Assassin's Creed: Lyrical Murder Madness

[Havok]

This thread is like the 1 line rhyme bringing it back thread fused with the kill the guy above you thread,you spit 2 lines and are expected to provide the next person with a weapon to use in there rhyme; For example, if the word is guillotine, the next rapper would use that word in a rhyme and it keeps going:

I'll knock you out and place u sideways on a GUILLOTINE,
Tie u down & let the blade fall so it can split your spleen
Next weapon: Dagger

Ok now that the stage is set and rules are clear, let the creed begin, I'll start it off and use the word : Dagger

The words I spit are sharper than a DAGGER,
Dare ya 2 insult my verse so my verbs can stab ya,
Next weapon: Dart

[THE MASON]

golden darts, aimed precisely at your heart, ill give you a head start
run faster, im point blank, acrobatic dart master

Next Weapon: plastic bag

[Havok]

My hits land seconds after like I'm playing wit lag,
Grab ur tag & suffocate da gamer wit a PLASTIC BAG,
Next weapon: Axe

[THE MASON]

You want battle tracks, ill melt you down like wax,
return to chop off your limbs with a double edged battle axe

next weapon: paintbrush

[Ritter]

On a canvas of murder, I dip the brush in the paint
Stab your chest and start drawing the pain

next weapon: helmet

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Break your pelvis when I ram into your nuts wit a Vikings helmet
Think I’m joking your whole torso will be broken in a matter of seconds/

next weapon: claws

[Havok]

rip and slash like I got wovlerine's CLAWS,
gash any menace using freddy k's paws,

Next Weapon: Javelin

[THE MASON]

locked and loaded, armed and dangerous i just got promoted,
now holdin and throwin, javelins into your abdomens

next weapon: trident

[Havok]

Call me poseidon, cuz I rule with a TRIDENT
I chew emcee's and spit 'em out like tri-dent (gum)

Next weapon: Brick

[Havok]

Ur mom told ya sticks & stones break ur bones but words will neva hurt u,
she was wrong cuz my verbs hit like BRICKs & da vocab is sure 2 murk ya,

Next weapon: Sword

[Rain]

I swing the sword of vengeance on each fraud and fake
Then bring a war of penance upon the god of snakes

Next weapon: Your words

[Prophet Picasso]

All I use is adverbs and verbs when I'm hurtin you herbs/
bloody on the curb, served death from my murderous words...

NW: Lance

[Rain]

I accept the lance and impale my victim
An exchange of hands and this flail is given

[Havok]

I add super flare to these melees and brawls,
With my brawn and FLAIL I smash all these bros,
Next weapon: Flambeau

[Rain]

Say word to Rambo, My speech will maim you
Holdin' a flambeau, Here to reap a late due


Next weapon: Proximity mine

[Havok]

I set PROXIMITY MINES around the girl you call wife,
did u a favor, that's da only way u'll get blown 4 life,


Next weapon: Tenaculum

[SynsCei]

Grab an MC to hold my tenaculum
Pain is not felt for my sun burned off his tongue

Next weapon: 3 piece knunchucks

[Rain]

I'll bum rush ya til you're jus' raw and bruised
You dumb fuck, not nunchucks.. Nunchaku


Next Weapon: Plastic Bag

[THE MASON]

thats tools been used, know whos the fuckin fool
look like a chick on the rag, break your nose, cover your face
with a plastic bag

Next Weapon: Compact Disc

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Throw darts clipping your nuts off wit nothing more than razor sharp compact discs
Leaving you scared from the amount that was shipped and soon flopped
Let alone it don’t rock I want my money back/


next weapon: flat screen tv (if you can lift it lol)

[THE MASON]

Flatten your dreams, with flat screen tvs, high def, liquid crystal display
blow away with alpha and beta particle rays

Next Weapon: safety scissors

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Try digging yourself out of the shadows wit just safety scissors
I think you missed the target when you get buried in darkness/


next weapon: clown make-up (amaze me)

[Tecknowledgist]

switch your cocaine with clown make-up when you aint lookin
one sniff of that, you'll feel your fuckin brain start cookin

next weapon: gummi bear

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I don’t need retard on my payroll to make me any less parallel
So when you chew on my chemical laced gummy bear
You’ll choke on it wit no signs of hope/


next weapon: bone fragments

[THE MASON]

