Sini vs. Revolution

[Lindel]

I’ll have his “Appearance change” when I start to STRANGLE KID, have him “Wearing a new blue look” like DJANGO DID!! MecH telling folks he’s a FELON, HE’S NOT he’s just some fat bitch from the hood rocking luluLEMON AN CROCS!! If you’re thinking this “Body’s a collectible?”, your MELON GET POPPED. Something’s “Shady” ‘bout the ‘Toys you carry’, they SELL IN THE SHOPS an come w/ choking-hazards, you joking-bastard the ‘Toys I carry’ have you rolled-in-plastics for YELLING’ AT OPS If you TELLIN’ THE COPS there’ll be no open-casket but like “Mini figurines”... we’ll clearly see this is “M IN A BOX”!! [Damn..] When I move the “Tool over his belly” he’ll remain still like a SCULPTURE AN the bitch “Kid-in his guts” he’s not brave, he’s just a VULTURE, MAN does nothing for the CULTURE, FAM “We all see the bitch in you” w/o viewing an ULTRA SCAN!! [Damn..] Your womans been “Hungry for cock” so i fucked ya LADY MATE, SHIT you may think it was done in a SHADY WAY KID but you were “Starving her of some proper dick”, so our hook-up your BABY MADE IT. She was so happy to see a real dick was on the table, she “Swallowed it so quickly” you could SATIATED!![Say-She-Ate-It] You’re retarded and jealous. If i said: My “Pens ill; sick w/ the lead” you’d reply: Yeah well… My PEN SPRAY HARDER DUDE! See my point? We’ll never “See eye to eye” cos everythings a competition-w/-you, you’re constant-bitching’-is-thru FRIEND, SAY ISN’T TRUE MecH you’re so “Cross eyed” you can see “Both Sundays” on a WENS’DAY AFTERNOON!! Claims he’s a WEAPON, FARSE he’s “Talking shit w/ enough cheek” for a SECOND ARSE!! That thing on my waist? Make erry’ones “Eyes wide” like the first time a baby TRIES SOME PUDDING. From “Free’s are too fire”... to dropping this retard, no FRIES ARE COOKING. So if you’re claiming you’re “The one to end me?” like you’ve been CHOSEN TO SLAY O? Fucking handicap. I’ll never be “Killed by a vegetable”... Shout out to a “PHROXEN” POTATO!! [Freezer, Frozen] This fat cow tryn’a BATTLE GOD? He’ll be “Shocked; when the metal comes out”... no CATTLE PROD!! MecH reciting the same “Old lines in text” like he’s giving an HISTORICAL LESSON! I see who you “Really are”, welcome to THIS ORACLE SESSION. What's your name again? Nevermind.. It was an “RHETORIK”AL QUESTION!! You the type’a guy who STACKs BREAD AN SPARK GAUGES? Ready to “Squeeze something that’ll pop?” Please even your pencil LACKs LEAD TO MARK PAGES so you “Shooting for the win?” Is something “No one can see” like BLACK HEADs ON DARK FACES!!

[Lindel]

You couldn't win shit without dickriders, I can PROVE HIS CON. He'll prepare-his-sights on every NOOB N JOHN then goes "parasite" before MOVING ON! Thats why, In the chat, you'll catch this DOOFIS ON some NEW KIDS DONG Tryna "stick out in that lower region" like PUBIS MONS. When I said he's catching a 16 he wanna double that, but we LEARNING DUDE IS JUST BORING, AY? You barely gettin-off-ya-ass You been "livin in the past"-32 WAS YA GLORY DAYS! I guess I OWE HIM A SPAR THOUGH. Callin me son? I must be Thor... I'm CHOSEN, WE ALL KNOW! I got that "thunder at hand", he in the clouds tryna POSE AS A MARSHALL but he "cant actually lift the hammer"... that's why we dont see ODIN (N) MARVEL!! Listen, Ya girl likes my smooth talk... and the ORAL IM GIVIN HER. When she *smile direct at me? I'm in her mouth, when im at her HOME AS A VISTOR! & his crew's an *invisible alignment and, well.. the MORAL IS SIMILAR! "biting pushes the rest out" like TEMPORAL MANDIBULAR! I said the ancient bars he clings to is TRASH, & HES BEEFIN ME.Or could HALF OF THE REASON BE I put him on BLAST EVEN RECENTLY? Now he'll show us that "old junk" since he's a GRAMPS WITH NO DECENCY!(LOL!) Your youth-is-passed-bruh, you "used to gas up" but now only BRAWL N SCRAPPIN CHUMPS. Thinking I ain't "liftin-levers?" shit.. since-December?.. I’m ALWAYS AT THE PUMP!! He told Guts his verse "wouldnt fly" wit me so he "took off", where he was GOIN WAS TERMINAL. He'd "come up short on that bag"-he catchin SMOKE FROM THE PERSONALS! Yah, He’ll cry about my tournament- But aint HARASSING THE NO-SHOWS; Same kids he ASKING FA BRO VOTES & you’ll see “heads pop up outta nowhere” like some ACNE ON OLD HOES!! When I gotta "level the superficial shit at hand?" -its ACTION WIT BOTH THOSE. I'm grabbin two of these scrubs quick- SLAPPIN 'EM HO-MOS, and "take the blades to the surface" without SLASHIN SOME LOW-PROS! Difference is; I steal hoes n steal whips, You steal for survival like HATIAN THIEVES. When I say I'm "goin for the snatch".. He dont know if its "shorty's patch or im TAKING KEYS!", But he knows I do what I say, thats fact- I'll "jack Black or give her TENACIOUS D!!" If he start "pumpin his chest?".. it'll TURN INTA SOMETHING RAW. the burnah puttin holes in his shirt like some MATERNITY PUMPING BRAS! Bitch I write like a BLADE IS SHARP. Wrist flicks like cursive- with purpose.. Odin's next (necks) for me ta PROPERLY MAKE A MARK! Got this damu turnin all-blue like a CARBON & STAINLESS PART. I'll be “droppin blood-pressure”- boy, its NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!!!

[Lindel]

