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posted by LYRICAL LADY B.K.A SCORPIO POET @ 6:25 AM 0 comments

ARTIST WILD CARD TITLE DOUBLE COTTON

We aint gangstas, if you think you can find the world where i rhyme~//
its a revolving door, almost a circle of time~//
the sun cant outshine, kick my flipped words and im stil fightin~//
no ink left in my own pen and im still writin~//
i started small, the underdog i was lost in the fog~//
i learned to spread the wine and bread equal through rythmic song~//
did they know the wine was spiked, and the bread was poisoned?~//
4 wheelers cant comprehend the vocab, so they ignored it~//
hold it, on hiatus, i began to become accepted~//
the prowess it kept me grounded, exiled from a lucky 7~//
shunned my message, abandoned from the thrill of my lines~//
pen caused my hand to write, against the will of my mind~//
i started to find, a key and a lock, believe it or not~//
my friends got infrared glasses, still cant see if its hot~//
so should i fall to belief, or should i follow the beat~//
i lived the doulbe life, id never swallow the key~//
so here we go, i couldnt stumble, doin strenuous work~//
couldnt understand if my friends or my pen would hurt~//
i let it burn, 2 hottest months, and i broke to the fullest~//
exposed to a firing squad, at the barrel from a social bullet~//
it missed, they were ecstatic, i was right at the brink~//
not just to rhyme what i think, why confine it to ink?~//
had an empty hand, not for a pen, all but a knife~//
it was like pickin double cotton, being a slave in a double life.........

ARTIST RISKY TITLED THA CITY ON MY DESK

The ephemeral wind, acts as imagery of history
Sinned to a powerful mystery of the city within
Political gains gangster reigns confrontational thangs
Struggle strains, just to remain a hot part of the game
And one obtains fame from respect on a block
Where gangstas throw up just to avoid getting shot
The bright lights at night, keep dope fiends nocturnal
Seek a high to get by their cycle is eternal
Diurnal, passive by day, fiending at night
They a victim to spite allowing me to recount my life
In the city of fight, where everyday is a hustleOne must flex a muscle to avoid the struggleWhere few love you, and less want you to achieve
This city’s got greed, and I’m feelin’ the need
So I bleed tears of joy as fans smile on the boy
Become a man, hand in hand, I raise the land
To band, my city of pity, polluted like a dope fiends titty
Been on top but shitty, since it dropped origin of gangstas of course it’s gon’ flop
So I Get low and watch it from a window
As we livin’ in limbo I prepare for the cold
Cause again, we’re shaking my snow globe…

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posted 02-07-2005 11:29 PM

come on kid, don't try to bustle with the fastest...I know my punches are weighted because their crushing masses//

it's fantastic when a perfectly planned phenomenon pushes past minds on its own momentum to carry on//

thoughts and ideas, either real or felt because they say that you have to play the cards u're dealt//and whether I'm reaching you, or not, it doesn't matter cause I'm touching someone else making their lives better//

and now my thoughts have caved in with knowledge until I'm pouncing like a predator with every book feeling my prowless//

I was always very good at that, can u believe...that in Eden knowledge was sin, now it's sin we need//

I guess that means we were destined to fail,destined for bail,we go to church daily yet are destined for Hell//

and if you really think about it at all, then u're a mess cause the joys of this life only means future death//

and it takes a real person to know it,once was a poet, now I'm hated on for rap, although my lines are quoted//

and yeah I've been bitten cause I was one of the greats though ya'll laugh now, I've already established my place//

but it's like Micheal Jordan, everyone thinks they're bettersome are compared,but nobody has yet to fill his leather//

and this process of switching up thought before my means is instilled over time, dealing nothing with genes//

and I could still be one of the best, by why bother cause the next wave'll want u to prove that u're still hotter//

and I'm bothered by wars, deaths, cash, and crimesTHE HUMAN MIND, welcome to the life and times//

battle

posted 12-03-2004 07:41 AM

I'm about to create infultrate your mindstate so I penatrate so I hold weightwhile feather weights gettin blown awaywhen I devistate properly demonstrateeach sentence I create too real never fakenever sleep wide awaketo tha destruction I embrace wit tha knowledge imbasewhen tha microphones in placerhythm and poetry takin hold of mewit a flow so sick nuns holdin rosarysso comense tha beat boxin so i can keep rockin start toeat kids up like anthony hopkinsget away wit murder im callin johnny cocrintha feds is watchin contiplatin tha optionscause they still dont trust'um like arabs goin threw customsnarcs lookin to bust'embut they found nothin from makin assumptionsthinkin i was hiden somthin why frontingotta ask put it to restbefore i stab you in tha back and make tha blade come out your chestwhat a mess never-the-less enough of the allussivenessbut nah really tho im on some real shitwhile whole skeems get ripped to shredsthose who think they raw I might cook up your head
just a little somethin please respond
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I eat emcees cause I love how haters taste

