wat it do first ever thread by noetic opinions

[jdakanoetic]

my partna told me to drop line to the siccness,
he said ppl will respond to you wit a quickness,
im makin crowd noise for you to listen,
cuz one screamin like 60,000,
got you wonderin wat is more astoundin,
gettin to see jesus preform a miracle,
or the one this great before his pinnacle,
cuz i is sumthing of a cenacle,
and if you dont know wat it really means,
look it up and realize i rippin these bars by the seams,
cuz the lines arent so wat they seem,
so do you want true word play i think not,
cuz my mind makes yours constantly twist in a knot,
does he mean wat i think,
or did he said wat i meant,
or did he say wat think,
or did he mean wat i meant,
i dont know but wat i do know is i didnt say it all,
cuz may the day's silence fall,

 

[DankedOut707]

STEP IT UP!

 

[jdakanoetic]

well wat you got before i need to start writing more down

STEP IT UP!

 

[Ironic Commando]

i had to say "next" after the first two bars

 

[Dirt E. Needlez]

my partna told me to drop line to the siccness,
he said ppl will respond to you wit a quickness,
im makin crowd noise for you to listen,
cuz one screamin like 60,000,
got you wonderin wat is more astoundin,
gettin to see jesus preform a miracle,
or the one this great before his pinnacle,
cuz i is sumthing of a cenacle,
and if you dont know wat it really means,
look it up and realize i rippin these bars by the seams,
cuz the lines arent so wat they seem,
so do you want true word play i think not,
cuz my mind makes yours constantly twist in a knot,
does he mean wat i think,
or did he said wat i meant,
or did he say wat think,
or did he mean wat i meant,
i dont know but wat i do know is i didnt say it all,
cuz may the day's silence fall,

after the first two lines i was already sighin "nigga please"
simplistic formatted spittin, no real wordplay and no similes
you couldnt make the right words come together
even if i gave you super glue
thought you was gonna jump on here and get some props
fool i thought you knew
in this underground
you cant even hit play, we start with stop
hearts get cracked and images shattered
have nigga running cryin back to pops
the backdrop is my grimey alley,
smoke risin up.......... and here come you
tried to come round the block rappin
dont you know runnin ya mouth around my parts
................it just aint cool
cause these opinions you aint ready to hear
i dont think your ready to handle
so i'd tell you kick rocks
by i know your dirty shoes is already used to gravel

 

[jdakanoetic]

after the first two lines i was already sighin "nigga please"
simplistic formatted spittin, no real wordplay and no similes
you couldnt make the right words come together
even if i gave you super glue
thought you was gonna jump on here and get some props
fool i thought you knew
in this underground
you cant even hit play, we start with stop
hearts get cracked and images shattered
have nigga running cryin back to pops
the backdrop is my grimey alley,
smoke risin up.......... and here come you
tried to come round the block rappin
dont you know runnin ya mouth around my parts
................it just aint cool
cause these opinions you aint ready to hear
i dont think your ready to handle
so i'd tell you kick rocks
by i know your dirty shoes is already used to gravel

oh oh man tryin to come at me wit a facsimile,
and if you dont know that means jus transpose my words and you will see,
cuz you have no tone of euphonious,
in ya rhyme oh yes cuz all your lines are erroneous,
im sorry those are to big of words for you,
sayin im in your parts i dont even know you dude,
so if you want to start dissin,
come up wit some more heat cuz ya ass is jus missin,
you might as well should have put your face on the milk carton,
so i will jus this once give you a pardon,
step to me once again i will get devious,
and you will no longer be the present you will be the previous.

 

[DankedOut707]

BORING

 

[Mi$ta-Murda187]

im hungry...

 

[8FIVE8]

trick or treat, smell my my feet
give mr murda somethin good to eat
if u dont, he wont care
he'll just eat ur underwear

 

[Ironic Commando]

that was even worse

 

[thatguy]

simplistic rhymes smashed, with a flow so detached,
from the ordinary, sorta scary, how the extraordinaries passed,
with a simple clash, of ideas and a keyboard,,
sittin wishin to your lucky star you could be more,
like me, before you cross that wrong line so you can see more,
might be, the next victimized, soon you might see,
i rip um with no discretion, so when the dictum flys,
from the lips of our peers, you can say im like tech in his prime,
or im angelic cause i just ripped this wannabe Einstein.
with a quick 4 minutes and a mere 10 lines. (trying to use big words like hes smart)

 

[8FIVE8]

unordinary extraordinary styles deliberately deliver shots to ur liver
make u quiver and shiver kidnap ur parents and drown em in the river
my flows are strategical, outer space super galactical
oh my i'm so radical and tragical magnifical magical i'm a fuckin animal

but its whatever fuck havin real skills whatsoever
i just search rhyme dictionaries and throw big words together

 

[Ironic Commando]

im a trainer and part time tamer...put the mandibles to this animal's camel-toe// show him the bitch-he-is// drippin-jizz...enough to produce fifty-kids with shifty-lids// my evil-eye..one glance..people-die// perched a top a steeple-high outta my mind droppin dimes of the kush kind// i push-lines like razors to plates...8 layers-of-cake// i dont touch swine...but i'll be the slayer-of-jakes// the undertaker-of-fakes

 

[D'struction]

what good is rhymin words when only you know the definition?
no genius but i know hip hop, bitch pay attention
but i know you can't afford that, so pay the internet bill
before i get through, you know the internet will
be a place where wack rappers rise and fall, ask soulja boy
I'ma play yo ass quicker than a G.I. Joe soldier toy.
but you ain't made out of plastic, though you faker than shit
finish your bowl of quaker oatmeal, then split
cause us rhymers got a lot more to say
than your wiggly piggly ass bitch hell naw we don't play
stop rappin! matter fact stop yappin.
you aint bout shit, yea you hear the people clappin?
it's all in your head, sonny, you never gonna blow.
you'll be gone quicker than this damn bottle of XO.

 

[Jonah]

Im like your discreet teacha/ No Im not pleased to meet ya/ I got the heat to eat ya/ remove your unique features/ as I repeat to beat ya/ Make you retreat to preachers/ so the streets cant reach you/ a whole fleet defeats you/ when you meet my people/ siccness is a whole team of evil.

Im done