Hip Hop Forum

i remember back-when,rapping gave me traction
i reached the track-end, like most the black-men
who passed me that-pen, rap is now a distraction
E.G I mean-this-faction, use to be an attraction
a teaming-assassin, we were dreaming-a-slashing
for redeeming-a-passion,your now seeing-a-lashing
emceeeing-the-past-in, guaranteeing-a-last-win
i hope ur not even-asking, ur receiving-a-bashing
then we are leaving-fast-in, our deceiving-fashion
the true credent-happened, ekoms n Ian-rappin
the structures teachin-athens, I speak-in-captions
as you sleep-imagine, evil geniuses seeking-ration
got the street-cracking, even with the beat-lacking
bring the heat-back-in, like runaways I keep-packing
ekoms creep-at-em, with all them unique-patterns
the mystique-gathering, see all the weak-scattering
the peak-rap-again, that means complete-battering
i find critique-flatterin,cuz I got the technique mastered in
while trapped-in-sin-the-mics-capturing-the-strifes-rapturing
knifes-gashing-skin-his-lifes-passin-him that he fights-rappers-in

this woulda been a dope ass audio...yeah Ekoms is ummm stuck on Gears of War for the 360 so good luck getting him off...


The Power of Live WARPS ur Brain sometimes.................

I've been thinking of hooking my ps2 up.

man idk where you get off sayin your lackin in talent lately, this piece alone says everything about your talent man. kepp yuh head up and keep postin.

Nice shit..lovin those multis lol -1-

well yea. i was hooked on that fucking game.. but umm now that i practically owned everyone in it.. it got a lil boring.. still fun but w/e...i guess tom doesn't want to do the audio.. im a lazy fuck.. it was my idea to do the audio collab.. but its w/e now.. as some of u guessed.. i'm not as motivated about it n e more... it almost kinda bores me..so since this is finished.. i'm gonna just throw my unfinished verse in so theres more to this...

i'm havin these flashbacks with memories-of-inspiriation
where lyrics mattered and this energy-was-indication
but failed inventions were the end-of-me-n-innovation
where confliction erupts the enemies-n-instigation
u'll sense-the-rage-then, when the pen-n-page-bends
cuz we were men-since-age-ten when all ya friends-were-caged-in..
till my life was captured i've hidden-lots in written-thoughts
i'm sick-in-spots like heroinaddicts i'm lickin-shots...
spittin-knots from my gut that sits-n-rots in pits-n-slots
loosen ya veins like slittin-clots, i'm committin-plots of hittin-gods,
for~given answers that u get-in-nods, so im rippin-squads with litten-rods,
like Zuez im strikin-with-light, surround sound when i bring the mic-in-a-fight,
breakin boards just like-in-the-site, recitin-despite we-might-sin-tonight