Im a spiritual, lyrical genius When I say this this, i mean mean this. Cerebral assains try to grab the concepts Im spit'n But like the emo boys wrists i slit them. Been awhile since I opened my mouth but now im out, Sapping the juices out ur brain like cali's drought. Step up if you think u can stop me Cause im dropping bombs like Nagasaki. Im on a cypher throw down, No fiction, no friction. I wanna see you flick'n it While im flipp'n it Spitt'n with conviction.
I think fast, switch fast, quick fast, quick as Immigrants say, ‘No habla ingles', at border patrol fences Messing with Clint is senseless Divide my senses by six and you'll end up with triple sixes And triple the digits mean triple the spirits My light body to the third power will triple my lyrics I'm triple the threat, I'm triple my physical flesh I'm telling you, put your money on me then triple your bet ‘Cause I won't be satisfied ‘til I'm set ‘Till I got a triplex out in Tribeca with the skyline effect Rhyming is the nine to five that I manipulate best Eight hours of writing and memorizing a manuscript Called "The Biography of Clint" Subtitled ‘The Ultimate Guide for Teaching Modern Man How to Spit' How to tongue twist, how to enunciate certain **** How to control your breath, how to make your syllables spit You niggas ain't listen to this, I kill ‘em with **** I'm wicked with this, I should be selling tickets to this Paparazzi should probably be taking pictures of this My fans in the street with signs trying to picket for this Saying, "We want clint! We want clint! We want the rapper with the illest lyrics!" My dedication and my commitment's beginning less I can go four quarters or nine innings for this Go twelve rounds, play two days of cricket for this Lead crusades across Europe like the Christians for this The notion I'm dedicated is an understatement My rhymes are out of this world like the Russian space station Sneak attack rappers, grab them and slash them Chop their heads off with claws sharper than velociraptors Hunt them like Jurassic Park actors But spare Samuel Jackson's life ‘cause he was the only black one Action packed like Shaft, the black assassin Blasting the .753 backwards Magnum Follow me down the road to Damascus Do not follow me these madmen, popping ecstasy pills like aspirin I and I come fe manifest the most high Drink a gallon of cyanide and still can not die Niggas want to lock the ‘Chronicles of Clint away forever And put my book of rhymes through a shredder Never, I'm way too clever the way I manoeuvre Beat your ass like Lennox Lewis did to David Tua In front of a hundred million pay per viewers your career is ruined Your face will be swollen like the Benihana Buddha Bring it to ya', prove you're a loser Beyond the length of this rhyme you have no future Pounce upon you like a puma or some wild cougars In the jungle with my adrenaline juices flowing through them I'ma reprogram everything that you're doing Hypnotize the audience you perform in front of to start booing You're stupid, you and your whole crew are extremely foolish I can't cipher with you ‘cause your breath is too putrid Put your mic down and step away from it Shut your mother freaking mouth and don't say nothing You have the right to remain silent Sentenced to life on Rikers Island for terrible freestyling I heard a rumour English women make love the best Is that true? ‘Cause I ain't had no justice yet A lot of clowns keep arguing on who the best is Bite the style but can't digest it Till they get karate kicked in the mouth and their teeth get ejected Told you to ‘Watch Who U Beef Wit' on the last cipher Platinum teeth? I sell them for a thousand pounds a piece You buy one back and you get one free Put it down in the east, put it down in the west Put it down on paper, put the paper down on the desk In the studio is where I put it down to the test It's nothing but skull crushing pressure down at them depths Throw a rough mix down, download it to disk Give a copy to everybody that's down with clint Since '96, the LBC remix First time anybody put me down to spit It's like Pak Man don't stop Till I hear my voice banging up and down the block In a Magnavox with a hundred watts Creating ripples in the water like aquanauts Breathing through their oxygen box I belong on top of the pops not on the bottom with rocks I mean, honest to God, I'm shocked, I thought the album was hot I guess you can't write an infinite rhyme with a finite mind That's why rhymes like mine mystify mankind A lot of rappers are ahead of their time But when it comes to rhymes like mine the word ‘time' doesn't apply You see, rhyming is the art The microphone is the paintbrush responsible for getting the point across The canvas is the street Where the master of the ceremony paints the picture for everybody to see Nobody could rhyme this fluent, nobody ever did what I'm doing Nobody ever spit what I'm spewing I'm the illest alive and I'ma prove it Plus I've got to show the people that I've got mad love for rap music I bury emcees with rosary beads A picture of their wife and their seeds and a picture of me I'm as graceful as the left hand of Rembrandt Put some instrumentals on and ask my pen to dance I'm such a gentleman, pull out chairs, open doors, never offend Unless they offend me and I lose my temper, man
