Post your fav bars/verses/lines from a UK artist...

"....unleash the dogs of war just to scare cats"

"just coz he's richer dont make him a better man/
feel twice as good when everything i own is second hand/"

"I Don't Believe In These Guys, Cos I, Hunger The Truth And They Feeding Me Lies.."

"Im sittin in a bar drinkin, thinkin that Im sittin in the park, thinkin of sittin in bars drinkin"

"I keep rhymin when the cypher stops.. I live inside my own mind doin drive-bys on writers block"

"You fakes are just fags that bite me, Ive got balls so big they're attached to a chain that I drag behind me"

"I came up out the cracks of the pavement, my life is real. Despite that I ain't the type to steal, think it's very rarely right to kill n the mic is still the only weapon that I like to feel"

"I swear I wanna hear a rapper from Sri-Lanka packin a gat got from his grandma 'Shit now thats gangsta'"

"Im bout to state my mission, while you lay awake an pissin when the sviours spittin. You'll be afraid n hidden like an ashamed rape victm with AIDS Syndrome n left with babies in em"

"All I see in this World is the hate and aggression, thats why Im drowning my sorrows, in a wave of depression"

"I keep rhymin when the cypher stops.. I live inside my own mind doin drive-bys on writers block"
That's dope, who is that/what track?

Jargon

Ill Greet u with an Evil-Smile
and totally flip-da-script like a little-kid rapin a Peedofile
and Beat-ya-style with Sick-Raps
so wen u try to Hit-Back ill Laugh so Hard ill get a Six-Pack

wen im doin-my-raps
ill make u sound worse dan i did back in da days wen i used-to-be-wack

step-up and ull get Fd-up
just liek a man infront of a ragin bull dressed-up in a red-tux
well guess wot its jargon da rude-cat
ill dig a hole in da ground and fuck da world like tupac

u wanna see sick-madness
dont b shocked if i start to over act like a really shit-actress
i dont care if ya clicks-massive
ill leave u all with bruises and two-lips fatter than mic-jaggers
and grab u by both of ya arms and brutily pull u apart till ya boddy rips open like a crisp-packet
and dis-savage has eaten so manny bate mcs dat now days i shit out worms and piss-maggorts
fuck girls till my dicks-damadged and throw em down a flight a stares nine months later and expect a mis-carage
i step to Mans-like-a-wallabee start Attackin-u-horribly
and expect Back-an-apollogy expose wack rappers-and-wanna-bes
like my mum wen she cleaned my room and found my secret stash-of-ponography
raps fattest-comedity to think of ever actually-stoppin-me
ud need more balls dan da natinal-lottery

prince vallian

to me ur better off havin aids-or-a-tumor
ur gonna die-son like da name of my hoover

That's dope, who is that/what track?

Antiheros - clockwork

more later....

Im the type to snorkel in bins, a man thats smokin anyfin from rocky to them walkin trees in the Lord of the Rings

You rappers stand in place, when I finish slappin you look up and see the clouds form in the shape of a laughin face (Aaaahehehehe)

A manical shamen, with plant and animal shavings I craft black magic and practice on cavemen

We're back! With that really mean city flow, lightin up the streets like the Billie Jean video

A model citizen, tellin kids they've lost their soul n walkin blind people halfway across the road

So groundbreakin, I fell into hell, found satan pounded his face in n fed him to my alsation

Youll download this track and bump it depressed, hit me up on AIM ask for my real name number address n start becomin obssessed. Send me dozens of threats when I didnt reply to your letters in a month n no less. Then drive drunk in a mess in the night with ya wife in the trunk of ya lex cryin as you plunge to ya death

I'll have ya fuckin face strapped to a stove.. Watch ya brain matter splatter n ashes blaze as I stand laughin in smoke
Im the bastard you loathe, surprising your wife in the night and snatchin her clothes then rammin a shaft in her throat
Then kidnap her and go to an old mansion and start demandin a bold ransom of platinum and gold
Dismantle her nose and for every day you're late send a split fragment of bone attatched to a note

My mind is sickenin, Im the type of invalid to spike a bitches drink with a pint of nitro glycerin

Im celibate.. Nah Im tellin fibs I fucked the reverends bitch then confessed my sin for the helluvit
Put pressure on the pencil tip I only press it sensitive, yet the most intensive script is expressed with it
My head can spit, excellence at an executioner for upto seventy seconds after he severed it
You cant F with this. A savage castaway in an angry state banished to an everlasting fate of wrath and hate...
I'll crack ya face, take before and after pics and scan them shits on an acetate
I'll even have it framed fax it straight to every head of state who'll declare a national laughing day

Salarticus

"....unleash the dogs of war just to scare cats"


Kyza^



I’m a real diamond geezer when I’m spitting a gem plus I’m as heavy as a million Michelin men, I whistle and when I see alive chick and a friend so I can take a quick dip with out her knickers and them, I’m shifting again mans know I’m sicker than them I turn Santa into Satan with a switch of an n I wanna blow like the wind till I’m bigger than Ben to see the TF logo on your stickers and pen.


