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AJ The Menace -- SWAG AND FLOW --
UNORTHDOX DRAGON: DRAGON DRAGONIST DRAGON DRAGONIST -- DRAGON DRAGONIST -- OCEAN RIP FLOWS: OCEAN RIP FLOWS OMNIVORE; OMNIVERSE: CARNIVOROUS WAS TORTURED BY PLANET PLANT For I AM THE SADDEST SAND: THE SYNTAX OF SYNTAX.. I'm the tortorous demon and devil; semon is reveled I'm a demented spirit gleaming with metal AS THE DEVIL For who is there but the PURPLE SUNSET SUN -- CARNIVOROUS DIETY FOR I AM DIETY: PIETY -- THE PLANT SYSTEM OF ALGORITHM PLANET.. FOR I TORTURED SEERS FOR A BILLION YEARS; BEFORE DYING/DIEING For who is dying but lying? I AM LYING/LIEING LIKE DIEING -- I AM NOT LIEING -- I AM TELLING A LIE - I WILL NEVER DIE// The ArchFIEND -- I am nothing; I am something; DEVIL WEARS PRADA ABRACDABRA! I am nothing// I am something; something; NOTHING; NOTHING; SOMETHING; SOMETHING I am gargoyle tempest; the bars of dying/dieing love; shine above the RED SUN// I'm nothing; something; I CARNVOROUS OF ALPHA DAVID; THE SUNSET SUN; THE SUNSET SUN; THE RED SUN; THE DEATH STAR WAS NEVER YOURS SETTLE SCORE METAL WARS// I'm nothing and something; the devilish horn was nothing; so was you I'm nothing; and something; suffering of eagles and steeples; the suffering of steeples I'm the american eagle; the settle scores of metal swords SEMON DRAWN -- ECHELON -- EON AJ THE MENACE -- I'm the nether dimension; THE FEATHER DIMENSION -- THE FEATHER ASCENSION// THE FEATHER ASCENSION -- THE FEATHER ASCENSION -- THE CARNVIOROUS SINUS INFECTION// PIOUS ASCENSION -- RIGHTEOUS ASCENSION -- KINDNESS ASCENSION -- A FISH'S ASCENSION// I'm the KILLING OF SIRENS AND SEERS WITH THE IRIS OF IDRIS AND SEER; FOR I AM A SEER FROM THE EYES OF STEEPLE CATHEDRAL BESIEGING NEEDLE; SHARP AS A THOUGHT LIKE KILLING OF NEATHEDERALS; I'm "KILLING GULLOTINES' LIKE KILLING GULLOTINES; I'm SOARING THROUGH SKIES; LIKE SUPERMAN AFTER A FUCKING WORKOUT; HAHAHAHA!! The ArchFIEND -- I'm the murderous rapture; the raptor; the raptor; the raptor; THE RAPTOR; THE RAPTOR; THE RAPTOR: THE RAPTOR: THE RAPTOR I'm the RAPTOR; THE RAPTOR: THE RAPTOR: THE RAPTOR; THE RAPTOR I'm killing gullotines like flying gullotines; the smitereen gullotine; I'm killing guollotines like swords of might; course will die like apple PIE AJ The Menace - I'm TORTORUS FLOWS: THE TORTORUS FLOWS: THE TORTOROUS FLOWS: THE TORTOROUS FLOWS// MORTAR STRIKE LIKE MORTAR STRIKE: THE HORSE/HOARSE WILL DIE LIKE OCEAN RIP FLOWS// I'm the NETHER DIMENSION;; A FISH'S ASCENSION: A FISH'S ASCENSION -- A FISH'S ASCENSION// I'm KILLING INVENTIONS LIKE BEAR TRAPS; I'M KILLING INVENTIONS LIKE BEAR TRAPS// I'm NOT A FUCKING CUNT: ZUNT ZUNT ZUNT; ZUNT ZUNT ZUNT// THE SUNSET SUN WAS SOUGHT FROM CREMATION WITH SEDATION -- SEDATION// The ArchFIEND -- I'm KILLING MORSEL SOURCE; THE KILLING MORSEL SOURCE: I'M KILLING MORSEL SOURCE// I'm the systematic morsel like systematic morsel; the killing endorphins// I'm killing endorphins like horsemen headbutting horsemen// I'm killing seas; and the sea breeze; the sea breeze; the sea breeze/ I'm nothing; and something I'm nothing and something.. |
AJ The Menace vs. The ArchFiend --
I'm the MORTAR STRIKE: THE MORTAR STRIKE: I SOUGHT CZAR ZING! CZAR ZING!! CONQUER ROMAN EMPIRE'S WITH A DAGGER: I AM THE DESCENDANT AND ASCENDANT OF LAGGER// I'm the conquer of parasite's; THE PARASITE'S MULTIVERSES TERMITE SLAVES: SLAVERY THE SLAVERY OF TERMITE SLAVES LAST FOR A ZILLION YEARS: THE PARASITE'S CONQUERED EMPIRE'S I AM A TERMITE SLAVE WITH BURNING SLAVERY// MAYBE WHEN I MAKE A MISTAKE I'LL URN MY BRAVERY// The ArchFIEND -- I sought music than sought purtrid; stupid parasite// I conquered music with purtrid music; sought parasite// For parasite was humbled pie; the night/knight in shinning armor/ I conquered platoons and plateaus with the night/knight in shinning armor// For I am the lincoln memorial; the sink of deplorable// I sought music from putrid than *ATE* like the music video// For who are you but the last 2 bars// FUCK YOU// AJ The Menace -- I sought music; FOUND PARADISE; THE AIR/HEIR OF NIGHT/KNIGHT; THE SHARE OF SLICE// A pair of pies for this fucking guy; I am a parasite in paradise; conquering empire's// I sought sire; sought DIRE: I am dire strength; the PARASITE OF HORSEMEN// I CONQUERED HORSEMEN WITH RAGING DRAGONS AND ASCENDED RED WAGONS// I'm the sought of eyes; the multi-verse; I AM A OMNIVERSE// FOR WHITE AND BLACK HAD A HEART ATTACK WHEN MEETING A RAINBOW// The ArchFIEND -- I'm the art of war; the sought of scorn; THE SOUGHT OF SCORN// I'm THE SOUGHT OF SCORN: THE BENEVOLENT HORNS// I'm the BENEVOLENT HORNS: THE AZIATIC of PENMANSHIP'/ THE AZIATIC OF PENMANSHIP'; THE AZIATIC OF PENMANSHIP''// For these are the last two bars; like 4 bars#I"MNOTING// FOR I AM NOTHING AND SOMETHING; I am something// I am something and nothing; the succulent strawberry// I am strawberry KOOL AID: LEMONADE (LEMON AID)// AJ THE MENACE -- I SOUGHT SCORN: I HAVE ADAM AND EVE WITH ELEPHANT STOMP// THE CELEBAITE FUCK: HAD A CELIBATE FUCK: THE HELLISH SUN// I'm the taunting and haunting of the ARCHFIEND; CARVE NICHE''// POP STICKS LIKE SCOOTERS THAN POP WHIPS LIKE DRIVE BYS// For I am nothing and something; the solemn of the rapture// I am nothing and something; THE RAVENOUS RAPTOR: RAPTURE// The ArchFiend -- I'm the sought music; the concubine music; the solemn of the rapture// I'm the solemn of the rapture; the adapter// I conquered platoons and plateas of night/knight angel// I'm the night/knight angel; the light angel// I'm the sought of scorn; the BENEVOLENT HORNS// THE CELIBATE FUCK WAS SUCCULENT SUN// For I am evertyhing and nothing; the succulent sun// THE SUCCULENT SUN; RUMMAGGING ONE: THE SUCCULENT SUN// AJ The Menace -- I'm the archipelago seas; the disease of the rapture; the raptor// I'm the raptor; the rapture; THE SEAS OF CHANGE: THE SEAS OF CHANGE// I'm the archipelago seas; THE SEAS OF CHANGE: OCEAN WAVES// DEVOTION WAVES: POTION REIGN/RAIN LIKE THE OCEANS' SOAKEN WET/ For I am the demter of reason; the besiger of greed// I KILLED THE SHARP GREEN GRASS; THAT WAS ADAM AND EVE// The ArchFIEND -- I'm a conniving fox; that JEDI MOCK; LIKE SPOCK// I Killed your IQ with the serious theory; which was true// I'm killing demeter's reason; the intrigue of season// In the night in shinning armor I KILLED KARMA// I'm the death of brigade; the death of the waves// I'm the night/knight in shinning armor; the primal rage// I'm the night/knight in shinning armor; the blinded karma// INFINITE RAGE LIKE STIFF IN A CAGE; I'm the primal rage// AJ THE MENACE -- I'm toting automatics; like bombing spastic; CONQUER REGIMES// OPULENT SOVERIGN SHIEK: POPULACE ZING! POPULACE KING! I conquer regimes with populace shiek; I am the prostrated ZING!?/ I KILLED ZILLIONG OF ANGELS AND DEMONS: A HALO IS SCREAMING// I'm conquering towns and cityscapes; GRIFFINS SCRAPE THE LANDSCAPE// I CONQUERED THE ISAAC WHICH WAS SACRIFICIED TO ABRHAHAM// The ArchFIEND -- I conquered the aziatic; the bombing spastic; the bombing spastic; the bombing spastic// I CONQUERED AZIATIC; with bombing spastics; bombing spastics// I conquered mathamatics; MOS DEF PIECE OF SHIT// I KILLED ZILLIONS OF ANGELS AND DEMONS WITH A HALO IS SCREAMING// I CONQUERED PLATOONS AND PLATEAUS OF GREECE AND MICE// I KILLED A ZILLION SOLDIERS WITH ASIAN LIGHT// AJ The Menace -- I'm toting autmatics; bombing spastic; SERENE ZING! I CONQUERED PLATOOONS// SOUGHT SOON: SOUGHT JUNE: BORN ON OCTOBER 26,1995 -- the DIVINE CHRIST// I SOUGHT OCEAN FLOWS FROM THE SUN: BURNED THE RAGEOUS OCEANS TO A CRISP// FOR I AM RIPPED LIKE A FUCKING TRICERATOPS WORKING OUT FROM HIS SPOUT// FOR I SPEW WATER NAUGHT PESTILENCE: THE SLAUGHTER OF THE RESIDENT// I AM A PRESIDENT: THE ASCENDANT AND DESCENDANT OF ABHARHAM// FOR I GO HAM LIKE *CUTTING THE CHEESE* -- A KNIFE SLICING THE HOTTEST THING SINCE SLICED BREAD -- MY BREATH// FOR I SOUGHT SCORN FROM BENEVOLENT HORNS; THAN SOUGHT MALVOLENT HORNS// THE ARCHFIEND -- I SOUGHT MALVOLENT HORNS THAN SOUGHT THE DEVIL; THE DEVIL'S WEARS PRADA// I sought de nada; I SOUGHT THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING: AND BUILDING// FOR I AM 911; I SOUGHT SCORN: THAN SOUGHT HORNS// I CAUGHT HORNS; I CAUGHT SCORN: I CAUGHT Horns// I CAUGHT HORNS; I CAUGHT SCORN: I AM BENEVOLENT BREAD// I SAID 4 more bars like head// I SAID I'm *DEAD*// I'm the scorn of livable life// I said I am the height of height// |
KEVORKIAN vs. Sini.
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You’re walking a fine line, rock the boat and you will be capsized.
