Silver Tide

ALERT: If any of these verses say 'Needs Transcribing', this means that I don't have the lyrics for the verse and also that I struggled at transcribing the lyrics myself -NahDah Intro: Eminem (Rap God) Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard Everybody want the key and the secret to rap Immortality like I have got #150 - Imran Mandani (10 Syllables Per Second) Hit them with a rhythm and a synonym Buzz before I drown in my piss again Fit to be larger than life but I’m on the island of Gilligan #149 - Loso (10 Syllables Per Second) Didn't want to leach ya, didn't want to leave ya, couldn't even see ya, where you tried They don't want it real, couldn't get it real, wouldn't want to be ya, if you died #148 - Logic (10.6 Syllables Per Second) I said I can't take it I remember wondering if I would ever make it But as I reminisce I realise it was all irrelevant, it's evident I'm getting money for the hell of it Never fuck around until the flow celibate #147 - Gemitaiz (10.6 Syllables Per Second) Quando entro su un pezzo dicono guarda sto pezzo di merda ha ucciso la traccia un'altra volta, fuma canne che sembrano scimitarre c'ha le rime zarre sfidalo e ti viene la febbre come a Travolta #146 - Machine Gun Kelly (10.7 Syllables Per Second) All I know is how to kill everyone of my cells All they know is they can kill anybody but Kells I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail But I'm in Mexico getting marijuana from Miguel #145 - Pink Guy (10.8 Syllables Per Second) Yo, got that technique stir fry chopstick Asian flow I ain't about the oven or the microwave grills But i know a little bit about the culinary skills required #144 - Macklemore (10.8 Syllables Per Second) Looking for a better way to get up out of bed Instead of getting on the internet and checking out who hit me, get up #143 - K-Dean (10.8 Syllables Per Second) Dean, when I was comin up in the game everybody was tellin me 'I really be killin a lot of you niggas, I'm mean' Fuckin with my niggas D-Loc and Dalima They told me, 'I be really gotta be a muderer killin machine' #142 - Krucial Mane (10.9 Syllables Per Second) Take it to the darkside, kill em all, I bring a person as they call the crown in over kings, as you're tripping off the wings, come hear the scream No more contemplating the city, no longer awaiting we're taking the world by storm #141 - Chronicle (10.9 Syllables Per Second) Gotta rock it til I top it like the hottest scatter when I drop it like I gotta bomb I gotta rocket Wanna cop it when I cock it never flopping gotta problem Here's a motherfucking magnum Hand em a master mandem #140 - VuLvUs (10.9 Syllables Per Second) Nothing's holding me down should I going to crack fiends Normally rapping will talk about money I'm stacked but my bank account right now with subtraction So I sit back asking, they look at me like I'm one of the bad men like I can't be an aladdin to a jasmine #139 - C-Mob (11 Syllables Per Second) Rage, imma kill a motherfucker then I put em in a river gotta kill em off quick no hesitating Straighten your body fleunt the way I be do it is leaving no evidence #138 - Canon (11.2 Syllables Per Second) Could it be Lucifer fooling ya, could it be God who been ruling us? Could it be media feeding ya unbiblical literature? Sin is around the corner follow whatever knocks, it's coming around, calling em out, fumbling stumbling em to the ground #137 - Skine (11.2 Syllables Per Second) At dinner I be growing up, anybody want to go in and knowing em many shoves But fuck it, I'm bout to blow it up, then in my timber slough and I'm aiming to start growing up the city dreaming change and then Skine start blowing up #136 - Cryptic Wisdom (11.2 Syllables Per Second) Imma do it for my family man imma be a happier family man if famine will never be in the plan If I battle thee under-stamina had one I need to bag ain't no telling me that I can't be the remedy for the pain #135 - RC Tha Hazard (11.3 Syllables Per Second) Straight-up murder like anybody would he wise words Enter your mind, and then you will find, a reaper around with a line Hurt, yeah you may see me with the homies, people I'm dependant they don't where I'm alone #134 - Wrekonize (11.3 Syllables Per Second) I’ve been in the middle run around and gots to knew If the bullshit you've been listening to is individual minimal Or is it lots the blue? #133 - The ODS (11.3 Syllables Per Second) I beat, but I gotta get ahead of a level when I bet it imma follow my new brother been slaughtering from President to Helagon, I'm still an element bitch you be relishing the skeleton And have it forever I've never sinned and I'm about to shin and finish and bet I sing it and I've finally got my meladon is a shell of a mandem I'm bout to tumble bitch you gotta get it cool cause I'm making it like an elephant I don't give a fuck at rapping all you bitches I gotta get a fall back #132 - Braidz MC (11.4 Syllables Per Second) And the alarm bells ringing, wack? Dope? Yo, they can't tell the difference It's evident I'm repping it try get inside my head and kid you will be set in ink like a passed out victim #131 - Emce Damage (11.5 Syllables Per Second) If you want to get it pocking we deadly the whole squad, assume it's be coming at people like oh god We be getting the wicked and know we spit it versing, do we get it maybe that's the reason that they call it 'sawed' but... #130 - KSic (11.5 Syllables Per Second) Call me Funnybot even if you think its absurd I'm so hilarious and deadly that it gets awkward Is Medusa looking at me cause I'm starting to get stoned Cloud 9 man my lungs are getting owned #129 - Lady Murda (11.5 Syllables Per Second) Listen to me closely but we got to keep on speaking, I was wondering in the trailer throws it in the bus hoe, and it'll show my win is about to toll it up petition, I loath to the top in a bit but- #128 - Yelawolf (11.5 Syllables Per Second) Yea I’m an animal, everybody’s edible and Yelawolf Is headed for your arm and hand and your - head, I’m a cannibal Good heaven, the man's hoppin' the fence like a fucking antelope #127 - R.A The Rugged Man (11.6 Syllables Per Second) Live in the dirt, burn, slithering earth worm Leave you like MJ with a hit and a burnt perm Soon to be unity, murder me, what could you do to me? This is foolery, I'm a hooligan, leaving you drooling When I'm beating you brutally Slappin' your bitch and takin' your jewelry Your mama crying when she reading your eulogy #126 - Malachi (11.6 Syllables Per Second) This then you can picture hell! Imma preach the Gospel and imma do it well Only time will tell if we gonna make it up to heaven Cause the choice is really only up to you and yourself And me and myself, well.. #125 - Kohn (11.7 Syllables Per Second) Wrist, hacking a pack of the rappers with the fast gat, pull up on em and I got em cracking like a bad back, spaz raps, my flow, you ain't even half that Had to cut em off because they only wanna follow where the cash at #124 - Kung Fu Vampire (11.7 Syllables Per Second) Whether or not you got the wickedest plot Just remember that people just sitting and waiting for your slot Who woulda thought that this have not woulda ended up on top With a house full of crops like me In search of the power of the hour of your motherfucking last Pray that everyone but you but I pass the test #123 - Eric C (11.7 Syllables Per Second) Gone on the bounce ya call me, ain't nobody be stopping the mafia Fear ritually cocking a Glock in a, individually dropping a box on the cops but we just keep walking #122 - Hopsin (11.8 Syllables Per Second) Saliva, the whole planet been waiting to get a serial killer symphony Comin' from the Volume and Strange Get in the way of a killer, try to deliver You gonna end up in a trap, bullets all in your brains MC's wanna take the bar down I fucked the game and won't even pick your card out Bitch I'm far out, Hopsin and Tecca Nina taking over We gon' rip your heart out #121 - Snow Tha