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  1. #2581
    Dr. Saunders AcidPhosphate69's Avatar
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    Useless abuses, confused toothless
    Bitch whip fags, click is Shit Bag
    Fo' life, trife type butta knife sliced
    Wifes, wived to ruined lives, fluent lies
    Flies flyin' decomposed, trash exposed
    Same bummy clothes, holes an' scuffs
    Never givin' a fuck, touch scruffed
    Tough love hurts, but fuck it works
    Bloody ya shirt, dirty ya worth
    Curse like a sailor, goin' over the rail or...
    Jailor when I cop bail or, hail storm sleetin'
    Hard to keep warm, with this cold beatin'
    Sheetin' glacial flows, freezin' all who oppose
    Dead in ya tracks...fuck, with Mack truck
    Blazin' a path up, ya ass faster than Flash, what?

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    A'yo check it...

    Get up on deck,
    Here comes the infamous fermex
    I perplex niggaz with my complex lyrical threats
    I bust ma glass specs
    when i'm having raw sex...with ya mom
    I bomb her ass like i was in Vietnam
    Camo painted don, I creep up on ya set
    These rhymes look shifty like a murder suspect
    My illogical mind sets the mass distractions
    The Hip-Hop faction just laughs at my shit
    I submit my thesis on my close nit wit
    But i gotta prove nothing cause all of it's legit
    Rappers freeeeeze up when i get lit
    Up...and down, i be the renown
    Take a blast of the bong, then i pass it all around
    Never smoke caramel brown, son, that aint down
    I laugh at fake MC's cos they're just clowns
    First degree rated, I tease and make you say please
    My rhymes are so cold they put ya'll in a deep freeze
    You cant understand my words like i was chinese
    Raps over now boy so get out before i reprise

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    Check, check,
    obselete orhange fleet rolling 20 deep
    Cowabunga head hunters gone wild in the streets
    Swine eaters weep the pigs demise
    , were vigilante spies
    Tribes of the lost that floss,
    and do driveby's on C.i.a. guys
    Infinite supply of ammo
    elephant gun on my side
    as i ride through deserts on backs of camels
    Camaflouged flannels, and fatigues
    Crabs versus the bee's,
    my God speeds intrique
    Horns beep as we stick drivers in traffic
    Robberies rapid, lynch fanatic,
    cattlerope in my jacket
    step tracking trackers get blown by dome clappers
    Map ya teams lab,
    surrounding pads, unleash the wild jags
    Daggers stab bodies of gun totting hotties that know karate
    Cocky cocksuckers get strangled slurping supper
    Bloodsport funder, wet cha' terrain
    then flee in a red flame hummer
    ghetto gunner, state of mind thunders
    If hip hop is dead i'll resserect her by next summer
    clog ya pipes, crack ya lights,
    the uncanny plumber
    Catch a body dumper, undisputed thumper
    Asian lady humper, 8 diagram lp bumper
    The sire, stickup kids admire
    Clones wired set em on fire
    My shorty hates Pliers
    Admire the tire jacker,
    aka a rim stealer
    Vaginal mc killer, blood on blood war spiller
    dope track killer, burn ya head thriller
    The realest hitman ripping
    catching more bodies than bloods,
    and crips cripping
    Bitch ass rappers bitching
    Can't carry on tradition
    Spitting styles that split men
    In half, artilery rebel psychopath
    snatching dames from Dash
    Pain in the ass assasin throwing foes
    through glass
    Snatch a dealers stash, hash, crack, and grass
    Gasp the last breath of a vet murked by the dragnet
    Weak spot kids found with snapped knecks
    Next episodes of wu manual readers holding tec's
    No more stress just holy effects
    from the targets God blessed
    decepticons i break their arms,
    the armored pest
    Last edited by Mantra; 12-17-2007 at 12:52 PM.

