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#81 |
Upset Champion
Join Date: Jan 2013
Location: West Mids
Posts: 3,861
Battle Record: 57-49
Accomplishments - 50 Wins
Champed - BA Rookie Tourney
- 1-2 Punch League (x2)
- Pandemonium Cypher
- 1-2 Punch league Season 9
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Freestyle? Son! I dont even need to try....
I am always looking down on you because im always fucking high Im the guy im the man Im the fucking bomb People dont say did flo win cus they know I fucking won I was raised blazing on lemon haze so i was always in a daze and if your saw my eyes glazed they'd be so for days and days Lyrical renegade not here to serenade.... I got my bongs bubbling over like over carbonated lemonade cus im bustin this freestyle an im bustin it out all acapella watch yo head cus when i spit i spin my words like helicopter propellas i aint a good fella fam but you know that i can..... flip my words upside down like a hand stand jump up and spread out my arm span like .... na na na na na na naa its BATMAN but i aint a black man nor a white man or a brown man either shit they wont let me join neither the nwa or the kkk shit they even turned me away from the al quieda so what am i to do, with my ethinicity... i aint got no crew?.... ill suppose ill have to start my own new crew and call it no clue! an if you join my new crew no clue that will take my members from 1 to 2 which aint a lot i know thats true but one day ill be bigger then bono from u2 ill be like virus spreadin on viral videos on youtube, so sick im a pandemic call me bird flu ill even hire that guy who sang "dabba dee dabba die" cus he aint got no body to listen so he must need a crew....cus i dont know what ethnicity you are but eiffel 65s skin colors blue! well unless if your an avatar.... but if im flippin that shit backwards that shits just fetched far |
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#82 |
nok Su kow
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 4,505
Battle Record: 1-1
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yes, it's fetched far- step in my yard & catch scars
in the crease like stretchmarks, got my eyes where her breasts are bout to throw the bitch in a sketch car & take off like the death star I collect parts.. so her top'll fit nice in my head jar the night is my playground, never fight it, just stay down handing over your life is the way out Whimpers & screams- I write to the same sounds wish your mom would say it's all a dream? yeah right- ill claw your sheets so don't fall asleep drink coffee or snort yay to stall the sheep Freddy needs helpers- here's the call for creeps |
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#83 |
Senior Member
Join Date: Feb 2013
Posts: 221
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Dried up passion. Tired of rapping but tied to the habit. I shouldn't, it's forced.
Try to write. Wind up looking at porn. Wish I wouldn't been born. Cliche rage. 30 years old, full of teenage angst. Cynical. Colder. No one grows up, they just pretend and get older. Regrets pile up. Bills past due. Hate your job, but still have two. This is life. Twist the knife. Try and laugh with your kid. See the light in his eyes. Know this'll happen to him. Dimmin'. Potential you lose becomes salt in the wounds. Death approaching. Time running out. You've figured nothing out. |
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#84 |
Member
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 51
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Love should come with a caption - no sense was made
end of days. still confused in this tender age tend to rage - emotistical; a sour pussy slit wrist diction, threatened by the hours and seconds ,, dowager presence - slut bags with foul coochies don't cry for me. Nanc' Sinatra boots walkin the distance Offer some wisdom? Ask the Jews! Love is gained in losing self. Circumcision. absence makes the heart fonder; go 'head and hurl the distance "Apart" .. "A Part". See how space can make a world of difference? girls and women, please observe the system open ur eyes cause Mary Kay's pearl of wisdom always come with a price. |
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#85 |
Senior Member
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 408
Battle Record: 6-2
Accomplishments - Open Mic HOF
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Who's a doppleganger? I am! I lied. I'll double up and gang her in my van.
She's all worried, and nervous. Don't worry, miss perfect. If you leave, I'LL get furious. Worse than... you've seen. Digging your burial, cursing. "GOD DAMN WHORE, I JUST WANT PUSSY. i'M SAD!!!!!!!!" Bunch of a rookies. Desecrate your tombstone and spit blood on the back Till the graveyard shifters are like .. "holy shit dude, horsehead sacrifice?" Don't look. It's a bat. To his forehead, afterlife. You're more dead. Faggot, DIE. In a morgue. Legs. Hands are tied. Coroner, looks. Breath. "Savage crime." Getting hooked. Meth, bandaged eyes. They're on my hooves. yet havent tried To look in my basement. I got a wood bed. Appetite. And I cook dead mammals. LIVE I won't even get caught. With my devious art. Plus look, your sisters a good sex alibi. |
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#86 |
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Join Date: Aug 2013
Posts: 8,898
Battle Record: 27-22
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It's a monstrosity u guise. officer of the law u got it all wrong, she offered me her bra and I should've complied.