Dey had you beatin me in the tourney cus dey thought my "angles" was ugly, I had A FEW HUH..well let me flame him wit dat hot shit more than "90 degrees" now thats A CUTE ONE!(acute) If its "random bars" yall want ok Fuel can "get shots EVERYWHERE"..leave him "wasted" when I catch him "loungin", a couple(cup) "spill" him like when LEVEES TEAR! 1 on 1 fight but Ill let a few shots "ride at EVERY FAIR!" You delusional if you think u SEEING Ws (double you) u bout to BE IN TROUBLE TOO..you not even much to handle I just set da temp then its time to HEAT AND BUBBLE YOU No way u can "block" what my mind crafts(minecrafts) u not "built" for this GAME NERD..u just a "sheep" "cant even move" on ya own, Ill "cripple" u nd ya LAME(disabled) HERD! KEEP WALKIN cus you'll pay da price for dat "CHEAP TALKIN", "tag" on his head take it off his mind like DEEP THOUGHTS AND Its not lookin good for ya, this "pussys fucked" thats why he'll be a "SORE" LOSER..catch him at sunrise knock his top off, opened his "lid early" like a SHORT SNOOZER! We could box but he dont wanna "touch hands" like TRUMPS OLD WIFE..block 1 more vote on my battles and im firing arms thats MUTOMBOS HEIGHT! He playin catch up(ketchup) cus this "dawg BEEN HOT" (hotdog), wanna "muster" up da courage to SEND SHOTS but trying to "break his legos" was da only time he attempted to BEND BLOCKS! You really battled 3pointerj 6 times to STACK UP WINS..all dat snipin made you a "target" for this MATCHUP THEN, I should give u a PATCHED UP CHIN or run up on ya squad and "hit everybody wit da pound" like im tryna DAP UP FRIENDS! Hes "washed up", been in da "soaps" but if the"oppur(opera)tunity comes he not WIT DA "DRAMA"..all that "acting" how you not ready for the shoot if I "carry the 9" and "dump eight off"(adolf) like HITLERS MAMA! Da burna "air his face" I give him "SCREEN TIME..if he dont die his visions gone, just like jamie foxx as Ray he "on da SCENE BLIND" I aint talkin bout my dick when I say what Ill PULL OUT IS TOO LONG..only way you'll hear "Fuel blastin" is if he PUT OUT A NEW SONG! My writing different like LEFT HANDERS I CANT PANDER..he wit his bitch I'll let bullets fly "across"(a cross) and peel her(pillar) next to this "simp" like NED FLANDERS! Blood baths and chaos, see if he can handle this VERY LONG RUCKUS..cus if he opens his mouth and get "fly wit it" Ill put "one in his top" like CARRY ON LUGGAGE!! He think he "caked up" till I "ice" him and TAKE A SLICE"..soon as he step up to da "plate" I give him a "dirty serving" like CAJUN RICE!

[Lindel]

Why's the DUMMY BOTHER?? He's “Lite, across the top” like SUNNY WATERS!! Mans lines are CONSISTENT W/ CAPS, It's everyone else's fault his COMMITMENT HAS LAPSED but those 'blame games' will “Fire back in his face” if he says its cause the EQUIPMENT IS CRAP when Testing-his-fate he's Flexing-his-weight but needs help or an ASSITANT W/ THAT, we'd only see him get “Heads bouncing back, from bars” at the gym when the RESISTANT BAND SNAPS!! MM? Show PASSION IN THE THREADs YOU, be SPAZZIN' W/ THE LEAD TOO? Please...40's “Crews-in the Atlantic” 'running out of air', hope their CABIN HAS SOME HEAD ROOM “Teams drowning” held CAPTIVE IN THEIR BEDROOM “Yous-in the Titanic” as Bricks GASSIN' ALL YOU'VE SAID, DUDE you're just another Edward Smith, the CAPTAIN OF A DEAD CREW!! So whats next? I suppose this vaGINA'S A DRAGON? Please... this “Flaming cunt” some TYPE OF A CHALLENGE? if this “Pussy's firing rounds, on stage” it's during his Ping Pong act on CHINA'S GOT TALENT!! I spend time CHOPPING MY STEMS FOR THEIR DROPS. He spends time HOPPING A FENCE FROM THE COPS an as his “Bejeweled denim-jacket gets torn” s'only time this queer DROPPING SOME GEMS OFF THE TOP!! You're the “Face of wars?” then its clear COMBAT NEEDS FACE LIFTS! If 40 “Blow up, underground” its BOMB TRAPS IN BASEMENTS. This fags so dumb when the cpt said: “Autopilot is engaged” he replied: Oh My God, CONGRATULATIONS!! I Ain't “Putting new-life in this dead bitch” so when you SEE ME, HOE, CARRY A GUN cause when shit pop-off, s'like i'mma Raise-the-dead as you Face-the-lead i'll “Put a Round in ya back” like that TV SHOW, WARRIOR NUN!! Punches? You'll TRY AN SHOUT OR BOAST but I predict you'll be LYING IN YOUR POST. You're “LB's Trump”...just another bitch CRYING ABOUT VOTES!! I'm GRILLIN' THIS LAME who only “Write sick when he sign in” cause he's ILL IN HIS NAME! I got the SKILL AN THE AIM to start KILLIN' HIS DAME, i'll “Shoot his bitch in the mouth”, have her SPILLIN' SOME BRAIN!! I've “Given him the brush” so many times by now, i guess he's making a comPLAINT, HE NEEDED THIS BOUT but it's a TAINT WE NEEDED TO COUNT cause that '9%-of-his-tourney-run i-resent-from-that-sorely-cunt' what i AIN'T DEFEATED THE DOUBT? Like it's hard to “Grasp the picture” Bruh... you got One vote from PAINT'S DELETED ACCOUNT!! So 40 “Buzzing w/ the punches?” I just LAUGH AT HIM AN SUGGEST IT's “A lot of shit talk” from someone who's ABDOMENs THAT CONGESTED 'cause if he ever had a “Hand-in some fly hits?” it was as an AFRICAN SLAP CONTESTANT!!

[Lindel]

..:Illmania 3 ClassicK vs LoD : GOOD GRIEF & FUEL vs Path & Wayco :.. pull out the iron and have the "Torch Blazin" and SPEEDING ON YA CREW!! when all ya heads "Up Against The Thing" it'll leave the LEGION CAUGHT WIT WOUNDS so when ya "Faces Covered In Metal"... you'll NEED A "DOCTOR, DOOM"!! (Fantastic Four) if LBs System says the VOTES ARE LEANING toward Path & Wayco's verse than you KNOW ITS CHEATING!! either that or the "Server Is Mixing Up Flows" like Snape at a POTIONS TEACHING!! (Serverus) when it come to gangsta shit, he aint in my "Field Of Sickness" cuz BUDDY IS A GEEK!! *LAUGHS TILL HE PEES* if I catch his ASS IN THE STREETS we wouldnt see "PATH ALL O.G."... talkin the STUDY OF DISEASE!! (Pathology) if LB was the army you FOOLS ARENT THE VET'RANS!! ClassicK are Generals... you privates too low a RANK FOR DEMANDIN!! you'll feel the authority when "RULE's ON YA NECK LESS'" you respect the "CHAIN OF COMMANDMENTS"!! you know what FUEL?... LoD is the best... when it comes to GETTIN Ls or pickin the FITTEST MALES in PRISON JAILS!!!! (but at winning battles, no) so if we talkin about the greatest and Path & "Way The Options"... it must be on a "DIFFERENT SCALE"!!! ...*Tag*... I'm 'Always High' like SPARKIN' THE HERBS an when i START WIT THE VERBS Fuel 'Higher Than Path' like PARKIN' ON CURBS!! Don't need to be on a 'Determind Diet' to PASS 'WAY' ya may think “This a Troll” but i gotta LAUGH AYE cos you two made “This a Stroll”...'PATH-WAY'!! Wayco, dude your FLOW IS SIMPLE you fucking with 'The Devil' all i KNOW IS EVIL & Fuel put “P on Ground” like HOMELESS PEOPLE!! erry'time 'Fuel Drop' they ARTIFACTS, IT'S GIVEN my 'Bars are Dangerous to Gagues' now CARDIAC HAS RISSIN' cos i'm “Deadly with Pen Strokes” like HEART ATTACKS IN PRISON!! My 'Tricky Punches' the result of MAGIC HANDS an 'Point to Hitten Curbs' like an ADDICTS PLANS cos 'Fuel, Stay Above Path' like TRAFFIC JAMS!! I'm 'Fly with Fists' even have the COCKPIT CUSTOMIZED My punches 'Lay People to Sleep' like TOXIC LULLABIES but this mans 'Plain/Plane Hands' wouldn't 'Hold Effects' BOXIN' BUTTERFLIES!! (damn!) Ya moms like a 'Bakery on Christmas Island' the HOE'S CAKED IN CRABS an when i'm fucking her there's SO MUCH DAMN FLAB i'm like a 'Virgin at an Orgy'... i don't KNOW WHAT TO GRAB!! They “Use There Hands” when EXPRESSIN' AN APOSTREPHE but couldn't hold “Flat Facts” with an OBSESSION FOR MONOPOLY i mean these broke bitches couldn't “See Sight of Jobs” with a PROFESSION IN OPTOMETRY!! (WoW).

