Namix

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Namix

• Also known as Dynamix.
• Active from June 2001 to the present time.
• Posted primarily on Rap World, B-boys, Rap Music and Project Rhyme, but also on various other sites such as Prowlers, Blunts, 411, and Eminem sites.

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BATTLES

...in the beginning

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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..

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vs. Egotistical

Kid hopes for a rap career?!
…I simply just find this question stunning, Wire you going about it?
Ego only shocks me when i put metal objects in his emotional outlet
this dick will never measure up against me, he’s short and i’m big
i’d mention the fags love life but thats all folks, like porky the pig
i bet ur almost done with ur verse…cuz the stench is lingering fast
i’d never thumb thru ur work, get your boyfriend to finger that ass
‘n fuck the newbie groupies who-keep pretendin this faggots mean
they can follow the rainbow, but i get skittles in vending machines
it could be as simple as 1, 2, 3..but in plain English im way too ill
so dont count on a win…cuz uno, dose, u dont have a tres of skill
I get arrogant after a kill...and I knew my knife was goin to boast
cuz my blade really got Egotistical...after it Pride open his throat
hope ur jottin down notes, cuz ya livin garbage like oscar the grouch
if ur skills even Remote, it must be hidden somewhere under a couch
though our records wont relate after this, i’ll still find him 'n I alike
cuz mine will be a good 4-nothing, ‘n he’s been that his entire life!

Thanks for putting me on your buddylist, lol

vs. euphemism
10-31-2003

happy halloweeen heh

ya u got up here before me, ever think i could be a new member?
be glad u made the Thirty first ...cuz u wont be seein November
Aura gave u a tough loss son, last round ur ranking was awesome
but now that Six is 18…joey lawrence can let their love Blossom
Euphemism euphucking suck… listen bitch, your dissing is thru
i have a leg up on the competition…just to keep pissing on you
yea im after the thrown…so quick lets get all these votes-pooled
if hes in a class of his own…its a euphemism for home-schooled
we can reflect on all ur years rapping, but it would offer no help
cuz after they ‘took u for a ride’, u had nothin to Chauffer urself
hes never mustard up any skill, so he’s playing ketchup instead
and Solution has a sandwich…after Mayo is spread on his bed
i’m gonna leave this square bent out of shape, for the last time
everyone knows u cant make the circle of life…with a flat line
cant match mine, i’ll put your lights out so bad it hurts to sleep
if u snooze u lose.. so i aint even gonna read ur verse this week
next time u bathe in the spot light, i’ll throw toasters in for ya
because i can come off the wall quicker than ur posters of aura

vs. Verbal Weaponz
10-02-2003

IMMA GET Verbal

…READ MY LIPS, beacause you need a lot of help to win, its true
u dont just need a-cyst, u need a severe case of herpes simplex two
cuz i aint throwin this.. but if you Badger me im sure to throw a fit
so if u want to keep on diggin yourself a hole… fucking Gopher it
and forget stones and sticks, i got rusted machetes to jerk with fury
i’d be scared of VerbalWeapons...but I know that words can hurt me
i raise bets and teach them to rumble, believe it u will get pummeled
and after im certain they beat your Ante, their gonna kill your uncle
cram ur face, Verbal-lies bout bein ill, its all talk ‘n a damn disgrace
cuz it means the bitch has gotta skirt around the truth..and his waist
….i got hollow tips, hes just got void advice on the keys to advance
‘n i’d have to go to a gay disco club before i ever see the ‘Guidance’
i clown weaklings, ‘n enroute to plow the kids that are now peaking
VERBALS WACK…. that’s why my skill goes with out speaking

vs. .LM.
10-17-2003

...eh, here's my no show verse.. kids need to stop sleeping or just not check in tho


kid cant match against me, best believe ya’ll can take him gently
cuz the top 30 is just like high school years…beyond ‘LM-entry’
but im gonna keep creapin muh way up, while u just bitch instead
…sad u wont see below ‘thirty-too’, like Mexican kids with sleds
dont know how you got here, and i dont care who this bitch cons
but the winner of your last match wasnt clear… it was Bronze
LM just go buy a vowel or something, you’ll get torn on the site
i have ALL elements of a good rapper, your just a Boron the mic

...and for love of the word of the week heh..
i'll craftily spacecraft thru this bar, before i blast off in laughter
cuz the wins so far sighted from you... it went to LensCrafters

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vs. Oneduh
2/19/04

lol mr ego was ur alias?

u win some, u lose some
u have something, then its gone…either way i’ll defeat u tho
for me victory is an easy-come, and beatin u is an ease -Ego
ur skill is doubted too, let me spell it out for you…w, a, c, k
this battle was over before it begun… like ur stay in the pba
they took u out preseason like anxious hunters, ur not very ill
ur too wrapped up in ur record bitch, u should a 10-2 ur skill
but next week it’ll be different, so when ur attendance is low
remember 3’s a crowd,
…...and even ur loss column wont be caught dead at ur show
i have more sects than the catholic church, if u wonder bitch
shit i just laid the cards on the table…and your trick under it
im Savage like fred’s career..im loadin a clip, blowin this kid
‘n bringin oneduh year’s to an end, like kevin growin up did
you say battling u is no picnic? if ur really that dumb, shit…
after this walk in the park, i’l bring u a piece of cake from it
say ur the R.Kelly of text? for now ur really living the dream
but what are your plans for after inkwell’s finally eighteen?
i reek havok, u get shot in the back as im bustin my gat bitch
One armed? he might be, but then how the fuck can he clap it
i’m murderous, i’ll serve this bitch faster than a nervous tick
death’s around the corner…ur mom saw him while workin it
last week u merked the kid, but give jesus ur best penance
cuz that was just Fatal Words,
…and this was a complete Death Sentence.

vs. Awtasee
11-07-2003

k, 16... hope u show

ya awtasee had a good race… but now hes stuck with shitty luck
gettin to the tops a wild goose chase, and hes just a sitting duck
sig says gangsta?! he aint raw or grimey, its soundin so dumb
i dont think his style is Gutta, but im certain he found it in one
or in a sewer, cuz ur down shits creek no paddle
so u better get Raphael
…if u ever want 2 Si’s up against me in battle
if this bitches skill is up to date… then im way past the recent
because Awtasees like a topless beach… not half-way decent
admit it u suck, if wack is a crime ur livin in cuffs
i’m the pick of the litter
...your just on the side of the highway pickin it up
he follows my path, knowing it leads to him kicking the bucket
if his rap dream is Chaste, its just cuz im not to be fucked with
if wackness can take its toll, he should really levy his shit then
my spits labeled ill
his is labeled, ‘while reading, do not operate heavy equipment’
im gonna Barge thru you, these punches come by the shipment
my hits Love Connection, n just left u wit a fear of commitment

