Rifle Excitement

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“RIFLE EXCITEMENT”

#8 Thematic, Raddest, Baddest

The day I found the gun I held it in my hand

gripped so tight till my fingers lost their tan  

held it kept it close carried it upon my shoulders, nestled in between my breasts, I was a fan like a teen with a beiber poster

never wanna let it go even when I showed the bros

Next to me when i ate, buckled up on the interstate
when at night I lay to sleep still my heat be within reach
heavy weigh the instantaneous spray as a
 Hurst after bullets taken your breath we be shooting the shit but got my guard my metal arm and fist, plus its barrel so clean like tweet tweet marathoner take the streets, triggers say skeet skeet lead shower do excrete  ,

my side kick prosthetic limb my piece protects and also 

 so my arms forever free and at peace ... and at piece, yeah it was the piece

My rifle super righteous mightier than Titans Triton longer than a city pipe this piece so heavy it's

 

Peanuts Warm Up

Listen to Peanuts (warm-ups) on SoundCloud 

PEANUTS (warm-ups)

When Charlie Brown’s crowd heard about my fine crown, It was like Oh brother? Good friend, where art thou? And soon followed the sound of my funk like wha what For when the Peanuts came to be snoop was just a song/dog to me, good grief a sweat splash, n a lie and zigzag a fashion sense.

when the pee wee team practiced all the cats planned their attack on the pup but the bird was the word, at least to lucy and chuck; But when the wha wha was felt in my bones and hearts, guilt, I took shelter in the box tales n knelt nightly in prayer for who the next heiwould be from and where?  

When word of my swerve fell upon the nut-herd, this kid with the blues and a blanket was so frightened he was like wha wha and jumped under that thing so he could hide – Cause my style’s so funky, when it hit the crowd it was madness, man, that tattered thing levitated UP n –he-rode it out, Most the crew dispursed, from the advice of his sister Luce, she saw the whirl inside her cup of beef stew and knew it was I who was passing through, Sally began the beef, passed the flyer out on the street, Ms Peppermint turned to Charlie Brown and Rerun and the rest took to the moundtains,

in the grounds all over town, to the sandlot and to theyr houses, The kiddies got jitters when they red the paper’s scribbles, cause my curls gave them all creeps as they wrapped their fingers around the sheet, Franklin was like PEACE and Sprang away on a shiny key, He saw the colors and the bubbles from the get-go, this foam just ain’t tight enough to play on our field yo

Pig Pen was the first to recognize that my curve-ball was meaner than a lead shower than a bird flick and than a board of water banning the kid from school so he just sat nut to butt with his old man watching his stank circulating around his brain get wack fast as His rocks and smacked him in the face, dust and gravel bits which was rumbling on the street, He looked like beat feet when he really couldn’t hardly even breath,  but he heard the boom boom made a chatter between his teeth

When Shroeder read the stats of my super 8-track, he stood up n tried to tap himself into his inner jazz-man, his style was kinda fuzzy but he jammed upon his funny bone for his ol’ grand piano was junky, He may have looked dumb but it left the kid wailing, straight flailing his arms. nose getting kinda runny, the beating of his feet let the whole town know something was bubblin’, 

WHen word of my swerve fell upon the nut herd,this kid with the blues and a blanket was so frightened he was like wha wha wha and jumped under that thing so he could hide. 

My styles so funky when it hit the crowd, it was madness, man, all the sunday funnies cries were heard throughout the land,

 Patty cake hid inside snoops kitch en lil wood stock well he hollared from the top, he tweeted about the hazards that were coming from my knock, The woird weet weet was learned by the lines of A1PB, that tall yella one with dooohg said WHULL i better get to practice but his chick said Nah, last weeks papes ex-invited the royal highness, she won't be showin up, but Lucy could see it n even hear it whirl inside  her cup,

the air started swirling so pig pen was cool at first the dust came up the gravel made the kids go what the fuck, soon the kid was blind we smelled him double triple time, cause he couldn't get out from the sand lot di-amond tri-angle, Dust balls like bukkakke swung hit him in his balls n cock and he fell down, got covered in the soot and like she said the BIZNOTCH wouln't take no second look, for when a junkie kid 'd hit it and cash out she'd be livid, she'd get rid of the evidence, stick you knee deep in the soot schroder watch from the window but best beleive he was locked lost in thought, he tapped his foot inside an itchy sock, cause that blondie kid was all about the jazz the black and white thats red all over the week old ivorie keys from which came out his measures creep... He looked at the time said Sunday's ALLL MINE so the looming wrath, the masked nasty FAST raps of Princess Biznotch won't ever ever last she may drop she may flow but she'll never step on the pee=wees toes for whatever news she bring ain't nothing its all the same just a sannce a sense a deathly verbulating mess, a hip, nah, a hop upon and off her granite rock, underground TALK about the D, the 3 and the mmTTTSCHOCK

this kid Schoeder lined em up and tappen em on their little butts for he had practices on his tusks, his grand oversized ivory and blacks plus his back handed cupped slam that rammed upon his pee wee clan and piano for months, he told em tap their toes but all the funnies simply froze cause they got hit with a master pro who knew about the biznotch flow, This blond headed funky man told the crew to flex their calfs and hands for they have to prepare to dance cause he knoew about the jazz and wanted it back but princess b was s classic rapper n tap dancer, the stats read cats for last vist that she had, man on the mic said BAM! Batta-up time to show the crowd your stuff, either Grand Master Flash or Franklin with his Af-ro stickaa  Out of all the tee ball batters this kid surly had the most talen

When word of my swerve fell upon the nut-herd, Cause my styles so funky when it hit 'em it was madness man, all the sunday Funnies cries were heard throughout the land. When they read the papers scribbles the comic strip kid all got jitters, so they spread the skinny about the Biz as they bit their lips, scared shitless.

Charlie Brown tried to stand his ground so he waited on his pitchers mound, but when my epic sound hit town he was nowhere to be found.

