16 Bars Whatever ya want

Never ending cyphers since 2002


Loafsta boy
Joined:Thu Jun 02, 2005 9:05 pm

Tue Jun 12, 2007 1:07 am

I came off the block I'm back on but nigga's runnin' it harder//

get shot in Hip Hop if you the type thats not runnin' with armour//

weak punchlines an for sure then Loaf's Pimpin' your momma//

az a fee for anyone I see bitchin' with honour//

just getting started on what I never finished when I was returning//

wack lyricists bitters to ghostwriters shall now be burning//

with steaks driven thru them in my furnace they burning and turnin'//

and it's legal coz Devils can't be imprisoned for murder//

ya'll probably thinking oh what a fucked up child//

I hid all of my pain behind my fucked up smile//

Nah I can't lie to myself and the consumer//

my shit is visual drugs I feel sorry for you the viewer//

got a bad humour wait I don't have one at all//

blow up then room with a freestyling whilst you was having a ball//

I know your thinking this is like chess an the next move is yours//

just so you know if you loose you Queen I garauntee your Kingdoms downfall//
Senior Member
Joined:Fri Aug 13, 2004 10:16 pm

Thu Jun 14, 2007 1:54 pm

wait a minuite boy....what do u SMOKE?
Senior Member
Joined:Mon Aug 22, 2005 4:12 pm

Sun Jun 17, 2007 1:10 pm

I've been away for many days~~

making cash, getting payed~~

spanking ass, getting layed~~

searching raps for a worthy pray~~

by the looks of things im back, and im here to stay~~

im no king, man!!! I aint here to reign~~

i see the same, cats lacking in brains with the same complaints~~

like this was an old age~~home~~

it's better off u leave it alone~~trapped in the same zone~~

same hole no changes just a bigger head~~

with a bigger eggo to humble, enough said~~

for my return is fully focused on burning cats~~

murder ur staff guilty or innocent~~

stay militant with that intricate~~intimate rhyme pattern~~

on a calling to re-define rapping~~

and with time,and sunshine sht is bound to happen~~

devine minds thinking alike to find meaning in this dying atlas~~

see the crime its madness, i dont blame em for wanting the death

penalty back~~i dont blame em for that~~infact im pro that~~
Senior Member
Joined:Mon May 02, 2005 9:48 pm

Tue Jun 19, 2007 12:39 pm

its the EC's punchline king

sick to death like a kid born with HIV

been away for a while now im at it again

like a street kid seeing a warm lookin spot in the city im here to stay

u dont need a trap inyo brain to catch the raps i spit

this is the last time u hear a verse like this

u wudnt kick anything sick if u were a doctor fightin a patient

hiphop is a gold digger i pay she spends

hate wackness ill only sleep the day it ends

i got no friends so i play with words

if u not hot enough ama send u to the heavens

my flow is hot and rough ama sell it to the Devil

Im eva ready to break yo heart

especially if i hate yo guts

im on fire only time u sinners is gonna be hot like this is the judgement day

Bashin is a liar thats what u dumbmen say
Senior Member
Joined:Mon Aug 22, 2005 4:12 pm

Sun Jun 24, 2007 12:17 pm

like seeing obese street kids I dont believe it is true~~

do a STREET survey bout the sht this ngga's been thru~~

kinda gets u glued sorta like reality shows~~

im mad at these hoes, aint got a clue what rapping is for~~

ur style is lacking it shows~~im coming back with the flow~~

counter-attacking explode, mind control got me rhyming slow~~

so to catch the shine it glows~~u still asking what they'r minning for~~time it goes, never ending~~story~~