Miranda read me my rights, a bedtime good-bye, lullaby, song, but once i saw those cottage cheese thighs gulping her thong- well it was all over. see, sobriety's for fakers. highly contagious. i'm fighting the craze, one flip of the cup at a time. say, what a fucking design flaw. customer line called, they said AA's run out of juice and up to you to refuel them. SPLITS ON THE LOOSE. loose on the job, comes to fruition in nods, shakes from alzheimer patient alarm clocks. remember getting up, Marv? u probably did. i'll buy your gin and tonic, chalk it up as a win! MISSION COMPLETE
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#87 |
Razor-thin derision
Join Date: Feb 2013
Posts: 4,422
Battle Record: 40-25
Accomplishments - OM HOF
Champed - Fight Night LIV
- Gimmick Battle League (2x)
- Write Week II
- Art of Writing League
- Storytelling And Topical Invitational Tournament
- STI
- Haiku Writer Challenge
- GWL Picture Challenge(2x)
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The hairiest snout accompanies this tetra-mammalian scout
Peanut butter & jelly on rainy days = bloody taste in the alien's mouth Preparation H-bomb, prevailing as surveillance surmounts "Outer body expediences" seem sort of peculiar now You think because you're valiant, that's clout? Nah, says the valium grouch, popped a tablet had them carry him out Discard those green days, it's a Polish eclipse, inscriptions streak the skies Star Trek screenplays, taking control of the ship in between the lines Star Wars special effects, explains the trainspotting for speed A sane silence concedes, changing lanes, jobless but free I'm Bane Rising on Bluray disc with shark fins pokin' out of collarbone grease |
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#88 |
Senior Member
Join Date: Oct 2001
Posts: 3,228
Champed - NWL Season 2
- Art of Writing League (5x)
- Lime Green Poetry Association
- AOWL Season 6
- AOWL Season 10
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Stew for the sick. Fever a hundred and six. Thermator crushed into bits. Doctor losing his wits.
I'm new in this bitch. Says the 6 foot 2 dude who is ripped. You into this? GTFOH YOU FAGGOT AND SUCK ON THIS MOTHERFUCKING TUNA FISH STICK Bag up the dumb blonde. And fuck her with the glove on. Black light only detects finger prints if she cums strong. I'm all day and night in pussy if its tight like vice. It might suffice. Otherwise I'ma pipe the fuck outta her until her head spins and skydive with her lice.
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#89 |
nok Su kow
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 4,505
Battle Record: 1-1
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I might scalp ya wife on Skype
I'm trying to squeeze this shit out, watching Jesus drip out No more blood in him.. Yea, he's a crip now Ready to bounce this piece of shit town I'm leaving kids found in a dozen zip locks Cuttin nips off, chugging tit sauce |
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#90 |
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Join Date: Aug 2013
Posts: 8,898
Battle Record: 27-22
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Caffeine shakes, few too many coffee breaks.
Taxi cabs won't wait in fare weather, no sweat, wait, In a figurative sense- since I'm actually dripping wet post-haste. Tension, pressure, go to waste- stretched shade thin over scientist play sets. Try forgetting the Zionist cadence. One, three, Jerusalem's the coup de complications. Cue card abuse, too, I find nobody really knows the songs, just a general playlist. Make music fretting, pulling strings taut over this hollow shell of a polygamist nation. Taught not a soul can relate the past correct. I'm in love-sex with every nuance, Adolescent habit, mad rabbits- conducive to drugs, perusing clues to which path is truth, YOU MY BOY BLUE TIL I FOUND OUT YOU WAS FEMALE. Steve had to bail, tho. Email can't stretch through your god damn window, salt and pepper are bad additives, Caulk every stress fracture in this fecal foundation, better than safeness, no wait, I'll huff paint with capes on, day and night man,till you fuck my Waitress. Then all bets are off. Childhood changes. Coping mechanism, codeine and fucking faded- In a state of numbness, kids, if ignorance is synthetic bliss I'm leaning like an outpatient- Which imminent domain, faux emotional range and dysfunction y'all hoping to claim today?
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#91 |
nok Su kow
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 4,505
Battle Record: 1-1
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Looked at my pen & found ill
give the town chills when I'm rolling like cloud hills rape & slaughter- this is what you pray to god for let me near mainstream, i'll contaminate the water buy & save, it's a crying shame, the price of fame violent rage- short end of the stick inside the lion cage |
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#92 |
BITER
Join Date: Mar 2013
Location: England
Posts: 620
Battle Record: 4-0
Champed - Gimmick Battle League
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I'll climb the gates of heaven if they refuse me entry- I'm breaking through the vestry. My staple food is Pepsi. I don't diet much, I'm a lieing schmuck who couldn't give a flying fuck aboard a Ryan Air flight. I'm bored of trying their rhyme-schemes and calling their lines dope when they're the opposite. I'm focused, I'm on top of this, my flows are just ridonkulous...
