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what the fuck is this thread about n e ways
Thoughts out the dark hit the victim in the park
Towards the spark ignite the light into the night real sharp
Attack like a shark playing with the melody of a harp
No lamping or head tampering teeth mark
Heads soak in the beat dampening
Spots live and happening when true mc's are rappening
No fractures guarantees from manufacturers
Hands clappening girls infatuating bodies collapsing
Like dancing to collipso sorta south american hit so
Move slow or fast mics in my grasp real quicks bro
Over-water grown like hydro getting high and fly is the flow
Leave lands or sea cold as in covered with snow
What you know is like yes and not no
North, east, west, and south the wind blow I gotta go
Don't wanna be late for my next show
:mexico:
confident swagger, getbent stashin em daggers...
discardedem in battles bladder..
or anyone lookin fatter..
im in to cookin the batter..
up in the mix, get upped with em tips..
tips from the clips, off shit, then out in the mist..
gripin on to the matrix, fuck reality patrionism..
i get into temples like exorcism...
break it down from the inside propositions..
get more brains then the coroner..
or university forensic professors..
i mean gettin brains on phat shirts..
from fat headed jerks..
with no work but still needed work..
^^
You'll leave daggers in who's bladder ?
I'll leave you thrown off a ladder
Your head broken and spent like a token
On smoke you'll be chokin'
Like dead meat you'll be roasting
I know you aint boasting
Or else your bread I'll be toasting
This is nothing only a warning or me coasting
You best keep my name out your protesting
Or else your lungs will get conjesting
You'll be in need for some suggesting
On your head heavy I'll be resting
Now suave was it really me that you were testing ?
:nonono:
^^^^ i think he means he'll rhyme merc you.
^^^ lol look at official rap thread read da one i spit lol.
Best recognize real skill not just rap out your grill
Everybody wanna make or have a mill
But with or without the money I'm still king of the Hill
One false move and they loose their groove
Chipped like a tooth
Heads blown off like the roof
I can show and prove
They be on a trip like eating a poisonous mush-room
Their dead as in their mood described by gloom
Dead in their tomb I gave them no room
On their grave like flowers I bloom
Me against them spell doom
Do the hit then flee in the car zoooom!!
:mexico:
^^^ pretty good.:)
recognize you aint no felon guy...
when brews arise you pass it dry...
look alive
settle hides
when im blasting high
from the towers of devour
powers left to flowers
higher power risen
listen to these descriptions
you aint a badass,topcat,bossman,swagbag,
yous a assbag,fagdrag,backjacked,byhammerjacks
so you would say
make playdates
with other children
cause i take others childrens
for less in a second
yeah rite..
never get my hands dirty
get a pussy like battle to get filthy
with a infected birdie..
heard me jerk me
lynches lurking
in the tree tops
where we bangs cops
yeah rite we bang cops affiliate
like battle1 and his affiliates
bring sickness
like infected vermits
for these homeless verdicts surface
after 7 years
after your facials expression been cleared
wired nd geard
my utensils for the fear
i recon nd enforce with the steel peelin
oppositions like dundee with the eel mantis with the feeel...
