The Corpse Collector....(Collab)

[Tactixx]

The Corpse Collector



An incandescent essence coupled with hate and a sinister presence
an evil spirits born fleshless, feeding upon thoughts of peasants
They would learn its aggressive lessons,if by no means then force
His soul torched, he never questioned his motives or their source
A complete lack of remorse, his life's path had veered off course
Reality contorts and displays its twisted, sadistic point of view
and now he knows he shall set out to do, what he was appointed to
Maybe go join the few of whom didnt have to flip a coin to choose
A path to gold through black and blue he didnt hear the other news
Problems grew in multitudes, after his father died his mother knew
there's nothing else she could do, So I paint this picture for you...



In a hardcore essence this man could tear through your rectum,
Not dare to care about your family, n split your dome into sections.
Teach you some painful lessons, you cant learn behind a desk man,
It would be a test of pain fam, cut open your chest for a lung scan.
Detach your limbs to show your torsos in it’s most basic art form,
Its simple his heart’s cold, like the most brutal artic ice storm.
His favorite trick you ask? Several Knife‘s, a tight rope n a ski mask,
Your in a position of fear, n trust me you’ll pee fast that was his task.
Stabs the knife into threads of the rope, places life into the threads of no hope,
Injects you with dope, so the fear spreads fast like an avalanche down a slope.
He ties the rope to the top of your scalp - this isn’t your traditional beheading,
It paves the way for additional ways to ask death if it can slowly start spreading.
The knifes begin to pierce through your ears, to pursue your fears with spears,
The pain’s fierce 30 seconds n your wonder if you’ve been hanging for years.
Dangling your feet fast, then he asks “want to know something about math?”
with a laugh, he says “like how long till your deaf in your own blood bath?”
Then he exit’s the room at last, your doomed from ever touching down to earth,
Makes you realize how worthless life is an you wonder how amazing is birth?
As you bled, you‘d ask for a hollow tip n led- to end your own life instead,
Because the pain of the knives begin to spread, turning you into…….
The Definition of a Red Head.



First verse:Tactixx
Second verse:Ted Nulb


Links:http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...ii-387879.html
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...nd-388120.html

[Hexzen]

good shit here tact, hopefully we can get some nice feed

[Sting3r]

that pic is pretty disgusting.. lol

cool approach..
such a used concept, its hard to be original..
but i didn't mind the read..

keep writing

[Hexzen]

well thx for the good feed

[Hexzen]

up???

[Vince]

They would learn its aggressive lessons,if by no means then force
His soul torched, he never questioned his motives or their source
A complete lack of remorse, his life's path had veered off course
Reality contorts and displays its twisted, sadistic point of view
and now he knows he shall set out to do, what he was appointed

Really felt this part there was good foreshadowing and the rhymescheme was off the meter....nice.


Then he exit’s the room at last, your doomed from ever touching down to earth,
Makes you realize how worthless life is an you wonder how amazing is birth?
As you bled, you‘d ask for a hollow tip n led- to end your own life instead,
Because the pain of the knives begin to spread, turning you into…….
The Definition of a Red Head.

This part stayed on the topic till the last sentence and closed this piece out really well. Good job Ted.

[Tactixx]

Thx dude.......up....

[Spoken]

Saved for my feed so i wont forget

[Hexzen]

huh??

[Tactixx]

up....up....N E WAYZ

[yello_smily]

its good, sum good rimes, red hed, ive always wanted 2 b a tomatoe, red hed, that rimes the shit, cudnt of thot with a better one myself, but the horror shit...dont spred the evil, the werld gots enuuff evil, fill me, just wut i think,
check out my deths song with the twist end of good shit, its in my callin all rappers post

[Tactixx]

^up

[Crookshank]

If you're gonna be one of them dudes who try to makes his drop look all professional, with the pic at the top n everything, at least spell corpse right. This was good, but like someone else said, it's a very played topic. But it's not hard to be original.... so i dont understand why he said that. you seemed like you were rhyming for the sake of rhyming, along with Ted in the 2nd verse. I liked it, rhyming was on point, multis, imagery n all that, but the content of the drop n they thing with rhyming just to rhyme puts me off a lil. 8/10. id like to see more original stuff from you. if you could, leave me some feed on "The Fourth Horseman"stay up

[lyrical-assassin]

my rymes are so sick i have 2 tell em 2 behave
yours are shit u probly got elvis turnin in his grave
i know who u r a black man wanna be
u cant be nuffink ur not a home boy like me
cuz im worse than nwa
cuz im around nd im here 2 stay
cuz 2 me ur harmless
try take me ull end up arm-less
ill cut u like pieces of threads
get chopped by me nd lose ya legs
cuz im satan reincoranate
so fight me nd ill demonstate
im a legend sick are my rymes
there so good they culd be crimes
you say u famous but u only famous where u buy the dope
imma design ya face wid a collidascope
cuz your rymes are so dope
ill give u a choice gun shot or hung wiv a rope
cuz theres no way out
cuz imma destroy u wiv ma killah clout
cuz u cn mess wiv da gangstas gee
when really u the 1 who gt the H.I.V
cuz imma killu wiv the knife i bought frm u
fuck ths shit ur rymes is thru

[Foreshadow]

This collab was dope guys. Tac you came very nice! You flow was amazing and the way your story was so well progressed was very nice.

An incandescent essence coupled with hate and a sinister presence
an evil spirits born fleshless, feeding upon thoughts of peasants
They would learn its aggressive lessons,if by no means then force
His soul torched, he never questioned his motives or their source
A complete lack of remorse, his life's path had veered off course
Reality contorts and displays its twisted, sadistic point of view
and now he knows he shall set out to do, what he was appointed to

Ted you have been dropping nice for awhile since I started reading your work and I have to say that I like it a lot. You came with some nice multies and I felt that you did a nice job summarizing this up..

In a hardcore essence this man could tear through your rectum,
Not dare to care about your family, n split your dome into sections.
Teach you some painful lessons, you cant learn behind a desk man,
It would be a test of pain fam, cut open your chest for a lung scan.
Detach your limbs to show your torsos in it’s most basic art form,
Its simple his heart’s cold, like the most brutal artic ice storm.