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Old 04-30-2020, 04:27 AM   #1
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Default 1998 "Immortal Emceez" (I.E, ezboard.com forum) keystyle cypher (ft. Corleone, Curse, Genocide aka Anon, Wird Of Pley, Nauseous Anxiety aka Hypothesis, Nastee, Eco, and others.).

xI Curse Ix
Some early just woke up shit...

I'll kick your seed just to plant-my-foot...-shook-...like fish attached-to-hookz...natural-disaster -chin flatter- from my habital-programable-snitch-reactor...ate when pissed wit cannibalistic-bladder-skin-protractor -cynical laughter-...I finally realize that shit-doesnt-matter...all life-will-perhish..some might-inherhit..I need nuthin except a mic-to-tear-it and knivez-to-cherish your bare-skin...never embaressed...I simply-dont-care...enimiez-grow-starez -pairz- of these-moronz...-seem- to bore-on born-wit-tore-thoughtz...I grip-the-flesh damn near rip-ur-neck...make endz meet...I barely live-off-checkz...but fuck it...thiz sentence-iz-dead...

eno




MeLLiFLuenT TexT
setence-is-dead....
this sequence-is-bless, cause Mellifluent has arrive-to save-it, grab-a-knife-and-raise-it, stab-ya-eye-and-sway-it, contain a divine-mind, im the Immortal Emcee who dont like 'smart' asses, so fuck 'einstein', the fact that im the best, is-correct, reply to talk shit and i'ma slit-ya-neck, see my words running across this site will leave ya spinal-'cord' 'dis-con-nect', i only spit profound rhyme, just to make cats 'confuse' and 'twist-their-sex'......




AnOnAmOuS

severed in shreads, wanna debate? lets wake the reff, wait.. he left, better off gone.. than a present, yet brainless head, braid ya dreads-//
better gain respect.. u imagined figment, want beef i bet? thats why ya breath stinks.. try a pig-mint (*pigment*), carefull tho.. it might change ya skin pink-//
empty.. explains your concepts, tryin to see anon.. might strain ya eye lids, ive seen mad green.. by the way, im irish, gettin so high.. that i make the sky lift-//
nine inch.. nails diggin ya iris out, god im foul, but like depression.. you knew anon was 'down', surviving how? not sure myself.. im still finding out-//




Hidden Lawn Gnome
-still-finding-out...how inner truths can somehow lie-without// Words unspoken denied a mouth, i started incisions at the neck and now i'm slicing-south// This girl-is-funny, attraction to the pearls-and-money// Even though her world-is-sunny, she's destined to leave it soiled-and-bummy// Life's an entrance, but we're all on a course to the exit, flex-fit like the caps, take from 'El-P' "Yo..that's intrepid.."........

ach..it's been while...continue....
-onu-

l Hypothesis l
Intrepid...
I Kick'd Air Waves an left them Breath-Less,
Infect Text-with words that could
Leave Aids infested Fatt Bitches 'An a Wreck-Sick'...(anareksic,how evah u spell it,)...
I Share Heat from the Sun,Despair-Weak-Tounges,...
Im so Twisted I make Air-Bleed Lungs..

Blahz..
lil keystyle...
~1~

X eco X
Air-Bleed Lungs
I bear-these-gunz and challange anything with the following.. Hair-Teeth-Sons
Even the mastermindz of tha past.. do I dare-meet-one? Shall he disrespect me and I'll chew him like Carefree-Gum
Yah'll couldn't spit ill as fucc even if STD'z raped your saliva-glandz
I'm under a wicked tribal-trance.. At this rate.. I'd even write ma own gospelz for bible-fanz
blahh


I Nastee I
Air Bleed Lungs..
its never fair-street-slums.. perceptions come across that if we care-we-dumb.. if u iced out u get blinded to priorities thats wut the glare-become.. if we destroy this earth then its where-we-done.. fuk racism, if u a skinhead get a hair-piece-son.. if misery loves company realize a world of hatred is barely-fun.....



xI Curse Ix
'bible fanz'

Im so phat I got tha aislez-crammed...more into pussy then -diaphragmz-...wrote a letter to GLAAD..you guyz-are-fagz...the illest pinn-acle...even if catz brought the 'max' my cannibal mandible would leave ya MEN-A-MUAL...get-ur-penz-out..so sick Bic blew itz-end-out...I'll box the whole underground like I got ring-worm..ur -femur- turned till ya knee-burstz.....

eno



Corleone

the sickest emcee..
ill kick your teeth back till it scrapes your throat,
then piss on a crucifix while im amputating the pope/
'immortal'.. satan could stab me and still wouldnt murder me,
bitch smacked the fag and made hell mine for eternity,
rip out your spine so your insides collapse,
my rhymes come in presence (tense) thats why I always 'gift raps'/
as i come to my conclusion of being tha sickest lyricist,
so I slice your wrist..
and put my fist so far down your throat that you just swallow my wrist...


