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Thursday, September 08, 2011

Spittin 2 Infinity



Until there are no more words I will continue to spit to be heard, and then....


Verse 1.

I'm like the Get Down James Brown
of this Rap Shit

AHK HOPPIN over all you bums
spitting that wack shit

and yeah I'm heard
your mix tapes
all of em lack hits

your tracks are like cheap weed
can't fuck with (www).DatPiff.(com)

you be better off
gettin weak head from a black bitch

while I be in buffet line
with them fat chicks

eat nothing but beef
so please bring the static

and I will disappear you frauds
again no magic

take your girly rhymes
sell em to the faggots

that's down with your crew
I'm going hard no passes

I do diss on purpose
to embarrass

and I can care less
who you niggaz is down with

I'm Brooklyn's Own 
wrecking crews and bandwith

and for real I need you
to understand this

I will take over your lifestyle
then micro manage

until you truly recognize
what being a man is

You bum niggaz out here
need to put ur mics down
before I have to introduce
you to some fight sounds

cause lyrically
muhammad ali couldn't get with me
I'm the last MC

left
Spittin 2 Infinity


Verse 2.


Hickory Dickory AHK
My Glock Blew up the Spot

My Glock popped one
everyone else ran
straight to the fucking cops

Snitch niggaz are like bitch niggaz
what the fuck

even on the mic
these niggaz be giving up

whereabouts and facts
about who they stuck

when they should be
telling the truth
about how they really suck

rhyming and shit
spying and shit
trying to be down
crying and shit

can't even rep ur hood
hiding and shit
talk about you got bodies
lying and shit

too many dudes in da game
but never been players

exaggerated stories
you can tell em to your neighbours

Because I'm sick and tired
hearing about hard labor

How you had this and that
but didn't stack paper....

now you trying to push lyrics
while asking for favours....

the same broke ass
niggaz that already caught the vapors

You bum niggaz out here
need to put ur mics down
before I have to introduce
you to some fight sounds

cause lyrically
muhammad ali couldn't get with me
I'm the last MC

left
Spittin 2 Infinity

A Man Apart

Verse 1.


All odds against me
making the world sleepy

acting like you don't need me
I now will speak freely

before easy

line by line
I'm extra wet
niggaz get ur squeegies

and believe me
Imma keep it mad greasy

sharp like cheddar
far from cheesy

out of my solar system
you need to leave me

the fuck alone
before your neck becomes breezy

thought I was your dog
trying to tease me

I don't only bite I mawl
because I'm Greedy

and I'm always thirsty
so past the Fiji

so my vocal cords
can flow like poland springs
or Deer Park

burning emcee's to flesh
just like Joan of Ark
 
and I'm just that ill
finishing what I start

On that get back shit
as A Man Apart


Verse 2.


Back with The realness of my style
Even though I'm not trying to go there right now

too many stupid muthaphuckaz
still asking me how

Like Michael Jordan
back in the day yeah I WOW'd

soared above fake Jakes
lamping on fake clouds

Haters trying to pull me down now
gettin laid the fuck out

jaw pieces found on the ground
for running off at the mouth

before summing up my pounds
I use to crush then astound

I bust a rhyme old school
but I'm no Charlie Brown

I may even smile then counter
clockwise your frown

I'm street like lost and found

I've been dirty and beneathe da ground

so understand that I really don't care
cause my muthaphuk is still right here

with nothing to fear
so you better beware

after I look into eyes
to see if you're scared

trying to seeing if your bite
is as big as your bark

before I reach inside of
your chest and take your heart

cuz I'm just that ill
finishing what I start

On that get back shit
as A Man Apart


Verse 3.


Out of your minds
you niggaz must be

as a rapper
needing a lyrical referee

to dish out technicals
and penalties

when stepping to AHKDAGOD
ending all your fantasies

especially when I flip
and leave behind casualties

you see all in my mind
I combine thoughts of tragedies

and I keeps a RED COAT
so run and get your calvery

I battle cordless
with guillotine lyrics cautionless

not another nigga
will ever be caught with this

technique that deserves
more than sponsorships

free studio time
or a hip hop scholarship

my skin is tough and echos
like a rhinosauruos

thoughts about failure
that shits preposterous

cuz I'm just that ill
finishing what I start

on that get back shit
as A MAN APART
.

Wednesday, September 07, 2011

Charles In Charge - The Profalyric

This is the final cut of my wrap'n up the first verse.

POP POP POP

This track is the finished product of POP POP POP Verse 1

Get Da Message

Still Grinding out them Bangaz

Love 2 Hate Ya

Attacking the Mic from a different harder and edgier angle.

I Got Dat Feelin

First things First.

To Keep Close


I felt my shadow longing for that kiss I understood the lights shining bright from off of your face The timing 24 hours behind schedule the moment will forever be remembered your look so shear You are truly fascinating stunning, complete and a compliment to my deep inhale like your sky paintings and beautiful voice I'm bouncing to be seen and heard by you like a reflection Intrigued for the first time by a woman could this be....nah but wait I think it can be That's if the next time I just close my eyes and wait for you to close yours Allowing our shadows to embrace the secure space between our special place You are making my mind up for me sending chills up my spine I wish I could see Captivating my masculine me drawing me in with every glare into your beautiful eyes lips of lust eyes of trust to yearn for you daily I must because you are giving me all of what I never thought I needed a piece of yourself I've greeted to keep close to keep close to keep close........