The first to sense my incoming finesse was this dirty kid pigpen cause he noticed something different about the dust ball swirling around his head, the static from my knack and pizzazz was looming up from overhead so it started spinning so damn fast til you couldn't see the poor little man

This bitch Luce who had a booth tried to sooth the pee wee crew, cause they lined up asking wha wha wha she thought that they should do. The chick was broke and had a beef with anyone not from her street so she advised all the guys to practice funk and jazz and rhyme so they could battle when I arrived. no one knew the wiser so they paid the girl in dimes.

This chick Peppermint Patty hid inside Snoops coop to do some rapping, but Woodstock well he hollered from the top so snoop came back and kicked her out on her butt, cause she was a bratty boss and he was a catty dog, so the tomboy joined the troop who were cooped in a classroom. Marcie put on her glasses and said "Sir, welcome to the crew"

This kid from a different school Franklin's ancestral lineage had some zing cause he had dark brown skin so everybody turned to him to see what he could bring to the table 'n he said something about the Tower of Babel cause in his pocket was a bible so they all prayed for awhile but the fuss from all my gusto made his Afro blow up double so they shut the book fast and got back to planning their attack.

When Shroeder read the stats of my super phat 8 track he tried to tap himself into an inner jazz.man so he sat at his ivory and blacks and practiced till every finger tip was calloused out of all the tee ball batters this kid sure had the most talent,  but the challenge of the upcoming battle Still Wreaked havoc on the graphics so the team took advantage of the kids whose ancestral  lineage had something in it that made it most black ass who's skin with blackest  

Olive Food So Much - A Rhyme With Friend Melissa

Olive food so much

My bean stalks be raisin up

Yo gurtrude! Throw a quarter on the scale

Ill take every flavor you sell

You see I ache for nutrients

I lose my vibe without my fiber

Which certainly does not promote my health or my style

My flavanoids are overjoyed whenever I indulge 

My recipes light the dull with secrets to fight the bulge

Lettuce drink to health and spice and serving meals with laughter

Pass the ginger, never miss the morning breakfast specials

Born outta the oven, my meals reflect my craft skills

Im like a scientist concocting ratios for real 

creating pears and apples 

cooking crap together till its a meal

Not I know you gotta lunch box,

so open it up and share, i heard you mom hooks it up

ain't no crust because she cares

Peanuts

PEANUTS  

"Swazee"

When word of my swerve fell upon the nut herd… this kid got the blues in a blanket cause he was frightened he was like wha wha wha  And jumped under that thing so he could hide. 

Cuz my style is so funky, when it hit them it was madness man! All the Sunday funny's cries were heard throughout the land. 

The comic strip kids all got the jitters and they bit their bottom lips scared shitless when they heard about the princess BIZ.

  The first to sense my incoming finesse was that kid who they all call pig pen. Cause the static from my wackness made the dust and gravel rise like ashes, smacked the kid upon his ass and turned his skin like so damn black no matter how hard you try you couldn't see the poor little man.

 Charlie Brown tried to stand his ground so he waited upon his pitcher's mound But when my epic sound hit town, he was nowhere to be found. 

This chick Luce had a booth and she tried to soothe the peewee crew cause  They lined up like wha wha wha she thought they all should do. She was broke and had a beef with anybody not from her street, so she advised the guys to practice jazz and funk and rhyme so they could battle me when I arrived. No one knew the wiser so they paid the girl in dimes.

 Peppermint Patty and Sally hid inside of snoop's co-op to do some rapping,  And Woodstock he hollered from the top, calling out to all the birdies who be in his flock. 

Snoop came back with ammo stacked cuz it's cause he had heard about my act from the cat who lived next door, so they both warmed up their roars, but of course they all fell short, cause they're soft and I'm hardcore.

When Schroeder read the stats about my super phat 8-track, he tried to tap himself into his inner jazz-man. So he sat at his ivory and blacks and practiced till every fingertip was calloused, out of all the tee-ball batters, this kid surely had the most talent.

But still the challenge, reeked havoc on the graphics, but they did have one advantage.  His name was Franklin, and he had that dark brown skin, which mean he had some zing in his ancestral lineage. So they all turned to him to see what he could bring to the table, and he said something about the tower of babel.

So they all grabbed their bibles, tryin' to understand this child, and they read of what transpired when the people's pride was piled too high... when God said quit collabbin', I'm a mix you up like 

Grammar Day In Effect

 GRAMMAR DAY IN AFFECT

Gotta know your grammar if you wanna write a stantza

Apostrophes please, when you're showing whose it beez

Or stick it in like a key where letters used to be

Its accentuating so we read the in the voice narrating

So Tell me which goes where and when

Well the rule has always been

If casting spells the H is dropped, cause witches got their lessons taught

Not from books but from warlocks, so they’re left out Heavens lock,

But the other spelling is not a curse, the H is replaced

This time to indicate that another option were the case

Choosing which is best, be a witch like from the westalso easter,

Its isn't math so grab your pen, learn these rules, i know you can,

Now lets explore deeper now: bout the colon

well its kreeps in after sentence incompletion

Fore what follows these two dots are more than happy faces thoughts

what belongs there, after all, a list or an assist

Like if a question were implied, a colon says: Get this!

A reply if the predicate clause left paws,

Not a comma, that be another grammar law,

Apostrophe on top but fallen down, a breathing spot,

Sure the comma's full of drama I cant wait to tell you bout iut

Because you kids might've forgot, we'll put back one of the dots

Grammar takes two eyes to see this semi-colon and where its tucked

To keep your sentences safe from a running on

The semi-colon breaks it up, Now 2 parts can get it done,

Suppose the first clause forgot its bra and needed support

The second clause then will need no direct object to sport,

First clause is the cause, the Second clause states effect,

To keep your readers right on track, the semi-colon must erect

You think that grammar is complex, but really its the thoughts expressed,

Even With a lexicon you're nothing much without syntax,,

If emphasis cannot be fed your readers starving for  some sense

carve some class out of your pen with proper grammar, friends

If you made the punch and got a full sentence construct,

Don't just stop abrupt without punctuation stuff, punk

My hunch is that u need a dot, or period, as such,

That’s for the regular ones, many are not

But if the sound is extra loud, an exclamation point bound

When three dots end it off, an ellipse is what you got…

Now your dont have to even finish what you though

Uncertainty is sure to be a lot of what you got

Rouunded sign above a dot, a question marks the spot

Ask a reader, hit me back, reflect upon a thought,

without this mark your readers won't know who what where when or how it was you sought

Ask me how to spell? cause Words sounds dont always tell

Puzzled by two ways trouble three can make you crumble down

Grammar cookin' in the pot got the rules u need in stock

Join the huddle listen up and learn whatever you forgotr

Who dat in the kitchen? NAH its with WHOM am I speaking?