Product (11.9 Syllables Per Second) Name another mother fucker that has got it like this I'mma lock it with this Ain't no profit to split I will off any bitch Trying to start with a diss Call 911 call the cops and medics A little menace and beginning to kill them again They asking #120 - Futuristic (11.9 Syllables Per Second) They don't really wanna get into it, everytime I do it, it's fluent, it's movin', look at the views I get I leave you ruined, you foolish, you stupid, look at the coolest kid How I maneuver through it, I'm coolin', look at the dude he spit like Call of Duty, Uzi pointed at you like in a movie script I'm wearin' black and a hat in a cab like I'm a Jewish kid Your girl is in my lap with an ass lookin' like nudist, better not turn your back, when I rap, I do you like Brutus did, woo! #119 - Arangino (11.9 Syllables Per Second) Vi conviene tacere E vedere cosa viene fuori dalla voglia di sparare e farvi fuori scendo a patti con il diavolo E deraglio dai binari china il capo sei lo schiavo Se magari non mi segui #118 - Dan Bull (12 Syllables Per Second) Picking up a ticket for the method of my driving? Nah, I'm skiving I am wickeder than wicked And I take it into hiding Quicker than a whippet, in west riding #117 - ModernDayBeast (12 Syllables Per Second) All of my life I've been looking for soemthing to love Take a part of my heart and make it bump Never really wanted nothing but a father with the heart to make me feeling I'm high on hugs But I never really got that did I? Nothing but the drinking and yelling till the midnight #116 - Jaz-O (12.1 Syllables Per Second) Still, anybody ever wanna run up Will get done up in a hurry Got a flurry I'mma hunt 'em for the come up With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it I will live it, idiots gettin it "The Originator," gotta keep it greater Keep the fader for the haters #115 - BoyInABand (12.1 Syllables Per Second) I’m gonna deliver the goods whether you like it or not I’m good as my word and every letter is right at the top, and there will Definitely never be anything better than Dave in a bit of a little predicament Whether the weather be better or less I’m unlikely to stop #114 - C.Ray (12.1 Syllables Per Second) Pray that I don’t give into the bogus and lose focus Doing the most I toast I mean to the Hocus Pocus as they close in But If I don’t drink I think too much the analytic and when im AT a nigga I don’t wanna meet you understood Id go on the opportunity to beat you up, fuck bitches #113 - Dirty C (12.1 Syllables Per Second) E tu arrivi fra quanto? Sappi che sta merda sarà più che Hip Hop Ricordati che questa guerra contro questi babbi Brasa durerà poco sono Saddam Usain Bolt #112 - Ocean Wisdom (12.1 Syllables Per Second) In my raps, there's unlimited lyrics and syllables Hitting my pinnacle isn't a miracle it's kinda literal Feeling a feeling that's minimal Physical feeling it's more of a spiritual Healing a visual audible justification of lyrically winning That's why I be spitting again #111 - Maniphest DestNE (12.2 Syllables Per Second) In that, till I've been there, open on their step bitch you giving milli point I keep the vision on the intact It's enough man it doesn't really matter if your girl wasn't even gonna put it up in that #110 - Godemis (12.2 Syllables Per Second) I don't really wanna gotta tell 'em we the sickest in the scene with a ten year legacy Every dog wanna get a bite but he not finna get it, really want it cause he ain't from the pedigree #109 - JC Blu (12.2 Syllables Per Second) They be telling me don't stop with the lyrics that I'ma deliver Because the way that i keep it simple Taking 'em off the list hidden Better watch it your wishing I'm itching it for the gripping and making a way to pin it this Sinner don't give a shit #108 - Systamatik (12.3 Syllables Per Second) Bringing it proper but I’m gonna drop it and chop on the beat A behemoth a monster my tongues a cleaver that’s chopping through meat See me don’t bother me I’m a demon you don’t wanna meet officially illogical wanting to fucking beef #107 - Mr Ruckamn (12.4 Syllables Per Second) You heard of Watsky? You heard of Mac Lethal? I'm bout to hit em with a form of murder that's legal Not to say I wouldn't prefer to stab people In the pupil, with a dirty smack needle Belligerent and bitter as a motherfucker soon I'll come for every one of you who turned out deceitful #106 - Twistid Rob (12.4 Syllables Per Second) Attacking, hacking and bagging em then tagging em for the crematory Stick to what I give em dragon breath that’s burning people and the’re worried I'ma psychopathic stabbing every melody that I put my words to That’s a different story #105 - Mister Hyde (12.4 Syllables Per Second) Runnin hardline, thinkin of part five Doin it raw in the game and I'm bringin the bars fire for the archives Dippin them bitches in gasoline before I set em ablaze in such a way that they cannot take it, I will never let this art die #104 - Prozak (12.4 Syllables Per Second) Thinkin' about takin' it to another level I'm from another realm like an angel falling from heaven I fell, to the Earth, the purpose of resurrection I'm coming through your speakers like demonic possession and Hell's Bells #103 - Adam Purski (12.4 Syllables Per Second) Hit em with a little bit of beneficial wickedness deliver through lyrical ripping through the gibberish Listen to the rhythm when the lyrics are spitted in to the system when I'm hittin all the synonyms #102 - Z of Firing Squad (12.4 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING Who the fuck's tryna diss me #101 - Nayt (12.4 Syllables Per Second) Quello che mi dicono che non va bene Quello che rivoglio fare fino a domani Mo mi ricarico, Panico E ti rivedo con un serramanico Mo sulla faccia spacco la traccia #100 - Don Chezina (12.4 Syllables Per Second) Escucha es como es que te comes chorizo, y no comes a mi que me gusta que te gusta que sepa mas que tu Don Chezina les canta la musica nueva Escucha es como es que te comes chrizo, y no comes a mi que me gusta que todo el mundo sepa que comes mas tu Don Chezina les canta la musica nueva #99 - A-F-R-O (12.5 Syllables Per Second) Ed and minimal and ripping a ltitle bit, sending in a villain I'm feeling a little bit envy In the bit ending rhythm is heavy, rhythm is ending put em in training Lazy raising, amazing ages that Asian faces staying in ya lane in the rapist cave and layin in the safe havens #98 - Eminem (12.5 Syllables Per Second) That I'm thinkin' about Just tryna think of the quickest and sickest way To make 'em picket, I pick a day to be a prick Then I'm pickin' the wickedest shit to say Spit it back on a level, incredible Head full of Red Bull, unforgettable Better believe these beats are edible I consider loose leaf a vegetable #97 - Abyss (12.5 Syllables Per Second) Zombies in the place looking at me, empty the mag and its The sound of the rifle hitting them making a beat, so I gotta rap to this They're reaching for my legs and they're swinging tryna attack Abyss And I'm just trying to stay alive so witness the wrath of this #96 - Krayzie Bone (12.5 Syllables Per Second) Abide by The Lord, can't nobody ever see a nigga when a nigga is original and touch down first That means I'm hangin' it just like Earth and I can bring #95 - J.L of B Hood (12.5 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING Just remember, only the illest You wanna deliver whenever I get in this booth Speaking the truth #94 - Integ (12.6 Syllables Per Second) Every single day I'm feeling caught in the middle of a bomb and a missle on the block with a pistol Running away from a dozen cops and officals who won't stop with the whistle but they not being civil Thinking bout the rhymes that I could jot with a pencil on a hot instrumental Oh, thought of a riddle, what's a lot of a little? Cause I just want to hit the fucking lotto a little pray to God for a nickle #93 - Jay Trilogy (12.8 Syllables Per Second) So now I'm bout