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LamourXx schreef:
animal - harry shotta
No kicking back, no intro, straight inNo time off, in the kitchen bakingLike Raekwon I’m a chef with the recipeBest of me ain’t been seen yet, Destiny’sChild wild child with the wild freestyleSo wild with the style, I was raised on Chester PSkinnyman poetry, poisonous pedigreeFuse rap with the DNB so cleverlyNobody in DNB is lyrically ahead of meAnd they will never be, I’m ahead of them on the melody Jealousy, better be, switched off quick'fore I kill these clowns like Ben did Heather BFriends turned enemy, when you getbetter feesI’ll bun lickle rats and I’ll tief your cheddar cheeseMinor, the rhyme asylum, my dinerDiamond drill flows in your brain, co-signerOf Azza and Grima, grimy one linerLike Grim Sickers, I’ll black bin bag himToe tag him, tag up the Great Wall of ChinaI'm a rhymer, that can’t be compared to anybody I swearI sink your cruise linerBring any crew and I’ll spin ya best rhymerAnyone friend or foe, get to know manTell me I’m major, I’m yet to blowMan are hogging the mic, spitting hundred barsI spit a quick sixteen, when I get to flowAnd make a boy look stupid, go and ask Rude KidMy time on the set, you better move itNo I don’t, wanna go back to backWith 2 tracks, two twos, you're wack and I’ll prove itSuper human lyrically murdering any riddimYou can do it in a second I reckon, I get a brudda fumingYou're assuming you could even kick it with me lyricallyA miracle for you to even try with your gimmickyStyle so simplistic stupidityThe soul of mischief nine three till infinityI graduated from the school of SkibadeeShabba D, Fallacy, Wu-Tang Killa BeeAlien ability, flow so militaryMaster like P, No Limit G, bil a treeKick back acrobat with these acronymsAnd sublimes, abstract with agilityJ Dilla tracks spin round in my memoryI’mcold with the meti’s, punchlines and similesLike Krept, but you can’t clone nobody similarSick on the mic, like my don MynatureRoom turn to a furnaceWhen I finish a thirty two massacre, go and ask LinekerI’m man of the (match)When I draw for the (match)Mix liquor with the gas on the track, I’m sinisterI, don’t trust any prime ministerAny MP, with their nasty ways, I’m DillinjaCarry on, killing the riddim with lyricismAnd when I’m with Scru, the flow just gets fizzierEveryone says my bookings are nutsBut I screw them down, I wanna be busierI’m a spinners, that's why you dizzierRhyme chlamydia, what? Getting rid of yaSmooth like Nivea, lotion, potentPugilist, lyricist properly smokingThe mic while you’re probably sulking, no kingWe can’t collab' on a tune insultingIntelligence, you’re no relevant, boastingBout you got bars, but I heard your barsAnd all I’m saying is kid better stick to hostingI’ll bring out the rage and Zack de la Roch' himMix rap with the DNB, nobody seeing meI do a six hour set like I’m Andy CFrom the start to the E-N-DMy fee 3 bags, and the X-0 BrandyYou can ask Fatman D, I’m biological on these beatsAnd my Young Gunz handyWith their fist, don’t get it twist, man ain’t trying to warBut don’t play me for no GandhiI’ll play dirty, kill 'em on a riddim, you know, we getmurkyMan a man are big since Kool Skool, trust me a true schooldonTake shots at Shotta; the certified CertiGo and ask Funky, Flirt he, knows the levsWhen I take my aim and expertlyShut the ting down from earlyWith a strong flow, big combo like Eks Man and Erbzie(Wha) duppy any bloodclart ShubzIn the manor in the man are on taking your goodsDem man are too boog, try looking all hoodWith the hoody up, half way crooks get shookFrom a lyrical acrobat, back to back with thatSmacking the track, I see change adapt to thatWacking 'em back with that, pattern attack the trackAny tempo don man dem ah rap to thatBack to back with that, dark up a deep trackWhat’s going on Phants, bring the beat backI’m Organik on the riddim I’ll eat thatYour top three don’t include me, delete thatYour opinion nah nah nah, keep thatTo yourself, scratch that fuck off and tweet thatAny publicity good publicitySweet boys don’t get brave, don’t speak backI’ma speak that real talk, me be wackNever gonna happen, I’m dope like a G packG’s in the game see thatI’m a G, when it comes to to the wordplay, GG we crackGrey Goose, ganging it, banging it, we lackIn no area, my G’s be thatClique in the corner, skanking to 2PacUnderground kings, but you already knew thatTrue that, who that, rude cat, man ah move thatFood to the fiends in the clubs when I slew thatStage show, music junkie’s want new rapsAddicts all panic, when I serve up new tracksLick this, chew that, bars, I do thatCup of tea brew that, write me a new rapYou cats scared of the lavaThe flow father, ring of fire I just jump through thatDynamite flow, so sick, hypnosisIn the summer solstice, I’m