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b1ack fact10n
08-08-2005, 05:46 AM
drop ur verse and lets go

hollywoodrealty
08-08-2005, 10:01 AM
who are u battling?

RockD
08-08-2005, 01:02 PM
to battle or not to battle hmmmm?

u-turn
08-08-2005, 09:06 PM
heading towards the grave tuesday
this ain't no party, just my day
infinitly, the demon bust your nuts
i know you livid, but i can give a fuck
trifing all over the block homie
son, didn't i see you already gnomie
you look stupid like your dick in the mirror
masterplan, my shit wackproof, ever hear of it?
i'm making highlights
smoking nothing and still elavated high
i spit hot, it makes ys eyes burn
the kinda shit that makes stomachs churn
like staring to close to a tv set
son, i doubt after all this time your ready yet

visualeipstm
08-08-2005, 09:42 PM
flex my nasty nigga skills like a bodybuilder
pull my mic from my jacket like a serial killer
im stuffed with marshmellows, call my the booty filler
i should marry oprah, i'd have the skrilla
im weak like mike jones and SWV
i practice killin you soft, like A minor keys
im always buggin and tuggin my dick like screech
y'all throw gum at me no matter what i teach
no matter what i preach, its like im talkin to athiests
scrabin lyrical adventure, slice the record like a satanist
my s*** is hot cole, you cant handle this
im on a lyrical revolution trip, i dismantle this
my rhymes are like acud, the bulls*** minimizer
ESP in each lyric, phantasm supriser
give a nigga time to grow, life is made of evolution
my body dissapates in the sky like an optical illusion
i'll spit at anybody, i'd spit at jesus
he prolly say "i wish y'all death you heathens"
we could all be heros like david bowie
my rhymes are stupid as hell like hockie pockie
show your love if you see me, pull out your dick
so all the hoes can see what they workin wit
my head spins and i spit like the exicist
you only hatin coz you are a pessimist
im the chosen one, so you could say i got a gift
im the wind like earth and fire, you get my drift
you peakin on the charts, i dont give a s***
in the streets, we could rumble, mosh posh your spit
feelin my own s*** like an extacy trip
when i spit, amps blast off like rocket and dragnet
only 17, fit and lean, plus im a faggot
you nigga front all the time, im suprised im havin it

b1ack fact10n
08-09-2005, 06:03 AM
heading towards the grave tuesday
this ain't no party, just my day
infinitly, the demon bust your nuts
i know you livid, but i can give a fuck
trifing all over the block homie
son, didn't i see you already gnomie
you look stupid like your dick in the mirror
masterplan, my shit wackproof, ever hear of it?
i'm making highlights
smoking nothing and still elavated high
i spit hot, it makes ys eyes burn
the kinda shit that makes stomachs churn
like staring to close to a tv set
son, i doubt after all this time your ready yet
this is to the fucking lil bitch who cant rhyme worth a fuck
todays not ur fucking day id say u were outta luck
u couldnt bust my nuts if i handed em to ya,ur weak
like ur rhymes, u gonna end up like a disfigured freak
bury ya six feet under without even killing ya wit a blow
u drowned when i spat ma verse,like a flood u cant stop the flow
u couldnt elevate ur dick if it had blood concentrate
why kid? its because ur a fuckin balless castrate
u couldnt spit saliva, let alone spit rhymes
fuck u kid, ur 18 better start chanting prayer hymes
cuz im coming after ya quicker than speed of light
time to die kiddo, u wont survive this lyrical fight