He or she, both need to eat but whomever will do the dishes?

The former or the latter? Well you thought it didn't matter,

I don't wanna repeat so i stick these dummies in for each

Referencing the nouns and replacing them with freaky sounds

Former always first and the ladder afterwards,

Not another curse, just a lesson in order here at Grammar school.

Detroit Lines

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“Detroit Lines”

#17 Thematic, Raddest, Baddest

Wack MC's talking about they want to breed as there scratching off there fleas deep in the Detroit era circa 99 about a decade after America's worst crime y2k make it 3 hate hate when the train came late all the city came to hate Henry Ford first worst mistake when the jeeps Lex coups beamers all got bent out of shape Motown came down with a rattle and a shake each screech heard deep beneath each one of the great lakes, left rubble so deep and greasy the lakes wouldn't even freeze , every other street got sheets of metal hidden in the streets, shrapnel hit the x upon the head with more than lead, my generation metal heads got rings around our necks and legs acrobatic

Fit The Mold

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“FIT THE MOLD”

#13 Thus Spake Ill

 

You think im out my zone cause i dont really fit your mold
but I'm a surrly fully loaded goioly bout to give it to ya folks bout to blow ya mind foes can't touch me with a ten foot pole
cause while some got dough and chains, biznotch got game and funk and soul
I go left and rightly so, I squiggle round and curve to and fro
I serve a slew of rhymes with style with a side of guess and know,
I mix in mental tricks try to sicken up your dome
trap you quick The shit i spits so toxic
I make Members of the audience need doctor visits
used to riot used to fight it but my synapses are shy
so no longer can they frolick, theyre too slow to really rock it
still i roll but all my fiest got heisted during the electroshock
they had to cut my memory in half so they could block
about a dozen trains of thoughts and then they locked me up
They said my rhymes were wack; I told them I couldn't stop in fact
They fed me melodies and lies in hopes of remedies
still i dreamed of killer beats so I could could nod my head in peace
What I spit was listerine cause post-lobotomy, im clean
my rhymes dont blow, they suck and few heads can handle me
First off princess on her throne, can't walk the walk
Biznotch kinda hood so ya'll just wanna mock
Last up, just Me, Amanda, the diseased
My daddy calls me B I'm a bitch plain and simply
I'm a master at sporatic rhyme flows on paper sheets
but i choke in every battle like im hanging from a tree
cause my weaponry consists of nothing but a dream
that end of life release craved by suicidal minds
like my sister rest in peace she died in blue and 2 feet high
I push the noose to enemies like vacuum sales peeps on the streets
protect ya neck is what i preach but the scenes put you to sleep
I got heaps of heebie jeebies but my violent side's weak
I try to keep my crudest muses and my evil omens quiet
But Locked up like fort knox I got an arsenal of shocks
The sermons slowly leak like mycelium does from beneath
Blood guts grime crime wreak hell as they creap
I got Sermons slowing seeping parasitic attitudes
Omens knock me over Ring of deadly  Fueds Knock knock heres a clue OMENs
Poison all your livestock fill all the tombs to the top
Plague you dome and stop your heart with evil rotton plots
but alas I'm just a fast talking wannabe obscene
Part of me wanna shine some light on but I refuse to quit the dream
I'd rather blind your eyes cause I just ain't got no need for being scene
Here here this royal highness deem 2 ears and a mic all she need
My fists be clenching ink but I'd drop you drown the kitchen sink
cause once my pipes done got you gripped its up to me where they get linked
Ill take you places you didn't think a pretty girl like me would wander
I get kinky with my ponders but my verbiage dark and somber
you'd be finder of my flows if I could just direct them yonder
cause my frontinb' downright daunting, damn,  my stubborn cunt's sure just me jammed
cause I clam up and block my Hauck, Keeping PG
 has been my plan,
Like an angel, man, i've tried, but straight up truth ought be provided

 

Mr. Mic

Listen To Mr. Mic on Soundcloud

(Sage Francis - Giants and Midgets)

 MR MIC

so you're the king everybody's sinning in, my holy god sent me here so I can start my sirening,

oh my captain, lets begin, its princess biznotch at your whim,

hope you are listening cause i'mMR MIC

so you're the king everybody's sinning in, my holy god sent me here so I can start my sirening,

oh my captain, lets begin, its princess biznotch at your whim,

hope you are listening cause i'm about to plug it in

long time been loving you, tuggin on your string,

but now i finally get to hug you, oh you trebled little thing

I've been lugging around this jugular, Trying to get a gig,

But My guts all in a bunch I'm buggin' - Never even touched ya

Might my metallic Majesty be just a malice? A fallacy, a foe, NOT friendly  

instead of a friendly mass-stalk of talent ? 

a crowd reaching tramplifier mass providing for improvisers, 

like a twerp down to reblurt whoever happens to give a chirp

No matter whos first or who curses in they verse - you the hurst, you make it worse

You're the shock for cheap talks volume power poppin' up blows n puffs,

You invade n cross fade you're just nuts and a bolt staken claims out your dome maign

oh mr microphone youse is such a ho, you be getting off any type a dude who get ahold of ya,

Wanna flow in ya, wanna get to know ya,

What like every dude wanna throw you up upon the pole,

Need a witness, so they wanna get you front seat tickets to they show,

Tappin' on your foam, blowing in ya, Seein' if ya home

Any vibe wave or hey provided you amply amplify

You don't deny, you be the life, the vine, the ups, the spine, the wire winding-round-the chime

