Welcome to the Wu Dojo

[J.T.S.]

There's never a verdict emcee's get verbally murdered
No exceptions the crows heard it
Call of the wild spitter, the last comes first niggas
Go wild instead of mild, big reps crush contenders
Planet defender, plus every whip fender, bender
Another crash course collision when my shapes shifting
I was born nice, others are wack, and unforgiven..

[Lil' Ruger]

Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton

dayum! Doc and Vision aint playin games! big ups

thank u thank u

[ChamberSlave]

i noticed a lot of variations of skill levels in here.
i want to battle, but dont wanna waste some ppl's time.
any new comers up 4 a challenge ?

[Lil' Ruger]

get that shit ready im packin sevens like eleven
send you to heavin no problem-o
drive by's out the car window
watch these rims spin yo
drugged up on syringe yo
watch when i let that thing go
careful click click i hit tricks
wit sick flick anamalistic linguistics
spit shit niggas bow down to the god
i get more gold then corn on the cob
slob on my nob watch shawtys head bob
i got kilo bricks like im killin stone houses
you hide lke mouses my fuse short like blouses
my guns is spray like oust bitch
watch me crank dat felix foust shit
just kidding i got 72 goons to do my biddin
all grey tees we rockin hoes stay jockin
when we lip lockin i make hits like im boxin
when niggas mouth poppin the mac poppin
bodys droppin like my tracks the beat lax
when i send papes like a fax
bapes to the max like rikers security
every nigga heard of me Grave Arm-EE

bounce wit this smoke an ounce wit dis
i said bounce wit dis smoke an ounce wit dis(x2)

back to the killin fields feel my steel up on yo grill
i kill furill i bust dills on her sill still kill im miraculous
avengin the savages this nigga accurate
you know the mac stay immaculate and most deffo im packin it
and bang on tracks wit it smack a fag wit it
hop in the jag wit it leave the 4-5 on my lap
roll up im strapped give yo pap a dirt nap
you know this hurt rap hurts cats
and murks hats turns em to visors
bitch aint a looker shes a hider
fill ya desires wit lead leave head
spread like the bed all red
leave ya set all dead cuz of wat cats at the mall said
you really want beef im sprayin the AK snake
put bullets in ya drapes i told you on my tapes
i wuzznt n o fake and now you late for ya wake
put a time bomb in ya casket
and blow the funeral im hot but the feein aint mutual
my pubicles im out stretched while you in the cubicle
its fudeual fatality splatter skeletons badly wit an animality

bounce wit this smoke an ounce wit dis
i said bounce wit dis smoke an ounce wit dis(x2)

tell ya daddy i went lil benz to pimp'd caddy
pockets got a fatty just like when i rap see dont me mad pimp
cuz even my dad limp plus the G pa
im under 21 and smoke that cheebah and i bounce wit it smoke an ounce wit it
pounce wit it big words hard to pronounce wit it
denounce ya tribe try to comprimise wit these guys
call me a bug cuz im fly aint from the sty
but i bang that poose when that cat is loose
i pump ya caboose cuz i got her on that goose
i want me sum neck bussin the tek
at ya new stretch when im puffin the shet
leave ya white tee all wet

[Lil' Ruger]

i wake up in a daze been in this faze for days
quit the rage its a night mare
nah just a lil suprising no comprimising
where the shrooms hiding
im high as a kite i grab the mic wit spite
lighted the philly and sang a lullabye
my niggaz calm we puffin by just huffin by
almost there shot a queer down by the pier
we played the block sold the rocks
shot a cop cuz he tryna jock for the cream
my team stay lean we aint mean
but if you get in between you'll be upside down in a ravine
nah mean? the sheen of the sword glowin
niggas turn pussy like they out there hoeing
wit no knowing cohen the doctor spot ya on the doppler
damn he got ya we play spit laughter
shot bastads cuz they asked us
stingy wit O-Z's i blow trees niggas know me
i always pack seeds yall niggaz blowy
my rhymes flowy and you know theeese

[444trumpets]

Before the actual battle..
This Is Where The Competitors Of The Flying Daggers Go To Swings Swords And Sharpen Skillz.....
Come Spit That!!!lets Get Ready For Battle!!!!
Swing Yo Shit!!!

[JackOfHearts]

i take there will be no votes.

[444trumpets]

Yep Yep Exactly Just Spit That Shit...ill Set It Off Soon As I Get The Time Later...

[444trumpets]

blades Of Glory Battle Your Sword Took Off The Mantle
your Shits Weak Like The Show And Prove You Speak Yo Lace The Session Who Tries To Compete Defeat
opponents Darts the Melody I Swing Swords
Heads Fall Once And For All Chambers The Death Blades Cut Sharper Image

[Visionz]

phsyco-optic scoptics, I murder the frames, burn it all the ashes and trash the remains, another blunt, another bowl, lost souls roll in dark nights with no lights, slow stroll as another symphony silents unfolds, dude from the scaffold took a peak, he didn't speak for weeks,bodies crucifed on a buildings side with the guts hung like sheets, frustration and dedgradation speak on the streets, children ignored till they poured liquor down sewage drains, the stains still remains, they been their for countless years, in the coming years I fear we'll see the worst as we thirst for a higher degree, higher pedigree, all my brothers with fist in the sky standin next to me, we can't flee when they send in undercovers, stop 'em dead in the tracks like deathships and Sally Strothers, Another world's gonna manifest, leave behind the bullshit conquest, glasses convex, they shortsighted and we over writed the wrong, hear that war drum? they playin my song



(three minute keystyle)

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m out cha like Blade the vampire hunter
My flow cuts through any instrument/
Wit my lyricals coming so hot I burn ya flesh
And leave scared for life wit nothing more trife than suffering/
Hold cha breath under ya swords are as rusty
As hot wit no tits and a flatter ass than ya mama’s pancakes/
If you daring I cut cha in more pieces than pizzeria
Leave you preying god in ya last hours like Mussolini & Napoleon/

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I’m killing e’m wit less filler when I’m iller wit skills
Like a leaver and puller bully
My opponents wit words omnipotent/
Can’t flow wit commitment wit lyrics
Pervasive wit no persuasion/
I don’t need a vocal coach to lead me
To an American idol approach/
I need a roach so I crush it under my shoe
When I crouch readying my sword/
Ready to strike without a timing day or night/
I study the art of lyrical ninijstu
Mixed with the art of tenshu/
I’m armed to amend cha
End wit less pain when it began/
So don’t dare and test a beast
That hasn’t been unleashed for ages/

[444trumpets]

Oowwwe
yo Sparring Session Mic perfection Spit Lessons
mic Infested sprit Taken Blades Forsaken Spoken Word Thought Perplex Index Motivate The Swords Cut Air Oh Lords
make Way Trumpets Slay Blades Renegades Release Empire To Which Death Came

[Visionz]

Yall can all defect like scared cowards nuclear shower yall, spent like I won the powerball
The chips fall and that thats, flat like Kansas habitat, how bout that?
Quick to react like a panther in the jungle, who really wanna rumble?
You talk tough in the closest but in person ya stay humble

[Visionz]

Stay high like trips of ketamine I keep my sceptor clean,
mind a machine, mentally I stay running,
450 big block with gas pedal gunning,
Mind-numbing reactions when you step to the mic,
Yall come up friendly like bitches to Dolemite ,
Scared I might ignite and fuck one uv you up,
Tilt ya body like a clean 64 makin a cut