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PostPosted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 11:47 pm Reply with quoteBack to top

At the behest of a few, I decided to stick these up in the PF forum. Enjoy, hate, laugh, criticize, whatever you like.

My tongue coersces verses with the sickest of arrangements. Took ten points in rhyme-lord, that's my derangement- All the Kindred cravin' my misbehavin' and my badness, even Malkav'in's say that my rhymes are wrought with madness, speakin' of the times've been a bitch to been through, too dark for Lasombra and to rich for Ventrue. Even Gangrels congregate but don't hate at my shows, bringing the Kindred together like Giovanni brings ho's, and Brujah sits up straight, no more a rebel when Lord Caine rocks the mic, bass, and treble.

To become all that you are capable of being, you have to be willing to risk all that you already are.
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PostPosted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 12:09 am Reply with quoteBack to top

I /love/ it. Do more.
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PostPosted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 10:43 pm Reply with quoteBack to top

Whenever I see someone who raps I have to spit back. This is my first post on the forum too, trippy.

My verbal syntactics will leave you blind like geriatric...
Cataracts and as a matter-of-fact my superflous flow
Will leave you out in the cold, shivering and crying
As if from Santa you had just received a lump of coal
The color or a Vampire's heart, stalking through the dark
Of a city street lookin for something the color of red meat
The delicious red treat, to them, beware of whomever you meet
with long fangs, because their hunger pangs are supernatural
Maybe they'll be hospitable, won't even spit a flow, or talk like...
Dracula, vision clouding over all I want is to sink my teeth into an aorta.
Feel the life blood flow, as a warm body turns cold, do it just to show
that I can actually creep on prey like a giant urban lamprey.
Stalking, cat like graces seeing terror on the faces of people
While I hide in the shadow of places that no man dare Ventrue
Or did I mean venture.

Going on the rhyme time phase two, eyes open so I can look at you
I'm a predator, with more style than a Toreador, but then again
it's all the same to me, suffering from Deja Vu, if I were a Malkavian
With no sense of time, I might as well be committing crimes with an automatic
Iconoclastic like a fantastic Brujah bruiser shocking people like static...
Electricity, in the city, when the power goes out and its left in the penumbra
Watch out for the shadows, like a Lasombra I creep, bruh.
Like a wolf, or a grungy Gangrel, totally feral but with more punch lines
than if I were Will Farrel.
My click is tight, I strike quicker than a snake or a Setite.
I'll snap at ya, and bite, all is silent as if I were an Assamite
Blowing up bigger than a Middle Easter terrorist with dynomite, but my rhyme still stays tight.
I'm Ravnos, err I meant to say ravenous coming through with this
To make you say oh my God, and cringe as if you just saw a Nosferatu
Because what I do to you in my flows is straight scary like a disease
I take words, rhyme and graft them with better skill than a Tzimisce.
Conjugating like conjurations, verbal tactics, huh more like verbal magic
Come here, I got more words than a Tremere but hey there's no need to
fear, just steer clear and don't even laugh or joke because it ain't that
funny, I'll bang harder than a tampani and make more music than a
symphony just to expose you as a phony bologna,
if you're Don Corleoni than I'm Don Giovanni
Sitting in my palace in Venice, keeping my teeth cleaner than if I were a
Dentist, and I'll even throw in Kaisyd to make you say "Oh no he didn't!"
Well guess what, yep, yes I did.
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PostPosted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 11:14 pm Reply with quoteBack to top

This is what I like to see.


-face punching-

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