The pressure's own main disguise, cry riser, riot inciter, triflin' enticing sheisty vice-synthesizer

You get feisty, get mighty tight with lies, truths, despite whats right

No matter who got an invite You'll hike up any sound bite,

You upsize mice squeaks and subwoof buzzing bees,

Cause fright with feed back static and max out frequencies

You can please or get queasy any kid in your vicinity,

You're a sleezy piece of treason cause you tease up breathing beasts and sneezes,

You deem anything that hits your screen good enough to re-leak,

You just get dropped down in or get locked in fists n grips of emcees n tossed between

Crews cause you just the prop while shout-outs and what's up's

Property of who be trying to rock you in the spot

You reek of vocal boxed peeking notes and harping hearts

Bleeding pleases, Unmumbling shouts from out of mouths

Whichever organism's strings wanna sing you just the thing

Whoever brings ahem to hem or bit of phlem

Whatever stutter wanna flutter by your stand, you the eye-glass

Magnifier, catalyzer, the moth-to-flame-the fire,

The inquirerer's ignant mouths and copy cat repliers,

You're the wire-tappin' the toes bystanders kinda guy,

Jamming electrodes in their holes, whatever load a bro drop upon you,

You in mode, like a strobe light you ignite n explode as you are told,

You're the public dunce, stooge of the fuss, silent-shunning lung laming

Servant of mouths too dried out to intoxicate without some aide to recitate

Fables get laid in your grate, messy confessions get blasted by your team-mates

Youre a nasty actor's instrumental tool of ultra-urgent chatter of fools

The masses get blasted by your excremental raspin'

So you think youre god-sent to the kid who ain't got a pen,

You're like yep, pick me up, I'll be your best friend,

I ain't got no soul to keep me grounded, dude, I'm rude,

Just Do It Be The Mic Code, Mic Check One Two.... about to plug it in

long time been loving you, tuggin on your string,

but now i finally get to hug you, oh you trebled little thing

I've been lugging around this jugular, Trying to get a gig,

But My guts all in a bunch I'm buggin' - Never even touched ya

Might my metallic Majesty be just a malice? A fallacy, a foe, NOT friendly  
instead of a friendly mass-stalk of talent ? 

a crowd reaching tramplifier mass providing for improvisers, 

like a twerp down to reblurt whoever happens to give a chirp

No matter whos first or who curses in they verse - you the hurst, you make it worse

You're the shock for cheap talks volume power poppin' up blows n puffs,

You invade n cross fade you're just nuts and a bolt staken claims out your dome maign

oh mr microphone youse is such a ho, you be getting off any type a dude who get ahold of ya,

Wanna flow in ya, wanna get to know ya,

What like every dude wanna throw you up upon the pole,

Need a witness, so they wanna get you front seat tickets to they show,

Tappin' on your foam, blowing in ya, Seein' if ya home

Any vibe wave or hey provided you amply amplify

You don't deny, you be the life, the vine, the ups, the spine, the wire winding-round-the chime

The pressure's own main disguise, cry riser, riot inciter, triflin' enticing sheisty vice-synthesizer

You get feisty, get mighty tight with lies, truths, despite whats right

No matter who got an invite You'll hike up any sound bite,

You upsize mice squeaks and subwoof buzzing bees,

Cause fright with feed back static and max out frequencies

You can please or get queasy any kid in your vicinity,

You're a sleezy piece of treason cause you tease up breathing beasts and sneezes,

You deem anything that hits your screen good enough to re-leak,

You just get dropped down in or get locked in fists n grips of emcees n tossed between

Crews cause you just the prop while shout-outs and what's up's

Property of who be trying to rock you in the spot

You reek of vocal boxed peeking notes and harping hearts

Bleeding pleases, Unmumbling shouts from out of mouths

Whichever organism's strings wanna sing you just the thing

Whoever brings ahem to hem or bit of phlem

Whatever stutter wanna flutter by your stand, you the eye-glass

Magnifier, catalyzer, the moth-to-flame-the fire,

The inquirerer's ignant mouths and copy cat repliers,

You're the wire-tappin' the toes bystanders kinda guy,

Jamming electrodes in their holes, whatever load a bro drop upon you,

You in mode, like a strobe light you ignite n explode as you are told,

You're the public dunce, stooge of the fuss, silent-shunning lung laming

Servant of mouths too dried out to intoxicate without some aide to recitate

Fables get laid in your grate, messy confessions get blasted by your team-mates

Youre a nasty actor's instrumental tool of ultra-urgent chatter of fools

The masses get blasted by your excremental raspin'

So you think youre god-sent to the kid who ain't got a pen,

You're like yep, pick me up, I'll be your best friend,

I ain't got no soul to keep me grounded, dude, I'm rude,

Just Do It Be The Mic Code, Mic Check One Two....

V.2

so you're the king everybody's sinning in, my holy god sent me here so I can start my sirening,

oh my captain, lets begin, its princess biznotch at your whim,

hope you are listening cause i'm about to plug it in

long time been loving you, tuggin on your string,

but now i finally get to hug you, oh you trebled little thing

I've been lugging around this jugular, Trying to get a gig,

But My guts all in a bunch I'm buggin' - Never even touched ya

Might my metallic Majesty be just a malice? A fallacy, a foe, NOT friendly stalk of talent ? 

a crowd reacher tramplifier mass provider for improvisers, 

a twerp down to reblurt whoever gives a chirp

No matter whos last, first, or if they're cursing in their verse - 
you're the hurst, you make it worse, whether open-mic or church

You make cheap talk shocking when your power loudens 'em up,

You invade n cross fade huffs and puffs and i've had enough
 you're just metal nuts and bolts staken claims out your dome maign

oh mr microphone you just like a little ho
you be getting off like any type a dude who grab ahold of ya,

Wanna flow in ya, yea, they wanna get to know ya,
Want a little show they just throw you on the pole,

They be Tappin' on your foam, blowing, Checkin' if ya home
Any hey, wave, or vibe provided you'll amply amplify

You don't deny, you be the life, the ups, the spine,


(Rhymers grasp your wires whining as they cross the line 
Your wire grasped wraps around a rhymer's hand
winds ing-round-the chime