Okay suav3 the gay lord of rhyming with your flows off timing
Running your fagat mouth the homo shit you shout
As if you had clout with my name like dick in your mouth
You wanna eat it like it's trout
Your hoe rhymes blow dick like a cloud
Look around suave3's face in the ground
I step to the mound
Knock suave3's head out of the ball park with a figure that's round
Suave3's face left in do-do brown
No punch-lines or metaphors suav3 only catches lyrical beat downs
Suav3 gayer then any player, at him his own hoe frowns
Suav3's a clown who got shook all around many towns
He's often seen wearing wedding gowns
Suave3's head all blown acting like he was growns
Your right forget felon killing suav3 is a misdemeanor
Suav3 blows many weeners he's a real screamer
Going at me he Suave3 must be the world's biggest dreamer
Suave3 keen to being a crack pheene
Scared of the dark Suave3 got raped in the park
His head thrown at a shark
Suav3 I'll train you like your ankle got sprain
I lock it down like a chain leave Suave3's head in the rain
I'll bring the pain like meth till suav3 meets his death or last breathe
Suave3 rhymes out of his ass only passes gass
One too many times late for class
Suav3's ugly hoe ass only gets fucked if he wears a mask
Suav3's boyfriend you could ask
No suav3 aint gotta girl only nuts in face like a squirl
Suave3's ass stays wide open like an oyster with no pearl
:point: :o (Suav3's asshole is where his mouth should be, cause all of Suav3's rhymes are like him full of shit)
^^ HAHAHHAAAHA i wish my rhymes were full of shit.... cause maybe they might give you a chance... come on battle1 i know you can run rampid a lil more on your keystyles
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still blaze your ass sober..
creamate your disgrace of place in race nd wake up with hova...
fuccin with more bread then salami in loafa's..
rope ya kneck and toss you overboarda..
roll you on 4 wheels like skateboarders...
and dash you in half pipes scorchin in gasolina..
im a fiend ya for your moms pookie in betweena...
leave battle leanin and wrap em like a toga..
smokin losas like loosies from bums for only quarter..
what you know bout that huh..
i got guns in my pockets unaccompanied by a holster..
straight gritty and grimey when we toast ya..
extra butter on your lovers face nd sofa..
extra shells in your tummy when we confront sucka..
battle 1, midsections nd lung missing closure...
closing up filthy mouths with the luga..
luga closing up beats when the revolva move ya..
wanna talk about nooses lynch his for being a noosense..
newshit on the hip that'll that'll get incontact with losers..
new shit on my burner when your fluids start oozin..
you at your mom dukes place gaggin nd eyes start droopin..
greedier than guys commitin suicides..
colder then alaskin tides..
itchier trigger finger then demonic gothic pride..
sticking nd beating more then nick cannon in drum line..
catchin up's nd downs then hydraulic rides..
taking over cities like katrinas crimson tides..
i do crimes with guys who shoot for life..
who should be gone for life but aint stupid like battle 1..
battle 1 dumber then a bird born with a idiocy syndrome..
uglier then turd feaces that i jus excreted into his ear drum...
i fear none yeah right i fear some that i parley who wield guns..
i wield guns in faces puttin battle into places..
like oreos stuck in the middle..
pourin on these niccas on the tap like fox nd the fiddle...
leavin questions marks on the mark and leave em cops with riddles..
i fiddle with figures so my team can get bigger..
..:z
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Suave3's non-conscious flow is what he calls giving a dick blow
Then he tries to keep it on the down low
Truth is Suav3 gets high blowing dick like hydro
You can see Suav3 perform a real homo show
Suave3 likes feet in between his teeth like at a track meet
Then he gets fucked by the entire navy fleet
In Suav3's asshole there's plenty of room for the elite
His mouth is a trick inside they place their treat
Beating other peoples meat is how suav3 chooses to compete
Suav3's favorite button is delete cause his head is so obsolete
In fights suav3 is the first to retreat his wack rhymes never complete
It's over suav3's head like a pillow sheet
He keeps following dicks like a sheep
