The official kill the guy above you thread

[ilzPotent]

crab ass Warcloud fabricator, carbon copier, you’re rhymes beta
I drop meteors on your crevice and leave catastrophic craters, master creator
I already schemed your design, your inferior mind could never see mine
you’re just a mime, a cliché of sorts, a mimic, just another fucking wucorp gimmick
texting shitty limericks that are shittier than the Chronicles of Riddick, ilz sick
manifest your death with just a touch, affect your pulmonary arteries and such
worse than any cardiac arrest, potent dim mak, leave jughead with no chest too clutch
ilz five fingers exploded your heart, you’re an airbag popped with my darts
left to die in your shart ala cart, jugganaut, added to those I had to dearly depart

next weapon: cat 6 cable

[Jugganaut]

I lied on my application, now I gotta play the part
The internet was down and I had to fix a major quark
Arrived the trailer park and it seemed like it was "COPS"
Ilz came out in a wife beater, mini skirt and flip flops
We went into his house and I couldn't stand the aroma
Pictures of his mama next to his 8th grade diploma
He said her name was Mona and she was his girl
Been in love ever since she brought him into the world
Made my toes curl and I was getting fed up
Went into the den to try and fix his shit up
Finally saw the setup and it wasn't confusing
He couldn't get on the internet 'cause he didn't have a computer!
What a fucking loser, I slammed him on the table
It broke so easily, I could tell it wasn't maple
Grabbed a Cat 6 cable and he must've been nervous
Choked his ass to death, fuck customer service




nw: Plasma TV

[ilzPotent]

hmmm, That might work on these other cats but I'm a lady


that was wackness supreme, if you want to beat me,
youre gonna need a whole team, and nucca, if you saw me, you'd creme
your tighty whiteys, call me queen P, or ilz the almighty
don't take it for weakness, I'm a lady first but I get mighty grimey
don't try me, you lack the skillz and the will, I'll kill you and bill
It'll just hurt a lil, egos and pride will get grilled, flambayed by ill
plus if you ever came to my house, lil jug will feel like a mouse
I'd smash your mouth with a 40 inch plasma and call you a gay louse
open up you head piece, show you how I create my peace
drag you down my driveway and then kick you in your ass crease...Get outta here!


Next weapon: lee press on nail.

[Jugganaut]

hmmm, That might work on these other cats but I'm a lady

Damn, I'm such a loser

You say you're a lady, but you had the appearance of male
Adam's Apple stickin' out and your voice was deep as hell
I couldn't even tell, it's all good, let's be friends
You're not a dude lovin' his mama, you're just a lesbian
Ok let's begin, there were no tempting feelings
I'm just not into to females that look like Wendy Williams
I just simply kill'em, especially in this thread
I'd creme if I saw you? Get them fantasies outta your head
I'd just puke instead, but whatever, I gotta end you
Went back to that trailer park, saw her shaving in the window
Not knowing what I was in for, she caught me in the hall
Handled me with ease, then came the sickest part of all
I kicked her in the balls and that was only half the battle
Grabbed a Lee press on nail, pushed it through her Adam's Apple



nw: Soldering Iron

[Khem The Decepticon]

Im letting you know i am trying and i probly suck

Imma burn ya head with this mutha fucking iron
Im as fierce as 13 tigers and 67 lions
Im crazy like Joker or a mutha fuckin Mayan
You can stab me all you want but i want be diein
Gimme the Mac or the tec bitch i be firin
Im a real bitch man i aint lyin
I dont need mercinaries for hirin
Ill kill you myself go ring the siren

Kill me with a pencil.

[Jugganaut]

Minding my own business, I was admiring the beat
When I heard this kid, Khemical, firing at me
He was an aspiring MC, trying to get this rap shit
Wanted me to judge his rhymes and tell him if it was wackness
I said, "This is practice, but tomorrow's the testing"
Use a #2 pencil and follow the lessons
He didn't follow directions, so I poked him in the eyes
Lead infiltrates the bloodstream, he's jolting as he cries
I'm smoking as he dies, I look at my boys' and them
Looks like another victim of lead poisoning


nw: Bluetooth Headset

[Khem The Decepticon]

Hahahaha thats funny.

