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    ill respond to anyone/everyone down to spar, fuck the votes.. mufuckaz 4got where hiphop came from..lets BATTLE ppl get it ..

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    im down!

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    word word.. post sum'n up then
    anyone else too... this aint for one on one, lets brawl, fuck everyone! ill get at you all!

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    yo
    Last edited by liquidswordchamber36; 05-06-2014 at 02:35 PM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by ArcherPriest View Post
    word word.. post sum'n up then
    anyone else too... this aint for one on one, lets brawl, fuck everyone! ill get at you all!
    ite lets brawl peace

    call yourself archerpriest but youre shooting blanks
    my squadron eliminate your team, roll over you like tanks
    got you scared to death, doin the faggot dance like carlton banks,
    archerpriest call the lord as your saviour
    son regulate your behaviour
    ill have you sitting in a wheelchair like charles xavier
    i conquer all emcees, from east to west
    you a girl with small breasts, infested with yeast and bad breath



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    yeea,, spic fight! switches flyin out everywhere -chit- -chit- -chit-
    yo
    intensly wicked, medleys cryptic
    heavy fisted inflicted machete mischief
    turn your flesh into messy confetti giblets
    when i Whip you to death with a Chevy dipstick
    bitches dont wanna push me like heavy infants
    thinkin both of you pussies had best be distant
    get'cha sold as assistants to russain perverts
    meet the kidnap traffickin' dungeon worker
    psychopathic lab rat witta bunsen burner
    drugs 'n sugar'y taste for the blood 'n burger
    you gon pray for the day that a gunman turn ya
    chain ya leg hangin ten like ya fuck wit surfers
    upside down til the pressure above'll burst ya
    out'cha sockets, pop-eyes, when i toss spinnach
    seasoned sword chopped innards with sauce in it
    lick your plate til every last drop's finished
    Stoning caps be my fashion, i Rock fitteds
    domes be bashed in 'n flattened to soft liquids
    ima fuck up ya teeth, have ya talk british
    zip these fagets in bags like my crops, sniff it
    sellin organs on black market's hot business
    so my freezer stay packed with these raw dishes
    these clowns playin preist be a walked scrimmage
    who else down to compete? come'n drop, spit it
    yall come clockin ya swings if your not bitches
    cats get dropped in the ring when my paws lifted

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    ^heavy as fuck! props



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    thx homie, keep em comin

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    c'mon... who else?
    somebody sleep me

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    Just accept it, I'm the hottest in here/
    Freestylin' and be wildin' like The Lox was in here/
    Snatchin' chains, clappin' lames who act the hardest in here/
    But I forgot, nobody got any heart up in here/
    And all I see is dudes throwin' gang signs in the streets/
    But niggas are Chris Bosh tryna run with the Heat/
    When beef happens they don't know how to cook it/
    Hesitate and well-done is how your insides be lookin'/
    Now you just got served by the neighborhood chef/
    The kid who did 2 bids with more flavor than Meth'/
    The firstborn son of a nun who was hated to death/
    Manipulated by his maker from his very first breath/
    Wake up every day and wash up with no soap/
    Player hate and end up in a pine box with no throat

    (Had to cut it short started to lose my train of thought)

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    whatever yo
    my throws too clever, 'n calculated
    get'cha loaded on stretchers with bowels grenaded
    cuz my thoughts be like lector's, foul with hatred
    rake ya lips witta shredder, ya mouth is graded
    big red F on the header for sounds of gayness
    colon plug pounds blazin when stolen trucks
    rollin up, out the bronco them colts'll buck
    molten slugs, leave ya lifeless 'n cold to touch
    you like how this golden glove, game goes?
    yall aint boxers, but still you exchange blows
    flame flows, burnin my foes like aids holes
    fuck wit priest you be stuck-up like grave stones
    put'cha guts on ya feet see my blades whoa
    all yall fucks bound to see when i slang those
    you jus a regular user who's name's known
    but you changed it cuz you was afraid yo
    to aborigional, spittin them lame quotes
    who you really? ha, ya killin me, fucka
    put'cha dome up on the ceilin peeled upward
    you off the snare, like some hillbilly suppa
    lethal weaponry, ya beefin with glover
    like when you was three i sleep wit'cha mother
    why you think them magnum sleeves in her covers?
    heard the screams of ovaries bein ruptured
    while you tried to sleep im deep in her gutter
    Last edited by ArcherPriest; 06-16-2012 at 02:21 PM.

