pyrotech show by PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 06:37
This is whr I'm gna post sum rhymes I jot while travellin o gt a minute on my hands. Kynda lyk my online back up. Mst o thm a only a few lines long cz I gt distructed whyl jottin em bt Immma post em anyway


PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:00
^Rubbin on a 1000^ yeah Im ^feelin grand^/
stranded on an island bitch u eatin sand/
Wit 'Anti-gravity' swag I'mma 'nvr land'/
Im fly lyk "piter pan up in nevr land"/
'Robbin from th poor n stealin from th rich'/
Im "Rob in th hood(robin hood)" hope u gt tht bitch/
Pyro flow so hot left ur ashes In a ditch/
U fuckin wit da biggest dick so u gon hit tht pitch/
U claim u rhymin raps bt u spit a speech/
Thnk u 'tyt' bt u aint a virgin ho' u jst wishin/
Vee,P, romeo gave u a "screw" whn u was 2 n thts th version/
Yeah th trio throw suckers off they game lyka diversion/
Gt em ^on thy knees^ ^tyna blow^ me thy on a mission/
Thrs no denyn VEE, these ^faggots^ cnt ^flow period^/
So thy envy me, cz I gv thy ^asses^ a week's ^period^/

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:05
Ths was my battle against etreme

Aint nthn special about ths boy he aint evn clever/
U belong to th ^X team? Ah? Nvr!^(ex~tream~4~ever)/
Im jst gna exe him.. with cleaver/
Wanna tyk it to th ex~treme? I eat ur liver/
Cz Im an ani~mal a cani~bal/
Im Doctor hani~bal u tinker~bel/
I cock a glock n shoot a cannon~bal/
Puttin multies down per sylla~ble/
Phuk it! Let me get 2th Gist o dis issue/
C I lyk u kid I rili ddnt wanna dis~u/
Bt I gta eat u up so let me dish~u/
U fuck my ^chick^ n u claimin ths~tru?/
U fucked my ^bitch^(female dog) n yeah ur dick she dd chew(left ur dick inside hr)/
So how u gon fuck with me? Oh u wanna tyk it up ur ass bru!/
Oh yeah bitch nw its clearer/
Thts y thy nick named u clera/
U th prosi(prostitute) thy fuckd in th back of a siera(ford)/
Now u on 2rap actin lyk u gt amnesia?/
Th pyro tech dick gon gv ur ass insomnia!/
Oh yeah! B4 my rhyme's tru/
When u do ur verse 2/
Try ta flow lyk a true MC do...

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:08
And this was against HEXOR

I aint gonna "berry th hatchet" cz ths is th "exe"~factor/
Ths aint gna b a battle it gn b a man~slaughter/
cz Imma exe~hexor/
Lyricly vex, hex~or/
Cut him with th back of a hex~or(hacksaw)/
Radictly dice hm and hack~faster/
Than a blender with th lyrical pyrotech~splender//
F%*k slugs I strangulate/
Hexor til he cnt respirate/
And he asphixiate/
Until his soul elevate/
With flow so immaculate/
Eloquent and elegant/
Pyro articulate ur mortal fate!!!!

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:10
Post 244 4th slaughter house

Cats jotted now we on post 2~4~4
Gues th slaughter house is again due~for~mor
So I pull my 4~4 n bust 2~fo~show
When I spit flow I stay true~so~hoe
Dnt mess with da P o ur death gon b due~fo~sho
Now let me break flow cz multies I jst do~fo~show
Let me change th sylabus
N spit sum syllables
Lyk mathematical variables
The X Y's n Zee's
Ta vex young MC'ees
N tax all u G'ees
A~Y's(GAY) do I myk ya dick rise
Dnt let it come as a suprise
Cz th day u fuck with my size
U bound to face ur demise
So bitches recognise
N keep ur dignity
B4 u loose ur virginity....

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:12
A line from "wnt back down" by eminem inspired ths 1

Pyro flows lyk gadern hose(hoes) who overdose on viagra pills/
Got raw skills tht turn ur stomach upside down lyk roller coaster thrills/
I send chills with every ^post^ like un-expected ^bills^/
I make a vortex in ur cortex with raw text/
I got contacts with contacts(lenses) and con-acts who write ^porn^-text/
Aint no remedy when I spit ^xplicitly^ my rhapsody u gotta bob to th melody/
I dnt knw wht diss(ths) is I flex skills tht myk u orgasm lyk sex skills/
I'm mike(tyson) on th mic and I script lyk spike(Lee)/
Got a ^sick punch^ lyk contaminated fruit beverage/
I'm beyond avarage u aint gt th courage 2watch ths lyrical carnage/
My rhymes decapitate ur chick 2steal her heart/
My flows paint a pic yeah ths is art/
I fool the moon(full moon) to show its face/
And shoot a sta(shooting star) so make ur wish/

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:18
I think ths was still against EXTREME

