well.. um.. I can make tracks in Reason, I just can't put vocals to them. If anyone else has any other recording programs I can send you a track.
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well.. um.. I can make tracks in Reason, I just can't put vocals to them. If anyone else has any other recording programs I can send you a track.
i got audacity, dont really make beats but yeah
funny you say that as 50% of your lines don't even rhyme;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Peruvian Devil
the Carnival is the same god you christians worship/
through my years what i've seen it's a load of bullshit//
you pray to the skies but who the fuck will answer/
where is god when all these people are dying from cancer?//
i guess you really are stupider than i thought/
but that's what happens when you smoke yourself stupid with pot//
who said anything about hailing god
i aint about to let a preist touch my rod
haven't stepped inside a church in years
if i gave a confession it'd leave the father in tears
im on the highway to hell, if you know what i mean
smoke in a pentagram, as the heavy metal screams
summon up some demons, and summon up a storm
my rhymes sting harder then the whole damn swarm
yet at the same time they flow smooth like honey
unlike your weak rhymes, man your style is funny
so you wanna keep rhymin' like your a big shot
fucking carnivals and clowns, this isnt the big top.
so take your sideshow raps back to the three rings
and take a moment to address those beestings
This one goes out to errybooooddy, yall gon hafta step it up after dis one!!
my lines is so nice wen u recite 'em ur mouf start ta tingle
tell me y im so fly like a lloyd banks single
i aint micheal jackson butchu know whos bad
my flows so tight but yours needs a maxy pad
yall bout to be extinct after i got history in the makin
ill squeeze tha pump like im tryna get gas from a gas station
if i rolled ya lines up wit cocaine ya shit still wouldnt be dope
everytime i come up wit a lyric thses cats just jump
my bars is so hard like they been sittin out for months
im on top of my game but i aint standin on a monoloy box
u *****s cant see me yur all washed up like a pair of dirty socks
*****s could get stepped on like a pair of compfy flip-flops
your flow is shitty like u was writin ya rhymes in the porta potty
n maybe yall should juss stick to smokin weed cuz yall lines is sloppy
im flossin like a dentist erryday...look but dont touch
man yall couldnt fade the kid if u gave me a f'n haircut
so as i rip off the head of each challenger n toss it over there
i take a moment to look and notice that ur blood is the only flow here....
get at me, im keystylin allday everyday.
to ghosty... obviously
i'm not a clown, never been to the big top/
and as Gordy said, you think you a big shot?//
how the fuck you gonna rhyme when you listen to techno/
i checked the myspace, turned that shit off in a sec though//
like most on the forum all you do is hate/
you can't back it up, nor say it to my face/
life is too short, aswell as unexplained/
just take a second to shut the fuck up and drop the haterade//
well i'm bored and hungry.. later
Guess dont nobody want keystyle beef wit tha swagger, yall must be all veggetarians...
yall would think i was doin atopsy's the way im always touching dead presidents faces, u can juss call me the lyrical real estate agent how i put *****s in they places, n aint nuthin changed im still slumped back n the whip smokin on different types of hazes
i make scratch n ya girl always callin me richy, yall posers couldnt make scratch if u was itchy, n i tend to murder cats in a booth like itchy n scratchy
ill pull out 3 k's outta nowhere like i was lil scrappy, n yall ryhmes r crappy
youd think i was snortin steroids how ur lines always come up weaker
my ryhmes knock u out like u juss experienced a stone cold sleeper
yall cant handle my punches, youd hafta shake my hand to do it
juggalo k00kie couldnt be hard on a mic if he made rock music
its no suprise that i got this battle wrapped up like a roll of pennys
yo rhymes could get re-worded n fried, but they still over easy like an egg outta dennies....get at tha kid
still no challengers??....disappointing...
its time for u too take a rest
for the best is gonna be reppin the set
we be drinkin the 40's and smokin the best
u aint got the money or the fame
because all you are is tame
im considered crazy/ insane
u carried the torch for awhile but this aint a parade
i may not rap the best but this aint a one man nwa
As soon as I finish one they make a battle rap 2
so ima tell it to you from a birds eye view
youll never escape the truth
and thats just a fact
so step outta the booth
Im here to take it back
all I needs a little weed
and Im droppin a bomb track
So better go get to writin'
your lryics then go recite 'em
tighten em up good
and come back when you think you should