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Battle for ell oh title
indie hiphop rap music rb underground freestyle battle gangster brother ali royce disses consyse myth
hip-hop, freestyle, battle rap/disses, R&B, underground, indie
The "MYTH Music" LP is in the works and will be released some time in Feb 05. CoN-SysE's Debut EP, currently untitled is also in the works and will be scheduled for a March 05 release date. The "Best Of...04 Mix Tape" is in the works as well with no confirmed release date. We are still looking for artists and producers to be featured on this compilation. If you are interested contact me through soundclick and I will get you the details. =MYTH Music Inc 2004=
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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#144,912 today Peak #1,070
#90,286 in subgenre Peak #570
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~CoN-SysE~
Uploaded
December 01, 2004
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Yo, it’s ya I-CoN’s comeback and now I gotta waste it on chumps I’m like them underground wells, I’ll make you put ya face to the pump Holding the street ‘sweeper’ and these brooms slice through specks of dust Should be from Bloomfield the way I-CoN-Nect-to-cut Only thing sweet is my tooth and I’m gonna eat this childs bars You couldn’t pull out a win if you was holding the “WilD CarD” Ya flow ain’t nothing special spit ya bars with my style And they still wouldn’t get you nowhere like cars with high miles It’s like Benzino –vs- Em, but what’s next’ll get you… …you should have though twice before you even PRESSED the issue if these techs don’t get you then them Remington’s will biting poems is the only time you put 5 fingers to steel/steal and I am above you, no matter the peak you reach you couldn’t walk away with a win if it was beneath your feet talking like you a killer, nigga please show me how.. When the population in Bloomfield is less than 20 thou?!! Then you wanna talk about revolvers, man… I heard it all before And the only revolver you sport seems to involve a door I’m through taking out the trash so go help your mom with chores My jaws are sore… run along before I point out your flaws some more!! Quick beat break You thought I ran outta gas nigga who’s not gonna start This nigga punch like a blind boxer throwin shots in the dark Cu-ZIT seems like you did that diss for attention (what the FUCK) You’re a bigger OXY-moron than in school suspension This nigga wanna get me out like a spot on a shirt But like a bad break up line “it’s just not gonna work” And I ain’t mad at the MOD, but that nigga did crown him I’m gonna put sight back in the dark where that nigga Sin found him Somebody tell him he’s had it or throw in a towel He’s like “G” I wonder “Y” “A” Vannah please show him a vowel/ GAY Study up on your “Science” cuz that shit can be “FATAL” You got the game Rearranged like from the Grave to the Cradle When you lack exiting flows you resort to biting POEMS?!! and the real INSIGHT came when we shed the light on your clone/ Remember that?! Step off Con-SysE’s Throne! You ain’t fit for the part… …he ain’t a king, hit the road.. get a wizard to get him some heart… and he got the nerve to say I’M gassed.. light a match and he’ll melt More like a Honda Insight the kids Gassin Himself Nigga I coulda been ya father but I had the address misspelled FUCK IT, I’ll just ACT like I’m his daddy and smack him with belts Must be hard coming up with out a man in the house That’s why he’s on Sins dick so hard he got a rash in his mouth Pay close attention to the advice that I’m gonna give out next… …NEVER leave a return address when you send out THREATS!!! I had to laugh at that corny lil diss you wrote to Wiz, cuz you barely broke the skin acting like you smoked the kid AND I ain’t gotta brush my shoulders, my whole crews lint free Like forgetting your girl on valentines Surprised you made it 2/15 (to 15) So you can save the bottle of BEANO just pack a gun and clip Call me Pepto-Bismol, cuz now I’m back… so guess who’s run-in this shit… …BITCH (lol) Beat Switch I really don’t ‘fuck with kids’ my shot’s knock out ya wind-chester Even with affirmative action you’re a no hire/higher no sense/sins lesser I’m not the man to call… I’ll laugh at your mom… I never jabbed in her draws If I did she wouldn’t have had you at all cuz I’d crush her vaginal walls I’m only here for the title dog, the rest can escape me… So you can tell em how the tech gonna spray me but I bet it won’t delay me And I know exactly why your mug shot never graced the ELL! Cuz you ashamed of ya volcanic acne covered face from hell Come on sight don’t even try and sham me now clown, especially when you the one rockin Sins hand me down crown So tell me who’s the lesser chump, champ? Or is sight too blind to see… You never OWNED the title dogg, you just signed a lease. I got half a mind t
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