[Mercury]

Hey, you, get off the muthafuckin phone/
we don't take too kindly to strangers where I'm from/
don't you know there's a psycopathic killer about/
He hates handheld technology so I would go now
Shit, He could even be right here watching/
us as we stand, you understand?/
And by handheld technology I even mean that thing in your ear/
mark my motherfuckin words, trust no man seriously/
Not even me, You can die so easily on these streets/
Like 123 and you're gone for good you see? You get it?/
Oh shit man now you're nearly dead already/
They say headsets are hands free well now you got no hands see!/
And while you're on the floor squirming your veins are splurging/
gushing, there's a ten second window for me to open your piehole/
and shove that muthafuckin earpice down your esophagus...
sorry bud!

NEXT WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION: CAR WINDOW

[Wh0am3ye?]

I'd explain how my flows are sick like pissin' in rivers
Instead approach your car window as Your lip quivers
Intoxicated,With the bottle of liqour hit the glass
While you like a baby with shit spewin' out your ass
Out the drivers door you try and make a run for it
My eyes saw it, At this point, like odb, Know I'm raw bitch
Flawless, beast with horns, Bouta leave you a carcass
Shards of glass,stab your flesh by bein' smashed,big gashes
Deeper than my endowed dick,in your bitch, I'm laughin'
Like the joker, your epidermis is punctured, Next
You bitin' concrete,Skull compressed like american history x

Next weapon: The curb

[tha god concept]

my mind release be dirty underneath those who dead deceased
and you best believe my respected recipes, ill like rest in peace
dust laced weed euphoric extacy......the kid deffinitley doomz poems
bullets zoom from chrome grazin kin-folks tomb stones
taggin boisterous herb drones , ego hyped from her moans
death by root-canal curb-stompin weak foes

next weapon- vice grips
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[Jugganaut]

I was eyeing some vice grips, when I got approached by this white kid
Selling a book about his cult and warning me of the crisis
I didn't buy shit, he grabbed a icepick, then shit got real
Said it was time for for me to die and "The God Concept" to be revealed
He came in for the kill, but instead he dropped the icepick
The "Jugga concept", bash his temple with vice grips
It's like this, don't ever try to battle and me half step
He got his ass kicked, laughed at, and now on his last breath
With one gasp left, he said, "Bury me with the LO on"
I put a "SER" behind it, the proper way for him to go home

next weapon: coat hanger

[Wh0am3ye?]

Just like I overslept, I don't have time
To listen to rhymes that are mediocre,Recline
Ignite a blunt,Analyze,realize like cuttin' lines your a front
Eat weaklings like you for lunch, Like captain your bones crunch
Amongst the violence that at this point seems timeless
Wrap a shirt round ya neck and start tieing it
Stay high like hippies, burn you,your fryin like my mind
Cut your ears off,then your eyes,literally dumb,deaf and blind
Inspired by unique lyricists, While you aint hearin this,knowledge is required
Stab you with a hanger like that bitch did to Michael myers

weapon: pot of boiling water

[Wh0am3ye?]

Originally Posted by tha god concept

bullets zoom from chrome grazin kin-folks tomb stones
taggin boisterous herb drones , ego hyped from her moans
death by root-canal curb-stompin weak foes

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That's the shit right there.

[ElusiveFugitive]

I'm not gonna lie you dead right where you stand
disgrace the art of rhyming so bad, beat your face with my hands
carcass hollow, picked clean leave your momma in sorrow
borrow sympathy elsewhere you're turned to shit by tomorrow
learning to step correct is what you should've thoughta
you got knocked the fuck out by my 4 year old daughter
you didnt know about our custom of savouring slaughter
got your ass in my cooking pot with boilin' water

Next Weapon: whale bone club

[Jugganaut]

Forensic experts on the scene, adding more drama
Further examinations reveal signs of blunt force trauma
Questioned the boy's mama, since he was a well known thug
She mentioned something about Jugganaut and a whale bone club
His cell phone bugged, led them to his residence
Microbes of splattered blood all in his leather pants
Overwhelming evidence left the crime scene conclusive
The fugitive they were seeking, wasn't that elusive
Then it gets confusing, because the detective gave him cash
"You killed him as agreed, Jugganaut, here's the other half"


next weapon: meat hook