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[arithmetic logic]

A tormenting blank page it’s like verses are lost in your memory//
Deeper that soul search all of a sudden you trip on a simile//
Like sands through an hour glass the inspiration trickles in//
U chew on this displaced line leaving a fresh feeling like Listerine//
That bitch HOPE who left comes back you take her in en smile//
En proceed to travel further to the darkest corners of your mind//
To find, fine lines fit to be written by Einstein if he rhymed//
Words held more sacred than the room Jesus en his disciples dinned//
Then comes the problem, u strapped with mental C4 en kats wanna test u//
They talk spit en bite but they not really real like a baby from a test-tube//
From a writers block to a position of power things change//
But till u harness your find you’re an eternal lyrical slave//

[kaoz]

Habbit said:

What do we have here..Yo Beesting, that's a tight script rite there son....Thanx to all peeps postin' in this thread..
Haven't posted in a while myself..let me spit sumthin..

Fuunions, my punches strike without mobilisation/
Been capitalising on weak mcees way b4 globalisation/
I'm still spittin' punchlines sicker then Dutch minds/
Even a Geologist's style would neva touch mine's/
Rhymin' might be your Habbit but dude come on/
Unlike Erykah Badu we have nothing in Common/
Your doctor's note's the sickest script u've ever produced/
Like Telkom u runnin' out of lines that's never been used/
Who's flossin'? I'm the illest in the game like Magic Johnson/
Verbally grantin' more death wishes than Charlie Bronson/
U fakes r Whitneys, I'm hotter than Pie City's Steak 'n kidney/
Lyric'lly on point with more Spears than Shakes & Britney/

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: keep them comin' fellas...ONE :arrow:

wow!1 HABBIT IS KILLIN' IT !!!
no, monna habbit, ka nnete wa etsa ntho ya hao!

[Quantum]

Naa man Habbit,yu killin it as usuall...

[Beesting]

This bible is the book of genius compilations: The fucked up thing is that it been closed for some time, so I'm just gonna wipe the dust and add something.

Ma Barbarian thots fueled by these social injustices
That why I bounce on these government premicies
Push them to an extreme be the political nemisis
I ain't a culprit it's the truth that I spit
Bruised by the streets I got to tell what I see
Hope that you feel that I ain't rebelling it just the hunger that I feel
My head got heavy, spit blood like Dutch settlers infected by scurvy
So believe it when I say I’m sick, a result of some shit they did
This is for ma people, so fuck all ya critics, if you're mindless fools
Ma thots township rooted, the source to this conscious roof
RIP the mic like Proof, dropping conscious Black Thots like the Roots
Cos I believe that this social sickness will once bow to the sickest
Street soldiers, young guerillas, the poets still standing the urban test
Moving to the crest, with a quest to free motherland from the west
Eliminate these elements causing sentiments to our people who’ve lost their cents

[Habbit]

Got a Habbit of droppin' punches lethal as a Beesting/
Reppin' Durban still don't give a fuck what mcees think/
Movin' crowds betta than Teargas when rap stood no chance/
Attackin' crews in skwatta kamps coz they still lack the fence/ (defense)
Still keepin' it real like supermodels refusin' boob jobs/
While they fakin' like chicks on porn flicks featurin' Snoop Dogg/
We teachin' u, packin' heat betta than cooks in kitchens do/
Like Durban tourists we sea nothin' but beach in you/
Played the background longer than Lucas did for Leeds/
Now township peeps ain't gotta steal to feed their seeds/
Yeah son, go 'head grab the mic and tell your stories/
They worth more than Fifty Cent's tales or Obie's/
This game needs us like shook moms do paper spray/
Mcees keep battlin', don't chicken out like KFC take aways/

Been a while..yo Beesting, keep preachin' son..good lookin' out kaoz & Quantum..
@ c-sa..can't wait to read ur scripts man..Peace out :arrow:

[TeeZeR]

You got some ill concepts right there c-sa. Nice looks :wink:

[Habbit]

TeeZeR said:

You got some ill concepts right there c-sa. Nice looks :wink:

Cosign!!

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f*ck Taebo, battle me to loose a calorie/
and casually, i'll leave you 21 grams short of being a casualty/

That was str8 sick dawg...welcome to AHH..lookin' forward to readin' more of ur scripts..
Peace out :arrow:

[bashin]

Neva held a SAMA in my hand,but ill cats & yes im a Seasoned vet
killin it with this verse,expect me to come back like 28s in prison sex
got a HAbbit of Bashing MCz & causin a mad-massacre for no Reason
turning a blind-eye on wack lyrisists..mo like fiddling with a dead-manz vision
its their babtism of fire..& like a priest i got the upper-hand
call me the University of PTA* Tswana-rap lecture coz im writin this bible in my own words**
this BattleKat ready to fight Vuyani Bungu imagine my beats against the beast
even when the chips are down ill still preach love and peace

*TUKS
**Mafoko a me

[Beesting]

Yo Habbit main, thanks for showing love main. Still got ill scripts main, you never sieze.

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Attackin' crews in skwatta kamps coz they still lack the fence/ (defense)
Still keepin' it real like supermodels refusin' boob jobs/

That was straight sick main.

C-SA main, you ripped it boy. Never had the chance to read your shit, but this was sick.

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while prides get lost like viginities at street bash/

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so i'm blasphemous to albino minds, born without a dark side/
f*ck Taebo, battle me to loose a calorie/
and casually, i'll leave you 21 grams short of being a casualty/

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i evoke more emotions then schizo's going through menopause/
Jerking off on cyphers, so minds conceive metaphors/

Tight gospel right there main.