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#93 |
Om
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 6,461
Battle Record: 8-16
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when life supplies you citrus no bitchin make lemonade,
and every pulpy drip that is sipped is a minute made. Defy the trying times, its no lie im a renegade, how I flip the scripted page with the tip of my pen in play |
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#94 |
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Join Date: Aug 2013
Posts: 8,898
Battle Record: 27-22
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never meant anything I said, simply meant the premise instead.
infinity is the ends to simplicity. the means stays alive in your head, paper mache cityscape dried in lumps, lobes, newspaper clots, stay open to circular logic dumps, fake epilogues, First loves, first loss, nerve agents in appleseeds, Asymmetrical drug-induced apathy. Fictional imaginings. 7th Message- Prefuse 73, still adrift in your wake. It seems second dates, y'know, stenciled et cetera in lieu of dearly beloved or an eye for an ache. Inevitably, love lies for the love of old times' sake. Surprise. Late is our time out of sync, tune... Centripetal think ties me to you.
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#95 |
nok Su kow
Join Date: Jan 2013
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I feel like I have to release the fecal
My zombie legion's lethal Hungry? Why wait? Eat some people I need to tinkle after I choke it Fucka ship in a bottle- watch me capture an ocean Was gonna step my game up but my ladder is broken White boy with plenty to go around, here's a tip So empty the blow out on that mirror & sniff You renobs should hit defrost & see just how clear it is |
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#96 |
Om
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 6,461
Battle Record: 8-16
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Self inscripting artist, I'm a walking eisel.
A mind that traffics graphics to the static canvas that I often think to. Dip my tongue into the photogenic essence That i swing relentlessly at all the senses of my common people. The cruelest evil came a creepin, left me image-less, fusing in my pallet; mixing colors for my bristles tip. Imagination set and established in steaks of gray, forced to recreate this physical plane i can't envision with. Amidst the hardship, the brush stroke strikes the plight of my mind. My art sharpens in the heart of a stark darkness. A carcass of work, fights to find an eye for an eye. Exploiting life: these lands of milk and honey are harsh arctics. 100 trillion photo receptors, crafted in the cosmos, and not one can bend any light the planets swallow. Cynically diss existence that can turn on you rapidly. Know these lands in their majesty's a mirage you can't actually see. |
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#97 |
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Join Date: Aug 2013
Posts: 8,898
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One savior, one sip- fuck I dipped a hunk of Christ Crisp
in the Dionysian blood of His Re-Arisedness. Liked it. Sup kids. Stay with it. Through break-ups, break-ins, K-Cups, chase it whatever lulls you into complacence. Hieroglyphics of the ancients is astrophysics to the patient, Take time at century's pace- "eventually" is fate's half-brother, ain't it? They say its nothing to love her, say its something to be a father, as if forgetting a latex makes godly divinity outta paupers, Prosaic gold from poetic copper. Say "this date's getting old" to go home, Know everything's taking hold, felt it the soft roll of the bones, Fate's a magic carpet ride, from Saudi grottos to pay-phones. Six sides boils down to snake-eyes. I'll play cognitive dissonance, Play along in the key of lost innocence and I thank you for the sin.
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#98 |
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Join Date: Jan 2013
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call it conscience, some godly chime in the distance
whimsical warning - or deitic divine intervention herald of Hades, harbinger of time independent shining effervescent bodies basked in twilight contingence memory’s a voice - a heightened source of mind and of spirit constant cornucopia as labored fruit sits in time Fibonacci sequence - 1 and 1 is too much to hide cold-hearted. fold, forfeit frozen fuel for the mind food for thought, lie's an illusion - simply truth misaligned chucking deuces, running loops until our youth is decline booze and bruise - summer music tunes. acoustic design the truth behind truths and lies? ok. perfection is pious... An example? Elvis Lives! See how perspectives can jive us? |
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#99 |
Senior Member
Join Date: Mar 2013
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occam's razor on my wrist.
god's contained in the coinflip, contemplate her many facelessness, break plural tension with a digit, (and she was concerned where I'd stick it) wait for the boat, sure getting whittled alive. finger down her throat switched to five.
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#100 |
Om
Join Date: Jan 2013
Posts: 6,461
Battle Record: 8-16
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Deafening tracklist with deadliest antics,
Savage Yosemite Sam fapping in serenity's atlas. Battering baptists with massive numerical macs, packed in a nap-sack stashed with severed heads and a sandwich. Crack bowels that bound to splat classic enchantment and stain tragic in humanities mattress, then flip it back unto its spic and its span-ness, to combat kick boots with Athena, that bad bitch, then expand the spanish man and land with a fat dick.
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