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yo yo wats really good Wu Corp
this ya boy TUCO a.k.a. The Difference restarting the good ol classic DOJO, u know how this shit goes yo
jus drop by with an ill verse an practice ur art an watever u know...jus shoot the breeze here an make friends yo...jus like the good ol DOJO days u know
peace
alright i'll start it off
Blow out spot's and break mc's on the dot
to come at me with agression, kid I think not
my heavy hand's rain pain on you're game
fuck you're name up twice, to make sure you're not the same
you cat's talk bout this and that
how you kill mic's, and pop this and smack
but a counter reactment, with my verbal attachment
will leave you in plastic, shit man, yo that's sick
I swing shinoby sword's, blood bath's like Kill Bill
the future like stallon, demolition man, Murder death kill
Silencer weaponry, a silent scream in the dark
spark up the dart, ripin these MC's apart
got more moves than that muthafucka dawyne wade
emcees like roaches thats y they call me raid
they way i exterminte, unleash poison like rattlesnake
drop emcees who try to fuck up names....
twice
guees what nigga, i fucked ur dame...
twice
yea son, im twice nice
u dun tryed to fuck with my name but ur bitch got it right
and she still tryin to grab it, i made her my habit
kill bill nigga? i aint even tryn to have it
cause when u were watchin movies
i was droppin your bitch roophies
they way i came on her face i was makin abstract art
the bitch gimme brains and she aint even smart
but i still got more slurpie than the kwikie mart
IS that it?, bitch you tryna battle me?,
the hardest line you just spit didn't even rattle me.
yeah son, you twice nice?, man where you goto college?
I figgure you a high school drop out,
figgure's why you can't do the knowlege.
Battle section is 1 down, but you tryin to spit a early line,
I skipped half that shit you wrote,
cause 1st lesson is connecting your punch rhyme's,
let me show you how break line's.
you waste of time motherfucker, now let me get mine.
Off this cocksucker, and back on the flow,
like I said before, you put in work before you blow.
you can have more slurp shit then a kwikie mart,
but keep the kiddy shit to your own,
stop dis-respecting this art.
4 years now I been 8 on this plate, double the half, a quarter of the whole, leaves one mind one body,and no soul… watch the robes unravel, cold as stone, how far light travels as history unfolds, make it easy like watchin a toad cross the road, up on a monitor, where life holds no doors, closes the windows and yells at you for not finishin the chores, im all in, blunt whiskey and a grin, my altruism always benefits my next of kin, if not I then we shall win, like sunny days follow cold winds and punishment follow sins, prism of life split lengths of waves like emancipation of slaves, the truth is revealed but truth remains sealed…
these dudes are soft on rude rhymes
like patsy cline, i'm spittin a nasty line
times ten, you'll have to climb in
this monster truck of rhymin while you all denyin
when in the closet you cryin,
i'm on point with beats, fillin joints seat to seat
and the money i reap, won't go to no orphan seeds
they go in my bank, cause I gotta put gas in my tank
i gotta put class in my rank, cause the jacket i wear
has got it shoulders all blank, but all get my stripes just wait
i push CDs on time, while your tapes are late
I use my dough as dyme bate, while you inflate dolls to masturbate
i flow at a faster rate, that's while you rappers hate
My Young Wu-tang Fantasies/of Bar Non-sober Foes/tell Little Girl With The Big Mouth My Sperm Bank Is Close/I'M AS DEADLY AND PRETTY AS A ROSE/SO WATCH FOR THE THORN/NASTY LIKE PORN
What these whack cats lookin' like messin' with X-T
So pussy there's a cervix where their tonsils should be
And the cherry's already been popped
I know these cats are gettin' fucked off the top
Grand design, couldn't redefine my lines with lyrical dictionaries
Xtadas the baddest, spherical visionary
Cuz I got 360-degree vision, set you up on any rhyme you spittin'
Hittin' with precision, yellin' for TUCO to GET 'EM!
Fuckers, I'm back, how you cowards want ya cap knocked back?
Ballhandling timetables, check how I maneuver the facts...
hahaha
the legendary X-man!!!!!!
damn son! been like......centuries since i last seen ya kidd
great to have u back, no doubt
peace
Disfunctional Visonairy, I see life in a fucked up state
I rhyme to relate to my past self, in a past date.