vs. Cryogen
11-21-2003

hope ya’ll are all ears like his head is

ur styles played, u aint grimey fag! close ur book ‘n store ‘em
if flippin grill lines is gay..by George, cryo’s lookin Fore men
im eerie like black crows…im fly, n got a feather in my cap bro
ur just eary like Dumbo…and only fly with a feather in ur nose
ur still in like 8th grade.. naptime, playground n school recess
i wont be copping ya bikini… but imma take ya two piece’s
i have super vision like 20/20… and im gonna see this out
Cry has super vision like 24/7…cuz he cant leave his house
this pussy plays football? bet mommy aint seen him performin
Cryogen wears an extra pad…extra thick, and extra absorbent

vs. Retulen Reactus
11-28-2003

fuck thanksgivin kid, u lost ground faster than the Indians did
speakin of which,
...ur train of thoughts like the ‘little Injin’ that couldnt do shit
u can blame the dog, cars, obstacle courses or the fake car toy
…but none of those explain why you couldnt beat Paper, boy
ya tongue-tied like shoe laces.. so quit thinking u’ll blaze this
its over with the fat lady, and the bitch isnt singing ur praises
i go ape like king kong, on ya ass like your creepin pink thong
ur only in Ex-T cuz ya ‘rode Mud’ like the dirt street u live on
u can think a battle wit me’s more Fair than albino hair ‘n skin
but like old Michael Jackson pictures.. ya pale in comparison
everything u types fuckin pitiful, you probably even log-on sad
all ur drops are like the end of Old Yeller…cuz ya doggone bad
lol@u usin a adam n eve punch, now your verse’ll get Eden too
‘n if we banned the ‘bad-apples’ in RBL..u’d be forbidden, fruit
finishin clowns! fuck throwin it in, wipe my piss wit the towel
kids never make-out wit muh ass, but u can start kissing it now

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vs. Worst Enemy
12-03-2003

I call this “I wouldnt fear the Worst if I was a pessimist” heh..

its fact that we’re mismatched, so get back to packin herb
but to level the playin field a lil, i made an intro as wack as urs

thats Worst at his best? im speechless, i mean what can i say
…at best, the kid’s verse was really living up to his name
u always come plain then complain, bitchin so u dont finish last
but now ur stuck up shits creek…or is that still mr. River’s ass?
ur best foot forwards the one in the grave, never had respect gave
but since kids keep tabs on me, wanna buy some for ur next rave?
ha, i read omni’s post dude, u do coke too! imma smoke this joke
u wanna be a token dope rapper,
…but ur just a wannabe rapper token dope
on stage? like u searchin for punches i get crowds goin “Yahoo!”
u’d need Aladin’s genie to beat me…but are only gettin Aboo..
cuz i seen the skill ya Brought-Worst, certainly was not the best
i’d say ur shows are hot, dog…but their more of a sausage fest
lol@ sayin ur a “textual monster”! u need audio to boogie, man
‘n if this fag even has Monster ink..its just cuz he’s a Disney fan
getin in MIC was a lucky strike, their skill aint up his alley there
the bitch is just lucky Strike…even keeps him around for a spare

vs. Calefaction
12-11-2003

like crap floating, bouyant shit to me.

i wont reuse my last drop against u, like what i think ur hunch is
i DID prewrite a verse tho, it just has too many inkwell punches

bitch found anotha glitch in the matrix last week, i seen it unfurl
he called ink a chick so much, im convinced he got beat by a girl
ya im from bboys, so ur trailer trash ass starts to act hard?
lets take it to the parking lot,
…cuz im about to beat u in ur own backyard
last time HE didnt let me post, incase ya’ll didn’t know
im here cuz im ahead of my time,
…he’s here cuz the RM clock’s thirteen minutes slow
i ride Charles!? if u see me up-Chuck blame ur music whore
“nam played off me, he’s DQ’d therefore”
boohoo bitch, i played off ur verse where it was used before
this w!gger is wiggedy wack, i mean it, he aint jack
if ur such an ill cracker,
…why’d u ask me to help get ur screen name back?
ur a two faced bitch…at times ur cool, others ur just a punk liar
but next time u play the middle road, i’ll be playin drunk driver
u got the melanin of a cow, when u go out ur bound to get slander
cuz like uncle joey in Full House, everyone around you is Tanner
rap = great rhymes n basslines, not classical music n poser shit
its fine that u toot ur own horn…just stop trying to rap over it
his shows are shit, while I get crowds moving, his stood still
he gets every hand-down, like his shoppin sprees at good will
every battle Cal bitches and moans, gets shook up and cries
i’d hate to be a Powder,
…but i’d probably pout too if I looked like you guys
ya u look like a kid from Kenya, but kenya stop ventin for once
cuz ur two cents
…comes straight outta my mom’s ten cents a month
Cal cant get gayer, we all saw u dickride Island fast, then later
like taking shits at gas stations, u always had ur ass on Paper
u’ll serve me the day ur w!gger ass starts deservin ur wins
imma make u cry uncle, Tom
then make u cry when i call u a white version of him
knew ud be in the grave wit one verse, hope ur stay was fun herb
ya’ll can call this battle a Cal ender, cuz his days are numbered.


vs. Imperial
12-20-2003

no fans, no show.

noone takes u seriously, but anyone can take u, seriously
^u proved u didnt bite that?
…how many excuses did it take you, seriously
if where ur from defines the man.. i still say he isnt
fuck the state of Mass, i’d rather live in a state of atheism
ur no nuisance to school, aint somethin im refusin to do
you fuck up in the klutch, and you lose to him too
im straight cocking the gun, and stopping you son
my ever letter drops bombs,
…u make threads cuz u cant even drop the N one
im warning lames, it’ll dawn on u before morning came
and while I brainstorm g…
you can get back to giving storm g brain.

vs. Craven Moorehead and Tri Optix
01-03-2004

kids say their games the best, but Tri’s just craven head
while the rest get laid,
…and Craven moorehead just gets laid to rest

Optix shouldnt of tied craven last week, who gave him a win?
if at first you dont succeed……Tri, try taking the hint
theres the Kobe case, the OJ case…im sure Michael’s will stop
but shit, in any case we all know that “Tri’ll get dropped”
cuz u got no disses, or you’d be predicted to win this too
craven ‘n i know disses, but nobody know-disses you
u know disses true! my verses hold water, water urs holding?
i know u just do this for fungi, cuz ur concepts are molding
i got Craven rolling, and teasing ya as i outline you in chalk
but speakin of fungus, he soon wont have mushroom to talk
if Cravens a rappin wannabe, his careers really stumpin me
cuz he’s the only MCI met that works for a phone company
now natures callin, n u wont put it on hold if u see me again
n it dont mean Prowlers is on ur dick just cuz UPN ur pants
Ottowanna make fun of ur country, but i swore id be handin ya
…so at least i’m honest
cuz like fags in Montana leavin to make their vows in Canada
…it wasnt an MT promise
u dumb cunts got outdone before this battle begun
this was as easy as shootin fish in a barrel
…that swum into the one in the front of my gun

