8 BAR CONCEPTS... JUMP IN

[Mad]

madland the creepy state/
seven is sick like the scary aids/
and im hot like the peri peri/
did i just hear him diss me?/
his newbi/ but already beefin/
guess the only time he beefs is when he eats mutton/
i gave him a theme lil homey dissed me/
so now im forced to committ another lyrical murder/
quit paint shot homes/ shit makes u whack/
they say your whole outfit costs equaly witha vrgin mobile starter pack/
well i aint sayin that/ you dissed me from the start/
you shited on me from the first episode/
and now i got to hang you, using a lyrical rope/
my shit is dope, its sick it got germs i wash it with da dettol soap/
come and battle me when you hit puberty/
atleast then your balls would be solid/
atleast then, your dick would be spittin some liquid/
now the only liquid your dick spits is urine/
dont ever diss me again bitch/
dont ever call my name again jerk/
once you do ur life wont be the same turd/


dont f*** with me kid     

Ha Mad Ndi ku yenzeni manje...... I just dropped a verse...... and you diss me like dat....

i didnt diss you, you said it yourself, its your line, cmon babes, that aint my thang, i wouldnt attack a chick, you my favourite mc chick in the whole world

[WORDSMITH]

madland the creepy state/
seven is sick like the scary aids/
and im hot like the peri peri/
did i just hear him diss me?/
his newbi/ but already beefin/
guess the only time he beefs is when he eats mutton/
i gave him a theme lil homey dissed me/
so now im forced to committ another lyrical murder/
quit paint shot homes/ shit makes u whack/
they say your whole outfit costs equaly witha vrgin mobile starter pack/
well i aint sayin that/ you dissed me from the start/
you shited on me from the first episode/
and now i got to hang you, using a lyrical rope/
my shit is dope, its sick it got germs i wash it with da dettol soap/
come and battle me when you hit puberty/
atleast then your balls would be solid/
atleast then, your dick would be spittin some liquid/
now the only liquid your dick spits is urine/
dont ever diss me again bitch/
dont ever call my name again jerk/
once you do ur life wont be the same turd/


dont f*** with me kid     

Ha Mad Ndi ku yenzeni manje...... I just dropped a verse...... and you diss me like dat....

i didnt diss you, you said it yourself, its your line, cmon babes, that aint my thang, i wouldnt attack a chick, you my favourite mc chick in the whole world

LOL...

[Bashin]

Heavy 8
how many lines.. 8 qha?/(just 8  )
Got so many haters/can i address em all with 8 bars?/
ill spit fire ul do the math/u good at that/now who the best?/
its clear wen crowds cheer me n boo the rest/
write heavy scripts,ul need a tow-truck to pick them up/
wanna c how i cum,ul have mo luck if u lick the nut/
bringin the heat,got vets callin me 'son'/
now on the 8tb bar,yo it aint over its only begun/

[Mad]

Heavy 8
how many lines.. 8 qha?/(just 8  )
Got so many haters/can i address em all with 8 bars?/
ill spit fire ul do the math/u good at that/now who the best?/
its clear wen crowds cheer me n boo the rest/
write heavy scripts,ul need a tow-truck to pick them up/
wanna c how i cum,ul have mo luck if u lick the nut/
bringin the heat,got vets callin me 'son'/
now on the 8tb bar,yo it aint over its only begun/

lol at that bolded line


heavy 8, mad's a hip hop graduate/
dont retaliate, got my first degree when i was 8/
still kickin mics and still murdering mcees to date/
rap is a bitch, it now has mcees sick as aids/
i kill cats/ i callem jing- hu lee cakes coz they fake/
now thats chinese, i think i saw mandela wearin high hills/
am i hallucinating? my legacy is great like ali's/

[SUPER RUTHLESS]

heavy 8, mad's a hip hop graduate/
dont retaliate, got my first degree when i was 8/
still kickin mics and still murdering mcees to date/
rap is a bitch, it now has mcees sick as aids/
i kill cats/ i callem jing- hu lee cakes coz they fake/
now thats chinese, i think i saw mandela wearin high hills/
am i hallucinating? my legacy is great like ali's/

That was almost perfect mad... the mandela line kinda throws off everything

[Mad]

heavy 8, mad's a hip hop graduate/
dont retaliate, got my first degree when i was 8/
still kickin mics and still murdering mcees to date/
rap is a bitch, it now has mcees sick as aids/
i kill cats/ i callem jing- hu lee cakes coz they fake/
now thats chinese, i think i saw mandela wearin high hills/
am i hallucinating? my legacy is great like ali's/

That was almost perfect mad... the mandela line kinda throws off everything

its all good mayne, its rap, its just rap dog

[SUPER RUTHLESS]

RUTHLESS a hip hop heavyweight//
im a professor in this game while mad`s only a graduate//
u got ur first degree when u were only eight?//
from where? university of wack rapping congregate//
dude ur legacy stretches as far as ur nose//
ur rap stinks like spending a week in the same clothes//
do u really exist? shit nobody knows//
u might kill cats, but its dogs then run the shows//     


Nothing personal, just thoght since there was no concept id just run my mouth..

next theme is late night creeping

[WORDSMITH]

EISA!!!

