(You all know about cheatin' death I'm sure, or maybe death cheatin' you...
Either way, you all can relate, so drop some replies)
[SSJBA]
I cheat death like those hoes who fuck everybody just for designer clothes/
I avoid the reaper, put away that rubber Brad, it feels different you know/
Been cheating death since before I can remember, one too many drinks/
Thrown up in way too many sinks, the Lord must think I'm unique/
Been thrown from cars, kicked out of bars, knocked out only to see stars/
Been lookin off death's paper for years, no fear, but it's not like I don't
have scars/
Seen death in every shape and form, seen too many buried in the past/
Cried too many tears from losing my peers, yet why does HE let me last?/
Been the passenger in near death collisions, made unfit decisions/
Seen too many innocents spend the rest of their lives in these overpacked
prisons/
Yet here I am cheating death with every breath, what about them babies unborn/
What keeps me away from that fatal scorn, I carry on while others mourn/
The loss of what death took away, yea I cheat death, I cheat it well/
I blow smoke well, I drink malt liquor better, keep my girl wetter, I don't
fail/
Thanks to death, but yet I know one day he'll come for me, alone in bed/
After one drink too many, after one blunt too many, he'll come for my head/
Just play fair and take me when I'm sleeping, not on the highway drunk/
Keep me from bullets, keep me from getting dumped, turned into junk/
Until then, just gonna keep cheating until death gets mad and has had enough/
That's why I tell her I love her everynight, only cause I know it matters much/
I keep her out of touch with such tearful goodnights, only cause I cheat death/
I know it's dangerous, this life with strangers, I battle death like another
form of stress/
[Ish]
This lifes full of close calls, and second chances//
I survived the streets, diseases through sex, and cancers//
As far as doctors, even the best can't answer//
Why my fathers ill, and only my neck and hands hurt//
They still take blood, give tests, and can't learn//
Why my luck of surviving is less than pants curve//
I live life never knowing when's my 'last' nerve//
But what ya'll don't know, is that Ish has plans first//
At sixteen I shouldn't have been in a man's shirt//
I've been through hate, evil, love, and fractures//
The past hurts, while I avoid the presents bad turns//
While the future still seems unclear like fast blurs//
So I'll continue to amaze, until my life has been captured//
I'll just smoke with brad, get mad, and remain plastered//
And I'll STILL have this whole entire rap game mastered//
-----
We'll keep comin hot with collabs till we get some respect up in here.
Is it hard to reply and give us a few words about how good you think it is?
We work hard on all of our rhymes, I try to critique as much as possible, but
the last collab I did with brad got a total reply of "one", and only one more
after I reposted it...That's pathetic, then I watch some newcomer come in and
get 37 tips on how to make his rhymes better...meanwhile about a few posts
earlier there's that SSJBA and Ish collab "Contro-verses"...if you read it,
maybe you'll see why we called it "contro-verses"...The whole idea of this
board is assbackwards, but for now, just enjoy the rhyme we just gave you...A
tasty treat indeed.
Ish...out
On 26 Mar 2001 08:38:07 GMT, gtoff...@aol.comical (Ish) wrote:
>"I Cheat Death"
>
>(You all know about cheatin' death I'm sure, or maybe death cheatin' you...
>Either way, you all can relate, so drop some replies)
>
>[SSJBA]
>
>I cheat death like those hoes who fuck everybody just for designer clothes/
>I avoid the reaper, put away that rubber Brad, it feels different you know/
These lines are hot
>Been cheating death since before I can remember, one too many drinks/
>Thrown up in way too many sinks, the Lord must think I'm unique/
HAHA!!
>What keeps me away from that fatal scorn, I carry on while others mourn/
>The loss of what death took away
nice
>I blow smoke well, I drink malt liquor better, keep my girl wetter, I don't
>fail/
haha
>Just play fair and take me when I'm sleeping, not on the highway drunk/
>Keep me from bullets, keep me from getting dumped, turned into junk/
>Until then, just gonna keep cheating until death gets mad and has had enough/
>That's why I tell her I love her everynight, only cause I know it matters much/
>I keep her out of touch with such tearful goodnights, only cause I cheat death/
>I know it's dangerous, this life with strangers, I battle death like another
>form of stress/
>
LOVE this end sequence
>[Ish]
>
>This lifes full of close calls, and second chances//
>I survived the streets, diseases through sex, and cancers//
>As far as doctors, even the best can't answer//
>Why my fathers ill, and only my neck and hands hurt//
>They still take blood, give tests, and can't learn//
>Why my luck of surviving is less than pants curve//
>I live life never knowing when's my 'last' nerve//
>But what ya'll don't know, is that Ish has plans first//
>At sixteen I shouldn't have been in a man's shirt//
>I've been through hate, evil, love, and fractures//
>The past hurts, while I avoid the presents bad turns//
>While the future still seems unclear like fast blurs//
>So I'll continue to amaze, until my life has been captured//
>I'll just smoke with brad, get mad, and remain plastered//
>And I'll STILL have this whole entire rap game mastered//
>
Ish, this whole verse is hot... i LOVE how you kept the same rhyme
scheme here... excellent work!
>-----
>
>We'll keep comin hot with collabs till we get some respect up in here.
Well, Brad knows i respect his shit... you just earned a lot of my
respect with this verse, and the contro-verses (yes, i did peep it...
just too fat and lazy to reply... i'm horrible, i'm sorry!)