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vs. Calefaction and Scientz
01-10-2004

Wheaties is the breakfast of champs, so we need to respect it
but behind Cal’s back,
Wheatie’s the champ who’s always gettin eaten for breakfast
cuz last weeks match? i wont say who had that battle one sided
becuz every1 already knows who had that battle won, Sci-did
dont deny it, u sold ur soul to win befo, but it wont help today
cuz im hot off the top like Satans hairpiece, n u got hell toupee
ya’ll aint even a handful for me, like Cals mommy’s tits
n i’d hate to “Bust Sci’s” chops,
…but he’s got even smaller ones on his BITCH
i saw her pic hypocrite, dissin Cals ma when she should diss u
ur girls like an optimist,
cuz her cup is always half full…of kleenex and tissue
i keep speakin the truth, u got a girl but u also like guys dunn
…and being from Buffalo’s no excuse for being ‘bi son’
they kno their asses are kicked, ‘n once Scientz has dipped
Cal will be watchin ‘Raw Hyde’,
…like his white suburban family did
this lil bitch’s skill keeps gettin distorted, wit ryder supportion
his dicks the only thing that aint been blown outta proportion
girls get Cal worked up on this site, and i got to ponder
u only act hopping Mad
…cuz its the closest u’ll ever get to hopping on her
im stopping these herbs… burnin lead thru ur heads
then buryin u alive,
so u go missin as a vegitable, ‘n then turnip dead
n scientz, when it comes to livin on prayers, we kno its fact
so Farve u got by on hail mary’s, like greenbays quarterback
when riders say Sci’s good, its just tounge-in-ass-cheek
‘n only time Cal tipped scales.. was for this vote last week

Quote:
Originally posted by Scales
vote=Cale......because no one else wants him to be champ anymore

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“Big Diss”
06-22-2004

Epic got wordplay in epic proportions, but im hot wit every letter
u kno my plays always hit a Homer Epic, so u Odyssey im better
allah is the god of GIVING feedback, im the other way around
try a diss with d-compose in it, cuz no one else’ll break it down
d-compose, u rode Rev for all hes worth, hes spent from ur ass
go take out a loan at a sperm bank, cuz you owe Revenue sack
ya’ll quit pretendin ur jack, and whether ya’ll are friendly or foes
when it comes to an ass on my dick, i always keep NE MI’s close
Loot, i’ll harm u too, i’ll finish this board quicker than varnish do
bitch, i could even beat u in fooseball, and u got three Armz on u
Armz?! He aint tough, he’s weak as fuck… jesus, face it for real
i dont know if Arms-strong, but im certain that loot makes u Neil
‘n Red dye, try puttin ur best foot forward, they both busted dude
battlin me is a damn walk in the park, AKA, hard as fuck for you
u know kids wit names like Ski11z, TyTeYo, and Kidpac are shit
so if a name can say a lot about skills, Mute really lives up to his
speakin of which, i dont upset the dead, so afta beatin Mak Twitz
if ya’ll see Mak-role in his grave…its cuz he’s sleeping with fish
i heard men only use the head between their legs, that shit is legit
Nuclear Concept only Blows my Mind, when i think wit my dick
Kal was praised durin a name flip craze, but its played out today
now him steppin to me’s like a Tombstone pizza, Kalzone grave
i can do it all day exkal, im wreckin up shop, my text hit the spot
sorry bboys.. dickriders can gas a kid up ‘n i got Exxon my cock
NET and i are total opposites, im a text master, he’s a vet slacker
and on a scale from one to ten… lets just say im NET backwards
Ages, next time you spread ur legs, u better brace urself hard cuz
ur gonna get knocked up in the Middle Ages, like RC’s mom was
dynamix, dynamix, dynamix--- im the setup here if ya wondering
and kiddies its that easy to see i’ll always have Punch under me
and Immolate? ha, Immo u aint good, n when u doubt it its funny
when i say ‘Immo great!’ it means get the fuck outta my country
Diode, let me speak in ur language since we both can hack whore
My dick is like a virus…and it’ll be goin through your back door
Black ice made a battle call today, YAY, prepared for a ripping?
call urself Black Ice? why? because u didn’t see urself slipping?
and Mass better not step, I dare the guy- he couldn’t scare a fly
actually, if I hit the bitch in his face I bet we’ll see Mascara fly
Mahatmas verses?! if Hat steps to me i’ll be tearin his ass quick
im not a forgiving person, but i’d be happy to bury the Hat-shit
Charle’s cries when he loses, boohoo, lets battle you dumb fuck
votes’ll be like Michelangelos weapon, u be swayin nun-Chuck
we aint seen Charles in Charge, but 80s shows, I tell ya fellas
i mighta seen Growing Pains, but i still never seen Ouch Develop

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Vs. Toxic Fumes
06-29-2004

so your a wordplay head? give it a rest, my shit’ll stay read
kid… you’d only beat me at my own game if i played dead
dumbass joined, n i got moron my dick, kid luvs my typing
i cant even play off your verse bitch.. shit, its just recycling
i’ll drop this lame, u got no game, dont even stop to mingle
fuck britney spears, it is clear bad looks made Toxic Single
im sick, u got the shingles…how can this faggot work me
you don’t just need a-cyst, u need an entire case of herpes
fuck ur wack raps, i’ll sum up ur style with “ ; ”, thats fact
but your shit isnt a Semi-Colon, its just straight up half ass
im always making ya “wow!”, but now i am slayin ya pal
and ur up Shits Creek, just like ill-state nate’s Anal Canal
his fuckin click sucks some dick, u aint worthy of showing
his crews like Old Faithful- the Geyser constantly blowing
ur crews hopeless, we’re dopeness, ya’ll kno that JD rocks
you aint Over-Doze, but the win is surely goin to D, -Tox

vs. ~O~
08-01-2004

i use to sell dime bags, but i’d love some more money
and O’s about to get pushed around like its fuckin 4/20
i’ll stab u in ur intestines while ur stomachs digestin
and spill your guts like a mother fucking confession
easy to see me out flowin this square, no raps compare
win? its fittin to call ur crew SIN cuz u dont have a prayer
i begin trends, this posers aware my flows known for flair
i’m a fuckin fire-starter, he’s more like smokey the bear
i know u despair, my crew’d merk ur click in the worst way
we’d have ya’ll hung up on trees, like hippies on earthday
its obvious i do this for fun guy, cuz its honestly showing
its obvious u do this for fungi, cuz ur concepts are molding
ur click is always flippin played shit, and it gives us a grin
cuz like eve NOT eatin the apple- u just aint Original, SIN
ur shits predictable, im bustin the rhymes u love all the time
his drops might be a dime a dozen, but he dozen drop dimes
boy, ur phony click cant win this! hommie’s crew is finished
he calls it Strength in Numbers, and there only two kids in it
so act like ur a threat, say ur noise paints history
but like crap floating, Buoyant shit to me.


