LT Super Heroes [Fantastic Four Freestyle Session]

LT Super Heroes:

Pitayo:

Look up in the air as the light is calling out for help,

so you know how we do

Round up LT full force as we come up running in here to the lyrical rescue...

Spread out the sheets of paper so to eliminate all these invading capers

Then whip out the Super pens to taper off and flow on for more then acres...

To repel the opposisition back and out to tell them our proposisition is clear

Without no doubts our posisition is now firm and that they shouldn't get near...

Us or suffer the ill fate or just to wait to see this Prophecy come to true state Of reality but it will only devastate their souls by then it'll be just too late...

To pack their bags and continue moving onto the next set of that enrages

Us to never lag but get in you proving as we flex to turn these pages...

To erase all their faces out of these places to make plenty of space

That's a waste but it's a disgrace as I wait for the next Super Hero to give chase!.....

b3ba .mC.:

and here i come flying out,

straight out of your oldest copy of the first DC comic ever made,

its b3ba mc enraging fires on the page,

female super hero,

her super power is to blaze,

only comes out when she sees those smoke signals in the sky,

and her theme song is cypress hill/refugee boom biddy bye bye,

i save street poets from common destructive felons of the metaphor type,

release poisonous lyrics to ignite them while i fight,

ran into pit once when i took flight,

told me it was about time that i joined him in the sky,

and i replied yea i figured it was my turn to throw pens and papers in the sky,

and watch all the ethnic children smile while they write,

so i wonder now as i float on this cloud which LT super hero will take the stage now..

Abys:

I bust through the brick wall with a gas mask

After I saw the symbol in the sky - I ran in a flash

Skin hardens into steel to repel against whack raps

Cape wraps around my tights to show females what I pack

Heard the air sizzle above me - In the sky

Then saw Pit N B3ba fly by - Heard Boom Biddy Bye Bye

Out of nowhere - Tears started rolling out my eyes

Blurred with green mist with a Stench only a azz can supply

To escape - I rushed into the next building

To see Star enjoying the show - Clapping with the ethnic children

A gathering of Hero's with their own symbols on their cape

A meeting of greats - Typical Bori ............ I'm late

SKILLZ:

Fake emcees catching cabs while I dust em like the flash

Theres no need for me 2 brag, u know who the f*ck I am

Secret Wars on the brink, 2 fast so don't blink

Cause my skillz is sharp like adamantium dipped in ink

Goblins and hammerheads kill for the recipe

Even Kingpin's and Luthor's try to get the best of me

But Im wallcrawling staying sharper than a crazy sabertooth

And if I feel threatened better pray to almighty jesus

Cause even superman left the booth for a bluetooth

And I made Lobo look sweeter than an episode of bluesclue

But who knew the true troops would be the LT team

Pure poetry like the human torch leaving rocks melting

Boom Biddy Bye bye, its the lyrical Avenger on the rise

FOrce fields blocking all who defy or deny

But can't block my shine due to my ruby quartz eyes

That blast all leaving competiton to fry

A legion to hip hop, stronger than the juggernaut with might

Gamma rays blaze commercial raps like a thunderstrike

So 2 those who bite and claim fake is real

I'll throw the whole arsenal of hammers, webs and shields

Don't hate on this brother for real

Cause u shooting blanks while ladies call me the man of steel

Who Got Next? [The Fanastic Four Freestyle Session]

Who Got Next?