‘Cause with his bars, I don’t ‘see any original Sin’, I got the whole community baptized. And still if ‘Cog’s mob comes around, I’m getting rid of Sin’s like a parish priest. I’ll ‘burn Sina’ with lines’ like he committed heresy. He Raps like an insane zealot, so he’ll get part of the tools flame. ‘The stick sends a round to this screwball’ like the start of a pool game. I’ll fucking ‘shoot 8’ then this foe is done. I’ll make sure to ‘put the 9 in my pocket’ so you know that Dope just won. I’ll be cold n blunt, consider stopping, you rather should. Because the definition of Sin’ literally is a lack of good. DMS is offline Add to DMS's Reputation Report Post Old 02-01-2019, 02:54 PM #4 Sinacog R.Killsbury 3000 Sinacog's Avatar Join Date: Dec 2018 Posts: 2,299 Battle Record: 4-25 Rep Power: 8129214 Sinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant futureSinacog has a brilliant future Default You don't get vagina; I got the apple juice..you got the floopie, queering kid Your bars are like your sex life; if you 'make a splash on the net'..you're probably not getting pussy, period When it comes to your raps; I have to 'give you Cred' your a loser, idol When it comes to rhymes; you have 'no bars'..like a unicycle.. Yeah I watch anime; and my sword will slice this whore twice You think your giving out 1000 cuts? But I'll give you more 'Death Notes' than Ryuk being bored twice Your 20 years old? No wonder I'm about to slice you in duels At the end of 'Engine's All Go' the Mystery is why your parents don't drag you from a car to your school.. Angels love me; they tell me they love my bars with my words mate Funny, how I haven't used 'one name flip' but this blasphemous idiot would probably 'flip shit for Sin' in the first place... Lol...niice.. |
I spit flames that'll jet this fairy, you're about as scary as red canaries
If a bitch ever gave suffering (Su' Fur Ring) she broke up with him when they were getting married I'm discerning you with game, to the point of no return this kid's lame you haven't urned any wins, I'm killing you 'without any dirt' when I burn you with flames I shot the nine stupid, I have concubine music If you take the piss and stall for a kill, I'll shoot the pole - like a columbine student I'm setting to conquer, against me/ you best be getting a doctor After this battle, they'll be 'more red on my hands' than a professional boxer I'm exceeding your life, with one knife, I'll appease with a strike I'm a christian, God is my rock; but I'll kill this dinosaur with a meteorite I'm a ruthless with the schism, I'll leave you toothless with the rhythm This kid is so dumb, when I say a parable; it confuses him like a riddle I'm exceeding this queer, on this site? you're never being revered Face it - on 'wax your wack' like crazy people cleaning their ears I have June fate, I'll leave you moved with a blue mace Trust me/ the mini rocket will shoot for the sky - and leave you with a moon face/ Done! Sinacog is offline Add to Sinacog's Reputation Report Post Old 02-15-2019, 07:48 PM #3 Suthaveli Prayers won't help. Suthaveli's Avatar Join Date: Nov 2013 Location: Baltimore, Md Posts: 851 Battle Record: 7-9 Rep Power: 16534021 Suthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant futureSuthaveli has a brilliant future Default Wrote on the plane. Look. Obv beyond ur level. don't think u understand the strength I'm holding Lemme explain so u'd understand: I've trained in 100x gravity wearing weighted clothing Haven't done this in over a yr but do know what follows. U fold w. hollows Unfortunately this gold will just go over your head... & da halo is sho ta follow Get shanked by many shivs. Hit plenty ribs & let da shots end em Turn u into a BeyBlade- Cutters sticking out ya side while da piece leave ya top spinning it's just this simple: U & team try ta ride on me, putting tecs to windows.. & have ya bodies drop from da whip one at a time, nigga. The Jetsons intro Pussy, U weren't born ta arm snap. Disfiguring members, torn, & all that Snakes like you dissapear durning ya matchups. You'z Reptile from Mortal Kombat Ur'a hot fail & I'm da shit. But you don't need ta hear my hot sale I'll just bottle all this flame up & throw it at cha, dummy. Thas a Molotov cocktail |
Sinacog vs. Sini
I'm killing every OPPONENET with sword components and lords of grasshoppers with GASSED BONKERS and trash loggers; I'm open with more swords than ''cutting a sword OPEN'' propane cocaine dealer like LORD POTENCE; killed biggie smalls with big pun for being too '''TALL'' when their fat/phat so they BLUDGEONED with a ''GAT' to the back like RATI TAT TAT;; I'm carnivorous carbine; MOSH PITT MOSS PITT doctor with rhymes out the ass like ''I'M THE SHIT'' split emcee's in half with a boomerang; SHOOTING STANS with gas masks and terroists heroine syringes; binges and bitches with snitches; FINDING DEAD BITCHES in ditches; I'm more calm in war than ''PEACE/PIECE'' like PEACE//PIECE'' *SIGN* somethings coming like '"WAR AND PEACE'' espically when I GRAB MY piece and end PEACE like ''PEACE'' and I eat a pIZZA PIE from the fucking sky' I'm not fucking shy' a SOCIAL BUTTERFLY that bludgoned SKIES with ember and empyrean skies; I'm the demon of the church;; the semon in your jerk'' the beaming in your work; I'm killing cocaine dealers; propane dealers; seers jerk off to my face; like I'm a fucking disgrace' i ate MC's with third degree burns form the PURGERY; I HURT EMCEE's; burn emcee's to the third degree! I'd split your cabbage open, feats on your fears like it's savage season, split your voice box... As you struggle to ask me for what reason, rusty chainsaws, yeah that twister deep to server tendons clean, make that cranium leak, press the brain box and record this... flood your veins with poison, IV drip your dreams.... You Wildfires? Bitch I start infernos like a ghost riders script, penance scare you to PTSD till you quit the scene put hoes on you, they'd ask Diddy.... Play it back, I said I'd put holes in you they'd ask did he? Did he what? lyrically dissect your pride Taxidermy your corpse— this shits sounds funeral ish like a sound bary all, emcees alike spesh biggie kila wannabee can’t fantom such disrespect? As I raise the dead, fattest corpse ready for revenge, bring the wrath CruciFIX your fate—swing the axe, feel the aftermath Kan’t comprehend the force I yield, YE’s bipolar’s a breeze how I tornado ill.... #Slashy Burning pigs alive like slaughter house slogan, fvck rebuttals it's over COME/CUM test my wit' like PORNSTAR SCENES.. corn bar means.. it's time to die like APPLE PIE; no-one can beat me.. I'm the SUN.. great puns..eat suns,, depelte nones/nuns like their nothing sucking my cock.. bucking shots.. fucking bots in their description of terminator science is my samurai sword to START VIOLENCE.. ultraviolet sun skins.. i skinned stars enough for ''ASTRONOMY''' quantum physics;; optic mystic counting digits of fucking bitches;; i attack lions and tigers with ms13 guns; i killed more ''TERROISTS'' than plane crashes; I'm ''INSANE MAGGOTS'' propane scratches;; COCAINE crack kid;; with WAYNE match sticks; great happens when this MC burns MC's to the third degree'' ;; it must 10 billion degrees; and that's still not enoigh the ''FLAME ME;; I'm the cocaine sea/see;; I'm ;;crack like a plumber;; bunch of numbers eat MC'' like plummet bludgoned;; the dungeon dragon; fucking stagnant; a bunch of faggots working me in a session; till i show agression like recollection of the ninth dimension;; fight detention; nice inventions like atomic bombs from comic con and light reflections;; I'm SINACOG; i killed the architect with bubonic swords and iron lords will slashed my accord.. I be steppin to sina COG, this punk about to disappear into a FOG, this dude talkin PORN, he about to wish he wasn't BORN/BOURNE on this dude, pistol WHIP, don't TRIP 'bout to empty my CLIP into his ABDOMINAL, i'm PHENOMENAL just hear my RHYMES, have him hanging from chains like wind CHIMES, he be talking about movies and INSTANCES, he don't understand the DIFFERENCES when it comes to real LIFE and FICTION, just ask ya WIFE who i have my DICK-IN, she needs a real MAN, be kickin' yo ass like Jackie CHAN, you don't leave SCRATCHES on me, i'm cookin you dude, call me a baker because i make you in BATCHES, you best keep your door LOCKED and invest in LATCHES, i'm strong and durable like metal just call me an ELEMENT, i'm large and heavy, burying you under my feet like an ELEPHANT so now tell me who WON, i'm barely going all OUT on this ONE, this dude is a one and DONE, i'm hyped up like a mike tyson BOUT, don't talk to me about DRUGS and the HUSTLE, i be SQUASHING you under my feet like BUGS, this is a TUSSLE, so much BLOOD that i can't be WASHING it, so i'll dispose you and be DONE, buried you deep under concrete and MUD that must weigh a TONNE, so let's leave it be and i'll nip this in the BUD! I'm EATING TARANTULAS; depleting the marksman bust; CUS' CAUSE AVALANCHES''; brandish cuts; standard dutch; I'm the ultraviolet twist; the death of syndicates with predicicate and suffix; BUST NUGGETS with magnums; bred YUM< get some EGG NOGG and it's over; I kill the microphone and opponents BUST; I'm the TRIAGULAR PRISM; bold wisdom; and ALGORITHM sound digits; pound CRICKETS AND FOUND SNIPPETS; I SHOOT SNIPER RIFLES; HYPER EYEFUL; TONGUE KISSING EFFIEL TOWERS IN THE CRUSTACEAN; BUST ASIANS WITH SLANTED SWORDS AND KNIVES: OF COURSE WE'll DIE LIKE APPLE PIE; BODEST KNIFE; come through blind with ALGORITHMS AND DISTRICT DIGITS; I bust matics; AND BREAK THE ILLMATIC DISK/DISC WITH FLOURESCENT FLOWS: BOWS AND ARROWS FOR THE IRIDESCENT GLOW; peasent's knows; I'm ENGLISH IN THE FLESH: I SPIT DEMIGOD ENGLISH THAT TURNS PIG LATIN TO BACON; I AM ASIAN AND MEXICAN AND HEBREW AND I CHEW FOOD FROM THE GET GO LIKE ''HELLO''; I AM A COMPUTER BOT; super SOUGHT; the SUPER DROP; I'm a computer radar; CHOOSING 8 BAR? CHOOSE a 16 and I'll spit 16 bullets; 16 BULLETS; 16 bullets' i am the undertaker of rhyming; bludgoned fake nerds with timing; come and taste words with rhyming; and I'LL BUST MORE MATICS THAN ILL-MATIC!.. I’m a real SICKO with the sawed off butt stock fracture skulls when I crack ya shit nd get combative..Ill kick down the door and run in his house bet this bitch’ll panic..Pistol whip his ass, and ASTHMA walks in give the bitch a blast, ain’t even see it coming- she was at a DISADVANTAGE.. and I ain’t even CATCH no feelings over that guess I’m ASYMPTOMATIC..He’s a soft bitch could never be a MEMBER OF THE MOB..Was thinking if I up sticks and a JEW'LL drop that’ll be the end of a KEBOB..I was mad how much he CAPS wanted to putta end to his FACADE…but He only CAPS when in the PRESENCE OF A GOD..I can bring the HEAT to this synagog without the FURNACE..And put a HOLE in’em too without the PERMITS. Grab the p90 up it and BLAST.. givem BIG BLOWS chopper PICK'EM UP like the number one DRAFT.. Glock BLOW out his brains make his ATTENTION SPAN THE WHOLE ROOM like he was STANDING IN FRONT OF THE CLASS.. get ANY IDEAS, n’ this BABY DRAKE’ HONESTLY NEVER MIND cuz we damn thuggn ..I’m SENDING SHOTS & TRACER ROUNDS he get a PAINT and SIP when the SHOT BLASt BRUSH'EM..This dude bouta get ATE BY 12 ain’t talking caskets talking bout his last supper. |
I'm a '''JACK IN THE BOX''' I've ''SPRUNG'' into ''ACTION'' to ''COMMIT HOMICIDE''; I'm Osama Bin Laden; I put the 'BOMB INSIDE'; I'm ''GENOCIDE''; I killed a ''zillion angels'' with a ''DEMON'' CLAW; I'm the ''LORD of DEMONS'' I killed ''SCORCHING'' ''BLACK NIGGER'' LEGIONS; I'm the ''ARCH ANGEL LUCIFIER'' ''BARS TANGLE'' with the ''ARCH RAINBOW'' ''LUGEUR MANEVEUR BURST'' I'm the ''ARCH ANGEL GABRIEL'' I killed ''a zillion LEGIONS of ANGELS and DEMONS'' I MURDERED ''GALACTUS'' with a ''SPIKED BAT'' than ''SPAT'' in the ''FACE'' of the ''HUMAN RACE'' I'm the ''ARCH ANGEL ANDREW'' I killed a zillion angels and demons; I'm the ''BLASPHEMOUS'' ''DRAGON'' ''PEN'' I killed ''DANIEL'' in the ''LION'S DEN'' with ''***TUS'' ''PHLEGM'' I'm the invisible serpentine from the ''ARCHETYPE OF WAR'' I'm the ''demi-god'' from the ''FROLIC NIGHT OF SWORDS'' I'm the ''GENOCIDE'' of ''ALIENS'' I'm the ''DEMONIC DRAGON'' that ''KILLED" the ''DEMI-GOD FROM HELL'' I'm Lucifer the ''ARCH ANGEL'' I killed a ''THOUSAND'' SMILEY ''FACES'' I am the ''SOUND OF RA'' I'm the ''ARCH ANGEL'' DEVIL'S HORNS; I'm the ''ARCH ANGEL ANDREW'' I'm the ''ZILLION ANGELS" that were ''KILLED'' I am the ''LEGION'' of ''ANGELS''; I am the ''DEVIL'S'' HORNS; I am the ''ARCH ANGEL GABRIEL'' I am the ''PLANET'' of ''ALIENS''; I am the ''DEMON FROM HELL'' I am the demon ''ARCH ANGEL ANDREW'' I am the ''JACKHAMMER'' that 'SMASHED'' ''PLANET''; I am the ''DEMON OF ANGELS'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL ANDREW'' I am the ''DEMON FROM PLANET EARTH'' I am the ''DEMON FROM HELL'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL GABRIEL''; I am *THE DEMON FROM HELL* I am the 'DRAGON PSYCHIC DEMON THAT KILLED ARCH ANGEL LUCIFER; MASTURBATED A PLANET OF ALIENS; ''JACK HAMMERED'' ''PONTIUS PILATE'' THAN MURDRED ''JESUS CHRIST" WITH A ''JACKHAMMER BLADE'' I am the 'ARCH ANGEL ANDREW'' I am the **DEMI-GOD FROM HELL** I KILLED ''THE ARCH ANGEL LUCIFER'' I am the ''DEVIL FROM the DEMI-GOD HELL'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL LUCIFER'' I am the ''SENTIMENT OF EVIL'' I am the ''SENTIMENT OF EVIL'' and the 'SENTIMENT OF RASH'' I am the ''SENTIMENT OF RASH'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL GABRIEL'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL LUCIFER'' I killed a zillion ''angels and demons'' with ''SCIMITARS AND BLADES'' ''ARMED WITH ABRASION'' I AM THE ''STAR OF DAVID'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL GABRIEL'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL LUCIFER"' ''STAR OF PRAYING'' I AM ''THE STAR OF PRAYING'' I am the ''THE STAR OF PRAYING'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL GABRIEL'' I am the ''ARCH ANGEL LUCIFER''' I killed the ''STAFF OF MOSES'' with ''SERPENTINE TONGUE LASHING''
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AJ The Menace -
Monarch rules assertively? I'm the dominant with verses please; the constant of the words of peace! I'm the impossible with verbs and free's; the dominant of hearses please; you're 'nothing' like words and free's! I'm the impossible bible burster; the disciple of words and burster; the idle of words and lancer! I'm the verbal lancer; the discern of the urn of animal; the burn of animal; you're 'nothing' like the burn of animals!!// I'm the urn of animals; the burn of animals; I'm the disciple of animals; the chapel of animals! I'm the apple of animals; the tiger and lion of animals; the iris of animals; I'm the island of animals! I'm the verbal lancer; I'm the verbal lancer; I'm the urn of lancer; I'm the burning of animals!!// I'm the urn of animals; I'm the space war of star wars; I'm the space war of Star Station// I'm the art of w(r)ap; I'm the art of w(r)ap; I'm the art of w(r)ap; I'm the burning of animals// I'm churning of animals; the burning of animals; I'm the burning of animals; the burning of animals! I'm the statement of czars; I'm the statement of czars; the statement of czars; I'm the statement of czars!! I'm the statement of czars; I'm the statement of czars; I'm the abrasions' of space station of space patient/patience// I'm the order of the phoenix; the order of the dragon; I'm the order of the dagger of wagons I'm the animal of wagon; I'm the animal of wagon; I'm the animal of wagon; I'm the animal of dagger! I'm the animalistic of the sinful death/depth; I'm the animalistic depth/death; I'm the satanic ritual! I'm the patient satanic ritual; I'm patient satanic ritual; I'm the habitual ritual; I'm the killing of sinful death/depth!! I'm the animals of death/depth; I'm the animals of depth/death; I'm the animals of solar flare! I'm the animals of solar flare; I'm the animals of solar flare; I'm a super sayain; YOU"RE NOTHING!! I'm the animals of death/depth; I'm the animals of death/depth; I'm the animals of death/depth; I'm animalistic death/depth!!! I'm the animals of death/depth; I'm the animals of death/depth; I'm the animals of death/depth; I'm the animals of death/depth!! Revolution..or THAT OTHER BITCH.. |
I'm the monarch rules assertively! The cosmic burst of certainty; I'm the autumn burn of misery!
