200 lines (yes 100 bars/200 lines)

this has been on my desktop for a couple months.. I keyed it all in one VERY long sitting.. I figured nobody would read it because it is so long.. but might as well post it.. you don't have to read it all.. just jump around.. let me know if you like any of it


Canibus did it and so can 'glos
you want dope rhymes, here's an over-dose
ayo I go for broke.. don't stop me
I turn the mic into a fucking no dachi
..or Thor's hammer, strike with vengeance
got raw grammar, written' tremendous
..my pen lifts, the world, like Atlas
try and match this, you enter into blackness
there's no issue a rhyme I never mis-use
I'm the creator and destroyer like Vishnu
mic is anointed I write with a blessed pen
an alien emcee who came down with the Nephilim
ran the cave men turned 'em into slave men
slayin' brave men, rhymes I just blaze them
stock mad and ravin', a different station
I write a rap packed with terror like Craven
Wes, yes, and now I digress
an undead ghoul who is cold and lifeless
check my iris, hypnotize like Vlad
an unstoppable force spitten' fly iron clad
rip the mic right in half, throw it at ya face
disaster I'm faster flowin' at a pace
hold my own in the race, you best-a respect the
texture.. woven, yes-the.. chosen
Cetra, lookin' for the land I was promised
astonish and blind you will find I am honest
sea full of snakes, deceitful with hate
walls are closen' in you won't even escape
I need to relate and express my mind
I'm not good with words I do it best with rhymes
write complex wit lines, hear with some caution
every line that I flow is a spear I am tossin'
nearin' the coffin, back like Lazarus
ravenous to amateurs, damage ya hazardous
mind's deep an' cavernous, filled with skeletons
demons and witches, blowin' wit' hella wind
gusts of swords, fly and hack you
fuck wit my words and I will smash you
slash through raps son, clearly I have won
samurai an' dragon, handle mics fashion
clashin', thrashin', ancient as Athens
laughin', a mad man, yes I am captain
ruler and master, rasin' the limit
stayin' underground, blazin' ya gimmicks
this is no jingle, every lines the real
this is no single but an exercise in skills
scheme after scheme, this is so simple
my ink will drown ya, now ya'll sink slow
down in the depths, acid and an ice
nothin' but screams and a flash of a light
a master I write, craftin' my weapons
Confucius to emcees, teach bastards a lesson
abacus of virtue, fate in the hour glass
victory is sweet, taste has gone sour fast
their eye lacks light, no way you'll match eye
leaven' my foes lookin' like the Holy Grail's Black Knight
draw out the taro, sharp as an arrow
mind of a sage with the smarts of a Pharo
the pass that's amassed kid is dark and is narrow
I got high spirits and the heart of a sparrow
reach to the stars, write bars on Mars
liven' in America where it's hard to starve
that was bar 34, I got a lot more
give peace a chance, it's time to stop war
we're all superficial, know we're shallow
it's time you give it up and throw in the towel
each an every vowel, I flow to perfection
blown in perception, a shogun with weapons
I listen to Wu, Nas and also Rakim
the great fucken' classics, soon to be forgotten
fuck what you know, it holds no weight
'glos be ill.. yo I slow fate
break the hands of time, when I flex son
great an planin' lines, go any direction
left or right, I could go down or up
fuck commercial rap, it's whole sound sucks
sneeze on the radio, I'm sick of that wack shit
quickly I bash it, it strictly is average
or garbage at best, I spark an then rest
get ya verse outta' here, ya' hardly a test
I'm acen' emcees, you're a two in the deck
my flow is fuckin fly, ayo you should eject
now ya ground breakin', I'm stomp on the earth
cracken' the plates, I been a monster since birth
this half sober, I'm nicer when drunk
fuck with this flow, you can't write like me chump
try an get stumped, left in confusion
illusions protrudin', there is no solution
except the one to dissolve ya, my spits like lye
the level that I am at you can't get that high
I'm a different type, your common as new times
arial and courier, time to get some new rhymes
who shines the brightest, touch of King Midas
you find I'm the tightest, crush all writers
I know that you like this, write til I black out
jot a hundred fucken bars with just a few scratch outs
smash clout, crush dreams, start the over throw
toe to toe with 'glos ayo my flow'll leave ya comatose
know my prose is, forged to perfection
