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Competition Entry by WillYum Wayne The NiteMare (Guest)

Submitted: February 12, 2010

ALABAMAS THE LOCATION THE RACE IS CAUCASIAN
THESE COWARDS GET DEVOURED WHEN I POWER UP THIS SPACESHIP
LYRICAL ASSASSIN WIELDIN A PUMP ACTION
YOU CAN HEAR THE BEAT THOUGH I DO THIS CLOSED CAPTION
INK BLEEDS MY SOUL WATCH IT FALL TO THE PAD
THE CHALLENGE IS TO MOLD IT ITS A WONDERFUL CRAFT
IMA MONSTER IMA GHOUL IN A HORRIBLE MASK
THAT JUSTIFY THE FEAR THAT YOU FEEL WHEN I PASS
THE NITEMARE'S DREAM IS A MIC AND A LAB
A BOTH A BEAT AN ENVELOPE FULLA CASH
A STAGE A CROWD A HUNDRED SONGS ON STASH
QUANTITIY AIN'T SHIT IF YA QUALITY IS TRASH
IMAGINATIVE LINES IMMACULATE DESIGN
THE FACT IS THAT I RYHME FOR COVERAGE I CANT FIND
HATERS WONT LET ME SHINE THEY PROMOTE ME DEMISE
DEVOTED TO MY MOTIVE "GIVE HIP HOP LIFE"

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Competition Entry by RAY VERCHER (Guest)

Submitted: February 3, 2010

NEVER BEEN TO IMAGINATIVE BUT WHAT I IMAGINE IS
A WORLD OF PEACE AND HARMONY YEP THATS WHAT THE CHALLENGE IS
DO WE POSSES THE POWER TO PROMOTE WELL BEING
TELL ME HOW I CAN JUSTIFY WHAT I'M SEEING
A LIFE WITH NO BARS NO COVERAGE WHEN I NEED TO BE CONNECTED THE MOST
AN ASSASSIN WITH HIS MARK SET ON A GHOST
LOST WITH NO HOPE SEAL THE ENVELOPE SEND THIS TO THE POPE
ASK HIM HOW I'M SUPPOSED TO COPE
MORE DEMAND THAN QUANTITY
TELL ME I'M SO GOOD BUT THEY DON'T REALLY WANT ME
CHANGE LOCATION NEW IDENTITY
HOPING THE HATERS DON'T RECONIZE ME
WILL THINGS EVER BE THE WAY I IMAGINED IT WOLD BE
DOESN'T SEEM LIKELY


Competition Entry by Capri-Sun (Member)

Submitted: February 2, 2010

In reality, don't challenge me. I'm the rapping assassin
with enthusiastic, massive rap patterns that cause action
I'm the most amazing. My flow's the greatest, ain't it?
I'm associated with the dopest poets. I know their location
This is the moment when my flow gets ferocious
I gotta promote it and beat my opponents who are hoping
that I fall down. I'm going all-out. The rap addict
is back at it killing you wack rappers like I'm backstabbing
I make professional records like the Trackmasters
I'm a detonator, record breaker. Watch the glass shatter
I'm the last rapper my foes should go up against "fa sho"
Here's a death wish. You get the message. It's in an envelope
You cowards know how powerful and redoubtable I am
For every hour I'm rhyming, my power is rising
Time to devour you guys with my disastrous lyrics
This ain't acting, you live it. Life ain't imaginative
You can't buy love, kid. Their goes your coverage
I know you're giving up and you should just kick the bucket
It's quality over quantity, and honestly,
you can't justify on how to impressively test your mind


Competition Entry by Adonis (Member)

Submitted: February 2, 2010

yo, it's no challenge when it comes to usin' my talent,
I'm thinkin' so much that my cranium is losin' its balance,
it's a lyrical exercise in order to test your mind,
I'm known to check the rhyme, anyone can justify, I bet if I
show this to the public, they'll focus and they'll love it,
my audience is bigger than the size of the coverage
of the lens of a camera yo, it's understandable,
my fortunate fate is sealed like a letter in an envelope,
I'm better than you amateurs, I'm the rappin' assassin,
I'm always up to no good, I'm badder than Jackson,
I have a knack for some action, but I stay so patient,
my flow's greatest, and New York is my location,
I love tacklin' and battlin' these inaccurate savages,
Rap music, I have a knack for it, killin' it is imaginative,
I have a desire to viciously stop the cowards,
"you think you can?" of course, like Snap, I GOT THE POWER!
I must defend myself, these fools expect to conquer me,
man, they don't even know what the heck is quantity,
no joke, I'm gonna pro-voke every slo-mo who gets no dough,
hypothetically speakin', I'm about to pro-mote, so go.


Competition Entry by Ptownassassin (Guest)

Submitted: January 29, 2010

I'm an assassin wit an unimaginatively imaginative static when I spit bars devour wit sick as milk sour lyrics wit mad power I'm not close to a rat but I handle cheese n u get plenty holes n u lik cottage if u challenge me dudes snitch lik I new I couldn't trust them guys only god can judge so don't try to justify yo my flow heated crack no sauna dope when I spit I fold guys like a envelope battle me u can get smoked thinking I'm weak u trying to promote u can't c dis ghost the range of danger from my anger can touch u if u bring it outta me u spit alot but never forget quality over quantity my lines be quakin leavin emcees shakin like Haitians the key to victory is always location u say u fly but u only hovering put u in a tough situation trying to ball like double coverage it's nothin


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Words and Closing Date

Words

fireworks, guitar, ink, messenger, spade, boxing, midget, ostrich, hamburger, gorilla

Closing Date

March 9, 2014

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