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Dapper Dabbler

(( gonk That was terrible))
yo. thanks for fillin me caz mine was in tn the bin.thanks agin.you da pimp.

DeGram smile
my bad dowg. im on the wrong one.

DeGram
Thunder Foot
Ah snap, an OFFICIAL FreeFlow? Ill, Imma have to drop something......


Yo,
Finally up in effect...
we have an official place to rock the text...
so Imma start practicing sets, no more gettin tipsy...
off infinite smilies and the thread getting lost...
Cuz this ones a sticky...
delivering the Holocaust, when Thunder Foot starts to Flex...
so verbally rich, my words bring crack addicts outta debt...
and thats not a boast...
I'm chillin out on the Left Coast...
where sets get smashed on, by cats known who rep most...
and a toast to Caz and Kim for holdin it down...
yall can consider this a formatted pound...
without sound, thumbs down to cats that Slept on me...
cuz I'm an adept Emcee, with a bit of shrouded mystery...
and physically known to drop Thunder in a single kick...
thats why I'm Thunder Foot,
Stratus clouds rumble whenever I spit...


Just droppin a quick one to start things off. Thanks Caz and Kim... finally some continual MODing in the Forums.



u got some awesome rhymes whee
b***h damn , please stop the spam scream
lyrically inclined, still gotta get mine
like a plane on the runway w/ no start time
i coast thru lyrics with the flava of the ages
learning my skillz from tru underground sages
high school rapping was never 4 me,
niggas kept rapping bout e'vry thing they see
or saw, that was just a grammatical error
but u know my flow is about 2 get betta
tru lyricists can feel me one this
you never have 2 solve problems w/ a gun or a fist
turning tricks and bagging chicks is a thing of the past
take control of ya destiny is the thing that lasts
working hard to galvanize ya life lessons
into something u work into an exercise session
really takes a toll if you get old
but hopefully this message will bet me gold
the lyrical lessons have been overtime told
to rappers and poets who have been so bold
to try me, and i deny thee, your own soul
b/c when it all goes down, there's nothing but cold
dankness, darkness the pressure on my heart says
i should quit, but i refute the whole tartness
of the situation, someone get me litigation
to judge this attribute out of my simulation
cause it's consuming me, burning up my body
intertwining with hatred see, working melodically
reverberating the lyrics inside of my head
telling me painfully, i'd be better off dead
you can't get to me, i rebuke thee again
and all i need to be free is the love of a friend.
Nfamous
b***h damn , please stop the spam scream


xd Nice freeflow!


My freeflow's are so strong, if it were rock it'd be heavy metal/
I'd cut you and eat you like a ~birthday~ cake, but there's no way you could be that special/
Oh s**t i forgot what these words mean, like identification and racial segregation, my magnitudes no relation with determination im often rehabilitatin the revitalization of the naturalization process wich in turns completes the re-examination of the legal seperation and inco-ordination that breeds dust contamination and demoralization of our commercialization capitalization. its the covert operation, such an artistic creation, just think of the blood thats coagulatin with speculation and your gonna have to excuse my vulgarization but i got this sensation of sterilization and sanct-ification that i just cant stop myself, im ******** a specialization of sub-division-ation solicitation.
ill give you a simplification of my generation its basically sociallization and unification, without the retaliation and renunciation, im shootin at police station could i be more intimidatin, im the ******** devestation, im the fascination and the fabrication plays no role in my habitulation, need i make another implication, i stomp the foundation and send you vibratin like a vibrator that provides a sexual sensation, lemme offer a donation of word illustration, i cause starvation cuz i eat all the emcees like mutilation, i got this fixation on flirtation and you couldnt create a quotation out of my rhymes because im the re-encarnation of a battle worn liberation that offers no duplication of my inotation.... im a miscreation of lubrication for your masturbation, you ******** in-crust-ation, i offer exploit-ation and a dressing station to fufill your exploration, im an emulation of emanation and liquidation and its a loan translation to the pair creation with pollenation i multiply like an exponential proliferation.

shits ill
well it's four thirty in the mornin, should be yawnin/
but I gotta be but till the birds start callin/
so I eat caffiene rocks and walk around in socks/
to stay on my toes so I don't doze, off again/
and dream again, about booty bitches, with semen grins/
cause like anybody i wouldn't get up from that/
specially for a chem-lab and a lit room packed/
full of worn-out students, who live by 3.0 units/
cause GOd knows what we'd do without hope/
it's like you drownin but your homeboy can't throw you no rope/
so I sit and stare at the atmosphere, of GSU hoes, and the girls that care/
and realize I don't need, but I'll still ******** 'em though/
like that b***h on the third floor, I'll skeet in her throat/
but first you gotta pay attention while she act prim and sadidty/
when her room mate gone, and there aint no phone, blast on her titties/
thats a song by the way i bite that line, still up and I feel just fine/
but I wanna battle so thats the end of my keystyle rhyme/
guess I could drop somethin in here...