verbally poisonous, coarse your direction
I'm past half way, continue to murder this
every word I rip ayo 'glos'll merk ya scripts
go learn some shit an pick up a book son
I hang with the crooks son, leave yall shook ones
piss in the mainstream, the way I rap is raw
a magical creature, rap's Dagdamore
fire out the staff, a sire with a wrath
evil spirits ger released when I write a paragraph
ghastly banshees an fucken' poltergeists
create a super nova an fucken' explode with light
leaven' ya blind, wander to the spike traps
strength of the beast man, stronger when I write raps
won't get the mic back, leave tracks destroyed
cause I'm packin' noise to smash like asteroids
out the blackest voids, this is a game yo
tell me why in every track yall always have the same flow
rainbows of blood, pour bones from the sky
the ground spews flame's how you know I've arrived
out of the catacombs, full of broken shattered bones
alone on a cliff cape blownin' as I stand alone
scepter an' crown, not a jester or clown
tear your brain up when digest in the sound
deplete every fiber, blood secretes saliva
your fucken' with a masterful and tactical rhymer
line for line a, rap fucken general
you entered the lair an got trapped in the tentacles
'glos is fearsome, don't get near run
my flow is a dart that is thrown at ya ear drum
start takin' punks into battle, jump in the saddle
blast iglos until ya, trunk starts to rattle
river Stix no paddle, surrounded by spirits
sorcerer bring the sky, down with my lyrics
stars crash to hills, blood baths over spill
I take this shit serious, know that's for real
blow black any of your poor writ throw backs
an unstopable force that you can't fuckin' hold back
describe yall as so wack, ain't fuckin wit me now
say your style's well rooted, I'm cuttin the tree down
an scorching ya earth, check the vernacular
test an it's massacre I'm straight up hacken' yer
best wrote versees into confetti
comin' at emcees with the mask and machete
no more jokes, so close up ya rap book
ya whole mother fuckin syle son is a bad look
that's a battle tip, but I can change that
I find it strange that were on the same track
struggle of the classes, jumble of the masses
life is hectic, a jungle full of madness
gott'a keep ya head up, Pac said it best man
stayin' positive yo is really the best plan
and all of the rest can, live their own life
it could be worse, homeless in a cold night
plus given' no light, or layin' on ya death bed
battered and shattered on the street left dead
pick myself up, I'm back where I start
write these lines, my passion and spark
try to master the art, practice every day
I get my book out when I have to run away
work is a grind, I'm an under-achiever
sometimes I just wanna' slumber and leave the
whole world in the dark, break into space
times goin' fast gotta' change up the pace
we live as one, a whole and apart
life is a play, we got a role and a part
the critics are harsh, throwin' sticks and stones
tried to knock on gods door I guess he isn't home
to each his own, Id rather say peace
not a violent guy, I'd rather slay beats
this is my purpose, never nervous
rhyme word smith, craftin' my verses
arrive on horses, survivin' remorseless
a sith lord, who thrives with the force kid
life's rough, better learn how to cope
the world is a wheel an it turns with out hope
round and round, then it comes to a stop
witty with my lyrics to the drums I will plot
mad cats liven' in the slums die an rot
..when I'm feelin' stressed son I just jot
line after line till I run outt'a ink
it's not where ya from, but son how ya think
continue to hate, you're life 'll be wack
people smile at ya face put a knife in ya back
just try to relax, I speak to the viewer
the state of rap now is deep in the sewer
time to emerge, and rise from the ashes
death is a bitch, and life is a bastard
the orphan child, never was I wanted
always stayin' sharp, never have I fronted
truth is my motto, blue with my bottle
headed up the mountain, who wanna' follow?
no turnin' back now, fade into the background
mother fucken' smash clowns when I'm spitten rap sounds
one in the chamber, done outta' anger
bump this in your trunk, son its a banger
another cliff hanger, the rope starts breakin'
dangles above, your hope starts shakin'
live through the fall, I call it depression
a never ending battle, fall into stressin'
if you checked this cool, thanks for not doubtin' me
100 mother fucken bars, and now I'm out yo peace