Bashin mfana you still sick as usual dawg. Like the whole thing

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turning a blind-eye on wack lyrisists..mo like fiddling with a dead-manz vision
its their babtism of fire..& like a priest i got the upper-hand

Straight fire dawgs. This bible is hot. :arrow:

[SQroot]

Yo
I’ll grab the whole hiphop community in a head lock
Like a pit bull straight grill en lock my jaw
Hold Mcs by their feet have blood rush the head pop
Molest police ladies hell yeah “fuck the law”
My rhymes got more twists than a Marley dread lock
Street poetic pull more slams than RAW
I grab the mic en have yo favourite local in a Deadlock
Drop too many lines for u to even notice a flaw
Yo
That there was just an intro hope now u know who I be
Been praisin this bible so I know who u are
My skillz are rare like a jozi Nigerian in position of true ID
Flow so heavy battle me yo fans better know CPR
Yo
I make it a Habbit to leave the crowds hearts swollen as a beesting
C-sa got real lyrical brain Teezers
Using yo Logic u know better than to approach a pride of lions feasting
We eat battle Mcs to the effect of 1000 ethers
Wanna take it to kasi streets kid we got arms longer than kaygee (KG- Kevin Garnett)
Break u down smaller than parts of Quantum physics
Skool ya~put U through more periods than an fully educated la-dy
If 3rd world war be in hiphop bring it! we got em lyrics
yo
blessed be this bible... peace!

[KayGee]

I have to dig a twenty million feet hole to stoop down to your level/
Most MCs are more old school than DbN city when west street was still a gravel/
Leave an eco/While i deliver this tight flow/
You'll never hear shit i say coz after every line i drop i hit the spot and the crowd goes OOu/
some mcz claim to have a flow that is faster than speedy gonzalez/
that ain't shit im faster than a cheetah with twelve limbs/
striking you with a different concept like Peroni(Beer) did with its four packs/
You better than KayGee will never happen like HHP posing in a billboard and exposing his Six Pack/
Don't even calculate the probality/
you dont even have the ability/
even if you overdozed on red bulls you still wouldn't reach my lyrical energy/
AHH ain't a hospital but i come thru to murder mcs PATIENTly
Eventually/ i be receiving jealosy/from the frigdes and mortuaries/
reason is/ KayGee is cold hearted/
open my mouth in cyfaz and spit sick shit the crowd asks who the fuck farted/
Im a microphonic assassin and think deeply thats why they say me and my clique are deep hearted (departed)/

[mmmrepha]

didnt wanna contribute till i wrote something worthy
to this ill thread but at the rate i was going i woulda bin thirty
before that happened so here's a free style from the south that aint dirty
to leave cats shook,make sure when they write, their hands are not steady
burning this page up as my offering to the bible
typing with rubber gloves, i was scared to touch this title
too much illness , i feel like an antibody in an aids patient
sourounded by sick verses with a South African patent
i didnt qoute anything, i didn't wanna alter
all the dope lines writen from genesis and there after
must say that i cant wait to read the next chapter
cause yall tear this up like mice get done by a hungry raptor
max respekt to all cats that blazed this thread displayin true skill
yall are the reason why hiphop is something i still feel!

keep it up :wink:

[kast1]

shit is DOPE in here.... keep it up kats....

~P~E~A~C~E~!~

[Quantum]

A little sumthin i thot of now.....

From tha black subsoil, im made to be coil, i go so cold ironically i coz mcz to boil\
Im a foil, whether thers sun or not, i generate tha electricity of turmoil\
To uplift an' giv praise to tha most high with an eye made of iron\
His vission is metal, like tha lion in zion, its hard bt im tryin\
By verbal bombardment cozin fussion in this spiritual pigsty\
May i please vacuum tha mess cozd by, paper-tears we drop when we cry\

[mimic truce]

with thought shrapnals, I shoot O's channel Kb's quickly
ya'll like LG monitors, afraid i'll take this whole site with me
i'll burn you're internet fire wall, n kill your bull dog spitting
choke telecom cables n spit hot till MWEB setalites melting
drink sprite like a commercial for a bboy's felt tip
im just sick with the raps, my page's cure for bad memory
if it ever came at your body parts, it aint shit that u did to me
if you ever caught the vibe then it mustve had been loaded wit batteries
and you whole style's a mission impossible like tom cruise dying n shit
you're old suff, kind ov like vintage wine in cellars
your whackness is been brewing since your first sip, but now u tell us.

[nevilbee]

this verse of mine is from the back of my mind/
i call it freestyle coz it don't cost a dime/
feel me adjust to a flow, line by line/
with punches like a double croser's knife they hit you from behind/
we introduce you to a culture that turns yo life around/
now we got our own bible, where the truth can be found/
unlike the one that's agains tradition this one is profound/
yet viewed as unworthy like the cars in the compuond/
some say it's twisted like west street being east-bound/
i say let's climb towers and start preaching loud/
coz we all want this like hungry blood hound/

[Beesting]

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this verse of mine is from the back of my mind/
i call it freestyle coz it don't cost a dime/
feel me adjust to a flow, line by line/
with punches like a double croser's knife they hit you from behind/
we introduce you to a culture that turns yo life around/
now we got our own bible, where the truth can be found/
unlike the one that's agains tradition this one is profound/
yet viewed as unworthy like the cars in the compuond/
some say it's twisted like west street being east-bound/
i say let's climb towers and start preaching loud/
coz we all want this like hungry blood hound/

Tigh verse. Like the flow, similes (croser ife) and profoundness in it.

[Habbit]

:lol: I can't believe there's only been one addition to this bible since I left, nice verse nevilbee, I'll be posting mine soon, Let's revive this dawgs, Habbit's back to stay!
Kult Warship....