Suav3 even thinks about swallowing dick in his sleep
His show is the one they call the peep
In the holes is where you can find suav3's jeep
He's a real freak and don't let his avatar fool you he's real cheap
A dime a dozen suav3 gets fucked by his own cousin
Don't even say it wasn't
His unconscious flow it must have been broke his chin while he was drinking gin
Suav3 is what they call yin
Yang stands for male, suav3 must be the opposite female
He turns pale his ass fucked by a dick the size of a whale
Suav3's hole now bigger than hiroshima left a shit trail
In his salvia sperm heads sail
Suav3's head was hammered like a nail
His escape was bound to fail
Someone fucking suav3's asshole said they found the holy grail
Man, just imagine suav3 sitting on the can
His asshole alone blows more hot air than a fan
Suav3's tongue for dicks hot like a frying pan
His mouth willing to expand to new land to get some dick in his hand
Suav3 said he's never getting banned instead dicks in his ass get rammed
On a death bed suav3 gets slammed gats pointed at him never jammed
Suav3 loves eating ham ask his fam who scrificed him like he was lamb
Suav3 damm to the end of the world he ran
Then Chang made suav3's jaw hang
Suav3 was gang banged missing one fang still he sang wu tang
No doubt suav3 the bell rang
Suav3 knocked out first round was the sound
To the ground suav3's earing fell he was in hell
That's where suav3 dwell hiding in his closet like it was a shell
Suav3's a drag queen pheene looking out for dick real mean
He's obscene with his dream sucking off charlie sheene
You know this drag queen pheene suav3 is going senial
Then he calls it his unconcious flow a.k.a. his denial
Suav3 loves touching other people's penial
Suav3 chokes on dicks like rhymes at any given time
He plays with sperm and calls it slime
Once he even lied said it was mine
He's a fucking swine drinking foul wine
No talking with food in his mouth while he dines
Swallowing meat balls like dimes two at a time
:point: :o (Suav3 swallowing meatballs like dimes two at a time)
Ya head is blown left at a location unknown, gun blaze ya throne//
Remains shown to ya fam then their stoned//
I conquered rome, empires were blown to pieces//
I schooled Jesus,i was praised by middle easterners//
Inferno flows externally scorch ya scrolls//
Mad max crow, shit on ya council, tear out their tonsils//
Denounce foes, battle 1 contestant a popped cherry rap hoe//
Fat joe weight on ya frame, voodoo spells on ya soul//
Chokeholds, and uzi spray holes in ya fabric, body cancelled//
Your javelin' i cracked in half, smashed ya nose open wittas gun handle//
Flow sample poison, brung the noise in ya area , ya eardrums exploded blooded the interior//
I'm superior your gettin' scared of the inferior, mc that stomped you ina cafeteria//
the media labeled you wack rap bacteria, your nearing the end//
When you and ya friends get ya faces hit with 3 shots from my magnum//
ill statik automatic
murda scene tragic
had it tek grab it
grip it hope it dont slipt it
pistol wipe it
if he got it gat peel it steal it
chrome to da dome make em feel it
pop pill keep mode chilly
battle zone on da really
get slaped silly
witta stank bank roll
plink beat witta blank plank and fuck u pussy whole
nah fuck dat its to hollow in old
i rather get my pimp hat lined wit gold
get on da block have ya pussy sold
cuz the only thing on it is mold
killin the mind body and soul
bout to get finga fucked and done cold
got ya girl on da pole
squeeze them titties and add some cereal use pussy as a bowl
u got a nice bowl of cereal
watch me get lyrical
taste them genetals
that shit got 8 essential vitamin and minerals
damage ya tanks hull
make poison go null
break backs horns on da bull
equipeded full
^^^ wut up battle wuz good u gonna drop a free style or what?
^^
The one here above you dropped though not one of your best is still not bad. And even if some other cats don't take your age of only 13 into consideration, I still always do. That's why I say definetly not bad for 13, plus you have come quite skillfull and much nicer on some of your other posts or verses as well. I've seen better than the above from you, but like I said still not bad, especially for 13 to say the least. That reminds me you got your own thread to check out. Will do.
