My legendary pen died last time the sky cried
But niggas didn't respect it... / so the pen was resurrected
Ink & Pad connected, words spread out and got everybody infected
I sting like Cassius
Blowing blunt ashes on stuck up bitches posted inside Benz S-Classes
I'm rolling with heat
Stomping on concrete in iron cleats
Keeping an ear to the streets...So I'm able to reach the masses
Rhymes ain't no obstacle
You can't see me....fix ya opticals
Contacts or glasses / My joints move quick like full body rashes
My mood is BI polar
But the "heat" I serve is solar
Universal soul controller when I be on the mic

-16-

Done and Done

*Tight Flow*

But I know you ain't 16 years old, so what's the significance of -16- in the title? -- (It prolly flew right ova my head) -- *my bad*


You know, if you connected all of your righteously iLL lil' flows, you could prolly wrap a tight present for Christmas! -- :9 -- (((Bow & All)))

nah I'm far removed from the teen years, I'll be 21 Monday. But it's for 16 bars...All and all it equals 16, so I just wrote a quick free write flow last night

thanks for reading

Yo if you're just spitting boast rhymes
with no real subject
you've got to come with more innovative rhymes than that.
I'm talking about the actual words you are rhyming.
If you're going to rhyme heat and cleat,
at least have another rhyme before those and make it slightly more complex/creative.

Even if it's simple words in a more complex scheme.
I put that heat on your ass
stomp you like a cleat in the grass.

Even a freestyle should have a few...

I can do multi's but this was done in the span of 5 or 10 minutes so I didnt really re word it, but I understand where your coming from

My legendary pen died last time the sky cried

This really held my attention. It made me sit up and take notice of what you are saying.

Nice E
Add on

Yea,a quick 16 from londons supreme,
baggy tracks,ill tracks and a harmonious sax,
back to back like bill gates paper stacks,
everywhere you go you see ma face on a poster,
email,postcard,news or fax,
or my initials ingraved on your holster,
bar after bar like a prison cell,
it aint hard to tell,
that when ak drops,movement stops,
silence for those who fell,
and crooked cops,
go to hell,theres no bail,
chains conceal your body frame,
my aim,is that of an assasins,
and when shells are blastin,
your presence is passin.

>and when shells are blastin,
>your presence is passin.

Spray paint my train of thought bein caught up no passion
Passin it on after a couple blasts in a rock n rolla's fashion
Hit the road n reach the skies strictly offa recoil
Recallin the vehicle I took to the streets I heat it up to a boil
The tail end of my auto like a baby nephew, it's way 2 spoiled
Aerodynamics flyin with wings heavily beaten in need of oil
Just 2 keep shit smooth, watch what you do cuz routes get foiled
By inclement weather, whether or not you know it, yours sho will
Took the first 8 miles pretty smooth, now I'm revvin the engine up
Hoes n bitches up, cuz a housewife dunno how 2 live it up
15 minutes up, I gotta couple hundred dollars stashed away anyway
So I'ma juss pay another dollar for a couple more minutes everyday
Toll booth livin, superman used 2a hate batman in the beginnin
But the muhfucka was born with it, my tools is more of skill -n-
I been livin with that label of dark horse, that underdog menace
Done finished payin my dues so now it's onto my bills for the dentist

Cuz I got reason 2 smile...

Nukkus can't really complain
Same God brung us Marijane
Put among us a fungus
like a mushrooms
Toe'll shush you
like restrooms he will flush you
till your cheeks get red
teachin' us how to speak rhymes
till the streets get fed
when he read it
he commented
didn't diss when he said it
committed to instruct
on the written Con-struct
of spitten Con-duct
without spittin' on Punks
Giving real lessons on the writer's block
chip off the old head
g'on dust ya shoulders off
lift off and go 'head
MOVE!

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I leave a deep imprint like a camel toe
Stiffen niggas up like rigor mortis / Moving that lyrical snow...
Take a snort then BLOW/ Bet you can't feel your face / Son, I'm winning this race...
I could give a fuck about 2nd place...Your the Hare and I'm the tortoise
Blast with no hesitation
Takin oxygen from within your skin...And it's no resuscitation
I got yall hype, simply cuz I'm the prototype, the rest are just imitations
These rhyme demonstrations are crime preparations I'm about to commit
The only thing yall can say about me is:
"There he goes....talkin that Shit!!"
This lyricist leaves electrons split
Kris stops cats like red hexagons after he spits



-16-

that was really good

perace

I appreciate you taking the time out to peep the little free write

,

Damn, 3 years on, and this is still banging.

i'm just a bastard who writes
and will run thru your chick, faster than light
don't care about your preference, sado-masochist or dike
flyness, or wing, whether you fascist or right..
nicka, i will burn you, spit on your casket in spite
score with ya moms, i've filled more baskets than mike
jordanesque, i soar in jets
do alotta travellin, ignoring refs
speak in slang to foreign press..
hit the snooze button through your boring set
catch up on some much needed sleep
the way i'ma save hip-hop is a much needed feat
all in a days work..
swooped in a few days after May jerks
remember what Morpheus said, this may hurt
in order to own your masters, you gotta slave first...


god...




the underscore is imminent!!!

dope

>i'm just a bastard who writes
>and will run thru your chick, faster than light

*Truth.com* lol

>don't care about your preference, sado-masochist or dike
>flyness, or wing, whether you fascist or right..
>nicka, i will burn you, spit on your casket in spite
>score with ya moms, i've filled more baskets than mike
>jordanesque, i soar in jets
>do alotta travellin, ignoring refs
>speak in slang to foreign press..
>hit the snooze button through your boring set
>catch up on some much needed sleep
>the way i'ma save hip-hop is a much needed feat
>all in a days work..
>swooped in a few days after May jerks
>remember what Morpheus said, this may hurt
>in order to own your masters, you gotta slave first...
>
>
>god...

Been a fan for a while man, you have a way with words that is truly unique & make the posts come alive & give the words a voice to speak.

Fire

criminal intent is the witness
dressed in harmonius notes
like 'Theolonius'
ride deeez lyrics don't stop this 'Trane'
hip hop styles found for 'Miles'
Jazz is the American dream
turned inside out
peep the wisdom between these lines
now don't stop just drop
another six lines and i am poppin
still water blues left in an alley
dirty works shootin clean blood
push push the message now infectious
pipes dreams stolen by feins
another 16 fell by the pen
erasin pencil pushers now das dope SON

>criminal intent is the witness
>dressed in harmonius notes
>like 'Theolonius'
>ride deeez lyrics don't stop this 'Trane'
>hip hop styles found for 'Miles'
>Jazz is the American dream
>turned inside out
>peep the wisdom between these lines
>now don't stop just drop
>another six lines and i am poppin
>still water blues left in an alley
>dirty works shootin clean blood
>push push the message now infectious
>pipes dreams stolen by feins
>another 16 fell by the pen
>erasin pencil pushers now das dope SON

^^ it sure the hell was!! A was snappin on 'em with this one! Hot drop fam, I appreciate the reply.

inspired by the best in here you know i was tryin my hand at this new territory...thanks for bein u

Word fam And it's an awesome effort. I've seriously wanted to write more poetry lately, but have been feeling slightly intimidated by it.

Hopefully my writers slump won't be around much longer. But I must say it's been a pleasure reading & interacting with you on here fam.

keep doin your thing.

nice ish