Chope of DPS - 5 Flavaz (Sicconomics Finale)
Chope vs Contempt of P.O.E.T.S. & Riddlah of S.M.P.) - I had to drop 5 different styles to show why I deserve the win.
Pure Poetry Pure HipHop DARK INSANE These mcs perceive life as a destructive force We as one unit devise what weve lived through as a mechanic for our own m
These mc's perceive life as a destructive force. We as one unit devise what we've lived through as a mechanic for our own music. In turn our words have become weapons. Don't believe it? Come and chat with us and you will be left exhiled from the living."
Story behind the song
THREE OF THESE BEATS WERE PROVIDED BY ILLNON FOR ROCKWISE PRODUCTIONS - Quality is bad because I had to drop the whole thing in two days - Did it half n' half style - Put more time into the deliveries and the special effects than the cleaning really.
Lyrics
(Flavor 1 - Battle Rap dedicated to Riddlah of SMP)
Riddlah's screams are as loud as it gets, YOU'RE ABOUT TO GET RIPPED // The ambitious, Canabalistic penis who's proud to eat dicks // Go Down On Me BITCH! There's nothin' bout you that's Sicc // You remind me of my first time rhyming only WITHOUT THE RESPECT // The Boy Scout for the net, infested with pitiful rhymes // Chope spits critical lines intended to RIDDLE YOUR MIND!! // I create lyrical crimes with scams to apprehend your stamina // You ain't El Presidente cuz you ain't no Jeru Da Damaja! // Scandalous plans to just ram planets up the family nuts // Riddlah couldn't HOC KEYS up if he was "Spitting" for Stanely Cups! // You fucking girl! Understand you simply can't be tough // You ain't even man enough to take a piss STANDING UP!!! // Now ANTE UP!!! I make Meals Outta Posses’ // The deal isn’t costly: Chope skewed Riddz – GRILLED ON THE BAR-B!!! // I’m driving over the bridge with Riddlah STILL IN THE CAR SEAT // And I’ll keep spitting this harshly till I ain’t hearing his heart beat! // Riddle me this – Riddle me that – How many Spanish Kids can Chope hit with his Bat? // This isn’t an act, Riddlah ya whack, ain’t even spittin’ lyrics in fact // Syfer tried to tell me that ya live-in-a-shack with kids addicted to crack // I spit raps that leave you puzzled yourself as well as in trouble with Devil and Hell // Riddlah defeating Chope? That’s a joke YOU WILL-NEVER-TELL! // Seems like ya skill level fell, I’ve got a riddle that’s been perplexing me: // “How does it feel to be the leader but the least favorite head in SMP?” // And just cause Contempt wasn't mentioned //Doesn't mean his ass is gonna win in the Sicconomics Dimension - NOW LISTEN //
(Flavor 2 - Concious Hip-Hop)
The message - Majestic - In a frightening way
My rhyme separates the differences between your night and day
Ignite the flames - I decided to travel inside your mind and pray
For your subconscious to flaunt it’s homage in a fine display
Sippin’ Wine n’ ‘Ray, I remember sniffing lines of yay
But my brain was so jaded that I had to hide the white away
This life is gray, and with the mic I’d like to say
We must fight and try to unite, (GODS!) it’s time to find a brighter place
Cause I’m sick of this darkness inflicted with hardships
Though I feel gifted YET Godless, he’s within’ us as artists
As political targets, as fallens, as venomous martyrs
He’s in our inner subconscious softly callin’ upon us
This is for kids livin’ in their city apartments
Townhouses or stuck in cubicle inches of office
Your usual offense needs to begin where the heart is
It’s at least a start to the conquest we’ll finish regardless
So while life rides tides let strife-drive-by
I’ll strive in my five-by-five-by-five
Dry eyed ly highs help you survive
Blurred rhymes swerve right turns off turnpikes
WORD LIFE - My soul’s in a “ ‘burned Mike’ ”
Nine point Eleven Earth Bytes stole his birth rights
Spit a verse bright as my 4/20 Cop Search lights
20 years of living only being worth 5
Visualizing diseases in each written thesis
I believe it’s a siege overthrowing our reaches
Poison being thrown into our wilderness n’ beaches
Children sitting speechless just another daily sequence
It’s just another daily sequence
Just another daily sequence [2x]
(Flavor 3 - Freestyle)
* No lyrics available
(Flavor 4 - Drunk Abstract)
MY STYLES ARE INSANE! I bet you didn't expect this one
But I'm back once again drunk with the kick drum
Just let the funk seep in
Chope of DPS is swiming in the deep end
I'm rollin' with POETS and you know it's the dopest
When Chope lose control of his focus, shit goes hocus pocus
I meant to say delerious shit is mad serious
Inferious idiots feel the psychedelic experience
I said shut the fuck up!
At stupid Riddlah, Contempt types sittin' stuck up
What I mean is FUCK Riddlah
Or what I mean is FUCK Contempt
Whatever the message is - You can suck a dick