[Mad]

RUTHLESS a hip hop heavyweight//
im a professor in this game while mad`s only a graduate//
u got ur first degree when u were only eight?//
from where? university of wack rapping congregate//
dude ur legacy stretches as far as ur nose//
ur rap stinks like spending a week in the same clothes//
do u really exist? shit nobody knows//
u might kill cats, but its dogs then run the shows//     


Nothing personal, just thoght since there was no concept id just run my mouth..

next theme is late night creeping

late night creeping/
i got my chick calling and buzzin/
cant answer the phone/ im on my mway to committ murder/
im a all black with a balaclav on/
i only need to be one km away from him/
in that distance my fly wheel can get close to him/
you wil never sleep again/ i be ur nightmare/
cut of your tongue/ whachu sayin now/
ruthless? uz got to be kiddin/
they way u suck dicks, i prefer callin u dickin/
u dont even know what is a punchline/
im sure u thought it was a cut after a punch/
il crunch your ribs and turn em to a salad/
f***, you a fagg you bastad/
the only punchlines u know of is swearin/
now go tell your mom thatd mad just dissed u/
bitch, i aint even dissin u......motherf***er

[OG Beezak]

Me and ma dawgs on the low still late night creeping
On the streets stackin’ dough and Hennessey sippin’
Spark a blunt next to a popo van while these fakers stay trippin
Yeah we bossin’, stay flossin eating lunch at Four Seasons
Call a cab when I cock a gut, I gotta make transactions
Smelling fear when I’m in the bank, so I roof ‘em when they sleeping
Was never in a fly-by-night but I stack dollo when it PM
Surely there’ve never seen such bars even if they battle on a PM

Next theme_Tip Toe for that Dough

[Praverb]

I spit flows at foes/ I rip shows/ P's a pro
you scared of money/ you just tip toe for the dough
dough I don't tip/ tipping those who won't slip
on their day job/ I slay the odds/ I won't skip
I won't lose/ no Lion/ P's a Titan
undefeated/ my pen game is similar to my fighting
I go all out/ no boo-hoo's or crying
I control the crowd with rhyming/ call me Simon

next theme: african queen

[SIR DEEJAY MZU]

What the hell lemme jump on this....

Lemme intervene, pour my heart on your screens, recite a script about my African queen/
She my BhlakRhoze with distinct features like a velvet bean/and
When first seen, she had a chrome green butan top, dirty all stars and blue jeans/
A baldi all Naturalle but still an eye Candy like Jay-Lee/
Comes across mean like a General, but shez as soft as whip cream/
I’m an Mc used to 16s, but I’m sure this one must have eighteen/
Therefore legal so still no sentences to lock this G behind bars/
Shez beautifully crafted art, a sweet-heart, and street smart/
Even in worse times we stay kicking it like martial arts/
Her smile resembles a 7-sense, iMphossible to describe in 8 bars/
I’ma close Gateways in search for this African dream/
So folks there u have it a narrated tale about my African queen/

Next concept: a letter to my inner-self

[WORDSMITH]

........

[7-Sense]

Next concept: a letter to my inner-self

Rap Telepathically and speak to my inner-self/
Pa** technology and reach my bigger-self//
Rhymin is a tool; I scrible-and-rap/
You got no timing like the dudes; with a broken-rolex//
So many whack cats try to hit on me with silly-raps/
And its funny cos I hit harder than they do with philly-caps//
Write a letter to your conscience; tell it, its really wack/
To try and sweep a leviathan of its feet, you'll die BLACK//

NEXT : ARMLESS SOLDIER

[Mad]

Next concept: a letter to my inner-self

Rap Telepathically and speak to my inner-self/
Pa** technology and reach my bigger-self//
Rhymin is a tool; I scrible-and-rap/
You got no timing like the dudes; with a broken-rolex//
So many whack cats try to hit on me with silly-raps/
And its funny cos I hit harder than they do with philly-caps//
Write a letter to your conscience; tell it, its really wack/
To try and sweep a leviathan of its feet, you'll die BLACK//

NEXT : ARMLESS SOLDIER

im a five finger foot soldier/
how complicated that is?/
my lines weaken mcees to they knees/
im dope like my verse smoked crack mixed with weed/
im a armless soldier, come against russian task forces with microphones/
bullets stashed in my camaflash pockets/
and in my underarm im carrying a rocket/
my lyrics alone coz ma** destruction/
pregnant women who listen to my ish are forced to get abortion/
the leader of al-qeada spittin on ag/
mad is crazy niggaz