A 2FER!!!!!

[~Symbolikull~]

1. make a mess of lyrics


the beat hits, bass and treble, my head rockin to the instrumental,
u see this, shake n tremble, the leds shot in but not wit the pencil,
u askin, how i rhyme whole lines together wit outta trip or stumble,
its vastness, of the mind, so mine is better, my how to spit wit muscle,
book 4 u shook 1's, its on the shelf, u lames should go buy it, (take a),
look at that book son, its for your help, you ain gonna try it, (maker),
is what ur now meetin, like a grim reaper i approach witta dead creep,
1 touch ur not breathin, i am him, eager to cut throats n its been cheap,
2 much skill? technically, lyrically i jus kill myself im so ill wit words,
3 thugs fill, weaponry, physically doin drills so u gotta feel the verse,
this a basic heatin up, but jus as i start flowin the globe gets frozen,
getta matrix beatin up, n now that ur hearts goin ur soul gets stolen,
cant imagine to fathom, to dream this up, im jus thinkin this sick shit up,
hand to hand in the action, the team is up, u jus blink n u get slit up,
n we slice like ninjitsus, machetes for war im another jason ina mask,
this we like to get into, steady the force when i smother faces witta bag,
takin drags of weed, pick the pencil up n paint pics waste of talent i am not,
makin reality, twist n bend thru, such amazement, take the challenge when i drop,
n read it see if u understand it, n comprehend it, let me in ur mind state,
jus see it before u come to vanish, un-comprehensive, stepping up the crime rate,



2. murder anthem



its like i get hypnotized, so uncontrollable to my vindictive side,
talk about it, rip on mics, this is right, lyrics gotta big sickness vibe,
u comin or goin, on trax would i be considered runnin or flowin?
u lovin the motion, either way, but fakes are they frontin or showin?
im honestly the truest, no influence, of who is, i, and i am lucid,
shinin acient ruins, comin back to this, earth to evaporate ur fluids,
ur all clueless, foolish to the acts of wrath installed within,
to hollow thin, anyone who doesnt follow in, line 4 awful sins,
im drinkin bottled gin, changin my origins, like a drunk foragin,
it seems i got more to grin, eat a haters soul n im born again,
tilt it back, til its at, its wits end, now lets begin the night off,
u white? yes, u rap? mos def, u act black? idk cut the lights off,
and when u awake, if u do? cut the lights on am i white or black?
mos def fo sho im of the Caucasian color but bitch both ur eys is black!
fuckin wit me! got u sayin god damn that knife he had he "stuck it in me",
"fuck it hit deep" "what can i do" nothin bitch ur dyin suck it up n bleed,
now if u were gonna kill me, is it wrong of me to go n kill u first?
or is it worse? cuz im sick n obsurd, cut u til ur guts spill n burst!
leak on the floor, watchin in awe like i ain never seen this before,
but u know i have, as u choke n gag, i guess we ain creepin no mo?
damn this shouldnt of happened so quick tho, it was only meant as a sick joke,
but ima sicko, a skitzo, i jus go bizerk when i get close, to a unslit throat,
my head is poundin to the ora i get, its astoundin around dead bodies,
laughter witta hard on wit shivers, oops! that shouldnt of been said prolly,
oh well the secrets out, so peep this out, ima extract teeth from mouth,
see the couch? n the millimeter pouch? grab it bitch n pull the heater out,
put it to ur face, cock n load it, take the safety off n squeeze the trigga back,
this is on some saw shit, cuz ur blind folded u ain saw shit, lol go figga that!
now ur dead but it ain over yet, the best flow comes from my inner necro!
face fuck ur brains til ur necks broke, get some skully til ur eyes look like some egg yolk!
yuk, gross, sick, disgustin, awful, nasty, dirty, cuz its all done condomless,
still im on ur shit, or in it til im finished in minutes, but not b4 i fuck ur ass til its bottomless,
for some reason i put ona black sweater, before i put ur legs up like some antennas!
and then i! fist ur throat til u getta, italian neck tie, getta grip mike i cant my hands wetta,
ima let go n solve this vendetta, fuck this slut til i bust a nut all over this dead hoes face,
stuff the body full, and take it back to show case, it to everyone in rowe lake.....

[ugly]

the first verse def my favorite of the two, sumtimes I could read the flow cuz sum lines are stretched and in a few lines i caught that you put hella rythms in one line, it basically deconstructed your main rythm scheme. But After I read it over n over I undertsood and eventually decided that u had more lyrical skill than i thought at first glance. Also your lyrical content was dope and u provided new material consistantly so I cant complain over this was dope


fav lines:
1 touch ur not breathin, i am him, eager to cut throats n its been cheap,
2 much skill? technically, lyrically i jus kill myself im so ill wit words,
3 thugs fill, weaponry, physically doin drills so u gotta feel the verse,

&

yuk, gross, sick, disgustin, awful, nasty, dirty, cuz its all done condomless,
still im on ur shit, or in it til im finished in minutes, but not b4 i fuck ur ass til its bottomless,

8/10

[~Symbolikull~]

good lookin on the feed brotha

[eMCee Havic]

this was pretty dope man, i dug the swag in your text, overall this was hella dope, i liked pretty much the whole thing. definatly a skilled drop.

i give it an 8.0, keep the lyrics poppin homie