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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
Rep Power: 25 ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Tha bastards back wit raps that slap nuccas wit louiville slugger impact
My pack never slacks when we attack wit drift force source hell's wind staff Send cracks across tha earth at rates rapid undisputed under-ground masters That'll mash ya and light tha matches while u in bed burn ya mattress Another causltie added to my list of assanation addresses i'm a professional professor Wit lectures that murk experts who become injured resters on stretchers
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![]() ![]() My evidence, my own testament, written on wood Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods Hell razah |
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
Rep Power: 25 ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
I do this til' death def defyin' scrolls scripted on desks
so many battles iv'e blessed left medals of honor on chests Many claim their tha best but get laid 2 rest after the mic check I feast on sets let tha remains settle in tha womb then digest tha madness Going to war with stress, i eliminate it with playin' chess Writing flows, reading books, building wit gods, or having sex Or seeing my seeds rest after a-long day we all play Monday to Sunday doing it my way living good i must say Sometimes i prey and display thanks to tha higher power May he guide us and provide us wit protection on tha final hour Which no human knows i come in peace with knowledgeable speech Know what i speak as i use all 3 eyes to see what's ahead of me Friend, or enemy those who speak blasphemey death be tha penalty Government wants to assanate tha gods, and earths like John, and Bobby Kennedy Still eternally living f.b.i. got files on me like tha Panther party, and John Lennon See what i'm giving is life to tha life-less, and heart to tha heart-less Were going under lost in tha storm abandoned ship when families torn Sworn in to reform tha dumb, deaf, and blind must be re-born
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![]() ![]() My evidence, my own testament, written on wood Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods Hell razah |
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Wu-Tang Soul Menace
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wu tang shadow style my flow is everlastin
the kenpo kid came back from fastin and outlastin i'm boxin they say it can be he "flotin like a butta fly and stingin like a bee" not muhamad ali but wu menace at heart in the temple throwin deadly darts rapid like farts from a 650 man Wu-tang hum hum all i say afta takin 40 o 50 cans now watch my drunken master i'm a bastard wit my flow evil child deceptive cause i got the budah aura glow hold on hoe this is a shadowboxin lesson mic check one two Wu-Tang is now in session
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The People's Champ
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THE DIFFERENCE
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: D.A.D.E
Posts: 5,127
Rep Power: 22 ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
nice one
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Ny's Underground MC
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Coverin blockz- hoverin copz catch blood n tha crotch- fucc sum thugz n a glok- ma barz rupture ya heart..
bacc @ home.. laccin poemz but crashin known spotz- capture known criminal.. after dark flash tha park.. son yo I collapse ya dome wit faster dartz- pass ya home..blast ya phone cause distraction.. prone.. prone... to danger.. inflitrate anger- master thoze.. feet skillz- kill neat then drill geekz wit spilled heat.. no 'bitz' only 'piece'..roam tha streetz fill tha 'beat' wit graf- police heated mad- I achieve n laugh.. YOOOOOOO............... WUcorp bacc up.... peace. Last edited by Aclikyano; 02-03-2006 at 12:09 PM. |
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Deadly Venom
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Baltimore
Age: 29
Posts: 12,470
Rep Power: 46 ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
elivate a quik style i flip piles and brake ice blocks when i kick tiles//
i spit wit a venom to trip miles on ur women i spin em when i wip wild// dragon tails crush and file u down to bone when it rips like a saw// brake bones when i call home ur bitch is dropping giving me dome to the ball // and i do got 2 but she is holden one in her paw she got lock jaw so she spits when my dick cocks and draws// |
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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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I put cha in positions
Like I’m doing the butcher’s wife/ Demigraphics happened to rap wicked I slick rick it flip it call me psychotic/ Rhyme operatic master skills build Wit tools get flows built on top floors/ Savor the mic skills for the basement Take any resume making etch a sketch/ I touch those graves Slavic on it like tonic I sway display aim low leave ya team deemed/ Written scripts in Arabic or old English be literature Poetical mind Asiatic get the graphical Encarta I spark/ More authors who taught cha to build cheap stools Make a killing like Dell but give e’m cheaper parts/ Than docks locksmith gifted wit swiped blades Aide cha team wit military presence I told cha/ Quench your thirst sprint remix the drink, track or Sneaker I read cha lead cha on like mami ain’t know/ Book e’m document rhyme exclaiming taken most roads Known as the attack of the clones now it’s the revenge of the spit/ As I begin to rip bars get e’m bent like metal settle down from Overseas travel unreval the texture pixilated marvel real world harbor/ I carve tattoos hatch choo I bless you wit skills let e’m learn them Off the books and strictly from experience know we got the clearance/
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Malcolm Maximillion
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: Purgatory
Posts: 721
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Its the return of the Jedi, continue shall I
Breaking niggas mic cords to make them go bye bye Spitting true knowledge for everything that its worth Most of thier raps played and dated like a tie die shirt Hold on the kids about to spit above the norm Staring weak emcees in the eye I'm a child of the corn But no i ain't corny just in case u wanna ask Next time I'll murder you then let you relax I got to teach you so I'm holding emcee classes monday through friday Talk slick and find your remains on the highway Goodbye Goodman Brown, nigga read a book Old literature with the lyrics I cook Not a nerd far from one actually Got any doubts about it come on and battle me Shortys mouth a lollypop in other words a sucker Come on and battle me motherfuckers....
