Gots me a rap right hea'

[Shamino]

Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo.


Packing heat of that sort is a form of nervousness,
talking about a mental state of paralysis,
I'm here to give YOU an in-depth analysis,
Sittin' you down to tell you straight what the facts is.

I don't care about yo' sex, guns, or escapades
Cause i'm too busy rollin' in my Cadillac Escalades
Funny word that be, the word be Cause.
I seem to be putting up a lot of Facades?
As fall turned to winter, and winter changes to a new season
I seem to be getting reason after reason
With the attitude you have, there is no pleasin'
I can run and try forever only to end up coughing and weezin'.

And so the jacket comes off and smack goes the glove,
gentlemen doin' battle over a word called love
And I just sit back and shake my head
Without passion you might as well be dead
And that's all that needs to be said.

[Ben]

Bit short but good lyrics, sort of reminds me of something Kanye West raps about.

[maniac___]

You can try, but you cannot dodge it:
It almost seems tragic,
How the fist of my logic
Quickly breaks your fake magic.
It happens quite suddenly:
You give me an argument,
And you end up under it,
Give me a reason
To find a weakness
In your mentality,
Individuality,
and thought,
and before you know it
the lesson is taught.
Outcome: fatality.

Fantasies, poetry, misconception,
Heated words without true depth of perception -
This is all you're good for,
But it takes more
To defeat the theorist,
I know you're furious,
But it takes more than that,
Because I'm not even breaking a sweat.
You simply don't have
What it takes at my level.
You just enjoy playing a rebel.

You don't have to give me a way
To hit the mark.
Don't tell me where it's found.
I will see it just fine,
Even in the dark.
You only have to reveal
That there exists a target,
And I will find it,
And I will take it down.

[IgnitingPain]

pretty nice

[Adam]

not every line has to rhyme.

[Deadloader]

i'd like to hear a beat to this and someone rap it along with, because this sounds ok

[Henry]

with these lyrical attacks,
\\like im spittin bats
\\i rip you to shreads
\\breakin ya head
\\cuttin you up,
\\before i lay you down
\\and put you to rest
\\with the rest of the wannabes
\\who beg to see
\\what its like to be me.

[Shamino]

Keep it up and you'll feel a good smack
and with my gat i can go rat-a-tat-tat
Switch to burst mode I can pull off a brrat-brrat
Six shots of hot lead, you can't beat that.
And I'll just adjust my pimpin' top hat
And ice you good
like a true pimp should
and you got beat down like I knew you would,
like a true low-balla could.