ill respond to anyone/everyone down to spar, fuck the votes.. mufuckaz 4got where hiphop came from..lets BATTLE ppl get it ..
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ill respond to anyone/everyone down to spar, fuck the votes.. mufuckaz 4got where hiphop came from..lets BATTLE ppl get it ..
im down!
word word.. post sum'n up then
anyone else too... this aint for one on one, lets brawl, fuck everyone! ill get at you all! }:T
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ite lets brawl:) peaceQuote:
Originally Posted by ArcherPriest
call yourself archerpriest but youre shooting blanks
my squadron eliminate your team, roll over you like tanks
got you scared to death, doin the faggot dance like carlton banks,
archerpriest call the lord as your saviour
son regulate your behaviour
ill have you sitting in a wheelchair like charles xavier
i conquer all emcees, from east to west
you a girl with small breasts, infested with yeast and bad breath
yeea,, spic fight! switches flyin out everywhere -chit- -chit- -chit-
yo
intensly wicked, medleys cryptic
heavy fisted inflicted machete mischief
turn your flesh into messy confetti giblets
when i Whip you to death with a Chevy dipstick
bitches dont wanna push me like heavy infants
thinkin both of you pussies had best be distant
get'cha sold as assistants to russain perverts
meet the kidnap traffickin' dungeon worker
psychopathic lab rat witta bunsen burner
drugs 'n sugar'y taste for the blood 'n burger
you gon pray for the day that a gunman turn ya
chain ya leg hangin ten like ya fuck wit surfers
upside down til the pressure above'll burst ya
out'cha sockets, pop-eyes, when i toss spinnach
seasoned sword chopped innards with sauce in it
lick your plate til every last drop's finished
Stoning caps be my fashion, i Rock fitteds
domes be bashed in 'n flattened to soft liquids
ima fuck up ya teeth, have ya talk british
zip these fagets in bags like my crops, sniff it
sellin organs on black market's hot business
so my freezer stay packed with these raw dishes
these clowns playin preist be a walked scrimmage
who else down to compete? come'n drop, spit it
yall come clockin ya swings if your not bitches
cats get dropped in the ring when my paws lifted
^heavy as fuck! props
thx homie, keep em comin
c'mon... who else?
somebody sleep me
Just accept it, I'm the hottest in here/
Freestylin' and be wildin' like The Lox was in here/
Snatchin' chains, clappin' lames who act the hardest in here/
But I forgot, nobody got any heart up in here/
And all I see is dudes throwin' gang signs in the streets/
But niggas are Chris Bosh tryna run with the Heat/
When beef happens they don't know how to cook it/
Hesitate and well-done is how your insides be lookin'/
Now you just got served by the neighborhood chef/
The kid who did 2 bids with more flavor than Meth'/
The firstborn son of a nun who was hated to death/
Manipulated by his maker from his very first breath/
Wake up every day and wash up with no soap/
Player hate and end up in a pine box with no throat
(Had to cut it short started to lose my train of thought)
whatever yo
my throws too clever, 'n calculated
get'cha loaded on stretchers with bowels grenaded
cuz my thoughts be like lector's, foul with hatred
rake ya lips witta shredder, ya mouth is graded
big red F on the header for sounds of gayness
colon plug pounds blazin when stolen trucks
rollin up, out the bronco them colts'll buck
molten slugs, leave ya lifeless 'n cold to touch
you like how this golden glove, game goes?
yall aint boxers, but still you exchange blows
flame flows, burnin my foes like aids holes
fuck wit priest you be stuck-up like grave stones
put'cha guts on ya feet see my blades whoa
all yall fucks bound to see when i slang those
you jus a regular user who's name's known
but you changed it cuz you was afraid yo
to aborigional, spittin them lame quotes
who you really? ha, ya killin me, fucka
put'cha dome up on the ceilin peeled upward
you off the snare, like some hillbilly suppa
lethal weaponry, ya beefin with glover
like when you was three i sleep wit'cha mother
why you think them magnum sleeves in her covers?
