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 Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 1:02 am
Thats right you see the title don't question me about it, it states itself clearly, I like rhyming music, rap, err linkin park, err eminem, (dont hate) limp bizkit, in general i like to rhyme music ok, I may suck at it but you cant get better unless you practice am I correct? Of course I am! I guess you could say this is jin's personal little space, but hey anyone up for a battle or just have fun lets have a freestyle ill go for it!
#1 rule. Don't take the lyrics personally ok! Don;t need fights in here!
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 1:06 am
Ooer! But, then again... I suck at freestyling. cool
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 1:06 am
Listen this freestyle it ain't a date b***h/
Didn't anyone ever tell you your not black? you need your braids split/
So ******** they'll pay you to get a face lift/
Using the led, not a pencil, its slugs in a clip/
You just run your mouth, like you a damn cripster
thats the reason people slapped your punk a** with a parental advisory sticker/
Im havin a bad day b***h/
you just left over blade s**t/
you the reason i come back with the same needle and re open ya stitches/
get you, ill leave you in a rap injure/
im a ninja/
grab the 9 nigs put 4 in ya/
you think you an emcee/
just wanna be me/
but ill finish off your style, and lick it likes its empty/
dont temp me/
i told you tryin to beat me in this style winnin doesnt come free/
i put a kick in the back bones/
of clones/
with microphones/
double hexes/
jin dont ******** with same sexes/
look thru you pic ya flaws/
you could be say jin was the person you saw/
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 1:18 am
on highways, im highly on road rage/
be verbal enough to out rap you on stage/
shoulder missles/
i write rhymes the sting b***h they dont ******** a knife i murder bitches with icicles/
my rhymes are calculated in nano/
i could out rap anyone playin on a piano/
its been clinically proven/
jin can make ya jump out ya car while its moving/
and if you turn up dead, stuff you in the highway in the grooves/
Before the rat-race/
before monkeys had human traits/
im the one who tought cave men to tell it right to ya face/
stick you hard while my darts are ******** em flip em, ill make my lyrics eat ya squad/
I've tried threats but moved on to a promise/
I stomp s**t with or without an accomplish/
45 calibure killer/
with out an aphilla/
go show these nigs you not a gorilla/
not a marage, im crushin ya phiscilla/
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 1:31 am
jumpin me cuz of your under ratings,
were chasin you for your exceeded hating/
theres no try to escaping/
we throw you in the hole thats gapin/
this place is mine for the takin/
have these people beat you down while jin is taping/
the mood is set, jin's mind is creating/
Something so big aint no try 'scapin/
somethign so evil it comes from the inside of me/
im releasing this demon the other side you never see/
the thirst for this green so bad your dehidrating/
im so demented and so cruel/
jin starts up controversies when he holds up schools/
for ransom/
mother ******** mind is a phantom/
like a banton/
pull out a smith and wesson and shoot random people camping/
my head is empty its lit like a jack o lantern/
ill disrupt your pattern/
your runnin from me and screamin but what the ******** does it matter/
you just get me madder/
throw in cells that are battered/
no need for padding/
every female you see in jail, atleast i can say i had her/
just to reach me you need a ladder/
when you reach my height i still hear titter tatter/
while you losing you pride depression and getttin sadder/
jins bustin double albums/
while my rhymes get fatter/
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 1:41 am
I dont think your ready for what im about to do/
bring ya crew, all of em just some new dudes/
none of them can live to the standards and do the do/
i calculate nano/
my rhymes arent standard/
these are just marages/
parkin my party in random garages/
holding leaders hostage/
recruit them to my rosters/
my crew gettin bigger an the girls gettin hotter/
what the ******** you want, dont answer, cuz you get nada/
im a ghost, haunt january to december/
in a shell, murder em all, and make sure you dont remember/
im not your crew ******** needles i inject with spiked penicillin/
look to me im not hte man to be trustin/
leave you along just in the cold and rustin/
watchign ever thing pass your just ******** the planet till it spins on a broken axis/
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 3:54 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 4:05 pm
-Ill post more rhymes later-
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 4:17 pm
Watching the wheels of cars that pass
I look past to the last of the light and the long shadows it casts
A window grows and captures the eye
And cries out a yellow light as it passes me by
The memories I keep are from a time like then
I put on my paper so I could come back to them
Someday I’m hoping to close my eyes and pretend
that maybe my life can be perfect again
I am an american terror
the critical error
kidnapp ya wife and mom just to scare them
my body cast a shadow on the long streets that stretch
the peopel walk in it and never come back
I stare at my insides of made of pure evil
feel the energy im castin you on a fever
just go away i told you never come back
your not an emcee if your lines arent phat
your still on solid ground but you still be sinkin
stickin your hand out after a back stab what the ******** are you thinkin
embedded in your mind
erasing the time
and stomp your s**t with out an accomplish
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 5:12 pm
surprised surprised heart
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2004 2:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 8:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2004 2:18 pm
I can make little ones. I've never tried making big ones. I'm not all that great at poetry. I usually make little personalized ones on Gaia. 3nodding
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 9:02 pm
my first rap song for recording
Kid Rappa
song: Stomp you
You ******** faggots just wanna diss me huh?
