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Revolver Ocelot Explain Yourself

VIBE said:
Ayo lmao


Unless your alter ego’s Aquaman you should be nervous
Cause I’m the 5,000LB man at your service
On time like a Mavado that’s my motto
So step off you have a better chance hitting the lotto
Barricade the door if you think you see me coming
Nigga With Attitude 100 miles and running


no wordplay for aquaman and 5,000lb men don’t run 1 mile let alone 1,000 miles…
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Yeah I'm very confused with the Aquaman/5000lbMan thing

Figured it's some super needy comic book shit🤷🏿‍♂️
 
Ghostface said:
im not trying to cape for revolver here but he kinda did explain a problem with your lyrics here. Your verses are all over the place. With random lines that ain’t got shit to do with the last one. You’re trying to sound deeper than you are. You seem to care more about making the last word rhyme than the whole lines making sense

Another big problem is your delivery, you sound slow. Sounds like you’re not even flowing but just reading words of a paper while struggling at it.

I’m not trying to be an asshole but maybe you’re better at straight poetry than actually rapping
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nigga, I just had fuckin abdominal surgery yesterday, I ain't 'posta be laughin hard like this.

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Revolver Ocelot said:
This retarded shit doesn't even make sense. Song is called Pimp Game and only the 2nd verse is even remotely on topic. 1st and 3rd verses have jack shit to do with "Pimp Game ", your talking bout slavery and whatever else pops up in your delusional ass mind.

You are.......


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Lolllllllllll
 
5 Grand said:


Knowledge Me





Ayo give me a drum break or even just a bassline
You could rest assured that I’ll kick a strong rhyme
My style’s mature like a veteran whore
Workin in Nevada son you can’t do me nada
The only thing you could do is call me poppa
But don’t pop off because one punch will drop ya
I knocked a dudes teeth out in my last bout
And now when he talks no one knows what he’s talkin bout
I guess that’s what your teeth do
He can’t chew he drools and he stopped eating beef too
He doesn’t want beef he’s vegetarian
Scared of me he fears me but at least he’s thinking clearly
He won’t come anywhere near me neither would you
If you knew what I was capable to do
Picture a black belt in kung fu
Vs a wanna be thug with an unloaded .22
That’s you I’m the black belt
I trained with the lions on the African veldt
I’m like Tarzan king of the jungle
The GOAT of Hip Hop but I still remain humble
God doesn’t even know the secret to my style
That’s how I’m able to be so versatile
Switch my style up like a chameleon
Keep a poker face at the table deal me in





I’m throwin javelins at your heart and piercing your chest
You throwin darts at me you’re not as smart as me
I’m steady like a metronome welcome to the terrordome
Persuading the best battle rappers to drop the microphone
My style reminds you of Nazi Germany
I’m violent and burnin bodies if you never heard of me
There’s no winner just dead bodies and ashes
I’m quickfast you move slow like molasses
You need glasses because you’re blind as a bat is
I crash parties and drink up all the liquor
Cook weed into hash the THC hits you quicker
I smoke two Ls like my name’s Jack the Ripper
Negro please you threatin me with a gat
And I can travel through space and time and come back
Put the gun away son you’ll just get done away
Hip Hop’s my home base and you’re just a runaway
My style’s for everybody on the planet Earth
Including anybody on the Moon for what it’s worth
I’ll travel to different stars and galaxies
And see if anybody out there wants to battle me
I’m like Buck Rogers or Battlestar Gallactica
Or Iceberg Slim the way I’m bitch slappin ya
Out rappin ya like Saran I’m body slammin
I’ll put the Sun out if you on the beach tannin





I’m classic like the diary of Anne Frank
Big payday like a heist at a bank
Savings and Loans gimmie the loot gimmie the loot
The root of all evil the devil’s excuse
Prophecies of doom we’re the prophets of rage
I’ll plot your destruction regardless of age
Somebody said we need to save the children
It’s every man for himself can’t stop the killing
I stay on topic can’t stop the prophet
Can’t stop the bum rush crush competition
You get one wish on a life or death mission
To the whitehouse I’m paintin it black
With a star and a crescent picture that with a Kodak
I’ll kick a mason in his ass illuminati
True and living gangster intimidate John Gotti
I’m turnin crime families into Girl Scout troops
Cold stompin em with Timberland boots
You got bootleg knockoffs
I ménage A tois with fly girls while you jerk off
I got it made you wish you lived the life I live
I got a harem of wives so guess how many kids
A man can produce in 37 years
It’s back breaking work blood sweat and tears

@Revolver Ocelot Take All the time you need
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So I was reading the lyrics and thinking "this is lowkey kinda dope"... but then when I pressed play and... well let's just say it ain't for me. Maybe you should ghostwrite for somebody.
 
VIBE said:
Ayo lmao


Unless your alter ego’s Aquaman you should be nervous
Cause I’m the 5,000LB man at your service
On time like a Mavado that’s my motto
So step off you have a better chance hitting the lotto
Barricade the door if you think you see me coming
Nigga With Attitude 100 miles and running


no wordplay for aquaman and 5,000lb men don’t run 1 mile let alone 1,000 miles…
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Watch ya mouth crackkka
 
@VIBE catching strays for a simple copy and paste is killing me.


SneakDZA said:
So I was reading the lyrics and thinking "this is lowkey kinda dope"... but then when I pressed play and... well let's just say it ain't for me. Maybe you should ghostwrite for somebody.
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Word.....if you read the bars they sound damn near good but if you push play shit is rat piss levels of trash. Homie need to ghost write (minus the Hitler bars) for some young even more horrible rapper but with a good cadence
 
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