Force the daily ISSUE....civilpoet and ERAPHAT...peep.
Civil poet:: this is the issue, commercial dope is stepped on saturatin the purity while im surely rockin shit an gettin slept on
Eraphat:: why niggas cop a 5speed drop from pop, they step to the under world of under ground and get cut down like lawn//
Civil poet:: so i verbaly slump the buff an brawn, from dust till dawn seekin the issue in platinum breast tissue an soft silicone asses missin solid assets
Eraphat:: with a phat DN tatted on my bicept, i represent and intercept any wack shit, comen' outa of an outta bounds nigga, forced to forfit//
Civil Poet:: quitin the game before the toss up im whistlin flagrants for homonym containments forcin my boards to stick for fifty plus rounds of elbows for rebounds
Eraphat:: in the zone kicken these soci-o-lite clowns// party animal, that will get you so drunk that you knock out and i can eat you like a canibal, i'ma crazy fool, that will get verbally viscous, and with a mic beat the crap outta you//
Civil Poet:: the styles i posess will leak the rap outta you flashy glass eye liquid drainage i dont have to explain , it stays pure like columbian gold, mai tai's, and yellow spray paint on mink stoles
Eraphat:: santa claus of rap, niggas get coals// i fill up holes, like a big dick, in a virgin pussy, me verse these rookie emcee's this shit could get messy// bring the blade, like a ninja, on some acid//
Civil Poet:: blastin diamond edged samurai blades meant to injure egos fake demos degrade played patterns fully encompassed like saturn be i wrappin up loose lips like burritos
Eraphat:: if you fake, you get tied up with boyscout knots, after the laso// then sink your band wagon, like i was to pick it up and throw it off a cliff, and break on impact// more skills and less look, is what they need and what they lack//
Civil Poet:: so we gotta keep our feet on the ground to keep the realest music in tact try ya best not to relax, this is a tactical attack with spoken words from hoboken and broken throat profolactics
word, that will about do it, sum it up for yourself, peace to my man savy aka Eraphat...
peace to the real poets
peace to a select few...Grinna, XXL, Naiae, JWORDSMITH, prophetic poet...and a few i slipped off my tongue at the moment....
"death walks in silence, so make some noise for eternity."-Civil
..oh..IIIght then..coo....no prob yo..
yo, 1%er sorry to mislead you , hoboken just rhymed with broken, and i didn't know it was in nj...thanks for the info...
peace to the real poets
Yo, civil, you from hoboken, nj??
1 goes 2 both...
"...death to the ILLUMINATI...I keep hope a lie 'cuz it's over for you!"
Yes, Poet, Word.
feelin' this shit to the max.....nicely done my fellow vets.....shit was sooooooo hoooootttt. damn son...and where has ERAPHAT been lately?
CivilPoet, Once Again Blessing The Board
A Cipher With 2 Elements. Civil's Excellent Poetry, And Eraphat's Direct Hard Ish
Poetic Disciplez '2000
Nice line for linez...
No Doubt...You complement eachother...
This iS Hott...
No Doubt yall...
Keep Blazing it...
~Second City Sunz~
Nice drop, wasn't feeling it as much as XXL, but still liked it, nice format and you two bounced ish off each other well. Keep reppin.
ooooooooh shyt, I get to start off my day with a gem like this?.......damn...I was thinking of doin a joint like this, I'm loving the format and the whole scheme......not to mention the subject matter, this was the most potent sequence in my opinion,
Eraphat:: santa claus of rap, niggas get coals// i fill up holes, like a big dick, in a virgin pussy, me verse
these rookie emcee's this shit could get messy// bring the blade, like a ninja, on some acid//
Civil Poet:: blastin diamond edged samurai blades meant to injure egos fake demos degrade played
patterns fully encompassed like saturn be i wrappin up loose lips like burritos "
you two worked from each other's lines beautifully..........
shit was dope..no doubt..both of yall came tight