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    " IS THERE NO ONE ELSE? "


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    im leavin foes chapped like winter lips
    slappin ya appendix with ninja kicks
    sparkin spliffs while lookin sharper then scalpel tips
    suckin on the tits of a suffragist
    errie sounds sreech from my esophogus
    leave you stranded in the apcolapsye
    which will take place in the miraculous metropolis
    you have a nervous incorpeal adrenaline rush in the awaeking necropolis
    hideous harmful stench leaks out of the sarcophagus
    blinds you with poisonus mist
    blood n guts is what you pissed
    im makin my rhyme
    takin my time
    while shankin ya spine
    im hatin each and every single one of your lines
    i make your bestfriends chest bend
    and send an intestin in one straight direction
    im carrying more heat then mantle convection
    smiff n wessusn
    will rip ya for testin
    no chance for second guessin
    once im done with you will need facial reconstruction
    you can no longer function
    im nightly choppin noggins like the headless horseman
    360 degree swordspin
    at midnight keep your ribstight when sight turns to light
    and my mic turns into a knife
    inject direct into ya neck
    and bissest whatevers left
    born n raised in quebec
    torn n grazed i never faded away because im here to collect all the best and blow out they chest
    smack you across the face diagonally
    frantically and ever so silently
    step towards
    you get swollen n warped by the stupendous speed of the swords
    leave the corpse of archer priest on wu tang-corp rather then morgues
    i force feed your organs
    to hungry orphans in small portions
    Last edited by liquidswordchamber36; 06-25-2012 at 11:40 PM.

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    im nightly choppin noggins like the headless horseman
    360 degree swordspin -- ha, like how that one came off

    ay yo
    rip ya mufuckin nuts off your inner legs
    turn you into a bitch in this fit of rage
    point 'n laugh at the lil bit of skin that hangs
    once i flatten ya top like it's kid 'n plays
    clean ya cap witta mop get'cha rinsed away
    every rap that you've dropped in this bitch is gay
    ima slash up ya chops with this kitchen blade
    take a slab off your jaw like a fish fillet
    your whole acts a fissaud 'n ya scripts is fake
    ima take this kid out like my dinner date
    give a fuck if it's fish or it's pig on plates
    corny raps on the cob when you spits a page
    Wine to priest i be smashin ya wig to grapes
    aint no cats in the street gonna spin ya tapes
    rather listen to screech while he's gettin raped

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    I hold the mic like a railroad spike
    impail and explode on sight
    and rhyme hype strictly at twillight
    after you battle me you regret it in hindsight
    im a morbid monogamus lobotomist wild type
    remove ya scalp with slight swipe from a lead pipe
    on a rooftop beat up batman
    so bad he had to get a catscan
    left him up againt the wall in the postion of a handstand
    cuttin headz like the wu tang clan
    phychotic chainsaw appendages
    alcoholic brainstraw beverages
    bombared with a numeral of bandages
    lips blue simultaneously
    as my fists grew
    wrong side of the wrist hits you
    your stature is left askew
    no one will come to rescue
    i guzzle mountain dews
    and begin poundin ya crews
    i walk through glass and various glues with no shoes
    i never lose
    crunch fools like cashews
    smash dudes with cannon capsules
    for the coup de grace
    threw salmonlea food in ya face
    Last edited by liquidswordchamber36; 07-02-2012 at 02:50 AM.

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