[Lindel]

Good Grief? This CHUMP IS GREAT? can't get up on a FUCKIN DATE, His hoe said he infertile… but i'll plant a knife in him JUST INCASE! stay silent, be MORE OF A MIME, an just cause you got a DC head in ya crew, you not endorsing THE KRHYME, fuckers is fibbing so when i cut them to ribbons... I dont mean FLORAL DESIGN! I can tell by Fuel's MANNERISMS he'd get RAMMED IN PRISONS, shit is game, s'why i kick the pane, like youth VANDALISM. Aye this might be SHOT IN THE DARK, but maybe if you started CHOPPIN YOUR PARTS, your flow wouldn't be AWKWARD FOR STARTS, so i'll just follow path like this gon be a WALK IN THE PARK!i mean Fuel got red hair, this lame certainly TRY A LOT, even his brows R (browser) red like the gang version of FIREFOX! You faggots can't KNOCK OR BOTHER ME, your lyrics don't GOT THE QUALITY these kid's so watered down after i kill em it'll show up in the TOXICOLOGY. Is acting the way you USUALLY DO, in ireland considered GROOVY TOO? fuel spinning blocks like a RUBIX CUBE, your state is gay, you CONFUSED?… only time I've said I RISH..I was singing 'I wish' like SCOOBY DOO. fuel, look AT HIS HAIR red headed but uses lipstick for ADDED FLARE, catch him in public i'm CLAPPIN THERE i'll live him kilt outside, like those dresses you FAGGOTS WEAR! iight, “break it down path”… Plzzz if these PRICKS DEFINE THA STREETS, ill QUICK RESIGN THA BEATS, cuz these fools get “laid out more” than SIX RECLAINER SEATS or DICKS INSIDE THA SHEETS, but LoD stand tall, n walk over GG like a CHICKS DESIGNER FEET! N like a strict mom ill leave your GAME IN A HATCH *SHUT*, u a phoney but don’t be BLAMIN THA FAT SLUT, genes? Ill straight boot ur legs cuz im CLAIMIN THA GATS CUT, so ull die slow bangin, n its ironic how u left “pyro hanging”, just to get ur NAME IN THA MATCH-UP! N Yo grief, is dps your NEXT PLAN? cuz you won't front long for classick saying they're the BEST CLAN when you seen 'more crews' than free lance DECK HANDS! n Fuel, its CUTE U DROPPED IN WHORE, but this tha legion, so when I stop ta SHOOT, CREWS POPPED HIM MORE n serve him out like FRUIT, CHOPPED IN FOUR! N yea the path name plays easy, what ROUTE U OPTIN FOR? U cud try angles but you’ll SAIL TO YO DOOM, N this fuel aint renewable with a NAIL TO YO TOMB, Faggot, ill send you dese Ls (diesel) with tha MAIL TO YO ROOM! …. & “oh ma” god; how classick got a pyro n fuel n still FAIL TO GO BOOM!!! (omagh) n fuck tha ‘mighty pen’ my SWORD TORE THRU n FLOORED YOUR CREW, grief got blasted, tha classick brief aint lasted, 1 survivor? Fuel… here a WARD FOR U (award)

[Lindel]

Well I smoke rocks so hvk a BODY~ROCKER..... Dis PARTY~POPPER is about ta SPIT~A~SHOCKER// Imma bad MUTHA~FUCKER and u is a DICK~SUCKER..... And ya real job is a DIRTY~CHICKEN~PLUCKER// Ma raps are PUCKER hvk knows ALL~DA~ROPES..... ppl ski down me coz I'm high AS~A~SLOPE// Will ya beat me NOPE coz all ma RHYMES~ARE~DOPE..... I get so much respect in rap IM~DA~POPE// Ya got no HOPE in dis battle IT~IS~MINE..... I take u to a place where da SUN~DOSENT~SHINE// Learn from da best bitch hvk IS~A~SHRINE..... ma rhymes are FINE coz I spit freely ALL~DA~TIME// Ya cant spit so ya MIME ya dark even in SUMMERTIME..... I bubble you up like u SPARKLIN~WINE// Im hard like PINE when I pull out MA~NINE..... Ya a skanky bitch and ya roll around IN~SLIME// I am SUPPLIME Coz I always RAP~SO~NEAT..... Always fit da box and make sure THEY~COMPLETE// I bring all da HEAT and always reach ma FEAT..... any muthafucka hvk will Fuckin DEFEAT// Bitches feel ma BEAT feel it down any STREET..... Battlin hvk its hard to COMPETE// Leave ya still like CONCRETE while ya bitch sucks MA~MEAT..... DNA is ma crew and they are MY~ELITE// Ya better not be A~CHEAT coz hate votes da only WAY~YA~WIN..... Im da lion and u is MADE~OF~TIN// Im a fuckin devil so jus watch for ma EVIL~GRIN.... Its like we watchin he-man imma male EVIL~LIN// Ya body in a BIN coz ya skinny and SO~THIN..... Imma chop ya body up startin wit YA~SHIN// Imma keep cuttin and cuttin all da way to YA~CHIN..... Then hang ya flesh up usin just a DRAWIN~PIN// Dont know why im tryin coz Mcelly aint HOT// Imma slow down bitch so ya actually read ma SHOT// Ma structure so easy to get its like a DOT~TO~DOT// Need to remind u ya shit coz ya seem to HAVE~FOR~GOT// Imma bury ya alilve so ya witness YA~BODY~ROT// You say u a gangsta but I ashure ya YOU~NOT// So do what ya do best and just smoke ya FUCKIN~POT// Coz Mcelly is a bitch and need his mum to ROCK~HIS~COT// No talent you GOT ya fire ya GUN~AND~MISS// Expectin to win wit dat now u TAKE~DA~PISS// So get on yo knees and fuckin MAKE~A~WISH// Imma magic you away like a wizard listen to MA~WOND~SWISH// This is a freestyle dont wanna waste TOO~MANY~LINES// Coz dis cat weak and aint got no bars IN~HIS~RHYMES// Hvk will blow ya up coz I place LOTS~OF~MINES// DNA4LIFE MUTHAFUCKER TRY US ANYTIME. peace

[Lindel]

Knoxville's playing the lower register like he's forgotten Ray Brown.
So she's painting the bed when he's taking cakes to his head like a modern day clown.
He had a dirtbike from heaven land on him. Will make you squeal and get the tics.
Cuz it ain't a threesome with the chicks when this Evil Knievel split his dick.

