Rap Attack December 2007 SUBMIT HERE

jah · #1 12-08-2007, 11:17 AM

The details:
The rap can be as short or as long as you need to express yourself to the other Big Music Board members. Try not to let you flow be whack just let go - the most important thing is that we dig it!

Entries are open from now until 31st December and you can submit multiple entries. The limit is 5 entries per person. To submit your raps just head over to the Big Music Rap Attack forum and click ‘new thread’. Be sure to enter the name of the rap in the title and put the rap in the content section.

The rules:
Keep it clean people and keep the love for your other members - no disrespectin! The rap can be as long or as short as you like, as long as its banging. you can enter multiple times but you gotta submit each entry as a new reply...

How To Submit Your Raps!
To submit your entry you just gotta reply to this thread. just Hit 'new reply', paste your Rap in then Hit Submit!

Christmas Special!
Since its christmas and all we figured we would step up our game with the prizes a bit so 1st place gets a PS3 and 2nd place gets the ipod...

capa · #2 12-13-2007, 11:00 AM

as i rise above the underground finally come to power
light turn to darkness in the twinkling of an hour
all the past all the hatas capa shall devour
rein in the years make a plague of blood showers
stomp through the earth over every being towers
the man of many wonders the man of many powers

shackled by my sentence broke free from the chains
planet revelution hypmotized by my brain
cold blooded killer on the loose from the grave
teardrops invisible but right here on my face
madman the gutta motherfucka wrong place
right here in front of you theres deadly venom sprayed
hostile enviroment where pretty boys slayed
torture under light solid darkness where they lay
who the next victim on my violent crime spree
im mad inside cause they want let me have it
sale my soul kill my spirit anything to have it
shredding all my enemys my killings come a habit

suffer from the wounds feel the pain through my stomping grounds
visit pet cemetarys just to get that inner growl
life mean death only death means life and the feeling that you got is from the double edge knife
cut wide like a surgery that went wrong from right
paralel with the last days armaegodden trife
its a war between the worlds and the battle of the lands
no chance for peace, appreciate it why you can
its a long way up but i got a better plan
lets keep the fire on earth and call it hell on earth sand
take me by the hand lets travel through the atmosphere of ultraviolet realms captivated spiritually you have been sucked in

those who hear the words of wisdom e.s.p. has found you
dont get trapped in the desert king cobras hound you
find the quickest monestary prayers all around you
make sure the walls sealed making sure they soundproof
once it seep through the poars flesh acid drown you
nothing left but bones now the chains really bound you
mind built caves only freedom from a slave
from the wrong doings counteract the way you misbehaved
1 life never thought the pain that you endure
that outlines ya mental and ya body contour
this psycho will perdict everything you fight for
ya life be at state never live without the sword

capa

_SiNiStEr_ · #3 12-13-2007, 07:51 PM

..*Iight here goes my 1st entry*..

Proportions for portors././
Law and order././
Niggas, suspect that im the suspect who suspects to burst the tech, Nuff said././
Money flippa ganja rolla, *Kingstons* very own, im Jamaican bread././
Listen rasta, i'll hit you up proper, and make sure the blood soaks your dreds././
Hit you from the chest up, expose your head././
Niggas need the stitches, doctors at the phramacy saying "I need more thread"././
Do a 360 gun rotation, and off your legs././
Other niggas wouldn't be breathing shiiiit././
Shots in your chest and your legs, along with cardiac arrest, i think im being leinent././
The underboss, black mask, black gloves he sports././
Black lining on the Lime Green porsche././
Im a slice of pizza, and your chick is the peporoni, cause she tops me off././Get It.?!?
Piff man, gang land././
A 12 year old youngin can teach you how to bang././
Hop out the whip, black lach, 2 machs././
Laid back, right on the track././
Cars in pursuit, tinted window chevy././
Ya niggas cant stop me from flowing even if you were a levey././
Talk shit, catch nots the same color as a blueberry././
Drip dripping the same color as a cherry././
You can get it, even if you fat, black, gangsta, or preppy so test me././
Im Mr.Extraordinary././
Multiple shots flurry././
Your scalpul and white shit is ready in the mourtuary././
Stop!! SiNiStEr hurry././
Always consistant with cash flow././
Got K's strapped, with 2 berettas out like Rambo././
I got clothes, i got hoes, i got doe, and even god knows././
I'm playing out the cards that i have been dealt SO././
I'm doing what im suppose ././
OH././....

--SiNiStEr--

{|Mario|} · #4 12-14-2007, 01:48 PM

Once again here is my verse.

