South African HipHop Bible!
#1
Posted 02 February 2006 - 09:54 AM
Yo,
Ur peak rhymes ain’t high enuff to amplify my magic
Sniffin’ all ur weak lines just to satisfy my Habbit
My flow is sicker then HIV menstrual cycles
The way I bust u’d think its MIB’s actual rifles
Makin’ ur infatuation with these so called mcees
Start fluctuatin like them seas, petrol and fees
Like semi colons I’m always calculating lines
So fuck you moron there’s no way u emulating mines'
I Be like Common when I’m stimulatin’ minds
Helping immoral dumb fucks with some ethics
Even Immortal can’t fuck with my Technique
I’m leavin dead poets like Pac either frantic,
Or quiet like dead silence on amplitudes
Peep these multis dude and give some gratitude
Coz they say attitude determines ur altitude
That’s why I’m always on point like durbanite prostitutes
(N' Veigh)
#2
Posted 04 February 2006 - 01:53 PM
This hip hop thread has had so many views, but no replies/
SA hip hop heads have paid so many dues, yet no rewards/
The country has lots of talent, but the media gives it no regards/
Instead it’s busy helping wikids and selwyns to steal more awards/
It’s outrageous what these commercial cats have done to our culture/
They should get a maximum sentence, or else get fed to vultures/
But true heads don’t despair, get ur Golden shovels and dig deep/
Because it won’t be fair, if this beloved hip hop ship sinks deep/
I can’t stand Skwatta Kamp’s plea to me to clap my empty hands/
I’m crossing my fingers for our real Wu-Tang clan by twenty ten/
It’s heaven, listening to Zubz’ heavy eight and Proverb’s track seven/
There’s no better track at any state, that’s giving back to women/
And why are all these whack cats like Pitch Black blowing stations up?
It’s sad and disappointing, like the Bafana showing at the nations cup/
I’ll stay raw and underground, like a miner on duty for De Beers/
You wouldn’t brew me with ingredients SAB uses for the beers/
(N' Veigh)
#3
Posted 09 April 2006 - 04:25 PM
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(N' Veigh)
#4
Posted 09 April 2006 - 07:43 PM
i think y'all real headz gotta drop on this one...fckin sick..
a polio infested kid with measles and tuberculosis seating wif a broken arm can't be this ill...
mad props..
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The fridge is always empty.
#5
Posted 10 April 2006 - 07:45 AM
Loving ur idea
my rhymes are basically like water seeds but grow on beats
my rhymes are sweeter than trucks filled with cadbury sweets
come see my rhyme books all over their crowded by bees
dont even have a track on disc my rhymes are feared by beats
the speakers freeze when i step on the mic to lace my hits
if my rhymes were food id feed a million ethopian kids
when i spit in public i know biters swallow my spits
got tons of rhymes written on my duvets and sheets
legs and feet even on my galfrends tits
im a microphonic assassin and yeah dawg i rule the streets
hip hop without me is like stadiums without pavilion seats
or kasie slang ngathi u merchant ongenawo umentshisi
word of advise mess with me i overheat
im a rapaholic mc hip hop is purely my fix
so fuck them bubble gum rappers KayGee aint riding their dicks
so from this microphonic assassin im out much love and peace
#6
Posted 10 April 2006 - 10:46 AM
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mad props..
KayGee wrote:
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Now that's what I'm talkin' about...ONE Luv KayGee.. :D
(N' Veigh)
#7
Posted 10 April 2006 - 04:14 PM
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:shock: :shock: :shock: ...lol..
omg...i feeling this thread...lemme see more drops..

