ronnie's official rhyme scheme/multisyllable/technical/lyrical/comparison/appreciation thread

[tonyclifton]

Freeway is dope . Underrated criminally


You still don't know anything about rhymes.

What he does is stretch out his bars in an unorthodox way . I'll go by your way


He'll go blah blah blah A
Blah blad blah A
Blah blah blah b
Blah blah blah b
Then back to A and start with C



You're a moron

 

[MINT]

BLAH BLAH BLAH

 

[VanVanCity]

The only Person on the coli I would drop on site

 

[Youngblood Priest]

U right.

 

[the cac mamba]

this dude is such a fakkit

 

[bangbreh]

this dude explained it like blah, blah, blah
same goes for your posts you pudgy mud colored fakkit

 

[the rhyme king]

i got kiss personally.

 

[the rhyme king]

Warning, this shyt's gon be rated R, restricted
You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted
Doctor slapped my momma, "bytch you got a sick kid"
Arrested, molested myself and got convicted
Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises
Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful
Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo
"Murder Murder Redrum"
Brain size of a bread crumb
Which drug will I end up dead from
Inebriated, till my stress is eleviated
"How in the fukk can Eminem and shady be related?"
Illiterate, illigitimate shyt spitter
bytch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder
Jumped out (Ahhhh!) killed the bytch and did her
Use to let the babysitter suck my dikk when I was little'er
Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fukkin Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler
Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler
Didn't Ya? Bring your bytch I wanna see if this dikk gon' fit in her

post some of your favorite eminem verse this is one of mine.

 

[marleyg]

 

[the rhyme king]

kool g rap one of my favorite lyricist ever dude birth so many mc's from nas to pac to punisher biggie etc.


Champagne wishes and caviar dreams a team that's gettin' cream
With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin' the life of Riley packin' fifty calis
Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley
Up in casinos just me and my dino primo
Pushin beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly latinos
Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count math from steam baths
We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the Queens half
Three major players gettin papers by the layers
And those that betray us on the block get rocked like Amadeus
Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
That'll straight pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
Da leaders, lookin straight charming in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army
The cee-lo rollers, money folders, sippin' Bolla, holdin mad payola
Slangin that Coke without the Cola
Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son

this type of rhyming u won't see no more man.

 

[the rhyme king]

I'm rated "R"...this is a warning, ya better void,
Poets are paranoid, DJ's D-stroyed,
Cuz I came back to attack others in spite-
Strike like lightnin', It's quite frightenin'!
But don't be afraid in the dark, in a park,
Not a scream or a cry, or a bark, more like a spark;
Ya tremble like a alcoholic, muscles tighten up,
What's that, lighten up! You see a sight but,
Suddenly you feel like your in a horror flick,
You grab your heart then wish for tomorrow quick!
Music's the clue, when I come your warned,
Apocolypse Now, when I'm done, ya gone!
Haven't you ever heard of a MC-murderer?
This is the death penalty,and I'm servin' a
death wish, so come on, step to this
hysterical idea for a lyrical professionist!
Friday the thirteenth, walking down Elm Street,
you come in my realm ya get beat!
This is off limits, so your visions are blurry,
All ya see is the meters at a volume,
pumping Lyrics of Fury!

 

[The Ruler 09]

This deserves to be appreciated highly definitely.

 

[tybo]

One of my favorite songs of all time. Son was SOOOOOOOOO far ahead of his time!

 

[the rhyme king]

 

[the rhyme king]

one for the money yes uhh two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin good
Where me and my nikka rodes the MARTA, through the hood
Just tryin ta find that hookup
Now everyday we look up at the ceiling
Watchin ceiling fans go around tryin ta catch that feelin
off instrumental, had my pencil, and plus my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
Writing rhymes tryin ta find our spot off in that light
Light off in that spot, known that we could rock
Doin the hole in the wall clubs, this shyt here must stop
Like freeze, we makin the crowd move but we not makin no G's
And that's a nono

incredible rhyming.