Heres my verse for the ''ADIO''peeps.

[Soldier_]

Triumph Beat i dont if its gonna flow well i dont have the beat right know
ill check it out later......lol


yo im da wickedest , sickest , twisted , linguisted\
spittin encrypted lyrics strait from my visions\
inhibited cryptonite fitted to physical limits\
punishing anybody whose eye muscles are twitching\
results are quick fixing with strait gun friction\
bullets in da the barrel revoling from precisonal rivits\
the instant it reaches the air the sound barrier is broken\
now focus on the scopes exceptional protis\
the bullet eats thru you like a leaf from a swarm of locust\
eat this thru the mouth till you begin to choke on this\
guess what has dawned upon ya , the final hour\
brain power to scower knowledge from limits that are outer\
science fiction gifted and rivited to punk cowards\
livin la vida loca but neva toca la coca\
the only emcee to penetrate walls with lyrics that are AWOL\
the hardcore code call and deeper than the legends of the fall\
a true villan to stick amoxicillan while drillin these lyrical fillins\
killin these verbs and im cursed to absurd brain blurs\
pain hurts , but i pay death favors to kill strangers\
who anger , me when i feel my brains in danger\
i am him , and he is my savior , equipt to enrage me with the sickest flavor\
testamonail papers greater than the scrolls of the dead sea\
fancied by anybody who claims they admit to being an emcee\
the truths being told by holding these echoes within my celestrial cove\
when i die ill parish to my constallational home\
next to the greeks and the romes , with ability to help E.T phone home\
but until than ill spit this shit flawlessly in a Ill zone\

drop your VERSE Fitz...

[Fitz]

My rhythm sentences quenches fellas to possess questions/
No one understands, demands for suggestions of progression/
Puttin renegades on this bitch, u know how we come and represent/
Im white, and like to rhyme tight so its automatic im matched to the likes of Eminem/
Simple to make the relation between both hot caucasians/
But for a contemplation, he aint my voice proclamation, just stay patient/
This aint hard to figure out, I got Pac and Nas influence in my verses/
Nervous but on the surface its like i dont give a fuck, just servin my purpose/
I try to learn and burn some earnin young cats, but they too easy to spit with/
Liquids switchin, inchin for people bitchin, so i can pen up defensive quick wits to stick with/
When it comes to scuffles many come n bust through with guns to pop and up you/
I just come with punches and palms and fists cuz Fitz is down to straight snuff you/
Fuck arms, id rather swing with arms attached to my regular nature/
Aint hate ya, Dont step cuz i rep, gimme ur rhymes u need work so ill edit your paper/
Im makin rounds, spittin sounds, comin to me with debates well bitch youll fail/
Takin towns, rippin grounds as my blood pounds as it shakes the rictor scale/

[InK]

i'll put mine down soon, i gotta write it

[Fitz]

yo imma put that other verse i wrote last nite for our song in the Freestyle Forum, ok?

[Soldier_]

wat song?

[Soldier_]

oh an nice spit Fitz you tink my verse will fit in the BEAT i havent heard the beat for a while...i dont tink
its gonna flow really well..

[Fitz]

lol i didnt write it to the beat actually lol now that i think of it

[Soldier_]

...you should jack a MIC from your studio you go to or that radio station u go to..lool

[Fitz]

lol and id be kicked off my label cuz my producer does the show...lol

[Soldier_]

iam planing to drop a verse on how jack a WALMART...

[InK]

livin a lot of misery put it into illitery, a masterpeice, i carve the beat like some carcus meat//
lyricly ya can't compete so just starve and weep, in form master, picked from the sharpest streets//
in spite i sight a clear picture, i bear wit ya for a minute spittin rare scriptures//
my innver vision is a spare six recipiant, stare into the prism and, carfully construct my own i'm only visitin//
earth for a minute, i roam the planet in paraphrase, burn up the ism and listen to what i have to say//
the others are unfit to be claimin they run shit, catch insakure on the thumb flip//
right hook to combo, my words are a hacksaw, your shit is just plywood//
and i'm back for you, just try shit on the dance floor, cuz that's all you stand for//
jam packed with raps, i slam tracks with ferocity, stand back and attack a man honestly//
i'm an animal, and i do need to handle tools, Insakure slaughters you three gays in battle duels//
who's the man up here? cuttin with my hand severe, so in this tournament, go and pack ya gear//
inventive displays with technics, check my trail of blaze and wreckage//
i'm a prescence don't stage, i'm stretchin my phrase, drop my verses and people get hectic for days//

[InK]

get hectic for days

[InK]

uppin.. lol for feedback

[ChronicRage]

shit, i havent seen some good verses being posted for a looong ass time, nice shit kure and fitz...

[InK]

thanks man, uppin