I'm the awesome burst of imagery; the chronicle of ripping seas'; I'm the impossible of learning seas'! I'm the impossible of learning seas'; I'm the autumn learn of learning seas'; I'm the chronicle of learning seas'! I'm the awesome of learning seas'; I'm the talking of learning seas'; I'm the impossible of learning seas'; I'm the impossible of learning seas'!! I'm the impossible of learning seas'; you're a stupid purple fucking' dragon; a stupid fucking' purple dragon! You're a stupid fucking' purple dragon; you're a stupid fucking' purple dragon; you're a stupid fucking' purple dragon; you're a stupid fucking' purple dragon!! You're a stupid fucking' purple dragon! I'll SMASH you to atoms and molecules; the slaughter of lots of jewls! I'm the slaughter of lots of duels! I'm the MATHMATICS of WORDS AND NUMBERS: You're NOTHING'!! I'm the apocalyptic seas'; I'm the apocalyptic seas'; I'm the apocalyptic seas'; I'm the apocalyptic seas'!! I'm the apocalyptic seas; I'm the apocalyptic seas'; I'm the sonnet of the sea; I'm the impossible of sea'!! I'm the splendor sonnet sea'; I'm the splendor sonnet sea'; I'm the sonnet splendor sea'! I'm the sonnet splendor sea'!! You're a stupid purple dragon; you're tongue has 'LEARNED THE DAGGER'!! I'm the sunshine of light; I'm the sunshine of light; I'm the sunshine of light; I'm the sunshine of light! I'm the moon shine of light; I'm the moon shine of light; I'm the sea of splendor; ''COLDER THAN THE SEA DECEMBER'' I'm the splendor of seas' and seas'; I'm the splendor of seas of seas'; I'm the december white! I'm the remember night; I slaughtered the purple dragon in the ''DECEMBER SKY''!! |
Walking into the gym, the inherent rush
Overcomes as I’m drunk on the sweat and blood Fighters bounce on their toes with the weight of a feather The heavy bag swings, more duct tape than leather It’s not all nostalgia when the gloves are off It wasn't every day that my father would love his job We were the hidden family that he chose to hide And everything seemingly changed just overnight He came home, hurt, and started losing his head With wounds so deep that Vaseline couldn’t protect He flipped tables and broke lamps, I was fearful in his presence Smashing mirrors to avoid ever seeing his reflections Cursing both the serpent and himself for heeding the advice Eyebrow bleeding at the side, knuckles red raw, steeping them in ice At the time I was confused, why enter the home in such a venomous tone Newspapers wrote, he turned friend to a foe, street fighting his mentor and coach Stories entwined with lies and I just wanted the truth Why he followed the group spearheaded by George Washington Duke From that point, it all changed, it was the trouble and pressure What happens to a paper champ who’s always under the weather? See when I was young, I’d see my dad take the easy path and I’ve got to know What unfolds if pops had chose to stick it out on the rocky road? And now I’m here, I feel the air, the fact is this is home My heart beating in rhythm with the slapping skipping ropes It’s been about 6 years since he died, I used to come with dad It feels only like yesterday that I last heard the mitts as they scuff the pads I could have been big, a superstar which lived the dream And now that sport has chosen to follow a different creed The news broke, this kid has it all and even fights with his dad’s camp Trained by the man that my father had decided to back-stab A family hidden from the media? More like the forgotten one No one cares about the unwanted son of heavyweight champion Tommy Gunn. Sinacog is offline Add to Sinacog's Reputation Report Post Reply With Quote Multi-Quote This Message Quick reply to this message |
Hard at rest are the inner workings of a mess,
A cest pool boiling the inner stomach of success, So hungry to taste the flesh, chomping at the bit, To break away a lifetime dedication to his list, A skit well rehearsed in the darkness of this pit, That's been fought off for years to protect the outer bliss, Your ignorance is thick, shaped & molded to the form, Their hands use tricks in attempts to mend the storm, The scorn lay torn, bruised and battered from before, Taking beatings from the righteous; heightened senses from the core, A family thorn in the side eats away at the tree, Tries at the minds that cemented a legacy, The steps we left behind paved a way for generations, Your inner sanctions can't be tied to the start of fumigations, But I'm anxious!!! Life I live has only been to help the needs of others, Security blankets for those in desperate need of covers, Discovering the love induced by those you've bettered, Trying to reduce ties to evil that you've severed, But to think that I was clever, I guess I never stood a chance, Trying to find the cracks when walking through the devils hands, Face to face and hand in hand, the demon pawns are plenty, Trying to escape a fate so unfortunate to many, Yet to my surprise a sweaty palm can hold on tight! Is it true a prize from demons heavily outweighs the angels might? The birth of brand new sights! Despite the fight I waged inside the demons woke to stay, My heart has spoken in whisper has chosen, to come outside n play, Now the faces so use to me coming in their defense, Have eyes wide shut in the presence of my descent, But in a sense did they always see it coming? Or was Vision fine with eyes to blind to see something so stunning? The blood keeps running over faces terror stricken, The kids hear shouts of run away hide, But they only stare & don't listen, One by one I've rolled the blade across the young, To sacrifice for a demon that has yet to fucking come! The real has opened up! The power that was promised has yet to be awakened, How could a demon lie to me, after all that I've forsaken! Or was I just mistaken? Was the demon even there? Or did I scare myself to crazy? Beliefs that were never beared, Was a sleeping giant now awake on a truth that never was? Or did the world around slowly create this hellish buzz? Either way I'm proud to say I'm now awake outside! A serial killer made from the 'demon' that was asleep |
There's a river where my mother was murdered and left for dead -
where the fish nibbled her body 'til the blood wasn't as red... brown stains on the rocks, too exhausted to run again... I was just hiding inside a log that was up and around the bend. men surrounded her carcass...one yelled to the other, "FIND HIM!" I could see it was me they wanted; dogs barked as he jogged behind 'em. heart pulsing, stomach was climbin'...pleasant day - but I was tired... emotionally distraught; my mama's gone and I was cryin'... we were just mindin' our own, walkin' the rocks we always did papa had gone to hunt... me and mom took the day to fish.. Thunder crash...no muzzle flash, I must've been lookin' away from them, I couldn't see where it came from, mom stepped until her face was in - directly touching the riverbed...nose inside of the pebbles, red swirls inside my reflection when I tried to bend to her level I was growling with pain and misery, more thunder; the rocks went skittering I wanted to fight for her, but flight was all that was gripping me.. running was breaking free, and I found that hollowed out stump... I jumped inside, I was just hiding...and I could smell the aroma of skunk men were rifling through the trees, their rifles cradled in a hug, I heard an angry one say the words, "They go for $8,000 a cub..." Mama laid there bleeding, my heart screaming, papa is gone... remembering the hole I saw in her head, how the look of her steps was wrong I'd never forget the fall on a summer day... it felt nightmarishly long the skunk ran in the open and everything went slow motion - anxiety for the dogs. because they tracked me to that rodent...but then they made it spray... as the men shouted at their hounds...their hands waved in dismay. I laid there for days... When I finally left my post? It wasn't much of her left... The men had left her to rot - the vultures got at her best. I didn't get to say bye...and those men don't think I care, they just wanted me for their circus...I woulda hated it there I simply sat and I stared - her splattered brain on the rocks, I just wanted so bad to walk away with my mom... summer sun on my fur... salmon caught in my jaw... now I'm going down river all alone as I walk, scared of everything, skittish, from the hope that I've lost. dreams of kisses, sleepy cuddles, things a mama bear does, but they made a boy a man when they got me to run. |
...Mate?
Every chance has been ruined - that's done, 'cause if she knew what movement maybe she'd have one. She's slaving so damn much that it takes a toll on her plans, but she keeps going in hopes of knowing why her heart is blinded when she's so close to finding a way to escape without a tragic fate. There's no laughter greater in victory and no greater history than the game in itself. The shine of her throne glistens and every night she's alone Trying to grow fond of a mission while every knight is a drone With the plight that she's known, she assumes the position It's her place to brew competition in the cruelest conditions A pawn wishes to visit her without knowing the power in leer And as she nears he quakes there as every hour brings fear It's sour in here, the wrath of a lady that never speaks loudly Will present the past and ruin your future in a blink, proudly The ink on her cardboard base is decoration on a warground Every nation's at war and the racist game is on a board now And she's shown she will make you regret it...prior to trying This isn't reel, but it's not hollywood - this tiger's for striking It's a bad mistake, such a classic trait the way the magic breaks down a game in more ways than one. She's portrayed as sun, but her radiance, once blackened, happens to ruin the fun as if to prove that it's done and over. The board is sober, but in a drunken state we know the order and the rules don't apply to her majesty as she moves where she'd like in capacity with squares and that is seen as fair. Such an epic persona is never in question with those that Know more and show it, so she hopes status holds back With no need of it, she goes to her bishop to pray and hide While she quickly takes her life in stride to display a fight Everyday brings blight, nobody hits faster or looks to scower When she hooks to power, it'll breach the rooks and towers Whether they drain forever, today holds the strangest weather Nothing, but showers are left as sky and lady rain together It's chaos, plain and simple, death covers a checkered flat Expect to have no chance when life comes to collect stats There's one last move - and such will can't be saving the dame This queen couldn't find a mate until she was playing the game A beauitful disaster is usually faster than the way this mutiny has cast it's shadow over the gallows of every free man's mantle. She wanted to love, but never could, and instead of good, came evil from every nook and niche in her shook mind. I guess, it's sane and safe to say, she was also bored, but all aboard the train of life cause it's moving and she can't afford to miss it again. Check...Mate! |
I'm reigning with a thrust, i have the fire in my heart, spitting propane at your lust
in vain you will be dust..i have 'yo yo on my string theory' so when he raps..he'll spontaneously combust my morality exceed your grounds, here's a quick listen to death..i'll bury you in the seeping sounds my sinister grin awoke your creeping frown, you're slow as hell..while I'm a speed demon..I'm light years ahead of the speed of sound my shroud will take out this boy's glory, i have a angel's harp, while your voice bores me I'm like a conniving blacksmith, I'll destroy more keys, my pistols will shock you; i have a 'buzz kill' for your toy story i leave a permanent scar, i stab sharpies; you'll hear silent screams like mad harpies my katana will leave you with a sad marking; i'm a spanish hitler, my 'one man army swiss army knife' will kill your rap army I'm hope in galore; with my death threats and jack gestures; i provoke with remorse i'll put my nose to your corpse, I'm as deadly as the tekken fighter, when Yoshimitsu (Yo she Met Su') the bitch was met with the throat of a sword I'm rhyming prudent, rhyming nuisance, I'll destroy this fruit with lightning prudence you can't see me, my iris lucid, I'll off this 'old whig' with twin pistols like defying the laws of physics and killing Isaac Newton I'm a killer like ted bundy, i have sodom and gommorah for this butt buddy you're not a real mc, this dud's ugly, you're just a 'substitute for crash' like a stunt dummy I'm ready, looky; I kill vets like a black cat when i'm set as rookie i have deadly hooks, sea, you're just 'aye,yo' while I'm 'Master Yoshi' (Master Yo She) like the king of getting pussy.. I'll turn this crooked thief to confetti; I'm in your dreams as nightmares' looking as a freedy i'll get pussy when I'm ready, you couldn't get 'pussy in your dreams' i'm a 'seer with a spirit finger' like Yusuke Uremeshi.. I'm the spanish hitler..i broke jews with manic thrawls, yet I'm a christian, quote jew in havoc war zone groups in lavish score, you're out of your element, in my battlefield..i'll 'kill this green alien' like goku in dragonball.. vs. resurrect ur moral code to horrid scopes until ur focus cannot abound as i carve a cove.............................now see how stupid u sound? i'm confused as hell, u posted a bunch of random shit from the alpha-bet so i beta throw the book at this guy cuz that bullshit i doubt gets read who the hell is u, a weird nigga who calls himself a baby ass fox nigga, that spit was dribble, looks like your parents gave u rabies n pox no ammo nigga, we'll send goons to end ya journey, the path u on is stale cuz ur slugs get a-salted repeatedly, we been sent death on ur trail no way u beat'n me, damn, ur self-awareness has absolutely no hope clearly u on a lot of shit, nigga, and u still don't know how to get dope talk'n bout magic n swords n shit, so u gonna send our souls to hell, huh? i don't doubt it, since ur verse looks like a spell from the Legend of Zelda but i feel bad for u, u seem to act like a ho in every forum, that's tough in Open Mic u suck, and in the Front Lines and LLL, nigga, ur fuk'd dude, ur concepts seem hammered, please find another trade... like tomorrow line construction so shakey, each week u literally drop another level me and u in the same sentence? oh hell no, i took feedback from peers but all this feedback u got, and still u stayed consistently wack for years? no doubt ur mental is lame, i'm not sure u'll ever elevate in this game u got no Clue, niggas murder u, we candle stick a wrench in your brain |
I'm rhyming lavishly..justice demands tax..I'm rhyming casually
I'm rhyming magically..lines of magic glee..if 'Bos fucks me over'.. it's his final fantasy.. I'm sin with words..I'm Zion..bitch hit the curb I diminish curse, whipped with slurs..forget 'taking this average joe to school'..I'm taking him to work..(I'LL GIVE YOU THIS WORK! LOL) I'm a essence play; coalescent roaming peasant omnipresent souls of message slay Show the enders game...I'll hit 'Bos with a spinning kick'...like Jin at the end of Tekken Game...(KO!) Devour your essence...I'm Zion...a mountain of weapons...fountain of heaven I have the power of message...and I'll 'pile drive you from the towers of 911'... Finish HIM... Defeat kids with elite wit'...serene whim..and serene mystic sin.. you're so poor..if you were the rat in ratatouille...you'd eat shit... JUST KIDDING ABOUT THE LAST FINISH HIM!! NOW! FINISH HIM!! I'm flowing well... flow compels the oceans shell.. you're such a wack heathen...if you'd devoured the '11th plague of egypt'..you'd go to hell.. FROM ZION!! GOOD LUCK NOOB!! LOL!! Right hand make his mouth leak, he’ll be lying if he’s not opposed to weak The way I’ll leave his life in Jeopardy, they won’t give a fuck about James Holzhauers win streak Think before you speak, those soft words are no fucking threat Beat your ass snatch your Juls or I can bring you smoke equivalent to 20 cigarettes His Chick tells me behind those ears are wet, during sex he fucks the wrong hole Now whenever she leaves your balls blue jacket, while I shoot in her quick like a Columbus playoff goal 5 losses taking a toll on you, been told ya those forced multis are disappointing Lines are such a fucking drag, we rather watch you die from illegal street racing Pacing back n forth for a dub, called me scrub even whack at personal stabs Zodiac signs are just a Cancer I’m just hoping one day he catches Crabs I can follow from a jab to knock you out, or just shoot until I see the blood poor Deadly weapons are my character you’re gonna be fucking asking what the Toy Story 4 When it comes to microphones? I slay ploy dummys! I'm making a mockery of you guys! Ain't boy funny! I'll grab the tech, taste noise, dunnys! The 'magazine will make you strip' have you dogs looking like playboy bunnys! I strike like thunder, but you guys don't roll with flare! I'm a wizard with a magic wand that'll send your souls to air! My soul is rare, and like soccer my goal will snare! Ya'll dummys, ya'll couldn't have 'a bright future' if I hit you with a solar flare! In duels of penmanship? My sword will take lives! I'm scorching with flames, my accord will flame guys! The force of this sword will rain knives! I'll 'hit Joe with a Cobra strike' like Storm Shadow in war with snake eyes! My flow is like oceans, I rock with seas marking! Ya'll couldn't 'sell dope' with a dock and plea bargin! My slang will rock your weak jargon! This mexican don't respect Joe, I'll 'piss brown liquid on Boston' like the Boston Tea Party! In this duel, this is a clash of stars! But I'm turning you 'pale men blue' like the movie avatar! Your drive to succeed will make you crash your car! Skurj has the most 'ReTaRDed NaMe I've ever seen' to match his bars! I'm