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Temple of Darts- Warrior www.myradioisamillionaire.com www.dextersdarkpassenger.com www.millionaireradio.bandcamp.com
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Ny's Underground MC
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Sonz be like tirez burnin from spin-outz.. tha way they shitmouth.. how many goin pass from tha clip-out?....
I spit metoz- hit pedalz accelerate toya devilz.. who pauze- n cauze ya medal 2-B mine! cuz ya settlin in time!. "sleepin" n restin on streetz u invested in- CRIME.. tha level hit!. benevolent mindz iz gone- 'harsh' developin.. Im tha ICE ppl tremblin to skate on-.. afraid @ every flinch!! one move ya drown in tha coldest ditch!! ya frozen bitch!! Im supposed to GIVE warning- but cautious of morningz supportin drillz- wait till nightfall wea tha tiger fall... (tired / mauled).. so I can surprize em all.. strike n call from hieghtz then fall- ninja stance- finish mission plan.... Dismiss shurikenz.. as they enter man.. sharp wheelz bend ya brainz wit pain.. inflict sufferin..(fucc ya kidz) still get punctured with a ton of hitz from my 'number-iz' sproketz rocketin thru tha air knoccin 'bitch' off feet.. all defeated n deleted 'crossed off' tha list- laptop closed- we retreatin bacc to freedom- laugh @ heatenz.. damn im bleedin..apply bandagez after war- [pauze]....................................... son ya chance of being elite 'advanced wit team' iz weaken'd.. we too enhanced wit speakin-............. LYRICAL warfare...... cramp ya breathin.... PEACE. |
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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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Coma splice the words you write
thinking a pause in ya thoughts/ is gonna spark something provoking i'm lyrically open to any suggestions/ most youngin' is missing points like Shaq's Freethrow joints/ get the flow flown blown wind hindering my competition helpless/ think they need special education one on one preferablely/ don't try n diss is you ain't nice why don't cha audition for a comedy/ cuz ya rhymes ain't even funny they can't even punch lights 4 money/
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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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Archie bunker rhyme monkey
But I ain’t fuckin wit no gorilla/ Mind thrill ya hold cha deck check The left I rep my chamber blaze rangers/ I aim swipe my blade cross faces notice Me with or without lasers or star trek phasers/ I run the gambit back to the street level Concrete I beef wit emcees lengthily I rent G/ Ape suitor rhyme logo hold cha team in a choke hold Ghostly I hold my mic wit claws gnawing at cha jaws/ This is Black-n-Latino loco bone blaster castrating emcees On cross or any iconoclasms wit mad plasma/ Charlie brown booster rolling folding Never rev more RPM than MPH get prescript/
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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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Shockey rocked the field shown the appeal
Weld that gauge wit two 40’s in the place/ Quicken the race taste victory oil spilling practically Got caught leaking I’m patching machines drenched/ Run the bench pressed to continue the test Never stick to being vexed I just chill n relax/ Catch contact bomb back cliché diplomatic Wit immobilarity defying gravity/
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Ny's Underground MC
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^ U make no fuccin sense when u spit dog.......
half ya shit be soundin forced.
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