Hit

TDBG by Hit

One Take Contest - Seen Too Much All I need is one mic and one take, One life and one break, One ball just one strike at the dunk tank, I’ll smell blood in the water, I’m coming at you for fuck’s sake You claiming you gas it but my drive makes you pump brakes, All you rappers need an upgrade, Ya’ll need better bars like you can’t download the update, Oh you want a short cut? I can line ‘em up fade, Bring your whole squad bitch I’ve got plenty of trunk space, You’re quote unquote “competition”, I go for broke when I’m spitting, Pulling strings like a harp with a tongue so sharp it’s Chromosomes that I’m splitting, So know your foes on a mission, To overthrow the position, Of power devour any cowardous opposition, You’re getting a, head of yourself not ahead of your time, You catch me on my worse day I’ll leave you dead in your prime, I’m notable for all the quotables I said in my rhymes, You’re full of bullshit gullible bitch, you ain’t getting my lines, Take ‘em down break ‘em down, and then keep pressing rewind, You’re rapping to a wall, and just in case you didn’t get me, No one went in I’m not impressed by any entry, Ya’ll just some sidekicks trying to run up on the Sentry, Cause I’m so OP(Opie) it takes four of you bitches to end me, To you it’s higher learning to me it’s elementary, So if you’re getting green then I assume you mean with envy, Most of you rappers ain’t shit to me, I’ve been rapping for three years officially, And already closer to what most you bitches wish to be, So you’re really reaching if you’re thinking you can get to me, Share this shit quick before my stock goes up, I gas it and breathe flames how could I not blow up, I’ll mop you bitches up your work is sloppy like Joe’s burgers, Claim you’re thuggish ruggish but somehow I’ve got mo’ murdas, I'll shut your ass down like a Pokemon Go server, One take!

December 18, 2015 [10 Crack Commandments LADS] Go to war under the stars and spit some bars tonight, Heavy as Jabba and hard as Carbonite, I find your lack of faith disturbing, My mastery of the force leaves Vader unnerving, The bars that I spit are like the hot magma burning, His flesh and severed limbs that are never returning, Cause that's the consequence if you battle this earthling, Was out of this world, The moment of my birthing, Ironic like when the Death Star died, But I offer a new hope to the next dark side, "He's holding a thermal detonator!" when I let bars fly, Something you want to see and hear and you can count on that, Like Darth Maul and Jango Fett in hand to hand combat, I'll strike you down like you were twice the size of a womp rat, You Jedis are cool, but I be killing with sicker spit, Cause in the words of Qui-Gon, "There's always a bigger fish", You just sound stupid to me, kinda like Jar Jar Binks, Cause Meesa thinks that Yousa thinks that my bars stink, Like pod racing with Xibalba boy it's hard to compete, Vader with mask off and life on deplete, The chances of you surviving this shit is long gone, With this on repeat you won't have to hide inside your Tonton