Lyrical MCs in Drum and Bass

mate you will get pounded all day for this thread lol.a lot chat bollox but there are a few who talk sense if you google em or wikipedia normally tells you some of the lyrics obviously stevie h d was deep you only gota look online and read his lyrics fatman d is good.all depends what you want from an mc i spose. i no it's hip hop but i heard once said bout notorious b.i.g that his lyrics were rarely serious and they were funny,so some mc's just have fun ect like fearless skibs most of em just enjoy it.
 
not big in the game yet, but Mr. S.T (Stuta) is one of the most lyrical i've heard. doesn't just chat about shit either, decent content, clever and his rhymes are slick. also, one of the only mc's to go double time and you can still understand what he's saying.
 
Gusto is pretty lyrical.... only when he's in the mood though.... hahha.... so is Mekar.....

but to be fair..... MCs have two types of style usually...... when they are going all out.... most mcs throw lyrical content out of the window and go for the faster pace style of chatting.... just to make crowds go crazy..... where as if they are in the sort of enviroment where they dont need to go crazy they will bring out the lyrics that actually have decent lyrical content....
 
None display any element of decent MCing.

VS.

Half of them don't even rhyme most of their stuff.

So? You can´t rhyme everything, that just sounds like a choir of 2 year olds in the kindergarten.Rhymy rhymy all the timy..

and you can still understand what he's saying.

I bet none of you (and myself) is really able to hear what they say @ a party.
 
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^^ Yeh mate, you've proving my point.

None display any element of decent MCing.

Half of them don't even rhyme most of their stuff.

Proving what point? That there are no lyrical mc's in dnb? lol

and they do rhyme most of their stuff
 
So? You can´t rhyme everything, that just sounds like a choir of 2 year olds in the kindergarten.Rhymy rhymy all the timy..

MC's are like poetry some rhyme some don't get over it

Well, it's a standard thing in MCing.... it's kind of the point.

Proving what point? That there are no lyrical mc's in dnb? lol

Yeh. Exactly.

Dynamite I would say is a good lyrical mc

Yeh, Dynamite's pretty decent.

As I said, I do like DnB MCs. More for the pattern of their flow on a track than their lyrics though.

Someone post a lyrical verse by someone then. If I'm wrong, then I'll put my hands up.
 
Someone post a lyrical verse by someone then. If I'm wrong, then I'll put my hands up.

A few of Evil's lyrics..


I'm a Nu Breed of cat that's in love with the Bassman,
and Flirt with the idea of merking a wasteman,
a lot of Hype might lead to sinister plots,
i move silent in the night like minature Foxy's,
are you out of your box or Kane'd up,
cos you will get placed(?) on your back, your face up,
don't run up your chops and be in Det to me,
my Remedee will give your head a vasectomy,
chill dog, don't get merked, sit back, bun some Herbz, they Low Down Deep and observe,
my Profile's wild now im calling the Eastman,
i rep north London, all day, im a Beastman,
my Pendulum ticks, the referendums making me sick, the bars i spit, might give the mic Friction,
you might need a Metalhead, cos im creeping like a Spyda,
and i sever legs, clever head, look,
you can try Chasin my Status, but you'll die, when you see the Krust and crumbs that i left for the takers,
Im LIVE-O! You'll be calling for FIVE-O!,
you know Majistrate don't be judging my Hype flow, look look,
my chicks in GQ magazine, i pro fit chicks, hips, lips like a bottle seen,
dont sweat dog now shes my Eks man, and i was just Ruff Stuff, used for sex man,
it was Fun used to fumble in the night, used to make the chick mumble on my mic, anyway look,
im Lowqui so my Rhymes are Fatman, and if you know the SP, come with the strap man,
you see an enemy? IC3. Look up the greatest, you'll see me,
Mr please! Im like, Mr T, that's a Phantasy forever thinking you could finish me

How is evil on super sunday so quick,
is he suckin somebodys dick or shovelin sombodys shit,
nah dog ,im comin more anticipated,
other mc's talkin shit then call me constipation,
I kick lyrics with more metaphores than 44 times 44 plus 44-look...
My birthdate my work rates ridiculous,
Ima paint you a picture so dog picture this,
ha ha hear how hard we laugh,
im salvador dali paintin tasha marleys arse,
and you couldnt be a gyalist at the mardi gras,listen..
them man went to Barcelona,i stayed at home wid my pen writing bars alone-a,
And im a warning shot,BRAP, you need to be writing more,
Cause the more i write the need to be frightened is very raw.

Hurt me please cos im hercules
murkin seasons just begun
and im murkin these, fleas
wanna be G's wanna be me's
into evil b let the eagle speak
call me steven seag, in deed
intermediate chiefs release the piece
increase the peace or release the police
call the police 999 call the germans out nein nein nein
give me that top spot mine mine mine
its mine in time so just let me just wine
with your wife and a bottle of wine
and in time she'll be swallowing mine
you best stop,
pop pop goes the nine when im rhyming
its my time to shine you best stop.!