vs. Doomsday
08-29-2005

fuck this kid who profusely spits this stupid shit
i always knew this dick deep blue blew deep dick
I got this text shit to a method , u can admit it or not
but like your stolen stereo…bitch, the system is hot!
I aint awful at all! suck my dick u tasteless bastard
im goin balls to the wall. ‘n ur face looks plastered!
so dish out ur best disses - but dont mock perfection
cuz u look like eddie winslow after a botox injection
act like ur a wordplay head, but my shit’ll stay read
u’d only beat me at my own game, if I played dead!
the fact is, one fast hit- he’ll be bleedin out his gums
i’d give that kid a fat lip,
…but it looks like God beat me to the punch!
cuz those are huge! wit deformed fingers, really man
at least next Spielberg movie, u can star as ET’s hands
is that a garage to ur mansion?! lol, I know your a con
i kno the address to ur card-board, ‘n it isnt poker.com
u driving that car! I wont say ur a poser, alright?
but heres a riddle:
“What’s black, red, and pulled over at night?”
u know pearl harbor? I always try to enlight..
if loose lips sink ships,
the japs shoulda hired ur girls vagina to fight!
sonnin this hoe – getting signed? its nothin to boast
ur career had more bad-spells than one of ur posts
u knew my rhymes was grimier in the worst way
so many grocer lines,
…u’d think my verse was ur work place!
i am soo street! just playin, I dont touch that market
but i will roll deep….up in a fucking bloody carpet
he has 3k posts, I got 100, but he’s worse I presume
cuz I still got 2 more RW classic verses than doom!
namix is crude, fucka pic match, god dammit its thru
i wont say u have a nice ass....but I gotta hand it to u

Mike V diss
07-11-2004

i aint even getting fancy, im just straight spitting the truth

u dissed like 8 kids in DD, and six in my crew..

i was gonna drop on ur whole click, but fuck it, i’m through
i’ll still get 10x’s more replies than ur drop by just dissin you
bitch we’re veterans, your not- so quit mentioning our spot
u can thank me for this diss cuz it brought attention to ur drop
more and more Asians keep rappin, i cant even face to diss u
im not even battlin no mo, im solvin ur overpopulation issue
u aint even the best in ur crew, testing us dude?
we should commit Suicide
…to a mental institution for flexing wit u
but at least your little diss got two replies, hey, isnt that nice!
2 kids took time out of their busy schedules to give u advice
this aint the usual style i use ‘n thats been copped by this cat
u know u suck when i dont need wordplay to slaughter ur ass
u use to think you raped kids, but we never believed that one
becuz u might be mike, but we all know u still aint jack, son
beat us? hahahahaha, he cant even be optimistic, please ya’ll
his motherfuckin cups half empty, like asian chicks in D bras
and bitch your predictable butler nameflips were abhorrin too
shiiit, wasnt it just last week i saw him wipe the floor with u?
yea we’re inactive, we sit around, hold our cocks, growin rust
and we’ll come back the day you make top ten lists over us
we’ll make top ten foreva, ‘n even when our dissing is done
u’ll still be in the thread sayin “HEY! arent ya’ll missin someone?!”
ur always wingin ur verses, each spit i think u have worsened
DOH is less than Doze, shit bitch, ur just our singular version


Vs. PoizonusJK
02-04-2003

bring it hard? im about to...
dish it out like picnic lunch utensils, even led to son ur pencils,
ya i respect your faith, but i’ll still send this punch to temples..
im raw ‘n unleavened, get Eden so quick ur son tastes heaven,
man i’ll kill ur streak, ‘n show u who really won-eight-seven..
P’s spinning a twin, of em’s “Kim” ‘n were beginnin to grin
cuz Mather of fact, now even his chances of winning are Slim..
nuthins left shady when fukin with Hades; just fukin evade keys
then take ur fake record, ‘n leave wackness stuck in the eighties.
hells freezin over ‘n ur slipping away; i’d stay scripting engraves,
never dream’n of loss, like frustrated insomniacs im ripping PJ’s!
this lyrical liter cant pour me a shot, u want a euphoria plot..?
..i treat battles like ur girl’s undergarments; ‘n see Victoria ‘lot;
constructive criticism sure is building u up, but im ceiling it shut...
feelin the slugs mealin like bugs? see, P imagery really just sucks!
i’ll bash ur egos neck in neglect, til ur mirror has dyslexic respect..
my punches arent hitting? ask ur shoulder socket how disconnect
i flip some sugar ‘n somersault; shake ur shit like a plumbers malt,
u can count on a loss, then list reasons why its the numbers fault..
this imposters crowned? its crossed around im bound to foster sound
forget jokes.. and toss this clown back to the b-boy lost and found..

[namix]

Vs. Tony Elbow
01-07-2003

Tony take the L and Bow, cuz.....

im a dick ‘n nuts in spits; its so simple to discern our scripts.
I’ll burn this bitch… got Elbow’s covered like a tourniquet…

I’d help you wit punches; I’m never lightning my thunderous swings..
But Elbow’s so pussy, only a maxi pad could take him under its wings.
smother ur dreams- a gift to cough, stranglin elbow’s til his wrist is soft
if u didn’t yearn for this Holocaust... why’d Jew really piss me off?
My fist’s aloft, but I do this for kicks ‘n coughs, my jab cuts engrave..
Kid says he’s showin “a new era”.. but the Boo’s aren’t just a stage…
I must behave.. cuz i gave it a bit of Elbow grease ‘n broke this tool..
I ‘gag’ its true –til your sad ‘n blue then puke ‘n the ‘jokes’ on you!
Get lines of coke to do, cuz my every rhymes too dope for u;
learn the ropes ‘n I hope its noose; neck ‘n neck? ha, ur necks in a fixture..
im too perplex ‘n this kicks yours; wackness even re-FLEX’n ur picture..

hahah, on the real, i cant believe that actually counted =)

Vs. Ceasar
12-31-2002

...eh good luck man

to win, skills are key.. and these keys are flawless...
watch history repeat itself, cuz all he Caesar losses!

life’s a race; its the only time ur in a better place than me..
Just face the L, k? cuz u bein back disgraces M, Caes!
i’d break them knees, but bitch please u never stood a chance..
u wouldn’t pose a threat if u modeled in Osama’s underpants.
i’ll knock ur ass into the past so your own dome hits home..
I never expected a good line wit ya; ur cell-phone’s in Rome!*
ur known for clones..but every name gets merked n dies worse;
i spit 2nd? ur only hope of eatin me was to feed off my verse!
u need a lil work; if ur skill’s up to date, im past the recent;
cuz your scripts are only 50% dressed.. not half-way decent.