Left out from November now for December for the rap attack/
The months are colder but more bolder is the rap attack//
’07 is almost done so ’08 has to start fresh/
Years just going by now Christmas time to make us blessed//
Been through tough times like the Midwest just have no power/
Where I am from hardly no water need a heaven shower//
But above it all God will cure all of our problems/
Midwest will have power us for water God will solve them//
We will be fine because the time that the year ends/
Christmas around the corner so I wonder how your year ends//
Hope it ends well where you dwell and keep it safe/
People just drinking eggnog while burning logs you just can’t replace//
Some spend Christmas alone so it’s sad but you are blessed/
To spend another year some have disappeared who couldn’t be blessed//
I’m no Santa Claus but for all have a wonderful Christmas/
God smiles at all so stand tall have a beautiful Christmas//

capa · #5 12-14-2007, 05:46 PM

we like a prison riot
they keep it really quite
my peoples never leave these streets and never extradited
we got these foreign wars
we got these home battles
we champions we got that back no matter where we travel
these final days unravel
its all about these pros
we takem down to gravel
get laughed at by they hoes
we like to know they fears
see what they downfalls
we number one in underground but major clown yall
the consequence is tackled
they come back later blastem
i show to shottem stuffem full a lead then phoney rascals
i try to bite the bullet
keep peace and really cool it
but they wouldnt stop they mouth they tempted me i had to pull it
im worth them 7 figures, so why i fuck wit triggers
the motivation of the house im bouncing more then tiggers
its like the fbi
they wont me down for crimes
but i dont do the dirty work i pay the rest of mine
yo defence aint good enough way to slow
manpower will devour will you prosper no
black sheep of the family i dont stop and go
full speed straight ahead dawg i lock and load
them creeps wanna sneak try to stop my doe
but i got attack plans what i reap i sowed
like a nuclear facitlity enrich the gold
showtime on the hatas see the cloud of smoke
primtime devestation when we pull up front
rock grills drop bows got kanevil stunts
im magician of ya face misplace ya fronts
reapper as evendince in a bag with blunts
9 to 5 hardwork not a pm job
allnighter street sweeper in the am fog
lights out hot beat banging capa post
long year for me out the underground im ghost
im like the mark of the beast cant buy no more them treats
gotta suffer for my tribulation eating only beats
im that work they running after when they post pone they hussle
for they smoking in they profit only weaking they muscle
im the grand strand strip of only soldiers from the taliban
ready set march i defeat them back to neverland
heat rising on me be predicted by this weather man
cold front coming and im calling for them flurrys man
blindfold the victim had an everlasting heart
but he wasnt bold enough to make that gun go spark
you see me coming but you put the car in park
got yo windows blown up and wiped yo music off the charts
definition of that number one a thorobread artist
aiming at the industry all rappers be my targets
soon or later politican running for that president
upgraded from the bars and illgeal resident

Endivisual · #6 12-15-2007, 12:16 AM

when [endi come around] pass the [heavy guns around]/
cuz if you're not protected you might [get it underground]/
another [rap attack] spittin some [stack a pack]/
pass the paper around and cause the [afta math]/
make you hop around like rabbits, kangeroos, and frogs/
being fake is a habbit-to all of you frauds/
spittin [nonsense], makin hits but you can't [launch it]/
hatas are made to hate my fuckin lyrical contents/
talkin shit on the record, in reality they're pussies/
i could just eat them up like a monster eatin cookies/
stupid rookies, they need to step their game up/
they might spit hot but they run when they put my name up/
i'm their reason to ["run away love"] they [run away cuz]/
these bitches love me, make 'em put the [guns away Blood]/
this is as simple as it [gets], no complication no [sweats]/
[bets] can be on me cuz ain't none of these fakes a [threat]/
no matter the [competition] it's all about the [mission]/
of an MC to let these people know when to[listen]/
they call themselves rappers when they can't even [show it]/
haven't you [noticed] that these bitches are fast-talkin [poets]?/
it's flashin cameras everytime i [show up]/
i'm so nasty and sick, i vomit and eat my own [throw up]/
i don't need to be a [rich dude], a [sick dude], i [spit dude]/
i bounce the club like how Janet's [tits move] and if u hate, you can suck a [dick too]/