:thumbup:
yeeeea yeaaaaa
fuck this frik nd frat set out traps for em rats gettin mutilated by em alley cats..
i grip- billy bats face the facts and we'll break your back..
gwap staks, extort new jacks..
freinds or doh money showing when we toss you out the window...
punchlines, punch out dimes, after punchin out after lunch time..
i pump guys, pump leave em deteriorized, witch craft with the gats how we make em rise..
battle 1 wirin money..
how he got the feds tailin my honeys..
bunnies for em play boys, chasing for a mans joy..
bang toys, bang hydros, bang drums rang realesin agner through your window..
fillin your face with lead when darkness hits the peephole..
peep shows, hidden cameras implanted by your wardrobe..
stir up camotions, making mooga like frappucino's
starbucks coffee beans be the way im consistently grinding..
body finding, after busy bodies drowning, summin like a potatoe gun how we silence the fun..
silence fiends with the marble tings, fuck with feds representing my own chargjeez...
louse come findin cheese, slights her beak, make her trick the team..
trickin teams, pullin cheese, and bubblin creamm..
iron chef that, molding riff raft..
back to the bing bang zoom..
wooze'd up rollin round parol 3 times round who..
charged up, wildin jus bustin through like the manz do..
raidin like raiders stiff arming you hard headers..
fumbling while i got something under my armpit..
military brandish, bush too how we put kids in wars they cant compete too..
ambush dudes in they moms su B cu later with em I O U..
bitches always wait up late for me..
like iwas santa clause on christmas eve..
i be beating fools..
with sticks nd drums to melt their drool..
church these assholejerks..
merk these annoyances like stains on your shits.
shirts get drenched in that dirt..
birds leave slaughter houses for em heards..
soundin like cows when im unloadin from the pound..
pitchin work from the mound..
strikin out opponents when it counts..
home runs daily when we roll up on these fogazees...
^^^^ u cud make that into a rap all's it needs is a hook
aiyo aiyo aiyo aiyo aiyo silver ringz
fuck it platinum bling
straight from sing sing
da rotating rim king
here to do his thing thing
jump on da mic like a fat nigga and a chicken wing
bell ring ding ding
battle mode on
the son of song
wit two guns drawn
in my palm
restin like they asleep
into ya hood i creep
i blast away and leave it vacant you backpakin geeks
heat missles seek
shun pussy dat reak
make shure none of ma albums leak
backed you up to the peak
now you fall off
cuz u got blasted by the sawed off
raw dawg get hard offed
get ya arm nawed off
gaurd u was caught off
jackin off she got off
got on iron palm
metal fist lyrical bliss
give da bitches da death kiss
and niggas a empty bottle of criss
to da head
i bring dread
and ressurect the dead
and kill off da feds
when i kill i create magnets to da meds
^^^^ one of the best of the best of your keystyles right there... was feelin that one...
doing a few things to keep my back
from fallin flat on the concrete stacks
wher eall the money being produce at
holdin new things daily
re-in up on clips nd tings bling making me crazy
stresses of life diving through hurricanes
lately my bubblin got everyone bubblin like dance hall tunes
fuck around get wet up like typhoons
excruciate the pains
start aiming with the grains
scratchin of names
implantin more chips from souless tips
schemin while my dick in your womens esophagus
piss with grips wettin up the corners
zippin up these flys buzzing
round by bizzy talking all times
on grinds gwap on my mind..
gotcha your mine..
sighted with the crime..
being ugly all times..
hop out feelin liek slime..
and snatch your behind..
lash out with snaconda binds..
slugs squeezin up your lungs like sniffin damn turpantine..
turbin how you lookin talkin shit mr big head..
or maybe mr potatoe how we arrange your face like theres no tomorrow..
borrowing keys to success..
and that means even you can get it..
rounds flipin through sequence when you hit your best..