[namix]

2003

ALLITERATION ANNIHILATION (DK DISS)

i define Doze’s degree of dopeness.. devastate, dishonor, deface
dropin despicable disses to dementedly diminish and devour DK
describing demoralizing demonic deeds- wit degrading dictation
dump deuces on dumb douches, and decorate ‘em wit defecation
a diluted diarrhea derby dribbling down DK’s disfigured domes
dudes left drownin downriver- defiled, dethroned and disposed
if DK is dope…… Doze is dank and double dipped in dopamine
and draped in designer drugs so dense dukes over dose on seeds
dammit JD is damage, discretely developin diabolical schemes
that leave u delinquents decease- dumped down ‘n drown ina creek
i display Doze’s distinguished dominance, Dark’s futures dimmer
dyna’ll deliver the ditch-diggers their much deserved a dirt dinner
my disses are divine diamonds, imma deepfry the dime a dozens
and as the dimwits die disgustin, describe the dyke’s dysfunctions
i dine destruction, detonate dynamite to discharge in ur diaphragms
dispersin demolished DK debris like a damn scatter-plot diagram
dilated eyes detractin back like kids with dyslexic diseases read
then dissect you into pieces like directors do DVD deleted scenes
dk defeat jd? don’t deceive, call the Doze’s rap ‘dawn to dusk’
cuz it makes the Dark Knights disappear faster Dracula does

[namix]

Calefaction Diss
03-04-2006

just a key, or roast kids- dedicated to a kid readin ghosted
..who swayed by saying i swayed before we even posted

there are many genres of funny, but I honestly can say bud
promising u’ll play clubs is what black comedy is made of
but imma show him some love…since melanoma aint thug
i’ll knock the mole off his mug ‘n cave in the hole that it dug
always flirtin wit sammy ‘n maddy, with no hoe to call bitch
now the internet is like a singles club, and so is your wallet
but i make bitches all throb, pleasing them really isnt a prob
so eat ur heart out, then leave a dildo so it can finish the job
no one fell off fasta than u bitch, now ur matches are stupid
but i know u can claw back, oneduh got scratches to prove it
always sad in ur music- depressin topics, quit crying ‘n rap
or im gonna expose the bitch in u, for ghostwriting ur tracks
try saying: susie sells seashells by the...nah dont, face it kid
nothin will ever leave ya tongue tied up like aloe’s anus did
fuck my ‘Tom’ll son’ line, kid im too quick to have any pity
now ima burn priest holmes, while ur fam visits vatican city
your mothers obscene, the dirty slut smothered your genes
ur family got blood lines ur little sister could color between
whats ur opinion on bitin concepts ‘n exploiting these days?
penny for ur thoughts, ur always good for coining a phrase
fuckin unoriginal fag, ur styles a mutt ‘n ur steeze is a mess
i wish u’d use urself as a concept, cuz it’d be beaten to death
u dunno how to approach rhymin wit me- try acquiring heat
but you couldn’t even find the right angel in ninety degrees
i’ll open my ass for that kid who u say partially made me
and make Sur kiss the ring like fuckin barnum and bailey
voters didnt like ur verse, too many battle guys mimicked
the doctor didnt like ur x-ray, too many fracture lines in it
minute by minute- games changed, but u fall the same way
its sad u called me the N-word, sadder u called it nameplay
so fuck what u seen kids- i got a better lesson, believe this
in the end i left Calvary dead, like the resurrection of jesus

[namix]

vs. Jeeps
10/19/04

Quote:
Originally posted by Jeeps
This focused omen'll cut and slice ..ya throat until ya vocal's showin..
I'll choke you knowin I made my diss-connect..like a broken modem
haha, are you serious?

ya aint 1 of a kind, but ya diss-stinked! like the concept is rare?
nuts are like comin out of a depression, and ur all over dis-pair..
sweet jesus, it’s a prefix! what I mean is, you really must suck
cuz diss wordplay is a BREEZE, don’t you feel dis gust?

Hi Jeeps!
i’d reintroduce myself, but you thought i was God in the past
‘n smell enhances memory, so i know u aint forgotten muh ass
yea brown-noser! ur just my hoe, come get hit in the mouth
and once i have ya vitals in-stable, i’ll start pimpin them out
u were talkin all tough like u’d serve me quick, but your so b!tch
when I said put ur money where ur mouth is, u ‘pursed’ ur lips
i hear its tuff gettin a jeeps top to come off, but it can be achieved
sh!t, all it takes is a little bit of Usher and a handful of beads
heres the facts, he’d have a career in rap, except the b!tch knew
his assets would get repossessed, like linda blare in exorcist 2
when u start losin, its denial at first, then u cry ‘n u curse
it aint hard to suck it up, just pretend your writing a verse
i’ve peeped ur notebook..and i tell ya what, its a damn yawn
with a pad that spotty, you should double up with a tampon
u made a thread fo ur last opponent, i peeped it ‘n saw thru the sh!t
u was sooo worried about a lostshadow, peterpan called u a b!tch
imma choke u fag! u can call it a gag, but its not very funny
when we see ya change in pale, like a slot player’s money
speakin of bettin, ur girls ugly as sin, why flaunt the thick b!tch?
she’s like an eighteen in blackjack, cuz nobody wants to hit it
and jeep’s d!ck? he calls it his manhood, chicks call it a hymen
either way u can call it persuasive, cuz its always in-tyson
is that why u stole his lyrics?! im sure its just formalities, right?
but keep sayin u are The Truth, we’ll keep saying reality bites.

