04-25-2002
Bane (
http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=8776)
yo Xclusive ill rip the mic in your avy off and shove it down your throat so i can playback your demise\\
i 'lyrically-sodomize' netcees so hard it will 'cross-ones-eyes' got you 'seeing~double'.. heres my nuts\\
take em on~your~chin shit you couldnt faze me if you had a 'siamese-twin' throw your verse in the trash-bin\\
have it recycled so I can rip you over a-gain i'll slice your main~vain so your body can be 'mundane' like ya brain\\
bane will make your body~contort like you just left 'juvinille' court, feel your pulse get 'dropped like its hot'\\
more often then not i give emcees blood~clots cause they got~caught 'off~gaurd' like Bob Dole you cant 'be~hard'\\
goin on a emcee killin spree leavin retard debris allover my keys Xclusive your sweet ass is Xclusivly for~me\\
i'm a banshee haunting you in your dreams nothing is as it seems like a dead head reality is obsolete\\
I descretely key your death completly, repeatedly decapitate your honor come back for more? 'This kids a goner'
Ready to unload my verbal shotgun blasts, you the opposite of ill, your style 'contrasts' my 'forecast' X will neva-last\\
explanation- exclusive used to have a mic as an avy.. Ready to unload on top of his avy
Xclusive
Ass-is-Bridled~Hog tied so Pass-the-Rifle...(hee haw!!!!!)
im the Champion~and like Nameless Songs you Have yet to catch-the-Title...
Grasp-the-White-Folks!~and Karoake-to-Barry...
you Barely-know-me-ya-Fairy~and you DREW-this-Shit like Sharing-floaters-with-CARREY...eww!
Buts its a Instinct-to-hang-ya-Ass...
Scared?~then why are you a Street-Back like Nsync-in-Gangsta-Rap...
this Bitch-thinks-its-Safe-to-Clap~While the Crowds-in-Silence...
Proud-of-My-Wildness?~then SHUT THE FUCK UP and listen to how Loud-Ya-Wife-is...
ill sew '2 plus 2' into 'right size' to make you 'four-fit'~is-little-clit is getting rip as if 'R.Kelly' got a hold-of-it~ to This Clown-i'm-biting?~i Fake-the-Truth?...
But ya Whole Story is like Watered Down alcohol~cuz you Aint-Got-Proof...
Quaint-Sounds-Fool~I seem to hear a Actor-in-Riddles...
Ya Stage Career was Cut-short~Like Midget Circumcisions following Laughter-and-Giggles...
its a Garden Tool Massacre~The Way im Beatin-Ho(e)s...
Ya Rap Career's been History~Literally since before you were Incan(Inkin')-flows...
Feet-to-Nose~Keep it Discrete as im Buryin-the-Corpse...
As for ya Style~I Prematurely Sonned-it like Cesarian-Intercouse...(C-Section)
my rhymes making you 'give up' quicker than fat ladys during a Tai-Bo-session.........!