a dragon that consumes flames! I'm Sinning, and this is world domination; this is doomsday! My punches will leave you with a blue face! I'm giving it to 'you straight' ya'll are so crooked; ya'll came out the womb gay! BARS! Don't get it don't vote! 12 Their bitches left them for this good dick under the sheets Joe get it done I love fucking both their Ex Skurj sin had them both legs up in the back of one Y’all create these shitty bars and think it’s fun, these trash battlers Joe envy They always throw punches and Neverland, I vision both not lasting long like the MJ Documentary These fags defense be call the cops if they see Joe appear I’ll set fire to their kicks, you’d think it was the new Game Of Thrones Adidas wear This here ain’t Beverly Hills no fucking acting when Joe Pack something heavy Y’all gonna recognize a real Donna burial plot will be made especially for y’all next to Luke Perry I’ll pop their virgin sisters cherries, get them pregnant even let the squad sample We all will play that good father role, send the kids through school like the Loughlin and Huffman scandal Y’all fags scramble when shots ring out, to the block y’all a big insult My goons come having the barrels “Burning For You” you’d think we were the Blue Oyster Cult I'm with your girl..I sever dykes..clever assassin with clever strikes.. I have better rhymes..you're girls pussy is joe's crab shack..I eat her out every night at 5.. I'm a piston with flames..missiles in range..blistering pain.. whimsical game..I'm destroying bos..like Mario..at the end of a Mario video game.. I'm better with the metal..a pitchfork that is..severing gepetto I have the letters of a dead ghost..you think you're 'hot as hell' but I'm as clever as a devil.. the way you're on this site..you need a crew cut..from two sluts.. you're a crude hut..what's with the Boston marathon everyone..it's like when this faggot blew up.. I have duel wrecks..fools checked with two jets.. you'll lose..bet..this animal'll give Joe grr's (jokers) AND I'M PLAYING WITH A FULL DECK.. I attack crackers..attack backwards..rap snappers.. you're a wack rapper..only time you're fat Joe (phat Joe) is listening to that wack rapper.. Your chicks snatch is raunchy af, but you have a desire for her taste Feet smelly but you’ll lick the UpperCrust between her toes cuz it reminds you of your favorite pizza place No base in that voice pussy, on RB you talk like you’re the real Come to Boston see you surrounded by shooters like Parish Bird n Mchale Leave a blood trail behind bullets crashing into everything like blind leading the blind Impact will take your shoes shirt n socks off I’m putting a new meaning to relax n unwind Youre kind to your neighbor while Joe dispose bodies just for the manual labor Once shells hit n they see Dereck Carr you drove off in gonna look like I hate every fan of an Oakland Raider You’ll end up front page of your local paper could give a fuck if youre one they remember Once you’re inbox I’m hoping everyone ignores you like notification from unknown sender Don’t venture into unknown areas the time of his last days living will be done Fag doesn’t know me from a hole in the wall but I won’t hesitate to physically throw him through one |
This dooby kid ain't freaking sick, seas will rip; on this floozy trip
you're losing kid, I'm the choosing sin; I'm putting 'plot in a hole' like a movie twist callback is mentioned, I draw pens with pension; pen pens with conception break bread with recollection, I'm putting 'plot behind bars' like Shawshank Redemption You're not in my ballpark; call sharks on this narc's heart; I'll hit a homerun out the ballpark I'll pull your card like hallmark; if 'plot is deep with the flows' it's the Jaws Shark this is the gloomy mix; dubious kid; floozy ish' you're a stooge and snitch I have the treasure kid; and you couldn't 'pleasure sin' masturbating with a crucifix this is war with floozy; swords are doozys; I'll bury you beneath the floorboard groupie swords will choose thee; only times 'plots on point' is in horror movies I'm breaking a lame, shaving your face with razor blades the size of a chain subside you're a fake, this serpent will 'put plot in the air' like snakes on a plane this chimps burning, kids jerking in a casket with men burning 666? you don't call the mark, if 'plot is dark' we're talking Tim Burton I'll choke this hash, slash your back with broken glass and a rope to sash i'm the dopest man, that'll turn you to smoke; then burn the smoke to ash popping uzis, stop this floozy appalling groupie popping toolies i'll spark bazookas; and if 'plot is evil' it's doctor doom schemes you're in straight denial floozie; i have two black uzis for your clue freak this rhymes a doozy; cus' I'll 'put plot underground' like the eight mile movie! 20 lines..let's see! So you think your texts bad guy, coz your really bad at text? Dog please, Thanos ruined the multiverse, you just ruin a verse with multies. You’d cower from a strong breeze, faggot wanna-be you’re a rap-comedy, Yo Sins about to drop the Bom! lastest from the Bureau of Meteorology. Honestly bro, just painful attempting to even read your strangeness, We all find Syntaxing, before even talking about the grammar arrangements. You lack ability, quit these text exchanges and go brush-up on calligraphy, Coz Sinew weak as fuck! Now piss-off somewhere and die of muscular dystrophy! When my cliques together, there's agendas to address, topics for discussion, Sin, your just hiding your gender with a dress, coz you short dick is disgustin. Pathetic virgin, this glam-rock fan-boy only ever dreams of being with women, Wanna share a KISS with a demon? try being licked by Gene Simmons. IRL you fat as fuck, about to go on a crash diet when I smite with blugeons, The pump-action'll strip half your body-weight, thats some cheap liposuction. You don’t want beef, I'm known to keep a pair of beasts that eat bananas, No Tibetan priests Sin, but these two llamas will help you reach Nirvana. I'm a Samurai Sword, I'm pimpin' this body; I'm a shotgun blast kissing a homi This bitch will be ripped by my posse'; I'll take the chip off your shoulder..when I dip with the shotty.. I'm with your wife; sexing the whore; I'm putting you to sleep..taking your breath with a snore.. It's your death in a war; please bitch..my shotgun will pimp this faggot..no need to flex anymore.. I have a sadistic scythe; me catching a body is priceless..bitch you're the price.. I'm the slickest guy..I'll pull the semi-weapon so fast.. you're not gonna' notice I sliced your finger with a knife.. I'm sexing your whore; dress on the floor; breath is a snore; I've dreamt of the lord.. I'll leave you breathless and poor; I'm clowning around when I show you a magic trick..bitch please.. I made the pencil disappear so you couldn't write anymore.. I'm a pious god; iris rod; light the walls and fire scotch..I'm the tyrant baal in the light of sought.. I'm the lightning sod..both my guns are dead..when I shoot..my gun's going to be next to your body out-lined in chalk.. I have a desert eagle..the breath of eagles..my breath is evil in a red cathedral.. My knife's breath is lethal..my flick blade..will slice your shells in half..like french people.. I'm with your girl..licked and quacked her up..you're elmur fud..I'm daffy duck.. I'll smack this schmuck .. you're a lazy gunplay writer..when you pull weapons..you're kicking back too much.. I'll blare the clip in a share of whips..I'll flare the tips..on a pair of crypts.. I'm a blaring sin..you're a MS13 member..I'm a terroist.. I've got a sword gun..pop this bored bum.. in the lost of war son.. Sought the force puns..this snake is pulling the sharp desert eagle..that's a oxymoron.. I'm in a cathedral as a lethal rhyming kid..with the easel of the besieging pious sin.. I'm razor when I spit'..and when I pull the laser to this dick..I'm a evil scientist.. The shit you say.. it’s like you learned from watching the president There goes the neighborhood, who decided you belong in the residents?/ Not all bad. Ya mom gives the best head her hobbies a testament And there was so much cream ate I had to burn her body for evidence!/ Which version embodies a veteran? I heard he’s probably a pelican. And he got a big mouth for this long nose, so it’s either that or an elephant/ I’m the father figure of speech, you’ll find that fact is relevant. Punch after punch after punch, how rich it is to see me deck a dent!/ You thought this wasn’t full contact? I’m the seminal captain to boast If this weak bitch met a physical, I hit him with the emerald tablets of Thoth/ Better battler at both. Multi & punches, I will blast then the silence lasts Think Odysseus, my homies will have to hold me down til the sirens pass!/ Listen boss, you’re dumb af so watch your paper come up missin’. Nothing wicked, just another day at the office.. of Dunder Mifflin/ Son is tripping. Repent for your sinning ways, word to baby Jesus. Force him out and make him read this, that’s purgatory for this angry fetus/ I’m a lazy fuck, but I’ll put an end to this lil kid. So call me dad Like taking candy from a baby, shoving it down his throat to make the lolli gag/ on site he’ll get the fist or Bows on his face for the article. Either way you’ll know the gravity of the situation without a wave or a particle/ |
I have sonnet onyx, I'm a rapper with correspondence
When do I even have to write a diss? If I hear 'Hello' from this ugly bitch - I'm not responding... You're a coward death! I'm a demon that'll devour plagues With this wack rapper, this is my 'first W' like replacing A in the Alphabet... I have burn quotes; my style is so complex; you can't discern notes Learn oaths, you may be cute..but I'm using the white fur in your avatar as my fur coat... I sever scenes, I have the sharp sword made of Byzantine When you try to throw a bar, you'll 'mystic'..when I is something you'll never be... This pekingese is barking up the wrong tree; I'm a sistine king I'm a mystic king..you have such a 'nervous tic' I thought you were a bitch with fleas... I'm a rain kitten, I hit the ball out the court like badminton I have dope sptting, and I'll 'send your soul to hell' with flame writtens... 12 bars... First bar -- Dis Own Son, till guy's ruled an orphan.. And this quick key buries Sin like high school abortions.. When's this scum been liked? When's this bum been nice? Your next bar'll be trash, like everything that you Dumb Pen right.. It's all dead space with this head case. Pass me a hot tea.. And I'll come back when this Pro's Actually bodied.. When I cross swords? Knock hinges off doors; struggle.. Dunno whether your bars seppuku or a crossword puzzle.. Every word that's made to your mouth is depraved and uncouth.. You say "Non Cents" like Barc getting paid in the south.. That's an eye rhyme, faggots. I rhyme magic.. While Sinning could benefit from "I rhyme" classes.. Against me..you'll hear the scream of silent Sirens.. I'll outshine you with the rays of ultraviolets (to play door mind's for the evenings!) You can't see my double cross like a rising Pilate..you're gay as hell...MV stands for.. My Valor? You're trying to save your ass..and..Saving Private Ryan's In war I have dog tags I have your drawback in clenches! I knock tracks with pension Draw back with teck clips..you can't escape my bars..Shawshank Redemption.. I'm judges when I pop the gavel..I'll kill you at the top like popping snapple saying you rap but you're going pop in battles..you're basically the worm in the rotten apple.. my scorn will hail ghosts..I'll have you going ghost..I'll lay forth the pale toast I'll close the door..and sail boat..with well flows..I'll have you 'frozen on tracks' like ice storms on rail roads I'll turn you blue as ghosts..I'll break bread and do a toast.. I'm true and known..you're retarded like The Truman Show..you're so wack..I can't tell if you're doing dope..or doing coke.. I'm deceiving your idols..you can't touch the apple..as I teach as disciple.. I'll besiege as a eyeful..I'll put a Acts to your arms..like reading the Bible.. I have the sadder burst to lay this waste..grab a hearse and see the day stab a verse with easy says..I'll put this 'faggot in a box' like massacre's at gay parade's.. 14..don't get..don't vote.. my flows are a sea riot, my flow has a growl like a sea lion im the seas zion, i'm hearing 'hello there, and 'aee yo'..but I'm like stfu and be quiet aeeyo?..to torture..you are who i seldom choose, i have the dope lines to sell a ruse i'm a grammar nazi..i have a hellish clue..but i don't know the difference between..they're, and their, so 'hello there'..who the hell are you? i'm popping mags, putting sinful prayers in these lawful fags freaking queers..you're all in drag.. you should be more ashamed than jesus christ in a auschwitz camp i'm like rage against the machine..i rock raps.. i'm a pussy cat..i have your paw tagged (bitch!) i have a blade and a sharp dag..but ya'll are scardy cats..ya'll don't pop mags..ya'll pop tags i'll have yall crew tag sought.. when it comes to treasure flows..ya'll can't brew that lock i'm mew..this is pokemon..i choose dat rock..'Sin ain't nuthin' to fuck wit'..this is a wu tang song i have so many win(d)s ya'll sought the dust..i have the cross link chains..ya'll got the rust i got blades and guns..i'm popping stuff.. but i'll still 'play with the hands' this is gauze (god's) verses a boxing glove i have cold flows..i'm the winter season.. i'm a angel in heaven..this is the freeing legion i'm telling you..i'm a beast and demon..ya'll couldn't 'eat mc's'..so eat shit you heathens... these bitch niggas r Devils in disguise, i'm gonna expose these hacks peel off the masks, it'll be Aeeyo vs......wait...... who the Hell is that? i already killed u Sinning, honestly, there's no need for a second meeting and don't gimme a Hello There... let's get to it nigga, fuk a dumb ass Greeting best believe i'ma Milk this shit, come on King... u know i'd Cream these bums, g put Sin out to Pasture, i hit Wey harder, and the other guy... Dairy confront me? think u can see me in the ring? shit... i might take the belt tonight i'll kill u Buster Douglas bitches, and send u back to hitting the Open Mic i wanted to leave u two to tango, but instead i'm bringing IEDs to your dance my every bomb is precise, Allah direct... i'm leaving bodies on the floor, gents and after this i'll own both of you, there will be no possibile rematch i'm ruin'n your Hole games, my niggas, for me the victory Bean Bagged rip every Party u niggas, drops u Present ain't regarded as thoughtful i would continue eating u bitches, but that shit'll make me look all-full A-yo. When's my match hit? I'll put dudes in a suit and a black vest.. King -- you ain't put mans in the ring with me; you gave me two faggots.. A, you think you slick, son. But the AK will make your bitch run.. Fuck your quick tongue -- your legs'll shake faster than the clit cum.. You both burb bitches. Witness curbs liftin' till they split your dome.. Cuz I ain't satisfied breakin' bones when I'm in the sticks and stoned.. And Sinning? Winning's a long shot for you. Like I'm far away and laying low.. Swaying scope making codes, but can't nobody S.ave yO.ur S.oul.. And hey, Yo? You gay, though. So Many Caps... you should be Embarassed.. Fucking relationships don't make a bar -- but all those make Sinning's parents.. So far above you both, the weather's clever, and every drop I sends a heavy fall.. Can't either of you step to me. Now that's a fucking Pedi-Stall.. I'll take your bitch AND Control-Her. Like, "What the fuck did you tell me???" Then put the pump in her back and laugh as I dump in her L3.. I have lavish puns! Your white, and your name is He whose name shall not be spoken? For trying to be orange, I'll leave you a vegetable like the carrot! This is Bugs Bunny vs. Daffy Duck! I have lavish puns, and I'll laugh at sons! You need to elevate, press the panic button! This 'star will end dia' like the Spanish Sun! I'm a christian, cleverest of souls! My holy ghost will kill you, then I'm severing your ghost! I'm clever with the prose! Ironic I made hell freeze over, and 'put sick underground' like the devil had a cold! This stork is history! I'm a dope rapper, that 'eat's mc's' but I don't want you! I'd rather have pork and pizza please! My form's submissive please, I'll put a fork in this emcee, when I put 'cheesecake in a box' like New York Delivery! I'll swing with a left hook, then swing with a big right! This is Dr. Seuss vs. Soulja Boy - you'll never have sick rhymes! You're not even healthy, and I'll kill you with sick lines! My sick spits will 'give this fat kid the swine flu' then I'll put 'Sick in the Air' - you'll be better than me - when pigs fly! I have season quotes, you think you're the best - with measly notes! I have magic swords and SpELLs, I'm Harry Potter and your Weasly, yo! I'll put you in a cobra clutch with appeasing chokes! Please, my 'BAHS' (BARS) will have you screaming 'MAH' (MOM) when I sing! This sheep will kill this kid for trying to be THE GOAT! I'm slicing metal, rhyming SETO! You're a puppet, man - like Getpetto! My rhyming's settled! Jesus Christ walked on water, you swim in the pool with your shirt on - I walk on fire like the devil! Them stretched lines about to sinacog to a grave yard, now we can easily see his rank. This battle is 12 lines? but ur about to go overboard like you made ur bars walk the plank. Pick a name and stick with it, the way you site hop, I can already tell you lack loyalty. You'll never beat me, how are you sick with it? when u type like every faggot on rap royalty. I'm getting tired of seeing his battles, you must be on bath salts if you think this dude is ill. In war if we put all the faggots like him on the front lines, we're using them as a human shield. it's a sin being whack, so you should be locked up, and don't ever think about leaving ya cage. This's an exorcism, it's like I'm about to remove sin from my house without bringing the sage . Gunplay from this pussy would be hilarious, I'm dying at the thought, this guy could soon load up. His style cramped like a charlie horse, shit looks like Shaquille O Neal if he tried to do yoga. I'll put this sinner in the dirt, now residing inside the only box where he can't repent to Satan. To say he's longwinded is an understatement, because two lines from this noob is a dissertation. im on the map as a legend for killing fools so pray for blessings or im after your basin<--finding her in one of those can lead to major depression goodluck break ya leg, battle you everyday on a different floor for an allegory doctors'll be realigning ya limb thinking AHS same cast but different stories you the snitch type? better tell if know where papi hiding the bricks believe me, imma find out what sinew...even if i have cut through that shit im the epitome of evil but had an epiphany to get my life right today hold ya underwater until u floating up stream.. i got confused how to wash sin away off memory i'll act out like dave chappelle when he larp on set where'ever darknesses put'em in the same place as rick james..thats as dark as it gets yo girl on me i gave her the dick, fucked her now she onna jihad she will never push this deicide............for the love of god you seriously want arson in ya pen game like me? ok lets get one thing clear now that its directed at you we gonna see if this flame retarded or if sinsear |