to take another shot and try to battle all my demons, can't let em win I'm a take a semi automatic into my dream and pop shots until they all drop to the end And that was going fine Until I had a small flashback and they all started rising from the dead And now they start to double and double, and this shit's overwhelming but I gotta find an exit quick #92 - Fred De Palma (12.8 Syllables Per Second) Lo c'ho la faccia di chi fuma e non la passa all'amico Tu c'hai la faccia di chi fuma e poi collassa nei video Butto sta tipa sul tappeto tipo mossa di Aikido Vuoi fare il salto con sta roba? #91 - Ali Tomnieek (12.8 Syllables Per Second) Spitting a venomous sentiment when I be getting up in the middle of any instrumental and I'm kicking and hitting them with an individual syllable killing them off like a serial killer #90 - Reckless Anxiety (12.8 Syllables Per Second) Are you really ready enemies I'm ready with a lyrical machete Coming heavy so I'm ready whenever you wanna get me Already many men no I'm deadly an any pathetic enemies Really wanna be bringing there jealously An telling me there ready whenever they wanna be buried Heavily in any cemetery you better be coming carefully whenever your bringing the negative energy I'm gonna be ready for anything #89 - Big Metra (12.8 Syllables Per Second) Si quieres meterte conmigo tu eres un tronido y yo soy un estallido Motivos me sobran para que le siga brindando a la gente lo que ellos me pidan Me subo a tarima y los fanaticos no me gritan me brinda el aplauso que se necesita para proseguir #88 - K.Flay (12.9 Syllables Per Second) Kristine, I'm a lean mean machine at a Green Bean Zippin' out what I mean I've been rappin' it spittin' it rockin' it Gettin' it, haters I babysit can't quit 'til the gym Mix it with a ton a bit of complex vocab Oh no low blow, straight to the gonads so sad You'll never catch what I brought Think you know what I was thinking But you really do not #87 - Pharaoh (12.9 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #86 - Busta Rhymes (12.9 Syllables Per Second) Hit ‘em again at a minimum, creepin' comin’ to kill ‘em Then he be gotta be drillin’ ‘em, thinkin’ “They gotta be feelin’ 'em!” Spittin’ lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin’ ‘em? And gettin’ ‘em stupid to the point where there’s no forgivin’ 'em? #85 - K.A.A.N (13 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #84 - Kamikazi (13 Syllables Per Second) I'm choppin' the rhythm i kill'em i hit'em up with that venom sick of the sticks of a villa but hit'em up with that weapon Vengeful devil low for the mental levels all my enemies better be off my momentum and obey is wise suffer the consequences thinking that maybe i will suffer the opposites when I'm in for comin' Opponents on the mic control mode the mufas sick-opotamus #83 - Krizz Kaliko (13 Syllables Per Second) Or I can keep babblin' on Or rattelin' off at the mouth while we travelin' And I’ll be thinkin' it all be speakin' about the things that I be doin' A couple scooping up out my mouth this album ‘bout to ruin You and you and you #82 - Fenksta (13 Syllables Per Second) Šta da kažem, koju posluku da poram Neovisno, od vas moram uvijek ispred biti jedan korak Fora nije kad je moja konkurencija prespora Za tebe sam noćna mora, da me stigneš si primoran #81 - D-Spillz (13 Syllables Per Second) Gotta hit em with the shit that got em checking on my (?) You need to calm down I saw you in the wrong town There's people kicking it all round My city till the sun down #80 - Joyner Lucas (13 Syllables Per Second) Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip Give me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for more #79 - Fifth Element (13 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #78 -Slikk Get Em (13 Syllables Per Second) Now see these rappers don't mean to be wrong But man easily king of the throne All of the critics just leave me alone And give me the trophy i'm bringing it home I need bout a zone, a couple of bottles Cause we bout to celebrate bring the movado But that's for the bitches, i'm drinkin Bacardi Cause look I just won & we havin a party, I beat on my #77 - AC1D (13 Syllables Per Second) Tracks that'll fall and impact like comets Faggot wanna roll up when I pack heat Must of pulled the trigger better duck up in the back seat Lyrically attack up on a nigga put that mac up on a nigga when I ran up And I hit em wit the gat 'B' #76 - Psikosis (13.1 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #75 - KB (13.2 Syllables Per Second) Me and me can't breathe Homie I gotta die so that I can breathe Through the Christ in me, I proceed Speaking about and preaching about the glory of the gospel Hold up A! #74 - Irv Da Phenom (13.2 Syllables Per Second) I got bottle full'a captain n jack, n I'm ready to get it crackin Baby now tell me whut'chu wanna do I got a package full a magnums thats back at the pad if you wanna attack Then I'mma be strapped up for you And all ya home girls, baby bring the whole hurd! Its open season for pillow squeezin, n leavin toes curl #73 - Ceza (13.3 Syllables Per Second) Rüzgar gibi esemezsem, veremezsem Kalbimi, geri gelemezsem Sen beni bilemedin, yüreğimi göremedin Kendini bilemedin, yamacıma gelemedin Amacına varamadın, her yeri karaladın Barışı da yaraladın, acımadan aldın #72 - R-Syke (13.3 Syllables Per Second) Taikka muuten sulla tulee olee super hankalaa ja väkisinki housuihin ne kuset valahtaa, ku Täälläpäin tommosii wannabe kusipäitä lumeen tallataan ja nakataan naru jalassa roikkumaan Kuusen latvasta, herää jo pahavi jos sä sillä sun musalla meinasit vielä sen perhees Elättää, sillä käy vielä niin että se on sun muijas joka teiän perheen elättää perse Levällää #71 - Christian James (13.4 Syllables Per Second) Bitch, you fucking don't know me, k-k-k-k-k I kill em with the rhythm admit that your shit is weak Couldn't heat em like I heat em with that shit that you speak #70 - Er3k (13.4 Syllables Per Second) Give it or take it man I'm shaking about the music they be makin Soon as I go they start there hatin but these bodies start to faintin Diggin up in yo brain its the Gospel homie that we painting Give it up to him man cause homie say man the King is waitin #69 - LFiers (13.4 Syllables Per Second) But it didn't really matter bout whoever did the maddest or the baddest or the phattest of the wickedest jumps All that matters is we had a good time, man I really do miss being a kid and being young #68 - Tech N9ne (13.5 Syllables Per Second) Get ready to brawl hometown Breaking a jawbone, clown You ain't a criminal killer, be ready to get up and fall on down Look at the darkside, full of the gangbanging Hookers with choppers and the coppers they keep the things rangin You ain't gotta be killer gangster to know That you can die tryna hide sides things for the dough After the club pimping and skipping cuz they trippin' off in the MO #67 - VBL - (13.5 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #66 - Pyscho Pat (13.5 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS GERMAN TRANSCRIBING #65 - O-G-O (13.6 Syllables Per Second) Imma Scatta brain evaporate damaging all the amateurs capping em with a stab with a rapping, I bring a fatter pace Grabbing em out the back of the game slapping the wacker they're in a state of confusion and I'll be happily having a taste Of anybody that's trying to claim the fate of a lyricist when they're wack and they're claiming to make a change and I'm ripping em through a place and I vividly kill the villains of the game with a spit and they'll lay as a bitch and we wicked and raising the shit #64 - Sparo (13.6 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TAGALOG TRANSCRIPTION #63 - Tha Skeptic (13.6 Syllables Per Second) Throwing a gas and, hit em with a little bit of murder mayn, catch em with an automatic reaction Sever the presh, leaving a mesh, definitely gonna beat the motherfucker that be coming to reap and no action when I go #62 - Rainjah X (13.6 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #61 - Kxng ERA (13.7 Syllables Per Second) Bringing it back with the coolest of flows, you never knew Era was flowing this cold Bringing it back and I'm breaking them of by chopping the flow because the illest's in the building and you already know #60 - Bonez (13.7 Syllables Per Second) Im ridin' like a mothafucka, get it with my fuckin brothaz, quit it with your trippin or im gonna have to run and gun ya' Choppa Clique is up and comin, automatic double buckin' if it get to jumpin imma keep it fuckin thuggin' fuck it up im goin crazy, ain't nobody play me, hate me hate me, but ya just can't fade me, ain't never gonna happen no your never gonna do it, Bonez, Choppa Clique, MOVEMENT #59 - Jay Crazii (13.7 Syllables Per Second) TRANSCRIBE #58 - MC Silk (13.8 Syllables Per Second) Zakomodowani jak oko do cienia. Stale na dole, wychylam się znów Robię to po to, by Tobie pokazać, że poza zasięgiem jesteśmy tu! Deputowani się sami do dumy. Latami latamy za celu mirażem Choć potu lanego na glebie kałuże, to mamy omamy, że plamy nie damy Sami składamy te klipy do kupy i loopy. Do dupy tu robota ta Lecz póki styka tu po to, by przeżyć i bitu paliwo, to noga na gaz! #57 - kD The Stranger (13.8 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS UKRAINIAN TRANSCRIBING #56 - TTurk (13.9 Syllables Per Second) Takes all dividends and that's the ends of it, for At the end of it I'll be celebrating in any state or entity living or dead and believe I'll fake identities made for the state I'm in In any given state I'm in and I ain't being mean I'm getting you ready if you thinking you heavy you better get ready cause this strictly for the Underground Kings #55 - Dalima (14 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #54 - Tonik (14 Syllables Per Second) So be ready to back away when I get to chopping I'm dropping anybody that is looking like an enemy Nobody wanna gimme the mic cause they know I slaughter Like a father protecting daughters They thought I was like a problem #53 - Papa San (14 Syllables Per Second) What is it? Pretty baby, pretty baby Don’t understand none Busta come wikidie bum Say what? My bam baba Might would have said The world won’t shine Might would have said anything You would have stayed shy You can’t understand No come to get rid of us Stumble a couple of diversions #52 - Twista (14 Syllables Per Second) Don't be one of the blind gotta stay alert And put in work cuz time is almost up Twistas, Hurricanes, and Volcanoes erupt So we can't stop the struggle I'm killin my enemy, breakin 'em off and not givin a fuck #51 - Eligh (14.1 Syllables Per Second) The nigga, the owner, the giver, the taker The proper white rapper, come to LA with the lay-kick over the dome Bring it back home. Elevating over haters And alligators, leaving craters while my radar mayday over Satellite #50 - Tonedeff (14.1 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Fuck a bitch until her pussy cat naps Y'all niggas are pretty in pink And you been chillin with the Brat Pack Fact is, my stats kick your ass bitch You're too average to consider surpassing The task is tedious, really, this beat is just feeding me You thought Gonzalez was I hate when they call me a fast rapper Shame on you hate mongers heaping the praise on them fake frauds They’re claiming their favorites have got a gain on me, bating me often But I’m remaining calm in a state of elated dominance Aiming to body em, making a moniker Breaking them down by the way that the audience savors every sound #49 - Eradicate (14.2 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 I go crazy with it in the kitchen Bitch, run up out now tell em put your bitch in, hoe Man I'm flowing crazy I cannot stop flipping Police want to clap up me or put me in prison Rich Eradicate and ISO, gotta bring you'll die slow Anybody really want to run up get thrown busting like a rifle, trying to play nice though Bout to swing your life so, three clicks up in the red-dot sight, oh #48 - The Jokerr (14.2 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Look at your ass waiting like a dumb bitch Wondering what kind of style I'mma come with Who am I? Well, I figured it’d be as good a time as any for an introduction Now I applaud anybody who attempts to stop, cause people can't even imagine an event to top What I'mma bring, the badda bing, the kinda thing that with every syllable given I'm makin em wanna pretend to pop to bring #47 - U$O (14.2 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Ja vi kender det godt. Nør vi tænder det op Når vi går i seng og fucker Never kan vi føle, sætter de sidste flasker på køl Nah man jeg gider ikke engang begynde Ja det var fedt fedt så jeg snakker lidt lidt telefon med min homie De vil alle tjekke når vi ligger det Kommer ind og smækker det, beatet jeg vækker det I ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund Hanger med de vildeste gutter Det minder mig om vi stikker det af For de kalder mig alle "vild fucking chopper” #46 - Mozart MZ (14.2 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Quero tudo que a vida tem, traz Soube que o que vem, vai Mano eu tô num nível que não importa opinião Dá um rolé no harém do pai, faz Querer sempre mais O rebolado dessa gata balançou meu coração Então tá bom, bem Então soma, tira a prova, se envolve na aula Só pra ter assunto, reprovo e resolvo no mundo O babaca para perto, pede pra ir junto São pique racional, numeral, dois conjunto "Rap é união mano, em prol do bem comum MZ e seu som só de balançar o bumbum" Mas a crítica e o drama é uma prova de [?] Tua mina na minha cama, mentira, fazendo as unha [?] em frente eu canetalho #45 - Nick Beam (14.3 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Shooting tide when it's biness, gotta ride til it's finished, they gon' vibe to the realest, can you feel it, can you feel it? Spitting with venomous, pinnacle, critical, lyrical, been a pro beat me up Syllables, hella dope, cannot put, me off the flow Motherfucker never really want us move on the ramp with a nigga with a mac, like yo #44 - Playboy The Beast (14.4 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 My belt, I'm leaving to melt all over the desk cause imma spank ya Picking yo' pocket, shot ya, boi I'm bout to leave you lifeless I'm a real-life psycho going through my mid-life crisis, only 28 years old but I fight like a bleeding knight is Spitting in the middle make a quickness stinging, bitch you can kill another bit You can bet that you a killer when I'm filling the rhythm but the nigga kill em with a come-up and it billing niggas begin to feel this so ya Personification of that beast-mode kill shit, the hardest nigga spitting and I put that on my children #43 - King ISO (14.4 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Sick of the niggas who wanna be comin' at me with the drama I don't be givin' a fuck about anyone, please, you're a goner Take the body parts are ID's said the donor But I really want the fade like black jeans in a washer I been ridin' with a heater cause I know a lot of niggas prob'ly Wanna see a killa in the grave But I bet you I'mma hit it with the venom when I gotta be the Nigga that'll put a hollow tip up in your brain! It's a lot of niggas talkin' 'bout they sick up in the brain Talkin' 'bout they murder niggas but I hit 'em with the thang Talkin' 'bout he was a homie but I know it wasn't funny so I Catch a nigga slippin' then I gotta let it BANG! #42 - SpongeBOZZ (14.5 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Zu viel Stricher im Business, zu viel Hipsterpunkbitches Doch zu wenig Munition in meinen Minigunclips Ich geb' ein'n Fick auf alle Hoes, aber den Silver-Skunk-Jibbit In dem siebzig Gramm Shit ist, splifft der Kifferschwamm chillig Ah, tätowierte Ghetto-Gs Beef mit Familys, street wie NMDs Schieß' auf Enemys, realste Rap-MC Aber Fler verpfeift das Team wie Referees Kill em all ich hab die guncollection Boom