>Is it hard to reply and give us a few words about how good you think it is?
*bows head down, has painful flashbacks of kindergarten teacher
screaming at me, replies with a muttered pout*.... no.
>We work hard on all of our rhymes, I try to critique as much as possible, but
>the last collab I did with brad got a total reply of "one", and only one more
>after I reposted it...That's pathetic
I'm sorry again... i feel like the ultimate of ultimate pathetic
losers... i'll try not to let my patheticity overwhelm me again.
> then I watch some newcomer come in and
>get 37 tips on how to make his rhymes better
lately i don't reply... or just say they're wack, no matter how the
rhyme was.
>...meanwhile about a few posts
>earlier there's that SSJBA and Ish collab "Contro-verses"...if you read it,
>maybe you'll see why we called it "contro-verses"
because it's contro-verse-ial?
...The whole idea of this
>board is assbackwards, but for now, just enjoy the rhyme we just gave you...A
>tasty treat indeed.
yum... *licks fingers* chomp gnarl chew... me like tastie treets!!
>
>Ish...out
>
>
>
>
Lines that I can relate to:
> Seen death in every shape and form, seen too many buried in the past/
> Cried too many tears from losing my peers, yet why does HE let me last?/
> Been the passenger in near death collisions, made unfit decisions/
> This lifes full of close calls, and second chances//
> I've been through hate, evil, love, and fractures//
"Ish" <gtoff...@aol.comical> wrote in message
news:20010326033807...@ng-mf1.aol.com...
> [SSJBA]
>
> I cheat death like those hoes who fuck everybody just for designer
clothes/
> I avoid the reaper, put away that rubber Brad, it feels different you
know/
> Been cheating death since before I can remember, one too many drinks/
> Thrown up in way too many sinks, the Lord must think I'm unique/
hot.....
> Been thrown from cars, kicked out of bars, knocked out only to see stars/
> Been lookin off death's paper for years, no fear, but it's not like I
don't
> have scars/
> Seen death in every shape and form, seen too many buried in the past/
> Cried too many tears from losing my peers, yet why does HE let me last?/
> Been the passenger in near death collisions, made unfit decisions/
> Seen too many innocents spend the rest of their lives in these overpacked
> prisons/
> Yet here I am cheating death with every breath, what about them babies
unborn/
> What keeps me away from that fatal scorn, I carry on while others mourn/
hubba hubba
> The loss of what death took away, yea I cheat death, I cheat it well/
> I blow smoke well, I drink malt liquor better, keep my girl wetter, I
don't
> fail/
> Thanks to death, but yet I know one day he'll come for me, alone in bed/
> After one drink too many, after one blunt too many, he'll come for my
head/
> Just play fair and take me when I'm sleeping, not on the highway drunk/
> Keep me from bullets, keep me from getting dumped, turned into junk/
> Until then, just gonna keep cheating until death gets mad and has had
enough/
> That's why I tell her I love her everynight, only cause I know it matters
much/
dope beyond comprehesion
> I keep her out of touch with such tearful goodnights, only cause I cheat
death/
> I know it's dangerous, this life with strangers, I battle death like
another
> form of stress/
nice closer...very good rhyme...one of your best mayB.
>
> [Ish]
>
> This lifes full of close calls, and second chances//
> I survived the streets, diseases through sex, and cancers//
> As far as doctors, even the best can't answer//
> Why my fathers ill, and only my neck and hands hurt//
Yo I can relate to that....good rhyme
> They still take blood, give tests, and can't learn//
> Why my luck of surviving is less than pants curve//
> I live life never knowing when's my 'last' nerve//
> But what ya'll don't know, is that Ish has plans first//
> At sixteen I shouldn't have been in a man's shirt//
> I've been through hate, evil, love, and fractures//
> The past hurts, while I avoid the presents bad turns//
> While the future still seems unclear like fast blurs//
Still same scheme...simply stunning, son
> So I'll continue to amaze, until my life has been captured//
> I'll just smoke with brad, get mad, and remain plastered//
> And I'll STILL have this whole entire rap game mastered//
Wow....wonderful.
>
> We'll keep comin hot with collabs till we get some respect up in here.
> Is it hard to reply and give us a few words about how good you think it
is?
Naw
> We work hard on all of our rhymes, I try to critique as much as possible,
but
> the last collab I did with brad got a total reply of "one", and only one
more
> after I reposted it...That's pathetic, then I watch some newcomer come in
and
> get 37 tips on how to make his rhymes better...meanwhile about a few posts
> earlier there's that SSJBA and Ish collab "Contro-verses"...if you read
it,
> maybe you'll see why we called it "contro-verses"...The whole idea of this
> board is assbackwards, but for now, just enjoy the rhyme we just gave
you...A
> tasty treat indeed.
>
yo, I been busy....tryna catch up...but you better read my '150 Bars' which
got no reply at all...
Vadik
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"Apparently, 1 in 5 people in the world are Chinese.
And there are 5 people in my family, so it must be one
of them. It's either my mum or my dad. Or my older
brother Colin. Or my younger brother Ho-Cha-Chu. But
I think it's Colin." -- Redeem
-B
On the real though it wasn't the dopest but I could relate to everything
you were talking about. To me that's a bigger part of the rhyme than
anything.
Big Mike
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1. For a better rhyme don't listen to any advice I may give you....
peace....:)