Smoke the sess, just to keep a sane mentality,
but when reality steps to talk to me, I react heavy graphicly.
dramaticly, I rain pain, no claim to fake it,
legitly I take it, if it wasn't real I would break it.
Grasp the task, on the high road, tale's to unfold,
reload the chamber, road block, sudden danger,
nightime victim just another stranger.
My mind chose to relate, alot of weight on the plate,
Im pressed with a task that can shift my fate.
scenes of cellophane dreams are attained,
walking the wasteland brains are deranged,
counter culture vultures eat rotten meat,
selling bullshit lies on the streets just to eat,
the meak never seen the flames flaring,
visions of the devilish government glaring,
our youth are dressed in fatigues and boots,
killing undiscrimintely like Star Wars Storm Troopers the evil root
Call me the knight rider cuz you cant stop my drive,
while you David Hasselhoff's try and Pimp my ride,
I'm the unknown ingredient that seaps into minds,
causing thoughts to blossom flowering revolutionary times,
while most sit with beasts flirting with devils,
I bounce like Bass and hit high like Treble,
while you workaholics stay stuck witrh stagnant thoughts,
I rewrite this constitution written by mason's in cloth,
this democracy is lost powered like a republic,
our taxes they smudge it using our money to covet,
mutha fuckas just love it cuz it passed over like a pigeon,
while you hold on to ya faith they kill with religion!!
back in effect, we smashin up these fags on the set
and perplex mental acroments of kids that dont respect
my sect, old school 5 elements and dynasty
killin shit, poisonous pen stroke caligraphy
a dart symphony majestic, dent shit when flexin
you cant prevent it, we sent hits dementin
abominable flows, renagades in the abode
bring it back with dna of the origins omega codes
alpha to omega politics is just layers,
small minded fellas doing big business favors,
for a highprice but they call contribution,
but these stone age bastards dont know what they're doing,
they rather tip the mercury and set the thermostat,
boiling the masses brains cuz we have nothing left,
they take away schools but they continue to build jails,
as these politcal fat cats get as big as sperm whales,
we continue a 9 to 5 digesting poisons we inhale,
as the ship of humanity has takern fucken sail,
only to hit a fucking Iceberg,
as the government claps we die like fucking birds....
shed off the skin cause the vets return tonite
cats argue and fight only to mask massive fright
shine the light like a Christian interested in Jesus' wishes
fishes and wine the sacred dish ~ forbidden lyrics
what is this? a contest or final exam test?
DIPSET homeboy, where only the best lay in headrests
fuck a vest, fuck a gun, fuck a sword, fuck a dart
before u get smart i need u to talk on the first part
who, what, where, when, why, and tell me how
she got outta the shower, then out the rotiserrie aisle
made love to a pedophile deep inside the files
FBI's most wanted on house arrest awaiting trial
she got a taste of many baby victims from past
had a blast from his shaft ~ at long last he dashed
quicker than the feds catching OJ speeding
in a white truck after slaying white folks ~ believe me
peace
ben spok3n and ronin spit lines to the awoken,
contortin faces of devils dwelling in their boredom,
we shine like flares used in firefights at war,
spotting the atrocities the media ignores,
the heat of the Sun powers our plight,
we take to wings like predators at flight,
and shower with jewels in your mind we will fight,
to uncover the brain this society has washed,
like clorox bleach our questions have been lost,
so stop playing opossum and use ya intelligence,
cuz what these media corporations say is irrelevent,
they're just using that fiddle to play with our thoughts,
as we follow the leader at any fucken cost!!!!!
weaponry darts expose the arts
cut e'm wit ideally sharp darts/
hit there mark caveman bite a GEICO line
wreck ship grip furtilize tits wit immaculate skin/
positioning power structure are u listening?
