Hip Hop Hero

SiK · 02-09-2013, 09:28 PM

Wanted to go farther with this but no one wanted to collab :(....anyways didnt wanna waste what i got so check it...

Hellish demons with selfish reasons released to lurk the streets
In search of rap relics unspoken unless worded over a perfect beat
The earths in danger as a perfect stranger arrives cloaked in black
Armed with nothing more than a mic and what’s left of a broken bat
Alleyways provide cover his pride smothers any thought of weakness
Secretly trained by the Gods so he’s ready to shadow box with demons
The Hero reveals himself no shielded stealth n everything to fight for
He likes war, blood stains remain from past enemies on his mic chord
The son of death approaches, with unaffected focus he squares his feet
On sacred ground, were challengers of the past have fallen, buried deep
He draws a blade with paws of rage always noticed for his heroic actions
Throwin slashes with a sword heated and formed by the throat of dragons
Plugged into his mic jack he fights back, words alone can destroy the demons
He deploys his freedom of speech and defeats em with the voice of reason

btw I repllyd to some shit when i was supposed to collab but i dont have ne idea what it was....lemme know if u need more links

02-09-2013, 09:28 PM	#1
SiK Sergeant Slaughter Join Date: Mar 1986 Posts: 1,913 Battle Record: 13-4 Rep Power: 3648788	Hip Hop Hero Wanted to go farther with this but no one wanted to collab :(....anyways didnt wanna waste what i got so check it... Hellish demons with selfish reasons released to lurk the streets In search of rap relics unspoken unless worded over a perfect beat The earths in danger as a perfect stranger arrives cloaked in black Armed with nothing more than a mic and what’s left of a broken bat Alleyways provide cover his pride smothers any thought of weakness Secretly trained by the Gods so he’s ready to shadow box with demons The Hero reveals himself no shielded stealth n everything to fight for He likes war, blood stains remain from past enemies on his mic chord The son of death approaches, with unaffected focus he squares his feet On sacred ground, were challengers of the past have fallen, buried deep He draws a blade with paws of rage always noticed for his heroic actions Throwin slashes with a sword heated and formed by the throat of dragons Plugged into his mic jack he fights back, words alone can destroy the demons He deploys his freedom of speech and defeats em with the voice of reason btw I repllyd to some shit when i was supposed to collab but i dont have ne idea what it was....lemme know if u need more links