Damage... swag and flow type.. audio link included.

Dove Dozer · 04-30-2013, 07:15 PM

I wrote this a while ago (like in years ago lol) just sharing with you.

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page...&songID=482790

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Let me rhyme and ill quickly hit the nail on the head..
To keep you fuckin rappers nourished when youve barely been fed..
Im sharing this lead with anyone who steps in my path,
Forgettin my wrath will quickly rip your chest up in half.
Its like im deseased, addicted like the mice is to cheese
In spite of emcees, i gotta keep it tight with my steeze
You bitin my frees', forget it i slice the mic in ta threes
You might be likin a fee, but yo i'll be fightin for free
Using my mind, unlike motherfuckers last to class
I see blood on my knuckles, my hands wrapped in glass..
This man's past the trash, thats the level you stuck with..
I dont battle cause most likely I bet you would duck, bitch.
So get set for this rough shit, rippin the mic when at home
Or even when im not, i keep it right from the dome.
Off the hook like its a phone, without an answering machine
Beware when listening to this because im damaging the scene..

All you fake fools aint ready for when i come wreck shit..
You cant hide behind the mic from what i was blessed with..
Forget.... about the ice that you got on your neckless..
This aint about fashion, its all skill cause im wreckless..

All you rappers do is humor me.. im knockin ya grill..
This rap game aint nuthin new to me, im droppin the skills..
Leavin crowds of ladies blushin when they coppin a feel..
All you talkin so much trash, you should be stoppin to kill..
Im rockin this ill, so sick like im poppin the pills
So cold that im leavin ya whole block with the chills..
Im like a walkin paradox, cause i show that im hot..
When the best to grab the mic... y'all know that it's Pac..
This flow that i got, its liquid, emerging the surface..
Every show that i drop, im sick with serving a purpose..
And im hittin a nerve with the curses,
Disturbing the nervous..
I aint playin cause you know that ill burn you with verbs quick..
Like i work for the serpent, and now im banished to hell
They said id make it on this planet how'd i land in a cell..
But damn it, i fell and landed fuckin flat on my face..
Cause ive got nothing but this music, now that ive had me a taste..

04-30-2013, 07:15 PM	#1
Dove Dozer loose leaf bruce lee Join Date: Mar 2013 Posts: 1,077 Battle Record: 7-6 Rep Power: 1853216	Damage... swag and flow type.. audio link included. I wrote this a while ago (like in years ago lol) just sharing with you. http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page...&songID=482790 ----------- Let me rhyme and ill quickly hit the nail on the head.. To keep you fuckin rappers nourished when youve barely been fed.. Im sharing this lead with anyone who steps in my path, Forgettin my wrath will quickly rip your chest up in half. Its like im deseased, addicted like the mice is to cheese In spite of emcees, i gotta keep it tight with my steeze You bitin my frees', forget it i slice the mic in ta threes You might be likin a fee, but yo i'll be fightin for free Using my mind, unlike motherfuckers last to class I see blood on my knuckles, my hands wrapped in glass.. This man's past the trash, thats the level you stuck with.. I dont battle cause most likely I bet you would duck, bitch. So get set for this rough shit, rippin the mic when at home Or even when im not, i keep it right from the dome. Off the hook like its a phone, without an answering machine Beware when listening to this because im damaging the scene.. All you fake fools aint ready for when i come wreck shit.. You cant hide behind the mic from what i was blessed with.. Forget.... about the ice that you got on your neckless.. This aint about fashion, its all skill cause im wreckless.. All you rappers do is humor me.. im knockin ya grill.. This rap game aint nuthin new to me, im droppin the skills.. Leavin crowds of ladies blushin when they coppin a feel.. All you talkin so much trash, you should be stoppin to kill.. Im rockin this ill, so sick like im poppin the pills So cold that im leavin ya whole block with the chills.. Im like a walkin paradox, cause i show that im hot.. When the best to grab the mic... y'all know that it's Pac.. This flow that i got, its liquid, emerging the surface.. Every show that i drop, im sick with serving a purpose.. And im hittin a nerve with the curses, Disturbing the nervous.. I aint playin cause you know that ill burn you with verbs quick.. Like i work for the serpent, and now im banished to hell They said id make it on this planet how'd i land in a cell.. But damn it, i fell and landed fuckin flat on my face.. Cause ive got nothing but this music, now that ive had me a taste.. __________________ Last edited by Dove Dozer; 05-03-2013 at 11:08 PM.