boom boom boom, schwammconnection Starte kein Twitterbeef, habe kein killermotiv aber uberlege mir nen grund sie einfach Anzustechen Badabang badabang baller mit der gang alle Renn'n kille deine gang vore den fans, wir lassen eventhallen brenn'n polier meine felgen Am benz Motherfucker enter das game, mit der family BBM-Gangster wir sprengen dein camp #41 - D-Loc (14.5 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Any enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up They know they never can get with me whenever they mention me The history of a lyrical criminal more deadly than chemicals Check my resume, they said the Gillgod’s biblical Think of me up on the block and I’m grabbin’ the .44 Tellin’ you pussy ass niggas, you niggas on top Thinkin’ you niggas are ready for me? I don’t be givin’ a Fuck and I’m comin’ up outta the back and I’m Grabbin’ a Mac, and I buss a nigga #40 - Kaoz (14.7 Syllables Per Second) SONG #1 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING Thinking of making a stang that will make me a couple of billion bucks and get buck as I’m ripping the heart out of the mic and then making it wicked, the poetry working me up Tell me they ain’t worth a buck Gonna have to empty your salary for a verse and Donald Trump ain’t even worth enough! #39 - Seckond Chaynce (14.8 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Presenting it to the people even chopping and screwing it Moving the people away from the secular music they coming and seeking the king Then snap into hyper drive and making a mockery of em you know what I mean Flowing to Michigan, California, Colorado, salute to the legendary chopping up with the Midwest When if we come, we coming to back it up making the lyricals swurl, and give me the world And all that we gifted, Seckond Chaynce'll don't admit the Spirit Fingers representing for all the (This is for the twiz) #38 - Hurricane (14.9 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Running and I gotta get away cause if they give in, they go pimpin and the pimpers trip in like I'm a convict I didn't fucking start shit, off it like a deal, goes to show when I'm high and I've lost it I was spitting to the song til it jumped off Motherfuckers was in love with the Cane, saw I turned niggas to stay with the Cane's all Feel like a nigga git hit me with a chainsaw Everybody wanna hear it they be looking for the rapture, and I'll be like BET, let me get into this laughter Creeping up in the back not gonna believe that they digging the penmanship Pulling and bullying niggas that come but they stopping we did it shoo Really be going to pull up a battle and not hesitating to come in to strike in the booth with a nigga they kill the #37 - TrustThaTouch (15 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 But still gripping, handing over the mic, get ready to fight, there's no time to rhyme I've slaughtered my life, it's nothing too strange, so ripping the mic Ready to kill tonight We blow when I'm in the zone, imma feed em my toast It's eighteen, you're getting kinda slow And then I'm ripping and ripping and ripping the mic, if some of them not giving not what they like I'm picking a panel off when sprinting to write, hello, I'm just a fellow, just a kind-of mellow #36 - Watsky (15 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Then I go, go, go, go, go Every time I get a beat, I know I gotta beat it up I bend it, then I break it, then I chop it, then I eat it up And PETA would never approve of the way I've been treating the music I bleed it, I bruise it, I kick it to the curb And then I'm sipping on my bourbon, I be freaking it doing it, keeping it moving I'm picking apart the muscle when I'm thinking about the hustle But I'm nice, nice! Hai! This guy right here! Credit to Reddit you bet I’ll never forget I’m forever indebted And Ellen for getting the cougars to check it It’s too good to take and so I’m gonna go dry my tears Gonna meet up at a 7-Eleven to pick up a dank donut pack I look at myself in the glass and go ‘Oh what?!’ #35 - K-Fix (15 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 And that’s how do it that mentality that I’m living with When I’m spitting, there’s really ain’t no motherfucking punchline When i be rocking the mic I be giving the niggas the business And breaking them off with the lyrical heat and leaving with em this shit and be leaving em tongue tie! It’s time for me fill ’em with venom and behead ’em up and I’ll chop ’em to bits Better believe that I'm being on my level and never be ready for droppin’ this You cut ’em with venom in head, I tell ’em you better be gettin’ ’em hustled I might of been beneath and fuckin’ around, I’ma take it to head with the medal and pop the Smith #34 - Bloody Ruckus (15 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Lighter! Burning my memories burning my agony demons are roaming inside of my bodies and all of you bitches are finna be running the devil is coming and nothing is stopping me Ready for whatever when ever nigga you thinking you killing the tongue of the beast and I'm letting you know that you won't get away and I'm leaving you dead up in side of my street Comin' i'm runnin' i'm comin' to get you with all of my niggas i'm ready to kill you i fill em with venom i couldn't get rid of em i'm lookin' around in the hood for the tension i'm wondering why do they want to be eating the bullets up out of there stomach licking the womb and i'm sewin' it shut because i'm murdering off these muthafuckas poppin' and droppin' i'm gettin' it rockin' i murder the haters who want to be noggin i cut up their bodies i burn up their bodies i pull out my shotty and then i keep poppin' they thinking i'm crazy but that is not true and you fuckin' with me then i'm fuckin' with you and better come up when you call up yo crew its the underground choppers 2 #33 - Siege-A (15.2 Syllables Per Second) SONG #1 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING Certain trust, in the connection with or without a myriad of multiple devices it don't really matter, downloads ain't affected Click upon a million sites, give it arrive, giving the people the bit imminent quickening right Live in a life, with the alligned, cable in mind, stepping the right connection Enable the rise, of a better way of surfing up on the web now say goodnight #32 - Mac Lethal (15.2 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Never been a counterfeit of nothing I am just an elevated Entity I’m coming and giving it back and then pumping Dump on every instrument with increments of syllables And sentiments I lunge I’m livid again I’m sticking it in Their muffins make a couple million I’m hoping to I’m going to So gimme another reason I should sit around an not experience Benefits of getting down when all the drivel that they’re spitting Is so hideous Godzilla fear the viciousness! Bitch, just because you work hard doesn't mean you get rich But I'll be taking Michelle Bachman and sitting her down, sticking my dick in and licking and ticking and kicking her out #31 - Lyrah (15.2 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 MUKHANG NABABALIW NA NGA KO MAKATAKASAN NA KAHIT NA MALABO MAKALABAS SA PINTUAN NA SARADO MATINONG KAISIPAN AY NAG LALAHO SANA MABIGYAN ANG PAGKATAO MALIWANAGAN NA KAHIT NA PAPANO AKOY BALIW SA MUSIKA ALIW SA MUSIKA'YA KO DELIKADO WALA BANG LUNAS SONG #2 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #30 - LEECH (15.3 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Severing your arteries, the hardest man I gotta be a lyric killer sazzing when I'm spazzing on the instrumental Top nobody choppers that be thinking that they got it, I'm the illest, don't forget it cause you know that I be popping And my homies down to rock, I got a semi and I pop it I'm the hottest, no one stop us, so impossible with godly flows I cannot send the game, got the boulders in your brain Now would you want to listen and just watch this music Hittin their