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I'mma be real with you, this was the illest fucking shit I've read on this site in....forever! Seriously, you ripped this shit. I'm disgusted at the fact that this piece has received so little feedback, but then again, this is RB. Anyway, I thought you completely destroyed this piece. Your rhyme scheme was far above average and your vocabulary was on par with the best of 'em. Not to mention your flow stayed consistent and deadly the entire length of the verse...which is a marvel within itself considering how LONG this fucking thing was. I have to tell ya...I read it all...and not once did I lose interest. In fact the only downfall was that it wasn't long enough. Seriously, even your filler (which was considerable) was entertaining as hell. What I liked most about this piece though, was how relentless it was, as well as the fact that you had a lot of witty and well thought-out lines. I think a very well-read and versed person will be able to identify with a lot of the historical, mystical, and theoretical content you placed in some of your bars. I know I did. I don't know if you've ever read any of my work (particularly my flex pieces) but if you have then I think you'll agree we have a very similar style. Check out my piece the Jihad Blade or Clash Of The Titans fount in the Hall of Fame thread. I just want to see if you notice the similarities. Anyway, if I still had a torch to pass in this forum I would most definitely be passing it on to you. I'm not sure if my approval is worth a damn around here, but if it is...then just know you have my highest regards and respect after this massive onslaught of dopeness. Anyway, I'm not going to quote anything cause I'm lazy, but don't think for a minute this entire joint wasn't easily quotable material...cause it is! Keep up the good work my mans. Maybe one day we'll be able to collaborate. But, yeah, I'm out, gotta go nominate this for HOF. Peace...

its been slept on cause its only been up a few hours..but his point stands..OM is like that..ill edit this with proper feed soon.sick shit as always homie.....

om is gettin better.the vets are flushing out the nebs..its gettin better..this was sickness...everything ive read from you is dope so its no surprise that this is ill..multis,worpdlay.rhyme scheme,vocab..i mean its all there..you have a smooth rhyme scheme and you really shine when you write OMs,i liked everypart of this so im not gonna quote any specific part...id have to agree with ledgenz on the nomination part..everything ive read from you is dope and you never disappoint..keep droppin this dope shit for sure.~1~

LOL, thanks for the info...hadn't even notice it's only been up for 8hours. I just saw that it was a post over 50 lines and had recieved little no feed, which wouldn't be a strange occurance around here. But then again, maybe this forum has changed...I rarely visit or contribute anymore, so it isn't right for me to make assumptions. But, eh, my bad. Dope shit though bro. It almost has me in the mood to write again!

To be honest, I'd really love it in you put this in Audio. I know you do audio...

This like this lose so much being in text.. But they're much greater in audio.

I'll read this later... just not in the mood to read that much right now... the beginning looked promising though

oh yeah.. I'm gonna do an audio.. legend.. that means alot to me.. thanks bro.. if you wanna collab I'm down

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Originally Posted by Iglosone

oh yeah.. I'm gonna do an audio.. legend.. that means alot to me.. thanks bro.. if you wanna collab I'm down

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Dope!

