New track I'm working on...

[Psyclone]

I'm a mastermind at spitting lyrics, so fear it
Missles on a cruise mission, no radar blimps appearing
Laser locked on the heart of your economy
A one-hit kill, your society dies unexpectedly
Bombs start blasting causing firestorms
Pyroclastic clouds enter your lungs then ya heart
Dry bones zero percent survival rate
My hands burn whenever I touch the bible today
Don't try to, I have support from your enemies
I dare you and your allies to come battle me
It's a tragedy, and there's no way to stopping me
My nukes are upgraded, travelling at the light of speed
Panic, Raid, Distrought, Planes
Guns, Bombs, Grenade, Renegades
Open a bottle up, introduce the black plague
Don't fuck with me, remember the name Tyler Sprague
I'm not a president, I'm a god damned strategist
Generals shaking, I'm World War 3's catalyst
No submarine can detect nor fathom this
So let the barrels drop and blast them into an apocolypse



Heh...:p

[youthy-essa]

there is sum wicked lyrics goin on there its well kushdy ...eres my lyrics im workin on..
rite i sit here just remincin,try to listen,but ma heads goin pop,that wen i look around n find that the penny had dropped,
were all older ,so many promblems for ma shoulder,wen friends neva grow apart,
but the mre we learn the more we love the more ya in ma heart,never seen dis comin is was lost from the start,
hearts get broken, kids get brain washed, people fallin in love, there is always sumit going on
but ur wrong wen u say you no me, say you owe me, im from da deep need urban decay of my home town hull,
i cud be optimistic say the glass is still half full, open ur eyes, by suprise, im not there any more,
just travel alot, u reminic on the past askin do i, nah ive already forgot, i got a memorie of 5 seconds and onces dat up,
its a new road, a new topic, a new heavy load, but the more i walk da more i see ov this poverity i wanna explode, kids now talkin in code
still livin on the same estate, gangs ov hate what did we create
sumtyms i jus cant cope i see ur mouth movin but no words comin out so u scream and u shout
sayin i dont even care without a doubt
there we go again judging me like ur my friend aint got a clue who you are
so i take a sec to sit bk kick a chat look at the stars
wen to my suprise no ones there ur gone ive been livin in my perfect dream world for too long.
yo yo cant hear my self think im reppin and im rappin and gunna be singin til i sink
but wen i get on stage u all shout im gunna choke i bearly got 2 words spoke and my mic broke
maybe dese lyrics are jus my imagenation of a big joke or maybe its da real deal,
we aint exsactly livin a world thats ideal, teenages still out to get money the only way how steal, fo real
people on the streets so cold and alone aint got no friends no place of there own no place to call home
hardly any one notices these lil faults lil triggers we try not to open our eyes to imperfection
that word we dont listen to we hate rejections sum people hate there selfs the mirrors reflection
we all out for one thing to be sercure protection and hope one day we find the right for our own direction
but we need a push..dis is youthys ressurection

nuff luv baby gurl youthy/essa x x x x

[Psyclone]

Ew...don't try to write again haha.

[Psyclone]

It's a scientific, medieval style, with adolesence
With a presence like metal and electric, I stay connective
Locked together, strongholds are built to hold strong
Walls of cannons, lit fuses burning of hot suns
I'm a king, dictator of a sworn army
My honor of my men never has a sword lonely
Arrow with a fire tip blasts into an apacolypse
With a drum to the beat, my armys feet can only follow this
Come to my gate, I welcome all of my precious enemies
Pour boiling oil down, 'nd scold your name for an eternity
Scribes and kings admire my sacred calligraphy
So they battle to the heart, I'm telling 'em there's no way to stopping me
Engage my target, like we did to Japan
I blow bombs like Hiroshima, let it drop from my hands...
Call my mic the trigger for many forces, an army
If I do turn it on...I expect you to be sorry
Don't start me...
My fist like Mortal Kombat
When I let my warcry out
Don't beg me to stop that
Now fall back,
You've lost control
I spit to the core
So I'm bypassing strongholds
Just nod to the beat, just follow me
I'll be the God son of music
Even you will pray to me
Distress a democracy
There's no way to finding me, finding me.....
I'm a battle lord, yes I have battle scars
Slit my wrists in front of you just to prove that I battle hard

Idk...I'll write more later.