Maybe I'm crazy like Preston Lacy dressed as a lady chasing a baby.
But I'll be damned if I let this pain in the ass entertaining teenagers fade me.
They're watching boxing but it's boring. Cuz Knox will have them snoring.
He must have won, cuz when he was sawing logs, his hand was soaring.

Re: The Shaman vs. Knoxville
Your a Noob I’m here picking the stab fuck guns these hands is quick & be Switching the jabs,
Life is always a surprising battle & You’ll need more than miracle that’s been kicking his ass.
For a teacher? Your weak and trash Trust me you’ll bleed when stabbed,
Nobody cares about “The’s Story” cuz a lot of us use to sleep during class.
I’m the king on social media trust me kid the crowns in place
You ever go live is like Shannon sharpe only difference is it’s me beating blood down ya face.
Smile is worth a lot & I dnt like ur Annoying Grin you’ll get left bloody with torn ribs,
Brought this switch blade’ll split Man Into Two at birth like Conjoined Twins.

[Lindel]

You gone need more than "32~lines" Yous an mc who "fisicaly" HATES~RHYMES// Yous the "anti-rapper" wit "those~lyrics" have me thinkin you HATES~LINES// Ya hate your own lines more dan PROS~DO!// Yous a pop "singer~in~disguise" bitch ima bout to EXPOSE~YOU// Btch ima let me finger LINGER~N~RISE// Wit one line i gots ya mind FROZE~BLUE// Yous stuck to cocks like WOOD~GLUE//(get it) fagget of the year, gays CHOSE~YOU// They even have you on the "front~cover" I got the info off YA~MOTHER// Im da bitch's "secrect~lover" oh, i let it slip,shit, well now ya know, say hello to YA~FATHER// Im going to smash THIS~LAME// im da true cause of HIS~SHAME// when peeps speak HIS~NAME// Its only to DISS~HIS~GAME// Yous "wack~fact" ya can't SPIT~A~HIT// My bowls like epilepsy, i shit an you TAKE~A~FIT// Yous "lyricaly~mute" n "fisicly~deff" n after "this~txt" YOU'LL~B~BLIND!// Like kids teddy's yous "metaly~cute" n that shit won't do WHO'LL~B~KIND?// N let you know how wack you really is? no probs i got this, THIS~I~GOT//(think) I piss on me gats n den shoot, so you die from PISS~DIE~SHOT// Now my urine in "your~system" straight INVADING~N~SPREADING// Easy how i make "you~listen" now my germs SETTLING~N~BREADING// No way you gone beat this QUICK~DEMON// Get in me way ima SPIT~VENOUM// Kinda same way ya moms gargles FIT~SEEMEN// She the sickest bitch on da SET~YET// Ima beat you like i do her, nice n BET~WET!// You bein beatin by my MOUTH~SPITS// Ya moms get beatin by my jap eye LOAD~DRIPS// Cos both yous b screamin both yous lil PROUD~SHITS i SPIT~HITS~SICK// dat SPLIT~SHITS~QUICK// split em STRAIGHT~DOWN~DA~MIDDLE// into 2, n have em wunder bout FATE~ROUND~DA~BIBLE// wile I CREATE~SOUND~ON~PEDDLE// like if my foot was put to da floor, n DEBATE~TOWN~ON~METAL// Cos to many youngsters LISTENING~TO~ROCK// When its mc�s who GLISTENING~TRUE~OCK// But you AINT~NO~RAPPER// Dis bitch probably FAINT~ON~PAPPER// Before he see da pen, he PAINT~ON~MEDIA// (windows) copy n paste job like it�s not a TAINT~OF~IDEA// Rap has sent a SAINT~TO~FEED~YA// Wit da EXQUISITE~LYRICS~HE~TYPE// Were as dis bitch nuttin but BULLSHIT~LIC~DICKS~HE~LIKE// An has his whole crew HELPIN~HIM~TO~WRITE// Try to be MAKIN~HIM~SO~HYPE// Shit ya could have a hundred CREWS~BEHIND~YOU// But ya still wanna CHOOSE~MY~MIND~FOOL// Cos u aint even a WANNA~BE~MC// Yous a WANNA~BE~ME// This fool is so clever he SHOWER~WIT~A~HAIR~DRYER// We both spit but mine TOWER~WIT~A~STAIR~HIGHER// Cos my spitten POWER~HIT~DIRECT~PLAYER// Send ya ass in da WRONG~DIRECTION// Bet ya see me in his SONG~COLLECTION// I�ve started me own lil THONG~SELECTION// (ha ha) Of da ones I keep receiving FROM~YA~HORNY~MOTHER// My crew gone BOMB~DIS~CORNY~BLUFER// We know god LOVES~A~TRYER// But he SHUVES~A~LIAR// Straight into da CUFFS~OF~FIRE// Fucking wit me ya must wanna DIE~YOUNG// Cos i'll FRY~SOME// Fools who choose to TRY~SOME// Fucking stupid ass spits thats LIE~DUMB// So close ya mouth BEFORE~YA~DO~SPEAK// Cos my shit BE~PURE~ON~DA~STREET// ..2FUEL..

[Lindel]

