Bragging Rights.. (DOPE)

[the Nut]

the ill scorcer'er - spit verbal rockets at your batalion,
for real torchure ya, feed you to mi familia de Italian/ <mafia>
snatch your medalion, rip egos - detached at the vertebre,
break modern laws of linguistics, start a national Murder Day/
the illest lyricist to ever let ink bleed, an elite breed,
didnt come from the womb - the first geneticly-bred species/
slow down the track, kick back with a sack and relax,
and let your boy Nut pick up the slack in your raps/
im flowin freely, punchlines batter your face kid,
crushing decibels to your eardrums leavin abrasions/
im currently facin - the freedom took of a heathen crook,
my street wisdom way beyond anything you can read in books/

feedback.. thanks.

[Xtrovextol]

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about, I could rap this out verbally, just after reading it, that was some smooth stuff right chair, drop some more stuff, this was pretty dope, unlike a lot of other things I read, I found it easier to relate to your style of rhythm.

[Courtdog]

I can dig it...

[Prolific_1011]

im feeling this alot.

the flow was smooth.

[David Lama]

cool