A unfinished collab i was gonna post with wilsonfisk.
without instrumental-blends it seems we script with monumental-pens
dentals-bend when heatseeks flip lyrics iller than mental-friends
we're hot enough to blow the spot...even if we spit accidental-phelm
gentlemen.....heatseekers are rhyme composers that spit scripts
that leave cats dead on contact and colder than polar bear shit
split shoulders-n-hips of "grass-heads" like "jonh deere motorist!"
a "solar-eclipse" wouldnt be able to block heatseek "astro-light"
even assholes with phat-flows wouldnt ask for a clash-of-might
gasp-in-fright (oh-no!)...as we explode like a capsule of dynamite
shit--"aphrodite" doesnt have the "heart" to mess with this rhyming-click
cause the alliances-quick to throw "punch"lines with "giant-fists"
rhyme scientists that are huntin' to crush-ya-snakes
we've had enough-with-fakes that write verses like puff-n-mase
so, we'll stuff-ya-face with ill lyrics until you suffocate!
then fuck-your-mate....just because your prewrittens-are-lame
rippin'-you-gays, and have you in the corner sittin-in-shame
all cause heatseeks are crazier than taxi drivers that didnt-get-paid!
"footnotes" "kickin"-ya-face, yeah..we kill with vowels and consenants
documents of atomic-scripts will indefinitly destroy continents
actually.......you couldnt see us if you were an optometrists!
the fast-lips of fisk spit faster than a masive-laxative-ass-shits
to leave herbs in the waste-basket-unmasked-and-blasted! we hold
the compassion to harrass and have "gays" "bashed-in"...
and heatseekers do this deed for free....and all the while just laughin
Herbs spurns kinds never nervous to slur- lines/
Because my internals are streamlined by carbon turbines/
I burst-spines off alert-rhymes fuckin up all anatomies/
Drastically my styles bash-a-geek off assaults-and-battery/
bastards be tryin relent-less but lose with thoughts end-less/
I bend scripts with stemmed pen grips that rock ya men sense-less/
The next quip dissin me is gonna get passed-tense like history/
I flip so many jerk-offs my damn wrists-to-me are blistery/
Pitifully, herbs be tryna stifle me with they wack noisin/
Tryna defeat me you betta off drinkin fifths of rat poison/
I smack boys-and they crew with serated blades that con-cave/
Fuck Method Man i'm the one that put the "blaze" in jon-blaze/
I rip stems, never quittin rhymes are written to shit-men/
Your flow couldnt garner perfect scores if you pissed-tens/
From end to end assholes get rammed with crammed flarin tassels/
You couldn't put ya knot past me brandishin transparent lasso's/
To smash mandibles with graphs I pull my style enacts rip-tides/
fuck with me, you'll be losin more memory than crashed zip-drive's/
My quips-fry to leave ya crew tapered with no apparent group-labor/
This flow leaves more lower depressions on ya than Decatur moon-craters/
I bruise-fakers with nexx-texx too complex for the best-stars/
Because my compound mass bounces chrome like spalding Kev-lars/
Compress-scars into ya dome with no-thought get ya dentals-popped/
Cuz tryna slow me down is like makin Godzilla drunk off one-shot/
Damn, These heatseaker cats are just to ILLLLLL!!!
peace to the few,
and fuck you to rest of this board!
Dont get me wrong im still not posting, i just didnt want to leave fisk, verse chillen in my mail box.
vvhat up fag...nice post.... im out...
ILL from both parties...
Tight Drop Seekz...
Feeling this Duo...hah
Keep Blazing IT...
~Second City Sunz~
Word, nice drop. Felt both verses, thought wilson fisk's was a little better, lot of nice wordplay. Both verses were tight though. "we're hot enough to blow the spot...even if we spit accidental-phelm" - ha.
not too damn shabby i must say for myself, i was feelin the fuck out of it...for real, it was well put together...everything rightous
peace to the real poets
"Rhyme life not words"-Civil
Yo that was the dopest collabo i've read on this board e-mail me It seems 2 me u 2 might like the horrocore like me so e-mail me at Subz11@hotmail.com and we'll discuss...feel me
anomoly......hmmmmmm....????...like that theory....? regardless....good to see some cats still read posts and not just say...ayo...shit was ill as hell...nahmean....
and yo...a.o.....actually, nevermind....one cousin
yo this is ill... to ill... call me or email me i have something to tell you... aight... but i love this post... no doubt... cats is sleepn'...
Ooohweee, this was blazin.
On the real this was mad bold.
We're not sleeping.
I don't think so (heh)....
It's just this fucking bored is so in-active right now. Alot of heads haven't been visiting lately. Oh well.
Sick scripts fellas!
polar bear shit is colder than regular shit...that's a pretty interesting theory...and how do you compress scars and who the hell gets drunk off one shot???..just wondering
out like 3 strikes
I see niggas is sleepin on 1 of the illest collabs 2 eva hit dis board... wake up duns cuz dese niggas b hott... much daps to A-O and Wilson Fisk... Ish was ill nothin left to say pure 100% illness