The pressure's own main disguise, cry riser, riot inciter, triflin' enticing sheisty vice-synthesizer)

You get feisty, get mighty tight with lies, truths, despite whats right

No matter who got an invite You'll hike up any sound bite,

You upsize mice squeaks and subwoof buzzing bees,

Cause fright with feed back static and max out frequencies

You can please or get queasy any kid in your vicinity,

You're a sleezy piece of treason cause you tease up breathing beasts and sneezes,

You deem anything that hits your screen good enough to re-leak,

You just get dropped down in or get locked in fists n grips of emcees n tossed between

Crews cause you just the prop while shout-outs and what's up's

Property of who be trying to rock you in the spot

You reek of vocal boxed peeking notes and harping hearts

Bleeding pleases, Unmumbling shouts from out of mouths

Whichever organism's strings wanna sing you just the thing

Whoever brings ahem to hem or bit of phlem

Whatever stutter wanna flutter by your stand, you the eye-glass

Magnifier, catalyzer, the moth-to-flame-the fire,

The inquirerer's ignant mouths and copy cat repliers,

You're the wire-tappin' the toes bystanders kinda guy,

Jamming electrodes in their holes, whatever load a bro drop upon you,

You in mode, like a strobe light you ignite n explode as you are told,

You're the public dunce, stooge of the fuss, silent-shunning lung laming

Servant of mouths too dried out to intoxicate without some aide to recitate

Fables get laid in your grate, messy confessions get blasted by your team-mates

Youre a nasty actor's instrumental tool of ultra-urgent chatter of fools

The masses get blasted by your excremental raspin'

So you think youre god-sent to the kid who ain't got a pen,

You're like yep, pick me up, I'll be your best friend,

I ain't got no soul to keep me grounded, dude, I'm rude,

Just Do It Be The Mic Code, Mic Check One Two....

6th Floor Infantry

 6th FLOOR INFANTRY

So here is where we work on our psychiatry,

We all mentally absurd, we're all hurting differently,

You by be nuts or got some self-inflicted cuts,

but we are all on the brink of bustin' up and out of luck

cause this lock-up ain't for just anyone,

It takes guts, it takes trust, and it takes hustle and Doctor fussin',

Bout who be down and who be up, what's in our mouths,

and what year we think we're bound,

This is the 6th floor infantry, here we stay, n here we cray

Don't tease the quiet one, don't try slidin' upon ya socks

Its an understatement If I said this sucks,

Head down when you walk, monotone when you talk,

Fore any excitation mean you need more of those little... DOtS

In your mouth. More sleep. Less eccentricities.

Gawks? For what? He's just schitzin' some, that's all,

Why pace when you can grace the nurses with Tourret- sounds

So He claims he's an albino black panther.... so what?

The way he hustles lunch says he fights for sport, play, game and by the way

his kung-fu seizures came straight from the clink, so he know a thing or two

about getting your drink

A nurse s my servant, I shall not want,

He makes me take my meds a lot

He gets me fresh jammies and brings me me my meals,

My cavalier cleans the shit from beneath   my heels

Princess Service Announcement

 PRINCESS SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

This is a Princess Service Annoucement for ya brain 

Maybe youve seen me around, its time you know my name

To All the earth creatures universe's organisms 

reign molecules, middle earth, and outerspaces

From the top of all the space dust down to the earths crust, 

my jurisdiction aint no fiction, never gonna stop

Its Princess biznotch, the greatest ruler of them all

That's me! Your my property, listen up, obey me

call me royal highest ever, and your majesteez, please

Master of infinity, sassy kinda tyranny,

Every little bit of matter all mine, you see? Every element, imagination figments  

My kingdom span never ends, even when I just pretend 

My kingdom includes everything you want and all you got. 

Me and king pops own the cream we be the crop

I own all of your rights, all that's left I own it twice

The life and fam you got's alright, for me it wouldn't suffice

Cause I'm up in my castle looking down on you like mice

Recognize the law says you must play nice, and quite a lot.

love with all your heart no less be grateful cause you oughtta

Follow all the laws I got in effect if you not

I got Instant hex in stock that'll mess you up

I ain't even playin but I built you all like blocks

Product of the Biznotch DNAtion, I created ya

From my very throne, all my fine assets I made

Every human brain I shaped now I do maintain

I give populations patience so they can wait 

gravity so they on their feet

gave them time so don't be late

Home work so they can sleep, 

and of course they got me, so they got something good to dreams  

I'm telling you, this place is where you wanna be

Well here at Kingdom Biznotch, fun is number one

I gotta keep busy silly me might blow up the sun

I got science projects hobbies and i got the funds

Each endeavor biznotched in my bed post to the top

Like lover tally scratches, cept' they stand for large masses

I have crafted races, nations, even planets on occasion

Genocide eradication I've mastered innovation 

and You! the public, the subject of discussion

Wanna let you know whats up so you don't be fussing.

I got zoos of classified organisms Ive envisioned. 

I got provinces of organized classicisms in ‘em.

Ive got Tunnels in the sky,

Got some planetary shifting that's severely overdue,

Im blowing up the moon so you can see it better than you do,

So the dark side of your soul will lighten up, change 

The knee grows far to slow in japanese populations so

Im a rig 'em up till all they become japalegarows

I rid the lot of shitty crocks and stocked it full of hard knock knocks,

bred them deep in red head lefties, blended in some exta terrestries,

Rooted deep in baobobbies, tree limbs halfway to the stars,

Forefathers of the feathered, ancestors unearthly treasures, 

So surrender to PB, open eyes each of your three, ain't no joke, at your doors, knock knock from your majesty,

Who be chillin at the spot?

