intothepit83: Hip, Hip Hop, Hiphopanonymous?

intothepit83 12.17.09	to all the killas and the hundred dolla billas
rodigo1 12.17.09	30 mothafuckin packets of ketchup
AggravatedYeti 12.17.09	fuck. yes.
intothepit83 12.17.09	scared to death, scared look, ya shook, there aint no such thing as halfway crooks
FistfulOfSteel 12.17.09	sick list. check out jeru's other album, sun rises in the east. much better. and check out organized konfusion. best shit everrr
intothepit83 12.17.09	i have sun shines and it is classic, i just get into the wrath of math a lot more....
Inveigh 12.17.09	to all my killas and my hundred dolla billas.. to emo kids who got too many feelins...
intothepit83 12.17.09	I got you stuck off the realness We be the infamous, you heard of us Official Queens bridge murderers The Mobb comes equipped with warfare Beware of my crime family, Who got 'nuff shots to share For all of those who wanna profile and pose Rock you in your face, Stab your brain with your nosebone You're all alone in these streets, cousin Every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin' And keep them shook crews runnin', Like they supposed to They come around but they never come close to I can see it inside your face You're in the wrong place Cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up With bullet holes and such Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched
somberlain 12.17.09	check out "The Great Adventures of Slick Rick" if you haven't aleady
Inveigh 12.17.09	well played. I bomb atomically, socrates' philosophies and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics I inspect you, through the future see millenium Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function Heads by the score take flight incite a war Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block
intothepit83 12.17.09	hmmmm..... okay, here we go First things first man you're fuckin with the worst I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurse I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack Shame on you when you stepped through to The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo And I'll be damned if I let any man Come to my center, you enter, the winter Straight up and down that shit packed jam You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin Ason, Unique rollin with the night of the creeps Niggaz be rollin with a stash ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass!
somberlain 12.17.09	one of my favorite verses: I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I'm charged Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin To hold the mic I'm throbbin, mechanical movement Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe The mind activation, react like I'm facin time like 'Pappy' Mason with pens I'm embracin Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets Suede Timb's on my feets, makes my cypher, complete Whether crusin in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me
darthbarf 12.17.09	my name's the hiphopopotamus my lyrics are bottomless............
intothepit83 12.17.09	jeru the damaja: As devils search for the secrets to immortality I alter my physical chemistry Walk through the valley of the shadow of death I exist even when no things are left Vibrations transcend space and time Pure at heart because I deal with the mind That's why I compose these verses Audible worlds, my thoughts are now universes Written on these pages is the ageless wisdom of the sages, ignorance is contagious So I hope you keep your focus There's no hocus-pocus, in the end, it's just us Devil got brother killin brother, it's insane Goin out like Abel and Cain Wisen up and use your brain There'll be no limit, to the things that you can gain In positivity, balance it with negativity Until then, ain't the devil happy
Bandido 12.17.09	Nice list. Majors props for 1 and 7