heard the screams of ovaries bein ruptured
while you tried to sleep im deep in her gutter
" IS THERE NO ONE ELSE? "
https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/im...xgtVmqGgoVtwPI
im leavin foes chapped like winter lips
slappin ya appendix with ninja kicks
sparkin spliffs while lookin sharper then scalpel tips
suckin on the tits of a suffragist
errie sounds sreech from my esophogus
leave you stranded in the apcolapsye
which will take place in the miraculous metropolis
you have a nervous incorpeal adrenaline rush in the awaeking necropolis
hideous harmful stench leaks out of the sarcophagus
blinds you with poisonus mist
blood n guts is what you pissed
im makin my rhyme
takin my time
while shankin ya spine
im hatin each and every single one of your lines
i make your bestfriends chest bend
and send an intestin in one straight direction
im carrying more heat then mantle convection
smiff n wessusn
will rip ya for testin
no chance for second guessin
once im done with you will need facial reconstruction
you can no longer function
im nightly choppin noggins like the headless horseman
360 degree swordspin
at midnight keep your ribstight when sight turns to light
and my mic turns into a knife
inject direct into ya neck
and bissest whatevers left
born n raised in quebec
torn n grazed i never faded away because im here to collect all the best and blow out they chest
smack you across the face diagonally
frantically and ever so silently
step towards
you get swollen n warped by the stupendous speed of the swords
leave the corpse of archer priest on wu tang-corp rather then morgues
i force feed your organs
to hungry orphans in small portions
im nightly choppin noggins like the headless horseman
360 degree swordspin -- ha, like how that one came off
ay yo
rip ya mufuckin nuts off your inner legs
turn you into a bitch in this fit of rage
point 'n laugh at the lil bit of skin that hangs
once i flatten ya top like it's kid 'n plays
clean ya cap witta mop get'cha rinsed away
every rap that you've dropped in this bitch is gay
ima slash up ya chops with this kitchen blade
take a slab off your jaw like a fish fillet
your whole acts a fissaud 'n ya scripts is fake
ima take this kid out like my dinner date
give a fuck if it's fish or it's pig on plates
corny raps on the cob when you spits a page
Wine to priest i be smashin ya wig to grapes
aint no cats in the street gonna spin ya tapes
rather listen to screech while he's gettin raped
I hold the mic like a railroad spike
impail and explode on sight
and rhyme hype strictly at twillight
after you battle me you regret it in hindsight
im a morbid monogamus lobotomist wild type
remove ya scalp with slight swipe from a lead pipe
on a rooftop beat up batman
so bad he had to get a catscan
left him up againt the wall in the postion of a handstand
cuttin headz like the wu tang clan
phychotic chainsaw appendages
alcoholic brainstraw beverages
bombared with a numeral of bandages
lips blue simultaneously
as my fists grew
wrong side of the wrist hits you
your stature is left askew
no one will come to rescue
i guzzle mountain dews
and begin poundin ya crews
i walk through glass and various glues with no shoes
i never lose
crunch fools like cashews
smash dudes with cannon capsules
for the coup de grace
threw salmonlea food in ya face
under pressure you'll break..
cuz your more pussy than the hefner estate
you's a feather, my flows is lesnor in weight
theres No More Light, like uncle fester's remains
left inside, your mind's a plethra of pain
broken sprockets caught in levers 'n cranks
closed to God, i like my pleasures in vain
until the fires, wont surrender my gains
ill just close my eyes 'n weather the flames
seen more crimes than ninety veteran jakes
shiny piece beneath my leather 'n suede
snatch ya greens already measured 'n weighed
fuck with Priest ill make the desert ya grave
im only hopin i remembered the spade
cuz deep down, i dont remember my name
its long forgotten..
caranial vault is rotten
ima open ya scalp up 'n salt'cha noggin
ripped apart your apartments a swamp to walk in
cuz ya carpets been wetted like bongs was droppin
like some oxen was stompin across ya conscience
ima target ya head split along the top end
then ill scatter ya carcass across lawn 'n
get'cha eatin by birds when i call the swans in
im that old school gangsta that rock tha thompson
charles bronson, mechanic of molten hotness
Method Man, he is ill
Method Man, out for the kill
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
He likes eating lots of ham
He likes jumping in the sand
Sniff a gram, with the method man
......
i watch ghostbusters
with my toast covered with smuckers,
greet the sinister schemed trucker,
who squish motherfuckers like fruit gushers
Quote:
Originally Posted by big baby jesus 666
just tell me straight duke, did u take an extreamly bad tripp on meth and completely lose ya self sumwhere along the line literally.....
hahahaQuote:
Originally Posted by Eversick666
yea man, that piece of shit's a wack job
couldnt Spit Sharp shatterin Glass Jaws
fuck his piss poor satalite fast talk
nigga'z more fulla shit than a bad clog
mufuckaz a gas, rip his mask off
gotta laugh how he really is THAT fraud
half-retarded dude's Down, like blackhawk
so he's hangin behind us like back drops
priest, the lamb's god, communist warlord..