Mash · #7 12-15-2007, 03:52 AM

Lemme explain a so called true MC these days
An ignorant monkey wearing rags with too much to say
Saying that they hard but they mind is acidic
Not even making sense when your rap flow's pathetic
Look man Im just saying what's all real and aesthetic
Almot as embarrasing as your crush finding u all naked
No I dont hate rappas, but it seems all of them are related
With too much street talk and no message all of them seem to miss the basics
Everybody's signed everybody's got a label
Like Nas said everybody rap but few flow fatal
As fro me I always bring something new to the table
All yalls is immature,short lived, and too stable
As for me my life comes in 66 parts like the Bible
So when it comes to rap Im Tom Brady uhhhhh Mr. Realiable
But enough of me lets get o the real talk
Now that Ive released how I feel Everything's messeed up
My ancestors country is messed up
Getting thier own people locked up and things just getting messed up
Whats ad is that Haiti knows its messed up
We free but its our courage thats forced to be locked up
All this hatred, most certainly would make Hitler happy
Its all ugly and disgusting as a homies hair is nappy
So as I wait for Jesus to fall out the sky
I pray everyday until the day dat I die
Give me the strength to make it in this world until I can spiritually fly

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langret · #8 12-15-2007, 08:39 AM

The Hip-Hop Prince$$ is back
So show some respect
Lil' L.A. comes to Rap Attack
I'm one and only so u can get back
I'm a rapper from a new generation
I don't need an invitation
2 come into your dream
U know what I mean
As u can see
Everybody's talkin' 'bout me
They say that I'm so good
U don't believe?come 2 my hood
Get your sunglasses 'cause Lil' L.A. shines
Get your umbrella- there's gonna be a storm of rhymes
My fans say that I'm so great
My rhymes go faster than my Escalade
Don't need nothin' else, just give me a beat
Let my rhymes take u, feel the heat
Now it's time 2 go
2night I've got a show
I'm gonna perform 4 my fans
'cause I love 'em and that's what makes sense

_SiNiStEr_ · #9 12-15-2007, 01:22 PM

..*2nd Entry For December Contest*..

Song Name: A Product Of B.M.B.

I spit morbid at best ock, mis-fourtune at rest stops././
Rap game, chokehold, scorpian death lock././
Inconspicuious, spit with emphasis././
My words paint pictures, depicted in heiroglyphics././
Egyptian scriptures, miniciple fixtures././
1600's, Ottoman Empire, my African Great Zimbabwe sisters././
SiN is ritious, lifeless, its a vice grip, planned fury excitement././
Win this type shit, crimes?!?, no grand jury indictment././
Conviction, confliction, addiction, vast visions././
Business is business, mild potitions, posistions last intermission././
In addition with precision././
There's no restrictions, head cold, verbally sick with extra symptoms././
The daggers cloaked, inspiration from Mick Jaggers throat././
Pirates whoas, sunken chest of gold, SiN is swimming for the masters boat././
My souls intertwined with ghost, words spoke for a faster hope././
With Supermans eyes for show, so, i see straight through like Caspers nose././
Interpret intermidiate skills they oversell it././
He made wrong impressions, below par skills, he was overzealous././
It's hardly super, big misconception barbie users././
Peace and equality, i have big "Dreams" like Martin Luther././
Plus the dunce wanted vex, so he gained no respect././
It was exempt, i learned my true strength once off the bench././
Lose?, Nope thats something i cant do././
He says "SiN is fake", but you never walked in my shoes././
Rap is my passion, lifes a big boiling pot of for success thats what i rhyme for././
My mind soars, its not for sport, *Haters keep Hating*, i want the world, fuk it i want more././

--SiNiStEr--

"I cant stop cause i wont stop"--Diddy--

Endivisual · #10 12-15-2007, 03:03 PM

#2

suckas copyin my shit like they can do betta/
everybody make it rain but i can make a new weatha/
it's all good in the hood got mr rogers wearin blue sweata/
flow is so ice cold, don't let the flu get ya/
bet ya i can make this whole city love me/
hatas here to hate cuz their bitch's ugly/
it's like i'm shittin money, yet i wipe it with a toilet paper-
got a girl i'll spoil her lata gotta get back to the flow exchager-
i flow dis major i flow shit greater- anybody who try me i know it's hatas-
betta watch out and betta not cry cuz my flow is danger/
everytime i spit it you witness the powerful shit/
at other shows people say "i spent an hour for this?"/
but when the smart bitches come to mine they don't regret it-
got their panties make 'em wet it i deliever message better than Fedex/
i'm dead ass, bitch don't play, me es loca/
such an excitement got your own penis poke up/
i don't need a beat to make me hot, i'll go straight acapella/
being a homo i get girls and i don't roc-a-fella/
betta have ya umbrellas cuz i'm bout to make ya cry/
watch me make bread, no, it's more like bakin pie/
like chris brown said there's never a right time to say goodbye/
that's why i can't leave the mic without payin the price/
another age means another year of success/
Endi's a hustla for goals that's why they say i'm one of the best/yes/