Cause I liked it in text... but it seems much better suited for audio. Make it downloadable too ;)

word homie this was dope
good schemes ,flow wording strucure multie's lol everything was good here
bro for a long piece this kept me reading throughout vocab and concept's were
cool man that's what had me reading


mic is anointed I write with a blessed pen
an alien emcee who came down with the Nephilim
ghastly banshees an fucken' poltergeists
create a super nova an fucken' explode with light
out of the catacombs, full of broken shattered bones
alone on a cliff cape blownin' as I stand alone
truth is my motto, blue with my bottle
headed up the mountain, who wanna' follow?


way to many lines to quote but those were some i really liked. again dope piece man for a long read it was still creative flowed structred and written very well man sorry for the little feed good shit dope drop man

Good piece, if it was all keystyled good job

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I need to relate and express my mind
I'm not good with words I do it best with rhymes

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won't get the mic back, leave tracks destroyed
cause I'm packin' noise to smash like asteroids
out the blackest voids, this is a game yo
tell me why in every track yall always have the same flow

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Not gonna bullshit u I didn't read the whole thing but those were a couple of my favorite parts nice piece though like dude above me said if it was keystyled extra daps haha

Dude... holyy shit. I've read all your work and I thought it was all dope. This fucking tops it. 100 fuckin' bars bro, and each of them had a dope flow and dope fuckin rhymes. I wish I could see what was goin on in your mind when you wrote this, cause it just comes off the tongue so easily. I'm glad this shit isn't gettin' slept on, I'm deff gonna nominate this for HoF. I have confidence that this piece will get you in... If it doesn't, then fuck OM haha. This is by far the best piece I've ever read on OM, you're pretty much my inspiration on this website. I'm gonna be completely honest here, easily the dopest writer on RB, and I aint bein a kissass either, that's just not me. Seriously Iglos, never give up rappin, you're gonna make it big someday. Put that shit up on audio, the word will spread, people will start knowin' the name haha.

God damn, this was long as shit..but got a little in, and really didn't want it to end..

I was feeling everything, dope wordplay, rhyme scheme, vocab, flow, just everything man, I would love to hear this in audio, I would download and bump it daily.

Dope quotables:
describe yall as so wack, ain't fuckin wit me now
say your style's well rooted, I'm cuttin the tree down

the critics are harsh, throwin' sticks and stones
tried to knock on gods door I guess he isn't home
to each his own, Id rather say peace
not a violent guy, I'd rather slay beats
this is my purpose, never nervous
rhyme word smith, craftin' my verses

time to emerge, and rise from the ashes
death is a bitch, and life is a bastard

Please RTF -- http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...106/index.html

this is no jingle, every lines the real
this is no single but an exercise in skills
scheme after scheme, this is so simple
my ink will drown ya, now ya'll sink slow
down in the depths, acid and an ice
nothin' but screams and a flash of a light
a master I write, craftin' my weapons
Confucius to emcees, teach bastards a lesson


^^^great words.. so many quoteables here, this didn't even take me that long to read haha. it was actually really fast paced... the poltergeist lines were sick, the surrounded by spirits part was sick too, I liked the whole thing to be honest. and I've got to tell ya that there has never been a piece this long on RB that I've ever liked... soo, props on that dude... usually I'd say this was too long, lots of un-needed shit, or that you fell off the rhymescheme too much... but you didn't! you held a strong scheme and pace the entire way through, I really don't think I fell off once. and had this not been 200 lines, I actually think it might've taken away from the topic/concept as a whole. because you're basically displaying the heart and soul of a writer here, you're telling us you can write forever because you love to do this, it's what you do. you're telling us you're going to run until the ink runs out... I mean, like LegendZ says, it even could've been longer! haha...


in all seriousness though my man, it's been great watching you grow as a writer, and to think that you're only going to get better is almost a scary thought, but also very exciting because there hasn't been many dudes in some time to grow as quickly as you have. again, great piece of work here, and thanks for this...



NOTE TO THE READERS: THIS IS HOW YOU WRITE A FUCKIN' PIECE FAGGOTS, FUCK YOUR FREESTYLES AND KEYSTYLES... THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT.. NOT NECESSARILY THE LINE COUNT, BUT THIS QUALITY OF WORK OR BETTER... PLEASE, LEARN SOMETHIN' FROM THIS DUDE!!!

fuckin lolz at that cry^

thanks alot.. more to come =)

soon as I get the time I'm a record this beast