Cottonmouth tongue, flickin a forked sword
twistin hydro, chillin like morgue drawers
im your fly quote villianous horror source
waterboard pour torture from warm quarts
fuck ya like porn whores in divorce courts
i slap the crap out of anybody wack in my path
feel the agony when i conjure up my monster wrath
steppin to me lyrically is like donating to a bloodbath
im taking numbers so you do the math
i stand covered with mud when i laugh
taut with the direction of my bostaff
flow so flast that i cant be out matched
im patched and mutilated benath the mask
collecting the decaiptated oppostions scalps is my task
inglorious basterds
living luxoris with our skills mastered and conqured
not sponsered but still kick a vigorus concert
grip the mic so tight my palm hurt
hit you with my barefist on the chairlift
gratuitous glare as i cease to exisit morph into the morbid mist
smoke looseblunts with my dog in the fog
envoke goosebumps when i give a zizag nod
sip juice in jubilant suits with a mongoose gone loose fuck a fraud
obtuse punks are flawed like everyones interpretation of god
lyrics revved up and chainsawed your a hole squad
yall had enough!?
this grimy Sneak Step
grindin my cletes in ya neck
the sly, cheatin, high chief in the trench
peep in the lens, snipe ya clean from the nest
one shot from Priest ya fuckin fleece be a mess
no retreat or Defense, 23 on the Bench..
the Judge hang ya, desert skuds is aimed up
at fake fucks, Liquids is flame struck
brain's plugged, painting his cave in grey crust
laid him out like a Straight Flush
Spades, clubs, ill make sure that'cha grave's Dug
escape clutch, under some clouds of haze puffed..
yo, i seen bloodshed as the slugs sped
another cocaine, drug death
soaked celing, apartments run red
thru to'ya neighbor's carpets, flood sets
spit this cartridge to one's head, nuff said..
visual, portraits of mourning, horror stories
dirty four storage horde under floor boarding
chill with sorcerous bitches n force whoring
or we bury their corpses before morning
forwarn em, we dirty as court wardens
aint important no more when ya post mordem
so quit postin them snores, ya reports borin'
i aint seen an mc that was more corny
givn props to me
once my lyrics have risen
its like forgivn a serial killer once he is in prison
try your hardest to invison a kitchen
with no knives
where have they all gone yell the wives!
i give them high fives then stab em in the thighs
toss beehives into there eyes
in a cypher if i dont verbaly kill ya i will instill ya windpipe
with the symbol of the 3rd reich
that way for the rest of your life
you will be ducking every race including the white
and thats your own type
you miniature like ribosomes
i am mature so my mic is ripe and ill dig ya homes
and leave ya buried in stones
the pressure builds up until out pop your bones
my voice tone
reduces all other sounds like noise cancelling headphones
ill shred anybody whos well known
and ill never atone for spittin on the throne
hittin em till they dome get thrown the distance of rome
im homegrown from the hellmouth of the twillight zone
thanks to the spell that helped me sprout out to highlight the spit pits like cologne
is this over?
serious, whos this punk?
clueless dunce, what? you aint been booo'd enough?!
man liquid, you useless fuck, tie up nooses to moving trucks
ima drag you thru roots n such while my crew hit up booze n blunts
stupid shmuck, you coulnt rock a mic tight in medusa's cunt
man, you just havent proven much, ill stick you up like a fence
im like campin trips with ya bitch, kid, Too fuckin Intense
you aint touchin my stremph, lyrically, your nothing at best
like lazerous, ill spiriually lift you up from your rest
to a labryith where fags like david bowie fuck you to death!
goblin king wit'da hottest speech, homie, you owe me respect
the pope is holy ellect, loathing, im stoning to death
mufuckas that owe me rent ya dome get broke in a sec!
Hahaha wrote this the other day and it wouldn't let me post it cus of wack forum conditions or some shit lol ehhem
You're a burden, a noob
I cant believe i wasted my time reading that fuckin dum shit
Im kill whoever the fucks been nursing this dude
just close the curtain ya through
You're fuckin wack!
There's no other wording to use
and I heard while you been lurking the tubes
your girls been squirting her juice
Okay i wont lie, for certain we spooned on your furniture too
after a few bourbons the nervousness fused
she got face fucked so hard she like its hurting to chew
and I'm sorry to break it to ya
Your bitch always first to be nude
I know cus my dicks been nurtured a few times in the curves of her boobs
I hate you stupid motherfucker
this nerd with no clue easily worsens a mood
wackcees like you I've an urge to remove
whoever birthed you needs a sermon on ttuth
Someone should've kicked your mother firm in the womb
You're not a person you stooge
you don't deserve to hear a verse or even purchase the wu
when your not looking I'll burst in the room
hock in your burger and burp in your food
I know cursing is rude
but I can see these words on the news:
man dies from verbal abuse
Archerpriest im referring to you
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