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**YoungFire420** · 11-05-2009, 12:46 AM

Re: Turn It Up verse and hook (unmixed and incomplete song)

Aye man. Read the new Studio rules. You gotta have one section for all your songs, verses, and whatnot. But yeah. Change this thread to "Official Morphineroberts Thread". Post all your news, songs, verses and all that in here.

Appreciate it mayne. Im just trying to help the mods improve the forum!

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 03:01 AM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

This is the worst version of my pro tools sessions so far. I was recording late at night and I think that the mic was turned sideways in the shock mount (which didnt help). Hope you enjoy. I know its horrible
Light Autotune

http://www.zshare.net/audio/681126677b8c540d/

(Chorus)
You know ya brother love to fuck with some hoes
Left the magnums as the humble abode
Once she hit the room- she strip out the clothes
Toot that ass up- face down
You can be my humpty dumpty buddy- fo sho
Girl I'm comin once the drawers hit the flo'
She be tryna slip me out my Girbaud
Tell her ass up- face down

(VerseOne)
Its like magic- candles lingerie- a lil ass whip
a bad bitch- I fuck- she bounce back like elastic
her head is somethin mastered- she made te first draft pick
I look up in my black book and gave her an asterick
Nasty- she do the handstand- and flip it backwards
the pussy feel like solar beams been runnin thru Niagra
Take it easy girl- you know yo fuckin up my Asthma
I lost a lung last time on that fast grind
Okay- you smell like a woman-inhale cuz I'm cummin
just to wu-saw that ass until you got it bad
Hi Town! About face! I knock the boots off that ass
We done fucked thru Patron- n shots of goose off that ass
When you done -I know you sore as a mothafucka
Til you toot it back up- back do out that mothafucka
know yo boy get it get it like no other
This love is on fire-tear the roof off this mothafucka

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:06 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

Transformers 16

My motherboard made me a fighting machine./
Processor built for speed like a Lightning McQueen./
I emerged as the trillest prototype on the scene./
A little red monkey spliced in my jeans/genes- fo sho./
My autobots roll out and they fight like a team./
of twisted metal pistol wieldin micro machines./
I know an ass of Decepticons dont like my Regime./
Cuz we sky like the coptors while they fight to stay clean./
We all spark- they aint stoppin thy shine./
Ever since a youngin- I've been on my Optimus grind./
And the spit that I kick- I feel alot of its prime./
No latency on the cache/cash- I'm gettin mine./
Upload me on yo DAW transport and hit rewind./
see if any of yo raw ass force could rip the lines./
I could warp elastic time just to **** with yo mind./
Ressurectin Autotune- and get inducted in lime./

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:07 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

http://www.zshare.net/audio/67791107ede0e527/

Lyrics:
I was a malnurished black- ethopian cat
packin light before the nubian carried me on her back
young soldier without the holster- gunnin from Iraq
Thats the trap to you ignorant niggas- matterfact
It was economic struggle- defecit red
Seems the money got the Christian women spreadin their legs
5'5 baptist chick on her knees at Evisu
Give up the pussy for the root of all evil
You of all people should understand my life
And the angst in my plights from the famine and strife
Hustlin at night with **** that damages life.
No attonement for the wicked- but god damn it its right
Some say they'd trade they life and **** just to be Jesus
Being Reagus wiped down in 73' Caprices
With the Maybach bodies but we steadily see polices
Crush our dreams when they stream through the scene with pieces
They killin black brothers with no lenience- point blank aim
Poppin shells through 4 5 whip for speedin
It hurts readin niggas obituaries- lookin at children barried
knowin that they could've been visionaries
I keep that black on black for the Senegelese
and tend to keep my mind on the track when I'm spittin haze
Niggas got that iron on yo back and they finna blaze
Love from the civil rights was just a phase- ya dig?

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:08 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

