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Just 2 Ol Skool Illest Members layin it down just becuz we can.
ORANGE TEXT - KURSE
WHITE TEXT - SYMBOLIKULL

My animalistic insticts, are in-sync with my lyrical being..
You try to spit hard rhymes but appearences can be decieving.
My styles intriguing, yours bores for it's fatiguing..
People wouldn't look up to you even if i left you danglin, hangin from the ceiling asthmatically breathing.
...And your girl is leaving.
She's coming with me.
Get it?
Cummin with me!
Drunk and stumblin, mumblin bout how she wants to be my bride to be..
She's a sight to see.
My response to her? Turn-around, drop the drawers and show her another "side" of me.
I'm like "ice" to "T"...or maybe "Tai" to "Chii"..
But seperating me from Hip-Hop is like a crime to me.
We we're meant to be.
It hurts to see you cheating on me wit all of these primative wannabe's.
With their grade-school grammer and 2 step fad's..
to their tight-ass jeans and confusion in swag.
This is not Hip-Hop...this was not to be had.
Rap was never meant to have Fruity Loop productions and all that crap.
To hell with all of you leeches. You aren't Hip-Hop either.
Pop-star American-idolized heathens of ether.
You don't belong on illestlyrics...you don't fit the urban styles.
I can't stand your wannbe gangsterism followed by your soft suburban smiles.
I don't name names...I play mind games.
Hell I fry lames, just to try games.
And yessss I'll rhyme "games" with "games" just to agitate your brains.
Write a filler bar, and say "GAME" just so I can do it again!
Dare I do it just just so I can get up under your skin!?
I do it becuz I can, bitch!!!..where the hell have you been!? haha

i gotta frozen solid flow like i live on pluto,
throw punches so quik they hit like judo,
ride out for myself, im on the solo work,
got more bars then lines ona polo shirt,
u might call me the prison warden homie,
one shot let off sent to warn yuh homie,
its clear as day im darker than the night skies,
stick to the truth, cuz its harder to write lies,
a parana, a monster u oughtta not fight me,
hiphop flow that of marijuana jus light me,
its almost immediately u feel the effects,
it hurts, ghosts be ill, im to real to affect,
not an usher but bitch im movin mountains,
i got boys, yeah, but i wont lose wit out em,
seize the thrown til im crowned i wont leave u alone,
im a king i can take at least 3 on my own,
so bring it, i bring it hard, idk y u brought it up,
ill call ur bluff, did it happen the way thought it up,
im ur grave digga, screw u im the nail in ur coffin,
im the em 2 the benzino, beat u frail now u softened,
hit u wit somethin u cant heal witta band aid,
leave u hangin from my ceilin like fan blades,
ill xzibit ur face, when i putta 5th to ur dome,
im like royce da 5'9 when i get in the zone,
ride wit me like T.I. im illy like ima bank head,
what ain said, ain said, jus be lucky u ain dead,
say what i say, on any givin day and i co-sign it yo,
i dont mind it tho ill ghost u if u dont go find the flow,
this is life, get the mic, pick it up switch it to blades,
when it turns on,the longer it burns the more wicked the flames,
put u underground, now ur real and down to earth,
u sound rehearsed, its ocean rap the way i drown ur verse,
im crazed, forsaked insane, earthquake the game,
ill b-real send my homie to jump u jus to take ur chain,
chip off the old block, these violent vicious vindictive acts,
leave u like 9 o'clock, gangsta could care less who witnessed that.

With their grade-school grammer and 2 step fad's..
to their tight-ass jeans and confusion in swag.

The Truth^...

Your verse Was Alright Kurse.. Wasnt The Greatest But Wasnt Soulja Boy Either... Cool To See U Layin A Script Down..


Sym.. I Liked Your Verse.. How Short N Snappy U Just Kept The Lines... Literally They Were Short N Snapped...

im ur grave digga, screw u im the nail in ur coffin,
im the em 2 the benzino, beat u frail now u softened,
hit u wit somethin u cant heal witta band aid,
leave u hangin from my ceilin like fan blades,
ill xzibit ur face, when i putta 5th to ur dome,
im like royce da 5'9 when i get in the zone,

Liked That Part ... N Royce Is Fuckin Nuts When He Gets In The Zone Lmao..

Anyways Str8 Collab Yall..

To hell with all of you leeches. You aren't Hip-Hop either.
Pop-star American-idolized heathens of ether.
You don't belong on illestlyrics...you don't fit the urban styles.
I can't stand your wannbe gangsterism followed by your soft suburban smiles

fav kurse lines ^^^

a parana, a monster u oughtta not fight me,
hiphop flow that of marijuana jus light me,
its almost immediately u feel the effects,
it hurts, ghosts be ill, im to real to affect,

fav Sym lines ^^^

overall dope, but could be better, kurse yours had an audio feel and symbolical's had more of a text feel, there was a lot of real good rhymes in there, some fillers, which you captized on in the end, but multis, wordplay, and punches where well placed, i dug this piece it was pretty long. i give it a 8/10

nice callob guys, peace

And yessss I'll rhyme "games" with "games" just to agitate your brains.
Write a filler bar, and say "GAME" just so I can do it again!
Dare I do it just just so I can get up under your skin!?
I do it becuz I can, bitch!!!..where the hell have you been!? haha

these lines was nice from Kurse
ya verse was aiight son
not the best but hella better than most

ride wit me like T.I. im illy like ima bank head,
what ain said, ain said, jus be lucky u ain dead,
say what i say, on any givin day and i co-sign it yo,
i dont mind it tho ill ghost u if u dont go find the flow,
this is life, get the mic, pick it up switch it to blades,
when it turns on,the longer it burns the more wicked the flames,

they was real nice Sym
nice short an snappy
strong verse real rhymin

this was a good collab yo
nice verses from the both of you
hope to see more audio from both of u tho(KURSE mainly)
haha lol
keep'em comin

thanx for the feed guys

uppin

My styles intriguing, yours bores for it's fatiguing..
People wouldn't look up to you even if i left you danglin, hangin from the ceiling asthmatically breathing.


lol mr swag bars talking wreckless on the tracks and GHOST you pretty much spazzed out ur a wicked texter

i gotta frozen solid flow like i live on pluto,
throw punches so quik they hit like judo,
ride out for myself, im on the solo work,
got more bars then lines ona polo shirt,
u might call me the prison warden homie,
one shot let off sent to warn yuh homie,
its clear as day im darker than the night skies,
stick to the truth, cuz its harder to write lies,

Aint nothin wrong with Fruity Loops haha, its all I got man. I thought at first that this shit seemed a little basic compared to other pieces that I've read from the two of you, but I liked it more because it has a real old school vibe to it. Not too complex and brainy, but not dull and boring either. I like the shots Kurse took at the industry, I definitely feel you on that. Sym had some nice clean rhyme schemes and some nicely placed multies to smooth the flow out. Fav lines:

To hell with all of you leeches. You aren't Hip-Hop either.
Pop-star American-idolized heathens of ether.
You don't belong on illestlyrics...you don't fit the urban styles.
I can't stand your wannbe gangsterism followed by your soft suburban smiles.

not an usher but bitch im movin mountains,
i got boys, yeah, but i wont lose wit out em,

say what i say, on any givin day and i co-sign it yo,
i dont mind it tho ill ghost u if u dont go find the flow,
this is life, get the mic, pick it up switch it to blades,
when it turns on,the longer it burns the more wicked the flames,
put u underground, now ur real and down to earth,
u sound rehearsed, its ocean rap the way i drown ur verse,

thanx for the feed

nice drop fellas...