.SKILLZ:

What the F#ck is going on

SAme airplay is flowing on

LION'S dead but still need some lions to form this voltron

Hold on, I see some left their pens FROZON

So im here to hype em up with these lyrical photons

The size of mountains is the verbs that im spitting

B3BA you better come back cause like EPMD this is strictly buisness

STrictly spitting, strictly hitting

The hearts of those thirsty for more of this verbal ammunition

SO lets cook up this %#&@$! and keep spitting

Keep mixing and raise the heat 2 get these punks out of our kitchen

Just a vision of one day getting back the HIP HOP you cats have been missing

SO this is merely a sheet 2 those who want this enlisting

2 break the locks of this garbage infested prison

SKILLZ will have no more of this wakka flakka

Cause Im from the era of the chief rocka numba one chief rocka

ANd I feast proper on instrumentals and make love to tracks like a bootknocker

SO lets dust up the pen and acent to break

BReak like B-boys and flow like graffitti graphed trains

.b3ba .mC.:

Yea aight, ive been verbally

called out by my master minded friend,

b3ba's here dont u worry,

im throwin hits again,

its been a minute, and i feel like they forgot,

who forcefully injected the lyrical venom on this block,

my pen went on vacation a little fatigued from droppin bombs,

but my mental has been boiling,

to release atomic, neutronic, soulfully depicted,

doom linguistics,

and i'll never fade to black,

to all my people on LT tell SKILLZ that im back!

i've never lost it, and i never will,

as long as my history lives,

i'll forever keep droppin lines for u kids,

and i'll never retire until the day i expire,

all i needed was a little fire to start the rage again,

i called the reaper up and made some beats wit him-

chill.

.Pitayo:

Now who's here? I see SKILLZ and B3BA M.C.!

add another temporary 1 now you got 3...

Who's up? My Bad what else would you expect

I'll step up to the plate to do my part to this next...

Since I have full visions of open houses in all the prisons

it's my decision not to avoid this like a Jew & circumcisions...

But take this head on to prove the Industry wrong

by coming out hard without a need of a slow song...

In my mind I'm so ready to play this for all the keeps

As I represent the Real and stick up for all these peeps...

regardless where they're from we're reppin the streets

With the fierce lyrics that'll flow with Old School Beats...

Like Big Daddy Kane I can be a real Smooth Operator

or a Terrorist like D.J. Cash Money on the Gemini Faders...

But all I need is a ream of paper and a full loaded pen

as the words accumulate it only makes a perfect blend...

As I mend with the paticulars while they streak

across the lines neatly then it's finaly complete...

The sounds of these words continue flying off this page

is equivelant to birds singing Help get me out of this cage...

But check it that if they want to critique this for an Inspection

then I'll have No Problem adding them to the Meat Collection!!!

.Abys:

Can I cut in? - Can I get next?

So I can flex my bicep that ripples the muscles in my chest

Voltron???? - I'll be the right arm

With a " I love mom" Tattoo painted on

Quick jabs - From every possible angle

I know yall know I'm out of left field - But that's just a sample

Realistically - I'm a cyborg that's on a killing spree

Eye for an eye - I'll make sure both of us can't see

The rage withing - Changes the color of my skin

Here I'm in a group of LT running top speed - Chargin

A Long Island giant with an alliance

Ride on the train of thoughts that runs on fictional science

I noticed a mind over heating - But wouldn't fade to black

Eh, yo SKILLZ........ That girl B3BA is BACK!!!!!!!!!!!

Big Pun resemblance that's coming out with vengeance

I come into battles - Riding on elephants

Then I drop off the meat at Pit's - As I keep the skeletons

Vanity Vs. Reality [SKILLZ & b3ba .mC. Collaboration]

Vanity Vs. Reality: SKILLZ & b3ba .mC. Collaboration:

SKILLZ:

Oh my God did you see Jersey Shore?

Did you see what she wore?

Starvation? who cares,

Paris Hilton looked like a whore

Oh man what do I do?

What do I do?

I got acres of land but I don't know what to do?

Why not put a small country there thats starving and dying

But you rather die alone than have an empty space that needs occupying

Besides dancing with the stars is on

And my bling looks so pretty everytime I touch the remote to go on

All dollars and cents

But no common sense

So all that money don't add up 2 nothing but dollars and cents

I wonder who's gonna be eliminated on survivor?

