Sun Tzu's Quote

Respect your enemies.

Never underestimate him.

- Sun Tzu

Toko's Statement

Jisei To Wa
Sunawachi Mayoi,
Tada Shinan.

English Translation:

Death Poems are
mere delusion-
death is death.

- Toko, 1795

Sweet Bloody Serenade

Sweet Bloody Serenade

Once the first letter is formed,
I lay it down better than before,
once I start I can't stop, I can be
a ronin that can kill with one shot!
Going slow motion, It's time I can
bend, my mind you can't simply
comprehend. Lead, ink and graffiti,
the art of the streets, layin' down
burners and beats!
Using my marker to carve a blade,
taking you into a sweet bloody serenade.
I inch to grab my hilt, making my presence felt.
Erase it, bring it back to basics,
the bullets caught my guy in the matrix.
I stare into space, the ink drips off the page,
the fury of blades..... stuck in a sweet bloody
serenade.

Bitch!

Morning

Last night, I made the best rap ever! It's called Sweet Bloody Serenade.
I'll post it after the joke that is school is over. Peace!

Shitty Day

Another boring and shitty day at school.
My brother is reading over my
shoulder and it's pissing me off!
He has nothing better to do.

Street Culture

Street Culture

When I'm spittin', b-boys be breakin',
eager to jump at what I'm makin' ,
when I blast my boombox ,
we break it up and never stop.
I always know how to drop a
beat, I move so you can't
see my feet.
We fightin' as street soldiers,
I lay it down, I thought I told ya'!
On the block, we be layin' it down
hot burners, I'll teach my homies
like new learners.
You dis me I won't give a fuck,
ya' always clown me cuz' you high on ruck,
I'm like crack you'll never get enough!
I have a mean beat and a mean tongue,
I holla at nigguh's ain't scared of um',
beatin' on you like beatin' on drums,
sprayin' the paint while echoeing anger
and pain, life grabs by the neck and throws
you into the game!
Got more funk than you in my finger,
trust me when I say I'm the realest nigga!
Ghost ride the whip!
Eveyone get crunk in this bitch holla'
at the DJ to scratch that shit'!

Steel In the Night

Steel In the Night

C-Note:

It's a silent night, my grip is tight.
Livin' on the tip of my blade,
there's one thing I can't escape,
it is my fate!
My battle is about to start,
I unsheath my blade and then I charge!

MC Stamina:

My blade actually cuts the air, and the
wind blows through my hair,
and anger echoes in my stare.
Steel twists, flips and whips,
I sense moves in my mind,
my blade cuts through time,
I'm a rhyme-a-dime!

C-Note:

Blood, pain, anger and sweat, I'm in
too deep and'll never regret!
I always watch my cards, I'm
cuttin' through you like meteors
cut through stars! I run,
the air rip's around me, I slash through
phonies cuz' thet clown me!
I slash first, I never stutter!
I cut through ya'll like a hotknife
through butta'!
Shadows wrap me in a blanket of death, I'll
fight to my very last breath!!

MC Stamina:

My sword is a paintbrush,
my battle instinct gives me a rush!
I am a samurai, I don't use stealth,
In my sword skillz I have wealth!
The cool air, there is still heat and
I don't use a sheath, and I grit my
teeth, we've definetly got beef!
Swords clash, so fucking fast!
My feet crash, to smash the
photograph in half!
I get cut, it's not much I'll
rip ya'll in half, lets see your stuff!
You're not so tough! You'll get
caught up in the samurai way,
watch out or you'll die by my blade!!

Me and MC

Today, me and MC Stam collaborated to make a mean beat, it's called Steel In the Night.
It's based on a samurai sword battle. Hope you enjoy!

Moving

This sucks. I'm moving to Vancouver from New West, I'm glad I'm leaving some retarded kids in my class & school. Me and MC Stamina are gonna' communicate through posts and emails. Plus, when I move to Vancouver he can come over. But, I'm leaving some important things behind( My favourite pizza place Granada's!). Hopefully, everyting will work out for the best.

Warpath

Warpath

I'm on a warpath, kid's at home playing their warcraft,
those who doubt me, can kiss my ass!
When I drop the bass, it'll whip you in the face,
tell me boy how good does it taste!?
This is my ballad, I'm fresher than a grocery store salad!
I pack a katana with my beretta, I pop a cap with my blood-
letter! This place where we live is always changin', whether
working for the man or rhyme rangin'! Enemies scared for
when this drops, mess with me and yo' ass get popped!
I'm the warpath, always rippin', the system catches me
trippin'. Stuck in a slow daze, stuck in a purple haze,
daily broadcasts keep hordes in a craze! I don't fall for that. It's
the game! Always reppin', usin' rhymes as my main weapon,
phonies keep steppin! Rockin' wit' MC Stam, keepin' crowd's in a slow jam!
I hate it when homies get wank, they act even faker when your shit get's cranked!
When fist and flame get's cast, I'm on the warpath!

My First Post

This is my first post, I'm going to drop the bass and my rhymes and times daily! Peace!