head and make music and then I will lunge drop a knife when I hit em and kill em and slither enemies hitting em up with the brain Somebody chugging I'm baking it backing it send em look at the way you doing it making the money, making it final Taking a buck kind of just want to change #29 - pooG Da Devil (15.3 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 I'm loving the way I'm dripping it rapid (slow) Assemble the body after I wack it Ripping a body I gotta be loving it dripping it gotta be wicked chopping a body And got to be sending a bomb pack and all that (slow hmmmm) Bitch i'm P double O no hoe plus the capital G, hit em whenever they thinking of fucking around with the wicked in me You rooting and hearing, chopping the body and loving to make it bleed You pussies ain't scary, murdering niggas and chopping em into cheese (hmmm, slow) It's catastrophic, i hit em whenever they thinking of fucking around with the wicked i Glocks niggas Echoing bitches so i will never shout witcha, murdering niggas and chopping the bodies inside a box nigga #28 - Big Loony (15.4 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 End up and run from the hood a bitch Fuck withn the nigga Loony and the body parked in the ditch If they really wanna come and get it with the chopper that dump a clip, I fuck with the Brainsick cause I hit you with voodoo Murdering thinking 'come up with little rejection' I hit em with the venom when I get to part, Bin on Osama shit If a nigga really want it run up and get killed but I offer really pop a clip Guess we in the middle with a knife on that voodoo #27 - Twisted Insane (15.7 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Finna beat the instrumental like it was a denim I'll be in your mental, fill 'em on the middle Every time I sit and think about the Voodoo They be happy and I'm on 'em, wake up and I knew the mommy was a goner Papa never run away, now put the gun away Before a bullet's put up in your fruit loop I will eventually get to runnin’ whenever they make it impossible Hit a motherfucker with the venom and I put ’em all up in the hospital Do you want it with the funk, I’m grabbin’ a pump And I be doin’ the voodoo Deuce-deuce through your window And I shoot two through your nostril Fuck ’em all, hit ’em all, kill ’em all I hate they whole clique though Really you mad at me because your bitch on my dick, so Hit her all up on the Facebook say ’hey, look, it’s Twisted Insane Come give me brain’, so just hopped in my 6-4 #26 - Sensei (15.9 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Tutte le volte vado più forte mi diverto come nelle giostre non me ne fotte se non capisci La potenza dell'extrabeat Propongo delle proposte propositive che vi possono fare uscire davvero da tutta questa shit Sclero voglio superare il cielo come un alieno gli scarsi nemmeno li vedo ai miracoli so Che ci credo Sono sereno pure se crolla il mondo intero mica come Svevo dopo che scrisse tutta quanta La coscienza di Zeno Di lato, di perfetta comprensione sparo parole calibro nove Mitragliatore di precisione faccio musica di professione Non mi interessa la protezione delle persone con la pressione e la propensione a camminare Per ore come dentro una processione #25 - El Chojin (16 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Engo a darte un par de frases De esas que me han dicho que no forman parte Por cuidar mi diccion El Chojin comparte Con todos los otros los que viven rap, o no?? No pretendo polemizar pero es que muchos mc´s no saben vocalizar No los entiendo tienen huecos los textos Si no tienes nada que hablar quedate en silencio Yo! vengo a darte un par de frases De esas que me han dicho que no forman parte Por cuidar mi diccion El Chojin comparte Con todos los otros los que viven rap, o no?? No pretendo polemizar pero es que muchos mc´s no saben vocalizar No los entiendo tienen huecos los textos Si no tienes nada que hablar quedate en silencio Todos tienen derecho a hablar Pero no nos castigues con tu basura de rap Solo aprende a respetar cual es tu lugar Y yo no te castigare con mi furia verbal (Como!) Como quieres que la gente te oiga Con esa lengua tan grande que no te cabe en la boca En este club como en todos nos regimos por normas La primera es que se entienda lo que dices SI IMPORTA! Cada vez que me ves haciendo el papel De mc contra el que resistirse equivale a perder Debes comprender que para hacer esto bien No solo es rimar que tambien hay que valer Venga!! #24 - NoClue (16.5 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 You can feel the wrath of a menace from the beginning Come against a type of nigga like me and I'm sinning Better pray to God that you're in it to win it Cause I get to rippin it like ain't nobody fuckin with it Too egotistic, list it, raps theistic Fuck, you missed it Gotta couple loose screws in my head So you better keep your distance Keep a witness hit list Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman Innovative and I'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you and I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music, you make elevator music #23 - Eclip$e (17.1 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 I be passin it to the motherfucker #22 - J-Battle (17.1 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #21 - SplytSecond (17.2 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 See, your heart rate is normal, your breathing is regular? and your body temperature is stable, et cetera I have never seen somebody so healthy in my career as a doctor I'm telling ya (what?) There's literally nothing I can give you, not a pill, not a drug nor an ointment You ain't even bother making an appointment, this is nothing but a pure disappointment Ready get set The level of the skill will determine the respect SONG #2 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #20 - Danjor (17.6 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 My chopping ability's cavernous, taking a beat and going to ravage it Having everybody wonder what's happening, unlimited energy's what I'm tapping in A machine gun is popping a cap in it, locking the body up in the cabinent Articulate and intricate when I'm ripping it, I gotta be fucking immaculate I'm the executioner, welcome to my dungeon I grab a spiked mace, gonna hit you with the bludgeon, if you're questioning why I do it It's because I'm a speed demon, and I'm just answering the summons Hit em with the double time, when I go and bust a rhyme, even with a couple lines, you are never touching mine, did ya hear that When I go into gear, I'm in a different tier, if you are alive after a meeting, you should count that as a lucky try People are still sleeping on this dog like I'm Wei Shen, treating me like I'm little kid in the play pen, even though I'm wrecking The competition, where they're lacking I'm packing, I'm whacking em all, anybody still doubt that I'm one of the best? Okay then #19 - DNA Tru Lyricist (17.7 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 LIGHTSPEED... Your nothing to me and I'm proving it now so ya better be backing it up from the way that I do it easily murdering anyone steppin up into my path, I come with the tactical ammo I'm loading it up up in the gun and I'm ready to blast, sprinkles the bodies all over the ground I promise you homicide gunna wanna ask "WHO DID IT" Sentimental when I be leaving em heavens upheaving while I be looking at them with a devilish look on my face! Murder any motherfucker thinking the brnging it better, topping em all, poppin em all and I'm doing it for the cheddar They give me money, then you thinkin it funny fucking em all up with the speed there ain't a motherfucker spittin thats better than me I'm steeping into ya path And I'm spraying em all, droppin gem all, somebody thinking they bringing it better than mine when I'm running up into the game and I'm coming to get em with the way that I'm do it I'm doing it Put em in a body cast, I tell