Girl you can get left concussed in the bed with cuts on your legs and a slight rush of blood to your head.

Fuck aiming to be famous, I’m aiming two flamers at Tony Blair’s face first, worst comes to worst blud I’ll kidnap his neighbours.

Klashnekoff

It's getting ugly like a midget with gap teeth, cause i'm nastier than chicken kebab meat or sittin in taxis and being sick in the back seat...

yungun

If ya met me face to face Id take a balde then Id seperate my veins so I could spray ya face wiv AIDS
N take ya brain from its holdin in that cranal place to bake it as a cajun stake to sell to your disabled dame

Grim Lock

ever scince i got in dis game ive been Dying To Drop Shit like Elvis Presly

MCs need to Swallow A Ruler and get there Shit Straight

and dats da Bottom Line like takin Cocain through ya Ass Hole

ive Come A Long Way like Bussin Nuts on Hoes From A Distance

Only ppl Shining In Da Game now is da Groupys dat Give Head

rappers r EtchaSketch dey get Shook after i Draw

i stay Strapped and Shoot like Heroin Addicts

Ya Can A Whoop Ass was well past its Sell By Date

look at u rappers actin like ya Full-Of-Your-Self
untill u fuck around wid grim and make a Fool-Of-Your-Self

I chat shit dat sounds nice dan polite People
take da piss out u and leave u lyin ina Pee-Pool

u only sell crack on records u Do Not Moove Weight
c how my crowd controll da crowd like Do Not Moove... Wait
ura Fruit Cake, gettin on my nerves like a Tooth-Ache
coz now-a-days most coward-bras r Too-Fake

but fuck it Keep-Ya-Head-Up
coz ya bitch was tellin me that u need Viagra to Keep-Ya-Head

and manny more

more comin soon

Battling me? That'll be an embarassing mistake / Like promoters who don't get the 'H' in the right place / My mic stays in close range, I travelled the lone plains / But drift on a high like cocaine

jehst

that was just one i could think of his right now

Jehst - City of Industry
But too numb to feel pity. Some broke down
Now the steel-city’s a ghost town
Snowflakes cover the ground in white carpets
Seasons of espionage as time passes. The lion-hearted
Survival of the hardest artist
My open arms embrace darkness,
Still craving carnage and infamy.
But even parasites starve on this carcass of industry

Has anyone got a link for that antiheroes song you can post please??

Chrome over redbrick, reflective:
Like a gemstone in a sesspit
Jehst gives belief to a skeptic
The truth neglected like open wounds that turn septic,
Infected by the forked toungue of a liar
Now my thoughts are the colour of fire


^more jehst.

Im celibate.. Nah Im tellin fibs I fucked the reverends bitch then confessed my sin for the helluvit
Put pressure on the pencil tip I only press it sensitive, yet the most intensive script is expressed with it
My head can spit, excellence at an executioner for upto seventy seconds after he severed it
You cant F with this. A savage castaway in an angry state banished to an everlasting fate of wrath and hate...
I'll crack ya face, take before and after pics and scan them shits on an acetate
I'll even have it framed fax it straight to every head of state who'll declare a national laughing day

Salarticus

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaap!

Fuckin hell thats sickk, ive heard him say it b4 but neva actually clocked all that, that is ill, i cant believe i neva clocked how ill dat was b4

^Can anyone up that Salarticus track?

I dont have that Antiheroes/Salar track on my computer, I have it on Promo disk cos Im special :)

Cruger may be able to sort you out if you ask him nicely though, right Cruger? Ha ha ha

This is hellskitchen, "It's getting hot in 'hurr'"
That's cause your in the club rockin a fur 'durr'

Jehst

^^Thats Poo!!!

jehst has got alot better than that

"I keep rhymin when the cypher stops.. I live inside my own mind doin drive-bys on writers block"


that, is amazing....