Pyromaniac is back/his berry still black/ with a six pack and a 'mac'(gun)/ book air/ gt high on smack if u~dare/ who~care/^crystal^ u 2~^clear^/ u do~queer/ so u cudnt screw~her/ u wanna stick it to me lyk glue~yeah/bt I ate all th bread crumbs so who gt a clue~here/ pyromaniac stay ontop lyk th atmos~phere/ to inject th atmost~fear/quiver cz ur tym is almost~here/look at ths punk shed a tear/dancin to th flow of th puppetear/who u thnk put superman on a wheel chair?/n gave michael a triller?/extreme u aint a killer/u dnt evn knw how ta pull a trigger/Imma pin u against th wall~o~shym/wit a nail tru ur skull in th hall~o~fame/n xpose u lame~u~claim/u gt a ^back~bone^/u ^*invertebreed*^ u gt ur rack~shown/I pull u inside out and throw in th ^river of 'mertix'^/nw u an *inverted breed* 'alienated' 4rm th rap matrix/pyromaniac aint even gta spit/ u so weak I let my ass drop ths shxt/

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:21
I had a few minutes so I jotted ths against RAW

Ayt... Let me spit.

Ayo! Ths off th top o my dome/
Pyro nvr rust lyk he coated with chrome/
U mst b ^absent minded^, yeah ^no 1 is home^/
To even thnk o goin up against th pyro flow/
I stay lit up while u barely glow/
I ligaly lyricaly shoot u lyk a ^five o^/
Imma put u ^under, a rest^ with my flow/
U want a punch line? Yeah th que is over here/
U wanna punch mine? Make ur bone shutter and tear/
How can you drive me craze when u cnt even steer/
U aint even worth my rhyme so let me end this here!

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:26
Had a few minutes to jot ths 1 bt I missed th deadline. Congrats 2 RAW, u wnt b so lucky nxt rhyme.

"Yo I had picks and shovels goin under ths nigga feet/
Yeah I cut his toes off preparin his defeat"/
I rili "under~mined" you nigger u got guts I mst admit/
Bt how can you realise th ^stakes^ when u never had red ^meat^/
So u cnt bring no ^beef^ all u gt is ^chickin^ feet(runnin scared)/

I rili thot u'd b a no~sho/
Bt u came ^2trip^ on air u gt ^no~flow^/
U decided 2comit suicide and u knw~so/
U bn beggin me 2fuck u u lil ho~mo/
Bt I'll kick ur brain out ur skull it gon b a ho~bo(homeless)/
Yeah u ^steamin^ my ^motiv^ on th ^track^ I'm goin ^lo~co^/

Ayo shaev! Pyromaniac gon slit ths slut a new slit/
Grab her by her tit and slot hr thoat then poke a dot lyka poka dot short yeah u jst gt shot/
Let th blood jolt out u knw wht I'm about/

Ths princess aint ^devilish^(diabolical) he cudnt hurt a fly/
She more lyk an angel tht fell out o th sky/
She tried to b rude claimin he ^crude^(raw) bt tht ddnt go so good/
So she decided to let his grandma script wht he shud/
In skill u Raw and ya(dia) bore lirical/
Ra(sun God) wana end ya(and dia) biotic existance in th physical/

I cnt evn ~play~ ~with~ ~ur~ ~word~ without gvn u a hard~on/
I knw u lyk ta ~^blow^~ ~with~ ~th~ ~wind~ so ya hang~on/
Try it and I'll ~blow~ ~out~ ~ur~ ~head~ and have u hang~on/
A strand of ur hair off the bridge u gon die~on/

Ur script is too lng a real MC dnt need a bible/
U sayn a lot u usless shxt in ur fable/
U need to make sence with each and every syllable/
I jst script tht 2show u aint even on my level...

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:28
Been a while since I donated blood in th slaughter house so I jotted ths

Ayo shut tha!/
F%*k up whyl I spit a!/
Rhyme 4th house o slaughter!/
U a stunta nt a stuna and u st ttttt stater/
I ^eat u 1st^ yeah u my ^stater^/
Fled with ^hill 2 ass^ cz u a ^squater^(piss lyka bitch)/
Chop u 2 ^4 pieces^ cz ths is th 1st ^leg and quoter^/
Put ur ^brachium^ up 4sale ths is th ^arms deal^/
If u gv ur wife to ^poker^(poke her) I can ^deal anothr hand^(arms deal)/
F%*k crossin t'ees I dot ur eyes(I's) wit da steel/
Scrutinize these punch lines lyk u recognise/
Start a new trend usin ur hair thread/
Its ^twisted^ how they found u dead ths is such a ^dred^(dread/dreadlock)/
Gv th cops a thot 2^sleep on^ cz ths is ^bed^(bad)/
I knw ur *brain is hungry* 4 food packs/
So I rap(wrap) thm in complex rhyme stax/
Tht crack ur skull open and gv ur brain *food 4thot*/
U myt die~n~just a minute cz they hard to di~gest/
And if u ^turn tail^ I guarantee u gna die~in~ ^gest^/
It'll b th horror tht end with u hvn tht dye~in~chest/

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/22 07:34
Got distructed jottin ths 1. Was gnna use it in a battle. I loose th beat when I gt distructd and I fynd it hard to ryt further so I never tried to finish it.