PEACE

b1ack fact10n
08-09-2005, 06:19 AM
flex my nasty nigga skills like a bodybuilder
pull my mic from my jacket like a serial killer
im stuffed with marshmellows, call my the booty filler
i should marry oprah, i'd have the skrilla
im weak like mike jones and SWV
i practice killin you soft, like A minor keys
im always buggin and tuggin my dick like screech
y'all throw gum at me no matter what i teach
no matter what i preach, its like im talkin to athiests
scrabin lyrical adventure, slice the record like a satanist
my s*** is hot cole, you cant handle this
im on a lyrical revolution trip, i dismantle this
my rhymes are like acud, the bulls*** minimizer
ESP in each lyric, phantasm supriser
give a nigga time to grow, life is made of evolution
my body dissapates in the sky like an optical illusion
i'll spit at anybody, i'd spit at jesus
he prolly say "i wish y'all death you heathens"
we could all be heros like david bowie
my rhymes are stupid as hell like hockie pockie
show your love if you see me, pull out your dick
so all the hoes can see what they workin wit
my head spins and i spit like the exicist
you only hatin coz you are a pessimist
im the chosen one, so you could say i got a gift
im the wind like earth and fire, you get my drift
you peakin on the charts, i dont give a s***
in the streets, we could rumble, mosh posh your spit
feelin my own s*** like an extacy trip
when i spit, amps blast off like rocket and dragnet
only 17, fit and lean, plus im a faggot
you nigga front all the time, im suprised im havin itu aint a bodybuilder and u certainly have no skills to speak off
get ur mic out kid so i can rip ur fuckin dick off
fuck u kid cuz i onli got two words for ya, its "Bitch off"
try rhymin when theres a crowd and ull get booed the fuck off
what the fuck is a skrilla? u a fuckin sickass she male gorilla?
u suck worse than undead ninja, i shoot better than pancho Villa
u couldnt tug or bug ur dick cuz its too short to be visible
ur rhymes are weak cuz ive never seen nothing more horrible
u preach like a weak minded fuck,i be rhymin when i preach
words of this nigga hard to comprehend cuz u a fuckin bitch
u couldnt worship satan cuz he didnt want someone as weak as you
a fuckin kid could beat ur ass even if u knew kung fu
whats up with the asterisks? u censoring ur own shit?
or is it because u couldnt come up with a decent beat?
beat ur ass like a drum, ya feelin me nigga?
ma rhymin skills superior,makes u wanna pull ur own trigga
and shoot urself in the head till u fuckin dead wit ur excrement on ur bed
cuz u gave up tryin, bitch u were cryin cuz ur brian cells were fryin from tryin
use of multies giving ur headaches,ur dick aches triggered by the heartache
makin u wish for celibacy, that's like a delicacy to u cuz ur the concept of idiocy
u got screwed by the sistas of mercy like a christmas turkey they suck on ur beef jerky
until it got bitten off, u dickless as well as witless and defenseless against this rap rape
bitch i got this on tape, i leave mouths agape as u get fucked by this lyrical rape

PEACE

Idiom
08-09-2005, 06:54 AM
i never knew serial kiLLers carried microphones in their jackets?

has anyone else heard of this?

weLL, fiLL me in

OmO < Idiom

b1ack fact10n
08-09-2005, 07:03 AM
onli fag killers bring mics in jackets

Idiom
08-09-2005, 09:02 AM
:yes: word

OmO < Idiom

visualeipstm
08-09-2005, 10:41 AM
u aint a bodybuilder and u certainly have no skills to speak off
get ur mic out kid so i can rip ur fuckin dick off
fuck u kid cuz i onli got two words for ya, its "Bitch off"
try rhymin when theres a crowd and ull get booed the fuck off
what the fuck is a skrilla? u a fuckin sickass she male gorilla?
u suck worse than undead ninja, i shoot better than pancho Villa
u couldnt tug or bug ur dick cuz its too short to be visible
ur rhymes are weak cuz ive never seen nothing more horrible
u preach like a weak minded fuck,i be rhymin when i preach
words of this nigga hard to comprehend cuz u a fuckin bitch
u couldnt worship satan cuz he didnt want someone as weak as you
a fuckin kid could beat ur ass even if u knew kung fu
whats up with the asterisks? u censoring ur own shit?
or is it because u couldnt come up with a decent beat?
beat ur ass like a drum, ya feelin me nigga?
ma rhymin skills superior,makes u wanna pull ur own trigga
and shoot urself in the head till u fuckin dead wit ur excrement on ur bed
cuz u gave up tryin, bitch u were cryin cuz ur brian cells were fryin from tryin
use of multies giving ur headaches,ur dick aches triggered by the heartache
makin u wish for celibacy, that's like a delicacy to u cuz ur the concept of idiocy
u got screwed by the sistas of mercy like a christmas turkey they suck on ur beef jerky
until it got bitten off, u dickless as well as witless and defenseless against this rap rape
bitch i got this on tape, i leave mouths agape as u get fucked by this lyrical rape

PEACE
my s*** is gun totting and massive like terrorists
have your whole town looking for your body like "save ferris"
my rhymes come out and smell like pee like paris
never write my s*** down, my lyrics are careless
my s*** is wonder filled like a palace
rythmic con artist, toss my raps like a salad
pound your weak verses out like some malate
my s*** is musical like a hip hop ballad
foolproof lyricist nigga with woofer attack ships
awesome hip hop drug problem in the snippets
corrupt mega african nigga rhymin over here
wes craven like demintion embrance frabricated fear
destroy your click like a mouse on PCP
when i rhyme i come correct, dont ever disagree
i shoot out like a movie theatre and bust spits
on ignorant flat footed niggas on my dick
on the amen, i watched sea beams fly down after i rhymed
i went for a straight 10 minutes, didnt even know it was being timed
my s*** is like horror flicks on holloween with a dull knife in your hand
my raps are like at the beach, carving letters in the sand
power charged words such as exhilirations
put my s*** on the air, i see it rock nations
im like an ice rapper approached with emancipation
like getting f***ed hard, yet its just masterbation
hypnotic tones in the last verse of my death
i have niggas screamin "guantanamela" like wyclef
my rhymes are hazardous to your brain
steal the chicklets out cha pocket and reset your mindframe
chemical type rhymer, light up the spliff dimer
baby blue coloured splasher, infamous album cover
ladies and gentalmen i present my penis
after you get this, find a blanket coz you'll be the sleepiest