D Jones Posted July 15, 2005 Share Posted July 15, 2005 Since were talking abour rap. Anybody/ Or can somebody hook me up with some Instrumental(sp)? I can freestyle with a beat at least. But I can try to battle some one, but it might not be as good . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mateo83 Posted July 15, 2005 Share Posted July 15, 2005 If you really want to make some music, EMail me.You'll be glad you did, if you got skill. You make beats or somethin??? MY MUSIC RIGHT HERE MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL RIGHT HERE MY FACEBOOK RIGHT HERE Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CSeanathan Posted August 6, 2005 Author Share Posted August 6, 2005 Okay it'z been a minute since I posted on dis topic, but I forgot about it. Newayz I saw some responses of me to put some of my sh*t on here. This is just some sh*t I wrote a long time ago but I thought it was nice neway. I haven't really been writin that much lately.Oh btw my nickname around here is SuPa MaN...so here's some sh*t: SuPa MaN got hoez from the world wide nations All from different places all up in your station Got dem Blacks, Indians, Puerto Ricans and dem Hatians Hawaiians, Caucasions, Italians and dem Asians Dis sh*t aint a battle it's more like just a race and If your rhymez aint tight den I'mma jus erase em f*ck a nigga up like Freddy vs Jason Takin over sh*t like an alien invasion Watch the word play guaruntee it will amaze em Deez otha niggaz rhymes will barely even phase dem Rhymez so sick it'll have a nigga dazin` Rock deez niggaz right to sleep n leave em @ da Days Inn So much flow I can rap until the days end So much doe it's nothin to take you on vacation So much dro it'll make you fly just like Half Baked and So much ice on my neck dat I can take you skatin Catch me on my block and I'll be wit my crew when Life gets too stressful on my front porch smokin haze and I'm jus waitin fo da day when life stops circulatin` Den I'll cheef God and jus chill up in his haven But I live a bad life I'm not sure I'mma make it I read da Bible from Genesis til the Revelation Only fearin God and never sweatin Satan Gettin ass cash and grass the only sins I'm makin Bring yo girl to me and she'll get the right persuasion Trust me on dis one she's gon be violated Have her @ my crib pussy poppin` and perculatin Send her back home wit her coochie still gyratin` Layin in yo bed her ass still vibratin` Now you start hatin cuz she got a new date and I put her on Cloud 9 and you bout to get replaced man You don't want her neway she's not too good for face man Keep my sh*t on the low like double 0 agent Cold hearted like a killa and hot like Cajun Food in ya stomach when ya jus finished breakin Down da weed so roll it up and we can getsta blazin` Been real all my life and neva been a fake man Smooth like butta you'd think I was a snake man SuPa MaN is my name please don't get mistakin S-u-P-a M-a-N das how you spell champion Rhymin so tight I don't think I'll find the hook My flow is like an earthquake cuz it'll have a nigga shook And my word play is word playa you can tell by how I look And I'll steal you quicka than any of these f*ckin crookz I jus spit 44 bars Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Oblivionz Posted August 6, 2005 Share Posted August 6, 2005 (edited) I have a really funny rap if anyone wants to hear it. EDIT: Here's the funny one Extensively offensive, relentlesly defenceless, i'm undressin', carressin' ya mama's body, i'm prowling, Lots of bacardi starts the party, then some sleepin' pills, tryna get her cloudy, now i'm rowdy and growling, Howling to the moon, soon to be crashed out, wake at noon, spoons heated, and the injection flows, Projection of ho's makes me shed my clothes, needles in the bathroom, suppose my mom knows. I got the bomb in my nose, its common to close holes whole, unroll my life, oh sh*t i ripped it, I flipped it, now im old, cold and dieing. No... wait, im still high and i'm flying, my lifeline? I clipped it, I love asian chicks with slanted clits, syphilis? It's still worth it bitch, under earth its purly pitch, black that is, thats the only way i'ma make it rappin'. sh*t, slappin kids, peal back every stitch, dug every ditch, then fell in 'em and broke my shins, multiply to the sky, then climb out with your mother. Time out, this rhymes out of control, duck and cover, its about to blow, f*ck then, snuff her, Stuff her in the mattress, ignore my badness, its just fad sh*t, i'm just tryna get me laid. I'm underpaid yet i wage on in this war, before i tour the world minin' for contraversy, i'll raid, every mind thats innocent, see who's listenin', rifle throught the sh*t, sift it then run away, Reconstruction is underway of the display of someone whos still not confident enough to stay. Another day i'd steal your ideas, your ID, drivers license and all or your PCP, i'ma drug addict, Fanatic that's back at it, smack habbit, dag nab-it, now i cant find my pipe, my dad had it, This has ruined my life, now im fluent in hype, the type that'll get you rattled and ready to battle chumps. Now i'll ride to my death, tattered torn flesh, fresh smell of decay, im depressed, and i'll saddle up, I see depicted victims, villins praised, hero's burned in a blaze of gun fire, now heroism is expired, i'm tiredd, not much longer 'til i collapse and spill all my raps, mishaps and gun claps now admired. It's funny cuz from lack of