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yo! this is a first-time-ever shit.... me n my pal fazze just finished doin a track together. skills's the name... straight up non stop hiphop!
oh yeh credit goes to fazze for mixing the vox.
here's the link : http://www.4shared.com/file/36475148/c9bff999/Mode__Fazze---SKILLS.html
Lyrics
Mode:
i’m the product of scientific facts and God’s divine craft
i rap when I feel I gotta lay a fucking track
and create a bloody path, for y’all to just follow
now swallow the fact bitches these rhymes be immortal
and I ain’t gotta borrow your dime worth idea
i make, break, create styles and so I be a
sheer whiz kid with dope tactics
i have whatever good things your brain lacks bitch
that must a hurt you real bad
i’m the real cat, when beat drops I hope you get it real fast
my jotted down feelings stomp you even harder
with the aid of the thoughts that circulate my gray matter
each of these words represents my burning vengeance
string em together and what you get is a deadly sentence
leave you all defenseless, I’m a rebel to begin with
i penetrate the fad and demonstrate my realness
i be the realest, illest with killer rhymes
bust infinite times better verse, hip-hop redefined
i keep on coming back with the heat
have you on the edge of your seat
i’m the type of the beast you can’t leash
motherfucker!
got no limit, I’m infinite
put an end to your life with poetic force innit
fuck bitches and hoes you don’t need no motherfucking gimmick
to blast to the top if you got the purest form of lyrics
so here we go Fazze and Mode
trading rhymes, crazy lines, mad skills intertwine
ill rhymes non stop
hold the mic and rock blocks verbally
from my soul to yours i’m transmitting the energy
say what you gotta say, i gotta make it happen
i gotta make a move not to prove nothing to you
devoted myself to the underground scene
bitch slapping you circus clowns
the most baddest of human being
fazze:
This beat b fading coz we aint devil hating//
& we r levitating coz 4 da fans we b entertaining//
Ur flows slow like a caterpillar,we here 2 snatch-a-killer//
Later we found out itz a‘she’so catch-her-wil-ya//
I aint rappin abt sex & drugs coz ma shit’s different//
Mode itz our duty 2 raise bd,com on lets rip-her-thn//
Chicks sayin ma rhymes ill,im most-cute-though//
Injectin ma lines on ur head like a mos-qui-to//
Stil droppin da bitch wth ma jaw-droppin multies//
Went frm unskilled 2 specialist,donno whr ma fault is//
But ready on takin maself 2 whrevr da world leads//
So we b da realest mcz ready 2 take ne cold feeds//
Wth ma tough lyrics man I can-persist//
On & on so u’ll hav ur anchor-seized//
if u dont follow me thn try 2 answer-this//
u talk shit thtz y al of ur fans-are-pissed//
hoes controllin coz thr hoes &-are-bitch//-es
So If a girl sniffs coke on her hand-ker-chief//
thn throw it away & try 2 hand-her-dis//
& abt cigarettes keep on doin coz cancers-exist//
Whnevr time comes 4 freestylin,we nvr tongue-tie//
Coz of our lines our status it always hung-high//
Coz dis lines I make, I str8 up call-it-POP-OUT//
Gettin nowhr on life like som collage-DROP-OUTS//
BDz hip-hops fucked while we start 2 come in//
Dont wanna die on sleep,I rather see it coming//
Tearing yal flesh, call me a cannibal//Lines from
the minds of an animal//Gear, itz still at manual//
Now Bangladesh facing da sickest collaboration//
We droppin rhymes faster thn bitches havin abortion//
When we jus started we rapped like aimless kids//
Nevr thought da public would no diz names exist//
Skills whatever the hell did that meant?//
Dis statements comin str8 frm da EAST side basements//
Coz 4 dis lines provin da fact,tht imma lyrical maniac//
Am gone & im BACK, now thtz whr im at//
hope y'all enjoy this! waitin for feeeeeeds...
oh yeh credit goes to fazze for mixing the vox.