(Verse One)
Mami
If you bout that B.S.- take yo ass to recess./
If you bout foulplay- yo boy gon have to eject./
I done browsed thru the hoodrats and 09' rejects./
w/ mad miles on em like a pathfinder, homie./
I'm just lookin for a friendship-mutual n kindred./
I skimmed thru her resume`-she know about the business./
accustomed to the heartache- she slow about forgiveness./
cuz once a subtle sign shows she knows about yo mistress./
shorty got you gassed- so quick to bring the past up./
Always stipulation tween yo boo and who you last ****ed./
She know just when you lyin- you always tryna act tough./
Guilt can kill a nigga pride- swellin til he backed up./
The structure of a dime *****- you searched hard to find it./
When its right there infront of you- turn yo neck-she done with you/
I been thru women-kissed a little- ****ed a few./
But nothing hurts yo feelings like a chick who fell in love w/ you./
(Chorus
Limousines with the five percent
for me and my girlfriend- me and my girlfriend
Finest wines in the Maybach Benz
for me and my girlfriend- me and my girlfriend
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse Two)
Treasure the moments, the minutes, the hours
you spend with her- the late night sessions-the shower./
The after sex feelin- the glory and power
of havin a Black woman on yo shoulder- hold her./
Make the pussy yours- out the robe- on the sofa./
Let her know she special right before you bend it over./
Opposites attract- thats why you feelin like you own her./
Let her run free- she'll boomerang back to yo corner./
Deception aint her attribute- she Queen type- the joker hoes
- dont get a cent or a trip to the Pocanose- fo sho./
I said it before- you like no other lady./
Say yo name in public and I'm never actin shady./
She got mad whip appeal- the sex is crazy./
I do my thing bare and spare some coverage for the baby./
If ever I got locked up- I know she'll hold it down./
I stayed true- so what comes around goes around./
(Chorus
Limousines with the five percent
for me and my girlfriend- me and my girlfriend
Finest wines in the Maybach Benz
for me and my girlfriend- me and my girlfriend
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse Three
We stay stickin together- in the coop or the kitchen, whatever
Tellin the kids about our business endeavors
Caught up- I do a bid and you knit me a sweater./
Poetry in penitentiary letters- cuz you real./
The first person that I think about when pennin my will./
You get the Benz with glistenin grillz- mad features./
Experience w/ you couldn't provide bad teachers./
I aint leavin...and cheatin- I aint tryin that either./
On the patio for restless nights- you blessed my sights./
If ever I'd be down bad- you would get me right./
I had to thank the sky- for my angel above
such love- My children's mother has a taste for a thug./
We fight- but I dont worry bout it taintin our blood./
We build a bridge and walk it out for the sake of the love./
The sake of the kids-we mve together makin it big./
I rather be unstable- fore replacin my ribs
ya dig?

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:09 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

(Outside Da Box)
Barely distinguished- like some sort of alien language./
The humans with the transparent ears compete to save it./
Hip hop in purist content- the breathin basics./
that be jumpin from the speakers in ya' spaceship./
Niggaz in awe of the authentic ageless
priceless ness
without "he"- its just a lifeless gift./
Morphine is like a genie w/ the nicest spit./
you ever heard-talk pillowed noun and feather verbs./
leaving vegetables and metaherb of animated./
here to buck a wife and butterknife yo sandwich faces./
Till they rule me as emancipated- I'mma lace it./
like a grown ass man- view me as the most hated./
You L's tracked me down to the Konto region./
so my deathnote list is on sparknote fever./
I love rap-but i got sixteen reasons to leave her./
Last sentence that i speak'll be ether./

(Love Specimen_XL)

As a boy- I'd image me/
boardin rocketships to take a trip around the galaxy./
Just to bring you back a Saturn ring./
Cuz my salary is nothing of a star living lavishly./
But-if I take the time- I could make you mine./
I'll pull the moon w/ the equator's belt and break the tide./
I'll part the sea so we can walk across the oceanbed./
You fell for childish games even though you know the ledge./
Eve made mistakes while listenin to cobra heads./
I mean a serpent's mind-
you got the perfect vine/
to bare the fruitage w/
I searched among the earth to find/
a steady earth, herself-
to nuture- when its burpin time./
I'm like a coyfish swimmin
thru the batch of patch of perfect wine./
I'm gone inside your love
as you catchin all my vibes./
The passion in your blood could
bring a Dracula alive./
You runnin through my mind
like a classic fourty five./

(Digital Rockstar)
I feel like a young Dr. Dre./
808s fadeaway around the young Dr. Jay./
Brace yourself for the return of the crunk hop- hooray./
Yo earth is tryna hear- what the sun gotta say./
Throwaway grip- drop fourty on a watch./
Pour me up some scotch for an orgie on a yacht./
Depressed? We can snort the pain away like Scott./
I aint dissin-pimpin, this is gon rejuvinate the block./
I talk sideways and get a pardon from the cops./
Get head that makes me feel like Barcardi on the rocks./
I talk a massive amount of ****- probably gonna flop
my release date- the she say and bloggin wont stop./
Buy my ish so you can hear mic fury./
Find the gold ticket you can win 9 virgins./
Perform lude acts on them-they give side service./
But you gotta get the record in the six- nine version./