Whoever said you could spit mustv'e meant flem//
Your raps sound like you got a mental problem//
But this isn't Jerry's kids, i'll give ya a helment for ya wig//
So when you hit the floor, ya head won't bust open more kid//
Suav3 the forgotten member of Immature, whose raps are pre-mature//
B4 you battle me better take a de-tour ya weak whore//
He speaks for wack mc's, see me get slapped in streets//
For rhymin' bitch-like, i got skirts to pass out for ya team//
To some u might see skilled, but battlin' me you'll be killed//
Like canned peaches ya soon to be chilled//
Body filled with more holes than bum clothes//
Ya flow will get poked, and smoked like newports//
I come up with new thoughts, while u gotta be taught//
Thinkin' ya hot your just under the sun alot//
You couldn't bust a shot if u were fuckin' alot//
Take u out like Biggie n' Pac, but a martyr your'e not//
Give you head full of knots, and i'm not kidding//
So pass the toiletpaper i'm done shittin'//
the whole mutha fuckin masta plans gone wrong
i drop bombs....stomp strong like godzilla threw Hong Kong
so much game my fans shakin pom-poms
yall dont want none....like a haggard hooker hole
ya styles so bitch its equipped with a stripper pole
i gotta sicker flow my reps juss as good as gold
so give me respect or ya next in the sleeper hold
my hearts grown cold....so i laugh at all opponents
ya lifes in the grip of my fist, you dont even own it
i trapem like like rodents clampin on necks till they exploded
Concept tha gods hand picked to be the chosen
talk totin...cause my language is lethal
your compared to me is the perfect example of "all men arent created equal"
my sheeth holds a steeple steady throwin hexes when wrekkin
tie you up from my truck to a pole then drive the other direction
learn some fuckin lessons and quit fuckin testin
cause the God can only hand out so many blessins for confessions
bury the murder weapon....stomp on all snakes walkin bare foot
gave madoosa a hair cut, im harder than the victims she stared up
you scared duck?...huntin seasons juss around the corner
gettin wet in a sec stealin bodis from the coroner
embalming fluid soaked fingers, good for smokin horrors
half yall cats half steppin like injured skate boarders!!!
^^^^ that got better as u go along.
man its killer
dreary old people in the line up and im fuckin stir crazy
made the doctor lose his patients before he birthed rosemarys baby
the ground rumbled as he fumbled so awkward it was crazy
baby shot out with horns and a full fanged mouth spitin rabies
ate the placenta and fried wifees eggs stoppin the whore from mating
the scene was like a snuff porn worthy of 100 x ratings
the doctors start debating.....they wanna put this kid down
cause its fathers pure evil and hes got his eyes and frown
three nines upside down as they held the child down
his eyes were bleeding as he grew a thorn crown
started moaning so unholy when he stared the priest down
pulled out his own heart then ate all 5 pounds
cursing in old tongues as his second voice growled
its mother died from the shock as he laughed stinkin foul
the doctors sliced with his scalpel knife and ripped the things bowels
spiders crawled out his stomach as it shit maggots and howled
i noticed as i glanced out the window two witches prowled
ready to adopt theyre concoction of demon and child
the floor opened up into a fuckin hell hole abyss
i juss noticed the dam nurse that was in the room had already slit a wrist
the hole spit fire and smelt like shit mixed with piss
an angel crawled out with broken wings and balled fists
"the dead goat with a man head" she said raped her innocence and this was her kid
her tongue shot out and licked the wounds clean of that nun
her crippled wings open up as she spoke of the sins shes done
then slit the babies thick leather throat open and hummed
praying for satan to take her back cause shes our sacrafise when numb
~~HeavyWieghtBeltHolder~~
Concepts on the path of the black sabbath
the gunz hidden under my matress come out and create sadness
imma rap catalyst leavin mc's sunken like battle ships
rabid fist flyin with fury to crack ya ribs
i laugh at kids that act like this cause yall phony as hollywood celebs
talk shit and take two to the head...my bullets rip flesh
battle THA GOD CONCEPT and ill steal the breath out ya chest
imma drunken mess dusted out with embalm laced in the cess
but i must confess....i deaded almost every mc on the corp
step up and i guess imma have to ice a few more
leave ya brain open like sores or red light distract doors
rhyme whore!!
STRICT-NINE swallowed when my ANGRY GLOCK burried hollow
tips in yall kids that like to talk shit
pistol whip to the lips when the god decides its on bitch
u tryna flood tis thread wit some ill shit go on break this shit open ill shit son!