Then kidnap her and go to an old mansion and start demandin a bold ransom of platinum and gold
Dismantle her nose and for every day you're late send a split fragment of bone attatched to a note

FOOOOOOOOK MEEEEEE...........:eek:

*changes mind about British MC's*

Conflix-
Im not over the top, what I just wrote was a joke in the hope that I've provoked the popes vatican throat into having a stroke cos he coughed
Flowin with words thats known to be hot, my curse burnt you but froze you in shock in a coma, so drop the persona
Cos dope is a term you know that you're not, blows? Yea you're throwin a lot my optical focus is slow motion so Ive only to block

Lee Scott-
I hate fag emcees that talk shit dressin camp, paint a strong word but my tongue could bench press a tank

Overpower ya forces sever heads with a nightshield immortal gladiator suplexin you on a minefield

I'll leave ya souls damned you're up against a cold man I could make time kill itself with its own hands

A cursed vermin showin no respect, when I say "he's nice" Im talkin about myself in third person
"Lee Scott" I think aloud with a profound mind you aint miraculous you're rain dancin on cloud nine
The anti-agent, Im a legend in my own mind and the Earth is a figment of my imagination

When you spit, I feel the need to puncture holes in you you're style is so watered down even Jesus walks all over you

You're a John Doe with no friends in your class an Im bruisin you nobody likes you, they'll probly play this track at your funeral
Interludes included too, I oppose the wack you're so undimentional Im mistakin you for your photograph

I rhyme in stealth make the most ominous tyrants melt my enemies receive ten lashes with Orions belt

If Christ was born today he'd probly be a crack addict smoked out, chokin on cigar fumes, an athsmatic
Teachin bad habits see the world rot n laugh at it the brain of a mental patient with a strapped jacket

This thread = UK >>>>>>>>>>>> US..

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wtf was that supost to mean ide-ill ^

I could make time kill itself with its own hands

that line was ill, lee scott, i think noms put that up jus now too

SERIOUS JONES? SERIOUS NO!// I WAS WITH YA MOM AND SHE'S A SERIOUS HO!

simple but effective - Professor green

@ Cruger, freeposts have no general meaning. You should try it..

@ Cruger, freeposts have no general meaning. You should try it..

u kiddin me, im the freepost master, check the artist threads

Shiiiii.. Alcatraz is pretty gifted w/ freeposts.. You should battle..

"I hate when pricks think their some kinda class act
you're just narrow and full o' shit like an arse crack
narrow minded that is, you shoulda minded ya bis
leave the rhymin to the rhymers ya dicks
all these fools actin like they got suttin to spit
prolly cause they don't swallow when they're suckin a dick
don't mess with mr Nico...
cause with a pen im so deadly im as bad as Joe Pesci in Casino
Louis shoulda never let me on the beat bro
Essa get it messy like the floor at a peep show"


Yungun

Shakes, the shady type.. Quick to tell ya that compared to mine ya whole shit is baby like. I'll rap til Im fuckin eighty five, you'll rap til everyone says you're shite and ya take your life

Spilla

We kidnap rich people in their satin gowns then let em loose in the woods where we track em down with a pack of basset hounds.. This track, is how madness sounds tax ya fine wines snatch ya crowns. This is my time, gather round

Lee Scott

"Hi honey im home! Aww shit im to stoned a forgot ma name is kevin and a live alone"
- Giz A.T.H

For those that died on the 7th of July, passed tragically
and many more bein killed in Iraq as we speak
Fifty six perished, they eventually said
But in Iraq, they'll never tell us how many are dead

Lowkey

^Exactly the point I was trying to get across to some dumb girl..

That whole song from Lowkey is dope as fuck, it's hard to believe he's only 18 when you hear him speaking like that.

LOWKEY FOR 10 DOWNING STREET!

yer, he actually manges to get all his views in multys aswell, amazing

Im untouchable, and so hot, the sun could melt
Unfortunatly your a sun (son) that Michael Jackson's probably felt

Wrap you in curtains, cuz i ain't settlin for draws
Ya bars are uneven like you been writin on crackhouse walls

Who said i was back off holiday, shit i should rumble with ya
Cuz im so dope i had my suitcases checked on the plane back from Columbia

Have ya breakin ya back like potato pickers
Cuz i been in the dirt so long i probably made ya business

Ya other rapper piss me off proper mad
You rollin stacks of paper, but thats when
Ya hidin ya porno mags from ya mum and ya dad
So keep to rhymin, cuz it's hard to cope
When you against me, il be droppin ya bars
Like a bar of soap, what you got so far to show?
Like Lemar, you can drop 20 albums
But you'll still have 'time to grow'
Fuck you all, i ain't even stressin
Use chip and pin cards on you
You'd think it was a weapon
For collectin ya retirement doe


When the battle is on, and my lines are laid down
I leave enemies sweatin like peadophiles in playgrounds

whos dat???^^ u???

lol...yea lol...but i think blak twang has got some of the best quotables

I dont have that Antiheroes/Salar track on my computer, I have it on Promo disk cos Im special :)

Cruger may be able to sort you out if you ask him nicely though, right Cruger? Ha ha ha
*Asks nicely..*

lol, fair enough pal, im not with all the upload shite or whatever so add me on msn and ill set u some tunes bro, killer_cruger@msn.com

:)...