(Soundtrack 2 Nothing)
I came up with a death wish- I lied to the pistol./
so the karma followed suit like I subscribed to these issues./
I wear the weight of burden cuz its givin from god./
While I see women astray- takin inches for yards./
They go superhead- to keep a roof overhead
of their seeds- so much stress- there aint enough sudafed./
I wish that I could do something to help
But the lord's email is booked- so I hustle for delf./
The N-O-I would get it in without faith in Jesus./
so I browsed thru my prayers and deleted the sentbox./
Twenty one years without a message- I then thought
that life was just a game- it changes for the
cats with the cheatcodes- 4 joes like me it stays the same./
This is another 16 for my bookbag
My crushed ass dreams./
for mad niggas to laugh when they look at./

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:12 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

Since she be all wet and you aint beatin it right
No need to debate... to loose for one dick
A Black Snake with vagina itch, she have sex with all kinda shit
she have sex with all kinda shit, she have sex with all kinda shit
she have sex with all kinda shit ,she have sex with all kinda shit

Fuck her with my hat low- the brim low nympho
searchin for some cat- wave my dick out the window
Wee wee like a nunchuck- let her play nintendo
Pussy so good- Feels like I butterflied on indo
Everytime I time i hit I gotta pass it to the kinfolk.
Gotta watch my stick- young jurassic lil bimbo
Muthafucka pimp- got the swag and the limp so
get you ass in line and break it down on the strip, ho.
Naw i aint trickin- god, I'm just flippin
With a couple friends- dickin em down- fuck it then.
I'll bet 45 grand that my homegirl's a winner./
She'll give yo dick a 3rd degree rope burn and skin yah./
I aint tryna catch nothin so the condoms a contender/
Aint nothin like the feelin of vagina in the winter./
She jumpin on the wood like she be tryna catch a splinter./
When I enter- I delete with a hard drive- and end her

Since she be all wet and you aint beatin it right
No need to debate... to loose for one dick
A Black Snake with vagina itch, she have sex with all kinda shit
she have sex with all kinda shit, she have sex with all kinda shit
she have sex with all kinda shit ,she have sex with all kinda shit

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:18 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

[Morphine]
I'm a gladiator...
[Dizass]
No question
[Morphine]
High and Mighty rap Alumni.
[Dizass]
Illuminati.
[Morphine]
Magna Cum Larde. Superior 2 the human body.
Hieroglyphic tongue spitter. All powerful MC.
[Dizass]
Rock the Earth!!!

[Trell]
Statistic hated, proliferated, sophisticated./
Put fist to faces, nigga, lets get it ignitiated./
On this occasion- I withdraw my swiftest razors./
& swiss yo cages, hit w/ six uppercuts to lift yo faces./
Put pens to paper to spade the flavor you instigated./
Brick yo frame w/ 60 pages of mystic flagrence./
Buck 50 yo sickest agents during 6 engagement./
After the 5th engagement consider yo **** laced w/ gage spit./
Yo men'll pause faster than middle aged women rapist./
We mental apes bit w/ avian encased in kenneled cages./
My dentals mage on chickens till they think that Grendal ate em./
I flame on niggas like men of satan 4 senseless hatin./
Patiently waitin just to get this **** crackin./
**** happens to any nigga when we mashin @ random./
The Phantom w/ the gatlins, cannons, & roman candles./
Hold ammo & totin shrapnel, mass KaBLamo!/

[Dizass]
disasthma got
Fiery fist, fix yo grill & knock yo teeth straight./
I take weed brakes w/ quarter kis in my brief case./
**** my self up, get drunk, hangover, let my E chase./
With enough choloroform to make dislexic people see straight./
Smoke crack @ vagina monologues during the preface./
Woke up 2 six slaughtered lesbians, 23 raped./
Overdose on prilosec & Nexium before I eat cake./
And guzzle shots of Remy Mama till my urine darkens 3 shades./
Suicidal like J. Conner on Police raids./
Shoot inside, Don Revolver domino you w/ the heatwave./
I'll set the roof-a-fire w/ these unique strays./
Hillshire the clubs nighly and I sleep dazed./

[Morphine]
Ayo
It be the new outcast exiled w/ the ribbons out./
Missiles out, leavin more cavities than Klipse's mouth./
I'm the heir, Dawn my hands of grease & dish it out
w/ the niggas outta pocket on his ***** account./
Stick it out- Sad to see a young battery mamed tragically./
packin steez faster than snitches iz catchin plees./
Subzero to the viens and the last degree
Snuffin spirits of the names scripted w/ blasphemy./
Lavishly, pampered gerber teen pacified./
Peel caps w/ knives,god, hince the acid tribe./
Spit crack & vibe w/ any MC from the past that died./
Kick ass, lynch and mob 4 the cream, its Bask-n-Rob./
I'm past a slob, a worthless bumb told me get my ass a job./
But I'm penniless, deadbroke w/ a net worst than Sean./
Empty clip, 4 dead scrolls we develop burglary arms./
You heard of me don, the venom of a serpentry alarmed./
New Vietcong, and i'm subserviently the bomb./