Ayo�This fool need an instruction manual for a ~BOTTLE OPENER~ Ya couldn�t score if you was a member card ~BROTHLE HOLDER~ If rap was a bike say my ~THROTTLE COLDER~ Tryin to rap aint the way to ~CURE HOBBITS~ There aint no way, ya�ll just some ~MORE MIDGETS~ Me raps so sick they like ~PURE VOMITS~ Cos my rhymes come from ~CORE SUMMITS~ All my lines ~HOT LIKE LAVA~ Fuck wit me da papers gone read another ~SHOT KILL JAVA/ JAFA(northern Ireland prodastant) you�s just mad cos ya blood da colour of ~ORANGE/(orange men, get it?) If you was a carpenter ya couldn�t straighten doors ~OR A HINGE~ In other words no matter what you do it ~STILL BE WACK~ When I spit I be ~ILL ON TRACK~ Only talent this fool have is ~SKILL ON SACK~ Ya fuckin ~GRADE A FAG~ Bring ya guns to da fight all I need is a ~BLADE N BAG~ Slice you up n drag ya ass to ya ~MOM CRIB~ You like bush sayin sadam gots weapons of mass destruction, its just a ~BOMB FIB~ (lie) This fool spit on da mic n leave wit a ~BUSTED LIP~ End up looking like he a blood dat TRUSTED CRIP~ In this game the jumper of rap only a FEW~WEAR/ FEWER be comin wit the ~SICK SPITS~ That put fags like u n ya crew into ~QUICK FITS~ Yous some dumb ~THICK SHITS~ When he fuckin it aint da condom its his ~PRICK SPLITS~ Cos he weak in ~ALL ASPECTS~ So steppin to me aint no challenge, ya just goin ~FALL BASTIDS~ So i can fill ~YA'LL CASKETS~ Up dat i ordered in pre-THIS BATTLE~ When i say he ~KISS CATTLE~ Im talkin bout his moms da ~TOWN COW~ She so fucking fat ya wanna she dat bitch ~DOWN CHOW~ Da look on his face yeah, he ~FROWN NOW~..All my foe's i be ~KILLEN EM HARDER~ hate it when rappers say they gots a white fan base cos ~EMINE THEY PARTNER~ i put 2pac n Nas no.1 in me ~TOP TEN LIST~ bitch we can get to fighting cos i move so quick ya won''t ~COP DA FIST~ dat ~NOCK DA LISP~ straight outta ya so called ~HOT TALK LIPS~, after this battle ppl gone be say i ~SHOT SOME SHITS~, you losing so bitch ~STOP DA FITS~put da mic down, just call ~IT QUITS~ you no mc, ya head aint filled wit rhymes, its filled ~WIT NITS~ a new type of rap ~I-DID-IT/ IDYLLIC is how i ~SPIT MINE~this fool even want my poo, cos my ~SHIT SHINE~,, outta 10 gimme a 9 an watch as i let ~IT EXPLOAD~ even when i relaxing i ~SIT IN-MOAD~ to let all ~QUICK UN-FOLED~, when i see ya moms da ~TRICK BE-TOLED~ oil up ya ass n get ~IT IN-MOAD~(HA HA)Watch as my ~GATS UNLOAD~ Make ya blood drip to get da ~BATS IN MOAD~ Stick dynamite up ya as so we can watch the ~FATS EXPLOAD~ When I step out me whip look at da red ~MATS UNROLLED~ Cos in this game I treated ~LIKE ROYALTY~ In me crew I gots one motto n dats to ~HYPE LOYALTY~ Fuckin wit me I ~SUGGEST A VEST~ Cos my words like AK rounds, they�ll just ~PROGRESS YA CHEST~ In this game I ~DIGEST THA BEST~ An still ~IMPRESS THA REST~ Think I aint good? Well then ~INVEST FOR TEST~ An watch as I get all ~STRAIGHT A�S~, I aint homophobic but I ~HATE GAYS~ So in other words I hate peeps ~LIKE YOU~ On the rap seen ya know I ~HYPE TRUE~ when i spit i ~SPIT TO DEATH~ Get it all out ~WIT ONE BREATH~ Oppposing me fool of you all there is, is ~SHIT BE LEFT~ Cos i make ya ~SHIT YO SELF~ Be for you run, co ya know i ~SPIT FO WEALTH~ ..2FUEL.. this all i need to do against this fool!!!

[Lindel]

Cat's sleep on me like they narcoLEPTIC A Skeptic?/Naw, They know my rhymes are SEPTIC Have you in an EPILEPTIC/CONVULSION It's like a COMPULSION/Schul is over, this is your EXPULSION You pussy, you belong in a DEVOTIONAL CONVENT/Your bitch ass spittin' with EMOTIONAL CONTENT My flows are OPERATIC/STOP THE STATIC/Unstash the gats to COP THE 'MATIC Push the clutch and you SO SPRUNG G/'Cause I'll shoot up schools like CHO SEUNG-HUI I shoot up V-TECHS in V-NECKS/You BE NEXT so flee when you SEE-TECHS/Get crushed if your respond so FLEE-TEXT My IN-RHYMES stay IN-LINE, you can't use a MULTIPLE/I'll kill your faggot ass, and not be held CULPABLE It's the Jew with the nose like a SKI-SLOPE/Compared to me, you'll never BE-DOPE I speak the truth for a fee, it's like I SELL-CANDOR/That's why some call me Mindless the L-HANDER From the midwest, 812 of the I-N/Make your text box a VESSLE to DIE-IN/For you to NESTLE and CRY IN/Put the heat to it and your CHEST'LL be FRYIN'/You LYIN', you ain't never been EV-IL/Must be barren, 'cause you couldn't conCIEVE ILL/ The shit this cat says, don't put any STOCK-IN-IT/Got my cock on his lips like he ROCKIN'-IT This battle is already over, know that you lost it/Acidics lyrics burn you like they caustic

[Lindel]

My armor is contempt. My shield is disgust. My sword is hatred. In the Emperor's name... let none survive. {Hastur vs Bleu - LBT Title Match, Jan. 2014} || you're the "pits, on this board," god DAMN THIS KID'S SO LAME! cos will we see this "man call a set, and pieces?" not even if you HAVIN SOME STONES PLACED in AFRICAN BOARD GAMES!! (mancala set & pieces) // so tell me, why the fuck should i BATTLE A KNOWN LAME? damn this BROAD IS THE WORST!! just fuckin "cut the crap" already, or are those the SONGS YOU RECORD? cause anyone sayin' "We gettin' that B, nasty," WALKED TO THE STORE to buy a BARZILLA SHIRT!! (bnas tee) \ he don't have a chance to be DROPPING-the-LORD if he don't have his crew to lean ON FOR SUPPORT. he'll bring manny back to help JOTTIN HIS VERSE, he THOUGHT IT WOULD WORK but now i'm "clappin at the Bleu/Man Group," so cut the "COMEDY, NERDS!" (blue man group) \ lol. first he "denies he's gettin beaten" and CLAIM'S THAT I'M WEAK. then next he gets 'ANGRY AT ME' then "bargains with manny" for a foe he MAYBE CAN BEAT. then next he's "depressed", he's such a "FAILURE YOU SEE." now it's kinda like your last foe these are the "STAGES OF GRIEF!!" haha. if u try & “move a bit, to my address,” that’s where i got PIECES-n’-RATCHET’S, SOOOO why put claims of being “buffer, over flow” when im LEAVING THE FACT EXPOSED that in-the-fray you’ll last for “zero-days” : that’s the REASON THIS “HACK’S UNKNOWN”!! (research) \ lemme make this "bud wiser," if we BEEFIN YOU'LL HAVE TO GO!! cause i'll snap his "core... own a light rapper" w/o DRINKING SOME CANS and LEAVING THE PACKAGE BROKE!!! (budweiser, corona light wrapper) \ beer talk aside, fuck what “He brews;” he ain’t KEEPIN’ A GAT TO BLOW!! so when “a diss-i-pull, shows his true nature,” are we SEEING THE PAST UNFOLD during JESUS’S PASSION? NO! that’s cause i “question some’uh the illogica’l nonsense,” witout SCREAMING “IRRATIONAL” at a THESIS A CATHOLIC WROTE!!! (hebrews, disciple, summa theologica) \ he scared of saying "H on our block!/H&R block," so why you thinking you tax us bro? lol. \ you beastin’?... a “pound, puts-you-away” it’s EASY TO CRACK YA DOME! then imma knock ya "chin... chill a dawg out," as im "BEATING SOME ANIMALS"!! (chinchilla) \ nigga, if you SLEEP ON WHAT HASTUR THROWS, i’ll remind em how even the LEGION CAN’T STAND THIS HOE! cuz we see “He pissed ‘em all: a G is felled?” but i guess that kinda “THINKING IS PAST YA SCOPE”!! (epistemology has failed) \

