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09-27-2008, 07:44 AM
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LIVE AND UNCUT
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: BEHIND SECTION 9 CATHEDRAL'S STAINED GLASS
Posts: 1,534
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10-02-2008, 12:52 AM
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On tha Block
Join Date: Jul 2003
Location: Detroit, MI
Posts: 252
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A One Toed Bastard thought nobody could kill him
He had a 9 section whip chain, that he was very skilled in I walked into his buildin' and challenged him to a duel Then some Old Triflin' Bitch jumped up outta tha pool I didn't lose my cool, I said, "Where's OTB, lady?" She pointed in the corner and said, "Over There Baby!" He was over there shaking, like he was smokin' on some rocks Choked him with his whip chain and left his body On The Block ya it sucks, but it's almost 2am anyways, next weapon bluetooth headset
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 Half dead platoon leader but woken by enemy heaters Jugganaut on the block blast shots at all retreaters - Holocaust In the melting pot, felt the shot heard 'round the world We unstoppable like Jugganaut baby girl - Meth |
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10-02-2008, 12:55 AM
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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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Cell phone your dome drain your brain
Via your very own Bluetooth headset/ Reputable darts infect cha brain via binary code Unload a boatload until your brain explodes/ Check mate cha chrome you ain’t got GLOW Chime when you rhyme I drop a pin like sprint every time/ I can rewrite cha mind like a hard drive wit no disc in it I solid state cha click and leave deleted that quick/ next weapon: 500 watt speaker box
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10-05-2008, 02:04 PM
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Junior Member
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Midwest.
Age: 25
Posts: 14
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Using the speaker box cover to grate your head like cheese Next Weapon: A Q-Tip
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O.N.E. city is where I reside ^^^My fam's newest joint. Peace to S.H.A.N.K.SIDE.^^^ |
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10-09-2008, 07:11 PM
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Socialism
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Canada
Posts: 2
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Blood driping from your ear, You cry out in fear.
You look to your rear, Nothing but a dead deer. Untill you see my bladed Q-tip, Stabs you like a spear. Premier in a No way thats sincere, This is the end of your years. Next weapon: Jian ( Chinese sword ) |
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10-09-2008, 08:37 PM
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Junior Member
Join Date: Aug 2008
Posts: 2
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tryin 2 survive
am bout 2 ying yang ur lyf cursed bread will make u survive but ma jian blesses ur lyf 2nyt rest in peace in the valley of triads Next weapon: luv
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Dj Raptics + OlSkool Hiphop = Hydraulik MIX --=[ War b4 Peace ]=-- |
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10-10-2008, 11:40 PM
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Socialism
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Canada
Posts: 2
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Rhymes that shove, Thereof i'm above.
I dont need to think of a way to kill you with love, cuase i'm intolerant of fake shit dun. Bow and arrow to your head, thats my kind of gun, Cuase if you wanna live run. No way to tell once the PILLAGE is done, Killing Each and everyone. In your hometown village, After the blood had been Spillaged. Next Weapon: Single action army |
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10-15-2008, 11:14 AM
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
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Traveled to Canada to can this tuna named Pillage
Caused chaos in his village his whole team laid in blood spillage Slain from the sword to brain autopsy doctor your body fluids drained You bitch in a mask i took it off revealed your true idendity like Bruce Wayne while my section 9 firemen detained your weak flames Your allies came too late murder was the case Justice was the cause your single action army got found hung by their balls next weapon: dirty diaper
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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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10-16-2008, 08:34 PM
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black pope
Join Date: Mar 2006
Posts: 896
Rep Power: 13 |
man you a shitty typer.. quit tryin to be Magiver
Fuck off with your dirty diaper cuz i shit in cyphers i aint tryna hear ya shit.. im only pressin eject connect to your neck.. 'n chest.. im collectin' my debts the reverened of death.. a saint... an unedible plate like i dumped you Idaho... Your in a 'vegatable state!' with your ventricles straight.. wired to intrevenous suppliers ill pull out your teeth with pliars .. feed you to the fire there aint no hope of seein' this.. you better hope for leanience you'd have to jerk the gza off to have a stroke of Genious ive broken down your de-fence.. in deliberate sequence so now your whole fuckin squad delivers alligiance jus consider us even.. james .. im sayin names call me daddy cuz ya moms was a hooker i paid in change next weapon: nylons |
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10-17-2008, 03:23 PM
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
Rep Power: 25 |
Lukewarm your fluke form is left deformed
Take your beef to the farm where your flows bull horn torn Falling away with that corn i eat crops Butcher shop rap you and your peeps chopped you cosmic slop flop your not a king More like Rodney wishing your crew could riot the Godly Keep the day job save the jokes for Steve Harvey Bomb your shit bringing pain in your life like Saigon off your face slugs fly on for rocking nylon next weapon: rapid bobcat
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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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11-03-2008, 04:43 PM
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The Lyrical Anomaly
Join Date: Oct 2007
Location: Beckley, WV
Posts: 176
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kinda rusty but fuck it.