[weedguru_animal]

you lads ever put your stuff to beats??if so, are there any links to online examples what you have produced so far???

[Psyclone]

Yeah...plan to...but I don't think my writing is good enough yet.

[youthy-essa]

A look at ma whole life when a step back
and it looks like rappin is the only thing am good at
Ill keep on reppin till you tell me stop,
aint no body around who can tell me im not
Skilled with tha mic ma rhymz immense,
the main reason im on ur front line for your defence
So dont ever say that your better than me,
cuz were livin together in this same poverty
and every mudafuka wanna take a cheap shot at me
from now to before
We used to be proud to stand out together and be so positive
But now we scream out death, wars and fake tips
Now all we seem do is chase fading love, cant be fucking with
Reading books or any type of knowledge shit
But acknowledge me acknowledge this,
im sick minded prepared to die for the truth
I'm tryna wake up the minds, excite in my crew
u be screamin out wen im on the tv shoutin out u
aint gunna grow old marry and be a battered wife
coz the life of bein glum just dont sound to nice
people telling me a fight aint worth it, just show ur back now
but im bright enough to find my way throught lifes black out
cuz essa' s back now

[youthy-essa]

moving from place to place
situation heavys bitter sweet taste
searching and still a militant
im in a whole different country im the illegal immergrant
wont get caught cuz i drop a rhym like a drop an atomic bomb
wont give in like in vietnam
im fighting my own wars n battles just to survive
the pain of my life makes me wonder why im still alive
i even comtemplated tekin my own life like suicide
stopped after the 7th pill cudnt even focus thru my own eyes
the pain of a young one livin in the struggle
turn to the bottle hit me wit another double
just trying to hold my head up and see things positive
but too many people screaming at me i blk out like a total eclipse
My mind'll range to find all kinds of ideas
Self-esteem makes me believe love was a waste over the years
ya'll shake your head in disbelief wit my pen stroke
do you have to hit you first, before u learn that my mic broke
still stood out in da rain reminising u dnt offer me in but u see im cold
callin the pollice thinkin thats gunna mek me go
wen im shoutin out to yoo u better believe im back
not here to bug you or cut slack,
im not even gunna put my defence on attack
im here to bring tha beat bk to my track
people say my mind n thoughts to feelings are sickening
temper raging mekin my blood thickening
jus tryna mek u see wut it was like growin up fo me
dont even have a place called home dont have no lover to call my own
me and my family r still kinda close but the more i moved
the more we grew apart that blows but just goes to shows
im still out for exsposure life serurity and composure
the story of my life is yet stil to grow

[alexthechamp]

ewww don't write again psyclone. your 'wrap' sucks wang, mang. Go back to being a poontang like you've always been.

[Psyclone]

ewww don't write again psyclone. your 'wrap' sucks wang, mang. Go back to being a poontang like you've always been.

Haha...keep talking shit. You'll always remain a loser.

[alexthechamp]

??? I'm not talking shit. Just telling you that it sucks ass. So does rap...

Oh NO!!!!A LOSER! MY ONLY WEAKNESSS-I STRIVE FOR ACCEPTANCE OVER THE INTERNET!!!! Please...atleast make your personal attack based on something you may have an idea about; like i did about your crappy 'wrap'. Come insult my writing sometime! CHECK IT OUT; it's titled as something similar to 'poetry for creative writing course'.

[FIRE!!!]

Just a lil summ summ..

Are you waitin for it, are you prayin for it//
Are you takin torment, And has the rain been pourin//
Well the day is comin, and the thunda's rollin//
And everybody's teriffied of what the gunna's holdin//
Well I say fuck emotions, that line has just been broken//
You better start runnin the fuckin lion's just awoken//
You fuckin wit the finest, and I will not be silenced//
You jokin yaself if you think I won't resort to violence//
Burn at the crest just to earn my respect//
Mutha fuckin 45 whose turn is it next?//
Chest made of steel got a permanent vest//
Make you scream, make you cry, make you squirm, its the best//

Old shit but I thought I would post it up..