Deciple of Evil
-=Crimsion=-
Like evaporated liquids i stay lifted , Explict syndiacate half wit .... breakin barriers , boundaries an surpassin any limit , foe's flee unnerved an timid ~ stories of crushed skulls On concussions , combustion ... disable's intro-ductions ,debate's , deliberate discussions an frontin ~ enemies exprience humilality , words vanquish careers of peer's into ah bitter memory ... Bitchz,Niggaz,Emcee's defense's seem weak ta me , like ah virus in-nah patient wit ah immunity deficiency ~ even wit tampered needles Foe's couldn't be sick , wavin thru rumor's an rudderick ... circling around my click , Tempted!!! 2 slap spit while side-steppin ya side-kick ... on some other shit ~ Wordsworth appear worthless once I pinch the surface ,Foe's?observe dis ... Confused an Discouraged , lookin for purpose ~ Punchline's dat punch rhyme's wit sucha swift blow , they steal oxygen an sufficate the entire first row *****


X eco X
Entire first row
Weaklingz run their mouthz and aquire-"curse"d-flowz.. Immortal Emcees.. try-to-verse-those.. I'm so blazing hott.. i'm alwayz in "fry-a-verse"-mode.. Ma idea of a handicap match is raping chickz-in-wheelchairz.. make her strip-and-squeal-there.. then shave her bald to see if she'z equipped-with-real-hair
xI Curse Ix
-real hair-

My 'sound protected' by steel-lairz...'off and on' breathing..like I'm bringing back to life and -killing air-...if my troublez coursed my veinz Id cut myself to spill-my-carez...kneel-for-prayer...will-you-dare?...the fuckin -originater-...the pen mightier then swordz?..my syringe-iz-greater...im dead for now..but I'll be livin-later...smack heat wavez and spin-the-equater...-bait her- seduce and rape-her...cuz shez lesbian...her ribz-are-just-haterz....lmao..bleh

leviathan the rhyme animal
fuck haters my style's greater/attack the wind wit my pen/
infinite leviathan/professional poetic profectionist/

yo iam by far the illest most tremendous/
lyrical poet to every split a mic open/
wit more bars than prison cells when iam flowing/
vocal cords form like water/your spirit just departed/
when the techniques of verbal currents iam controlling/
metal mic in my hand, as I speak and move mountains wit single command/
in the mist of all that’s dark, I snatch a mic a cause flashes of light to spark/
Leviathan speak fire, so why would you start/
bitch emcee,who lacks lyrical heart/
and couldn’t rip a verse if you tore an entire bible apart/
yo you better call upon the lord/
cause behold the greatest evils been born/
conceived though the birth of my pen/
Hells flames I shall emit upon holy scripts/
behold and witness, hip-hops new lyrical doctrine has been written/son iam the worst/
and on the day of my birth/
thee entire earth was eternally cursed/
lethal lyricallity from this almighty chosen one/
I commence in the creation of superb word contents/
and begin lyrical speaking in tongues while iam spiting/
ya ta yitty ill ma mc death con sa la na ba/
kill em all esa/
hip hop Armageddon and behold the beast has risen/
son your not worthy so stop spiting/




MeLLiFLuenT TexT
stop spitting?
hell nah cuz im off rippin, no hestitation to stop hitting, stepin to me is like composing suicide, my lyrics is so fuckin raw, im promoting crucify, readin my punches will literally bruise ya eyes, fuck wit me is like ur choose to die, --walks away and fall back into the endless thoughts--

Wird of Pley
I'd choose-to-die and end my stupid-life if it werent for the music-type I kick in feuds-and-fights with all these useless-tikes/
Whether or not I lose-my-writes I'm still established-as-deadly when banishin-emcees who cant handle-their-envy when battlin-against-me/
If my genre of music grew-tits I'd still be the "most-jocked"/
For everyline I write a fan gains a new bar to quote-off/
I take my words to the heart, so I gotta "make cuts" with bonesaws when leaving emcees with stone-jaws broke-off when I post-bars/
I make people off-ended like they werent-symmetrical, got riders so obsessed with my nuts it gets me pissed, urine-a-testical/
I'm gonna keep eating out sluts until virgins-are-edible and prove by my brain damage that most Massachusetts surgeons-arent-credible.


jcee
Incredible
its like me and MICROPHONE considered UNSEPARABLE/ I spit a verse and it flow so EDIBLE/ da hell with da INEVITABLE how bout i put every emeecz in one big table/label each one of them with a "W"(wack) above their NAVEL/but when my persona switches knowin most of these kats mastered the art of being bitches with a quickness I drop a post and most of these kats takes weeks to figure out what my verse is/ya dumb fucc its me VERSUS u/ ur turn to tap ya mental mah raps is synical/ i've been spittin since eatin off a females umbilical / this drop ain't LYRICAL cause me ignorin da MIC's is like SATAN performin BIBLICAL MICRACLE..(WHOAAA)/ this ain't COINCIDENTAL /real EMCEEZ spit in CYPHER while fake ones FLOWZ stuck in IDLE/ aint no beef here just cause every HIT IS CLEAR and each line just RIP n TEAR/ DAPZ to CURZE for SPARKIN this SHIT UP HERE...:::EXHALE SMOKE::::

PsY4RuS MeSS SiYaH

"TEXT PHOBIAC" your living fear, my WORDS are SPEARS ON-point to peers...within RADIUS when DEATH is near...victims STRIKEN down like CURSES head smokin from verses TEXT disperses PLAGUES to massacre adults like GENOCIDE cults...more "COMBINATIONS" of HITS than VAULTS... kicks RESULT multiple broken BONES damage TO domes cracked and BLOWN like ear DRUMS at (hott 2)DEAF-homes...my shaky tone hits like PARKINSONS disease, muhammad ali spit boxing FREES punches HIT you to different area codes over SEAS...TWISTED like KNEES...dope TRACKS LINE-up and -O-D- addicts with antrax means...SPIT WETT like PLAY-BOY dreams "HARD" enough to melt FLESH like STEAM
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