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And Velvet steps up thankin' y'all for remaining patient.
Been rapping since before the beginning of time, before God and before creation,
Using Uesp to send my divine message 'cross the nation,
ripping apart those wack rappers you hear rhymin' on the radio stations,
talkin bout drug dealin' and escapin' incarceration'.

But enough about that, I'm not Hopsin, not here to [&@%!] 'bout mainstream and the Free Masons
Illuminati and their plans of World Domination
Spread my political views in the hope of getting leftists favour
Or talk about who may or may not be our saviour
Real beats, real rhymes and my mind's gone blank so I'll hafta finish this later...

Here to test members.
So let's see who remembers,
who kills when he rhymes words,
never spills his wine, even after burnin the fine herbs.
its important that i'm heard.
Seeing as yall livin in my world.
Stay up.
Keep the repuations weight up,
still got no time for stragglers sayin' "wait up"
I always make shots, i'm the king of the lay-up
I ball.
Like streetball is my job,
just go and throw me a lob.
But don't tell me about a blog.
I'm a sprinter who never jogs.
A winner who sets the bar,
Not a sinner who's made a star
It's on.
Bout to shine bright as an atom bomb.
Clear the air and cleanse the land
with just a simple whack of the gong.
You need to just sit and hit the bong,
Before i flip into King Kong.
Just don't
Tell Mario that I'm on his mushrooms.
But the playback i'm gettin is more then any touchtunes.
The difficultly is on hard, so life is something i dont wanna rush through.
Slow down and relax, let the experience really touch you .
Whatever your grind, be sure that you hustle,
be sure of your mind, know when it's time use your muscles.


Blank.
You know, I'm hurt.
Where's Hat?
Dead.

Hat of Madness?
Let's see where you at it's-
eight-hundred and twenty-one posts of this sad [&@%!].
an avatar containing Pokemon? Sadness.
You failed your own test, "slow down and relax" kid.

All along
You've been living in my world, you've been wrong
you're falling off and it's my lyric sheet you slipped on
You're tall, strong, but spent too long on this bong.
your ball's gone, i blocked, your shot like ping-pong
Gorrilas like you get ripped off, an spit on.
I sing song's mightier than "King Kong"
You think you're superman well i'm the krypton
Wine? Herbs? Mushrooms? Open up a restaurant.

<Edit> apologies for the necro-post... noticed it was FOUR months after i posted... not sure what to do now...

So now it's Redguard coming in thinking that he's hard
Slippin in bad rhymes as if he was a Skyrim bard
This thread was dope til you came, now it's marred
Under cross examination your case falls apart

Now you may think this Musicman, he can't battle
Look at him up in here all he does is saber rattle
Bet I'll bet you'll have to look up words 'cause this guy doesn't prattle
I'm serving up to mankind, you guys are serving cattle

*drops mic*

Yo; and here's Velvet with the realness, [pause]

Redguard, you must be delirious to think you can take on Hat with such cheesiness;
Like, are you serious? Around here we be the most infamous
Step in this thread and think you can front with us; [&@%!] with us? Heh, wut?
(And sorry for the cus; but when someone disses Hat and Pokémon I just gotta bust)

See your rhymes are just straight wack;
Like mixing JB with Rebecca Black; forgettable crap that I honestly find it hard not to laugh at,
And that actually goes for both; yous ain't dope and just got smoked; roped and broken
But c'mon, respond if you want to continue getting roasted.

I'm not cheesy, but Hat's restaurant will be
I'm a breezy MC who kills thee
And skills thee, get ready for the bill, see
cuz I don't come cheap and you can't hope to beat me.

So stop defending Hat, get your syllables sorted out
Don't bother coming back, when your lyrics are scattered, all about.
Get your head checked, you're a mess kid, unprotected,
From my left kick, I'm roasted? At best you're my breakfast.

Although I have the chance, to rhyme your wack name with something
That's not how I dance, and it's a colourful corruption
Lucien Lachance wouldn't be proud of it, you're spelling it, incorrectly
I'll bust your chestpiece. Call yourself velvet? Well i'm silky, check me.

Musicman is lurkin', thats for certain,
So not to be a burden, I wont call this a rap game
But did I hear someone, mentioning Hat's name?
The bible has taught us not to say it in that vain.
Just look at what became of the last user to hop on that train.
Endless bars you'll end up with scars, I'm an Avatar sequel, and your Disney's cars.
I dont think I'll see you next to me sittin' in these stars.
The closest you'll ever get to me is by PM'ing Mars.
There I were resting, only to be so rudely awakened.
I have no idea what the guy said, all i smell is bacon.
I've left this thread so tarred. Still laugh at y'all tryin so hard.
You know I got love in my heart, but this is no holds barred.
I'm so under par, and y'all bogey worse then darth vader vs obi-wan-kinobi
Over 300 posts in this thread, but still I feel lonely.
I mentioned hearing my name, but it is pretty hard to hear all y'all below me.
I'm so hardcore I'm Foley, you get the reference if you know me,
If you don't, keep my name out of your mouth dawg, or just blow me.







What?

You made a mistake and now I'll pounce.
Misunderstood my reference to Velvet LeChance.
So does that diss even count?
I'll leave you to figure it out.
My thoughts however are it amounts to nothing - like the rest of your rhyme.
Which only served to bring forth an ass-wooping; I'll knock you back into line.
And this time I'll keep it simple so I don't have to hear you whine,
Calling my raps 'scattered' we both know that's a lie.
See I can kick these multi- syllabical rhymaticals without a single grammatical error
My style ever-changing; dynamic leaving you confused; pulling out hair.

But I'll leave it there, moving on to Hat
Your wack comeback was too general and brought us into contact.
You lack percision and that, my friend, is a fact.
My recent entrance into this thread left you with soiled cacks.
See I'm not from America home of the Big Mac
But despite being Irish I can still rap the wildest
Being a stylish nihilist who sets the bar highest,
(And, on a side not, is definitely the fly-est).

Lets get back to the rap thing.
Any member,
can try to attack me,
then start their worrying,
begin retracting,
any statement made to contact me,
but im a rap fiend,
thats extracting,
the last dream,
that made you wake up,
with a loud scream,
keep counting,
cuz you cant reach,
the numbers to present
are what you can't teach.
All these panzee's,
better ban me,
or understand me.
You can't can me,
cuz i'm standing,
in the way your dancing,
your mockery,
that you sock on me,
but i got all day,
no clock on me.

Are you asking me to be a freestyle rapper?
Bask in my teachings as i preach, child, as the-
Audience watches, all the obnoxious ones
Know that if they don't applaud, that 'imma knock them unconscious.
I'm staunch, and I'm the new one on the block kid,
But you should pay attention to these lyrics that I'm talking
Just thought that i should mention this hysteric [&@%!] I'm dropping
Is the future of this industry, you better get to walking.