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Killing It.
fagots, when i first saw you whores...
i couldn't stop staring, like i came across an opponent
cause i wanna kill you all, and i'm caught in the moment
wrongful indulgence, i sulk in my hungers for death
cause its nothing for gen, to go ahead n pump you with led
sharpen my skills, til pencil shavings come from your head
i duck in the trench, guns and a wrench in my grip
i live like im ready to die, south korean general kim
any second ill flip, skilled to bring death with a sword
ninja combat, beyond the threats of chemical war
assemble the score, do what it takes to even the odds
meditate, and sacrifice souls to complete the facade
i sleep in disguise, surrounded by the sigil of satan
holding my hand, cause we share a similar hatred
perpendicular fates -victims of nature, hunger for change
in the eyes of beauty, i left my fucking punch in her face
disgusted the race, wanna reveal the wisdom to men
but ignorance is bliss, so i expect to die miserable then
live on the edge, where life and death keep teasing me at
been fed lies my whole life, all i ever eat is the facts
devious cat, who's secret is black magical worship
i ask lucifer, to attract the fattest asses and virgins
its actually working, so make love to an angel that fell
or stick my dick in your mouth, until you strangle yourself
i've created a hell, that im completely comfortable with
stuck in the pit, convinced that all i ever wanted was this
your son is a prince, who cant wait for his fathers return
from the abyss, cause i've been through a lot and it hurts
i need your guidance and words, before i self destruct
having a hard time with sobriety, i need your help at once
my health is nuts, my guts feel like they wanna shut off
just recovered, kidneys felt like the muscle was gone
produce a rush on the song, get back to killing it now
the building is bound, to collapse before civilians get out
from philly en route, to maryland once i purchase a pack
you want a harder verse? i shoulda let CurSe on the track
fagots
-UrbanGenocide
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Re: Killing It.
Its alright, throw more multis in there.. Good flow, but go more creative..
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Re: Killing It.
not bad at all
started off real strong but i felt it faded near the end.
Multies were different which is always nice to see. structure was good, definately done this before.. flow was on point in all honesty this was a pretty decent piece.
You had some lines that were like whoa this is nice such as
disgusted the race, wanna reveal the wisdom to men
but ignorance is bliss, so i expect to die miserable then
.... like this alot real deep in my opinion
produce a rush on the song, get back to killing it now
the building is bound, to collapse before civilians get out
... this was nice as well
then you had setups like this
live on the edge, where life and death keep teasing me at
been fed lies my whole life, all i ever eat is the facts
... this throws it off a bit if you would have replace facts with crap it would have worked better in my opinion cause then it would have made more sense
if your fed lies your not eating facts at all
overall though like i said this was a decent piece keep it up wanna see more of what you got.
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Re: Killing It.
Imagination blazing and its feeling so amazing
got the mind of a crazy maniac wit his brains hanging
Nigga love to hate when they see me wit my chain blinging
Bitches hate the love in their eyes when they see their man spinning
After the hook I hit him up with a hook
and an uppercut got him shook then a jab to close the book
Hit the ground wit so much impact it makes the block rock
I'm in tip top shape to break this game called hip-hop
I'll slap gangsta rap with a mack
before i hit with a shotty while it's touching back
Call me a black cat, they way you grab bad luck
when I bust through ya path, got heads rolling like they off of plucked ducks
I tend to overreact
But I never slack, mad personalities are intact to kill the whack
I might as well fight myself because fighting you would be slaughter
and ain't no reason to leave a daughter without her father
you can't move me, don't even bother
put up a duece and address me as your Honor
or call up ya troops and get dressed to witness horror
I'm mobbing the booth ain't no rest just getting harder
I'm robbin the roof go on and test me, I'll bomb ya
fuck telling the truth you wanna flow I got cha
Untuck yelling a clip when I spit, no problem
When Syn begin melting the wind, there's no stopping
Yall spit some nice lyrics, I was just trying to keep up. Props! let me know how it Roc
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Re: Killing It.
I can dig it! I'm a fan of evil stuff so right off the bat I was into it. Some more creative rhymes and patterns would push your shit to a whole nother level