Open up kid quick, visitor is princess biz, here to check you, to inspect you, to correct your incidentals,

Thru frae, window pane, can't 

earth to universal truth Houston never to come trough all you wanted was a goddess from the sky not a statue, holographic info centric centrifugal force for a few, for the lay, residue left by me, pb, for your pew, worship, peace boat, treaty between all the folks, as long as you got me, everything will stay afloat

Giving Back The Leg

 RETURN THE LEG

Ive been selfish guilty taken all that wasn't mine

I stole a man's entire leg, to keep for all of time,

I keep it underwraps between my thighs sometimes, outta sight, 

Now his pride and stride, kinda limps to the side

but I just kept eyeing oh what else i did pine for

I needed more of him his lore I dreamed hed slowly hand towards me

cause what he took from me? my entire core for one thing   

i mean, no question ive paid out the ass because of him

Hes damn lucky that Ive kept the leg in tact, actually 

Cause His calves give me with more comfort than my kitty cat

At night, i keep it at my side, my rock prized delight,

I caress it sometimes when he ain't around or if he denies me   

He firmly asked for it back, i told him not a chance

But hes not getting shit from me If he doesn't earn it back

Fool me not I won’t give up If I didn’t need it I’d rip it up

Id have him watch me destroy it just for enjoyment

This appendage has become my new obsession, my trophy

Here take this, it’s a promise, to be honest

I gave my word and he said surely he did also

3 knees deep in denial now was I for he had lied before

From the first to the last, every fallen breath hes had

He just wants his leg back! So I held it tighter, friends

Cause if I hit the bottom I’ll need this leg to help me up

Certainly the man will be too preoccupied with other stuff

Lend me his hand? Its a bluff, No matter how stuck 

He would find a way to kick me to the dust blind my eyes shut

and still beguile me for the keys to the iron cuffs

But i wont budge, bite the dust? Nah, ill chew it up  

No longer will I swallow any sorrow for what I borrowed

Tough love stuck in my teeth with an aftertaste of blood

His outreached hand? I mistook for here's my arm oops

His lips tell every lie but in his eyes I see his charm

I grabbed him by the wrist soon he sounded the alarm

Pulled back before I had the chace to amputate another body part

I confessed its his heart I have been after from the start

Mastered the game of lust, however not the art of love

Whatever spilled out of him i was quick to lap up

Getting closer indeed but still we standed in the dark

I told him lay the path ahead and id catch right up from behind  

We were doing circles cause his limp fell into a stagger 

Taking Longer than forever we missed out on our present and our futures

Recognized the shackles weighing  which bind us is solid mass

Thats imprisoning our souls, soon a mutiny spiritual

Shall Unfold till we behold anew me that’s untouchable

So I had to let go, release the leg from my control

And End the fuss, for now the crutch was much too heavy and redundant

Thus my grip loosened up, and I gave it up

Now I stand alone and on my own is just enough

Biznotic - Blue & Green - Razpro

"BIZNOTIC"

Blue & Green by Razpro
Written 7/2012

How biznotic! Never thought it could be so exotic
Its an erotic hypotic kinda godess
Started in my noggin and came out of my heart
This flow I got be mightly hard to stop
This flow, I got it, like a powerful watah fawcett,
I fought it like a protestant before but now applaud it
Heard it, wanted it, so I sought it out then i got it ,
Signed BIZNOTCH upon the dotted line allotted,
Got beef, got blood, aint got no doubt about it
Cause a lot of moronics wanna modify my product
Got ideologies that i try to embodie  
A prophetic guided by ebonics and I'm honest
Ur pocket got a problem when it aint got a profit
Microscopic rock bombs shots and alcoholics
Wobble to the body shop upon a hippopotamus
Daughters hardly honest when narcotics in her mouth
Fuck it, I be on it, I'm A proud ass rhyming goddess
Till in a plot wadded up Ill be the biznotch

ORANGE SPED HEAD

 ORANGE SPED HEAD

You ain't even head you really just a sped,

 Needing a demon or some meth to help you flow your hand,

Need a beat, I’ll write in bed my feet so0 cold from stagnant still breath 

Even a slang a little twang to take my time to practice occupy my mind

If my tongues tied till I’m out of tries or when the pens about to dye 

But never do I fade out; I keep it on track, 

I puff I pass to you be from my soul and not my ass 

I’m straight strapped with rhymes for miles, I foam from the mouth and eyes

For when my eyes and heart on fire the stars come out and lights abruptly 

Stop my locks upon my mouth; try to make your smile come out

Because I’m a little spacey while the rest are kind janky,

I expect your ass to thank me from tid-bits from my compilation, 

Smoke cigs in front of your kid, Pompous my main gig, 

I trump your game in skill but speed remains with those who stick with it, 

I’m killing time with lines too shy to institute my sky high style, 

Even though I ain't book shows my flows are honest enough for funerals,

I’m a sinner please forgive me but my hunger for the thunder 

Left my rhymes in hands of lifers and undertakers in crimes delighters, 

In time accumulated clouds'll Google me in ponders, 

My trace erased the double sighted mess behind my thoughts confessed

In stride I come back with lively bar in spite of lack

I ride it out I write it down this town is where I’m found

I ride it out I write it down I’m forever underground

Name dropping ain't my steez but there’s a reason to believe 

I’m a creation of the west AKA HEAD under distress without an audience to caress 

With all my rhymes and style go straight into the files, 

I got limos hursts vans and cabinets worth: Lamborghini, Horsepower: Fettuccini, 

my torque dependent upon my vials from Houdini, 

Tongue tied my submitted bliss by my afro centric incident, 

my venial sin stabbed my gut with "I'ma pass on dthis"

brass tax straight up this shade of pink ain’t tough 

from this side of the court I rep the spot but you all are stuck, 

can't even rot an apple at my place because I’m pegged, 

appreciate the poison but my farmers keep me reg, 

the sugar to my jelly more legendary than monarchies, 

than mason jars than tarred and feathers tchotchkey's latch-key kids and wannabes, 

I'm a HUE-man, a white lie, a whore for fast talking boys, 

a warrior diploma with low-blows for sermons without purpose, 

I oink at your green eyes while we both stare into mine, 

a mirror and the sea a back drop from all of time, 

being anything I please but I’m a boring shut in-emcee myself, you see, 

I dig I dog I rock the bog, I swat you flies and corrode your logs, 

I chase the beat and claim to be the best beast, 

One day Ill feast while I lead the hokey-pokey - I TEASE

Shut the Gate - 8 Minutes Late

 8 MINUTES LATE

whats it gonna take

for me to finally shut the gate, let a loser choose his fate,  cause he love nothing more than H

