Eagle talons …on spitters …no talents Lil vicious ….thinking the victor’s spoils …cometh Like the Yukon Mag …monthly Do what you like …humpty Break aways …warm up’s unbuttoned ..it’s game time In the lime light ….back up’s …. get fronted Unclaimed freight …the weight …these cats really don’t want it Till the baggage … I travel with …test’s ya gag reflex Who’s next …I throw up on sets … Like drunk bitches in Vicky secrets And park my tree’d kicks … where your intestines end Spill ill secretions …on ya bocks pavement Fa pulling stunts … instead of ego dents Evil Caneval …jumps …will get you hammered With the pumps …in ya bumps …till trigger Triggers the Rictor … like the bass in ya trunk My rhythm hits ’em …on Melrose or dirt roads And disrespects … disorderly’s.…with my six sense My instruments …should instruct ignorance that the king’s coming Or criticize the weak construction … when my mason’s wisdom Destroys something … The 8th wonder … watching ‘em crumble … With the thirds vision … and spit it till these nukkas Get the Zig Zag Zin in ‘em
Look at you Still overstanding Supplying popular Demanding understanding Bringing drama for knot's landing Trying to get knots landing In the proper place Maybe the paper will chase Like paper chases my inspiration Free... styles... Barrier breaking It's supreme now Forever and a day Check the pace God speed With keys for the kingdom Niggaz still talking Like they in desperate need of a beating Till they barely breathing I'm rarely needing energy I'm Chicago raised Street trained Golden grain Product to pain Money maintaining In environments ever changing Find me on writer's block Making positive changes... Proping unstaged broad way play write Sign of the time Concrete line for lines Designed to cut through time...
What wit it???
~Complex with the creative content on a conquest with concepts and context as concrete as poetry ~Its real and ill when I be sitting still yet still rocking to my mental rhythme. ~Its just right when I write
no understanding just alot of empty demanding of flash card riddles i spittle riddles in heat of battle i side step rattle snakes and take chattle and break i don't need knots and king of poverty i bear that label poetry in motion the king and me don't need a bee because i'm high on sea you fall see flags but no star and bars call cops to treason and left lessons to be learn draging mad men into center of stage to burn you think your following me on eagle wings taped up in cds and slings half air force one pipes but unable to sleep at night i write truth you just fantasize about having me in your live and that just ain't wise i tell lies to keep balls jumping you free style to get jaws sucking dick riders hold on to contempt of court i just fuck come and about classic of whats the use i don't care about these scriptures because forever i can draw everlasting picture in temples of doom wit a witches broom i clean sweep you a away
not 2 mention you can't handle anything and more so see me in a ring!
8. "zin, i can't recall the last rhyme that i read from you that" In response to Reply # 0
didn't have some variation of your ' timberlands in somebody's ass'
>And park my tree’d kicks … where your intestines end
i'm not trying to analyze you or whatever but i think you just might need a teletubbie, my nig.
>Eagle talons …on spitters …no talents >Lil vicious ….thinking the victor’s spoils …cometh >Like the Yukon Mag …monthly >Do what you like …humpty >Break aways …warm up’s unbuttoned ..it’s game time >In the lime light ….back up’s …. get fronted >Unclaimed freight …the weight …these cats really don’t want >it >Till the baggage … I travel with …test’s ya gag reflex >Who’s next …I throw up on sets … >Like drunk bitches in Vicky secrets
nasty tho. you're up there, man. top five, dead or alive freestyle board 'spitters' of all time
i'm number one tho. so i don't know how much that's saying.