here's the link : http://www.4shared.com/file/36475148/c9bff999/Mode__Fazze---SKILLS.html
Lyrics
Mode:
i’m the product of scientific facts and God’s divine craft
i rap when I feel I gotta lay a fucking track
and create a bloody path, for y’all to just follow
now swallow the fact bitches these rhymes be immortal
and I ain’t gotta borrow your dime worth idea
i make, break, create styles and so I be a
sheer whiz kid with dope tactics
i have whatever good things your brain lacks bitch
that must a hurt you real bad
i’m the real cat, when beat drops I hope you get it real fast
my jotted down feelings stomp you even harder
with the aid of the thoughts that circulate my gray matter
each of these words represents my burning vengeance
string em together and what you get is a deadly sentence
leave you all defenseless, I’m a rebel to begin with
i penetrate the fad and demonstrate my realness
i be the realest, illest with killer rhymes
bust infinite times better verse, hip-hop redefined
i keep on coming back with the heat
have you on the edge of your seat
i’m the type of the beast you can’t leash
motherfucker!
got no limit, I’m infinite
put an end to your life with poetic force innit
fuck bitches and hoes you don’t need no motherfucking gimmick
to blast to the top if you got the purest form of lyrics
so here we go Fazze and Mode
trading rhymes, crazy lines, mad skills intertwine
ill rhymes non stop
hold the mic and rock blocks verbally
from my soul to yours i’m transmitting the energy
say what you gotta say, i gotta make it happen
i gotta make a move not to prove nothing to you
devoted myself to the underground scene
bitch slapping you circus clowns
the most baddest of human being
fazze:
This beat b fading coz we aint devil hating//
& we r levitating coz 4 da fans we b entertaining//
Ur flows slow like a caterpillar,we here 2 snatch-a-killer//
Later we found out itz a‘she’so catch-her-wil-ya//
I aint rappin abt sex & drugs coz ma shit’s different//
Mode itz our duty 2 raise bd,com on lets rip-her-thn//
Chicks sayin ma rhymes ill,im most-cute-though//
Injectin ma lines on ur head like a mos-qui-to//
Stil droppin da bitch wth ma jaw-droppin multies//
Went frm unskilled 2 specialist,donno whr ma fault is//
But ready on takin maself 2 whrevr da world leads//
So we b da realest mcz ready 2 take ne cold feeds//
Wth ma tough lyrics man I can-persist//
On & on so u’ll hav ur anchor-seized//
if u dont follow me thn try 2 answer-this//
u talk shit thtz y al of ur fans-are-pissed//
hoes controllin coz thr hoes &-are-bitch//-es
So If a girl sniffs coke on her hand-ker-chief//
thn throw it away & try 2 hand-her-dis//
& abt cigarettes keep on doin coz cancers-exist//
Whnevr time comes 4 freestylin,we nvr tongue-tie//
Coz of our lines our status it always hung-high//
Coz dis lines I make, I str8 up call-it-POP-OUT//
Gettin nowhr on life like som collage-DROP-OUTS//
BDz hip-hops fucked while we start 2 come in//
Dont wanna die on sleep,I rather see it coming//
Tearing yal flesh, call me a cannibal//Lines from
the minds of an animal//Gear, itz still at manual//
Now Bangladesh facing da sickest collaboration//
We droppin rhymes faster thn bitches havin abortion//
When we jus started we rapped like aimless kids//
Nevr thought da public would no diz names exist//
Skills whatever the hell did that meant?//
Dis statements comin str8 frm da EAST side basements//
Coz 4 dis lines provin da fact,tht imma lyrical maniac//
Am gone & im BACK, now thtz whr im at//
hope y'all enjoy this! waitin for feeeeeeds...
Last edited by on Thu Jan 31, 2008 9:43 pm; edited 1 time in total
...seriously...yea man if i c ne rappers verse WITHOUT multies thn i think he aint fit 2 b on da rap game....neway...but still i thought ma delivery & flow wasnt gud...i need 2 improve i gez...but neway thanks 4 da comments man....appreciated
. keep em comin...