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Paradise ( rough draft) Paradise ( rough draft) AJF 1584 3:36 Mar 24, 2013 6 1 4 Yo... We all want to go that higher place The place where our hopes and dreams reside And all we gotta do is grow our wings And fly... Check it With my destiny in hand, I start blessing beats demands My presence is commanding a higher legion I'm forgetting all my past and with heaven in my plans I'm ascending from the grass to a higher region Where the sparks in our eyes form the stars in the sky Where our hearts all survive through the darkness at night Where the wrong falls to right while the dawn's gleaming bright Where we're drawn to the light till we're gone and we die! That's the crossing of life to serenity and peace Where I'm flocking in flight with identities with wings I'm embellishing a scene, with divinity and me And exhausting dark ties before my memory depletes Back when I was out cold sleeping in a bed of snow When acid drips were seeping through my skin and bone Back when it seemed like misery was set in stone When my hopes & dreams were hidden in my head, alone Back when black demons had my soul pried Like I don't want a piece of mind, I want the whole pie I played my violin in a symphony of devils Lost in the deadly melody of peril That's when it hit me like the brightest idea Like an insight that peered, that was righteous and clear It was a pen and a pad that helped me fight all my fears & lend me a hand to help me wipe all the tears from an angelic face that was sad and disgraced, that was dragged through the flames that was stabbed and misshaped, that was bagged and detained that was blackened by shame, but it's status to-day is glad with a gaze! And it shines... like Northern Lights in the sky Knowing that I'm growing with a mind that's sublime Knowing that I'm potent in a time that is mine And knowing that I'm soaring through the heights with a rhyme I've flown passed mountain peaks to paradise Where blue clouds form and no one cares to cry Where every single entity embraces their life Where joy is the truth and pain is a lie! And that's where you go when you're feeling alive When all of your hopes and dreams are in sight When you are at one with peace and delight When you see the message with this piece that I write That You'll Grow Your Wings And Fly Towards Your Dreams An Ascension towards Heaven An Ascension towards Light A beautiful Ascension To Paradise... Passed the sky... You Will Ascend... To Paradise... |
Devouring souls; devouring souls; devouring spirits; devouring spirits; devouring spirits
The owl will hear it; devouring spirits; devouring spirits; I am devouring spirits of spirits Zillions of spirits of spirits; spirits of spirits; spirits of spirits; spirits of spirits Spirits of spirits; spirits of spirits; spirits of spirits; spirits of spirits; holy spirits of holy spirits For when a demon is walking and running through the green grass; green grass meadow I am a green grass meadow; the red dragon appeared and I shadow claws it; maws kiss For when the demon of HELL; proclaims faith over the Holy Spirit; solstice winter Holy splinters; coldest lyric; apples on oak trees; apples on bark trees; holy bark For when I am the Holy Spirit; solstice lyric; the holy bark of holy bark I am a holy bark; the holy bark; the holy communion of holy bark For I am a holy bark; a demon from HELL: the seed of light; the pristine grass The serene grass; the ECHELON of a EON; the demon in the grass For when holy spirits; of holy spirits; holy communion and holy communion The holy communion was the holy communion; holy spirits; holy spirits Holy spirits; and holy spirits; holy solstice lyric; and holy communion I am a Holy Spirit; a Holy Spirit; a Holy Spirit; holy communion I am holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits Holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits Holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits Holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits; holy spirits EVIL HOLY SPIRITS: EVIL HOLY SPIRITS; EVIL HOLY SPIRITS: EVIL HOLY SPIRITS EVIL HOLY SPIRITS: EVIL HOLY SPIRTS: BLUE HOLY SPIRTS: BLUE HOLY SPIRITS A demon in the grass; the alas of a claw clash with abundant serpents Serpents siss; serpents siss; serpents siss; serpents siss For I am the demon in the grass; with alas; Holy Spirit; holy spirit I am a Holy Spirit; the Holy Spirit was EVIL; I claw'ed it For the Holy Spirit was EVIL: it didn't have more faith than me I am a seed of light; in the Garden of Eden; the jargon of demon I am a seed of light; a Holy Spirit; a holy spirit a EVIL Holy Spirit; I killed myself; suicide For when the Holy Spirit decided to come to me I became one with THE LIGHT; a seed of life |
Car booms, caricature - the knife shares the burst
blaring words; Crash CARson? - you're nothing but a cartoon character you're a wack rapper - slash bandit troops you're so wack, you jump in that box like crash bandicoot Raise bar higher, brave czar slicer I'll put crash in a box, no a circle - like race-car drivers I rap with urn, stab this jerk If this wack rapper passes the red light district, he'll just crash and burn Drawn lightning strike, dawn of your plight I'll put crash in the air like dog-fighter fights I'm dying, reading your verses; I'm not trying I'll give you a crash course..on rhyming I have gangsters with guns that'll pop you like pop darts We all know crash course..because I'm unparalleled to my dog park I puff cyphers, light this bug with bug lighters This cat is such a bitch, he should join the RUFF RYDERS I have a centaur's star gaze, part the stars gaze We all know crash dummy, when the obstacle course is like the Minotaur's Maze I have lucid rhymes with soothing rhymes If you're STONED AS HELL, you stared into Medusa's eyes I rapping with siege, stabbing this geek If crash has a shotgun, he died in the passenger seat I'm rapping with shine, rapping in time Even if you were a rocket, you couldn't blast off with rhymes I got sisses; a snake with a tall sin I'll drive shotgun in a driveby..this is a crash test..it's a POP quiz I'm the final serpent; the pious dwelling If crash above the people..we're talking 911 I'm a good rook, with good books If we book car..it's Dr.Seuss Books My time is grace, rhyme of rays I light the waves, I rhyme for days Rhyming spar, poetic justice, a dying art. Strike down in the night louder than lightning sparks. I am charged, no less with gumption like hybrid cars Fly around like a wise owl with eyes that will sight the mark. Heads rant, your mantra destroyed by my death chant Red liquid drip as your cred slipping with wet pants Test stanzas, that damage your choices made in second hand. Left digits fisting your ex pissing til legs cramp. Your soul aches, cracking inside, like bone breaks. Demolition of your premonition, changing your own fate. Grown away from acting alive it goes both ways. This existence never fit the premise, evading the gold blade. I'm yelling "down with sinning" like the most devouted Christians. You would never see him in a crowd of women, because sinning fem n it's hard to pick out the difference. I used to think sinning was good, then I realized sinning was necessary Because without sinning what's good, let's compare in sin, what is legendary? I quit sinning. Try to follow the path of the righteous, as it were told. And I've been winning.. everybody sinning and I haven't seen the devil yet, what's sinning goals? I say more sinning shit than sinning say shit like dark cathedral If your heart is evil, then why aren't you committing sin? Let's start the sequel. I RIP end for the sin. Defeated the final fantasy, x that off the list. I got a lot of crap on my plate but still got a shit eating grin on my face, when I'm talkin sin. Sinning has a certain way with words, prose and devotion. Sinning think he fly I put him airborne, that's poetry in motion. See me I go with the flow cause I never gave a dam Bring heat when I go, cause I know when to change the plan And it's always the same when I bounce, finding scripts when I snooze, bruh Hard for you to keep my name put your mouth because I'm a dick, and you suck. |
Old 02-03-2013, 05:31 PM #2
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0 trap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant future Default vs Resin Sin. Slay. Swift. I’m using weapons in sessions as the method to damage bars, & then wrecking Resin so bad that his flesh’ll look camouflaged/ Exposing he can’t come hard, cuz he’ll, get chopped & severed, I’ll stop his heartbeat to show that his blood can’t flow acapella/ Because I be dropping better, while proving he’s not a Soldier, He’ll just respond to this via John Edward from Crossing Over/ Exposing he’s lost his voters…his “best decrees” are the Worst, plus Resin only beat Nasif, cause he mentioned Me in his Verse/ Essentially leaving him hurt, although he’s just faking w/ boasts, claiming that he’ll take me out, when he has trouble taking a joke/ Cause it’s blatant in posts, you’ve analyzed me, yet it’s asinine, for you to say you studied, when it seems you’re dissing Samurai/ (X) You battle rhymes? I'll roast ya scripts & show this battle's hopeless-ness, Reach my level? Homo, you'd need a cheat code just to post with this/ So notice this, cuz if the world’s a stage, I guess ya role’s the bitch, just call me fate, in that ya life’s in my hands, though I’m choking it/ My style is known to slit, till voting’s passed, and still ya life is spared, since I’m an apathetic sociopath…I’d kill you if I cared…!/ This kid is scared, none can understand, how Res fronting 'the man,' explaining to his boys, "Bitch-slapped? Nah…I headbutted his hand!"/ vs Ill Nikka Sin. Slay. Swift. Yo I’m smoking this bitch, blazing MCs with smoldering scripts, cause now I’m taking out seeds, like I’m about to roll up a spliff/ So don’t show us ya pic, since like ya nick, that shit’s a disgrace, tryna spit’s replaced calling yourself ill as your Biggest Mistake/ Ya tried to pick up the pace & yet you were slayed from the start, as your victory run ended while you were still aiming for March/ Tho ya playing ya part, claiming to spar, it seems ya can’t touch me, cause the way that you were seeded ain’t the reason ya unlucky/ Even if I’m rusty, this written’s unfurled, ya get sick & then ‘earl, you’re mad cause my verse’s hardly filler…like ya dick in ya girl/ So Nik give it a whirl, rep Ya ‘Prowlers,’ though that site is a fake, shit, after you lose make ya OWN MM, with a fight you can take/ You’re the type to relate, primal debates to bragging and boasting, here’s a proven FACT: only title you’ll win’s ‘Wackest Opponent’/ Though I’m bashing your dome in, kid, don’t even start to rap, cause I’ll have your career lying in ruins like ancient artifacts/ In part your wack, and yet you can’t spit cause my fury’s unsealed, plus bitch, I'll hang you twice like confused juries at the appeal/ Truly, you ain’t real, I’m mustering death and crushing your rep, learn this lesson: stick to bestiality, but don’t fuck with the Vet!/ Becuz you’re flustered in text, & so next life, don’t bother to show, or you'll get blown out like White Boys tryna rock Ben Wallace's fro/ And although the slaughter’s exposed, I’m glad that this rook isn’t fit, for the win, since Ill-nikk’s spared us all having to look at his pic/ So just look for a click, since like your site, ya posting can't shine, do like they do to UPN, and get votes with rhymes, posing as mine/ vs Alias72 Now that the beef has been sparked, let’s see where the beating should start, I mean, your shirt’s yellow…but is that to match your teeth or your heart?/ Cause you’ve seen the remarks, coward…you’ll be rewording your facts, though I’ll give you props, cause I didn’t know Pee-Wee Herman could rap!/ Deemed you certainly wack, claim that you’re weak to soften this beating, meanwhile I’ll take this humble win, then prove you’re loss is conceded/ Since you’re often defeated, thus you’re red-faced and battered to Hell, cause looking like THAT, posting THAT verse, I’d be embarrassed as well/ Plus it’s sad you’re compelled to smile then front with sloppy battle flows, though first you copied Fracture’s style, now MUST you copy Aloe’s nose?/ With strangleholds, and sampled prose your shit’s lame and just pitiful, No wait, you’re good…! Though while I’m lying….your name is original!/ So while you claim that at minimal, you’re good, kid it’s a figment, of your mind, how is it below your neck you’re skin’s missing its pigment?/ Cause your writtens get ripped when, the outcome of meeting is deadly, You knew you’d lose, that’s why in your Pic your nose is bleeding already/ Now I’ll be leaving you buried, in your own doubts, since you’re awestruck, though you’re on the beach shore, literally confirming you’re washed up/ So while you’re yearning to cock suck, you’re too gay to compare rhymes, though that’s cause your sexual preference is less straight than your hairline/ Instead of making your flair shine, there’s reasons you’re hiding your fame, don’t worry, I’ll start a petition…and see if Prowlers can buy you a name!/ Meanwhile, try to abstain, from bouts where you’re enticed to surrender, cause your face ALREADY looks like you’ve lost a fight with your blender/ Plus a contender…? You’re not, so bitch, stop pretending to drop rounds, in this tourney posting a verse against me’s like consenting you’ll drop out/ I’m preventing the talk now, Victory ain’t the fate you’re facing verse Balth, and meanwhile, the only V’s you’ll see come from the shape of your scalp/ That taste in your mouth’s defeat, and though your birth year nick is wrecked, Next time do what cats born in ’72 should do…and just stay off the internet..!/ vs MMx …‘just get tested…’ Now that’s the message, ya giving kids asking… Bout your pic…an STD ad…that’s simply missing the caption…! Cause when ya spitting you’re lacking,…& so now we’ll start to clash… by sparking facts, ya grill’d look better…well…if ya car had crashed… Since scarred & bashed, at least you’d have a reason for asking for votes… That look of sadness on your face comes from when the camera broke… & the photographer died…outside…? Your time for fronting is up… you’ve come out in the light, I mean what? Weren’t you ugly enough…? Claim ya been coming with bluffs, holding shit back & posing as wack… though let’s be real…you’re only posing as Jeff Goldblum on crack…! You know it’s a wrap, when you sell coke in the burbs, honestly telling… cats with a nose like THAT, ya not hooked on the product ya selling… You’re slaughtered in seconds, net nerd, ya verse? don’t spar, delete it… so you won’t have to explain why kids need, flow charts to read it… There’s a difference between us, beyond your troubles with cameras… see, I’m from New York, the Urban Jungle…ya from jungles in Africa…! So you’ll get massacred, looking like Chris Kattan, after stage fright… though the only time you’re acting Live is during Saturday Nights… I’ll bash ya name right, out of lame cyphs, where ya known in the circle… how can you say you ain’t sucking dicks, with lips swollen and purple…? Since you’ve shown that it’s hurtful, how my jokes brand you a killer… Of yaself…wanna commit suicide? Here…let me hand you the mirror…! I’d understand if you’re ‘bitter,’ meanwhile you’re mocked on the basis… of how looks CAN kill, so that’s why you were locked in the basement… Where your content was made, shit, you’ve had all that time to fuss with… punches you stacked for years, & that’s the best you could come up with…? Shit all your luck is…how you’ve made it, when reaching for wins to… show you’ve made one seed again, so god forgive us, the species continues… Cause no preaching in venues, or churches will stop this crudest lie… I mean, the kid’s thought of a real pic is Jeff Goldblum…as the Human Fly…! So choose to die, try suicide, show how brutally hoes can get lost… and no, I don’t mean the normal way you usually Blow your head off… Now the dread of, being dubbed ‘freak’ has you shocked & beaten because… kids can’t believe ya THAT ugly…I mean dip took his pic after seeing ya mug… Thus competing is bugged, when considering you look like one, bitch… though next life, you shouldn’t show up unless Sime picks out your pic… trap. is offline Add to trap.'s Reputation Report Post Reply With Quote Multi-Quote This Message Quick reply to this message |
