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    "Last words are for fools, who haven't said enough" -Karl Marx

    Davidas Kolkinas @Broken-Needle

    Age 32, Male

    Rapper

    Brooklyn, NY

    Joined on 8/10/06

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    Posted by Broken-Needle - November 20th, 2007


    For those of you who are hearing impared:

    (Intro by Lejin)

    (Verse 1)
    Guess this racoon foo' is used to diggin' thru Debris
    I'ma hang this fake Emcee like wet clothes
    And then Expose
    Raps true kings who don't wear robes
    I'm ill and there ain't an antidote,
    Tear beef apart right off ya bone
    Only one vacine if u start a battle between me and ma' clones
    (Oh shit!)
    This a non-stop flow
    Like the dam just broke
    And this track ain't a joke
    Cuz I don't wanna make Ses choke
    Twice my punch lines gave him lice
    Cuz he scratchin his head
    I got this bitch hangin by a thread
    And it's a cold world so I'ma make ma'self a sweater
    His lyrics got less meaning than a blank letter
    Ma' flow is ill n I took medicine to make it even better

    (Chorus)

    (Verse 2)
    The piano keys lock ma' victory
    As I stand tall and proud for yall to see
    And a warning not aim any threats to me
    Cuz I'll deliver ma' message loud and clear
    If u start frontin' I'll hit u from the rear
    An' Lou all I got is respect for you
    Keep doin' what you do
    And run ya NDP crew
    A-Gang we comin into the picture
    We hittin' home runs and RMP u da pitcher
    We lay down our track and a freight train hit ya
    Wanna end the beef? then share ma' friendly fire
    I'll run laps around u an' never get tired
    Don't believe me? Then prove me a liar
    Ma' lyrics are deeper than the titanic
    An' when I come thru I make ya bitches panic
    Cuz once I'm done u'll be sleepin in the Atlantic

    (Chorus)

    (Verse 3)
    They call me broken needle
    Cuz u dont want me getin' under ya skin
    U dno where I've been
    U can't be me
    Even if you made me jump out of my own skin
    U couldn't come close to me
    Even if you were ma' siamese twin
    When it comes to ridin' beats
    I got road rage
    Can't play me like an N-Gage
    An' no ma' weed ain't laced
    But if u think ur better then u trippin
    Now stop for a second and listen
    U hear that? it's the sound of your defeat
    I'm the one who's tired but I got u bitches beat
    And Lipz I kno where u live, ya apartment and ya street
    Don't try n act tough cuz u livin in da queit part o da Bronx
    Only way he tight is when he put on thongs
    He thought we bought his fake image but I just closed down the shops
    Your time is runnin out better rewind the clocks
    Lipz get 'em off ma' cock
    Bitch I ain't homo so I ain't gna bust shots

    (Final Chorus)


    Posted by Broken-Needle - October 31st, 2007


    The RMP is slaughtered onthe Hip-Hop page bythe A-Team AKA NG-Munition bythe track R.I.P. RMP(Diss) Broken-Needle on 1st verse, SeRAPhic on 2nd, Lejin on 3rd and Beat andmixing by Young Breeze
    here are the lyrics 2 ma' verse:
    (Broken-Needle)
    Fuck you Dj Ses
    I gave you a warning, consider yourself blessed
    I'm about to empty ma' shells an' I aint talkin bout a nest
    About to leave ya breathless tear the lungs right out o ya chest
    When you fuck with the best
    You fall like the rest
    Bullets like these ain't easy to digest
    Keep fuckin' wit me
    And I'll tear out the roots of your family tree
    I'll put you to sleep and no need for a bed time story
    I'm about to commit murda to a new degree
    Put the barrrel to your dome
    And have you thinkin' chrome
    Cut ya life short turn it to a gnome
    And this is what it's gna say on ya tombstone
    1991-2007 name: unknown
    You so dumb ya can't even spell out ya own defeat
    You need a GPS to follow ya own beat
    An athlete who can't compete
    Asks for beef but he don't eat meat
    Write out ya death will and ask for a receipt
    I ain't let you get back on ya feet
    Like I paralyzed you
    Bitch stick to stealin' beats or did you run out of glue?
    Dis game over, would you like to continue?
    You ever played clue?
    Well I got a ridle for you
    Can you solve the murda when the victim is you?

    Keep it pimpin'
    BN out


    Posted by Broken-Needle - July 31st, 2007


    How come I click on my reviews and see all the reviews I left for audio and flashes? before the new layout it used to be realy easy


    Posted by Broken-Needle - July 19th, 2007


    Hip Hop lives, however we must open our eyes, don't get me wrong I love hip-hop and so far I've been seeing it the wrong way, we must go back to Hip-Hop's roots, what hip-hop used to be <a>http://templeofhiphop.org/index.php?option=com_content&ta sk=view&id=64&Itemid=39
    We are not alone, listen to this video/song made by one andonly KRS-One: <a>http://youtube.com/watch?v=iWa4UpajKTc
    BN out