On Point [Sl1nky, Sooth, SkyWoot...

[Sl!nky]

Oh behave boy, im no slave or toy, i'll get in no cage for ya joy,

fuck it, get in this box, watch as i tip in cement from a bucket,

and you use you as a decoy when im being shot at by #Leroy,

i though he was my homeboy but at some point i must of pissed him off -

cause now he's set off, to destroy, but hold on, i don't deal with little boys,

any shape or size, i only engage in rhymes, and gape at the way

i videotaped the rape of sister, in a dark gloomy place playing twister,

reside my fingers for a taste, "m dinner", mail the tape to the hotel you stay,

"oh wow, what's this? a present" you open it, and it blows up in your face,

im afraid to state, that her red fair hair has got my raping gauge flared,

gingers should be scared, ima dip a syringe in her ming just to ensure,

she's really ginger, cause you just can't be sure since i met her on Tinder,

hit a bitch with a plank of wood and i got a splinter, so i lifted her hood,

her bonnet and put the tip of my dick up on in it, put the throttle into sonic

she starts spinning on my dick like she's bionic and screaming monotonic.

My eyes are bled red and demonic, there's a harmonic before i pop it,

but hit the break, this bitch is like food hanging from the edge of my plate,

this was our first date and i forgot to tell her i might have AIDS...

 

[Sooth]

Elevated off'a high estate(higher state)

you pay for your great grandfathers mistakes

so it's safe to say, our generations depleted anyway,

toxins and waste too toxic uranium couldn't stop the space

I stopped, spaced out, faded now

I suppose my fate placed me in the shoes I stay

imbranded in my brain until it swelled in pain

all'swell, love you have to forfeit to gain

at the forefront moving forward, not for fame

material shit sustain ya life

you a stain on a white, T

off and I'm off my rocker,

jumping spinning helicopter yelling at cops

"who shot ya?" after a few shots of vodka...

 

[iScotian]

now when it comes to that illflow im the sickest in this nation

for months now i've sat back stressed and impatient

see im a real artist y'all just imitation

eyes open, rap pad's next generation

 

[Slinky] Hook:

This is lyricism, fuck your criticism,

i didn't give you the permission

call this activism, terrorism but

never plagiarism, words of hypnotism

got your eyes and mind spinning

in sync and kicking with the rhythm (with the rhythm)

This is lyricism, so fuck your criticism. (fuck your criticisim)

 

[SkyWoot]

i have the eyesight of a god of death, don't hold onto what you regret

i see your name an the life that you have left the motions already set

i count the seconds and each breathe once i'm done with what i said

i'll stretch my chest an exhale what is left of anything i might forget

i don't have to count the minutes but i can see things happen before they finish

i don't know what it means to be alive but if it takes some time i'll realign

the sun an stars to pronounce my stunning embark among a lumber yard

i'm working hard to scan the sky an run amok the thunder charge

the clouds will part and you will see the mountain tops peak above the dark

i hope to sleep with out a peep so don't wake me from this reoccurring dream

i need to be the one to believe the things i've set in stone along my path

i sit home alone at last i try to think an get scared of my own past

i used to hate the way that i would act but with all the oppositions that stacked

i can concur that most of my life is such a blur all you have to do is ask

it looks like vision is what i lack but at least passions always had my back

fade to black the painted mask i'm wearing when you saw me last

 

[Chosis]

The underrated, so called uncreative, need to work on pronunciation

the fuck is you saying? I make rap look fucking basic

as those average side chicks in my fucking basement

I'm gripping rapper, hidden daggers, slitting clavicles, ripping animals

with kitchen spatulas, laughable rappers know not to match with the flow,

will end up bodied into capsules yo

pack a blow like a hoe that you take on trips

stacking them Vegas chips, you taking acid hits

leaving you on the vaguest trips,

if im not the greatest then i'm planking your face in piss

taste this dick, sensation twist like your taste buds after ya favorite grits

slinky tossed the beat, collabing heat, frost to the weak

cough and you weep, cough and then sneeze,

hellish heat leaves weak Mc's losing they hope,

we post up like flowers that bloom and they grown

devouring rappers are consumables

numero Uno lyrical skill big as sumo's

you know i'm ready to bare arms like June clothes

fools roll, I put they face in a box like oovoo

tasting the shots, ooow no

raiding the spot, ruin the show,

blasting a missile, rappers are sacrificial

we are gods but newcomers got ass to diss you

rappad's a Tampad cause these fags got on they menstrual

diss season what happened to, the peace and the love?

now it's competition, internet G's and the thugs

selling they soul for props, now be serious

 

[SickWithIt]

was raised in the deen, in the streets

I am clean unlike the rest of these freaks

I'm the hulk and I'm green, big, and mean

Kidding, I'm small, white, and skinny

Chicken legs dipped inside for the piggies

I like to eat but I'm picky so please have pity

On this young white boy grown up in the city

W to the A and S to the H, I to the N

G to the T and O to the N, home til the end

South side across the bridge where I live

Home of Kurt Cobain, where peeps snort cocaine

And Heroin when they give in to the givin

To those who can't win aren't living

Their life's just pissing away and whizzing

Astray offside the ash tray where they stay

Reminiscing about the unforgiving

Always hiding away and wishing

For a better day as Ice Cube used to say

"I think, to me, reality is better than being fake"

Life's one big lesson, and that's not phrase.

 

[iScotian]

i bully blocks and hustle the worse corners

im the reason feds placed city limits and search boarders

im the reason fiends smoke and dust heads thirst water

and why half y'all MC's would get dropped first quarter

and yea i stay getting lit,

and no i ain't gotta minute,im in a rush im on my way to get rich

of course im on my job dawg,i stay hitting rifts

i told y'all im focused kid and ill let the sig soak your wig

then let the knife go and poke your ribs,im what a soldier is

iScotian's ill flow get rap pad a doctor,they' cant cope with it