My sloooow flooow's remarrrkableee

(biggie smalls)

^Get out with that yankee crap..

lol....

I'm still Thames Knick, still the thunder brick
Still bang like pots and pans in ya kitchen sink
Still don't snitch a whip, still rent, still carry a stink
And I'm still rotton so put it in print

Any fake novice British emcee that claims he makes dollars is second rate garbage

Believe this, I write incredibly.. My mind is heavily influenced by lightning energy and psychotherapy
You wouldn't like a fight so try befriendin me.. Cos kid Im warnin you that my alter ego is as nice as ten of me

Imagne the thought of seein ya daughter screamin as I force my penis deep in her sweet floral region
Even record the scene and force repeat it til you get a sick, gory feelin by the fourth completion
Of the videotape, now you hid in your place cos the thought of sleepin with ya spawn is creepin through ya small cerebrum, til you can't take anymore, then the torture sneaks in

Im as hard as that, you can find me in a Lada van downin lager cans with banana man

My mind is shifty, I'll leave ya whole company hung from trees publicly
Cos Im backin a lynchmob, here's a rapper that spits hard and drinks on vaginal discharge

Salar

Shadow manouvres my camp attack at paratroopers smackin you rappers stupid for actin foolish

Reveal

On stage or street it wouldn't be wise to match this, Im the reason Lucozade changed their bottles to plastic, spastic
If you don't know then just act like it, try to play the hero n get buoyed off like a psychic
I spit like I was a man possessed and hand on chest, I swear I'll put a man to rest

Doc Brown Pass the Mic freestyle

Boys become men without the men around them, and when men are around they breakin in someones housin
I came up out the cracks of the pavement my life is real.. Despite that I aint the type to steal. Think it's very rarely right to kill and the mic is still the only weapon that I like to feel

I'll tell you sumthin straight from the heart: Dont let a man try an make you feel ashamed to be smart
How we gonna be embaressed of dat? Just cos a I read a few books doesn't make me an aristocrat
Im listenin out for classical tracks, gettin opinions on what it's like to try an be a man if you're black
I feel like every albums lackin a track, positive. Peace purpose progress what appened to dat?

Doc Brown

You aint tight, I'll shatter ya dream. You try to write ya rhymes in notepad but cant erase the word wack from the screen

Lee Scott

Am I a bastard or a spiteful heathen? I fight the power you struggle to fight a feelin
Hold my mic device n it'll cry for freedom.. You say hip hops dead when in fact I just checked an Im alive n breathin

Lee Scott

Shadow manouvres my camp attack at paratroopers smackin you rappers stupid for actin foolish

Reveal's sick...


"and now the hussle's digital since i learnt to use computers, i'm setting up websites to move units, that's coming soon bitch."

This aint exactly something you'd quote, but this whole verse from Jibbarish - Cannibal Island is sickness.. The rhyme schemes dodgy but he paints a pretty vivid if not slightly grim picture. Probably my favourite track of a classic album

I broke free! Now Im runnin my legs feel numb, feelin like my feet slowin down but I keep goin
Dodgin darts sharper then elephant tusks barbed wire rips me to peices but the adrenaline RUSHHHES
Blankin the pain from these sharp branches hooked in ma skin but my last chance to advance is
NOW! Lookin slim but I take it and run the blazin heats burnin ma face in the rays of the sun
But I continue.. Im tired but won't die waitin my flasks half empty Im thirsty and de-hydrated
What am I facin? I need to hideout, sweat drippin heavily off my eyebrow "Stay FOCUSSED"
Covered in blood, locusts gatherin as I approach em, collapsin with a face smothered in mud I (I)
Pick myself up and take a shortcut through the swamp but the thick weeeds makin it harder to travel as the passin of arrows surroundin me an I take a deep breath.... Duckin under water tryna beat death!
The hunt is on and my lungs are fillin with toxic waste ignorin the fact a water snake slithered across ma face
Avoidin air bubbles in some rare trouble already but Im not dyin without blood on my bare knuckles
Then I came up for air when the sound of the stormin footsteps disappeared, mission clear

Canible Island?? whats that, thats not on Immortal is it^
I Like Jibirish - Someboddys Gonna Get Hurt

Yeah track 18 it is, class tune mate...

Somebody's gonna get hurt is funny as fuck, attack of the junkies is crazy as well.. Madness

Feed you to pirhana without swimmin a barrell, BOBBY DAZZLER, I might sound like Jimmy Saville
Fix it with this biscuit and telepathy torture, paraffin snorter live energy contorter
Celebrity Stalker! Walkin on heavens crutches, EXODUS, customs, all a bunch of men touchers

^Doyen D, anybody know what the hell he's going on about?