getting explosiveImpulsive rhymer, injecting two dosageSo corrosive, and these jokers know thisThe oldest trick in the book it won’t work on meWith the bars I’m berserk, better focusOn the front line, I’ma deal with the jokersTracks so dope, it's transcending culturesMan ah man talking 'bout there bigger or badderI kill 'em with the venom, pulling up the ladderI’m mad as a mad hatter, mad as a BlackadderDealing with the matter, the maddest and baddest UK rapperTrack smacker, Chewbacca, slew rappers, you rappers, ain’tdappersI’m a dappa dan, you mother fuckers look knackered, weakNow it’s all getting all peakGot everybody talking like Nicki and MeekUnique on a riddim political like PeekDon’t speak, no doubt, I’m Insta your KeekDoing everything you wanna but never gonna I leekTracks hotter than the weather in MozambiqueI’m a freak of nature it’s not that deepMan ask how did I get so many barsMy advice to the bredda was, "Donny don’t sleep"Out rap anybody in the club, in the streetAny new school don that they say’s got heatTake time take seat, take note while I beat this beatBeep-Beep, flat line, I’ll eatYour heart like English Frank, take no defeatAny cipher without me not completeMan ah try spit complex, they're not on beatI’m a beast on the mic; I battle 'em on streetDon’t flop or you might get drop on the concreteDNB King Team Drumz like DrepziBut you might hear me on some EskiBeats, most versatile, do not test meI’m a modern day Dizzy GillespieScatting on the track, and I’m wacking 'em back - McEnroeMaking a racket, best keep on clapping yoClap back on a rap track slap a fassy oleCassidy style, catch bodies on CassioClassical kingpin, cooking like casserolesCats try cat my flow, complete batty olesDon don dad the dadio like BagioRiding the groove like Rider or FabioFantastic, on a macky I go wackoBarack Obama, blacking out in a black holeThe capo when I snap, no pop crackleWant more like MackleKick back and cackleMajor like C when I battle, debaclesWon the true son of the sixth son, I tackleToo many topics, rhyme vandal, RamboLethal like Bizzle, in his Lambo, I’m DjangoCome back with an artillery, can’t handleHand to hand, mic to mic get scrambleCan’t mess with my ability, can’t gambleRamble on diss me fam, that’s a scandalBring in the deep ting on a riddim like RandalCouldn’t hold a candle to the way I come with a brand newangleIn a black Kangol, sipping on Tango, breh’s get strangleWith the mic lead, then head straight to Nando’sExtra hot ting, never lime with the mangoLooking on a black card like my don JamalKeeping it funky, are you gonna bang though?Bangs in the whip, real life no pantoMime, I never mine like the chick from the land ofFog in the Time, is all mine, all fineWhen I define, flow perfection on b line’sHe ain’t got a clue how to market meSo he offered a contract, but I just declinedJumped in the whip, my boy sparked the piffBut I still don’t smoke the reefa, I declinedTreat the game like it's tea timeEat everything that I can as quick as I can, quicker than Running in Twickenham, licking shots, with a sickerplanSick of these sod’s I’m gonna kill 'em like a wicker manWickedest lyrical terrorist but never typicalThese dickheads couldn’t flow as quick as this and keep itlyricalAnalysing the flow I be kicking, it’s very spiritualThe pinnacle of double time ripping up any visualVisualise me spitting these lyrics I think it's pitifulThrowing darts at the Shotta on a subliminalSonically I’m on a different level no apologyYou bredda’s ain’t feeling my flow that shits criminalProved it, so many times with so many rhymesSo many times I’ve shined, on so many showsSo many flows, my catalogue of these videosWork rates (fucked) I’m stepping back into physioPhysically and mentally ready to get busy thoughRascal in the booth tryna get a little Dizzy though2015, you can smell my hungerBust rhymes quick then I just asked what’s the dealy ODo what I wanna and I will when I wannaWhen I wanna Maradona on the mic, them cynicalCats are too clinical, see wars I win 'em allWar mongers dead in the clash there all minimalMinors, I’m king of all flows so flammableGang bang beats, I’m a true track cannibalHannibal Lecter, in the sectorMechanical mind on the mic, I’m a bloodclart animal! 

11 woorden :
running 
battle (battlefield --> als dit niet mag 10woorden)
nature
sick
scratch
dark
change
cold
three
you
jealousy

(het is wel 6min11seconden maar de laatste 10sec wordt er niets gezegd)

Stud schreef:
Je mag maar 1 liedje inzenden, maar wel steeds verbeteren je laatste liedje telt

6 minuten is echt het limiet sorry moet daar echt een grens trekken ook al wordt er niets gezegd die 10 seconde horen bij het liedje im sory kan dit dan niet goedkeuren want dan ben ik oneerlijk naar derest @LamourXx 

LamourXx schreef:
snap ik volledig !