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THE PRINCE OF EGYPT
INcoherent as thieves in the night -- shinning bright ALABASTER STONE THE CHROME THIEF AZONE THIEF I am moses -- baby first born were slaughtered with the serpent THE SERPENT OF EDEN -- ascursed as demon I am nothing but bone and flesh -- mahagony wood SOLEMN AND GOOD -- the hook of what could I play with snakes and serpents in the area of slaves DARE YOU TO BE BRAVE when the pharoah has waved I am the secod coming of christ -- not RAMSES DAM THIEF -- I come from the sphinx shattered nose BATTLE PROSE AD LIHGTING -- ENTICIG Battlig demi-gods and ghosts -- battling goes I am the night/knight in shinning armor -- battling karma BATTLING STRONGER -- cattle and armor I am the ECHELON THIEF -- ESSENCE STRONG SERENE THE BATTLE DRAGON KILLING SERPENTS IN THE DESSERT -- I am ORGAIZED KONFUSION -- MORTIFIED ILLUSION -- I AM THE DENSE GOD -- INTENSE FOG FOR WHO AM I but -- MOSES THE PRINCE OF EGYPT A HEBREW GOD!?? SEA THROUGH FOG I MURDERED RAMSES WITH FIRE AND BRIMESTOE!?? WATER WATER WILL SLAUGHTER THE BLACK BOOK OF AQUA.. |
I'm Heaven's born, I'm the serpent lord from the German horn
Burning accord's of burning horns; I'll 'kill you' and you'll learn you're born.. I'm the perfect sword; I'm the serpent dragon from the wind dragon I killed ten daggers, and killed ten dragons with ten daggers I'm the wind dragon; I killed Chinese diplomats and aristocrats I'm the Siamese twin from the lightning wind; I'm 'burning sea' like Iscariots I'm the heaven's born wind dragon of RA: I'm the heaven's born dragon I'm the anguish of ten dragons; I killed you with ten daggers I'm the ten daggers of RA; I killed Chinese diplomats and aristocrats I'm the wind dragon of RA; I killed a demon with a obelisk I'm the demon swordsman; I killed accord's of anguish scorn I'm the dragon horns; I 'killed sea' like Adam's thorn.. |
I'm the salutations of a raptor rapper; rapture raptor; the essence rapper
Capture master; abracadabra; this is a communion with crucifixion; no need to 'wine/whine' you''re a peasant cracker!! Message capture; I'm the rhetoric master; the essence! abracadabara! MASTER OF RAPPERS! The master of candor; I am jasper and casper! Abracadabara murdered abracadabra! I'm the blade cutter; I'm the essence of rap; the message of rap; the message of *ZAP* I'm the message of *ZAP*; the rhetoric rapper; I'm killing 'FGR' with a RPG!! I'm the message rapper; the message *ZAPPER*; the essence rapper; the rhetoric spitter! The rhetoric spitter; the rhetoric spitter! FGR? *READ A BOOK* you're 'such a bitch' you're the essence of giver! I'm the message spitter; the message of rap; the message of *ZAP* the message of *ZAP* I'm the essence of rap; I'm the 'gene pool' the inherited gene's of *RAPTOR*!! I'm the rhetoric spitter; the message of spitter; I conquered platoons of *PHONICS* I'm embryonic; the tectonic plate that *CUT* the *PLACE*; I hope you're *FUCKING ERASED*! I'm the bubonic plague; the death of masters; abracadabra! The message of rappers; the *RHETORIC SPITTER*; I *INHERITED NINEVEH* I conquered platoons of grasshoppers; water buffalo; and Chinese aristocrats! I'm the Chinese diplomat; I killed *THE HEART OF A SWORD* with *SISTINE/SIXTEEN* *GLASS* #*SHOTGLASS* |
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awake. waiting for a time to escape prideful as ever, writing letters to our private relationship. tying the tethers quite the endeavor, we were dying together trying to race towards whatever we could find in our haste: climate change, twice the rain twice the regret .. relishing like hell in every lie we embellished reckless as any, always shy to repent so our cycle continues like synchronizing a swim silent and naked. its dark outside and crickets are chirping we hear it from the windows of our second-floor purchase woodpanel flush with portraits. carpet faded with years i worked and drank and sat with you in vague insincerity every day you spend is like donating to charity interactions all a lesson from your cognitive therapy pardon me. let me free. leave me tied to a bench its like i never left my father's house inside of my head adolescent evermore. its wild and upsetting how we'll never feel much older than our time as a kid, using rhyme to repress. or is it silent expression? either sublimation only guides me to questions - alligator fang-snapping terrorizing the lake or a thousand-mirror medusa on an island of snakes copying fake, obstinate major, riding a wave stroller rides to the grave, i'm here like bedbugs and AIDS either accept it and let it lie in your veins or lie in a grave full of promises we probably made neurologic escapist. diagnostic enslaved healing others to account for all the life that i wasted biomatrix, stuck in transit. red-line ride, 35th spent my life counting minutes til my life can begin a giant in skin. mindful militia, vibrant within when lightning struck oil and mined a diamond instead he arrived from the dead. headlights on bright in the whip when worlds collide we die in the wreckage. psychic ascension - higher than prince when he was writing his hits, trial has commenced myelin sheath corroded, bipolar tendancies, i plead the fifth cease and exist, briefly as this. a meaty imprinting organizing barriers and seeking religion secretion and sense is all we contribute. simple as pie boil it down - your only memory is how you're designed but why dm __________________ |
Pesterize this heathen; I have the better rhymes in this exorcism of legions
I have a pentagram for Jesus, I'll 'Baal out' to exercise your demons I'm sounding humble, I'll pop you in mouth; I'm the liquid found in bubbles This cow will buckle; I'll 'clock you in the face' with a rolex wrapped around my knuckles I conquer battles, pop the matics aziatic; pentagrams for flaming brackets I'm the flames of dragons; I'm so professional; in this 'match'..I'll put you in a box of matches I'm the colossal gloss; pac and nas; box with god and fought your lost I have a solemn drop; war with god; and you're 'more gassed' than the holocaust I'm the deceiver; seprent snake in the grass; burning ether Learned from Jesus; while the only time you're 'sick and hot' is when you have a fever |
You're an actual retard, life has progressed quite sadly
You talk way too much about Jesus for someone that needs him so badly Serpent whispers, pentagrams poppin matics, I really just can't When you tell a bitch you'll show her what that snake do, it's rings of fire & chants THE HOLY HORSESHOE FULLY COURSE THROUGH PENTAGRAMS OF CHRIST If Sin is swingin' blades they're dull as fuck cus dad has to put away the knives The aspie so raspy, stop with the tough talk we know that you're weak You throw hands? Ya can't pick up on social ques to even know when it's beef Anime & shitty rap verses.. obsessions with the occult & overall not bright You're what happens when mom doesn't let her faggot son join the alt-right |
I'm a bold disputer; hold the future in napalm palms; napalm drops bomb
I'm the seance of ghost ships; I'm 'SMASHING DULL BOY' like 'OLD COMPUTERS'!! Dull boy? That's a obvious choice for oblivion; you'll change colors like chameleons! I'm the scantallationed tongue piston; that is 'SMASHING INSECTS' and the chameleon! I'm the shoulder piston; the oblivious oblivion from the chameleon piston I am the piston of fulfillment; I'll turn your 'WATER TO BLOOD' Like 'KILLING A PISTON WITH A PISTON'!! I'm the oblivion Andromeda; the armed gorilla kong from the vanilla kong I killed millions of gorilla napalm bombs; I killed zillions of naplam bombs!! I'm the 'WEB MASTER" the enchanted forrest caster; I'm the napalm bomb I'm the greatest 'ARMED ASSASSIN' I conquered LATIN; When 'PIGS FLU/FEW'; I MADE 'BACON" I'm the armed assassin; charmed molasses; I conquered SATAN/SATIN with 'ARMS AND MATICS' BOMBING BARRACKS OF ARMED ASSASSINS; I killed 10 zillion anaconda's with the 'KARMA BLASTING' I'm the militant chameleon; I'm the chameleon seven zillion 'ARMED ASSASSIN' Bomb barbarians with 'ARMED MATICS' I killed 10 zillion 'PISTONS' with 'SANDSTORMS'! |
I'll eradicate you; blasts from a sword and Vulcan rage lacerates you
you're rapping fake dude; if you're a 'swordsman wanderer'..I'll have you wandering the astral planes as a ghost; than decapitate you I'm Arc Angel Andrew; I blow horns; I'll burn you to a ghost on a smorgasbord The omen lord to show accord; because I'll 'decapitate this wanderer' with his own sword performing for lord; I have demon biblical text; as biblical plague; show my accord brewing a storm; you may be 'the sharpest tool in the shed' but I'm 'the sharpest sword in a war' I'm rapping with the pension; I'll grab a sword and stabbing you is endless lavish with ascension; you're such a wack 'wordplay nerd' you were born from ILLMMACULATE CONCEPTION I dot the skys; the swift sword from the omen accord acost the knife shotty slice; even if you 'rapped with a chili pepper in your mouth' you couldn't be HOT WITH RHYMES I have rain rhymes; I have cats and dogs raining down to take lives you're a fake guy in the gray sky; ' scientists explained your birth while JESUS CHRIST EXPLAINED MINE I'll post a doodle; defeating me? that's 'a stretch for this bitch' like a yoga poodle the omen feudal; try to 'rob me' and I'll 'have you in a sticky situation for the bread' like a toaster strudel I'll eradicate this dude; you're rapping fake in the lavish fate of June stab this fake with prude; FINISH HIM! For the FINISH! I'll decapitate you... GOOD LUCK! Sinacog is offline Add to Sinacog's Reputation Report Post Old 05-07-2019, 07:27 PM #3 Wanderer Senior Member Wanderer's Avatar Join Date: Apr 2015 Location: England Posts: 589 Battle Record: 24-33 Champed - NPL Roast Rep Power: 7457540 Wanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant futureWanderer has a brilliant future Default Ur not great now & won’t be in Time. These fists bring u to a stop, faker Way these hands go to work on cogs, could have credentials as a watchmaker U never been on track. See them clouds in the air? Wand ain’t leave a survivor I just pull the stick before smoke start rising. that’s no steam train driver Decapitate this clown like a horror flic. It’s spooky here u scared All I gotta do is stand up & u fold quicker than movie theatre chairs Crew all armed to the teeth & trust u don’t fuck with these guys Ur wig be doin 360s. no Bob, Braided Bun or Beehive Bros need to cover me in case someone shoot and cause a commotion U hear a pop when ur backs being watched cos ur boyfriend helps with sun tan lotion Is the pen mightier than the blade? Either way it makes no difference Call my tomahawk a love letter.. It’ll connect with ur heart from really long distance Ur girl was ur Lucky Break but I got her face down & blood getting sprayed Have the stick to her chin while she bent over the table.. ain’t no 8ball being played Sinacog near the end. At school no one wanted to be friends Put the metal to ur own head resembling the tin foil hat u wear at weekends Didn’t have much time. Out |
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Go Back Netcees > Vault > Archives > Hall of Names Reload this Page AloeVera Welcome, Lindel. You last visited: Yesterday at 09:15 AM Private Messages: Unread 0, Total 1. User CP FAQ Community Calendar New Posts Search Quick Links Log Out User Tag List Reply Thread Tools Search this Thread Rate Thread Display Modes Old 02-03-2013, 05:47 PM #1 trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0 trap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant futuretrap. has a brilliant future Default AloeVera Name: AloeVera, Phorce Crews: pMpz Where: Oakland, California Repped: Tha Landz, UP Aloe vs John Dough vs Piece Maker aka Nebs I stab-with-intention to end lifes, Throwin jabs-usin'-tension, Aloe finna 'hand yall a loss', ...And then 'grab-your-attention'.. Listen Dough.. You can hold tight.. Hold still ..Or even 'hold the phone', Just know that when ya against me, You can't hold your own, I`ll fold your bones, Your 'back-up'? It's about-to-decline, The RBL? I`ll put you in #1 just to knock you outta your 'prime', Your powers combined couldn't take out your tower to climb, Ya wack as fuck, I drop more 'dope cuts' than powder-and-lines, I`m a Prowler defined, And John?? I`ma put`em-through-hell, John got some Dough, But it's the 'cent' of a woman you smell, Yell, I guess you could read Dough's verse and bust the joint, But it's like spears with-out arrow-heads, .....What's the point? In this battle?? Doughs heardin' cattle, ..I`m raisin the steaks, I'ma drive fear into your head and make ya' face hit the brakes, Your unimpressive in text, It's even worse when ya spit scrub, The fact is Johnny, ..You couldn't 'drop a single' in a strip-club, Bitch whut? I'll smoke screens and burn ya' back wit a blunt, Aloe gonna 'deck your face' like stereos with detachable fronts, I`m mad with ascension, Raisin' up and makin ya' skull divide, If come-backs were food, I`d be Damo, And eat ya' whole reply, You get caught in the eye, I`m eye-catching with half a glance, Every one wish him luck, Because John Doughn't have a chance.. Peace John.. Now Piece Maker who?? It's time to meet your Maker Piece, Aloe leavin ya back plowed, We all kno me not bein' in your crew is the reason it's wack now, Back down? Never. ..Skills? ..You just binge and run with mine, Tons of lines, Neb's gettin' out-classed like kids in summer-time, And as for the audio tourney, We all knew to doubt-ya-sound, It's good you realized your wack, And defaulted out-the-rounds, Cus we we're gettin' sick of hearin you, ..Bitch get ripped quick, Nebs is 'different' from us Dough, ..We can 'split the difference', Piece be 'makin cuts' and 'taken shots', But Aloe's firing faster, He's bringin' the 'drama' too, But only cus he's an aspiring actor, Send you spiraling backwards, When will you learn to cease?? Aloe ain't a law-abiding citizen, ..I`m quick to 'disturb the Piece', Leave this herb deceased, Aloe's ruff, ..But a diamond despite, Bust ya head open wit a clock and show ya the time of your life, Quit rhymin alright? It aint your fault.. You were molded' wack, I`ll put shots in ya when you ain't lookin', Now ya 'holdin back', While i hold the facts, Neb's is pussy, ..I`m a beast at least, Aloes the type to mutalate god and kill the Maker Piece by Piece.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs Epimetheus Whasup fake-Aloe, No style of your own, So you fuck with others, Your game plan against me's like birds in bed-sheets: Duck and cover, The luck is over, And your on my 'balls' like you never held the rock, Your goal is to be me, But I got the 'upper-hand' like Twelve O`clock, Sorry knock, Record`s 'out the window', Like throwin' strikes to glass, Get by me? Shit's like a two-lane road: You ain't got the 'right' to pass, Light the gas, Commin' through your DSL and wreckin' your ports, Last resort, I`ll leave you 'left in ruins' like headin' West in New York, The best at this sport, Seventeen wins, And I doubt you`ll see more, Whore, You need to 'stick to text' like playin' hockey with key-boards, I`m C-4 that`ll leave you blown and strung out like I played guitar, It's hard, You could lift a liquor cabnit and still wouldn't 'raise the bar', You got a big-ass hill to climb, And I already burned the summit, I`ma shove a steering-column in your gut just to 'turn your stomach', Learn to love-it, Ya' walkin' a fine line when I hold you over swords, I`m gonna toss you across 'Rapmusic' just to throw you 'over-board', What you bring to the table doesn't matter, I`m already dishing hell, Ya' got nothin but bad luck, Start throwin' change and 'whishing well', Rip your cells and swallow ya' pride, I`ll spit at the drop of a tounge, Crack open ya' breast-plate and put a scream at the top of your lungs.. You hopin to get out alive? You best have some lucky last wishes, With mad disses, You on a roll? Naw, ..Your just fuckin' fat bitches, Yeah dog, ..You got nice text-lines but their never heard to a beat, I`ll kill your name on the corner to make you the 'word on the street', Your in a bad situation, One that can't be handled with-out priests, 'Play it safe'? I`ll rip out ya' tounge and hand you your 'mouth-piece', You already got beat, But lets finish this shit on a crazy end-note, You`ll never have my number, But i`ll still 'pin' you, Like an atm code, Dead froze, Thought you'd win, Sorry Epi, Ya plan's flew to hell, I`m extendin' my index finger and thumb, ..Let me 'hand' you the L.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs Storm Chamber ...tick, tick, tick.. Let me step in droppin' dimes and kill this money-hungry hoe, I`ma beat you so bad, You`ll be known as 'Sunny Cubby-Hole', >From day one you wanted to be Aloe, ..Even got a 'rent-a-me', You can forget your brother, Cause I`m now your 'Worst Enemy', You`ll never be as nice as me, Listen up, I`m sayin' it clear, I`ma use the side of your head for a 'pick', Just to 'play it by ear', And make it sincere, Ya' lose, Whats there to wonder about? It's like ya' tounges out of shape the way ya' 'runnin' ya mouth', I get under the doubts and leave you dead in a bloody grove, Your 'on my balls' like I was Barry & you were in McCovey Cove, Ya' ugly hoe, Your gonna lose, It's just knowin how to cope, No hope, Like porn-star's gettin' head, I`m 'goin' for your throat', Know that you got broke, Your shit's nothin but boring, Right? This weeks winners list`s like a sunny day, Not a 'storm' in sight, Dyke, When I rhyme.. I punch 'brakes' and kick the throttle, Shit is awful, You couldn't flow 'punches' if you 'hit' the bottle, Step into action, Your Rep? ...It just got torn to fractions, Shit hits hard, Why ya' think the 'eye of the storm' is blackened? You claim to be a Storm Chamber, But ya' thunderin' never, Knocked off of his feet, Now Storms feelin 'under the weather'.. ..i ain't even got personal yet! Damn, It's like your trying to BE me, Every punch or statment, My format is one thing, But your even taken my 'punctuation`s'! I understand if this is your life, You get submerged in the act, But why are you walkin' around with an RBL shirt on ya back? Worthless in fact, Goin' to school sportin' an RMC back pack, 2 pockets, And a 'Janitor' key-chain attatched to it's black straps, Wack ass, You couldn't win doin' Entrap any number of favors, I may of just emptied my clip, ..But I still left one in the 'chamber'.