Hall Of Names:Sinacog

Lindel · 08-15-2024, 08:27 AM

[VERSE 1: MC LANKY]
In the game I'm a CREEPIN CAT
Who's got a flow so clean that hes SWEEPIN RAP
Throw the game in a bag like "I'M KEEPIN THAT"
I'm a MAD DRAGON, but ill at the SAME TIME
Jump on the BAND WAGON, a diss to me is PLAY TIME
It's PREY TIME, what do dragons feed on? RARE FRUIT?
No, but if you add hip-hop up, I'm the SQUARE ROOT
No FAIR LOOT when your messin with ME DAWG
Smokin L's bigger than a motherfucking TREE LOG
You see, the power I POSSESS allows me to ARREST
Any person who tries to CARESS or OBSESS or MOLEST
A motherfucking dragon
Fuckin the GAME UP, Sini's the only one who's glad I CAME UP
I got a bag weed equil to a BRAIN FUCK
I got no more friends, because my FISH DIED
If anyone tell you that a dragon aint ill, that BITCH LIED

[VERSE 2: SINI]
I breathe poisonous gasses, too ill for EMCEES TO MASK IT,
Killing rapper's albums just when I SNEEZE ON THE TRACKLIST,
Weeze on you faggots, simply too sick when I BREATHE LINES,
I'll kill your daughter, resurrect her and REPEAT IT THREE TIMES,
I speak mind, and hit you with divine and UNKNOWN FORCE,
Knock the breath out of you with one verse so your THROAT'S HOARSE,
I thought we died out, but I found Lanky MURDERING LINES,
Verbals and rhymes, so fatal that it's WORSE THAN A CRIME,
I turn mics to rust by accident JUST WHEN I RESPIRATE,
We didn't come to claim thrones, we already HEAD OF STATE,
I swallow rappers, gargle, and spit 'em out LIKE MEDICINE,
Lyrical overdosage, doped up and the MIC'S HEROINE,
Yall are behind-the-back, up-front ACTING-NICE EMCEES,
I just devour you all whole when your SACRIFICED TO ME,
Tell the prophets and ancients the SKILLED MASTER IS BACK,
Sicker than ALL you motherfuckers, THE ILL DRAGONS OF RAP..

[VERSE 3: VILLAINOUS]
Acridic words EMBLAZON these emcees without a single hesitation of BEING BRAZEN-
I'm just a Pagan with a outlook on life more VILLAINOUS than that of EVEN SATAN.
My cold heart hasn't beat in ages; now it's in sync like ILL DRAGONS is SANCTIONED.
"Dragon-slayers" are sorely MISTAKEN; these wickedly skilled masters have AWAKENED.
HORNY from rapin' these LITTLE GIRLS, they're cryin' while I STICK MY DICK IN.
I'll CHEW ya'll up and spit out the BONES; like I'm eatin KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN.
I'll tear out your heart to watch the beat reflectin' in your bug-eyes QUICKEN.
Smack ya in the face 'til your lip thickens to DISTURB you like you're "STRICKEN."
Most MC's are Mensturally Cranky; I'll pop your dome like a Midol- with MC LANKY.
MC V-[10]? Try MC Verplancke- I'll pank your hanky and get CRANKED like I'm SWANKY.
Frankly, I'm banking on never blanking- ya'll sleep on me, so here's your BLANKY.
All you whack rappers who MC V gave an ass spanking; don't hate me- JUST THANK ME.
Every verse I spit is a stream of liquid fire, if I still skated, I'd be SPITFIRE.
Ill Dragons conspiculously conspire past our expiration dates; only SHIT EXPIRES.
Run so many RINGS AROUND YOU; ya feel like Gollum givin' a RIMJOB to BILBO BAGGINS.
You'd have to be a LUNATIC to try and "knight" up and slay these three ILL DRAGONS.

08-15-2024, 08:27 AM	#11
Lindel Box Join Date: Dec 2018 Posts: 1,141 Rep Power: 0	[VERSE 1: MC LANKY] In the game I'm a CREEPIN CAT Who's got a flow so clean that hes SWEEPIN RAP Throw the game in a bag like "I'M KEEPIN THAT" I'm a MAD DRAGON, but ill at the SAME TIME Jump on the BAND WAGON, a diss to me is PLAY TIME It's PREY TIME, what do dragons feed on? RARE FRUIT? No, but if you add hip-hop up, I'm the SQUARE ROOT No FAIR LOOT when your messin with ME DAWG Smokin L's bigger than a motherfucking TREE LOG You see, the power I POSSESS allows me to ARREST Any person who tries to CARESS or OBSESS or MOLEST A motherfucking dragon Fuckin the GAME UP, Sini's the only one who's glad I CAME UP I got a bag weed equil to a BRAIN FUCK I got no more friends, because my FISH DIED If anyone tell you that a dragon aint ill, that BITCH LIED [VERSE 2: SINI] I breathe poisonous gasses, too ill for EMCEES TO MASK IT, Killing rapper's albums just when I SNEEZE ON THE TRACKLIST, Weeze on you faggots, simply too sick when I BREATHE LINES, I'll kill your daughter, resurrect her and REPEAT IT THREE TIMES, I speak mind, and hit you with divine and UNKNOWN FORCE, Knock the breath out of you with one verse so your THROAT'S HOARSE, I thought we died out, but I found Lanky MURDERING LINES, Verbals and rhymes, so fatal that it's WORSE THAN A CRIME, I turn mics to rust by accident JUST WHEN I RESPIRATE, We didn't come to claim thrones, we already HEAD OF STATE, I swallow rappers, gargle, and spit 'em out LIKE MEDICINE, Lyrical overdosage, doped up and the MIC'S HEROINE, Yall are behind-the-back, up-front ACTING-NICE EMCEES, I just devour you all whole when your SACRIFICED TO ME, Tell the prophets and ancients the SKILLED MASTER IS BACK, Sicker than ALL you motherfuckers, THE ILL DRAGONS OF RAP.. [VERSE 3: VILLAINOUS] Acridic words EMBLAZON these emcees without a single hesitation of BEING BRAZEN- I'm just a Pagan with a outlook on life more VILLAINOUS than that of EVEN SATAN. My cold heart hasn't beat in ages; now it's in sync like ILL DRAGONS is SANCTIONED. "Dragon-slayers" are sorely MISTAKEN; these wickedly skilled masters have AWAKENED. HORNY from rapin' these LITTLE GIRLS, they're cryin' while I STICK MY DICK IN. I'll CHEW ya'll up and spit out the BONES; like I'm eatin KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN. I'll tear out your heart to watch the beat reflectin' in your bug-eyes QUICKEN. Smack ya in the face 'til your lip thickens to DISTURB you like you're "STRICKEN." Most MC's are Mensturally Cranky; I'll pop your dome like a Midol- with MC LANKY. MC V-[10]? Try MC Verplancke- I'll pank your hanky and get CRANKED like I'm SWANKY. Frankly, I'm banking on never blanking- ya'll sleep on me, so here's your BLANKY. All you whack rappers who MC V gave an ass spanking; don't hate me- JUST THANK ME. Every verse I spit is a stream of liquid fire, if I still skated, I'd be SPITFIRE. Ill Dragons conspiculously conspire past our expiration dates; only SHIT EXPIRES. Run so many RINGS AROUND YOU; ya feel like Gollum givin' a RIMJOB to BILBO BAGGINS. You'd have to be a LUNATIC to try and "knight" up and slay these three ILL DRAGONS.