    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

  4. #2584
    ☀☀☀☀☀☀☀☀☀☀ KERZO's Avatar
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    Default ayo....

    From ma warped mind -

    Im the chief exonerator, For whom all of you accuse
    I expess mad views which ya'll aint got clues
    As to who...what...where or when
    My rhymes hail from, storming straight from my pen
    Rappers get battered cos they're adynamic
    But my panoramic performance left them broke like ceramic
    Plates that crashed and made bitches start a panic
    I Burn them over like i was volcanic
    But they come back for more, cos they think they're smart
    And so they end up getting their shirt ripped apart
    By my fermex heart, I battle MC's, then i slap their wicked smile
    Right Off their face, cos they aint got no grace
    In my presence, I embrace, all known forms of race
    I got the patience of ghandi
    Lyrical flexing is my modus operandi
    My style is wild and i think ya'll agree
    Tearing mics up, I be the beguiled emcee
    Niggaz advocating my style which branches out like trees
    Freestyle's over kid go and listen to your Jermaine Dupri CD

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    Oh and i liked yer last verse J.T.S...keeping it hot like usual

  6. #2586
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    What u talk'in bout ain't nothing wrong wit me
    I'm like a fresh diamond still hot an flawless
    And all of my song's grity, like a dull blade you saw this
    In a cold age i'm lawless, step to any nigga and throw shade
    In places where light don't come, this phyco hums
    the illest tune that filled yo nigga's tomb, sun cycle
    Rise in the east when most the beef is born
    On the set, by the west u know the weak is gone
    Goons sleep but when the moon peaks its on
    Bruce Lee and Kareem type classic brawls
    Pistol Handles swing'in and jaws crack'in
    After the bullets is spent they dash and fall
    Bloody from naps to timbs and we all laugh'in
    The eyes stuck open like plastic dolls, faces gashed and raw
    This what you call clapp'in
    Yeah you heard of that
    Fuck think'in we put on the murder caps, teflon packs and work the gats
    Hitman company let u know where the service at
    Blow'in niggas out the rankin's wit old school spank'ins
    This a young bruce bowen, i told you fakers
    to fuck'in fluctuate yo crack flows, assholes
    Yaw fucked now, i make crews roll for fool's gold now duck down
    Call it a day, before u fuck up and fall away bleed'in
    Cuz santa's packin Mac Tens this Holiday Season
    Why panic, the witness gave my description as gigantic
    But for the world's safety, any mission for me is titanic
    Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 12-16-2007 at 12:36 AM.
    The dealer of hope is selling me lies
    Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
    This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
    Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
    Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
    For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)

  7. #2587
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    Ya'll felt hostility, by my nobel ability
    I swing swords with quick ninja agility
    My verse has begun, incase ya'll didnt see
    I rhyme smarter than a mensa member, times 3
    Throw lyrics at ya, like a rock, dust chalk
    Lines around ya body, So shut up and don't talk
    When i speak, ya'll freak back to last week
    My unique technique confuses ya'll like ancient greek
    Everytime i rap it creates an explosion in my head
    Ya'll dread to write props in this wicked thread
    Never tread into my zone, homegrown ganja helps mics get blown
    By my words that are universally widespread but unknown
    To the masses, My insights spread over the land like ashes
    While your shit verse crashes and splashes
    I'm blind to your threats and not because i wear glasses

  8. #2588

    Default Sum Fiyah There

    Unaware of where my destination is destined to be
    The world plaqued with hate, hostility, and government made disease
    Where can i seek shelter? the hoods helter skelter
    My operations locked down 6 feet under
    Po-po hindered my plans, then felt the stainless steel wrath
    Targeted moving flash, got the whole squad on smash
    On , and on math i add, then grab the calculator
    Regarded as a regulator annihilator
    Street orientator, the fake emcee hater
    Players i injure in the paint, block em they fall, and faint
    My mind they'll never taint, or clone
    Born alone, die alone, never bow before a man on a throne
    Gladiator with the chariot of fire rocking microphones
    Beefs outbreak, so i stay armed while out late
    Scientists cloning the man, while niggas watch making the band
    hit gangs right where they stand, the planet full of scams
    and schemes, do i what i gotta by any means, releasing
    currents of steam