when i'm on the mic critiquing thoughts u bought of EBAY/
can't say it won't cost you a brain cell to rhyme wit me
lyrically i'm the President and u a Cabient member wanting more power/
watch you fall like Iffal tower my hords gather in silence
comannding in brillance imersed in military literature/
lyrically you don't get the picasso picture
leonardo DeVinci I spit fluently never whispering a sound/
got the darth vader temptation erasing these fakes
from exsistence like deleted magnetic cassette tapes/
'81 born knowledge collegic assoicated thought process
connected introspective and forgotten like THE LOCKNESS MONSTER/
Techwon is who i sponser weaponry so tragic
it's my own man in the mirror/
wishing he hadn't appeared gotten fear like Peter Parker
when Uncle Ben told e'm "With Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility"/
wishing is thinking without futility empthizing rhymes
you recognize deguised as INK in yo PEN/
get cha head straighten taken violently your mind
atmosphere is shaken like "Seven Strangers"/
i'm in danger cuz they puck me 2 be on "The Real World"
sike my mic is on the fritz like a teach wishing he didn't/
quick to "Dismiss" u like MTV's dating show "Dismissed"
now they're asking "Who's Next" on there show called "Next"/
I vexed when bitches don't take when talked too
so i speak in tongue they can only hear "there's bitch in yo ear"/
driven getting to the 5th gear hit cha one more time
without switching it like Will Smith & Brittney Spears/
riddle me this-a villanous chic-grippin plus fulfillin tha script
ripped-due to tha killin this fifth-split vision led to ego trips
leave cliques gypped like slow kids missin tha brain flow
ma spits is vicious yet thorough-hittin agencies n greater bureaus
debatin me is like facin blows from tyson straight to ya dome
may imitate yet you cant clone-sweatin my place on tha throne
Shifter, pass the blade ~ Bigben, pass me that bone
time to show these baby dudes why grown men take the throne
slap em off, matter 'fact, slap a kuffie in the process
this lyrical contest contains waves that leave u perm pressed
is that ya best? if so then i hope u brought a raincoat
cause my heads spinnin' and ima take it out on the next boat
all set sails, its a windy night in Miami
see the lights flashing by the Arena, too bad ur trashy
now go ahead punk and recite ur latest notes
theres was 3 of us but i subtracted 2, plus the host
keep going, keep going, ima just dump off the bodies
shoot the heads off with shotguns since i love killing parties
now now little Bobby, since ur done, here's ur review
BOOM! went the weapon ~ now stands Bobby in Belleview
peace
Yo, who needs tracks i got what ya'll need
Beats, ryhmes whatever it takes to succeed
But people don't wanna act right
I blow them outta they past life
I smash my opponents,crush them into smaller components
Then feed my energy off thier largest exponents.....
this peace burns like hotcakes/ crushed grapes in boxed creats/ thier is no getting out trapped sufficate these hip hop fakes/ back at it after 8 monthes the 100pr00f that proof roll mad phat like straight blunts/ so brace ur neck cuz im aready cracking fack cunts//
inject junk venomes style choose ur posion // snake bites evaperate life like abortion//
crush u insects with a spray from the man they call orken//
someone sticky the DOJO
peace
yea need to sticky a couple of things
peace
lyrically nuts as fitting 2 trucks in a booticall like blunts.
im fast slumming fucking eardrum/
kill you like a slow rocket/ leaving a lot a drugs and fuck you's/
my schoolz look like a boat/ thats like big as 12 monkeys mid east customs
bruise ya ankle with some sports slang/
now I gotta face your battleman/imma mess kick your ass with straight positive raps/
mouth to mouth pleasure like the pimps wanna enter/
the dojo sweat em/ teckniques wet em now let the elefants attack /
let my psyc put the teck back 'n givve crack for that bust more save sex in the 6-flags/
killzone Jan dressed black.
heaven sent bodies spent like my pockets full of lint,
a mothers imprint as her child is ripped sparked like flint,
applied pressure from those indentured in this government,
supplied with wonderment as stomachs keep grumbling,
as turtles and tortoises slow thoughts til stuck like rigamortis,
I hear the torment man woman and child are being ignored when,
this republic is blowing up countries in the morning exposions roaring,
bottom of the day or top of the morning the youth are storming,
pouring out the cerebral thoughts with glocks and time clocks its warring,
drilled the youths brains like coring while implanting impulsive snoring,
awake yet asleep this life is boredom so grab a gun and get going...