Oh my god zeth you tryin to hard, ya common sense has been forsakin, ya brain and nervous system is what im penetratin, there no hesitation when im desimatin you cant reply cuzz my verbs are f**king up your concentration, theres no doubt or debatin, im the Greatest in the makin, you beatin me is forsakin, put you at the bottom of the list, in other words you still waitin, im a entity that cant lose, perfect calculation calculate wrong nd i'll show you soul domination, Im basically using nursery rhymes nd my victory is still persistent say another word against me nd ill f*ck up your existence
Yolo you claim my rhymes are like a Doctor Seuss book, Yet take a look at that rap, and guess who's style you took. All the insults you hurl, are just the ones that I shook, I am the king of all things, meanwhile, you are just a rook. Talk about complexity, style and speed. You're raps are impossible to decipher and heed. While you're kissing your mirror, I'm planting a seed. When you see these bars here, you might learn how to read. But, I do not like it, Sam I Am, I do not like, having to hold Yolo's hand, Because on his own, this chump can barely stand. He gets so sweaty when he raps, maybe he needs to be fanned. And remind me what happened to Yolo's nonexistent fans? Oh yeah! That's right, they heard his raps, and ran. And right now I should, maybe while I still can, Because those crappy bars, could be classified as spam. Alright stop, collaborate and listen, Zeth is back with a brand new vision, Listen to these raps I be spittin'. Maybe then you'll realize what you're missing. Pissing, all over your authority, my damn self is so damn sure of me. Surely, you understand who the boss is, I'm the causer of all the causes, Yolo be struggling with Menopauses, Dude, there must be some law against this.
Most of what Clint wrote sounds legit. Too bad it was TL;DR. Dude is sick though. Y'all should look at the way he rhymes and take notes. Edit: Canibus spit that nicely! Take ur name out of his bars please, Clint. http://www.rappad.co/blueprints/99824
Static, why can't you compliment my mad rhymes? You're my hero and it truly hurts my feelings that you don't love me.
Zeth I ain't wanna have to do this, but you grown now so you signed your own consent, now listen nd be blinded by my heavenly content, your bars are nonsense, it irritate each sense which will cause me to make ya present a past tense// which means ya history, misery needs company nd ill take you out of ya misery nd have u in the company of demons that bounds in hell comfortly// those couple bars you probably dont even see the genuis behind it, your foolishly blinded nd your verbal imperfection leave you absent minded// time to get violent, ima shove ya clavical bone into ya ears nd have you imagine ya death was silent, like "Smooth2015", i get rid of creations, real shyt no animation but im still non human due to my imagination, destroyin you is my current occupation, when i walk past ya hearts start racin nd ya nerves start breakin, heaven is my only boundary which make me outt of ya exxageration of a human that made himself like commiting a act of masturbation...so when this battle is done you'll be so deflated you might as well have a castration. "Ao Static gimme a microphone" imma bout leave this kid with no testosterone!!
Big Shoutout for Static for resurrecting this joint. Although I just upgraded to cable I ain't seeing fuzzy no more. But screw it. Let the KAW rap tycoons take to the table Way back when show biz was just show biz. Back when kaw was just kaw. None of this EB fairy this and that. So take your best shot. I am a fairy. I am a lazy ass skeleton hitting bum. Only real difference is. Your rhymes are wack. Mine are mind numbingly wrong. But. Show me a weakness and I'll lunge and Attack. Excuse the e. But I still Can't hear you breathing. can only hear you gasping and rasping for air I maybe the king but I didn't let this rap have an heir...
And I hate when people say no offense and still offend, knowing that it will probably offend but that really didn't bother me, just hate when people do that
Hey, the insults are purely for raps. And talk generally, simple can be better. If you over complicate it (see a few of yours) it makes no sense. Bars should be clever, but easy to follow. Not saying mine are the best, but they have the simple part lol.
Yolo, it's time you realized that you have had it. With these crap rhymes, it seems like you're more burnt out than static. Your raps are so all over the place, it looks kinda spastic, If you don't quit, I will have to take measures that are drastic. My bars are solid metal, while yours are cheap plastic, I don't have to make t to your level, I've already passed it. And take a look at your style, I took a knife and slashed it. And as for your party, well see? I crashed it. Take a look at a line of yours, you didn't spit it, you shat it. Take a cue from the better rappers here, and actually rap it.
Lol true true but with your freestyles you flow starts out good then somewhere in the middle your all over the place