I aint battle in a lng tym/
Bt I stil fuck these cats with my lng rhyme/
Stickin up ur ass th law's lng arm/
And rippin th brain out they rect~um/
U brainless thts y ur head feel numb/
U bn actin lyka ^jerk^ bt tht good rhyme wnt ^cum^/

I'm about to diss grace/
Cz she a dis~grace/
She aint gt th balls 4dis~place/
Cz my punches make teeth dis~place/
Gtta loose th skirt if u wanna race at dis~pace/

Elfuego 2011/12/22 17:30
Tyt sht
PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/23 17:32
this rhyme was inspired by my fav anime BLEACH. Wanted to c if I cud make a KIDU spell to murder fags

Sixteen nails and thirty two feathers of an owl/
six~teen nails and forty hairs off they skull/
real~shxt hails when I pluk a splinter off your door/
kill~slit snails n poor thy juces on th floor/
steel~wheel spins hurricane brews on the shore/
heart~beat pounds harder than ever before/
hard~hat spins whn I strike it wit a claw/
hot~felt rhymes myk u bleed from the jaw/
fags~foes~fakes quiver under th skies roar/
gags~cloags~snakes follow into th pot of war/

PyRoMaNiAc 2011/12/23 17:40
insecurities can b a bitch. I wrote ths whn I hurt my grl.

Luk. Im as blunt as a dull knife.
B4 u I had a dull life.
Thts y I nid u 2b my darn wife.
Existance witout u is a halve done life.
I nvr ment 2 wrangle strangle n bruze u.
Coz whn u feelin th blues th pain here ooze too.
It just drives me insane coz whn I chose u.
I promised myself nvr 2 hurt o hit u.
Bt fear hit boo.
I felt lyk I was loosin u.
N tht unwided a screw o two.
N whn u seemed 2 intertain it 2.
I felt myself mutatin to.
Th monster tht laid hs hand on u.
Jeloursy is virus tht is eatin me.
Hence I sumtyms feel we werent ment 2b.
Bt if tht was we wouldnt b.
Im inluv wit u n u wit me.
So I beg ur aid wit dis thng inside o me.
How do I gt rid o dis insecurity?

Spektralflamez 2012/01/04 21:31
spek
Vinitrules 2012/01/11 17:53
Cool
I_AM_RAPMAN 2012/01/17 13:46
Wack_Headz
Eleto 2012/01/18 13:55
Nice ish
PyRoMaNiAc 2012/02/01 18:39
I jotted this 1 4a chick who stuck in my heart without permission. H8 people who dnt ask...

I hate th achitecture o ur structure/
I hate gvn myself a lecture aftr each rapture/
I hate th way ur posture sticks in my head lyk an image I capture/
I hate how u smile, fuck it I rili hate ur style/
I hate th way u make my heart pause a while/
I hate how I feel we interlinked lyk a mosaic tile/
I hate the feelin lyk whn I'm without u I aint gt shxt/
I musta fell inlove upside down n gt my head hit/
I hate ths shxt!
I hate tht I cnt hate u
Wait..! I cnt let u
Split..! I wnt let u
Shxt..! I rili need u
Bt shxt..! I dnt wnt u

PyRoMaNiAc 2012/02/01 13:06
suicide note I wrote. Dnt remebr wht distructed me

Heart's bleedin out
Th light fadin out
My soul phasin out
I dnt knw wht lyf's about
We all seem to hover about
stuck in a hole we cnt hop out
skul aint cool I'm droppin out

I envy those who commotose
O th common hoes who overdose
Ths life's high octane kills
wanna gt high on cocane pills
Bt instead I tyk 2 brain pills
th depression do drain skills

PyRoMaNiAc 2012/02/01 18:51
Wrote this 4 Narcotic. His concious flow inspired it. Wish mor cats cud wake the fuck up

Pyromaniacac psycotic toxic/
blaze lyk cronic /
go togethr with flow lyk gin and tonic /
moving at sound speed lyk sonic/
no need to check th mic I gt in a mate /
gt an obese flow my rhymes overweight /
Jottin rhymes lyka currier I post overnight /
nw let me gt to th point lyk I sharpen a pen~cil /
as mch as nacotic can improve with th pen~still /
atleast he gt hs mind movin it dnt stand~still /
cats keep raisin th bar cz rap was born in a club /
with th flows breezin ovr dub/
then it woke up minds lyk being knockd with a club/
concious raps intertwined with a beat/
and poets on th corner of th street /
hiphop culture was to blaze th heat /
And lead th youth like a beacon of light/
it wasn't abwt th cash tho/
Bt a nigger had 2gt a cash flow/
Tapes brought dough so/
Niggaz got fame and fortune/
Whch was a great missfortune/
When cats lyk run DMC/
Held th MIC on MTV/
Rap was murded on TV/
In 2006 Nas told ths story/
Hiphop is dead!!! Thr aint no glory/
We aint empowerin th youth with th truth/
We jst wanna sound smooth in th booth/


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