the calvery is set to march forth armed wit shealds and swords/ armerd from head to toe as the first compeny flow on horse//....clashing armies arows fly high as i pull my sword from this corps// no guns in this battle every thing here is physical// mud stuck to the bottem of our 10 pound shoes the battlefeild was misserable// nonlivable level out most of the enemy is crittical//genarels killd as nights roam free from fight/////the war is over 100,000 dead on the hill top fuck life// the cage is closed as u were handed a shied and a knife// ur duty is to carry on the mission and show these men the light//
Quick Lines Shadowbox Myne Rattle Off Like Gattling Guns Just For Fun My Marshal Art Is Rapping But Not The Mathers Style Id Rather Die Than Smile At A Direct Disrespect Like You Weaklings Do To Save Your Breath I'd Ace The Test In Any Battle And Flip It Against The Giver I Wont Recieve The Negativity You Deliver For The Sake Of Being Chipper Instead The Chip On My Shoulder Gets Bigger And As I Get Older The More Deadly My Ryme Is Getting
Colder artic snow blower I shower ya earth with meteor boulders cover the earth in mad explosions corrosion the Lava is flowing from the Mantel I've opened erosion and flash floods I'm covering families in buckets of blood I rinse my cup and fill it up stomp on mutha fuckas that tip my cup on point my reflexes hit in 1 10th of a second grappling the wenches shoving'em face down ass up now its time to face mound pound pound on the solid ground bitches scream and yelp my stamina makes 'em melt pelted with hail rain snow and sleet I wake mutha fuckas up and put them to sleep like an arachnid I creep up walls in the darkness while you fuckas just tweek!!!!
dig ditches and plug bitches with bullets so gifted
stay strong with heavy arms and I blast and leave niggas demented
how can you step to a nigga with knowledge so real it's,
hard to describe whether i'm flesh or a spector, prick so listen
do this shit for comedy, not for you geek critics
remember the kid 16, sparkin niggas whenever, leavin many victims
so nice, so what's the price, kill niggas a puit em on chill, so fresh like liquid ice
it's liquid, it's ice, it's the forgotten sun spitttin lyrics ever so nice
when the heat surface i'm come through bustin, ya crew runnin like jerry rice
tryin to retire but you keep forgettin that you like the fight
didn't u used to be a warrior in the game, sold ya sould for fame?
now u wanna turn pop cause the ya home block forgot ya name?
stand on the stoop and be pissed while I fuck and dissmiss ya dame
the same game told is to be sold to whomever has a style so old
k16 is god with the mic, text and when he shit he still nice
the kid with endless banners and collabs is back to blaze this text bullshit
i treat it as exersize, so call me a geek for the way that i type with my figertips
get a life outside the I-net, let's see if you clowns can really rip hard shit
you not a vet, just quick to forget, style like mine is untouchable like Ghandi in his prime
what up corp
hope ya'll ain't forgot bout me
freestyle "text" shit is easy
one
what up kell i remember ya...u got some nice rhymes is what i remember ....
what up fam
It fitted perfect in ma selection
36 styles of perfection
I’m throwin’ darts, cover yo brain, as they enter the section
Don’t hesitate seconds,
My power is like a Tsunami-disaster
Cuz I Self Lord And Master
Like a indian in the dark, keep going faster,
Lines ready to make the brain spark,
Transformin’ like Kent Clark, into Superman, who I am,
When I hear the dogs bark,
MC’s collapsed like the 2 towers,
Scattered style like flowers,
Enter ma mental chamber, you cowards
Complicated phrase, exploded into space
Turnin’ ya in a stone-face, by lookin’ at Medusa’s eyes
By the evil embraced
Backwards speaking, while tellin’ lies
From Zion to Babylon, you turned sides
Stronger forces then the water tides
The ledge has to be known
Like water keeps flowin’
My inner seven, you better take yo actions up to eleven
I keep blowin’, while muthafuckin’ P E A C E showin’!!!
Im like a shot....
Cause when I ring out, I leave you twisted,
verbaly gifted,
you dont really want to fuck with this kid
I'll leave you a mess, that no one's gunna clean up
grab your team up,
cause we still gunna fuck the whole scene up
Bacardi and coke, so my team get's stupid on trigger
pull out the digger, we gon' get real nice on this figgure
My team play's for keep's
Full house, Kill's you're pair
you'll wonder where you're getting dragged off too....
under there
90 ft sleep with the fish's
I leave you best wish's, and a message
I must confess this, Im sick, similair to Big Ben
when I see you mother fucker's in hell..
im'a kill you again.