Neolithic, stone age utensils, examine the dental, shows heavy impact
created concavement, blunt object laced with bone fragments/

next weapon: lego pieces

[Tecknowledgist]

edit: goddamn it bronze feet beat me to it lol

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Neolithic, stone age utensils, examine the dental, shows heavy impact
created concavement, blunt object laced with bone fragments/

next weapon: lego pieces

I can build cha up wit “Legos” but cha egos wit be let go
So when you on your “Mars Mission” you’ll feel the plastic “Lego” explosion
When I’m exposing your fraility/

next weapon: chaos (or should i say the lure of chaos lol)

[THE MASON]

speak written words of curses, floors covered with serpents, vemon get you
rowdy, brains cloudy trapped in a seance, thoughts swimmin with the alure of chaos/

next weapon: philosophy

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I break down your monopoly wit psychoanalytical philosophy
Making you weak your hostile attempts to rip are bleak as Nazism/


next weapon: psychological warfare

[THE MASON]

a buddha through taoism, beam out of a prism, attacks of mental terrorism
direct to the nervous system, blank stare rendered from psychological warfare/

Next Weapon: kinetic energy

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Chaotic sporadic “rhythmatic” making me that much more “Blastmatic”
So when I get kinetic I render you helpless wit constant motion
From the kinetic energy I generate/


next weapon: golden arms and bronzed feet lol

[THE MASON]

Fire palms, power bombed by golden arms, stomp by feet that bronze
ground burns from napalm/

Next Weapon: Tibetian kung fu

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Hitting you wit Tibetan kung fu that I learned from the like of Fu Manchu
Breaking you down to gravel leaving you scatter all over the ocean like particles/


next weapon: atom bomb

[THE MASON]

Atoms bombs weigh 60 megatons, disintergrate millions, compression collapses lungs
retension of atomic matter, slowly breaks down genetic data/

Next Weapon: Doomsday Device (peace chaos, ill rhymin finish me with this one lol)

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Before I’m out I’ll leave you wit explosions that’ll leave time corroding
From my doomsday device exposing you wit no heart but darts I expose u wit/


next weapon: deception (from the human heart, love, that sort of thing and the emotions that goes wit it)

[Rain]

Shout out to Succubi (Women)
They'll kill you.


Deception is for a bitch, and that's droppin the truth
Fuck all the tricks, and the traps are just rotten fruit

Next weapon: Cardboard Box

[Havok]

Im like snake, but deadlier than the ninja, gray fox,
Cut u up like ocelot's arm & hide u in my CARDBOARD BOX,
Next weapon: Ninja Stars

[Havok]

I'll use power from da sun 2 burn holes in u like the moons of mars,
And lay u down in the grass, so you can see NINJA STARS
Next weapon: swordfish

[Tracks]

i rhyme torture, bots scorch ya with nine flames from torches
smoke roaches leave your titties out like halle in swordfish

next weapon: broom stick

[Skillz]

Sweeping up rappers, pass me a broom stick, armed like hewlett packard, got lots of X chips

Next weapon: fan blade

[Tracks]

my pen games sharp like a dagger or fan blade
letting thoughts fly sporadic like terrorists and hand grenades

next weapon: biological war

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Drop bombs on the promenade leaving you cropped and dusted
When I hit cha wit dirt infecting you lil pricks wit the sickness
That’s biological warfare for ya from the kitchen “Grease”
to the “Poop” from “Ben Sheets” to the spit hogged on the streets/


next weapon: a celluar phone

[Havok]

Detonate bombs from A CELLULAR PHONE like da joker,
And cause explosions like gambit after a game of poker,
Next weapon: Vocabulary

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

When you attempt to speak on topics your lack of knowledge
Reciprocates your lack of vocabulary buried in nothing but reality TV/
Thinking you can kill me by just pure shock of it
When your wifey drops a bomb your heart goes in shock like u was back in Vietnam/



next weapon: a lead pipe

[Havok]

Bash ur face in till its Dent like Harvey, bearing no strife,
stress repressed, smashing dudes with no life using LEAD PIPES
Next weapon: Necromancy

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I use the “Black Arts” weaponry that sparked from any emcee trying to “Necromancy”
Thinking it was some ill dance G, when I control your dome
wit puppeteers pulling your strings that’s how take u out without sniper fire/

next weapon: religion

[Havok]

Scopes r overrated, lasers wher its at, I'll aim 2 diminish
And leave a dot on ur head like its a part of ur RELIGION
Next weapon: Air conditioner

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

If you want anvils dropped then you should go to the cartoons
I’m dropping AC’s that Air conditioner’s on you if you didn’t get the news/

next weapon: virus

[JehovAllah]

im murdering foes when im spitin the virus,
keepin it raw in homage to osirus,
so when i givem an ear full they shit swell up sum like elephantitis!