    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

  9. #2589


    Study the cruddy, buddy hanger
    Smash a mc with a guitar
    Saw limbs as we spar
    Leave ya'll in awe
    Awesome godson second to Nas
    Cross streets to defeat weak peeps
    Feast on you pepridge farm sheep
    Army deep you test we cheat
    Hit em with shots cheap
    put em to sleep, feeling relief from a leaf
    Keep the lines brief, the hip-hop geek
    With 4 eyes i see suckers who seek domination
    Feel abominations from abnormal flows in the making
    Shaking buildings, and labs
    Too live for crabs, that need hip-hop rehab
    The unforgettable wounds seen on frames we stabbed
    Last edited by Mantra; 12-20-2007 at 03:35 PM.

    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

  10. #2590

    Talking Frozen Water

    You Can Call Me Adam Sandler The Black Foot... Stomp A Hole Iced Out Azz That Jack Frost Took... It Aint No Such Thing As Half Azz Crooks, You Scared To Def, You Scared To Look..you Hoe Azz Niggazz Walk Around Wit Pocketbook. Mas-scarea...hole Punch You Bitches Run Down Your Block...subway...yall Niggaz Transit... I Got Old Skool Transfers For You Mobile Azz Chumps... Like My Man Meth Say " I Came To Bring The Pain Hardcore From Brain" Yeah !!! Yeah !!!! Ha! Ha

  11. #2591


    The reign of the insane will soon begin
    because it's quite plain, only I win
    the battle lines are discreetly drawn
    so the images produced leave you on the lawn
    Mic Controller, Mystery Coder,
    Mainly Cocky, Moody Cobra
    I fear not your name nor the game
    only if you can write beyond the same
    the ladder and stairs now are theirs
    step up abstractly to start to compare

  12. #2592


    aye yo,

    i leave minds damaged like lungs from newports..
    Black widow fucker, busting nuts in the fort..
    Shots clear the courts, from the d.a. to the judge..
    Prison insurgent, bomb the c.o.'s, watch em blow up..
    Dickheads get your dough up, rhyme styles jigga ugly..
    Fire on ya'll fuzzy headed hoes, and puppies..
    Rather be hated than loved, only God can judge me..
    Which means i judge myself, crack heads for sells..
    Invade jails, twist el's, then spits propell..
    Kick spells, sick tales, living larger than whales..
    Kids yell once nailed, know pigs on my trail..
    Living well in this hell, i refuse to fail..
    Last edited by Mantra; 12-27-2007 at 02:48 PM.

    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

  13. #2593


    Excuse me ya'll

    It's the track tyrant bringing the iron-saga irony..
    Manes thick, rollin' with my African fleet..
    Rhymes dirty, and more rugged than bum feet..
    Get a-round like slum freaks..
    Something sleek, revolver week..
    Mack-11 marriage, nine double m men..
    Obselete emblem, i killed rin tin tin..
    period blood colored tims..
    Get off my dick friends..
    play sims..catching bodies a trend..
    Write til' the inks out the pen passion..
    Gun stashing static addict..
    Semi-auto god flows automatic..

    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Shaekwon Tha 1st Brother
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    Welcome to the slaughter~house//
    I'm tha lunatic that gotcha daughter's~spouse//
    In tha backseat, next to my battle~axe//
    With a video phone, so the world can see me rattle~jacks//
    Brains, & leave his frame in the game room of chuck~e~cheese//
    I aint sellin out like G-Unit Buck~CD's, fuck~the~fees//
    So if anybody say i aint tha G~O~A~T//
    Tell em it'll be tha last time they see~they~baby//

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