BATTLE RAP ELEVEN THOUSAND

[razor wayans damon blades]

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dangerous genius, lacing medical grade elicit material with synthetically sprayed syringes, aimed inches from face. contagious diseases. Savoring bleach is the only critical way to combat vivacious bacteria without getting the plague. The sadist extremist, slaying behemoths, no known alias. Secret My government name is covered & stained in blood. Cranium seepage, lay you in MUD with Matthew McConaugheys name etched in your mug. Motherfucker, I'm twenty one ways to completely insane mumbling words to myself in eager restraint but in rhythmical sequence without no spiritual breaches: like "Nefarious neatness, pray for allegiance & if all praise is to Jesus, I'm the pagan appeasement all hail is to me, when i say all hail is to me? frozen rains' exposed in haste and unveils in the streets. It's like satan is preaching, when I'm vacating the bleachers." Playing potluck with guns cocked/aimed. Matchstick. Stole the shotgun gauge and shot Daniel Radcliffe with a chamber of secrets. Cus I caught'em wearing Victoria's Panties. Razors' morbid when he soar off on xanny, it's like I jack up the ante. Tell you to forfeit, til' and/or you get forklifted to your emporium, granny. Engorge you with gorgeous sword set til' a sordid gorey death meets you post-mortem, sporting cross-boarded gauze effect, sorted solely for your slaughtered boss in check. an encore occurs with all swords engorging your soft quartet as the roaring applause is enforced and encouraged to gall. Onslaught. raw un-cut footage shows raw guts pushing out your embalmed gushies. and the applesauce you gulped up, pudding smushing out the esophageal footing just before you were assaulted in war and wrecked. THEN as I tower over you like a glorious god, uproarious session galore. awestruck as you cough up blood-clotted manure. Marcus Aurealis marks the crowds flaunt of a victorian "more" as his thumb scores down and I forcefully scorn your warrior loss, hop in my delorean/warp you to a 21st century crematorium/morgue.
Nobody mourns you, or feels sorry for your body in strut. Cockroaches & vultures venture/soar from their nests to pick apart your neck support & the vented smog rotten corpse mutilated spores in your flesh. Reeking carnage so peacefully awesome. Anne Frank comes out of her attic to write a sonnet in her pocket diary
"I just witnessed a clown with a hatchet whistling dixie to the house-hold rabbit."
My mouths closed. Acid. When the round blows, the sound goes. That's it.
Some say I need counseling. Bite through the mouth-folds' cotton like I'm the hannibal guy!? Rip out this scoundrels tonsils, and cannibalize just for possibility of grounding up more mouthful vowels
Partially dazed harm bringer. Harbinger of death. The god slingers' promoted to archer in time.... and then, to marksman by just jacking off... but with a target in mind. Ensconced. It's the godfather in top dollar Velour. Nicknamed Razor the Python. Pedaling bombs off the Port Authority, and ran into a guard. Put on my charm, gave the guy a nice talk, with three blokes just before nightfall. Then put out my shotgun from my woolen peacoat, & then put the cigar out in his eyeball
PUZZLE BRAINIAC. rearranging your cardiac frame & anal muscles when I butt-fuck you, you feel a thumping pain in your artery veins. Trap a tarantula in the trachea, and watch it spin a taffeta Charlottes Web in your throat you fucking pig. I'm Dracula but, I'm anemic. I don't steal or your blood, or need it. I sell it to various blackmarket vendors on the street. you miniscule patients, need to remain atleast an 8 click radius to reduce radiational hazing that my brainwaves give off once I tap into my cranium creep-space. Atheist, but I believe in aliens speedways. The brainiest bulldog simultaneously blistering, titanium triggers. Muscle maniac, with miscellaneous missiles aimed at your muzzle area, instantaneously sizzle your electrical mainframe into an abysmal painting left you so innately disheveled, Michael Bay came in as director with the task to assemble everything to exact proper coercion
his assistant whispered, "think Transformers. Apocalypse Version."
"think the Hulk went on a rampage. Oscar Performance."
You're awkward and worthless, when I cusped your womans her-bits
Her clit rubbed my palm, that sparked a psychic sermon.
Oh My God, I'm awful.
Started speaking in tongues, then got anointed by her holy water
I'm a Reborn Christian, and lifes a playground.
When she stayed down I went up, gave her a seesaw dicking.
Yee-haw! Get in. She called you a noodle, then gave me a meatball heading in reebok/sketchers
You strive to be a keyboard legend. I hee-haw as I freefall heaven
Leviathan. Tiger/Tarantula/Beast. Ciphering savage-MC slicing cyclones in speech.
You're Tyson's lisp during a night out slap-fighting drunk-fighting the letter S on sesame street
You pale in comparison to me so much, you got the Michael Jackson disease
but, if you were white to begin with you turned black so this metaphor tidbit could fit right in your alley & street

[david stern razor burns]

Yes, very clever. Terrific writing my brother.

[YDK]

More miss than hit here, flow was cool

[Wise Wiggles]

At work. Got through the first section. Dope. Will finish at lunch probably.

[razor wayans damon blades]

i edited it again

[Wise Wiggles]

lower half was fire. digging the references and relentless fucking raw shit

[Geno]

Rhymes were awesome. Scheming juts. Content was boring and pointless. Just a bnch of raw words that at the end were nothing more than a hunch of raw words that rhymed. No real point. Cool for a flex.

[razor wayans damon blades]

thanks everyone!

Originally Posted by Genocide

Just a bnch of raw words that at the end were nothing more than a hunch of raw words that rhymed. No real point.

Originally Posted by Genocide

Slim went the fuck off in the cxvpher tho. Whewwwww

[emcee squared]

*reserved FEED for when Pharaoh Hiatus ends
NOT PEEPED YET BB

[emcee squared]

up

THIS IS GOOD FOR EARLY DAYS
ME AND PHAROHS WAY BETTER THO

[emcee squared]

up and stand by that comment ^

[sral]

Originally Posted by razor wayans damon blades

thanks everyone!

i was WAY gone @ that back to back Geno quote calling him out on his feedback

too legit