Infatuated with wanna be Macgyvers

But no TV shows those in the mideast fighting for this country’s survival

Gentrification anybdy? No?

Ok how about the enquirer?

Sorry got no time for global warming,

CRAP, I just missed a text, my phone was on silence

B3ba .mC.:

Wow hot damn, look at you!

Lookin all extra good in your Gucci shoes,

every time you walk theres a crack on the sidewalk,

From all the bling around your neck,

Bums and moms chase you

From not receiving enough on their welfare checks,

Sorry for not makin it to your last bash,

Had to go to a funeral for an American soldier

Who died in Baghdad,

Wow its crazy I think you knew him,

You threw him outta your all white party,

For wearin some black kicks,

Its amazing how humble he was, he didn’t even trip,

Life of a hero judged over an egotistical prick,

You only view this world through the eyes of greed,

What about the remaining seeds,

That were left with no one, they too are in need,

Shameful display of your legacy,

Don’t breathe on me homie,

Don’t stand so close to me,

People like you remind me of a game of clue,

It was me, with the gun, in the library,

Come and take a stroll with me,

Learn of the history,

Of earth’s carnage in these books,

Make you aware of something,

Rather than what you keep frontin,

Oh lord please let him see something.

.Writer's Block. [SKILLZ & b3ba .mC. Collaboration]

Writer’s Block: SKILLZ & b3ba .mC. Collaboration

SKILLZ:

I think this verse is hot

But line number 2 gets flopped

Why can't I think straight

Why am I stuck,

why did I stop

Pen just drops,

feeling like I lost my notch

This sh*t is a crime so I called the cops

Said they would investigate who would scheme such a plot

But First they had 2 stop by the donut shop

I called B3BA MC to explain the crime

She said it happened 2 her as well cause she forgot her lines

Said she couldn't write at all,

its been like that for weeks

I don't understand being that we some dope Emcee'S

Writing and freestlying for us is just a breeze

But then I had asked her who exactly was HE

WRiters block she replied,

thats when I opened my eyes

I said I hate that motherf*cker,

he does this from time to time

HE out of line, blocking my thoughts,

blocking your versus

On the other line all I can hear Is B3Ba cursing

I think We should verse his versus

Cause I think this fool is worthless

But this time fool crossed the wrong person

Get the car ready,

I'll be by with the ammunition

besides all the cops will do is lock him up in a prison

But this time the rules are out and we looking for revenge

Writers block here we come and this battle is till death

B3ba .mC.:

Somethings not right,

Why the fuk is my paper still white?

Unknowable, unreadable black marks that my pen created,

Different letters and words that have become faded,

Been like this for at least an hour,

This paper is mockin me it has all the power,

Feels like my mind only wants distractions,

Can’t concentrate, only hesitate,

The more I think about it, the more I realize,

The real source keeping from droppin these rhymes,

Writers block bytch ass is in town again,

He likes to steal my topics now and again,

But this is the last time I’ll let him steal from my pen,

My phone is ringing,

Yo, who could it be?

It’s the S-K-I-double-LL-Z,

Had to explain to him about writers block,

Yo this man is fuming on the other side,

And we seeing eye to eye,

His rage is my rage, yo im down to ride,

I got the car ready, grabbed my guns,

Told him I’ll be there around 7,

You ready to have some fun,

Picked him up at the corner,

My man is lookin like he ready for war,

Yelling at me, telling me its time to even the score,

I’m like who better than us to defeat the writers block,

We approach slowly to the parking lot

Saw him here last time,

ruining the street poets natural good time,

SKILLZ went into stealth mode,

As I did the same, didn’t even see us coming up behind him with chains,

SKILLZ went crazy when he was in rage,

I finally had writers block face to face,

Told him this is the last time, he would ever keep me from

Writing my rhymes,

From blockin the fire me and SKILLZ have inside,

Rest in no grammatical peace,

Welcome back to lyrics that our souls will keep.