8 Hell no i do not associate with junkie sicko fools thinking deadly drugs be great.

Ill negate your pain if you'd walk with me this way cause you're nothing but a waste of air,

of food, and yea - of space! ill replace you in a minute lace your dope with killa traits, you'll thank me cause I made that minute longer than a day, soon youre on your way back to whats-his-name and whats his place... thus spake a junkie people turn they heads the other away

worse than niggas roaches rape be the IV users, mate - sticking up for nothing but the needle in their arms bleedings least of all the harm scarring deep near and far stealing time away and every single fucking dime inside my car what a kid'll do for H even just a little taste be such a damn disgrace my vacuum cleaner aint even safe, wanna shake him till hes straight but its only if he worth the rate cause my hands are made for helping homies like they real estate, your credit out the door no matter how your spoon be silver, plate of steak like your a winner, just don't get liver failure on my watch cause patience running thinner, than that junkie bitches hair cause she shoots up her children's dinner,

you think you're fucking clever, babe? lying straight irmanda's face? Way beyond your tiny crate she's higher than you can relate cause while you nod out she be cracking up and eating cake sharing nothing but the time with you cause its aint worth the date - together banging never cause you always fucking late, when a junkie knocks it, and the budging stops, im the judge, so ill prop him up, cop his shit, check his vitals just for fun, grudgingly accept the state of aint no life inside this one, so just before he cashes out, i piss on him to mark my spot bunt his skull into itself and hang him from his own damn belt, take a cigie break down on knees crying like i'm 8? nah never you just wait, I got adrenaline but its not your medication infiltrate me breeding hate for all incarcerated by the H just like my babe

Phone Vacation - Prefuse 73 - Desk, Pencils, Pens

 PHONE VACATION

Soundcloud Audio

Prefuse 73 - Desks.Pencils.Bottles

Hey did you get your phone back I've been acting whack stacking up questions that I wanted to ask you

 Made a racket downtown asking Bros yo have you seen so and so and they all told me no but did you try her phoneso

I tacke d a notice on the pole cuz I thought that you was lost bro or at the hospital yeah I'm glad to see that you're alright but I did have little a fright

The site of you is better than any text you could wright wanted to invite you a time or 2 to come and kick it with the crew but soon we recognize we had to wait for you to come on through hoping that your phone would soon be doing what it is supposed to do

Raddest Queen - Razpro - Washup

 

RADDEST QUEEN

Razpro - Wash Up

Princess biznotch is me one day ill be the raddest queen

the baddest and the gladdest only dream about such royalty,

loyal on your knees, kneel, lean up, but don't step to me

if u dare to push the envelope, ill pull u like a lever

See if keep the biznotchallenged then u clever

Watch the biznotcheck yourself before you speak of biznotch

Chill out with the biznotchangeyaflow

Stream of thought that the biznotch chase forever more  

whatever keeps the folks hitched, i nail em em like a mallet

Hammer heads who in my niche in the kitchen fill my chalice

Colorful my pallet be, brushin haters off gently

At the palace with her pals, thats the place you wanna be

Its debauchery cahoots cruising crews included too,

Hanging out, Talking bout how we used to rhyme in pews

Now these stanzas set to sell, but you know we keep it real

Musical sucess measured in a form spiritual

Hip hop heaven underground nah i don't mean hell

Like a llama spitting fresh fetched from the well

Fill another glass with those biznotch tales

Pass around what you got rhymewise with ya pals

Keep close with the folks even tighter with their ears

Do you feel me? Can you hear my clearly? check one, two

im going viral but these fools keep asking bout my style

My fashion sense in every breath i get dressed by the pen

Other rappers wrap themselves in trendy plastic sells   

get admired for their jacket brands more than their racket they call jams

Fans love the pants but don't give a damn where you stand

Fancy green grass and a mansion but your rhymes all trash

Put a cap on ya chatter time to practice all ya stanzas

119The Key to being emcee never quit the rhyme till u hacking

My other rule? No underpants, cunts, or any pansies

They can blow me kisses but dont get to ride my pony

In the land of princess biznotch, never anybody lonely

even bitches got a rhyme its a sandwish with baloney

Hungrey for some more of me, still think im just a phoney

see i got some personalities but they dont come for free

all my eyes combine and soon trignometrical design

Each ID a different side who am I? lemme decide

Never lies but i choose to recognize whichever side

provides the most to who be in the front or on my side

No surprise but its wise to verbalize where crowds can find

I apply every vibe, always color in the lines

in the sky high as ever but not all yall on my level

Like my 3 headed pandas in the sky doing stanzas

reaching crowds with more than sounds as they bounce from red

to write it down, fore to front in front of crowds you must know how they get down

tell the truth even if you only got like a few

Overstood logic means you know what coulda should

Fill your mind with OUGHTTAs and consider all that MAY or SHOULD

biznotch wanna say what you wanna hear but she do what she ought no matter how sincere she not  

Thus Spake We

THUS SPAKE WE

thus spake we  Princess biznotch said to me if you ask her who she be and her response is always 3. Yeah she got some personalities but they don't come for free, she and her I's combine and form a triangle inside cause when identities collide its like a rollercoaster ride trying to decide which one ought to be recognized. she wont tell a lie but the truths that she provide certain to be selected based on who in front and on the side, backing up her stats with facts, layin down the rhymes, stacking up the beats, maxing out the time, finally up in the sky spewing rainbows, getting high, no surprises but she wise, never crying but implying kind words each and every line, climbing out my mind and mouth we do verbalize, feeling light and darkness like they be my trusty guide, each and every color gotta vide that is supplied, as a whole the stream of light hides behind her eyes inside her mind, so as three heads upon a panda drop a verse or a stanza, what comes out, spouts about begins within and not without, reaching crowds with more than sounds as they go thru red to right in down but left the violet where it turns around, changes made in frequencies accommodating who be tasting all will be allowed, fore to front in front of crowds, you must know how they get down, so they can see a side of you, turning yellow into blue, but after all that I have learned in school I'm asking whats the truth, so i agree to sacrifice my own beliefs in light of anew, truth be looming over lying besides the logic and the would, behind what could in verse out stood, beyond evil and good, thus we spake in silence tightened lips, closed eyes, leave my ears to recognize, wisely sitting still filling in my pie, my minds eye with visions which i have implied, from listening to histories and lies, insisting blissfulness soon to collide with Princess' cries for all of us to unify, doomed to reside without any damn reply....