em all to swing #18 - Outsider (17.9 Syllables Per Second) NEEDS KOREAN TRANSCRIBING #17 - MSL (18.4 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 It's really been a little minute since I had to rap fast, got to do it like a nazi man I'm bout to gas that Killings in the Holocaust, then bomb end up in my backpack But it's stupid hating bout to kill cause I'm a spaz man Even though I'm tripping I'm an eighty on the adderal Keeping me from writing but I guess I am the bad and all Losing all my famine and I'm bout to roll just like a ball People like the way that I be chopping, man I hate it all Repeat, alright x2 Coming to get'em hit'em with my venom then ima be chopping them all into pieces! Chopping a body cause im a killer so I do it with minimal reasons Ripping'em up to illest chopper when I get up on the track! Bout to be banging them all when I am ready to attack! Then im tearing your body down to a molecular scale! When the cops find your body it will already be pale! Dumping the guts over the side into the bay, over the rail Chopping off your head, and send it to your parents through the mail #16 - Mizury Mize (18.5 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Psycho like im michael at thanksgivin gettin savage attackin a track choppin it up like a ninja Out to get cha attention and make you listen to my visions makin you picture em wit the wisdom of this ballastic Rhythm ive written killin the competition wit the ammunition when spittin Choppin em up and bustin em down like a demolition derby like im on a mission; special edition, mint condition cuz their hasnt been a thirsty nigga ta merk me wit lyrics From the clearance isle gimmickin tryin to mimic this image yall better off packin a picnic wit a mortician bitches (Free advice) Packing semen of a demon being a heathen beating seeds in any region making a legion while I'm reading it like I'ma rapping yakkin Charles Manson While I be given a reason for you to believe in I'm a beast beasting it every season teething and feasting feeding Off beats like I'm treating myself for my own personal satisfaction Acting up acting out with the action with tactics putting tax on the verses im no freestyler my style isn't free febreezing it fresh with the way that I be serving up the motherfuking murder When working overtime being a hard worker performing that lyrical serial killer horror Halloween when I'm on the scene making it reality Optimiz Prime sort of like a Transformer #15 - DNS (18.7 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Soha! Ostoba, én ha osztom az észt A kosztomon élsz, ahogy kóstolod, posztod a face-en, nos, hogy a mosdóba mész Most jön a mostoha rész: roskad a fostól a WC, robban a bél Kinek fogsora ép és a mosolya szép, ahhoz gyors’ oda lépsz, rajta morzsolva szét Meg jöhet az EPILEPSZIA! Eleve tele van az agyam beteges elemekkel, amik elegye fekete A szavak e mellett, amiket tekerek, akarom mondani, ennek a veleje Annyira meredek, aki hall, berezel, pörög az agya, hogy szedek-e szereket Kitör a háború, mindenki pánikol, para van, amikor a beton beremeg Pedig én nem vagyok gonosz, ám a dolog, az, ami ideköt, elveszi eszemet De nem a tipikus, piti kis emberek, hanem a lirika mitikus ereje Apokaliptikus ennek a jellege, "automatikusan nyerek" a jelige Dobogón topogó, veni, vedi, vici, valaki tehet-e valamit #14 - S7ven Da Don (18.7 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Friction, the wickeds paranoid cause armageddons coming You try to black the light but imma tell you something You'd better be ready for the battle with the Gods when the spirit of the light hits the children of the lost, the wicked about to pay the cost when Saint Seven blows the trumpet Rising to another level demons try to injure any pride and confidence within my soul but I don't hear it I'm gonna be getting back on the mic when I gotta be breaking and hitting them up with cynical venom be getting up in them bringing Armageddon to anybody thinking they wanna battle because everybody gotta be getting ready for the hyper radical damage when I'm rapping and bagging the beat I'm flipping and dropping and leaving everybody eradicated with a vengeance when I be dropping my syllables at a super sonic speed but hypothetically I'm super humanely gifted I get up on the microphone I gotta make them bleed packing and busting a gat attacking them niggas asking them what they gonna do I get up on the microphone hit them up with the venom by chopping breaking and chewing the rhythm when niggas think they ready to come against me I slam them on the ground like a gavel #13 - Yung Revival (19 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 See, stopping bitches up for schemes Motherfuck so stop do thinking you spitting up for success I'm finna be done, I'm waking the zone But it is taking a fuck to the room Yeah, one of the world's fastest rappers... But hit em with vision while want to be murderers one to be making the money up with the venom would you understand it when venom when I'm taking em in their head but when I'm waking em making the master I didn't really want to be one to end it topping the stop of any one that be taking the individual Til it's blowing we want to get up when it want to wither I be making it one to be GET IT #12 - kVr (19.5 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Now I'm taking the mic and I'm rapping at venomous full speed Gain the momentum and hit 'em with rhythm, I'm verbally making 'em all bleed Dropping the sound in the waves and doing it fast, think all of you agreed What am I doing now? So sick when velocity limits I exceed And if somebody wanna run up I will turn him into piece of raw meat I'ma now wondering how to write bars and then rap 'em to make it all complete It's rather hard but when you put heart to that, it will be guaranteed All of these syllables feeding me up and I'm chopping 'em up, so let's eat Et away or stay and laugh 'cause I do it my way, I could not obey, give it up like they say, still living with doubt everyday though, day by day But now I'm here, not anymore filled with fear and my speed massacres every single enemy Making 'em wrecking and ringing and breaking 'em, packing the mic and I'm bringing it back and taking out wack and irregular, packing and bagging 'em, sick of them thinking they rocking and swagging, I'm making 'em bringing their agony #11 - MGK of ARMR4 (19.6 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 SA PAG PUKPOK NG AKING MGA BARA SA IYONG ULO, AY TITIGIL ANG IYONG ORAS AT MUNDO #CRANIUMBASHER HINDI MO KO KAKAYANIN KAHIT SAAN KA SUMUKSOK IHO, WALA KANG TAKAS AKO ANG IYONG SUNDO #BLINKDAGGER KAYA KAPAG AKO ANG IYONG NAKATUNGGALI SA GANITONG MGA LABANAN AY PAPAPATAY KA NGAYON! #DEAD_ON_A_RIVAL AT PARA HINDI KANA MAHIRAPAN AY Wala ka naman silbe kaya pupunitin ko na mga ito Para sa inyong kaalaman nakakatagal na namin gumagawa na mga pamamaraan nito Sapagkat napakarami namin mga nakakargado dito Mmmmhhh!!! Walang makakasilong kapag binuhos ko ang kalamidad/ muwawasak lumalagapak at tumagataktak parang nag paulan ng mga bala sa aking dala dalang kalamidad #10 - LîL hØllÖw (19.8 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 HØllÖw ain't fucking around I'm bringing 'em undaground chop At the top of the choppa roster coming to get your brain popped When I'm popping em off wit lyrical toxic venomous drops Then I'm spitting and racking the victims thinking that hØllÖw's on rocks Leaving the cops checking the blocks when I detonate these bombs Spitting a boss Holocaust with a nuclear exhaust Figured they mosh faggot I'm gosh suck a Medusa head of cocks I'm fucking Pandora and Lemarchand wit the same box Off, I flow and it makin em cough, I'm the chopper that breakin jaw, if there's somebody wanting talk, I be drowning em in a trough, rapper that rapin, the devil to Satan, I'm comin and wreckin em all, poppin a case in, like medication, fuck it I'm going off, GO, somebody fakin I chop him to bacon exploding