Blood Money

[theman080]

[Is drug money blood money...]
...(scratches)...[My message to yall feds...]...(scratches)
..[I'ma, I'ma]..(scratches)..[Straight Savage..]
..[Cuz you Sold some weed for...]
..[I'ma, I'ma]..(scratches)..[Straight Savage..]
..(scratches)..[you aint got no blood money]..[Straight Savage]
...[Til you bleed for it]

I'm a cheddar calculator, aint matchin **** stack for stack
I fasten gats to capture packs, more cheese then packer hats
At a sell out lambeau, I broad stroke portraits & craft frames
Depict the picture as ripped wit scissors, considered a bad shame
Only cunning eyes spot the flaws, most would guess, 'not at all'
Spot the halls with clots of frauds, monitor like clockwork yall
Every tendon slit by bullet bits, is hidden by some newer ****
Manuevered in, I tune it in, screw it tight, assume it fits
A wound pays for itself, I keep the team squeeky clean
Mop up messes, addressin adolescents with greener trees
An easy reach between the streets, meet & greet, defeat the police
Turn bloodied hands to summoned Grants, peice by peice, a feast to eat
My fleets elite, with heat to speak, never an awkward silence
We floss the finest, walk with timin', you need to be taught the science...
Build empires like a pyramid, then muddy the steps
So the top spot is hard to reach, and tougher to get
The base is built with anything, we musn't forget
The further down and less legit, gets bloody in secs
Singles are soaked wit cells, red and green like mexican flags
But they evolve in fifty's quickly and give em a better tag
They never sag plus never lack, and when roll in a heavy pack
Thats a massacre in a stack, and no one'll get it back
But as the width thins and height grows, here's **** that ya might know
They get twisted in the light yo, so administer like a maestro
A true kingpin stretches the cash over his minions who pray
Wring the money of everything bloody, then stuff it away
So when times comes from inspection by the powers the be
Allow em to peak, point down at the fleet, be foul as can be
The malice in me? You'll get it with the choices I tell
In coarses I sell, the finisher is to poison the well
Take the bloodiest of the singles, filter em through a bank
Put deady bodies on church withdrawls, gunnin em from the flank

[Is drug money blood money...]
...(scratches)...[My message to yall feds...]...(scratches)
..[I'ma, I'ma]..(scratches)..[Straight Savage..]
..[Cuz you Sold some weed for...]
..[I'ma, I'ma]..(scratches)..[Straight Savage..]
..(scratches)..[you aint got no blood money]..[Straight Savage]
...[Til you bleed for it]

[Bosstradamus]

good use of the multis...openin line was my fav...**** was hott man

[theman080]

good look

[Prolific_1011]

*reads 080's drop*
















































*deletes verses from harddrive that are not worthy of competing with theman080's verse*

















































*goes into seclusion and steps my lyrical game up*

[#1rapper]

.....good..im not gonna downplay it, it was reALLY good, packer line was fir and it only got better..props plAYA

[ILL_FAM]

yeah man this was real nice i enjoyed the read you truely a vet on this **** yo if u get a change have a glance at my spits any advice will be taking or opinions on my work

[Ecliptik]

took my dumb ass a good minute to realize ya hook was dj samplin...lol

but on the real....the flow, multis, and lyrical content...nasty....good ****

[W.I.Z.E.]

We floss the finest, walk with timin', you need to be taught the science...
Build empires like a pyramid, then muddy the steps
So the top spot is hard to reach, and tougher to get
The base is built with anything, we musn't forget
The further down and less legit, gets bloody in secs


This part right here is hot. This verse was inconsistent to me though. I like the concept and the direction you were trying to go but sometimes I felt like it didn't really pack any emphasis on the topic.

This section is a prime example..



They never sag plus never lack, and when roll in a heavy pack - Eh Line
Thats a massacre in a stack, and no one'll get it back - Nice line
But as the width thins and height grows, here's **** that ya might know
They get twisted in the light yo, so administer like a maestro
A true kingpin stretches the cash over his minions who pray
Wring the money of everything bloody, then stuff it away
So when times comes from inspection by the powers the be This whole section was decent to me but mostly forced and not really hitting.
Allow em to peak, point down at the fleet, be foul as can be This line is an example of when isht gets deeper and better


overall this is cool but like I keep saying your flow is nice...you don't need to work on that...but if you really trying to expand lyrically don't sacrifice content for flow. If you not trying to improve lyrically carry on...

[Neo Regular]

It's nice for what it is.
When it's time to show and prove I think you'll do a good job.
Keep writing.

[Universe]

This is one of the better pieces I've seen from you. Not many of your lines seemed forced with multi's, they felt... natural. (Which might not be the right word, but you know what I'm getting at.)

"Every tendon slit by bullet bits, is hidden by some newer ****
Manuevered in, I tune it in, screw it tight, assume it fits"

This bar stood out to me the most, I don't really know why. But it stuck with me throughout the piece.

Good stuff.