[DYNAMIX]
“HEY JEEPS, I WANT TO TRY MY PUNCHES ON YOUR SHOULDER SOCKET, HOW’S DIS-CONNECTING!?!?$#@%@#?”
[/DYNAMIX]

IF JEEP’S EYE HAS A FLAME, THEN THIS FIST WILL BE ITS MOUTH
THIS HEAD’S GONA GET A K.O. – ‘N I CONSIDER IT TO MEAN KICK OFF

ur like bboys ’97! u cant compare to my freshness and im stating the fact
if u try to bridge our concepts together, u'll fall in the generational gap
If I wrote a childrens song about the last time he slammed a broad at home
It would be something along the lines of ‘this old man gave a dog a bone’
Yea right!
she didnt even his kiss his ass goodbye before she returned to her pimp
chicks all treat him like his apparel, and i’ve seen girls skirt around him
you always say the battle in Iraq is appalling, and it seriously jolts me
if u really wana see an ugly war, the figure in ur mirror is revolting
why do u fear bloodshed abroad when theres a gun in your door hoe
forget about the draft in iraq, and worry bout the one in your torso!!
AZ has no ballers! I can piss myself thinkin of the clothes I might see
cuz when i think ‘wife beater n fake chain’, i think Arizona Iced Tee
on the time line Richard made, u were ranked older than mud
my hits'll remind u of the ‘purge period’, cuz u'll be throwin up blood
u prolly think this is just a loss, u prolly think its only for fun too
but i kno the art of fatherin a kid from AtoZ, and im goin Tucson u

[namix]

'Sick
773

Join Date: Aug 2003
Location: Chi City
Posts: 958
Aka: ClasSick

i sometimes forget how fuckin dope dynamix was.
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August 5th, 2007, 07:15 AM #6

David Lama
its play time

Join Date: Feb 2003
Posts: 19,495

Champed:
- Battle Arena
- Battle Arena Tournament vs. Richard Corey

11/20/04

Quote:
Originally Posted by Richard Corey
guys you’re trash, ya rhymes are ass, get ya vinyl smashed
I’ll polish you two off…after I’m done waxing Dyna’s ass
lol,
i saw that battle, who’s the b!tch now? I bet ur regrettin that hard
since u aint waxing my ass, u can get back to ur legs and my car
f*ck my voice I got skill to cover, buddy a CD’d be makin me rich
‘n if u dont know the sick’ll sell, study the disease u gave to ur kid
dont slack in this thread, cuz i wont hold back til ur dead
i’ll fill the gat back wit led ‘n blast at ur head,
…until ya lie in a wake, like u smoked crack before bed
ima dissect him quick! kids, vote on how profusely he will bleed
ima cut the head of d!ck, like his wife when using too much teeth
after all these textcee days, his style decayed, the guy is still gay
and his wife still checks his cell bills, cuz he still tries to be tre
the predictions were speaking, kids didnt u see me rock the polls?
want me to flawless RC?! lets all PM Sezsions til his box is full!!
i barely knew him, but rich once spoke of this b!tch like a brother
that day he introduced me to Sez, and to the term significant other
it use to be cool to rock out in garages- in rapping terms, its true
but jam sessions, that was always more of an action verb to you
its odd u think we’re even, to sum it up ur wordplays an old addition
do the math urs is wack, plus half the time minus in its own division
i got it to a science, but thats a new subject, guy my shits miles ahead
its ironic ur verses are thorough, cuz thats the way my style was bred!
‘n if our steezes made some football teams, ya ass would have a loss
cuz my style would pick up tyrell owens, and urs would gather moss
speakin of which, u seen the Chiefs run the ball? hommie for real
it reminds me of your neighborhood, cuz Holmes got some wheels
newbs I got news! dial 1800-iam-dirt-poor ‘n u can talk all the time
cuz I heard Richard Corey is on the other side of the poverty line!!
i fear the 2nd coming! war, diseases, plagues, spirits from clouds
DAMN the rapture sucks! sorry, i was just reading ur lyrics aloud
we’ll forget pal, u aint even someone kids pretend they oughta kno
it doesnt a take mexican war for us to say we’ll remember allah mo’
quit sayin ur real, cuz now u get ate by cats who useta follow ur rap
and if u were the truth, im sure u’d be harder to swallow than that

[namix]

"The Graffiti Artist"
03-06-2005


be it a portrait or sketch, it wasnt hard to get his mother to boast
at breakfast, he was the type to literally paint his butter on toast
yet eventually the artist in him became a mid-summers day ghost
‘n sadly before he met his callin, his inner-youngster met growth
but he knew he still had it all! in a life, some shutters dont close
for he had a skill and a wall, it was time that he brush up on both

the naked wall called to him, in an instant, he’d jot a work plan
and after years of hearing the word CAN’T, he got his first can
he started at night…but embarked with a bright spark in his eye
that somehow allowed him to harness the light darkness denied
it was rationalization vs. his artist inside... armed with his pride
his brush offered a stroke of genius with the smartest of strides
‘God damn my hearts a bad guide!!’ the kid scoffed with a smirk
cuz now that he finally followed the thing, he got lost in his work
he swiftly bathed the wall with paint, he smothered it with haste
and graciously gave it every shade, including the color in his face
it absorbed each drop like soil plains that been floodless for years
this kid redefined the 3 primary colors- with blood, sweat, 'n tears
he fought thru the strife, paintin a name he thought up that night
but he didn't just personify the wall, he actually brought it to life
tho his childhood curse was uplifted wit the word he had written
he wasnt content, with this person’s ambition it hurt to be driven
cuz he had perfect precision that could rival a surgeon’s incision
but the worst indecision when it came to his version of finished
yet some saw the worth he had given to the earth that we live in
nothin as influential emerged from a vision since birth of religion

it’d be a poster to me, but some bitched “its all over the street!”
kid plugged into his creative outlet ‘n shocked both the extremes
popular political pricks pushed for prison, probably 20 years flat
to penalize a picture perfect paintin the public paused to peer at?
‘its pollution!’ parlor moms pose arguments as they part their mop
and then pitch their partially-smoked parliaments in the parkin-lot
he aint purposely persuade packs a people to the particular game
they just found a wall, ‘n like an alliteration, all started the same
pummeled with persecution…the painters were going thru a test
they were in their right mind, but most people only use their left
so everything the artists posted was attacked ‘n called into focus
its poetic justice that before the graffiti the wall went unnoticed
media told the facts: its peer pressure parents, so scold their ass!
they'd follow him off a bridge, but he already tagged the overpass
how trend setting was he? some people were swept off their feet!
he didnt just paint the town red......he painted it ready to read
cuz dammit it wasnt damage! why’d anyone brand him a bandit?
kid could manage to see an artistic side on the back of a canvass
he cant even admit he did this, gets dismissed like sun-shines are
making a painting he cant claim.. like a gift with an unsigned card
to this day hes a name that isnt reppin a face, but u bet its okay
....its easier to see someone’s soul without their flesh in the way
so the poet in him’ll keep going forever, and hopes eternities late
even though his intellectual property doesnt have a security gate

this story’s not false....lies or a dream, i'll explain how i planned it
these boards were the wall, i was the he, 'n the name was dynamix
vet to sensation, i wrote in present tense durin my text elevation
so my every piece would be an easy read for the next generation
my shit’ll live kids- in the future read 1 or 2 spits, and it’ll prove this
cuz behind the new shit theres always a blue print on how to do it
someday a cat’ll say my ideas are old…he wasnt there at the start
‘n if he went backwards, what he calls an artifact was in fact a art
some tried to copy my paintings, i wont say vengeance is sweet
but the most important prints they traced, were left with my feet
we’re all graffiti artists! with a made-up name to decoy a real sense
and with a creativity that’s priceless to the point you feel spent
i’ll be gone by day break, if im remembered i got ya’ll to thank
the name was dynamix,
…will it paint a picture or will you draw a blank?