Im fat singing little secrets/ blowing trees with a midget
straight lifting bigger thinger
peace figures I trip like odyssius so much bling on the team
one fox for every ring n my wrist talk breezey
the punshes K. reevey the really dillie friendly and so green
keep that shit between the pimps and me
like ya sister, the system or I go back hitting on bridget
strip her at a weedspot a free shot
bust n reloader Joe beatifull the castle builder
cruise sted fitted roller
the style i bring is far from east coast beat u weak free throws// got u comming out of the closet at water gate so now we can call u DEEP THROAT// fast getaways on speed boats//shit u can call me nixon couse i currupt this dojo system// reach fast the gun on ur side is missen//
complet the mission blind folded vision// steel figer tips got ur neck twisting into the tek position// plow break ya mind body and style into cription crip walk fake thug addiction blow u apart//u fake revel ya self like FBI agent W. Mark // mark it in the histery books u get deep like mr throat so stand gard//im a piece of that blood clot in yea artire going strat to ya hart//
verbals twist em like a gangsters pistol
I grow an angry pistol
minds like kil kil kil aiming for your wistle
wishing on a last station my bitch stay with me
night training I let the silver rain
for the big wolves with red shades
you move not slightly tai chi
I fuck in degrees n no strainger to danger
sick as childsplay that do a samorai slay
ditch you on my friday
got plans made a speak eazy
peep sin city bulletproof my skin be
up in this artical of rap blow u back at it wit grain in sacks/ neck attacks viken axe leving ya skull partily attatched// clog ya artiery with fat saterated blades crack looking like a pumken dissasta// sway back and forth attack when i lunge forth like the drunken masta// im a taod covered in iron skin deadly venom //burn ya body open steadaly expose ya inside of ya brain and to hell is were we send em
aim high but never look below
my flow expose clone anakin/
ramifiaction impatient weaponry waiting
mystical crafts dashing til the wind ain't lasting/
mastering style collegic to artistic when I rip
poetically niggaz don't feel the drill/
killing documenting while studying the shadows
acting commander closing the books on this dojo/
reopen doper than ropes chain choking hoping hell is
smoking material like veneral diaseses/
i reason wit pasters master palns escaping on routes
saving foods and making journalistic enteries/
it's a minstery wild wit chemistry
all empathic wit life liquid/
sick wit the flavor i blaze it
amazingly quick wit prolific gifts/
opperating action taking breaking
more heads got lead wit rubber grip/
smith-n-wesson testing besting any like
Antonio Banderas in "Once Upon Time In Mexico"/
so don't test the Technographics matching my targeting
weaponry locked and loaded like Nukes shit ain't a fluke/
so i'm back to the future like Doc Brown and Marty McFly
get high wit my brothers in corridors calling e'm project hallways n stairways/
niggas wonder why the style split niggas rhymes so basic
i don't live for text shit so you pricks don't get it mistaken
i'm still spittin 16's, split spleens and shake dreams quickly like crack feinds
remember the kid freestylin like i had the runs, and this is my DMC thing
you bitch made, i'm quick with the pen and a 12 gauge
so remember the threat to ya chest the next time you decide to get brave
you been afraid, you homo niggas need to remember my name
imprint it into ya brain, and copy it until you go insane
infecting ya brain, the king of bull shit text has invaded the mainframe
this art it mine, no thoughts of yours are needed to comply, certify my rhymes
i spit so quick, you wanna delete this shit, i deplete you pricks
many niggas and they fam can't believe this shit
niggas go from hype to sad and blue like a crypt, the dead kind
you steady sayin ya hits is better that my shit, so why you fear mine?
i'll tell you why. ya eyes never seem the carnation of a rap feind
i put a dark spot in ya white tee like you just had a wet dream
Killing a lord with my red shaolin sword/
got the same speed of a ford,so gimme some gold/
i will still kill as the G.A.L./
hell of many wiggaz,be careful,foul/
cool in the hood,spittin'like a bulletproof/
Punchin'every crew with a blast,and proof/
Blood of enemy,deadly as an anemy/
no remedy for this,is quick and very deep/
The Automatic FREEK,destroy this fuckin'track/
Black soul wigga with an hand on his neck/
protect yoself',this g's comin'back/
shottin'like a Mac,with bullets of rap/