8 Bars A Day Keeps The Wack MCs Away

triplelife · **Reply #60 on:** February 17, 2005, 05:23:17 PM

a gla** of milk in hand laced with an oreo cookie
lunch break flooded with thoughts of nookie,
see
power u control the flow of every brain cell
if I must tell triple holds jones for naturelle
f*** under her skin, she got me under her spell
hurts as hell,
in her mind my name dont ring a bell.......

Anthony · **Reply #61 on:** February 17, 2005, 07:39:03 PM

ok this scene's cool
my gene pool
stays with
after taste in delayed spit
relayed switch
swayed pitch
u say bits
then lay in pits
please don't ever be horrible
cuz i doubt yo jaws is that flexible
begin time
i've seen rhyme
in sin time...

TATEguru v.2K9 · **Reply #62 on:** February 17, 2005, 08:24:59 PM

Schitt! makes me wanna come out of retirement on some...

Quote

"Yo YO YO YO!
They say on AG niggas wanna Bruise Lee like Phil's Avatar,
PHUKK thats why I retired in the 1st place I aint even even know how to count a bar!!!!"

... :oops:

briCK · **Reply #63 on:** February 18, 2005, 08:28:28 AM

I rap in bars but personally i prefare sheebens
coz firstly you can find stompies in the bins
the bitches in there is has beens
so they good to go, one kort later anything happens
from head in the toilet to her home on her filthy mattress
let her talk shit on some "truthfully i should have been an actress"
i ses "aight CAST those legs apart and ACT like my dick is you essense"
no drama about safe-sex, i picked u in shebeen of-cource we need the latex.

Blac Satyr · **Reply #64 on:** February 18, 2005, 09:28:44 AM

Yei yeii brin' out that heat & flourish our mindz with some nourishment y'all

KONFAB · **Reply #65 on:** February 18, 2005, 01:36:41 PM

att: DPLANET - this was writ ystrday 4 dat trk we gon record

the diction is phat
the diction is phat twicefold
& in addition to dat it strikes both
times like christ provoked it,
disciple recital discipline
to decipher what's hidden in
dis encrypted scripture the eyes'
guise must be quite sizeable
20-20 like twice the fellow
as the advertiser in yellow
rewind times to remind minds
of mean whiles when we settled
for green miles with real life gepetto's
pulling strings, so we died on death row
to be revived as lego alter ego's
but even they got axed
couldn't pay more tax
so they ended up in the gutters
and dat's da spellin' of underground
step on da ladder
to get da melanin watered down
cesspool, red bull - bloody beef "sies!"
the realest still livin' underneath
the recommended regimen of medicine
if illin' feels familiar fill the mls up, rememberin'
it's sinful to spill it
tilt the canister to coat the inner cylinder
quota - unquote, question mark?
in the absense of sense it's deft-art
tickin' the register
we wretches, scarred - wielding bent hearts
tickin' like weapons of
rash deductions
yes when you start heading westward
to ration there's nothin'
but criminal neo-neanderthals
cnn - see my men
a broad cast of intimidating anti-media
raw cats who fought back, when ma** hysteria
launched attack on reporting fact
we brought it back with cra** idioms
on recorded tracks

Dpleezy · **Reply #66 on:** February 18, 2005, 01:40:58 PM

nice work son,,, i hope you got more than one track for me though! :)

ootz · **Reply #67 on:** February 18, 2005, 02:51:11 PM

konfab n brick needta chill.madness. 8)

Madnotes · **Reply #68 on:** February 18, 2005, 08:59:03 PM

my word are like claws
they leave your mind scared
8 bars baby,ready set tar
bizarre flaw or freedom
whack emcees seen
but the SABC feel them
skeeming to be heard
like a group of animal
this media is a cannibal
they eat there own
then lift them up with thrones

Naturelle · **Reply #69 on:** February 21, 2005, 11:35:50 AM

Weekend spent on a high stool
Spinning the one's and twos
the crowds showed appreciation
all i know is that music is my emancipation
He's actin a punk when he has to come to me to order his dreams
I reside in the temple of queens
all my few friends are hiphop fiends
they crave a fix of a dope beat/and the generous God gives

briCK · **Reply #70 on:** February 21, 2005, 12:42:13 PM

wow sounds like you had an eventfull week end
i was broke stayed at home and didn't even get weeded
i cried and cried and watched as my heart bleeded
after not dying i figured you know.. pot is not really needed
in the system so my cravings got deleted
then my boys showed up wit weed and thats when i did it
turned the pot down i wanted to have a normal week-end
woke up this morning fresh as shit and thought this shit needs to be repeated

eraze · **Reply #71 on:** February 21, 2005, 01:07:24 PM

so he stayed off the weed, while my blood now runs alcohol free/
i still stay up till three, as my peeps take rounds go pee/
carpet of black label bottles now empty, this stupid chick next to me, just let her stomach empty/ mashed potatoes, beef and green peas/
how i dont envy, those that cant get down like me, sober at a party, would have never guessed this would be me...sunday breafast wit a smile, toast and tea/ eggs and bacon, the milk fat free/ hangovers around the room, none of them from me/ blast the daily, hip hop, randomise the cd...

Naturelle · **Reply #72 on:** February 22, 2005, 12:15:46 PM

theres nothing wrong with sobreity
thats why I get high on AG, air and milk daily
pain of my past I eraze, used to live a triplelife
but I've finally found my identity/ i'm living my brand new rearranged reality
Bhlakhroze petals sprinkled on my path as i walk towards my souljah
Tried to hide our love but it's written in the palimpsest/like CNN wats next
We traveling to overseas like fah fee and then move to the dplanet
where we'll build an empire starting with the first briCK

oz · **Reply #73 on:** February 22, 2005, 12:55:30 PM

a mic check do I have to do a 1-2 why
rhyme against me i guess u want to die
and the verdict would be: u won't do fine
bcoz i own all digits from one to nine
those that talk a lot r the one's who mime
talk spits,the best punches belong to mine
those who turn poetry to song do crime
u can say rap is shit if i'm wrong to rhyme

:-P

briCK · **Reply #74 on:** February 22, 2005, 01:22:09 PM

dont get it twisted like rolling joints in the rain
i haven't quit yet i'm stalling days till i get paid
then i'mma smoke all the booze and drink up this weed
i know i'll be thirsty all week i'll be edgy , moody and feeling weak
you can tell by the rhymes they all uninspired
they all sound tired lame but wait till the briCK gets fired
i'll claim my thone as the highlight of every girls fantasy
its plain to see that i'm the e-pil popped by extasy