Cats that are hyping say Evil's a big prick,
im Lexington Steele, this is a big dick,
it's ok im a big prick i admit,
but you're some big pussy im ready to get stickin!
you dont like these bars, ya nob, give it a twist,
i said bars, ya still thinkin bout dicks,
twist another spliff lets all effin get lifted,
when they hear my voice, these hoes flickin their clit,
BITCH, need doe it's me flippin a brick,
dog, need flows it's B twitchin the (?),
it's Evil B with the brand new sound but when i step on stage,
yo bring the, lights, down, pow, darkness sparks the whole crowd and the cats in New Era caps wild out, perhaps its a new era, cats mind out, Evil B's back in the game, your times out

I'll engauge the gauge, pow amazing grace,
blazin ya background, erase ya face,
replace ya fate, now it's taking place,
all hail the great, now im blazin hate,
you taste the bait, how does hatred taste?
your fate is flowers, of patron saints,
my patience waits none for vacant rage,
amazin brains zoop, i'll erase ya braes(?),
come blaze the days, rage, like one of the Krays,
my brain has bars, files, like Razor's page,
your pagan ways change when i engage,
this lyrical rage, scum, like Winston, Ray,
im raging Ray, run, run out the way!
i'll cave ya face in like David Haye

It's all clashin innit?
You've got Tom callin for Harry,
Dereck calling for Johnny,
Johnny's calling for Barry,
Barry's calling for Freddy,
Freddy's calling for Harry,
But no ones calling out...LENG MAN LARRY,
im a beast when it comes to the feast,
i leave any mc, trying to compete, for my seat, in this paladium,
crack craniums, pack stadiums, i roll, flow, colllect doe, when i finish blazin em,
id rather die on my feet, than live on my knees, you'd rather die on the street, pretend to be Gs,
when i fly to the sky i live life a dream, but please, bury me next to Hyper D,
so i can listen to the greatest of all time and ask him, what was his favourite of all rhymes,
i know mine was that one about James Bond - WHOL UP YA WAN IF YOU A DOUBLE 0 SEVEN'O,
that made us react like hooligans, i just want my chance to be schooling em,
if i can inspire mcs as much as Hyper D inspired me i guess im complete





U AINT EKS U AINT SKIBA YA NOT SHABBA,SO DONT FLEX U'LL GET HIT WITA HAMMER,
PEOPLE IN MA MANOR WANNA PUT A SPANNER IN YA WORKS,I'LL GO ON MYSPACE AND PUT A BANNER WIT YA NAME NEXT TO MERKED,
NOW U COVERED IN DIRT WIT DEM MAGGOTS CLIMBIN OUTA YA SHIRT U HAD YA MINUTE NOW ITS BEST THAT U SPLURT
SHOOK....I END SOUNDBOYS CAREERS I DONT CARE U COULD OF BIN HERE FOR YEARS,
ITS ALL COMIN BACK TO ME UR THAT GUY FROM THE FOOL FACTORY MY FACULTY HOLDS TOOLS N THEY BACK ME,WOULDNT STAB JESUS IN THE BACK BUT U TRYED MERKIN EVIL B ON THE TRACK,ITS A SEQUEL HAVE IT BACK WITH A STEVEN SEAGAL SLAP,YA WHOLE TEAM COLLAPSED WEN THE DESERT EAGLE SPAT,IM FROM THE SLUMS OF N9 AND N17,WHERE WERE HAVIN IT DOIN IT WIT MA TEAM
 
Here is one by Conrad

Get in line in your mind, get ready to rip it up
We gonna kick it up better be sitting up
Pay attention you're next on the agenda
We're gonna send ya on a brain bender
Get in line, get your views in order, we gonna sorta make them run like water
To co connect like oceans together
We endeavour where others said never damn! Ain't that clever?
'Caus PFM is here to progress
On a mission that stands way above all the rest
Yes man!! Set it off with a loud bang
Rock on the set with the mic in my hand
With a dope dope powerful bass bass boom
We got a dope like a big bass bassoon
And when we bust a new style style
You will go wild wild. You can reminisce... And put it into you style pile
We kick it off with nuff nuff clout, PFM set it off cos I got the mouth
When I rock on the set with a p for perfection
The set was ours at my last recollection
So we choose to cruise not get too hectic
Go too slow the set might just get septic
And you party people might not accept it
So smooth and mellow that's how we kept it.

And as we move on the scene it get respected.
We got you moving with the right directive
Inside your mind it gets injected
We got sounds assured for those who are selective.

I tell you action stations people get ready,
Twist ya like spaghetti, boo ya like betty.
Foundations we laid down so many,
You wake from you deep sleep to feel a new penny
Drop into action. You was relaxing...?
Extreme !! Now you're doing the max and ooh! It's inside ya keeping you hyper
Shoot you out of your cloud like a mystic sniper
Now all those non-believers we'll flatten
With future patterns due to split the atoms
Vibes causing symphonic spasms; and baby's having secret orgasms
It's a wild world that we live in
You step to the vibe like a new found religion
Take your position, compile your vision futurism, algorithm has risen up!

As we make your mind corrupt
And I can feel this mystic vibe come creeping, creeping, creeping up
We bring the beats that bang and beats make your mind explode
Sounds to set your mind in mode
PFM gonna flick the switch and switch to overload
So as we drift away, away we drift
And I know now you can see clearly through the mystic.
 
There are none.

I don't get when people say that they are.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy listening to certain ones at nights. Not because they're lyrical though.[/QU

mate your from wales you dont know what your talking about go shag sum sheep drum and bass is fat the lyrics are good there funny and they are " lyrical " you just gota listnin you nonce
 
I don't get when people say that they are.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy listening to certain ones at nights. Not because they're lyrical though.[/QU

mate your from wales you dont know what your talking about go shag sum sheep drum and bass is fat the lyrics are good there funny and they are " lyrical " you just gota listnin you nonce

Oi TicTac, put a donk in it you felch nugget. Brofski is a top guy, hold back the insults.
 
There are none.

I don't get when people say that they are.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy listening to certain ones at nights. Not because they're lyrical though.[/QU

mate your from wales you dont know what your talking about go shag sum sheep drum and bass is fat the lyrics are good there funny and they are " lyrical " you just gota listnin you nonce

dude, thats a retarded thing to write

if you believe all people from wales shag sheep well i'll tell you another fact, drinking bleach whitens your teeth go on try it!
 
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