HaHAAAA...what up
RF? Kinch the Knife Blade aka Shred the Contract aka The Tarantula Hawk here. Took us a minute to put all the pieces together, but here's our collaboration, we really care a lot about whether you like it or not :(.
When I find myself in times of trouble
These other fairies come at me
Seeking to vs. the kingdom?
Let us see.
Shred the Contract
The Group says: fuck a shine! Keep mumblin' how bright
They call me Lantern Jaws and we come to
devour light!
This perfect crew's ire will surge through wires
to burst, our worst dude hired was pure blue fire
I'll slay those that stare and knife insurgents with weapons
Plus Phade's Golden Era like detergents in heaven
Ideal and Kahlm strike fear in y'all and never chokin' up
Bright steel in palms, we not talkin' metal coconuts
Deppth is Nick Shred is Kinch - please you know the names
Duels on moonlit beaches that leave the ocean stained
Stoned face generals gobble first wave armies
No one you wanna fuck with like you drunk at toddler's birthday parties
Honey and milk flow in our pleasure domes
I'll battle ya whole city with a silk robe and a megaphone
Get ya scenes tighter, you'll never get it duke
'less Kinch is screenwriter and executive producer
GT dominant studio, rhymin' for booty hoes
Pete give you destruction if you sneak into production
Catch an actress in a clip and put a clip in an actress
Half the booth'll spring on my dick like a rip in the mattress
When I sever heads I'm takin' one for the team
So who's really stepping to an eighty ton war machine?
I got plasma cartridges encased in ceramic
To help you faggots remember your place on this planet
Crit, your stupidity's monumental - check this
I'll eat your whole fucking nation for my continental breakfast
Beef with Shred, but you know Kinch is proof of God
Ain't a single decent head who posts in the booth you mod
Saying I'm on YOUR DICK? My pens have to write truth
KID YOU EDITED MY POST SO IT SAYS THAT I LIKE YOU
Rage incarnate's above Crit, guess I'm angry over nothing
Try the Blade, your stolen belt will maybe hold ya guts in
Shook dykes is slain quick cause Shred is faster
"Love Doctor" look like the gay kid from Wedding Crashers
You replace Sto's steel fist? You a hand broken right in two
No one on earth could stand holdin' mics with you
Dying in picture battles with whiny and bitter malice
The only "vet" nobody thinks has the tiniest bit of talent
It's like we share profiles--cause your name in Shred's too
Queers is reckless, here's the next kid from Flava's best crew
Inn Deppth
group therapy cure the junkies, that straight voodoo shit
makin us look like tesla or einstein, stupid kids
you aint abstract just cause you carry a backpack
i seen girlscouts with more originality packin a knapsack
now a days people be on that emo funk ghetto crunk shit
stuck in the glass case, mind state brings the rebel ruckus
but you still buttkiss, you ain't changing a damn thang
there's only so much you could portray through an screen name
still, i be proud, my graffiti causes asthma in green clouds
punched a bitch stomach to see if the seed growls
by the way drink more milk for the growth that you lack
cause your mindstate lapsed when that rosary cracked
i make jets lag, you bet fags, im hungry for the next slab
hurry it up, we did you dirty enough to catch text crabs
this just a little taste sample, complete with the toothpick
west of je-pan, we ban anyone who mutters "whos nick?!"
yea you carry heat but the worst i can be is soaked with plastic
the low you've passed it, next stop up is the open casket
Phade
the bloody eyed hoody tied rebel up in the riddim
note pad fillin tag scribblin up on the buildin
ill GT affilliate back with the realest shit
killin it, throw ya hands up if you feelin it
my rhymes make like tabasco-aid (what?)
the hardest rappers hold their tongues after Phade
this aint house of pain
but you can jump around the same
to all the heads actin clown for fame
hip-hop shall remain much bigger than you
it aint dyin now after the shit its been through
trans-atlantic, GT got you actin frantic
that bland shit aint worthy of my grandad's attic
no strings attatched it's a passion just to rap
so oldschool my voice adds a crackle to the wax
money'll never phase me - I can't promise
but lack of money never phased me - that's honest
grey matter rap-I'm the fact of it
these wax phonics aint worthy of the words that I rap on it
I got love not a lack of it
so if you diss me I'll give you a day to go back on it
H2O claim top? if thats true
stop askin our heads to join your damn crew
see Group Therapy been weathering the storm
who'd ve thought that we'd come our better than before
a message to you all who doubt us: straight up
eat a dick then get the fuck from around us
'Phunxion the founder doesnt rep much
did it crumble around us? nah we stepped up
even when heads got sniped our roll call
left with 5 of the illest on the whole board
but fuck a top 5, I've nothin to prove
if I'm hotter than you or top of the crews
I just try do me, aint bothered with you
or the ego freakshows cloggin this booth
h20- its nothin but repect for you
peace to all true heads, whatever the crew
Kahlm
And you knew this, u cant groove with the movement
The Group, its known for filling the room for improvement
Can you dig that? Bring all the tools that you wish
the strongest writers block u cant scale or move this
If you diss, or take shots then you miss
Our asses are tight we’re not equipped to lose shit
So who’s sick? Dawg our illness is constant
Yall a chorus off coughs we are buckets of vomit
Fuck it since I’ve been on the run for the Heismen
I am running the field with the toughest of linemen\
Rookie of the year and doing nothing but climbing
My Full-Backing’ll hit ya pads n rupture the lining
Ring ya bell, dust ya clock, n fuck up ya timing
No liquor, mad den a muhfucka yet nukkas is whining
Cuz us Giants clench #1 and our grip has just tightened
Football? No but a team and yall will remember the Titans
Ideal
You want high calibur? Well i aint talking bout the forty-five
im talkin bout the glory kind, that has u hanging from the story line
The sorta rhymes that hit u with the force of a magnum
forcing stagnant cats who write raps to recant them
You want high calibur? its a matter uh fact, my battle-y raps
Leave you between techno and house...an actual TRANCE
Can you handle it, black? the mastered ravenous raps?
Rhetorical question....dont even try answering that
High calibur? Ill challenge ya, thats when its time to fear it
Cus i breathe rap...thats why im sniffing lines of lyrics
the rhymes and rhythm intwined with wiswom, make the verse
Keep your ear to the ground, my buzz is bound to shake the earth
Calibur high now?...I write the sounds shaking ya stereo
Drop a thousand pounds of rhymes, THATS ground-breaking material
Fake you aint hear it, though, we know you're recieving the message
Breathe for a second....STOP BITCHING, and admit that GT
IS THE VET LIST
You'll notice a surge of insightful feedback following this drop from all of our members. Don't let this piece convince you that you'll never measure up! :) Night night for now.
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