1) SO WHY DIDN'T YOU GO IF HUGO SAID FOR YOU TO GO
2) MAYBE COS YOU DIDNT CLICK WEN I SAY 10 LINES OF FLOW
3) SHOULD I CUT IT TO 6 COS MY FLOWS ARE LONGER THAN FRENCH STICKS
4) OR JUST 10 LINE YOU DOWN, NO BODY COMES CLOSE TO MY FIX
5) CORRECT ME, DISECT ME, DISLECT ME, OR LICK ME
6) HIT ME, I MIGHT BE THE NEXT LIKELY SIGHTLY
7) STOP LOOKING AT ME IM A STUD IN DISGUISE
8) PHOETAL COMPROMISE FROM THE START, YOUR SURPISE
9) DONT UNDERSTAND MY VERBAL ABUSE ??
10) I NOW GIVE YOU THE MIC...OR SHOULD I JUST GIVE YOU THE NOOSE?

I clicked chick, just inclined to decline
just the shit in it bout being a crime
its skant what you rant & decidedly witless
no picture in frame that i'm here to witness
i'm waiting for gems butcha golds for a fool
on closer inspection your reception is cool
like a freezer thats frozen & needs to defrost
what ever your charging, is not worth the cost
irrelevant banter, so the question it begs
are you getting lippy girl?, cook me some eggs...

irie..nice.

JOHN JR, YOU ALREADY HAD THE NOOSE
IF YOU NOT LYRICALLY INCLINED, DONT COME OUT OF THE BLUES
THE NOOSE FOR CHALLENGED, YOU PROVE WITH YOUR COMMENT
NO HATER IN ME JUST ASKING WHERE YOUR FLOWS WENT??

Oh Jon jr im back to attack
I know i do rhymes but its whatever that comes off my back
I say it, not spray it, I spit while it comes
a vision of us doing battles that runs..
flaky, im shaking, i need to wake up
my 2 lines are whack yes, you right i need to shape up
hang on a moment, let me check out the others
I battle, you battle, we battle like lovers..(bring it on...or not!?!)

Im not ready..wait for it....

stashing the bag and the joint
there's no real dealer
making the change counting on 8 foot sativa!!!

JOTUN, YO, YOHAN..IT JUST SOUNDS QUITE COMPARITIVE
8 FOOT SATIVA & IM GETTING INSENSITIVE
DIGGIN ALL DEM CATS OUT THERE
WAT YOU ON ABOUT
10 FEET OF SALIVA DRIPPING STRAIGHT FROM MY LYRICAL MOUTH
GERMS YOU WOULD SAY, IT AINT ALL THAT BAD
ITS SPRAYED WHEN I SAY ALL MY SHIT ONCE YOURE HAD.

Dam Im getting nasty, Irie i wanna feel
Not your body but the realist of herb thats for real
not even a dopey, just escape from my work
Im poetically alive...hang on doing some work...

(I'll come back on a come back stroll, ready to roll, ready to unfold & do some real flows)..
I'll keep you posted..
peace people & hey thanks for the challenge..i need it.

YO YO, LET ME CHECK IN ON THIS TWOS-DAY
YESTERDAY WAS MONDAY, TODAY BEGINS A DOOMSDAY
HIT YOU WITH A CLASSIFIED PRODUCTION
LENIENT BUT HARD N RAW
MY FANGS ARE UNBELIEVABLE, MY TONGUE BEGINS TO CLAW
IT SNAPS OUT GIVEN FABLES, LIVE CABLES THATS UNABLE
TO COME OUT FROM A DICTIONARY, BUT COME OUT FROM MY CELLIC STABLE
WHACK ATTACK, I'LL BRING IT BACK BUT TODAY I START A VERSE
DISPERSE WHATS WORSE - NOT WHAT I HAVE, SINCE I COME DIRECT AS A LYRICAL NURSE..

10 points baby!

Y should I suck your dick
if you waving it out to me but you got a clit (??)
Im sure its legit since you said to suck your dick
Confused with your gender, i know im not
i know a got a clit, some pubics but not a cock
Oooh Im gettin dirty...Lil Kim & Christina got my back
If you a challenged version, i welcome the attack...

Peace Lena...

I just add to the thread to have the last say
Wish I had the net at home so I can rip this shit up, get stoned & then play
chuck on my play on words with the hit of a knife
Dots on, spots on, I start spitting - you cry!
connect with my rhythms, phat beats from the streets
take the next level, gets higher as we speak
The next M&M, I shall melt in your mouth
Speak from my heart, my mental limits what I need to speak out
I dont hate I dont bite, I just spit on the mic...
I dont say nasty shit but just shit that I like.
I gain my respect with the tag of letter
& everyday I endeavour to get better & better..

Check it out...check it out...
How many gals y'know flow like this (x2)..
Not many...(FOR REAL) if any...

your words dont make sense
theyre like clothes on a line that dont make a suit
theyre just flapping & flying in
the wind (¿from your pants?)- & im thinking
¿why in gods name don’t you try & say
something concrete- over more than one line
but nah- youre too street ¿ey?
¿or howzabout trying to use
something like
trusty old iamb...
hold on i’m forgetting
you aint got that far yet
¿are you sitting exams now?
¿ncea 1?- ¿are you
shitting your pants?- ¿are you getting the sweats
& the cold clammy hands?
cos you know that your english
(theres proof in your lines) is
typically kiwi-
fat birdy- no flying
well maybe it rhymes- tho not
all the time- read some browning or
yeats- you need to start trying
to figure how far you can go
without 50 cent- that uncle tom nigger

or not...

// Please stop spouting bullshit on nzmusic.com

let him be...

dont even think this is a hation board & of course I let everyone be...thats the whole point of the forum..hello. I am not even dissing up on this bytch but having some creative net drama flow if you catch thy drift..Y dont you start hitting us on some rhymes..wheres the poetical flow in you?

Yo Im getting mixed up..First of all im a female not a chap
Seems to me as if messages are directed at me back to back
but it aint so Im faint i need to hit up on some styles
do it today before my mental gets kinda mild...
Hello everybody...hows it goin?
Have a peaceful yet stimulating one.
LCA.

Wow! Thanks for the correction
Am I now on an automatic detention? bad joke...
Sweet as...Sweet as can be.

you got the flow, but not with a drummer
best you seek a professional plumber
still waiting to read how much better you get
but from what I've seen, where not getting it yet
little girl blow with your head full of rants
claims shes no ho, so pulls up her pants
keep it real aha, what you talking bout willis
is your loo overflowing with the shit that you spill us
so whats your story, now that you've learnt to type
I still want the eggs, but your feeding me tripe.

stars & stripes?? whats this yankee pilf?
if your mouth is a potty, then you are the filth
is it your cage, that i hear is rattleling?
i'm not from your streets, not familiar with battling
im not here to bag you or cuss you with slander
but I'm strugglin to see or even understand ya
where is the story, you keep teasing us with
lets get to the fruit & leave out the pith
peel back the layers & get to the juice
stop spiting out pips, or shall I cut you loose...

roll over, rover

No more rhymes now I mean it!

well at least somebody got it

even if the mods did ignore my plea for some quick editing.