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe/dreX vs Fracture Can this cat fuck wit me? Nope, I smack duck emcees.. Fracture's just a sprain...not all that he's cracked up to be.. You're wacked up to me, ..ya works just worsen, in fact.. When you don't have personals, ya fuckin verses are trash.. So expect to lose, enter the ring 'n you'll be walkin out unstable.. dreX is endin Virgin Records 'n I ain't talkin bout the label.. dreX'll split ya wig, and leave you with a hairline.. fracture.. Lets take a little drive, cause this kid'll die.. at fast speeds.. I'm known to stop runs quicker.. than finish lines, at track meets.. I'm rippin ya text mayne, fuck you bitches with "net fame".. Fracture is only in the spotlight, when he's gettin an X-Ray.. I'm a text villian, so feel this, whenever we battle, your out.. told fracture to brace himself, & he casted.. a shadow of doubt.. This battle is a rout, yall think Frac's exciting? pff, not at all.. Think, your blood resembles ink, ..and the writings on the wall.. Fighting in this brawl? pshh, ya name? you an ache at best.. The fakest yet, named Fracture, but can't even break a sweat.. w/hands at ya throat, ya necks gripped, ..constricted in fact.. Kid named himself Fracture, ..cus moms was additcted to crack.. Rip a slit in ya back, ..Frac? no question whos the wack one.. I'll divide ya skull till ya offa the site, ..leave ya Frac-shuned.. Get what it takes, it's time to dump this fuckin bitch in a lake.. dreX'll drive Fracture crazy, ..just to start hittin the 'break'.. Ya spittin is fake, and ya verse got kids droppin in laughter.. Bastard, ..dreX be like cast's, ..always on top of the Fracture.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs Soulstice Take a deep breath.. It`ll be ya last.. Slow ya roll to a stroll, It`s time my rhymes took a toll on ya goal, This ain't a basketball film, But i`ma still put "Soul in the Hole", I control the whole role ya condone, ..And spit like a rifle, I`m punchin you - 'period', ..S.o.u.l. just got hit for the 'cycle', It`s good that you get with the times, Too bad yours is out now, I`d serve you in audio, And here ya even herbed with-out sound, My words can rout rounds, Ya losin and it`s disappointin you, I got a 'sharp eye' Soul, ..I`ma stab you with my 'point of view', Then break a joint or two, Step up and i`ll leave ya role hurtin, I`ma kid-nap your heart, And leave the rest of you 'Soul searchin', Listen, Don't blame me for the disses, I`m just a sender of fact, Think back to the last time you beat off and "remember ya wack", Never attack kids you can't beat, You should know the phrase, Rockin a For-BI`s shirt, Even you said ya name goes both ways, You better than I ? I`m already in your head, So know the deal, 'Every Little Thing I Do is on your mind', ..So is Soul 4 Real?? I`ll pull your card and then 'deck' you, You ain't supposed to win, Hit ya wit a full house, After-all you are named after an Olsen twin, ..And you STILL don't know any "DJ`s", ..I`m whole in control, This battles like my old pair of Nikes, I`m puttin holes in the 'sole'.. Need to catch your breath?? ..Too bad.. Let`s speak on your pic Soul, Please tell us what happened, I dunno what the fuck ya doin, But no one can 'picture you rappin', The shit that your yappin? Quit it! ..Or end ya life with slug`s, Frontin' like your rhymin to someone, Too bad the mic's unplugged, Why you the only one at ya show? You spit? God it`s doubtful, Thats why your suckin' on the mic like a dick and got a mouthfull, Your out fool, But thats some shit you should already know tho', You can't "reach"expectations, Guess thats why your cruisin 'solo', Even your hoe knows, ..Who`ll you`ll notice i`ve been with, I`m like make-up when fuckin her, I blow and both of her lipstick, She`s holdin my dick with both hands, And i`m dousin her lace, I got her lip-locked, And I ain't talkin about the mouth on her face, Dropped her blouse to her waist, Then i started casin' her ass, It`s like my dick was an almanac, The way she was 'facin the facts', But i`m racin off track, Your wack, And heads know it`s true, You got an FBI shirt on because the crowd is FED up with you, Your fuckin through, Lemme tell you about the show your at, Even with the black 'n white pic i can see your clothes dont match, I`m steps ahead, I kill kids you even think your gonna roll with, Sonnin' you so bad that kids are gonna say i 'Summered Soulstice', By a whole i`m liver, ..I`m 'taken swings' like I stole the 'driver', This battle just turned into a wasteland, And i`m the Soul-survivor ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs Rudge 1 You couldn`t serve Aloe if you were a bottle of lotion, Thanx for goin ez on me voters, Blade shoulda been chosen, Rudge, You ain`t got shit on me like I sewed your bowels up, Play like you don`t belive in oral sex and keep your mouth shut, Beliving in Rudge is an empty faith, I hollowed the cross, You better start chewin ya L`s so you can swallow the loss, Rudge talk`s shit, But can he back it? Why`s he scared up? Talk is cheap 1, Barbers give it away free with haircuts, With him, After all is said and done, More is said than done, And like a rigged church raffle your chances are next to nun, Out loud your styles less audible than common Latin`s used, I got my ticket to Louisiana just so I could start Battin` Rudge, Suicide, My goal here is to make you take your life-n-hate it, People don`t get your shit dog, That`s why you hyphenate-it, This match was over before it started, So why make it infinate? Ya rhymes are unspittable like being a dehydrated impotent, Ya shook on my flow, So at least that makes one of us with it, Get your win-streak 'snapped' like kids runnin` with rickets, Rudge is gettin 'took-out' like 'context' or tissue with tumors, Kid heard the news he was gonna lose and wished it was rumor, Had flash-backs of the Agg battle, Where he bitched to get votes, You see? This kids whole styles is based on gimmicks and hopes, You don`t have any flow, Your aint an emcee, So why act like it? Ya chance of winning is slimmer than a Somalian on a crack diet! Is it just me? Or is this kid`s name more than fuckin` confusin? You better hop to second place 1, Don`t jump to conclusion`s, Half your lines are oxy-moron`s like violence with wellness, Your shit doesn`t make sence like Kamakaze pilots with helmets, You`ll never win, Like a lazy Slovak you never earn your Czech, Battling me`s got you twitching in accidents, A nervous wreck, This kid`s like fellatio with a minor, Rudge is getting licked early, Aside from all, I`m winnin this battle hands down like it was 6:30... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs Sime i`m already gonna win, so can i get the 'cash' advanced? sime ain`t no comp...maybe the pro`d have half a chance.. The End Of Sime: it ain`t vanessa williams, but i did save the best for last, rest easy nascar fan`s, because simes the next to crash, this win is mine, like ya screne name it`s simple, sime, got punch-in`s on ya text and ya still couldn`t hit a line, scared of mine? ya fumbelin change, not droppin dimes, i`ll fracture ya skull just so i can give ya "piece of mind," battlin me is like ya key-board, it`s a touchy subject, i`d play ya tape sime, but how ya bump some bunk text? sorry to trouble you, but i`m commin to snatch ya "w," you can see i got this win, but i was already double you, once i`ve beaten ya sime, please don`t pull a defc0n, me winning is a shoe-in, plus the reason u get stept on, i`m severin sime, cant win just typin letters that rhyme, like a second-hand witness he`ll never be better than eye, jus gimme the 50 black, simes already weak and bashed, he may have beaten the pro, but he`ll never see the cash. corny? yes..witty? maybe..but `ya never been clever, beat aloe? ya shouldn`t have got past mephi-whatever, ya bracket? i still can`t believe ya made it across there, im`a split ya wig and leave you dead in the cross-hair`s, why am i beating u sime? i was even counted out of it, ya rhymes are like a well-dressed accountant, counter-fit, ya rock-bottem, but thats why ya rhymes are hard to dig, and as for the tourney, i had you beat from the start of it, so i get the w kid, with you theres no way of delayin this, i threw away my pharoah cd so now simon ain`t sayin shit... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs 100proofMC aka The Franchise The Proof is in the pudding.. Pudding: Let`s rhyme - Proof`ll be ghost before i hit 6 lines, Your only a Real-Player when i beat you in Quick-Time, Aloe`s a cereal killer, Step up and i`ll Cap ya Crunch, Ya FedEx-in right hands and still can`t pack a punch, Ya win streaks Gone and your in your last 60 second`s, The worst loss since Ç whooped your ass in the epic`s! Known you for a while, We go back like your hair-line, How long you worked for mtv and not got any air time? You claim your best, Your goal in life is to reign the net, Yo..All you do is talk shit, But that explains ya breath, Hit Vegas and place ya bet, Your money's on me 8 to 1, That way afterward, At least you can still claim you won, It`s your game to run, Face me and get your lid sparked, You talk so much shit, Even your lips have skid-marks, You always shit-start, but never finish, you constipated? I think your into S&M they way you`re gettin dominated, Had enough? Your over the hill like the sun in the west, I`d battle you in audio, Cept your too in love with the text, He aint thugged out, I`ll leave the 'professor punched,' So far ahead of em i`ll leave his sucsessors chrunched, He`s less than scary..Wack, And i`m sure he knows it, Beaten by lotion, A hundred proof, But not even potent, Proof: After all is said and done, more is said than done, Your win chances are like a church raffle, Next to nun, The bets are on, No lyrics so you clone and scan mine, Your ant-size, I`m not only a player, I own The Franchise.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs MixedPhyt Your Wack.. Try and grasp the concept..No, That`s my tip your holdin, You shook on Aloe ..So it`s Phyt you got Mixed emotions, Only thing your rhymes are good for is to cover the fridge, Ya loss is like currents, It`s already water under the bridge, It`s a wonder you live, Frontin hip hop but jams to Sisqo, Winning? Ya kno ya outa luck like women in San Fransico, Beating Phyt is more simple than simes messanger name, Aloe got this hoe running-back like Cory Schlesingers game, Your whole styles a joke to me, So do your best, Clown, Kids lines are longer than Big Puns intestines stretched out, This kid can`t even aCompany Flow like Cannibal Ox, Quit sendin them gay emails, Don`t ever male my inbox, Your breaths like rotten meat in Somolia, Better not waste it, You got flow and your ill, But only cuz your styles bay-sick, Victory? I can taste it like taken a bite out of my win streak, This kid sounds more Mondayne than the way we begin weeks, Your whole existance is something I`d just love to waste, The reason your flows choppy is cuz ya styles cut-n-paste, With such a haste your gettin ignored like a prime-time informercial, I hope I got my point a-cross....Like a religious Sprint comercial, Phyts flow is horrible, And whats worse is his word play, Right now he`s thinkin "Just Shoot Me" like 9:30 on Thursdays, You woulda been better off defaulting, You shoulda run, At least you don`t bitch a lot, You just write and look like one, We could go toe-to-toe, But I don`t think ya physically phyt, You all know what loves company, And Phyts miserys bitch, You got excuses for ill lines like: "I just haven`t wrote it yet," Plus ya got ya hands-full like playin poker with a loaded deck, Phyt, You ain`t got shit on me like I sewed your bowels up, So play like you don`t belive in oral sex and keep your mouth shut.. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs Edi Cimoh (from like 1997) I`m battling Edi? i didn`t know that losers competed, Ruthless and weeded, i won`t stop till your hurt and defeated, Edi`s the worst in the leauge and, Aloe`s deaden` all he`s achievin`, I`m a carnivor in this, and Edi`s traped weak and veagan, I`m hard like solidity, beyond time like infinity, Edi`s gettin` played like a wife in Poligamy, I Get Open, like the ass of your momma`s wide, Shoot ya` from behind so they call it backward homicide (edicimoh), MY stories the only one that count`s, like narrarator view point`s, You ain`t "smoking" me, you just a "Vera-Hater" with a few joint`s, Rhyming, nah, you suck at that, now borrowed flows is where YOUR luck is at, But Wu-Tang just called askin` you to give `em their RUCKAS back, Now what the fuck is that? anything you spit i reflect, I`m the headless horsemen and kid, you ain`t got a diamond neck, Your hymens checked, kept in the background while i`m the focal point, Watch me wet your local joints just to get my vocal`s moist, Your SOFT like down feathers and wet tissue, Aloe`s gettin` his, i`m not the one with debt issues, Your text is misused, shouldn`t you be typin` up love articles? Read edi`s obituary, flip the page to see Aloe in the thug chronicles, i battle with chronic logic, forever keeping relevence on my side, "Aloe" plus "a battle" automatically equals numeric homicide, Euphoric pesticides caress the skies and infect your eyes, My lecture lies in the same class as infectious insecticides, Disect insides, and leave Edi stuck with complete demons, You just got fucked Edi, now your stuck in the concrete semen... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aloe vs John Dough Look at yourself John, ..Your grill is more than flaw worthy, You got no eyes, 4 chins, And a case of what seems to be jaw herpes, Jesus christ, Take a shower or somthin, Uncover your pores, I`d say we see eye to eye, But all that fat on ya face is coverin yours, Listen man, I beat kids asses, You like gettin your colon fingered, I got the victory in hand, ..All u got in yours is some swollen fingers, You can`t beat me, Not even with ebonics in your sentances, Dog, Your name would be perfect if you put a 'boy' at the end of it, You got a frown and a pig nose, Fuck this clown with his big dome, Forget about rap man, ..The only thing your down with is Syndrome, Your a fuckin Ompa Loompa with out makeup, ..Sorry Dough, And on top of that, U lookin like a thugged out clean shaven Warrio, How many chin`s does this kid have?? Fuck what he want`s, Scroll up to his tourney picture, The faggots holdin up his responce, Damn, I can`t even imagine how much u get fucked with in class, Rockin a shirt with the number of times you`ve been fucked in the ass, Def`s nuts, The faggot`s just dyin to see you posin, ..Queer Speakin of Defs nuts, wasn't ur mouth full when u first started postin here? Lord knows, You look like Butterbean, And a troll even more so, You got a chin bigger than Jay Leno`s, ...........Whole entire torso, I`ll put more holes in you than ya shirt has, Around every digit, Your picture ain`t cut off, Your just one hell of a top-heavy midget, Ya pics too easy to clown dog, Theres things we`re missin too, Like you flippin off the camera man cus even HE was dissin you, Don`t get down on yaself, ..I`d say keep ya head up 'n corked kid, But to keep YOUR chin up, You`d need like fifty men and a fork lift, Nice Falcons jersey by the way, pff lmao.. nah, i`m jokin you see, I`ll call you Jamal, dog.. But only cus ur face is as broke as his knee, As for all of them layers of skin, U gotta be foldin`em when u spit, I ain`t gotta tell ya ta' take two L`s, ..Your already holdin`em in ur pic. trap. is offline Add to trap.'s Reputation Report Post Reply With Quote Multi-Quote This Message Quick reply to this message Old 04-11-2013, 05:14 PM #2 Vinny Senior Member Join Date: Apr 2013 Posts: 180 Battle Record: 5-4 Rep Power: 0 Vinny Vinny Vinny Vinny Vinny Vinny Vinny Vinny Vinny Vinny Vinny Default ^NOT WORTH HALL OF NAMES. Vinny is offline Add to Vinny's Reputation Report Post Reply With Quote Multi-Quote This Message Quick reply to this message Old 03-21-2024, 08:45 PM #3 Saint Scream Saint's Avatar Join Date: Jun 2015 Posts: 3,248 Battle Record: 63-35 Accomplishments - 50 Wins Champed - BA Picture Roast - Battle Royale Tournament - NBL Pic Roast - Netcees Battle League - NBL Season 11 - HoT Roast - BAL Roast - Tag Team Tourney - NBL Barcotic Cypher - SOL Pic Roast - BA Tag - XXXtentacion Roast - 1-2 LR Champ Rep Power: 22535867 Saint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant futureSaint has a brilliant future Default "The Locust Statment..." Aloe Vera.. The best? I`m twice this, Undoubtedly the Prowlers nicest, Aloe come wit enough energy to end the California power crisis, Sick of concieted suckas with no skill, I`m pullin their health, Gut out their insides, So now they no longer "full of themselves," Keepin the vibe, My styles like bile when it`s seeping inside, Put the jaws of life on your head to say you got eaten alive, Treat kids domes like bananna`s, 1 twist and i`m peelin back, Must be a curious mother-fucker because i`m always killin cats, The dopest, Ya betta play like Ford and Escape when I Focus, Others make points with periods, I make statments with locust`s, Leavin more backs wet up than the U S / Mexico border, Aloes always commin in first, Even when ya use alphebetical order, While some cats got bows to earn, I got maaad flow to burn, My fingers aimed at the 'shift' key, Past the point of no return, Feel the lotion, I put rims and caps on the wheel`s of motion, Yall flows compare with deep puddles, Mine deal`s with oceans, Leavin mortars blown with my skills only a quarter shown, Stand blowed on intersections just to be deemed a corner-stone, Aloes up above ability, Ya life is the cost of you not feelin me, Beat me? I`ll put the chance in a tail-pipe and exhaust the possibility... Kory Calico... I spit to be free..greenhouse effects to lift from the trees -You can bare arms, I'd rather keep a couple tricks up the sleeve ..I Pay my final respects, cuz radio's dead Now I only bump the sick tunes that play in my head Your talk of skills is amazing fiction to which I never paid attention If my life is an open book, their must be some pages missin' You'll learn to fear hell when, u peer inside my weird melon Cuz Cali's been through more bars than any Career Felon To sum it up, you lack charisma, got a slow poise and no voice And Whoever birthed your style, has made me pro choice The masses react to savagery tapped on my classics in wax Cuz the musics breathtaking to the point of an asthma attack Wackness is a vacuum, but I'm not gonna get pulled in With u wanna be ballers, who'd get outshined by the bulls bench And any cat who try to breach the deep expanse of my mind 'll end up w/ more plastic surgery than Michael and Janet combined Turn your crew to dust, just sit their u stupid fuck While I hunt down whoever propped you..cuz I KNOW they knew u sucked I'll write a poem explosive, just let me zone a moment But you such a pain in the ass, its making me homophobic… pMpology101 __________________ Saint is offline Add to Saint's Reputation Report Post Reply With Quote Multi-Quote This Message Quick reply to this message Reply Edit TagsTags None Quick Reply Message: Remove Text Formatting Bold Italic Underline Insert Link Insert Image Wrap [QUOTE] tags around selected text Decrease Size Increase Size Options Quote message in reply? « Previous Thread | Next Thread » Currently Active Users Viewing This Thread: 1 (1 members and 0 guests) Lindel Posting Rules You may post new threads You may post replies You may post attachments You may edit your posts BB code is On Smilies are On [IMG] code is On HTML code is Off Forum Rules Forum Jump Hall of Names All times are GMT -4. 