Rippin and tearin through you it aint nothin
sit back and watch me take a **** on this blumpkin
Determined at heart pure to the core
After this rhyme I promise you'll be sore
Nuclear warfare corrupting your thoughts
Sit back and watch how the master was taught
My beats like a cyclone surrounding you dome
Just give it up, go on home
Spittin on this track I'm ready to kill
Hold up morpheus not the red pill
Start to brace down for this attack
6270 is back and hot on this track
Dont start now take your time
Come back at me with a valid rhyme
one mistake is your coming back too soon
***** your shits whack, ****in forget you.
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I feel like i gotta check back in...
Competition so weak I got nothin to go on
u admitted defeat when you chose to ignore me
or you defeated yourself whith the weak verse you showed me
Props to smoothtung n robbmack for keeping it in tack
n keeping back these laughable attacks
fakers talkin smack they cant back up Like yipati yap " ill do this ill kill that"
Sh*t piles of One dimensional styles man all in denial
Fu*k it dis aint worth my while -
Originally Posted by Tyler6270
don't need amenities I'm partial to necessities,
But let's see emcee, I have 6 .270 's.
I spit heavenly, and whatever, I sever beats..
Disasterfuly this is where "master" an "better" meets.
"**** on this blumpkin"? Come with a better something.
I know your in it for thrills but skills are what some bring.
In reluctance, you woke a beast from his slumbering.
I've in abundance, like lumber, been cutting lackluster "nothings"Last edited by smoothtung; 11-23-2011 at 08:30 AM.
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don't rate the wordplays? I don't need to use that, Originally Posted by smoothtung
I'll show you how I can do personals too fam.
I don't even need to bring flips either..
I'm switching styles.. you're swerving like a drinking driver.
you always message telling me my sh*t's amazing..
kindof embarrassing, I can't reciprocate it.
you've got to admit this- you're all-round kindof useless dawg.
you 'recycle' lines alright so how the f*ck'd you lose the job?
he's waste. thats tragic, he's sad still.
anyways.. black-bag him for landfill. -
Gettin red hot gotta start to find my target Originally Posted by smoothtung
Rhymes like that not gotta meet the market
Heavenly spittin is gonna meet disasterful
Aint no way your "better" than masterful
Comin back man I'm still f*ckin splurgin
Face turning red I think your allergic
Clean that **** up better get some detergent
Spreadin this flu always a constant like a tyrant
Worse than chronic feelin bubonic
Beats so fresh almost sound symphonic
Rhymes move **** acting tectonic
Smashin on you like its my breakfast
Come at me see if you can check this
For now I'm done with this diss.Last edited by Tyler6270; 11-23-2011 at 02:02 PM.
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if you're "f*ckin splurgin".. you're just drunk and jerkin'.. Originally Posted by Tyler6270
using up your mom's "detergent".
you're "masterful" at this? No.
you've mastered full-of-sh*t mode though.
put out tracks and I'll trample the flawed vinyl. I'll floor Tyler.
..stamp on his life's work like he a floor tiler. -
I have a multi personality, actuall versatility...Was established in tension.
Fabulous when pest messed with.
Focused like a compass, paraphrasing less mentioned.
Come now dawg...your hating statements ain't phasing patience,
No quotations in cadence? Ashamed of it?
F*ck feign flips.
I cartwheel, carting skill through the delusionaly ill.
"Illmatic"ally NOS type, faster than a cart wheeled down hill.
I recycle not just Recite words a lot, but pipe down. before I re-write lines id let rhymes in my head rot. -
sorry dawg I had to say it Originally Posted by smoothtung
that was playin'..
wasn't on some actual hate sh*t.
shaken? be like graffers' paint tins.
you rewrite your rhymes and you know that I rate that method,
but put in more time and make that effort till the payback's better.
think you could ever do better than my syntax?
if you're "multi personality" I'm jeckyl and hyde ying-yanged. -
This one at me? Originally Posted by smoothtung
And for SBU
Drunk and jerkin even while I'm working
Hidin in the back now mutha****in lurkin
Unleashed the beast ya cut off his leash
Take my sword outta its sheath
When it comes up I **** on your beast mode
Dont even act like the rhyme you spat flowed
Guns outta ammo, gotta let me reload.
"Click"
Guns back and ready to fire
Give it up kid you can only aspire
Greatness ain't given wont you learn
Being this good is something you earn.Last edited by Tyler6270; 11-23-2011 at 02:27 PM.
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Nah it was to Sbu, this is to you
Your dumb, numb, run for the hills.
Symphonic what? I shun them shril skills.
So far our balance is a "whole lot" to "nil"
Your so cocked if You think you dawg are so chill.
Tyler I'm wilyer - Wiser with spitfire.
Like I wrestled the devil - settled yielding skill desired.
Why do you aspire to be sick n sadistic...
When I write my pens twisted.
You get it? If you ain't with it
I'm the straight digit.
You're a midget, just a smidgeon. A tall tale spill ill-written.
Fishin for skills missin. Listen, for that distance you need assistanceLast edited by smoothtung; 11-23-2011 at 06:15 PM.
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Shrill don't even work the way you used it
Before you use a word make sure not to abuse it
Can't even speak right how you expect to diss
I shouldn't be puttin up with this low-life ****
Flow so low shouldn't even be listed
Ill-written because my rhymes come out twisted
Digit is what you be but digit aint wid it
In a world of dwarves I may be a midget
I get like this through straigt up persistance
No need for assistance Im in it for the distance
So ****in' ill I just broke your meniscus
Wanna stop? too late *****, you commenced this
Uh, uh.