[Lindel]

Nah Ya PAIED-YA-WHORE-THRILLER See X SLAYED-YA-POOR-FILLERS../1 Fuck Playing Ya Tune Your MinorGurl Im A MAJOR-CHORD-KILLER../2(piano) Im STEPING-PIST-G Ya Got Pure Ventalation What Ya VENTING-MIST-ME../3 Just Ad J-Kwon To The Equation And Reme Is GETTING-TIPED-SEE../4(tipsy) Ma CURSE-IS-SINKING-SHIT Ill Make You Feel WORSE-FOR-THINKING-IT../5 Ya Shit Aint Touching Me Ya Volume Is Weak Like Ya VERSE-WAS-DRINKING-IT../6 Im SHAKING-YA-KEYS I Spit Flames Im BAKING-MA-FREES There Aint No FAKING-TO-BLEED../7 Cuz When I Say im Popping Ya Cap fuck Drinks And Hats Im TAKING-YA-KNEE'S../8 Aint You HEARD-IM-NICE All Ma Limbs Spit Hot I kEEP mA NERVES-IN-SPICE../9 Ill Split You Up In To Two Take "Reme" Then SERVE-THE-ICE.../10(wattt peep her name) Nah I Aint Driving When I Put Ya Metal To The Floor Imma THROTTLE-YOU-SLUT../11 Scared Of You Nahh.. Fuck Reme Imma Just BOTTLE-YOU-UP.../12 Im PHYSICAL-SPILL-FLOWS Ma Souls As Far As SPIRITUAL-HILLS-GO../13 Ma Rhymes Just Penetrate This Bitch Like A LYRICAL-DILDO../14 Im Firing So Many Shots You Should Be CLOCKING-MA-NUTZ../15 Its Like A Rhyme Of Rape The Way Im Just FUCKING-YOU-UP../16 Im BUSTING-YA-WORLD Cuz You Aint RUSHING-THIS-WHIRL../17 Some One Gunna Call Me A Paedophile Cuz These Hands Is TOUCHING-THIS-GURL../18 Don�t Matter If Im Packing A SEMI-OR-A-FOUR Im Popping To MANY-TO-THIS-WHORE../19 Nah I Aint Pouring Liquor Out When I Say Imma Put REME-TO-THE-FLOOR../20 The Way Ive Killed You In Every Line The Only Dude You Can MARRY-IS-KENNY../21(south park) Fuck Picking You Up In The Club Is The Only Time Imma CARRY-YOU-REME../22 No Ones FEELING-YOU-REME Im Above You Theres No REAVILING-WHO-SENT-ME../23 Is That All You Got Ill Devour Ya Contents Im Just LEAVING-YOU-EMPTY../24(think) I Was PREPPING-AT-TEN Now Im BETTING-YA-PEN After Im Done You Aint REPPING-AGAIN../25 Your Just Gunna Get �Fucked Over� When Ya STEPPING-TO-MEN../26 Ya Kneck Gunna Hurt From COPING-MA-ROPE-RHYMES Im Just STOPPING-TO-SMOKE-MINDS../27 Watch The Dealers Raid Ma Shit Im Just DROPING-THOSE-DOPE-LINES../28 Your Gunna Bow Imma BUTCH-YA-KNEES So CLUTCH-YA-FREES Ill Tape You Up And HUSH-YA-PLEAS../29 You Gotta Be One Hell Of A Locksmith To TOUCH-MA-KEYS../30 Watch Ya SKIN-RIP-IN-TROUGHS Ill SPIN-BITS-TO-ROT Now You SIN-SHIT-THATS-HOT../31 Ive Had The Best Part Of You Reme Time To Move On Let Me FINISH-YOU-OFF../32(bottoms up)

[Lindel]

"

Aw, yeah (It's like this, like this)
It's Eminem baby, back up in that motherfucking ass
('Til forever, 'til forever)
One time for your motherfucking mind
(For MCs, MCs)
We represent the 313
You know what I'm saying?
Yo they don't know shit about this
For the '96

Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxing, the zany-acting maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You look insanely wack when just a fraction of my tracks runs
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind and chill your spine like siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects
And twisting necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects
Put this in decks and check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist 'em up, and indulge in the marijuana smoke
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more car tunes than animation
My lamination of nar-er-ration
Hits a snare and bass in a track for duck rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be staring gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland
I'm infinite

You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
I'm infinite

Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
I got some meat to mince, a crew to stomp and then two feet to rinse
I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper than a Jeep full of people
MCs are feeble, I came to 'cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MCs and stand the lonely one
Imitator, intimidator, stimulator, simulator of data, eliminator
There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and catch all the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My a cappella releases classic masterpieces through telekinesis
It eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be infinite

You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
I'm infinite

Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been clever ever since
My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O
So I'm assuming all responsibility
'Cause there's a monster real in me that always wants to kill MCs
Mic nestler, slamming like a wrestler
Here to make a mess of a lyric-smuggling embezzler
No one is specialer, my skill is intergalactical
I get cynical act a fool then I send a crew back to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd rather let a tactical, tactful track tickle your fancy
In fact I can't see, or can't imagine
A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
So this is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
Plus the man who never had a plan B
Be all you can be, 'cause once you make an instant hit
I'm tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit
I'm infinite

You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
I'm infinite
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
I'm infinite

'95, '96 ('96)
And on and on and on (and on and on)

[Lindel]

Lying King vs. Sin vs. Oak.

[Lindel]

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Old 06-07-2018, 06:46 PM #1
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"8 MILLION Storys" (2011)

Shuffled the cards, musty gust blew from the armpit
It puzzled the guards.. nostrils flarin’ in the lagoon of the arch men
In a room full of watchmen with a view of a marksmen ;
Living life in the bulls eye zoom from the dark end
A target..
''I aint convinced I’m a convict..
In conflict with the grimiest cons on the continent;
consequence in each contest "
He said "I got five maybe six and a poss, shiit.. lets just say 6 books
Oh and frank.. I needa copy of your 6th book "
Deal again I got 10 someone else said reshuffling
kings and queens like a fairytale flipbook
"Yous a slick crook!
the way you convinced the judge get you off the hook without a nick"
Felt I had it good.. like their lawyers got gypped/juxed
These weren’t exactly the sharpest tools in the shed,
just some state pens that dripped when they slit you
If they get you, they smile you with a swift swoop
My slice of the pie got the next guy swiping,
I got ride or die issues
I was jumped in this jump suit, blow the whistle you don't hear the scars
Or see me reflecting on hard times, holding mirrors through these bars
In Spofford, when the martyrs I listened to were conquered
Ball and chain on Christmas day presenting skip it to my daughter
Sitting with your thoughts they say misery loves company in its quarters
Started these calendars so long ago Mayans discussed with me they be shorter
I'm sure If I wasn't a snorter I’d be smelling shore water
"Order in the court!",
"Can I take your order?"
playing over like a reporters recorder in my skull…
"count the score up!!!" ---Broke my daydream
TABLE WAS SLAMMED
Upset, slammed the deck like a tidal wave naval command
Cards like superman-flying trying to save you and cradle the land
with a clear shot of hearts, cupid pulled something fatal from his band
Nine of diamonds blinded him, with Draino from the damned
Little jokers cuttin’ at a hundred degrees like a molten man
Medulla Oblongata spilling lava from a molded can
cold hearts, melted puddles where the frozen ran
Gambit throwing hands... cool as a Japanese folding fan
---------I remember feeding pelicans fish off the pier
Being moved from Rikers to pelican bay, feeling that fish fear as it went thru the air
I just killed a man over bags, I'd have packed in a year
Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in the chair
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"Me In 10 Years" (2002)

Topical Tourny Verse, Enjoy.

