded metaphors
exponential wisdom sources my life i'll soon divorce
in hopes of marrying fate
and father a child with destiny
contorted dreams leave me irrate
for they will be the end of me...

[briCK]

and this has been happening for a while now
all i do is sit back and watch corpses pile up
its a pity i can't stay online for too long i'm on dial up
everytime i battle i cut to the chase like iDablup
everytime i battle i drop a line and watch hate develup
hate fillings like disgruntled dentists
but i brush it off...u aint know briCKado daVini's a paintist.

 

[briCK]

or the beginning of my demise
deguise these eyes
4314 pis
and other shit like white lies
choke heads at the neck like ties
between US and USSR spies
and watch as the space race dies
while the earth i'm on cries...

[the brand®]

YES N IT CRIES ON THE PAGES OF CHILDAKAPOET/
BUT THEY ACT LIKE THEY DNT KNOW IT/
BUT I SPIT LINES FREQUENT/
THEY SPIT LIES FLUENT/
LET I SPIT SHINE A RHYME CONGRUENT/
TO HEAT N EVAPORATE UR BODY FLUID/
N LIES BY SPIES ,, LET ME GUIDE U THRO IT/
8 BARS A DAY BRICK DAT THREW IT/
YALL R JUS SCHOOL KIDS/
I RULE THIS/
LEAVE EM CLUELESS/

[the brand®]

YES N IT CRIES ON THE PAGES OF CHILDAKAPOET/
BUT THEY ACT LIKE THEY DNT KNOW IT/
BUT I SPIT LINES FREQUENT/
THEY SPIT LIES FLUENT/
LET I SPIT SHINE A RHYME CONGRUENT/
TO HEAT N EVAPORATE UR BODY FLUID/
N LIES BY SPIES ,, LET ME GUIDE U THRO IT/
8 BARS A DAY BRICK DAT THREW IT/
YALL R JUS SCHOOL KIDS/
I RULE THIS/
LEAVE EM CLUELESS/

[briCK]

leave you clueless like Sherloc homes doing astro physics
or spending hours tryna dechiper a**hole lyrics
like in a battle about guns you say "i saw tities"
tities are always good to see but out of context youz a boob
you need keep abreast of the situation or keep in the loop
coz speaking outof turn is a pain in a** like anal sex with no lube
or get head with a deadline of 5secs to solve rubix cube
gased bout your tired self like a a wheel with no tube.

[Anthony]

ergonomically my words ran the margin
i flow and they stay afloat but my mind isn't budgin
they smoke 'trees' and 'branch' off into denial
my anger 'writes' itself on the 'wrongs' of youth's phial
my riddle's style / is paedophile / cuz it touches
lil' kids like allegation-confessions in michael's cases
either i'm the one or mediocrity is contagious
on my next album i'll use digits as my alias...

[Anthony]

all i have is cells and bars like place where caught crooks at
wanna battle live, meaning no time for them books you look at
you aint underground you just never made it out of the grave
neandarthal man too scared to come out your cave
i don't feel like rhymin when this trash is on-line
it's like sean john without a garment design
i run across the sun at a speed so great
i form its equator and possess no weight
i'm so fly it's like i'm sittin on invisible trees
i'm unseen cuz everybody has invisible needs

[briCK]

8O

Hot damn!!!!! munetsi


dopeness...i'm feeling this shit

got anything on audio..the flow on this shits jumps out the pages i'd love hear some of that shit

[Naturelle]

the ressurection of the 8bar thread. gud stuff.

briCK: munetsi downlaod thread below.

http://www.africasgateway.com/modules.php?name=Forums&file=viewtopic&t=5394&sid=c6e4ebafb0dfdd8041c9300ed16b1eaa

[Blak Kurrent]

with fine tunes of wizdom i flow on brain waves
and having no problems with success like a vampire tying to stay awake
i write graphitti thats why i always spray on a page
giving whack the death sentence like he is hip hop's Timothy Mcvaye
my spits are 'drastic' even though i live in a cashless society
like contestants in survivor, your living a lie in reality
if i was had the chance to change a part of history
id destroy the first gun, make micheal jackson indian, then make people not give a f*** about commercial popularity

[Bernie]

so far as far as I can see ootz and briCk are by far the best MC's. They jus killin yall nigga wit that little 8 or less shit. briCk's was the best bit. oThers bros get hit in the arm leg arm arm leg. I really do wish I could fill up 24 megs, of info but u I'm an amature tho and still better yall suck a** MC's. Look now you blown.

[Malcom E.K.K.S]

As tha thread gets longer, the wack ones strive 2 keep up with tha pace/
Those who excelled left a bloody path, 4 yall 2 trace/
Sum victims got nine lives, and make a come back having learnt a lesson/
Sum wanna take it 2 tha streets, by meeting the victors in person/
Its an unfair game, who knows who's bitting stuff/
Yep, most be scratching they heads for ideas, as if they had dandruff/
They take a break from the post, till sumthing dope hits 'em/
I don't know how it feels when 1 is a burnt, can I get an answer from a victim/


     

[Envie]

here we go

on eight barz i'm a social menace like sarrs//
whip niggaz wit a cordless and leave yah a** tainted wit scars//
can't get no competition in this cypher all yah niggaz limpin'//
yah need ghost writers while this cat iz lyrically pimpin'//
don't need no approval my style radical//
i'm the wicked child jonny blazin like ticcal//
and if yah not feelin me then f*** yah and yah funky a** crew//
i'm achievin the feats that yah whole posey coudn't pull//