Atari Logic vs Atomic Thoughtz

trap. · 01-28-2013, 02:55 PM

02-05-2002

Atomic Thoughtz

Punish my Pen and Pad wit Perfection...known to Split Spectacles
I'll Throw you some Change if you really want to get Tech-Nickle
Pump Grease in a Crease of Teeth...give you a Slip of the Tongue
Compress your Face in with my Bare Knuckles...Ya Wrecked Son
Rippin Vets for fun...I wreck new games and leave the old to rust{atari}
Trip heads to bust...Top kings on the toilets and give you the Royal flush
Styles so Boring...Leave…your Barely on and I'm Rarely Calm
Use Shirley Temples Warfare on AL...Drop some 'Cherry' Bombs
Ya Lines got me 'Shaking my Head' and I'm not even Done Pissing
Trying to tell me your ILL...I don't care...I'm not even Listening
I'm not Hungry..don't eat snickers...but I'll take a bite out of Logic
The God spits...Silly Rabbit don't get mad cause I drop Tricks
Vascular tubes sliced with Sharp Blades...have ya Heart Spaced
Atari L. got JAG Characters Pissed...so stay out of Harms Way*
No questions to ask...Kid Ya' lose...Whats there to wonder about?
It's like ya' tounges out of shape the way ya' 'runnin' ya mouth'
Rip ya tonsils out...Ya say ya eat vets...Well I eat vets that get ate
It's late...I'm done wit Atari...There's no left-overs on my plate

*Harm is a Jag Character on TV

Atari Logic

I bring a magnifying glass to those with Atomic-thoughts,
cuz while you "thinkin small" I got bombs that drop like comet-rocks,
all ya links I maul, threads beheaded, posts get toasted
claim ya a vet so where's the dope flows ya boasted? foes is phobic
atomic? please the globes explodin when atari loads his modem
throw blows from Oakland, while ya ho blows my scrotum,
you low in totems.. yo, I'm the head honcho
with a "deadly reign" that'll leave you with "red poncho",
atari's no game console, ask ya lame consults.. they know not to start-fights,
my type sparks-lite "illumination" to Dark Knights, assume ya facin
"a hard right, two lefts jabs and a strong hook", my flows like a kick to the groin the sickest joint in ya song book ain't "matchin punches"
you could study like will smith (Ali) but still lack that magic somethin,
you ain't into rap-consumption, more like smashin pumpkins
while watchin faggots-humpin.. no wonder ya avatar's a half naked-dude
ya verse you could baste in lube, ya still wouldn't make it smooth,
the fakest crew to hit the boards, tryin to spit in war, limbs get tore
AL don't give a fuck about the outcome that's why I act unfriendly-for,
cuz most of you men-be-poor.. lookin for "windows of opportunity"
but I "unhinge the door" and acheive merits out side online communitites.

01-28-2013, 02:55 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Atari Logic vs Atomic Thoughtz 02-05-2002 Atomic Thoughtz Punish my Pen and Pad wit Perfection...known to Split Spectacles I'll Throw you some Change if you really want to get Tech-Nickle Pump Grease in a Crease of Teeth...give you a Slip of the Tongue Compress your Face in with my Bare Knuckles...Ya Wrecked Son Rippin Vets for fun...I wreck new games and leave the old to rust{atari} Trip heads to bust...Top kings on the toilets and give you the Royal flush Styles so Boring...Leave…your Barely on and I'm Rarely Calm Use Shirley Temples Warfare on AL...Drop some 'Cherry' Bombs Ya Lines got me 'Shaking my Head' and I'm not even Done Pissing Trying to tell me your ILL...I don't care...I'm not even Listening I'm not Hungry..don't eat snickers...but I'll take a bite out of Logic The God spits...Silly Rabbit don't get mad cause I drop Tricks Vascular tubes sliced with Sharp Blades...have ya Heart Spaced Atari L. got JAG Characters Pissed...so stay out of Harms Way* No questions to ask...Kid Ya' lose...Whats there to wonder about? It's like ya' tounges out of shape the way ya' 'runnin' ya mouth' Rip ya tonsils out...Ya say ya eat vets...Well I eat vets that get ate It's late...I'm done wit Atari...There's no left-overs on my plate *Harm is a Jag Character on TV Atari Logic I bring a magnifying glass to those with Atomic-thoughts, cuz while you "thinkin small" I got bombs that drop like comet-rocks, all ya links I maul, threads beheaded, posts get toasted claim ya a vet so where's the dope flows ya boasted? foes is phobic atomic? please the globes explodin when atari loads his modem throw blows from Oakland, while ya ho blows my scrotum, you low in totems.. yo, I'm the head honcho with a "deadly reign" that'll leave you with "red poncho", atari's no game console, ask ya lame consults.. they know not to start-fights, my type sparks-lite "illumination" to Dark Knights, assume ya facin "a hard right, two lefts jabs and a strong hook", my flows like a kick to the groin the sickest joint in ya song book ain't "matchin punches" you could study like will smith (Ali) but still lack that magic somethin, you ain't into rap-consumption, more like smashin pumpkins while watchin faggots-humpin.. no wonder ya avatar's a half naked-dude ya verse you could baste in lube, ya still wouldn't make it smooth, the fakest crew to hit the boards, tryin to spit in war, limbs get tore AL don't give a fuck about the outcome that's why I act unfriendly-for, cuz most of you men-be-poor.. lookin for "windows of opportunity" but I "unhinge the door" and acheive merits out side online communitites.