The fridge is always empty.
#8
Posted 11 April 2006 - 06:52 AM
Even though u ill I'll still fuck you, call me Jacob Zuma/
I'm never rhymeless, flow's like water when I bust frees/
Durban's finest, I'm East bound like quarter past three/
Feels like extacy when I swallow mcess with urgency/
Bring all 911 of them, I'll treat them as an emergency/
I'm neva selfish, go 'head & step to me if u have a death wish/
Like a lousy gambler u'll easily get dealt with/
I'm forever gunnin', my punches break jaws with timin'/
Bet u like Stevie Wonder u never saw this comin'/
Too many mcees claimin' hotness but can't even melt butter/
Guess it's coldflames, from way back I jus' never felt biters/
Flow's like current when I shock & leave u excited like electrons/
Dirtier than seven whores yet still more Fabulous than desert storm/
(N' Veigh)
#9
Posted 11 April 2006 - 09:44 AM
More like an angelic script with a purpose to heal/
And some strength to kill/ for suckers who fake what’s real/
Damaging these ills with metaphors that’s so crisp and real/
Cos I’m butcher man/ and I slice dicks for fun with my rhymes/
Mr Connoisseur still feeding you this rhyme like cabinet sauvignon
Spit is raw like fresh meat ready to provide the feeding/
Better get the feeling/ cos ma ish is kinda hard and thought modifying/
And fuck glorification/ that commercial ish must get a solution/
Niggers provide clarification/ let’s take a stand and write for a reason
Free ‘em minds but, watch out for the cagin’ in act faking
#10 Guest_ill skillz_*
Posted 11 April 2006 - 01:45 PM
#11
Posted 12 April 2006 - 05:50 PM
my vocab goes further than mere words/ with lyrics that get mcs higher than the combined hieght of a 1000 birds/ and kill mcs with Sacrilegious rhymes like a hindu slaughtering numerous cattle herds/
when i start flowing i never stop/ febuary the 30th is the only day i take a rest from hiphop/
i take hiphop religiously and my rhymes are unheard of like a christian praying in mecca/ im so sick that i stand out like a leppa/ and i see through ur glass soul like cinderella/
when i spit i leave dents/ and leave more holes in ur armour than a chicken mesh fence/ nonsense/ im neva outta practice cauz when im bored i battle my conscience/
i burn down family trees/ and leave all there ancestors with burns of third degrees/
now most mcs got no back bone cause i tear out spleens/ and spit my lyrics over the sound of their life support machines/
#12
Posted 13 April 2006 - 11:52 AM
I dont breathe by design, I inhale by instinct of my region/
depths of my origin are taken as breaths of oxygen/
brandishing this omnipotent and exorbitant lyrical content/
in militant format to punish incompetent rhythm combatants/
using flouriscent syllables to magnificently spark arenas/
my DJ's turntables shine exposing black witches upon hyenas/
these congregated sinners all thirst for whats within us/
I demonstrate my essence withholding my inner most feelings/
like honour killings the bulk of MCs die coz they deserve it/
I aint having it, I'd rather strip tease for a pevert/
divine musician, wishing upon the star of David/
downloading this sacred testament to read and save it/
for the forthcoming seed, to use as his own currency/
to purchase love thats guaranteed to keep hate in quarantine/
this shadow's been cast from a silhouete mellanin/
a trip thru my ligaments will testify I'm battle veteran/
better pen clutching or a myke in my hand/
for the simple reason that the blade of a sword might bend/
when thrust into the conscience of an emcee/
I hold the barrel, ink ready, lauch forward and squeeze 'till its empty/

I do R.A.P (Reflect And Prophesy)
#13
Posted 13 April 2006 - 06:55 PM
#14
Posted 13 April 2006 - 07:56 PM

Im Quantum Luq'man...
With the spirit of hiphop makin 90% of my mass
Im hard on production,mybe you shud call me Guees
I level da black and white like da board of chess
I take mc's out of line like a smallsized underpant
When they get irritated like sensitive skins when burnt
I leave traces like acid goin thru fibres
Exchangin chicks that are full of shit like diepers
Im longin for perfection,coz its seekin for me
when days are dark,hiphop glows in me
I strip an mc's soul and leave him invisible
#15
Posted 13 April 2006 - 08:10 PM
#16
Posted 13 April 2006 - 08:12 PM
De only mrepa who trits an mc like a papet
No need 2 be loud
Coz I'm even more popular than Castle loud
Coz I'm a African
So who needs a politician
#17
Posted 13 April 2006 - 08:18 PM
#18
Posted 13 April 2006 - 08:20 PM
You'd be stronger than me..
#19
Posted 14 April 2006 - 10:16 AM
theme elohim said:
I dont breathe by design, I inhale by instinct of my region/
depths of my origin are taken as breaths of oxygen/
brandishing this omnipotent and exorbitant lyrical content/
in militant format to punish incompetent rhythm combatants/
using flouriscent syllables to magnificently spark arenas/
my DJ's turntables shine exposing black witches upon hyenas/
these congregated sinners all thirst for whats within us/
I demonstrate my essence withholding my inner most feelings/
like honour killings the bulk of MCs die coz they deserve it/
I aint having it, I'd rather strip tease for a pevert/
divine musician, wishing upon the star of David/
downloading this sacred testament to read and save it/
for the forthcoming seed, to use as his own currency/
to purchase love thats guaranteed to keep hate in quarantine/
this shadow's been cast from a silhouete mellanin/
a trip thru my ligaments will testify I'm battle veteran/
better pen clutching or a myke in my hand/
for the simple reason that the blade of a sword might bend/
when thrust into the conscience of an emcee/
I hold the barrel, ink ready, lauch forward and squeeze 'till its empty/
Kast, Beesting & KayGee mad props to y'all..let's keep reppin'
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peace out :arrow:
(N' Veigh)
#20
Posted 15 April 2006 - 03:52 PM
I mend broken flows from very far,
Distances that are prportional to my
Elastic IQ expanding to infite sizes,
Forever binding words and trying to find sense
Miopic views,I draw them closer and leave them dense
We would all be fly if it wasnt for gravity
Mental bulgies pulling us down,so i search for mental vitility,
I listen to some mcs reasoning paralogically,
Then my thoughts get shaped to fit the system systematically,
Downlaoding them to match the substraight,
Which is hiphop an' in my life it came late,
But coz I'm giant strider,i'm there now,
My words will be piercing thru scalps like bullets in Iraq,
hiphop makes me glow when its dark,
Constantly bombarding geiger counters with black rays,
I got a verbal sword that slays
Brainwashed heads and give rise to true heads,
I'm not underground,I'm undersea an' precious like pearls,
Untouchable coz I'm only found inside shells,
I dispaly my dangerousness like poison inside shelves,
Then I kill mcs who lie to themselves,
And send them to hell antactica,
Where they will freeze and die cold,
Wack mcs are like hair flakes thats why I'm bold :|
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