[namix]

"My First Words"
08-18-2004

you once wanted a family..

but the time has come by and went, i’d play angelic violins
and recant the story of our family, but where do I begin?
for you once wanted a family.. once wanted to conceive kin
but like a pacifist, could not fight for what you believed in
u coulda been somebody’s mom, but it seems ur heart wasnt on
in a world of pro-choice and pro-life..like there aren’t any cons
in a world where, i wasnt! in a world where, i will always miss u
in a world where i was just developing tissue and a political issue
in a world granting the right to sadistic-acting self-loving addicts
to define pre-birth assassination as an after-the-fact prophylactic
but not meeting u was my worst-curse, ‘n tho i had no earth-birth
Dear mommy: here are my first words…

Mommy I didn’t expect you to expect me, life is full of surprises
how could you expect to expect me? blessings come in disguises!
what u have to realize is, u had good fortune in this bundle of joy
luck be a lady…or maybe even a boy!
altho luck is gone now, i dont think ur a sinner, ur my mommy
but didnt u hear opportunity knock? it kicked against ur tummy
for now i live in the “could of beens” of my dad and my mom
but im sure u’ll feel ur maternal instincts kick in long after im gone
and when that day comes, I will still be cherishing you mother
and still wonderin why a mistake to u, was a miracle to others
is my ultrasound in the family album? that would be swell cuz
you got the picture…but just didn’t give it a chance to develop
u didnt have me! so why are u sad? mommy, its not justified
if ur water didn’t break, then what keeps coming out of ur eyes?
the weight of the situation wasnt even about what im announcin
the weight of the situation was eight pounds and six ounces
weren’t you a baby once? It seems that I can not settle the score
i just wish you followed my grandma’s footsteps a little bit more
i’d trace ur footprints anywhere, and I hope its to kingdom come
i’d trace ur footprints, if I had a birth certificate to leave mine on
but again I’m just a memory has-been, if I were u I’d be cryin too
forever trapped in the past, because the future was inside of you
you did not want to carry me and now u cant bear the truth either
but tell my future siblings I said hi,
and share my first words wit new readers
I love u, and tho i wasnt somethin u wanted to raise or up-bring
one day I promise to raise u mommy…with my premature wings

[namix]

Ozy
Join Date: Nov 1999
Posts: 266
That Graffiti piece is ridiculous.
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August 11th, 2007, 12:34 AM #10

Baron Mynd
Weed Smoker, Heat Holder

Join Date: Oct 1999
Location: Wolverhampton
Posts: 4,121
Battle Record: 10-6

Yeah, I remember seeing that joint up in RM's Open Mic archive.

Classic.
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August 11th, 2007, 01:50 AM #11

'Sick
773

Join Date: Aug 2003
Location: Chi City
Posts: 958
Aka: ClasSick

no man i remember i cried the first time i read 'my first words'

well not really, but it hit HARD IN MY CHEST AREA

dope shit.


and Lama... u should change the thread title to Dynamix, since that was his name.
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September 7th, 2008, 06:36 AM #12

MC More Skills Than You


Join Date: Feb 2000
Posts: 2,783
"WORDPLAY Battle vs. Spit That - topic: girls names"
03-01-2005

ya’ll know the chick on drew carry, who aint thin or nice
Mimi? fuck her name, i was just sayin the winner twice!
cuz really, a name-play battle on girls! hell, i am baffled
guess i’ll take the w, since he wants the Ellen this battle
ur fav. rapper? im Anita version! i dont mean to gloat
but i Betty thinks the Rita’s wont even give Mia vote!!!
keep a secret? i make ur bones erupt thru loads of cuts
and u’ll be Sharon ur guts, until the doctors Sonya shut
this Gail get dropped- nose spit, chopped- hit wit a lever
so make like Jones’s Diary, and try to Bridgette together
with a lil Grace, Hope and Faith..in a world with no poise
maybe oneday after Marian a gay, u’ll Birtha girl or a boy
Ima Flora car into his body, spinals left dented ‘n knotty
this kid’s life-line is Tracey…oops, i meant to say spotty
ur rate on my scale? Eileen towards wack! dammit ur trash
get the ointment, namix is rash!
and dammit the fact is im quick to Hannah kids ass…
u cant manage to last, whore here’s a lesson
“Wilma drop flawless you?”
…is an example of a rhetorical question
dont Tessa veteran who’s better than u, whole other level
call me when ur shit Roxanne i’ll Selma soul to the devil
if I was a girl, i’d be a Dee or a Dyna, it isnt really insulting
and if you were a girl, either way you’d STILL be a Pauline
dont be Mad-i-son u! I already Wanda battle, now ur sexed
i like it doggy style, thats why i got Alicia round your neck
u never Freeda verse, dammit herb- im always spewin fiyah
if you be callin yourself The Truth…imma be callin u Aaliyah
u can sex a Rachel or an April- screw a June or a Natalie
but REALLY fuck a Taylor,
…cuz you were never suited to battle me!

the situation? look how Harriet got! so if ur dissin aint thru
u can keep Colleen me wack, its not like Allyson to noobs
if i gave ur verses a title, they aint really a Jane or a Rick
whats a good name for a bitch?
maybe i’ll call ur drops Aileen, cuz their makin me sick!

the Doris that way -->

[namix]

"John Kerry Diss"
12-12-2004

The PREAMBLE

ya’ll think all Republicans drive cadillacs - the statements sickening
shit, even democrats were behind a Lincoln in the eighteen sixties
Republicans have the Elephant, cuz they’re never forgettin the past kids
and the democratic party has always been represented by asses
who vent about taxes, and keep tryin to make the government big
so fuck democrats, i’d rather see the Head of State covered by Whigs


Kerry, ur a phony!

and your few-fans knew-man, the second that you-ran
ur agenda’s more general than U. Grant
with views-and skewed-plans that are faker than ur new tan
then you claim that ur black? well, maybe im wrong wit the fact
but i think u’ll have to stay in the tanning booth longer than that
u always changed ur crews stance, u can say it still didnt happen
but we got so many logs that honest Abe coulda built u a cabin
listen to this politicians contradictions, every bills gettin smothered
cuz this silly fucker has made more vito’s than Sicilian mothers
he’s been pissing on his visions, listen, he wasnt a #1 candidate,
i cant even call him a #2, cuz he doesn’t STAND FOR SHIT!
u do change ur stance a bit, pro-war to anti-war, it wasnt a buzz
you swing both ways, kinda like the new jersey governor does
ur always pretendin the facts, dead in ur tracks bending the past
sorry I don’t share ur vision, but u cant fit two heads in ur ass!