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:20 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

[Morphine]
Torment screams
The Block is streamed with constant fiends
intoxicated, Hell on Earth, nigga,
Constantine./
Lost dreams are compensated for in toxic flings./
One nighters
One lighter
yellow rocks just steam/
from the pipe
you consummatin' with ungodly things./
Contemplatin on a shot of it
to clot yo being./
Mild highs are slit second
its a putrid thing./
To see them OD on the grind and build immunity./
Dry shookin
on the pavement w/ the ruthless theives./
Lives takin by the chamber when the rugars plead./
Choose the plaintiff
null the pain just to soothe the bleed./
Kickback worth hurricaines when the rugars breathe./
And this genocide is boasted by the new MCs./
Senseless vibes polute the skies
beatin through the streets./
Penniless ringtone newbies on those foolish beats./
Who gave them motha****as room to speak?
Think about it?/
Ounce out a fourty now for all senseless violence./
And drown the world in their own damnations compiled with/
the pesiliential defilements that thrives through the biles
of babylonian bethren
the six head lions./

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:21 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

Spit sulfur w/ apocalyptic nostril, young apostle
I'm subtle like i done the hostile...
already, machete drawn I done gone Freddy./
And I'm nam ready, gun n thy palm, word is bond steady./
Lightgiver, snipin out the niggas who wife niggas./
Blightin out the memory, sight killer, what?/
Photonics from that metal thing, I light niggas up./
My nice sick as fuck spent nights spitten up./
Run laps around the Nile and my Nikes finna erupt./
MC w/ hammers, I'd like bitches to touch./
Key strokin, weed smokin, coastin w/ that lotus
note that i be focus on the potent w/ a 4 fifth./
Out to school those ignorant children who never noticed
before like they ignored the pinkslip and just opened the door, right?/
I'm a mothafucka who's sonnin that bitch, sleep w/ whore nights./
But'd never put my tongue n a bitch
the pussy alright./
Viagra Infant who known to beat the nookie for the right price./
Tell them hoes to fork up a quarter mill or 5 mics./
Ya dig?

**morphineroberts** · 11-07-2009, 11:24 PM

Re: Official Morphineroberts Thread

(Sharoyce a.k.a. Morphine Roberts)
She blessed me with that hot n wet surprise- feels like birthday sex./
Hurt her neck ,broke her back n thighs- she on percasets./
She cant let go tho I make her cry- cuz it hurts the best./
We innertwine before I shift her spine- and break the vertebrea./
Call me Mr. Coochie bandit or the pussy murder er./
The Women's Labor Union's mad- for the fact I'm workin her./
she my biggest fan- I hold my chain and throw my shirt to her./
and took whats mine w/ a smile like the Hamburglar (Yeah)./
She choose to **** w/ Royce because she like to say my name./
When I bring her pain-she choose to scream my **** in vain./
I make her sweat heavy- I stroke her back steady./
My arms around her waste- I hold- just me and my teddy./
I turn on the R. Kelly- seems like she Ready./
I undo the leggings under the red dress of Betty./
I boop her like no other- soon as she says to (Sex Me!)
I gingerbread thru pussy fo' i make these women catch me./

Yo body's like a call Im just tryna answer
I'm dailin down your walls- pickup and I'll catch it
Just dail Fifty one 5 oh to feel the ratchet
and I'll split you with the hatchet- you should let me stab it./
(Repeat Chorus)

I wake up thinking about her, i love hearing her voice
I get the clit-ris moist and make her lips scream sharoyce
She's a dick fiend on roids when it comes to my pipe
She kno i pack that fix- so she come till she feel right
But dont OD on this dick- I know she wanna hit
But she should pass it to a friend- throat me w/a lick
Know she needs the quicks- but I'm more than one minute
My highs last longer than your rouse from that killa.
I'm a dry humpin criminal- when nude- something vicious
I got yo body w/ some lube- I'mma do something wicked
aint no stoppin when I jump in- I'm Pringle till it pop
She wont stop-she want ****- so I'm puttin her in shock
Make her hemorhage from inside- open wide- big surprise
I can see it in her eyes- I'm so BIG she wants to die
Baby im hard headed- before you part naked
So give yo legs a spread atop the bed- and I'll make art w/ it.

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