nw--glass powder powdered glass

[Havok]

A machine powered by POWDERED GLASS, leaving foes buried under grass,
Sexing rappers alike using sharp shards, & leave GLASS POWDER up ur ass,
Next weapon: Teeth

[THE MASON]

Canines shrap as knifes, seraded teeth eat away lifes
bites in the neck, seek what vampires desire

NW: Hammer and Sickle

[Ritter]

I go Soviet union on ya, I +dictate+ your tempo
Smash hammers on your temple, make you tremble
I use sickles to cut to the mental, disaster upon your dental
Cuts for rental

[Skillz]

I'll predict your every move, like I'm reading your mind,
dictate your rhymes, so you can repeat all of my lines

Next weapon- Needle

[JehovAllah]

from fags in speedos to chinks and guidos,
get stuck in the ear wit my poison needles,
the rap deeboe gotcha actin mad emo!

n/w: indiginous root!

[Havok]

Come thru exterminating, mc's that can't rap get da boot
Only real rappers originate on Corp like indigenous root!
Next Weapon: Gasoline

[Tracks]

Come thru exterminating, mc's that can't rap get da boot
Only real rappers originate on Corp like indigenous root!
Next Weapon: Gasoline

with tragedy im master see, your majesty is rapidly,
tearing down your castle we, bring the pain with gasoline

next weapon:knuckles

[Havok]

I'll Hold u down and beat up with my belt buckle,
Than break ur face with the brass KNUCKLES
NEXT WEAPON: Razor

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I'll Hold u down and beat up with my belt buckle,
Than break ur face with the brass KNUCKLES
NEXT WEAPON: Razor

Hold cha lips shut thinking you gonna “Buck 50” me
Wit cha “Bic” RAZOR I’m Johnny blazing you want to be’s/
Wit more skills than “Ken Watanabe” holding a bounty
So you don’t wanna be up on forums deaded at large/

next weapon: telepathy

[Havok]

A master at lyrical TELEPATHY, ready 2 battle verbally or mentally,
Rapidly rapping masterpieces, and massacring massively,
Riddled with apathy, but brutally battling, armed with a gatling, wat ur weapon be?

Ur weapon be: Dying tree

[Rain]

I'll slide a piece of a dying tree inside your ass slow --
Then stab yo' back so violently YOU'LL die fast though

Next weapon: The same fetid stick but with poison berries and skunk piss on it

[Jragonsoul]

Moo tipped cow manure close noisy rhinoplasty smelly goodness gracious ignored.Dying tree monkey upside look down hang low swinger unanimate sex offender the same fetid stick but with poison berries and skunk piss on it bodies polynomials wavelengths slowly slides off.

Next weapon:Laser guided rocket launcher

[dad]

i hit , up , down , down , left , right for my special ,
i shoot the laser guided launcher a your temple
make nuns cum , the way i fuck instrumentals .

Next Weapon : Vaulting Pole

[Jragonsoul]

Vaulting pole hops threw your heart broken into CD skip over space hell airwalking tool box togue.Awww shiiittt Master Roshi original Kamahameha imbarking surpise attack on the next assassin sent.

Weapon:Chainsaw (Which is my favorite weapon)

[dad]

kiss you on the forehead , juggling an axe
humping a chainsaw , beat a newborn fast
quick jab to the throat , give your adams apple a thrash

Weapon:Grandma's Purse

[Jragonsoul]

Yo snatched Myra Munkhouses grandmothers purse then brains of zombies gets no more atmosphere.Beats the holy ghost shit outa those jabronis since last human standing raises hand oh me me lighting strike as my I get my evil laugh on.

Next weapon:Grim Reaper shyce

[Rain]

I'll go to the 'passed tense' which our new speaker likes
Then show you a black death with this dudes reaper scythe

Nigga was as old as your posts.

Next weapon: Alchemy

[Jragonsoul]

I try to pretend I'm God as my alchemy reminiscence
family gathering enemy's last time coming into that presence.


Next weapon:Gatling gun

[Jragonsoul]

From Myra Munkhouses grandmas purse a gattling gun was drawn exploded upon
unlimited ammumo blown into the rest of the zombie specious apocalpse scenraio.

Next weapon:Flamethrower

[Caper]

Kid don't take it personal , your life is just virtual, is it a mirage, dispersed to hurt you. the wrong crowd keeps you fertile, but clear the way when they dropping shells as big as turtles