Don't Make Promises - Gang Starr x Dj Premier Type Beat "Heaven"

 DON’T MAKE PROMISES

Gang Starr x Dj Premier Type Beat "Heaven"

SoundCloud Audio

Don't make promises you can't keep 

or keep ears with brains connected at least an arms reach

 for even words without having been a stain 

on paper contain information that can resonate

in dreams and  can be savored 

repeatedly unknowingly lingering inside a person with a name...

or could  it be... exactly whos in front of me the same

framed mirror stained with shame pride and spit from years of lame e

xcuses pain and eye to eye moments blissful tidbits deeply fixed

 or am I just a narcissist forget the truth I'll plead the fifth 

cuz lalala I pinky promise this

 cross my fingers I hope my heart doesnt die if you refuse 

to risk this you get the jist

Sex Routine - Eligh - All Breezy

SEX ROUTINE

All Breezy - Eligh

been a long time, you aint been pleased

I say you get back into a sex routine,

cause when you get that feeling, 

you know what's needed - 

Sex beast release that needs pleasing

Yeah its been a minute 

you need to really get it

you and he got a nice tight fitting

take it from the princess, dont forget 

sex do your body good

get it right quick

Yeah, it’s been a bit about to throw a fit,

Been so long since you had some dick

Rubbing on your… Just a little bit

Ready set nymph really need a visit

Yeah, it’s been a grip you’re about to flip

Gotta have passionate kisses on your tits

Wanna of your fix, but I was cigarettes

Libido stay in track one sessions are legit

been a long time, you aint been pleased

gotta get back that sex routine,

When you get that feeling you know what’s needed

‘tis the season to be sleazin

It’s been too long and it seem so wrong

You’re asking everybody wears that cock gone

Do you want to give it up but you’re not having luck

Got some Lovin ain’t no fucking

So yeah, it’s been tough poor lil cunt

Handcuffed to the bed alone now you’re stuck

You’re swallowing a load you didn’t get this to suck

since when did man pass on slut?

Yeah, you really miss it

Never should have kicked it

Because now you really need to dude to frisk it,

I’ll admit it I’m a freak a little bit

The corner tracks still just ain’t my shit

So it’s about time while you’re in your prime

To get a good fuck buddy or like  nine

Hit by a train gangs in the bang range

Wanna get nailed right by some strange

It’s been a long time you ain’t been pleased

But you gotta bring back that sex routine

gotta get it in, girl, you got needs

time to unleash your inner freak

you got nice jeans, mmhmm whats up

gotta find a man to tear it up

pussy ain't been free, unleash that beast,

Time for a real life fantasies 

so yeah its been awhile, since you were pleased

but you gotta bring back that sex routine

fill me up right with some birds and the bees

who's got the sex needs you and me

Dopalost Along The Waze "its your name- razpro"

 DOPALOST ALONG THE WAZE

How come my dopamine just ain't enough to get me up?

Chemically entrusted me, I squeeze out the last of what I got

Feeling me till im pleased then  PEACE reality, Im out

Off to a land where the scene ain't a front

Where the people got my back, where im leader of the pack

Nobody taxing my ass, its a fantastic blast

Arts and Crafts Laughs Fresh raps all that

Huge Stash of that funk, bottomless phat bags

left behind the past, went beyond the train of thought i had,

Finally a spot that belongs in me not on my pants

Where i'm at's the place to be, I'm out my mind but in my peace

Forget me not but never know really who i be

WHO I want to be you can see me through the trees

seems busting out my top notch upper body rock drop

in my pond nah man i think ill knock u out

watch out dont lose ya head hold ur breath

Cause this catatonic rhyming goddess a tsunami
Dropping More than just Haze, kamikazi sound waving

Verbal Arsenal about to hit you all with My name

Rhymes flow chronic beats until the crowd know me     

Nod yes, applaud the princess like the rest,

but the response is kinda modest for the emcees i'm most proud and the ones i bump the loudest cause they can bless the crowd, give em something real to think about, leaving them in silence, wish I had a truth worth spillin out  

 any TRUE emcees still around to make me proud? Knowing when to bow and when to lead keeps me grounded. When Im wowed I give props and emcees my admiration

Your momma told ya, Quit bouncing on the bed, well my momma told me quit bobbing ya head

because we running out of tylenol, you'll never see me fall

cause i be climbing higher than the escalators at the mall

If you ain't on the wack track then you better adjust your path pop a Louie pop a fewey till a chemical attack

Reaction AA hey fools say my name take away the reputation but you still the same

You want it to be known – let it be done be known

we learnt it at school about the books we read at home

but who was that? Dr. someone, professor thatsafact

enough of phds gimme lmnopeace 

to roll a leaf, Join the team, if you down with the scene these kids about the streets, but I'm more into paths, see

make way to the back yard, surprise party attack

 pin down the asses, hit the kids with candy dishes,

bobbing for the Benjamins, gain some sense for petes d heavens's sake

they say sleep upon it when u really gotta think, i say nap on the table send your cards out saying thanks

take ya bed out to breakfast cause its time u laid upon the lovin

taking pillows to the face, cover up how many geese u chased

on the way to dinner got some head board

 from across the plain i chase detail every day

patiently await the month of maize so i can say shucks like a give a fuck today

How come my train of thought never stopped to let me off? Mentally entrapped am i next time I’m getting off… Squeezing out the back cause I came into the front. This trolley will probably pick me up at the next corner block. I wanted to be known, so let it done be known I learned at school about the movies I never saw and slept through.