Test me you won't breathe again.. I use the oceans as ink and trees as pens

Tommy Evans

Slapped me round the backa the head with a massive hand I jumped outta the window butt naked thru the rooftop of the taxi cab
Blaggin the woman Im handicapped and I dont carry cash then she stopped the car n she was like "You're gonna eat this granny SNATCH!"
"What?!" You heard me, "I am not worthy! besides you're reakin of piss and probly got herpes!"

Fingering the minger swinger one fing on the clit-o-ris on the ginger minge and Im the little sinna sinna
Clench my fist til the scent of piss hangs around in the air with the stench of FISH!

Jibbarish

YOU DONT WANT ARMZ WITH ME COZ

ILL TURN IT INTO A 5 YEAR WAR

THE FIRST TIME YOU SEE ME YOUR HEAD WILL BE POURING

DONT SEE YOU ON ROAD THEN ILL BRING IT TO YOUR DOOR THEN

AND THATS HOW WE GET DOWN

DUMP YOUR BODY YOULL NEVER BE FOUND

DAD GETS INVOLED ILL SMACK HIS FACE OFF

BORE UP THE JUDGE MAKE HIM CALL THE CASE OFF

JONSON EXTREME LIKE JEFF HARDY

SMASH YOUR FACE WID BACARDI

BREEZER NOW YOUR FACE IS STICKY

THATS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU WANNA ACT BITCHY

SHANK YOUR MUM IF SHE WANTS TO SOB

WE TAKE IT DEEP LIKE THE MOB

HOLD YOUR MOUTH CUZ...

Um... :(

Let me decorate the wall with your grey matter,
madman, i bang the drum with a sledgehammer,
A Billy Brimstone Headbanger,
living on the edge, hedging my bets, penning the next chapter,
another dead rapper... another head-nod-neck-snapper,
dress dapper, rock dinosaur like Mick Jagger,
Juggernaught wiplasher,
Catch a deep gash when i spit dagger,
the-slick-chatter-with-the-patter-pack-a-rap-that'll-batter-anybody-wanna-battle? nobody's-nanger,
I chuck a nunchuk atcha
punchbag a blagger who's a dumb fuck actor


- Jehst

All quotes from the song "Blah Blah" by the Green Folk aka Monster Under the Bed, Lee Scott & Spilla

Monster Under the Bed

Nictonie stabs my heart with an arrow of cupid but mary jane bandage the wound with a packet of blue slims
"Daddy dad its a stupid rapper thats useless, pickin the splinters in his fingers and hands with a toothpick"

Wonderin why my barber grunts n stares, unaware that bugs crawl from my head whenever he cuts my hair

Lee Scott

Im blowin smoke out the side of my face like kakayara, the bastard martyr, take my second toke whilst Im confessin then pass it back to father, the same one thats downing cans of lager while smacking bitches in a blackened parlour

Im more than a sinner, I eat my own organs for dinner, crack my skull and watch my vivid thoughts in the mirror

I control ya fate theres no debate when I make ya family walk atop a frozen lake as they're holdin weights

We're some cheapskates and dirty fiends, when the pigs are on their teabreaks Im takin keepsakes from murder scenes

Spilla

Im the orchestrator, of raw behaviour, welcome to my torture chamber, where you get forced to walk on razors

Fuck a finger in a pie Im known to storm the bakers, but I aint holdin gauges Im throwin broken plate bits

I hide in a haystack with a night cam watchin a homeless bomber tied to a traintrack pedning the end of his life span

sickkk tune^ but u mised out my fav line

i killed goldy locks, spiked da 3 bowls of poridge and raped the mothers bear

Only reason I missed that line out is cos people wud say "that dont rhyme" cos he rhymes beer with bear

Drunk off skunk n beer, I killed goldylocks spiked the three porridge bowls and raped the mother bear

Sick line though innit, he's gota mad delivery, he rhymes words that you wouldn't think went together

"I live in a park on a hill, so when there's no ganja for sale I can roll and smoke with the grass in the field"


Hill sale and field, he has no right rhyming those words!

"these streets come like gotham...
....but it ain't no batman and robin
more like Oi! he's a batty man, rob him" - genesis elijah

^^^Hahaha I love that line

Anyone got albums/mixtapes of these artists?

which ones tho??

Any good ones they're willing to upload?