sleep i'm wired, i'ma liar, i'm dreamin' now, sceamin how i'ma take over, Steal a bull dozer and plow the chip off the presidents shoulders, f*ck waitin', im hatin', move boulders, I'm bolder then most, kickin' pebbles around, frowned down on the clowns that surround my thoughts, Gotta recheck my direction, got virus protection, cuz my brain's been hacked, attacked, i'm almost lost, My mind's crossed and contemplated jumping, but then i realise i despise life and wind up dead and yell, Only to be surrounded in bloodshed, i'm still alive but its like i've died cuz i'm still strivin' to keep survivin' Hell. Sorry that it's not paragraphed, but it's really funny. Edited August 6, 2005 by Oblivionz Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CSeanathan Posted August 7, 2005 Author Share Posted August 7, 2005 Spittin rhymez @ the drop of a dime like a shot from a 9 Hot punch linez flow from the top of my mind You wastin ya time thinkin you can f*ck wit my rhymez I'm 1 of a kind go head keep pressin rewind I'm sure you will find there'z no lyricz quite like mine Compared to LL I'm the GOAT (Greatest Of All Time) Keep pressin ya luck I guarantee you won't get signed If it'z a battle I guarantee win by a landslide I know I'm worshipped and praised by all of mankind I don't need a bitch I just need a phat behind I leave you bitchez behind and get back on my grind Cuz I'm a hustla, a pimp, and my wordz is divine Let me remind ya I'll put cha bitch ass in the grinder They won't be able to ID you when they find ya Keep f*ckin wit me and I'm gonna have to fine ya I'll spank ya baby ass n put chu back in diapers Hoez Hoez Hoez!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tommy Corelli Posted August 10, 2005 Share Posted August 10, 2005 Spittin rhymez @ the drop of a dime like a shot from a 9Hot punch linez flow from the top of my mind You wastin ya time thinkin you can f*ck wit my rhymez I'm 1 of a kind go head keep pressin rewind I'm sure you will find there'z no lyricz quite like mine Compared to LL I'm the GOAT (Greatest Of All Time) Keep pressin ya luck I guarantee you won't get signed If it'z a battle I guarantee win by a landslide I know I'm worshipped and praised by all of mankind I don't need a bitch I just need a phat behind I leave you bitchez behind and get back on my grind Cuz I'm a hustla, a pimp, and my wordz is divine Let me remind ya I'll put cha bitch ass in the grinder They won't be able to ID you when they find ya Keep f*ckin wit me and I'm gonna have to fine ya I'll spank ya baby ass n put chu back in diapers Hoez Hoez Hoez!!! Nice stuff man. I like it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CSeanathan Posted August 10, 2005 Author Share Posted August 10, 2005 Thanx man I appreciate it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Krusty. Posted August 11, 2005 Share Posted August 11, 2005 I cant spit straight out line after line It takes me ages to do just ones and they are always sh*t. Do you have any tips? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xxnofear617xx Posted August 12, 2005 Share Posted August 12, 2005 yea i'm white...seriously i suck bu ti can try post one later Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CSeanathan Posted August 16, 2005 Author Share Posted August 16, 2005 (edited) Practice makes perfect, kids! Edited August 16, 2005 by CSeanathan Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Krusty. Posted August 16, 2005 Share Posted August 16, 2005 CS: I usually always start my rhymes with the word Krusty or spellin it out, so, do you have any lines or words that rhyme with E ? Then maybe i can copy em into my own kinda rhyme.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CSeanathan Posted August 17, 2005 Author Share Posted August 17, 2005 CS: I usually always start my rhymes with the word Krusty or spellin it out, so, do you have any lines or words that rhyme with E ? Then maybe i can copy em into my own kinda rhyme.. I dunno about copyin my rhymes but it's really not hard to rhyme with E you know? E, Z, B, go head n squeez bitch please Get back on yo kneez while I blow these treez I love smokin green sit back n stare @ the screen I'm f*cked up on some liquor but niggas still know me I'm bent right now but I'm still on the scene I'm known world wide for breakin bitches outta they jeans I spit that pimp game and they all ova the D....ick Anywayz here's 1 of the rapz I wrote tonite while being bent as a bitch; a quick 16: Dis aint S. Dot, it'z dat nigga Sean T. You know me stay whippin that green EXP (Explorer) Wit da grill in the front incase niggas wanna stunt 101 putchu in da trunk, spark up dat blunt Cuz I love to stay high blow dat smoke to da sky I'm so sick dat my skin color shoulda been lime Catch me on my block rollin wit Limelite or Down Bottom (VA rap labels) If ya name is Cassidy just know that I solve problemz I brawl wit my flow stay spittin dem punchlines Every battle I'm in I'm straight, I punch in straight lines It aint nothin fo a G like me to spit a straight rhyme I'm sure wit my rapz, I'd put my life on the line Compared to me you 50 Cent and I'm Jae-Millz in this rap game You sweet talkin bitchez while I spit game to a dame The block I rep is BHP, da rap name is S.T. f*ck wit me I'll have you hooked to a IV like a crack fiend... Beer's not that bad yall Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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