Regular day, I went to sleep as usual proud & gloating
Next morning I awake sporting chest hair & a goatee,
What the fuck is up? I wasn’t aware at this instance
Got up to take a piss & well there was a big difference
I glanced in the mirror, I was scared & feeling shook
What I saw was a man, with a wiser appeal to his look
Somebody knocked on the door my heart skipped a beat
It was a beautiful woman who asked ‘’Honey, how’d you sleep’’?
She kissed me on the cheek, held my arm very steady
Then said softly, ‘’sweetie, if your hungry breakfast is ready’’
That’s when some kid bumped into me and it really hurt
Then he said ‘’dad, remember to pick my PS2 up after work!’’
What was happening?! Out the door, I was setting to leave
When the lady called out, ‘’Hey! Aren’t you forgetting your keys!’’
No lie, I was terrified! I was just about to start to cry
That’s when I saw a dope cherry red jaguar parked outside
I grabbed a newspaper; to try to figure it out to my self
I looked at the top right corner it read ‘’Tuesday august 13, 2012’’
I dropped the paper, went to see my friend Piier Meyo
When she said, ‘’Gosh, that kid moved out yeaaars ago’’
I went to my basketball coach right there and then
Asked if he remembered me, he said ‘’haven’t saw you in ages, how’ve you been?!’’
Told him I needed to know when he last saw me the same
He said, ‘’last time I saw you, you won us the city championship game’’
I couldn’t find the answer, so I sped off out of sight
And went to the person I thought would know everything, my wife!
I came in & kissed her asked her how we met and our history
But she was to busy pulling my clothes off and kissing me
older gives you advantages, so I stuck in her carefully
and all I heard was…Anthony, Anthony, Anthony!!!

Aunt: …Anthony, Anthony, wake up, you`re going to be later for school

Anthony: Please tell me I wasn’t dreaming!

Aunt: get up stupid!

:: Looks In mirror ::

FUCK!!! NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[ topical tourny verse ]


This is my heart and soul..enjoy

Aiiyo, Hey its Thomas, leave a message after the tone for fucking sake
‘’Such a party mouth, any who’s I’m in the hospital with a stomach ache
Don’t worry its nothing major, no need to come and it wasn’t your dad
I…ummm.i..i…. just had a little slip when I tried to jump in to the cab
Its ok, really it is, got to go love ya’’ off the train, from reading a fable
Sprinted home to see mom, got inside and placed my keys on the table
But she wasn’t in sight, I heard the message, I froze…stopped in fright
Then I Ran down the stairs as quickly as possible to unlock my bike
I hope this was nothing serious, as I rode I hoped, prayed with wishing
Just 2 weeks ago I was picking up my moms from getting her new bottled prescriptions
I rode past torn down buildings, old lady sweeping their porch with a broom
And 14 blocks later, I finally reach the hospitals emergency room
She’s in intensive care; oh please god let you turn the tables this week
Armed hooked up to IV, drooling and she Is barely able to speak
Her veins the color purple, oh god I cried, prayed and hoped now
When she got the strength to speak, a strong booming voice had been broke down
Ribs showing, matted hair, right now, I felt like hoping to die
Then the nurse said ‘’c’mon Sybil, your sons here, open your eyes’’
Old wise eyes looking at me with her body stiff, hadn’t visited in days now
Then the nurse whispered, ‘’she might not remember you the medication leave her dazed out
Don’t cha cry now boi, be strong for her’’ was this just a phase or sickness?
I asked the doctor how long she had, and she answered ‘’days or minutes’’
I regret not visiting, she might die…man I was already scared
Went down stairs, to buy her some flowers and a teddy bear
Got back up stairs, and 10 doctors were around her, was this a dream, shit!
Nurse said ‘’that’s her son’’ lead doctor said ‘’I don’t think he should see this’’
Let me at least say my last my last words, I feared this day…
As I walked up to the bed, the large crowd just cleared away
Her dazed look became sharp, just like that..A death sentence..bam!
Put my head down and cried, when somebody clenched my hand
Through her week old makeup, I saw her bight blue eyes, were her ways done?
When the weakest most embarrassed voice said ‘’I have aids, my love
You’re the best son a mother could have; you’re my heart and my sight
And I’d be dead a lonnnng time ago, if I didn’t have you in my life''
She used her last bit of strength to sit up & give me a kiss on my fat cheek
Smiled her brightest smile, laid down peacefully as her heart monitor gave its last beep
The nurse closed my mom’s eyes; in the back the nurse gave the funeral a call…
As I gazed at my mom’s proud smile, I knew things were going to be fine after all
‘‘But grandpa grandpa, don’t you miss her, and don’t be kidding please’’
Yeah, I do, but she’s watching over me, and I bet you right now she’s listening..
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"Envy" (2002)

James Evans; the most popular kid in school. The rich family, the hot chicks, the cool kids looking up to him. Good grades, he did everything the best. Most popular in the whole neighborhood. Then a kid named Payson Envy, the total opposite, this a story about what jealousy can do to you.

Crying through out nights, for me that’s how all days ended
There is no denying the envy I had for this kid James Evans
Laid back nights enjoying life, I mean who needs school shiit….
I wasn’t worried about grades; I wanted to be a cool kid
I wanted to be cool and live in a fortress and be unhurt able
The kid showing up to school in brand new porches & convertibles
But I wasn’t, I would lock myself away, and just sit in fear
Why couldn’t I be cool?! So to you I jot down my crippled tears

..Ahem

One day I’ll just die in my nightmares, somebody just bomb dreams
Couldn’t take being over looked by the popular obnoxious prom king
I looked around the house for weapons; I found a gat and some pliers
Went down to the school parking lot, found his car and flattened his tires
Bell hits three; out he comes with a varsity jacket and the fly chicks
Some white bitch, oh how badly I just wanted to be his sidekick
But he never went to this car, but I could see him partly in sight
That’s when I heard that there was going to be a party tonight
& He was attending, that night I was going to feel imperial
I would show him that this nobody was friend material
Pulled up in my beetle & then I saw him come out of his Porsche
AHHHh! That’s it!! I cant fucking to take this shit anymore!!
I ran up to him quickly just while he was greeting his friends
Straight jabbed him in the mouth, now he was meeting the fence
I couldn’t seem to stop attacking him, I felt someone kick
And by the time I got off him, my hands were bloody fist
All these years of envy, now I should dare smile?!
I wanted everything…
His clothes, his chicks & kicks, I even wanted his hairstyle!
Forget being cool, I was hated – now I felt dead alone
Visiting the grave, with the words James Evans on the headstone

I want everything he has!! I Cant Live Without Him!!