You can download a free EP off Gen Elijah's site. I'll find it for you when I get home.

sayin u got the 'number one spot' is a 'ludacris statment'

grimlok^

Some jehst lyrics:


airborne, my thoughts shrouded by cloud form
the land ravaged in the wake of this ground war
the quintessential outlaw
eye of the storm my tears fall as a terrential downpour
the flood, your deathwish written in blood
i came in from the cold, clothes dripping with mud
gripping a club, primative as stig of the dump
swinging a punch, the bad seed pick of the bunch
i drink black rain take another swig and i'm drunk
taste venom on the tip of my tongue
my lips cold, spitting out toxins i couldn't dissolve
or withold, and never sold my soul for fools gold
so i'm still free, but too numb to feel pity, some broke down
now the still city's a ghost town
snowflakes cover the ground in white carpets
seasons of espionage as time passes, the lion-hearted
survival of the hardest artist
my open arms embrace darkness
still craving carnage and infamy
be them parasites starving this carcass of industry


Tight verse from "City of Industry"


fuck a foot in the door i'll be breaking the lock, and taking the lot
so don't get in the way of my props
i'm staying hardcore, while you're playing the popstar, "what for?"
I'm not sure, a couple of bottles wine and Calvin Klein in your sock draw
thinking you got yours, nowadays Hip-hop's a lost cause
fuck rapping i'd rather mop floors or flip burgers
than pay these hypocrites my lip service

Fuck tags, i leave my name in the crop circles

Couple of extracts from "Staircase 2 Stage"

Call me the dirty stop out, fetus on the couch
stout on my breath and a bad case of desert mouth
forever drowing my pain in the pleasant sound
of whispered words and rainfall on little ground
gaged and bound with no hope of gettin out
save the secrets and lies, im trying to settle down
but like the weather now, im unpredictable
my hates bitter but my loves unconditional
living in this digital age, these are strange days
my rage tamed, and freed on the same page
i make waves, till i wash away the refuge
god of the sea, these are the eight moons of neptune
i make moves to refuge, but dont sleep
and walk the streets, with a rose in my teeth
and a bitter sweet song in my heart
i take heavy steps, the hard headed vet climbs his own everrest
so till the very end, i wont ever rest
i serenade my angel with every breath god sends
in rememerence of lost friends
whenever my cold tent drops, i know what went on then
provokes me to focus ahead
close my eyes and get close to the dead
Im the ghost that begs to be released from limbo
between two worlds like the theif at the window

From "1979"

and finally from "monotony"

Im in the mainframe blue flame blazin fuel
I aint afraid of fools I was raised by wolves
Killer caveman painting walls
with the blood of his enemies utilising my basic tools
In an age of pagan rule
Turn the page amazing stories
Going out in a blaze of fame and glory
Flames of furious anger my form Manga
Walk with a panthers stride, eye of the tiger
Face to face a leap of faith
To complete the paper chase
Small change, slaves with more balls than brains
Ball and chain, angels that fall from grace
It s all the same, like tears in the falling rain
See her face, her voice as she calls my name
I wake up to the maze, concrete, locked in a cage
Off key jotting on a page for praise
My soul plainly displayed, in a case with my name engraved
For all to gaze and take pity, the last battle of the grey city
The last pages of history.....

"Im the ghost that begs to be released from limbo
between two worlds like the theif at the window"

word!

for me... thats the best ever rhyme from any uk artist

i prefer this one:

"The wordsmith, still lifted off the first spliff
i levitate in space let the earth drift"

sick-ness.
actually both verses from The Return of the Drifter are sick as fuck...


"i lounge in bluesy clubs with abusive thugs
useless drunks, junkies abusing drugs
and young bluds with the loosest tongues
it's too much old cats act up like they're losing touch
and get bust, summer truely stunned-
another rabbit in the headlights far too confused to run
i stay balanced like the planets with the moon and sun
i need some shoes on my feet and some food to munch
if you relate to that statement salute me once
one love, one hope, for the youth till the future comes
it comes now, i'm drunk and run down
sun up to sun down, cause life is bugged out
some doubt us, but couldn't survive without us
paraites surround us like close encounters
of the third kind, cyclops with a third eye
deep in my trees like a termite
bogart the herb till it burns bright
bur rubber on the turnpike
prey stays locked in my search light
word life....

sick verse

a decent klashnekoff line i heard t'other day:


"i spread bare love, embracing fear with a bear hug"

yer, jehst - return of the drifter is a classic album but his new stuff is rubbish

I wouldn't say rubbish, just not as good. Nowhere near as good.

Lee Scott

You need to learn how to start a verse and come in the right way, then re-write your rhyme til it sounds more like somethin that I'd say
I get drunk then fuck with ya nice day.. Knock you out then wake you up when the skies grey

For you, death is certain.. When I say YOU I mean anyone who thinks Im dissin an imaginary person <--- Sickest line I've heard in a long long time

When you said I need a wife fool I never knew that you meant my own, so Im sorry that I wrecked ya home

For you, death is certain.. When I say YOU I mean anyone who thinks Im dissin an imaginary person <--- Sickest line I've heard in a long long time

^^^^that ones ill. had that as my msn name for a bit, cant wait for the mr. wrong cd

"i'm known as the baddest of the rotton rhymers
i intertwine lines finer than cotton fibres"
ricochet from universal soldiers. that guy gets slept on

My only regret from school was not reinacting columbine
Possessed


Decided cider, mixed with the Bud would make him Weiser
The Beck seemed to Beckon him, to his day of reckoning

Doc Brown

"i'm known as the baddest of the rotton rhymers
i intertwine lines finer than cotton fibres"
ricochet from universal soldiers. that guy gets slept on

He's sick, better than Ultra.