off of the bomb I'm makin coming to break it don't suffer debating fuckin bet that I'm dominating, double the rap and I'm makin it fast and leavin the whack all stumbling back when I'm steppin up on the track and I be choppin a rapper to converse But they never even know, cause I'm so underground They never even flow cause they below supersonic sound Ripping em out, closing their mouth, weighing the pound, taking it down Doing it up and every single motherfucker gonna be shutting it down, but they can't even fucking keep up #9 - Rebel XD (20.3 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 So now you better be ready to meet the devil But I don't dance I just heat up fellows And you looking so sweet little bo peep and I'm pissed And even though you may be white as snow, it'll show Because when you take a leak in the snow You can always see the spot where the pee is yellow He's like a Child, while a power type man But he came at me with a bad act Like "Hey, I'm DNA" and I was like OK But if you think I give a shit kid then you got it backwards So how bout you say yo name That shit is old, so I getting mo', keep spitting cold, lyrics are tempt niggas fo' So man hit the road, and don't come back, what makes you think that we want your raps The fact we ain't even gotta bump your tracks, cause that shit is fat, and try to bust hold back Sick of the mike and makin a rap while im stepin and pullin my hand then i forgettin them and pullin my enemies set them to a middle were then i send them to a way then im makin one of them get out of my sight While im comin and rockin the mike and makin it hyper and im gettin it tight for a radical rhyme thats becomin tight And im makin the people send them a part and one will be jumpin and humpin thats settin them off in a battle and steppin To be the mike with my hand and im makin it hot #8 - Liquiid Vortex (21 Syllables Per Second) SONG #1 AND #2 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING Shaking and breaking and making em all into motherfucking bacon when I get up I'm busting every syllable in the room thinking they bringing it better than me get up and murder every syllables making em all chop making em all chop making em all drop making all suffer shock they ain't really gonna be fuck with the spitter They're gonna be running outta ammo when I jam the trigger after words I be coming and hit em with flow coming and dropping all their face into the snow gonna be doing It too quick so many motherfuckers are gonna want it at slow mo they never gonna be ready When I'm busting out the machete when I get up on a chopping mission all these targets are never gonna be missing #7 - MC Rice (22.1 Syllables Per Second) SONG #1 NEEDS FRENCH TRANSCRIBING Avec revolushan music je débite sans limite, mon flow vous attire et vous déciment avec mes lyriques, il est maléfique Il a un pouvoir symbiotique. Pour vous dire qui je suis je débite de plus en plus vite Entendez-vous ce rire diabolique qui résonne sur ce beat? C'est ceux qui ont défié mon débit, à présent ils sont adepte de la folie, prenez-garde les amis car j'arrive Mes lyriques me submergent et je débite Ici MC Rice, je tabasse à coup de ligne de basse pour diffuser mes punchlines à travers l'espace SONG #3 NEEDS FRENCH TRANSCRIBING #6 - Leach (22.9 Syllables Per Second) SONG #1 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING You ain't ever, ever gonna see a motherfucker that is better than me cause I'm coming in and imma haunt ya Put ya in my vision make ya listen to the rhythm as I make it in a minute I'm a maniac a monster Who would wanna fuck around I fuck around with people who can't fuck around I'm lethal and I'm evil no imposter Sicker than a psycho with syphilis I'm ridiculous sick of this motherfucker imma cook em like a lobster SONG #3 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING #5 - Don Xperto (24.1 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 Vengo tirando a ventando el estilo talento que tengo por dentro que siempre lo a viento muy rápida mente cruzando palabras que tengo en la mente no paro le sigo te digo te cuento cuidado que soy don xperto le meto intelecto al estilo secreto mi estilo lo aumento mi estilo lo de muestro mi estilo lo invento mi estilo te apuesto reviento le suelto por eso me es tán escuchando aclamando mirando elevando alabando besando apuntando copiando imitando yo vengo rapeando riman do can tan do gri tan do gi ran do bai lan do brin can do tem blan do vo lan do tum ban do a la com pe ten cia la ven go aplas tan do do mi nan do Sabe que nadie lo invade, te aseguro que todos lo saben que el que menos sabe, lo sabe que escomo lo ensayooo Mira como la persona se presta para darle seguido lo que disparo, lo menos que hago yo despierto el gallo para menos traer el sol en tu invierno, saben que estoy loco y nadie sabe mas que yoooaaa Prepárate para escuchar lo más rápido que se ha conocido Te apuesto que nunca has oído algo parecido, tu eres testigo De mi agilidad, habilidad que yo tengo para meterle velocidad No sé qué tan bueno pueda ser que tenga esta capacidad Pero cada VEZ yo siento, que tengo que ir más de prisa veloz Soy el único que puede viajar al pasado o futuro con solo mi voz Yo rompo todas las marcas los records, habidos y por haber Tirando tan rápidamente que puedes sentir mí poder Soy como una metralleta disparando sin límite de balas Palabras que nunca se acaban cada que acelero me salen las alas Yo siento que vuelo despego me elevo en tan solo un segundo #4 - Interchopper (24.6 Syllables Per Second) SONG #1 AND #2 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING Fams, I'm murdering all of the bars when Imma blast catching up it's an Inter-speed burst Ain't nobody ripps it out just like me Others are lyrical murderers, IMMA SPEED DEMON Damn it I'll be tha spitter with wicker style comin' to kill'em all comin' to get in roll whenever the choppin is gettin down I'm wreckin the freakin' mic. With droppin the most bars #3 - Crucified (25.3 Syllables Per Second) SONG #1 AND #2 NEEDS TRANSCRIBING I'll be riding around the atmosphere, imma sting em with that pitiful venom Ain't nobody got the wrath and then I put em in a bag amd ne baking em quicker Hacking and backing and packing fuck it I'm saying to come and get em my venom Better be coming and breaking all of you have you ever seen em? I'm sicker and wickeder planning on picking the scene up gotta be hearing that breaking up anybody topping the clip and I'm bringing the chopper I gotta be the one to come on perimeter get up I hit em I'm coming to heat it a syllable when I blow up you better get up if I call get ready for the war, I've seen all the war I sit in it warm I'm sending a body but nobody want ever to come #2 - TheJackal (26.5 Syllables Per Second) Song #1 An Other muthafucker thinkin they gonna go fast on the beat But I'm proud to admit that I'm crowned as elite And I'm gradually gonna murder the beat With Multiple Schemes as I crush all their dreams Coz yall fail to keep up with the keeper and the beater of beats up when he speeds up and cleans up and weakest of speakers now preach to your leader he'll teach ya to eat up any other feature, imma Planetary choppers, and I'll break it like a bottle Takin off it in my shuttle, other rappers better scuttle Cause I'm pullin on the the throttle and imma rock it in my rocket Better "watch" it like a pocket and im better than you "sock it" in the jaw Man I'm spittin raw and I'm bout to mawl TheJackal's vicious dawg Hoppin like a frog I'm the rapper with it all Chop you like a log and down you fall, ha! Moment envyin moment and I haven't even spoken like lightning kinda frightening huh Bet you ain't ready for this bruh Ahaha here we go, might be a little rusty (HURAH) Hit em with a muthafucka they don't wanna come when I get up in the club and I hit em with a bus That's 26 and I'm about to go faster! #1 - Sabotahe (27.4 Syllables Per Second) Really needs Tagalog transcription