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Default Open Mic (solo) Thrilla Posted on June 19, 2016 This fucking pugnacious pugilist. Stalking the ring like he owns the damn place, walking with swinging grace and moving with fluid nuance. Shaking up the world, one combo at a time, one dishonorable decline. Evasive — duck and curl. Tuck and hurl punches like they’re nothing. Striking something deeper in the fabric of our emaciated nation. We needed his madness. We needed his graceful degradations, steeped in a tragic figure of an unforgettable age. Shaking with rage, to shaking with the creeping lens of sadness. The pagan, he waits. Sold his visions to false prophets. Sold his image to cold profits. Sold his limits to our audience. Kept us engaged. What more can we ask for? Our Louisville Slugger, The Greatest, one vainglorious bastard. Amtrak Depot, Penn Station, New York. Posted on March 24, 2015 Crusted corners of eyes sweeping the room, strained by the fluorescent lights' deepening gloom. We're fucking glowing in sadness. Track delay, explosive reactions, with coffee and body odor corroding the transit. And we're bundled. It's cold outside. We're stuck in the sweat pit. Funneling frustrations through each thrust at the exits. The mad scramble. It's love at first neck twist. She wore leather boots and kept her head down as she texted. Avoid eye contact, part of the (dys)functional checklist, along with keeping track of belonging, but none of us should be here. We're passing along. Vagabonds of the moment. Glum cast of despondents. She wore a winter hat, revealing a flash of her blond head. Amanda. Might be her name. Looks like an Amanda. The scrum reduces us to ticket numbers, turnstiles and bar scanners. Book readers. Nook readers. Newspaper glancers. With the turn of each page, no escape and no answers. The seats are padded, yet the backs jettison any attempt at rest. Still Amanda coils her boots under her leggings to stretch. We're two hours late, discussing the weather but stuck inside, refreshing devices in hopes of finding another ride. Security points. Don't pet the dogs. Please step up and right. "Now boarding": Amanda, my love, good-bye. |
Shadows of Reality
The snooze button didn't do nothing to stop this alarm. I roll over and I'm socked really hard, nostrils are scared. My husband's breath has unbuttoned death, it's probably SARS or a bad, ferocious case of halitosis that's gotten to Mark. Eyes watering leaves my vision's blurred, but widened awake. I look at Mark, but he looks like Al Bundy's alive in his place. Trying to shake that vision off with a smile on my face. Imagine me as Peggy, but even that life I'd embrace. Our children are still lying in place, snore sounds of tommy-guns blasting. Then Devan looks at me with crooked teeth like a zombie on acid. Acting it too, he attacks me like food; I'm bitten, struck on my breast. He's punched in the head, the other hits me once on the leg. A Charlie horse follows, they start throwing bottles, I use their pillows as shields. Only eleven, but Tony and Devan will have blood spilled as they're killed. Then Mark grabs me and spanks them badly like it's the easiest task, but Mark's Stan, Tony's Steve and Devan's Haily dressed in drag from American Dad. I giggle a bit while making their lunches. I'm going crazy or something in the left side of my brain has malfunctioned. I make these assumptions, while drinking coffee to refreshen my mind because Family Matters, but then that massive nerd is stressed through my eyes. Carl and Eddie Winslow with Urkle next to his side. They're extra surprised as I laugh loudly like the devil's inside. It's settled, I'm right. Urkle trips and of course his movement's dramatic. The whole table falls, plates hit the wall on some, "Did I do that?" shit! Annoyed and confused, my boys are some fools, but this pattern's insane. Not just graphics displayed, they're matching the ways and what characters say. They see me upset, quickly clean up the mess before I get nasty and fight, but you take the good, you take the bad, that's the facts of my life. Tragedy strikes with magical sights and my laughter combined from costumes that's on my guys, Charmed witches have been supplied. No more scratching my eyelids, but I go take the remote. Maybe I can put them on channels for my favorite shows. Then again I should escape all these roles taking place in my home. I turn off the TV, I'm who's the boss in 3D, just hating the throne. Breakfasts, lunches, dinners, work and meetings after school. Running after two funky, hungry, jumpy asses that drool. Having twins with savage grins, watching a sponge act a fool. I shouldn't be surprised, they're demonized from the fun of cartoons. Reality sucks and sometime we all need to imagine some stuff. Cast in the sun from the creation of shadows dreamed up. Within the darkness, there's no reflection to laugh, love and hug. Which acts as a drug; a happiness blunt, without that we're all fucked. Topic: Everything we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see. |
Why The Caged Birdman Sings
Lonliness is an empty vessel - because it floats better. Without hope tethered or the sense to know whether you could say ignorance leads a fresh batch of go-getters. That is to say an empty home is unafraid of home wreckers. Oppression is a vessel of friction - unsettled condition. One rug-burned knee touching down on the wrestlers victim. Relentless and vicious - a true king sleeps on the feathers of chickens... And caged birdmen have been plucked into a steady diminish. Anxiety is a means to oppress. Those who have it avoid being direct. Overworked nerves burst from the first pleas for respect - every one after the fact keeps the body pleading for death. Not a literal shut down, just a feeling expressed as micro, or macro, and conceived in the flesh. Internal turmoil makes the cold cage welcoming. They could lock themselves in and still wont hate everything. Interactions have a cycle of laugh, cry, rotate specimen to create memories for a no-brained elephant. The soul stays menacing for better or worse, because most prey was a predator first. The battle for survival is a bloodlust whos victory is met with a thirst. Enough folks are cut-throat without being your own enemy, but we're stuck with self deprecation conceding to known levity. We're dreaming to show empathy because the feeling is so leveling but when we open our mouth to speak; the speech is bellowed trembling. Society riles up the anxious by nature. Masked mouths chasing the paper - While employers demand that we save ....conversations for later. Silent looks are exchanged for a favor and texting is hailed as our savior. The metaphor is simple - there's no assailant or hater The cage is behavior. |
Lefty vs Beyond
Beyond Fact: you suck. I’m making you pay ‘cause you can’t back it up. And I’d make sure the check is good, but ^that shit was wack as fuck. Crybaby bitch, don’t try saying shit or defend your groupies. Most shit sways in the wind, you sway when you get wind of losing. Senseless newbie. Alvin ain’t even shit, you’ll never be a boss again. I mean c’mon.. at least when I beat ‘em, not EVERYONE said I lost to him. Murder you like Costigan, I’m off the hinge and tough as The Miz. And just an fyi, Beyonce’ lines are played in whips enough as it is. I’m all for honoring those that passed, ‘specially who caught the lead. And Left 4 dead 2, is the only way his game’ll get ‘em a shot at head. Those predictions are gay as fuck, you’re no Rick James with bitches. Faggot, the only reason you got Morris ‘cause your dick game is vicious. My key’s divine. Yours last round was trash, no need to lie. I swear.. if Left wing’s it, Obama’s approval ratings are at a steep decline. Read the lines. And realize, chum. That your girl is a real wide cunt. Your bitch is a whale of a woman who even I wouldn’t fuck Tillikum. Your punches are hoeish, plus you’re wack and "sort’ve" rap. Each one of yours just Peppers, mine fucking sack the Quarterback. Guess swag and flow is "in" now. Damn, text got simple quick. You won the title, but who the fuck wouldn’t against a Defcon nipple slip. Get wrecked, ya’ little bitch. It’s time I expose the fronting. If you’re in DOHpe, the name fits since they must be smoking something. This dude is a bitch, you got beat last round and I’ma do it again. With my drive, Leftover from the get-go like fastfood in the fridge. I’m A-list in this tourney — your seed is laughable, newb. You got a stronger tie to C than your battle against Gaffle could prove. I’m baffled by you. Thinking you could beat a legend, kid. When all that goes to show is that you’d have a loss if Resin did. Bet I’ll win. Cried ‘cause your Legacy punchline was so newbie-esque. Mad only people ride-in that Subaru flip are stunt drivers on movie sets. Lefty as soon as day's breaking, he’s pacing and stays hatin fuck vacation this face scraping’ll make Chile look like safe haven i’m cake chasin and clip thugs. fists that’ll split mugs any punches Be list look more like the cast of Celebrity Fit Club you started at Nobody’s Smiling?! wow, dude musta been smitten sorry it died but you’ve tried keeping it living with every punch that you’ve written played lines is a given. read your no show verse, quit rap. a quick fact… no matter how you dressed up that cum line, it STILL looked straight off the thrift rack fucking kid’s whack. I haven’t lost and don’t have that event planned it aint in the bag. those are your net fans dressing like Nets fans don’t test Left’s hands, I REALLY had a pops in the joint reading Beyond verses shows you’re pussy if it got to that point and first round opponents? you still got failing scores a fucking whole team of FlowD0cs had no shot fixing whats ailing yours i could give a fuck where you live, i’m known for hoarding guns i’m in the east, Bey...but your catalogue isn’t something we’d order from for you it’s more than fun. its young boys you’d die to caress in bunks i should tank. then it’d be Alien vs. a Predator dateline’s been tryna catch for months you’ll be stretched in trunks. fucking LOLLLL @ your NBL record, whore Guns clipped you AND you got hit with the Tsunami hawaii was checking for dohpe is who im reppin for. check brackets, you werent predicted to merk I’m rippin this jerk. It’s March, Madness should’ve written his verse lifting his skirt. fuck your disease, I’ll blind side you with metaphors baretta’s, 4’s….when I aim the glaucoma’s really what youre headed for i settle scores, and there’s no way you’ll whoop marcus ass you literally cant see me, I’d fight you just for the handicapped parking pass your bars is trash. got no crew, start knockin on veteran’s doors you need to Snatch lines, both he and his roommate’s are better than yours getting severed for sure, somebody put a frozen steak on his eye i’m afraid for this guy. even the Beyond/Lefty matchup’s based on a lie Winner: Lefty |
vs. Uneek
12-29-2002 first EVER battle on b-boys yo! if u are what u eat, everyone’s uneek.. dont be proud of that shit; cuz I got this battle hands down, just like the crowd when u spit... ur Uneek, dicks like to get beat; but dis pussy’s got me to kill.. why do u rap.. I’m sicker than Hitler and can Nazi your skill! Now for the hot-seat, u ill? Well ur poetry really drops jaws.. everyone claps at ur ass; til they use a whole round of applause; It’s the sound of a loss, the smell of defeat; all 5 senses tossed; like Jesus u dont wanna cross; I’ll leave ya redder than Pentecost. Ur whole cause is lost; I clock kids that front, watch ya back.. Uneek can’t tackle this quarterback; fags only close to the sack; Those are the facts.. I’ll kick ur ass like its being fed this shoe... I really had a Uneek problem today.. now he’s just a dead issue.. |
Vanity Fare
Eternity is obsolete, infinity is bust These cobbled's streets instill in me disgust All that's left in this vicinity is dust As I take a look around, It's killing me Unjust duplicity? We trusted willingly Now look at what their infantry has crushed. I was on a search to find the inner me, that's 'Us' At first it was the eyes, staring back through tainted lenses A blink, a sign of life, but ultimately remaining senseless Next were the fingers, placing all hope at their tips Then the glorious day a song broke from the lips The moment was bliss, but came to form a sobering cyst Puss filled the cup of glory, it runneth over and dripped They were our David, our Mona Lisa, our Sistine chapel Sculpted by the hands of Gods with a pristine scalpel We raised them as babies, our precious creations Taught them how to live, from lectures to patience Each man provided a tender, caring, hand that guided And when it got itself in trouble, we would stand beside it Enduring years of hell, from the first tears that fell We taught them how to hear, and smell...fears to quell However, time quickened in pace, they grew to be strong Suitably drawn to things they knew to be wrong It wouldn't be long, they were taught by hate - the mind of Man Devise a plan, bide your time before you take the final stand They learned the art of war, the lust for blood in a fight We saw them come in the night...the ultimate, thunderous blight. Playing God? Surely the creator can destroy Like the days of Sod? Though it was them who crushed our cities And them who laid us bare Though they betrayed our lust, our pity It was them who made us care Ego told us to create and advance Learning, hoping...taking a chance My vanity built a masterpiece, and he became free All I can hope that maybe one day, my vanity... ...will re-create me. |
My head is racing, contorted from medication
A mental patient who should be forced in to segregation Millenia old, unthwarted and never aging You can find me in the Bible, on a horse in The Revelation I've fought wars, mastered the force and levitation Newton and Einstein? I'm the source of their education I'm the past, present and future... ...the course of it never changing Man is blind, in his hands are the sands of time I've seen it all, from the bland to the damn sublime I've written every movie script, directed every scene And it wasn't even a passion, just a secondary dream I've heard words that have never been said, stories untold Saw the fourties unfold, put a bullet in a President's head I broke in to a house, and shot John Lennon in bed I was aiming for Yoko, who'da known I'd get him instead? Never been wed, but fathered every child that's ever been bred Wiped up each drop of blood every veteran bled I've played with the dice of pain and demise Stood close enough to Hitler to see the flame in his eyes Heard the Jews pray for respite from the taste of his lies I witnessed God's grace within the Garden of Eden Then saw him turn his back on the starving and grieving Noah had a few pigs, some goats, some sheep, not two of every kind So I go to church and scoff at those who see truth in every line I saw Poseidon pissed when his trident missed the mark Took a trip to visit Erebus, residing in the dark I built the Great Wall, fought with Atilla the Hun Spit some dope rhymes that were iller than Pun Took a voyage with Sinbad, star gazed with Copernicus Made Marilyn Monroe's eyes glaze from a nervous kiss I've lived a life, I've seen the world, eternity my abode Now I sit in this room...burning inside, the curse of the silent ode Just taking pills, thinking of how things were better then 'Nurse, he's telling lies on the the internet again!' So I may have exaggerated...don't blame me for the shit though Go back to the start... ....I told you I was crazy from the Get Go. |
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