i'm not rockin' nylon, so this guy's wrong... really thinks he can see me? i'll leave him with his eyes gone... i write songs in a half hour at most... want me to take it in blood? i'll devour your throat... left without the power to boast, i'm poundin' your folks... murder lames like a hurricane, drownin' your coast... like your nickname was 'The Big Easy', this kid's greasy... not a Bic Mac, you get your shit packed, get you bitch slapped... six ribs cracked, then kick back and spit raps... at the 'queen' in your sig, but no way in Hell i'd hit that... unless it's with a big bat, Louisville slugger... Ryan Howard on your motherfuckers, bodies undiscovered... in my cupboard now, bury you deep underground... an average 'Joe' spittin' 'mystic' lyrics, 'stutter' now... punch you out, grab your towel and throw it in... after that motion ends, grab the sledgehammer, broken limbs... overextend your lifeforce, prepare for combat... i know you don't want that, i'm comin' like a rabid bobcat.... next weapon: shoe box.
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11-06-2008, 03:50 PM
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This is almost too easy
Like you ready to die You knew that shit was wack Why did you even try? I'ma make this quick & painfull Strip you down to your socks Crack your dome wit my stilleto & throw it back in the shoe box... Next Weapon... Spit Balls
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11-09-2008, 03:27 PM
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Dismember
Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: Tornado Alley
Posts: 6
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i got a curly straw
write my rhymes on paper then chew em' up and fire spitballs atcha face ya too in love witcha baby's daddy thatcha probably didn't know that he bit his style from a crabby paddy it's been awhile since i batted happy usually i'm angry swinging for the fences rapping instead of sacrificing i'll eat when i'm dead because ever since i've been alive i feel starved i need what's in your head i got a real job so i keep my family fed but i'm zombified when i get them brains from beatifly they're like meds, helping maintain this way of life yeah i fight the reds, yellows, browns, blacks, and whites next weapon: cookie cutter |
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11-25-2008, 05:44 PM
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Forsaken Pickle General
Join Date: Nov 2008
Age: 18
Posts: 66
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I shred this shit and make the crowd scream loud
with my crazy rippin rhymes, I always feel proud Y'all MC's get ready for the hit My steel cookie cutter will ravage your shit So come on, get out of your deep dark hole, or I'll drill right into your soul, like a mole, bitch slap your spirit, you press shit into lyrics so bad the masses never wanna hear it next weapon: monkey penis (yeah I know I'm a weird kid)
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11-30-2008, 11:42 PM
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Winter is Coming
Join Date: Jul 2008
Location: The North
Posts: 11,998
Rep Power: 119 |
burst you into flame like a phoenix
parapelligic, reincaranated not dissolved your double helix, stop drop and roll, your on fire, tracer rounds leave holes in clothes, burnt smell of rubber tires ive been turned into a sick genius you gettin sick from suckin monkey penis next weapon: turtle shell (better reference mario for real) |
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