of course he should endorse city schools- Harvard taught him that
but HE went to private one, and wont even go public wit the fact!
listen up you democrats, the war is something to take serious..
i’d rather elect a birth control pill, cuz kerry wont regulate, period!
ya i said it, its evident im glad he aint the president, will u cats learn
if I were to describe Kerry in two words… it would be a bad term

rolling stones gather no moss, that’s why we captured sadam
‘n flyin stones gather purple hearts when they scratch u in nam
and ur pro-choice? we need troops! we should be making some more!
nevermind- after ur incident in nam, we stopped sendin babies to war
so u say killing kids is just a religious decision? if u really feel like this
murdering malicious liars is apart of my faith, so will you legalize it?
ur attemptin to win over aborters who are usually poorer, its clear
so in essence ur pro- losing 1.1 million future supporters a year
why dont u care for the kids? I get it now! the reasons awfully fowl
its because that segment of the population doesnt vote anyhow!
and ur soo for homosexual rights it'd really surprise me if ur not gay
but hell, maybe all your stem-cell research will find u a cure for aids
gay activists kno a pacifist from actin bitch, now no-one defends u
even Cheny’s daughter 'n all her lesbian friends to voted against u
about 50% liked Bush, look at what a close race that its been!
another 3% liked Nader… and the rest knew Nader cant win
u see, no one reaaally likes kerry, but he doesnt get the facts..
let me take a poll:
how many people want me to shove it in his ass?

hes for importing medicine, yet hes against jobs shipped off shore
how can he see eye to eye with the little guy, John’s six foot four!
I’ve heard people say carry your cross, it’s the lesson that I’m teachin
‘n I’ve heard people say Kerry your cross…dressing on the weekends
so Bush was a drunk? He still loves beer, we know that he’s fond
cuz at the end of the day, he was still pissing all over a John..
now u can drop ur damn rambunctious plans, but im not a fan
fuck Kerry’s cabinet, it wasn’t even fit for my pots and pans

[namix]

"You're all Actors - wordplay flex..."
10-16-2004

i’d say that I respect ya stuff, except ya suck
‘n its time i separate the actors from the reel like director cuts

u read my shit ‘n think of Sharon Stone,
………cuz sharon stones hot ‘n so is this rap
I read ur shit ‘n I think of Sharon Stones,
……….with everyone else to throw at ur ass

::ahem::

I’d help most of u improve, if you didnt turn to bitches
but u’ll be learning quick kids
dissing me is like lighting Jeff on fire, burning Bridges
and after i blow up ur house, with ur family holding eachother
your going to be a Foster child like Jodie’s your mother
then ima scorch u til the searing smolder decomposes your skin
and as sure as Hoffman’s feeling breezy, u’ll be Dustin the wind
I hated those brothers…theres some1, Stephen, and Alec in there
but if the Baldwins good, ur battle records got a full head of hair
My every punch holds water, boy! If a kid thinks it cant happen
I’ll make like happy gilmore, and swing clubs away Adam
and it doesnt mean u good at rappin just cuz u say ur black, damn
who gives a fuck about color, Hue doesn’t make you Jack, man
dammit cats, I kno u cant stand the fact, but admit I’d hand ur ass
and maybe I wont fuck all you whores up if hugh grant me that
this guys career ‘n ur drops should both be Chuck’d in the trash
because his movies are never any good, and Norris your rap
don’t like this? I beg ur pardon like dolly but u lovette like lyle
u need to seek fashion tips from Henry if u aint Fonda my style
‘n why do u make aliases? u come ok once, then ur certain to fall
see, even if u start A New-man, your drops are sure to A Paul
im on some new shit, u say ur concepts Arnold but save it bitch
because your skills harder to spell out then schwarzenegger is
i spit devilish, evil! dont challenge me people, u better just yield
because I would have to run over Sally just to level the Field
my wisdom is clear, if u wanna get skill, first witness it here
and then switch Gear’s, like pretty woman did Richard’s career
from old whores to teens, its always my floor – their knees
when it comes to pussy, even ashton cant get Moore Demi
kid ya dumb, i’ll knock some sense into u with a single punch,
put ur money where ur mouth is, ‘n i’ll Jack every Nichol, son
you aint a hustler and you never stole money, so dammit please
quit sayin ur gonna Rob Deniro like some kind of spanish thief
cuz im getting dollars, and what are you broke fuckas gettin?
last time u brought home the Bacon, you woke up with Kevin
when it comes to chick-flicks, bitches love Christian they tell me
so I bet you hoes turn Slater on more than Kelly Kapowski
i feed off my foe’s pain, i’m so strange when I blow brains
‘n treat my shots like Glen’s one-story house, Close range
Kurt Russell Crow, wooah, how long can I carry this style
ur drops couldn’t be dug-less if they got married to michael
retard, u prolly don’t know her last name, cuz ur such a fool
but put it this way, I bet you took Sigorney’s bus to school

u can say ur ALMOST as good, u MIGHT somehow not lose,
but like Ted hugging me, you’ll be Danson around The Truth

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"I am a Keyboard"
06-09-2003

it “hits close to home” when ya “insert me” in shit like the top ten
im makin history, n I’ll be going Down in Pages, Right to the End
I hope everyone 0-Ins on the number keys we dont use usually
because Delz got a Period, he must be the Next To Enter puberty
look Alt the Window, u can see Stars After 8... grazin the earth
or Hit a Space Bar Before like George Jetson pre-gaming for work
u cats Play games n need me to run them! riders, cherish this thought
i got Skill where u suck n pussies get fucked.. ‘n im hardware ur soft..
i Get My Message Across, the way everyones Top-Pro is fighting to do
so fuck Q kids that say i’m WERTY, “I” am comin Right After “U”
Theres always a 5 Shift Percent, like Americas average inflation rate
when it comes Down to it, we cant a 4’d shit cuz of the Dollars weight
u got 3 #’s ON me, but my fists Strike 2@ a time when im blazin son
every screamin victim is Left with my Mark, 'n its the Exclamation1
I got Caps Locked n u’ll be dead in a Screen Shot, so Shift Backspaces
IF I PUSH THE RIGHT BUTTON WITH THE JUDGE, it'll drop my cases
im harder to see than a Backslash, take a stab at it now or trust me
im sick enough to Up Right Break Pause on a pound full of puppies
u fags got Nothing Under Control, the Key is I Monitor ya Strokes
‘n when it comes to Escape, u’ll be Left Stuck Up in a Corner Alone
after I get A-row Up, Crowds are always Left Moving around joints
if u Follow a Push in the Right Direction, u should jot Down Points..
cuz everything about me is Key, best believe im out livin the hype
you’ll never see me with wack text, it really just isn’t my Type.