"Now I'm part of the fam my plan's simple, spit a murderous verse and 'Rip' like Van Winkle."

His whole verse on "Undiluted" is a quotable.

Spilla

Mentally sick, I eat the contents of a bin, my bed is a ditch my only friend is a spliff
Those meddlin kids get locked in derilict fridge and mocked cos Im lettin it slip off the edge of a cliff on top of my enemies crib

He was over mine on Friday spittin some of his new verses for the Green Folk CD, it's gunna be absolutely mint as fuck, some of his verses were fire man

green folk cd?????^^^ sounds sickk, tell me more.. who exactly is in green folk btw? is it jus monster under the bed, spilla and lee scott?

Yeah just them three, I can't keep up with all the crews Spillas in tho haha. Theres Children of the Damned as well with that Flash 4Dem, he sounds pretty tight as well, he lives in Accrington only about 8 miles from me

Can't remember all the raps Spilla was spittin (we were both leathered) but I just remember this one line that made me laugh my ass off.. Shit, I can't remember it fully but the multis went on for time n ended up with Re-usable razors glued to my trainers hahaha. He's got miles better over the past year or so, the Mr. Wrong CD should be sick as fuck, Lee Scott was spittin sum ill verses when we went over the other week as well.. I'm mad as hell.. You can find me smuggling San Miguel into my padded cell. His freestyles are amazing as well

for all who loves real hiphop, I ran across this site on google

it had some dope gear, I had to have that spit your joint. check it

WWW.SPITGEAR.COM

it's wild, the gear was dope and it even had some dope emcee's also.

i thought it was pretty cool....

Yeah just them three, I can't keep up with all the crews Spillas in tho haha. Theres Children of the Damned as well with that Flash 4Dem, he sounds pretty tight as well, he lives in Accrington only about 8 miles from me

Can't remember all the raps Spilla was spittin (we were both leathered) but I just remember this one line that made me laugh my ass off.. Shit, I can't remember it fully but the multis went on for time n ended up with Re-usable razors glued to my trainers hahaha. He's got miles better over the past year or so, the Mr. Wrong CD should be sick as fuck, Lee Scott was spittin sum ill verses when we went over the other week as well.. I'm mad as hell.. You can find me smuggling San Miguel into my padded cell. His freestyles are amazing as well


lol at mad-as-hell/padded cell. sounds dope man. gd u got to met lee scott and dat. gota try and blag ur way into doin some songs with em now haha. that would b heavy. keep up the rhymin bro

Yeah man no doubt, goin Lancaster or somewhere tonight watchin Spilla n another MC think Lee n maybe Karlos will be there again, get on some cyphers n that innit. Didn't do mysell proud when we went over the other week though I was fucked out my head before we even got to Liverpool, not gunna bother drinkin til later on this time. Me n Spilla had some mad freestyle/battle sessions last week though, brrraappp

i got into my 1st battle the other day^ kinda flopped coz i was a bit nervous, instead of thinkin what to do say next i was thinkin am i doing ok, im doing shit etc. so i kept freezin inbetween lines. i got him for his tight trainers tho

"so dont give it the screw face/ only time u (w)rap tight is wen ya doin up ya shoe lace. look at them trainers JESUS ME! For fuck sake ya trainers look like they need to breath!!!"

haha that was kinda my high light of the battle but i floped coz my flow wasnt constant

Haha nice line on the trainers, I know what u mean about losing concentration by thinkin about how you're doin, just gotta keep focussed on what you're doin n blank everythin else out

Got Spilla with a nice line when we were battlin the other week..

You are the victim bitch, cos I keep green folk locked and hidden like that roswell incident

He beat me overall but first 3 minutes or summat I was canin him

First time and only time I battled was at the Chatham open mic. I did about 15 seconds then said a line about the geez looked like snoop dogg on crack and then i got an average cheer from that, then i froze for about 5 seconds and the last 25 odd seconds was poo poo. That put me off for a while.