yo,
Imma start it off with a different pattern...
countin the rings around Saturn,
my path's earned, me an understanding of physics...
linguistics that explain our state of existence...
dont believe me? check my journal...
its infernal the way i spark the light of illumination,
in your eyes, its not my creation,
but some people are mortifed...
and try to say its all a lie...
supposedly, religion and science can't combine...
I say it only takes time,
cuz I take the two and fuse it, for improvement...
educate the masses, and start a movement...
because you can't doubt what you don't know about...
like a trout outta water, i slaughter...
ignorance with spiritual deliverence,
and come with mystic styles like Harry Potter...
if I forget a spell, then I resort to Hogwarts
master Wziard with Hermione as my consort...
warp air molecules to create a blizzard...
disintegrate my own body, to prepare for lightbeam transport...


just a keystyle...
since nobody else has I guess I'll drop quick, like bird s**t/
that splash to entertain, synapses on membranes that forfeit/
euphoric feelings, of bloody ceilings, and brain fragments on the wall/
in a life traveling a long road for old souls I've done it all/
more ups and downs than roller coasters, on roller coasters/
i mean thats double the fun and double the hard, like tempered steel/
i will no bend I will not break, mind over body the power of will/
should I write this rhyme or should I get the mic and bust one/
even without even without permission still tote automatic guns/
oldest living legend, you can't begin
to comprehend the powers locked deep within
powerful flows that no body truly knows
enticing lyrics stemming from pain and sorrows
yo, i spit rhymes faster than a baker makes cakes
cut down wannabes like three year old fakes
hotter than the hell that i put myself in,
but then you realize the truth when i win
taking my words and flows to a whole new level
cranking the bassline up, strength'nin the treble
and the ones who be asking, don't know the task b4 them
cause it's absent, really lacking, black people gettting trashed, and
all that we went through, what's it mean to you?
cause you say 'black power' and mean it too?
no you can't, cause the definition eludes you
you're a fool, too, excuse you, i gotta move too
something that can describe my blues.
this guy above me is hard like a wife you'll get abused
the lyrical onslaut is passin through "dont fell bad when you loose"
now pass me the mic to the suspect this crime i've been acused
by taking a gat and lyrically shootin through
i dont bang but i do
dont where red dont where blue
i be wearin what i choose
now what you goin do?

o crap lets switch this up

i'll be doin these styles... rappin like eminem
***** who do you f***in... Why is mike kissin jim?
then i'll slide inbetween...and stab both of them
as blood drips to the flor ...call an ambulance....

my rymes are weak right now i'll be back later
you know u heard bout that lyrical o.
straight outta ATL, u've seen where he goes
darkness forms around me like a demon possessed
the clouds will bring rain and i see you'll get no rest
ultimately, your fate lies with me
do i end your life quickly, or will you be
given a second chance to turn it around
if i have my own way, you won't make a sound
don't strike that ill flow from the record
you testin my patience, i might have to deck ya
i have no time to waste all in ya pitiful space
i have my own problems, own things to erase
no lyricist heart pumps blood thru my veins
cause a cold interior near ya is going insane
because the love of his life maybe lost to him 4ever
they were tight like a glove, she and he'd not sever
pitting him against his love was a deadly mistake
and you will regret it every time you make
a record or a vinyl, showcasin ya skillz
b/c fate is muthaF****, righting ya illz
what goes around comes around, i will admit
and when i come back to mirk ya, i will not quit.

I'm still trying to get my flowz together. damn, this day has been rough.... crying
Nosasistic on the street the hood love me, I'm colosall/
I paint a perfect picture like Picaso/
I'm not a posterboy for world peace I'm from Chicago/
The motto, disrespect I'm sendin' hollows at ya car do'/
Cause I know in the belly of the beast you can be swallowed/
They plot on real niggas, any night yo~can~be~followed/
Alot of these niggas are imposters just a model,Of what they should be really I don't bother with provido/
I'm not goin by the dreams they sell others I'm from the block so/
If he play me we boxin' I'm sealin both his nostrils/
For the role I'm livin' in the streets I'd win a Oscar/
Wit the best supportin' cast on the block they can't knock us./
But you see these imataters, hatin~I~so/
I'm eliminatin' they fate,let em play macho/
Any problems you encounter knock the meat out they taco/
They'll solve em, so keep ya peace wit me, you do not what I'm about!!/
((Not bad heh))

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