Dance with the devil to get that skill you desire
Desire key word, achieved makes you a liar
A battle with a beast is what you started
Words bad just comin out straight retarded
When I spit I do it full-hearted
Spit at me, your rhymes just disregarded
Can't take the heat, get off the beat
Aint got nothing, you just got bombarded. -
Yo, I just got on this site to rule yo flows.
You *****es aint even got the talent to steal the shows.
Readin over these lyrics and my computer chip is processing just like Cyrix, homie, it's a trip.
Now look, Hieroglyphics couldn't have explained it better, he showed me what flowin is like a clean written letter.
"rap aint about bustin caps and ****in *****es, it's about fluency with rhymin enginuity."
This is my first time attempting to rhyme against others like me, and this isn't even my prime.
But a special thanks for lettin me in, I'm glad to express this rap and get it out of my skin. -
The first.
Yo, I just got on this site to rule yo flows.
You *****es aint even got the talent to steal the shows.
Readin over these lyrics and my computer chip is processing just like Cyrix, homie, it's a trip.
Now look, Hieroglyphics couldn't have explained it better, he showed me what flowin is like a clean written letter.
"rap aint about bustin caps and ****in *****es, it's about fluency with rhymin enginuity."
This is my first time attempting to rhyme against others like me, and this isn't even my prime.
But a special thanks for lettin me in, I'm glad to express this rap and get it out of my skin. -
It ain't about ****in *****es, but it's about the heart
When it come to your brain, that's where you start
If you feel it for real, and dig what it preaches
Then put it on down, it aint like we givin speeches. -
your sh*t is insipid and not worth the time spent. Originally Posted by rumorofwar1
your lyric's "Cyrix" and my style's Skynet.
you referenced "Heiro"? tight bro, it's great stuff.
but shoulda pressed 'Del', what you typed isn't 'A-plus'.
I've bolder spirit;
'Soul of Mischief',
your drop's amateur
you're not 'Casual'.
those were dope references, most won't get 'em though..
I know "heiroglyphics" like I scribed the rosetta stone..
but dropped the tablet after. My mind was battlehardened.
you can't rap you're like a bad embalmer. -
Alright.
One love jumps in , You little bitc*es are slumping when you realize I made something out of nothing
I got you girl up in my sh*t asking me why ain't we fuc*ing , Hah I gotta way to the rules , I spray mad lyrics on wanna-be rapper tools.
Mother fuc*er think you got it made , Think you got roughest and realest way to hate , Mudda ****a you ain't dope watch what the f*ck ya say
Nostik go hard , No d*ck not so smart , Any of punk f*cks think your way to rap is so hard , Come on this is da main event and I'm doing my part
Here to show these PEOPLE why everyone gotta way to label me evil , 16 bars after and *****s think I'm lethal
My sh*t shouldn't even be legal , Here's the facts that make it all believable
My raps are the pieces to the puzzle , Believe this when I say I put yo sh*t in the rubble
Yo punk f*ck welcome to your everyday struggles ,This time I left you with no rebuttle Like stylesP A gangster and gentlemen who stays all but humble
Sh*t , call me a fuc*ing soldier , Yo f*ck face I already told ya , Your bit*h ,Hah already boned-a.......... Lyrics in comparison , fuc*ing owned ya. -
"It's about the heart"? yeah I'm about to say so too.. Originally Posted by Tyler6270
It's about the heart.. and I'm about to Kano you.
but f*ck a mortal kombat,
my mind's a force beyond that.
you're back? to front? see, Tyler- it seems like ya
drops ain't hot 'till my fire 're-lyT's 'em.
you "preach", it's weak, f*ck Tyler's sermons.
split before I split you in two like Tyler DurdenLast edited by _SBU; 11-24-2011 at 12:11 PM.
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I doubt your show of lyricism. Originally Posted by Tyler6270
out of ammo? pistolwhip em.
it seems though you "reload" you've nothing to follow with.
you're ammo's pointless, mine are live hollowtips.
but f*ck weapons in rap
I'm unfettered from that.
My polysyllabic rhymes
like volleys of magic primed.
f*ck you and your minor cocky rhymer posse's violent hobbies.. try an' stop me;
I go into "beast mode" like a brief show of lycanthropy.Last edited by _SBU; 11-24-2011 at 01:52 PM.
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Listen to you kids, every other word cusses amid, now the real rappers explain their points
like a priest anoints the babies at the babtization, this ain't no legislation, this is an anarchy
don't cross my boundary or else those "hollow point" shells will turn back and make you bloody.
I'll be back later to check in on you "one love" haters.
(Hey, sick thread you guys have here) -
Originally Posted by Tyler6270
What...do you think its wise to devise lies?
Like that style might suffice...
Find time to re-write thy lame side.
Sometimes I don't quite read right,
But it seemes your aim's wide.
Find lines between wrong and right,
Raw and tight..
Aim high.
rhyme with changed mind, step up from "stained white".
This is your main fight and you didn't train right???
Insane, Ty.
Your feign tries say your game died..?
You're way too like a sore sight with more fight than "finish"
I finish un-privlaged dimished sh*ts like eslax.
Listen kid, you're best as a test with questionable (w)raps
If tested I wrap up bodies like chest padsLast edited by smoothtung; 11-24-2011 at 03:18 PM.