SHUT_EM_DOWN the name known for sending btches to mortuaries~~

unfortunatelly, for the wack nation im here~~bringing devistations in

unpresidented proportions the fear~~install it in ur system like microsoft - ware~~ngga YEEEAHHH!!!, this feels like my year~~007 sht rite here~~

it's quit clear we'll only sleep when the big fight end~~

bitting like tyson, my advice is~~keep away from SHUT_EM~~

Senior Member
Joined:Sat Jun 12, 2004 7:52 pm

Tue Jul 17, 2007 5:49 am

ok imma spitt 16 bars smoke weed and be high as the stars /

im so outta space that it's maken me feel like im on mars /

bite at these sweet catz and label it candy bar /

it'z kinda ruff to get threw me, cuz boy im to hard /

my career is bright urs look rocky as the moutain /

how can i say this it's fallin like alicia keys or water foutain /

my rhymes and flows be kickin like ti-bo /

my punches is to hard cuz i throw them like a boxer combo /

startin to get stress so i take a hit of green some mo /

rhymes are gettin more talented and every body gonna say that panther got flows /

bout to mess with this lil chicken cuz ur boy got hoez /

panther when u comin out with a mixtape ?...everybody want to know /

reppin my soil da west, cuz cali is active /

homie my rap jingles are to massive...2 words for these new rappers is non-active /

dey way i spitt at cha you would have thought i clap ya /

i just wanna take dis last line to apologize for being a heartless bastard /

panther aka meezy locc
Posting Freak
Joined:Tue Dec 20, 2005 7:39 pm

Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:26 am

who drop a flow dats terrible or nice

splice edible and vibe listen reticles we dice/

wheelbarrow rhymesayers buffy muscle building mic teachers

reach us with telepathic words to elevate da beat speakers/

live pits with bottomless abyss spliffs lit

burn both ends to meet on these centered spits/

ozone layers penetrated by solar penal rays

hell ridden beasts chained to AIDS infected gays/

samurai incantations haze clouding judgemental limitations

copulation da only means of verbal insemination/

and i'm speaking to da african hip hop forum nation

an amalgamation of our powerful words get ululations/

tit for tat not following in pit falls of this industry

seems like yesterday when Grandmaster Flash was on da TV/

nowadays eyes remained covered clock ticking constantly

da realeness may not be in you but definately lives in me!!!
Senior Member
Joined:Sat Sep 16, 2006 10:06 am

Wed Jul 18, 2007 8:11 am

so ya want 16 bars ..

one word of advice as I finger this cypha

two unleash a nuke that keep babies shittin' they diapa's

three dumbshits in a bank wit guns, masks an' mil-boots

bustin' off won't make'm panic an' "fourk" over tha loot

tha last five who tried ta crash is stashed in tha safe

wit six fresh, raggedy gang tags in indescribable places

sportin' seven shots an' a fork in tha face

tha dollar, guess they eight one too many ta swallow

go TAIL they moms that nine CATS got'm

"RIZE" up on meh, I'll make ya "Ten~DER" ya resignation

have ya humpin' like eleven drunkin' monkeys on vacation

with twelve fawties, tryin' ta figure who gets extra

THEY'RE~TEENS an' think smooth is a drink, not a TEXT ure

"TEEN~FOUR" backdoor, come full circle

I'm wingin' fifteen like them things when Jamaican Ma's jerk'm

and end at sixteen cause one mo' just might hurt'm

... kno' them ain't bars, more like lines of trickery an' deceit

but I'm just followin' ta last guy who set tha stage for my key
Senior Member
Joined:Sat Sep 16, 2006 10:06 am

Wed Jul 25, 2007 8:18 am

What, no more "sweet sixteens" in this joint?! I guess it's just so hot in July that tha mental lead melts like andilvian cheese! I reckon!
Posting Freak
Joined:Tue Dec 20, 2005 7:39 pm

Thu Jul 26, 2007 3:03 am

let me drop nothing but puchlines don't mind if it don't rhyme haha

origami in da piece

eh yo i told dudes to put their money where their mouth is

and now they laid up in hospital with bloodied anuses/

the paper cuts make dark tunnels bleed furious gallons

while i stay vegetarian like licking on ur gals melons/

who want beef?i will serve em like barbeques

scared ni$$az ain't ready to battle with da Q/

coz in truth these dudes got me feeling like urinals

they got me pissed like dicks shaken over those cubicles/
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