Im holdin you up right now
im your changer
your mother ******** strangler
Yo! lets put the nail in this coffin
Im gonna stomp you ******** faggots
i dont wanna hear it just stop your bitchin
im bout to throw some boughs
im a bust ya mother ******** lip and break ya nose
i dont really wanna hurt ya feelings
mother ******** im sayin the s**t and i really mean it
this is tellin you to keep ya mouth shut
keep runnin dat som-b***h and im a ******** you up
What have nooks told you? bitches keep ya mouth shut
people like you get your jaw split and ******** up
put the nail in the coffin
we gonna bury your words in the ground
put your s**t talkin to silence no hearing the sound
we battle for like 3 rounds
you get a beat down
make you out to be the b***h whos talkin s**t now?
but to let you know bitches theres so much more
it gets to the point that i suppose
i should explode
make you implode
spontaneous combustion damage your lymph nodes
as you steady trippin
as im punchin at your chest HO!
you need a rest
im spittin bullets you need a vest
no need for the next
your death is whats best
listen to it put it back on track tho
think about it think way back in ya mind yo
when i was just a corny white boy just a shrimp
mother ******** would dump my head in a filthy sink
if i ever see your b***h a** you'll end up dead on the street
jumpin in the flesh ******** this is where we meet
but im back with a vengance
this is cold beef dont start your engines
hides your family cuz im coming after ya riches
on the inside theres a demon that churns
trying to sleep at night i just toss and i turn
these som a bitches just twist my mind
so i think on how to kill em am i just wasting my time
wasting a rhyme
is jail really worth this line
should i go for it take this world as mine
to exact my revenge
make mother ******** cringe
and when i spit fire my words just singe
and when we battle your weak just to tense
jump your punk a** give you some common sence
I'll hit you and drop you
be sure to stop you
push me to the edge the 9's'll pop you
dont turn away cuz the blind'll rob you
and i'll be the one to let you know that i dont like ya
no more hiding
you hate me? cuz i really hate you
white boy in ya nightmares, where the dreams cant escape you
you ******** faggots
just chew on a brick
if you dont like me you mother ******** can suck my d**k
cuz im takin names and asskicking
im going to jail and takin your a** with me
dont talk to me goddamnit thats blasphemy
repeated before im a rapper in high school
i cowered to preps and tried te play it cool
they push and pulled
they think they ruled
NOW! i wont hesitate to slap your a** off a stool
beat you with a tampax
give you a napkin with anthrax
beat you like 6 or 7 times and your crew like rewind that
black jack
i can fold you in 21 ways
i can fold you in like that for 21 days
im tired of being bullied but nows its changed
look now how im switching my attitude now its strange
you aint even on my level, age range, or fan ********! yo fire the beat up, show em how its done drop the nail on dem bitches)
im a equip a 9 put it to your brain
is that your chain run, leave with a blood stain
cuz theres no more yellin no more bullying me
theres no more times when i got jumped in the street
this is the day i twist it up and turn it around
hold the school up drop all dem ******** to the ground
there is no back stabbin right in the back
these ******** up kats
no tricks to tell your secrets like rats
then people tell you, you cant rap
but they just sit back and laugh
they say you white you gotta be black
thats bullshit
Ill prove you all wrong
ill show you i can do this by the lyrics in my song
cuz my lryics are hard
built like steel
i own my own life mother ******** the hype is real
look at me now kid rappa im producing records
the white man did is without any helpin
now im up to the standards producing these labels
my life has changed no more bullies im happily crazy
better know you ******** run and scream
best believe
this is a nightmare its no longer a dream
cuz im after you bullies ill repeat the scene
lets you bitches know, i dont show mercy im mean
(yo one more chorus lets cut this up, mother ******** show em hows its done bust that s**t)
B.
I juststomp you ******** faggots
i dont hear your bitchin now
i threw them boughs you know
busted your lip and broke ya nose
i really did hurt ya feeling
and bitches you know i really did mean it
i see your mouth is shut
cuz i just ******** your punk a** up
you hear that goddamnit? im a ******** you punks up ive overcome all of you bitches and haters, just keep ya mouth shut, and you aint gotta hear from me no more... mother ******** (echo 3) (ends)
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2004 9:35 am
ill post more sorry i been gone but now im back
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