Never battled on stage myself, battled Spilla in front of a biggish crowd in the back garden of a pub though ha ha. And once in Preston city centre as well when I'd just started, I was wack hahaha. Beat the other guy though, we been mates for years n neither of us knew the other one rapped til that night. Was meant to battle at a tourny in Manchester last October but Spilla didn't get in touch, there woulda been a few from Jump Off there as well

Some geezer from round here beat Skinnyman at the Jump Off a couple of years back. I couldn't get in back then as i was about 15/16. He said a line like "Shook him up and out spilled thousands of cans of crack n opium/ what the fuck am I doin with this white rapping ethiopian?"#

Asic i think his name was... He got ripped by an average breh down here, same month I battled. I think I got a mention as a participant on the urbanheights website. They didn't write my whole name down though, only "Chosen".

think i saw that somewhere, the one where he goes Shook him up and out spilled thousands of cans of crack n opium/ what the fuck am I doin with this white rapping ethiopian?"#

i seen skinnyman battle hes fucking shit man...apparentlly thats how he built his rap .battling. how i will never know cause hes terrible

skinnymans nang at battilin^ may not have the lyracs but his actions say it all. dont let me go jet li and give u a ras karati kick! or somethin like that lol, wen i saw it i was bussin up

skinnymans nang at battilin^ may not have the lyracs but his actions say it all. dont let me go jet li and give u a ras karati kick! or somethin like that lol, wen i saw it i was bussin up

yeah im thinking of the same battle which i thought was weaaaaaaaak

he was just saying shit like

yo ill knock you down and out with a hook...better watch you dont get a roundhouse with my foot

and the karate kick line was shit too matter of fact the full battle was crap

^in my eyes that doesnt make good battling

im not talkin about the lines tho, im talkin about his actions wen he says the lines. thats wot gets the crowd hype. i dont think hes got gd battle lyracs but hes still a class act when it comes to battilin

im not talkin about the lines tho, im talkin about his actions wen he says the lines. thats wot gets the crowd hype. i dont think hes got gd battle lyracs but hes still a class act when it comes to battilin


so if i do backflips whilst spitting lines i make a good battler????

and the crowd at the jumpoff are fucking retarded they boo unless your making jokes about someones mum

i'd b pretty impressed lol

I bring devastation to life, a schizo that spits those sick flows til brimstone rains from the skies
Im lacerating a slice outta ya throat when I sculpt the chip on my shoulder into the shape of a knife

-Possessed

speakin of possessed^ check out his crew rhyme asylem, ill as fuck

http://www.myspace.com/rhymeasylum

theres also i possessed track ere

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=312684

I was checkin out the rhyme asylum myspace last week, ill as fuck man. When Ive memorised them I'll put more quotables up here from their tunes on there, some proper ill shit

"I use asteroid belts to hold my trousers up"

Im so over the top I use thors hammer to put my shelves up

Sickness

Im dead cold like troglodytes found in blocks of ice my only regret from school is not re-enacting columbine

^^Nuvva sick Possessed line from the same tune off CA Vol 1

yer twisted posted that up earlier^

psiklones sick too

da twisted-rapper makin tornados outta liqiud-matter
slit ya writs by putting hidden-daggers in ya christmas-crackers

mystacal polterguist at open-mics predicting-thoughts
i can see into ya future coz both-my-eyes r crystall-balls

Not heard of him those lines were ill though

Con is enough foul, so raw with punches my lines jump out of the notepad and knock you the fuck out

hes the last one on Enemies Of The Faith^

"i killed time by stickin a metal sword through an hour glass"

my reflection-forms into bank-notes
i settle-scores and when the feds-r-called i tellaport into black-smoke

thats another ill 1, hes good at puttin loads of multys inbetween lines

that matrix shit at the end kills it too

ull hear him ina assassin cipher on ca 2 too

You want to see me? you'll have to raise ya game a bit
i fuck ya mind so much i learn which ways is favourite
and when i diss you i'm making sure you stay ashamed of it
i'll staple your anus lips and tape you parading it

^Dr. Syntax on some Foreign Beggars track.

What goes up^

u fags-r-light-weight like packs-a-rice-cakes

lol

Monster Under the Bed

You can call me evil, cos I adore to freefall from the tallest steeple of St. Pauls Cathedral when Im attached to forty people

There's no stopping my hatred, cos every valentines day Ive got cupid locked in my basement. I dropped in a spaceship on Mars, stabbed a shard of glass in a martian then buried his carcass in a grave on a star. My alias laughed then hopped in the aliens craft n used the laser beam to rip baker street pavement apart

that call me evil.........forty people

would be insanely dope if he didn't stretch tha "adore to freefall"... 'adore' looks like it'd be a little forced... i see hes doing tha or-_-ee-all rhyme scheme... and its still very sick... that just irked me lol

^^^He raps very weird, got a mad delivery

I live in a park on a hill, so when theres no ganja for sale I can roll and smoke with the grass in the field

^^I have no idea how he rhymes that, but he pulls it off. I'll post the link for that track, its sick

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=343943

its under new track towards the bottom