Digged up the coffin, took a gun – now you have to ask this…
Is Envy so strong that its got me willing to share this niccuhs casket?

R.I.P – James Evans. 1985 – 2002.
R.I.P – Payson Envy. 1987 - 2002
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"WA Title Match" (2002)

His Name Is Phear.
My Record Is 9-1-1.
His Is 6-0.

A Sight For Sore Eyes – Man, You’re Nothing To Start Winking At
Break Thoughts, When I Pull The Brim Back On Your Thinking Cap
In Fact Phear Is Scared Of Dying, I Mean Take This Shit For Instance
Man, After I Damage His Skull He’ll need My Record For Assistance
Dope & Its Hopeless When I’m Throwing Explosives & Carry Bombs
While…
Your Career Is In Left Field, Trying To Shake Hands With Barry Bonds
Your Whack, But I Guess You Don’t KNOW BETTER…But Wait Bitch
I Almost Forget You Just Met Me, Please Refrain My Earlier Statement
When It Comes To Jokes I Don’t Understand? I Don’t Get Enough Credit…
I Mean, Your Sisters Ass Was A Fucking Joke, And Boy Did I Get It!
I’ll…. Never Fear Phear, Dude Must Be A Ditch, Cause I’m a Tear A Hole
Not Taking Grizzle Form, So That Means I Aint Going To Bear Your Soul
This Dead Dike Said You Were Dope? Remember She Also Said Sike..
And I Aint Gunna Stop At Nothing, Unless Phear Becomes A Red Light
After This, Dukes Won’t Be Standing, This Pussy Needs His Panties
Beauties Only Skin Deep, That’s Where My Knives Come In Handy
I’ll Split Your Tongue, I’m The Champ And It’s My Spits That Won
Phear’s Not Ill, But Everybody Knows He About To Be Sickening One
Manly Flow? Son…. You’re Whining With Your Banging Bitch Spits
Take The Tie From My League Record & Fucking Hang You With It
Gifted In Here, Open Your Mouth – And I’ll Lay Knuckles Upon Dentals
& I’ve Been A Top Secret, Since I Found Out Your Girl Was Confidential
Rookie, Take Out Your Notepad Cause Honestly Your Flows Whack
Your Styles More Smoke & Mirror, Then A Narcissistic Marlboro Staff
I’ll Slice Your Ankles Son, So Phear – Basically You Lost In Ways
Cause When You..
Got Sliced, It Turned White Sox’s To Red Sox’s Like A Chicago-Boston Trade
Funny Thing Is, Phear Is Staying Together But Here’s Why Though…
A Fool And His Money Are Soon Parted, See Phear Got No Dough!
Bet Your Saying I’m Tight For Fourteen, Wanting To Divide The Glory
Girl Named Her Pussy Article, Didn’t Understand, Had To Get Inside Story
I’m…Spitting To Ears, And You Can Bet That My Visions Are Clear
I Saw That My Bullets Weren’t Scared, Yet They Were Living In Phear
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[Lindel]

Paradigm's been unleashed. A dead man gave me a license to preach.
Survive or to feast? Instincts trump choice in the mind of a beast.
Through the eyes of a priest - Praised whether alive or deceased.
Faith truthfully is the subtle difference between lies & deceits.
A spiritual guide to the meek. Purgatory is psychosis in dreams.
The notions obscene. Lost somewhere among the locusts & screams,
Death is foreseen. A shimmer in the distance & the scent of chlorine.
The Synapse - whiplash. Repentance & grief. A sunrise on the beach,
surprise of defeat surmised in the speech. Every sentence is brief
but the message is deep. A dead man gives you a license to preach.
A Charlatans Dichotomy - Sell you my soul & barter art & philosophy.
Hope & despair are commodities; The balance of heart & psychology.
Narcissistic Perspective - Self-reflection or... artistic expression?
Your harshest critic is perceptive. Self-Conscience of perception
at the price of progression like you've never told a lie in confession.
The Dissonance of Cultures - Capitalist cultists burning effigies.
Bohemian Grove to Black Rock Desert, Wicker Men sold separately.
Fire-walking the embers, let your mind, body & soul reach ecstasy.
The Synapse - Whiplash. Defeat & empathy. I can preach endlessly
31 candles on my 30th birthday, they no longer think less of me.

[Lindel]

AYO

I play w/ Glock clips that break the lock pin like a safe deposit
Slit around ya neck leave a trickle down effect; that's Reaganomics
Neigh's a problem.. Dianabol flood my veins w/ toxins
I'm what's what around here, that underground gear got me feelin like Bane in Gotham
Aim & drop 'em, toss the clip to Manhattan: Enter the Dragon
Ninja assassin grippin the Magnum, shake the contents of ya brain's subconscious
Sinister swag.. it's the Wild West when this flame gets poppin
But fuck Cowboys & Indians; since a kid, I've always played w/ rockets
Lace ya 'posits - I got the cruelest intentions w/ a dual-grip Remington
Put ya brain on the wall like nuclear medicine; that Minitron out the pocket ain't Julian Edelman
'Cause I always get the last laugh.. get the Glad bags ready
Ya glass half empty; this matte black semi turn ya street into a Baghdad death scene
You boxin Whittaker; my shots administered like lab rat testing
This pair of Eagles barely legal out the box like a Snapchat web leak (hashtag #Wet Teens)

[Lindel]

I'm high as a motherfucker
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Your dad's a faggot & ya sister can't read; I let somethin clap from the drums, no Timbaland beat
Leave they fuckin brains all over the mini-van seats, reloadin shot after shot; that's an Instagram feed
These slugs? Kamikazes - you catch one from the tommy, it gets gorier...
The snub or the shotty, fuck it.. all my guns got a body like Mech Warrior
Feel like you runnin from zombies - this Bowie knife got the Dracula effect
Start hackin at the neck & pick his Spinal w/ the machete; Killer Instinct's character select
That Uzi spread split your lip in half like a Hitler 'stache.. I'm shootin lead at it
Triple mags; got that blister pack breakin whatever's inside ya chest up, no Mucinex tablets
You ain't ready to stop me; I'm a Pentium-copied legend pennin at mach speed
Get ya fam stretched in the lobby, w/ "Dolla Sign" all over their jackets like Ted DiBiase
A mix of Kano's karate w/ fists that hit like KO's from Rocky;
You gon' fold in these hands & I ain't tryna demonstrate origami
My bitch draw w/ a gun - Kat Von D, but it's Black Ops 3; in this game, I'm a Nazi
Ricochet from the fifth I wave disintegrate most of ya body
Sniffin 'caine on a yacht w/ dinner plates of kohlrabi & vintage-aged golden saké off the picture framed coasts of Bali
Ya life's a joke.. I'll slice ya throat w/ fish scale on the blade like Kisame Hoshigaki
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