art by Ominous

spiTZz

im an individual, wit visuals you cant handle//is tha phylisophical gangsta, leavin ya mind in shambles//gamble ya life away like fiends in vegas//dawg, you cant shake this//i make this freestylin shit look easy//believe me, nobody will escape from the fate that awaits//im irate, when it comes to battlin niggas i hate//you cant penetrate my rymes, i infiltrate ya mind//spit all of ya best lines and found out you still wasnt beaten mine//im tha king, you my peasent//givin you a life sentence in rap prison for spittin wack lyrics in ma presence//tension builds, stand still like a statue//comin at you wit metaphors neva seen or heard before//you's a "herb" to the "CoRe", 44 at ya face, dont even think about fighten me//cause i got tha glocks wit the infered i-beaM//that'll put bullets in ya eyes like drops of visine//yall stay underground, think of me highly//quietly creepin up on niggas and pullin triggers//shootin up like good NasdaQ figures//hit ya wit sKriptures, im quick to rip on MC imitators//raisin the the skill level like escalators//ya mind stay in tha elevator cause you aint on my level//i settle any battle wit tha dome and mental shit//(not the chrome and metal shit)get niggas on they bikes and peddle quick...

ALL I DO IS BATTLE AND TALK ABOUT DRUG'S by ACTONE

Here's some more drug-talk.I try and try, time and time again and I//Just don't know why, I must be high//It's a sickness... I'm addicted//Yeah, I'm addicted...I rip this shit specifically//To tell you cats how sick is me//But not in the sense of rappin and battlin//More in the sense that I gotta have heroin//Harrowing was the path that I walked on//Surrounded by lines, both powder and chalk ones//First time bought one, I knew I was all done//Them bags got a way to make you just want em//You need em, it's evil, some seek it with needles//Stealing from people and feelin the diesel//Coursing through veins, washing the brain//With a warm wave, that takes away all the pain//Of this day by day, strugglin and suffering//We all go through, some more than others//I found an escape, buying bundles to numb it//Seems I just sniff and throw up all my money//I totalled my car, and lost my apartment//Never once thought that I oughta just stop it//Often I cop it, and I feel like I'm droppin//Falling through life, having nothing accomplished//It's not what I wanted, I didn't predict this//To live an existence controlled by addiction//Taking for granted the things I've been given//Hurting my family, begging forgiveness//I try and try, time and time again and I//Just don't know why, I must be high//It's a sickness... I'm addicted//Yeah, I'm addicted...

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ladies.... by jeneral

Come On Ladies, Quit Being Whores, It Ain’t Your Job So Start SpittinI Don’t Wanna Be The Only Active Female Emcee, Being The Art TuitionLacking All Of The Ladies Would Be Like Foods Devoid of Any NutritionPut All These Fellas In Admonition, Cuz We Women Ain’t Gonna PruneWe Ain’t Backin Off Anytime Soon, Ain’t Nobody Messin Up Our PlatoonWe Just Attune, Striking On These Mothrfuckers Harder Than MonsoonsThen They Be Strewn, We’ve Proved Them Wrong That We Are Trouble Situate They Ineffective Raps In Rubble And Makin Them Seein DoublesHaving They Face Muzzled, And Leaving They Mind And State Befuddled We Launch Shit Faster Than Space Shuttles, Gravity Cannot Pull Us DownCuz We Are Numero Uno Now, Starting Our Own Diminutive Feudal RouteThrough Sick Brutal Clouts, We Now Are Building Up To The Crucial MoundsWith Obtusing Amounts, We’re Colder Than Ice And Hotter Than ToastersKnocking The Fellas Off They Feet Like Eminem And His Little Toy SoldiersHit Them Hard Like Huge Boulders, And Let Them Burn Slowly Like SmolderAll Of Y’all Shit Just Could Not Get Any Much Older, Like Kurt Loader On MTVSoon Y'all Be In Great Envy, Now That We Ladies Got Skills To Be EmceesNotice How I Didn’t Say “Femcee”, It Just Degrades Us To Lower Expectancy

thoughts sr8t off da dome by L-P

please excuse me, i'm gridlockin da states, and got em under control/
they cease and refuse me, got rid of lockin da gates, i'm in now takin place under ur role/
under ur soul, hot as coal, L-P known now i'm collectin' takers like boundary tolls/
emcee in concealment, no need for the revealment/i'm widely unknown , now da streetz is recallin my ass like repealments/
cuz they givin me new looks, they been in my rap book/
pages full of lyriks that damage i'm makin their tracks shook(audios)/
jus wait til these vicious spits make friend wit da mic/
i debate wit rhymes over ficticious whits and amend the hype/

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emcee's and femcee's(female mc's)

Monday, October 10, 2005

FUN FEATURES

Sunday, August 28, 2005

ARTIST WILD CARD TITLE DOUBLE COTTON

ARTIST RISKY TITLED THA CITY ON MY DESK

Saturday, August 27, 2005

GUEST BOOK

BOW WOW LIKE U

Monday, February 21, 2005

battle #2

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Monday, January 17, 2005

art by Ominous

spiTZz

Saturday, January 01, 2005

ALL I DO IS BATTLE AND TALK ABOUT DRUG'S by ACTONE

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ladies.... by jeneral

thoughts sr8t off da dome by L-P

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