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you won't like me when i'm angry,
i lay your motherfuckin ass down,
infectin emcees with dengue,
as u can see,
i ain't friendly,
don't tempt me,
to rip your skin out and let your friends see,
this is drastic,
unravelling truth to the masses,
i melt you like plastic,
act cool to get your ass kicked,
and then you could get blasted,
and you landed,
dierctly in your casket,
casket closer, blackest ratchet hatchet posers (*chop*)Quote:
Originally Posted by KillaThieve
yak and soda, fuck rocks, my cracks is boulders
ya slang pebbles, I bang metal, rip thru ya back and shoulder
the crash is over, now im back to rappin vulgar
smack in folders, my pen inject horse into paper
forcin the fakers to change course to Jamaica
like the Source you a hater, my force levitate ya
intoh a ditch ya whore, spit oh-to-six before-
you grab ya fuckin nina, I'm like a Porsche bustin heaters
smack ya mamacita cross the face wit my Pina-
Colada, while my Armada'll bomb y'all casa
now who wanna double cross the Shrap, smack ya fit-
ted cap off, then ya head, now you inanimate
send ya dead body where cats'll make a snack of it
now that's a beautiful way to go, so immaculate
my flow get matches lit... even if somebody ashed the shit
FIYAAA
copy not sloppy slop the mop shuck it the bucket get the coupe and swoop like eables snopopy the beagle cool like joe the don now john doe the low to rise like temps melt snow it blow like coal the cold get no gifts for fold in hands come full like p;lan it out to last letter for better fester to chester cat cheshshire the laughter smile so disappear as in reap fear vanish like cancer remit the mission wish end in dish for spoon the laddle from your cradle like best sim lack you yak from stimpy not the stump to thump get jump like punks who junk the trunk thinking funk is the gunk i wedge ledfge and cut edge get more pez then the prez has feds or fedora a boar a bore for pigs snore in sty not style me pile clean do the laundry like chauncy a class mate back to lamb baste bastiuons like a legion going after the legend that's be head in.
off space like grace the gravity encase zero the hero who try to and be placebo the blow like a slow throw the effect suspend what's left of animate mate the fate invested like stake inh deeds weed out the seed bad like rad the icile was fickle against the eddie brickle what i am is grand the man who stand like bands that aid the raid black flag spray the way to clear the white wavers like a favor por favor the moor the store house the core like bore take the lore like lure catch fish sure you manure feces the pieces be recces extra turet blah go ah the terest trtial was bile against thev up flow from nile smile the day visist davis like avis rent can't drive for thrive as divide from within go spinthe wind to begin the end no mean just demean the meant now spent from spun the barrel still run like wheels when pin needles on the feeble the weak who wobble yeah you the grovel gravel knuckles drag like some sag sack the cloth not bought goiven like a phoenix risen on wisdom wings like a cat walks through prison towering over those guards playing center to card the circunference replent the niche i feast they beast from burden the word in wise edge be despise their ledge crumbling like fumbling fingers get sticky with ringer dead on own uhm done
Gun In Ya' Mouth Rap step and pass dat mic!
Wait til' you see me in life,
you'll probably laugh at my scrawny ass an b like Yeah Right!
Yeah! right thru ya' marblless crainum goes my Spike!
Only god knows who's leave this site tonight, wit the feeling of Victory!
See tha 2 W's! If not I carve em' in you! Punk ass Posing Prototype poptart!
Glock art miraclous I spit disasterous, disecting Mcz brutaly,
I chop out ya' heart and smash the shit! wit' my phat black bootz!
In my camoflauge suit, slappin' the wack outa new recruitz!
Axe carvingz in the center of ya' chest, Death Invetor Az as in the best,
Bitch b gone spray ya' face and throw a moztel tov cocktail!
I freestyle crew memborz, home boyz, fake mcz, 2 wannabez & gangsta g'z,
Still every battle I walk out holding these, nuts which I used to bust on ya' sis
Ignorant bliss baby on a crucifix, who's a bitch, you's a bitch,
Back up wit' ya gay swisha house and listen 2 Wu's shit!
If not! I'm cut off ya' fuckin cock!
Stickin it down ya throat like in Dead Presidentz,
I'm wack, datz what u thought, see me off da mic, I clean up da evidence,
with a Jack tha Ripper knife handle hear these gothic testaments!
Or else I'll jump roap wit' ya Insestinez like the Toxic avenger!
Melt ya' face off like in the rock and ask do you still think I'm a pretender?
Shut tha fuck up! I don't care what you think!
You can be the Prince and King himslef, and I still flow like a shank!
Thank god i'm on your side and not that faggot eminem, who's too feminem,
Like your mainstream young jeezy cornball ass fuck face,
Yeah I'd get the shit beat out of me If they heard what I was sayn',
You think I give a shit, see me on the ground smilen' bitch i'm still sprayn'!
You can't keep a Dead God down! This Wu 4 life!
You know who comez thru like Dirty and Poetic, Still reppin da clan 4 life!
Bitch I Gut You 2 Ol' Dirtyz Stomp!!!!
i got anarexic people eating my truth
so much that they turn bulimic eating my food
that i lay out on the ground like mice traps
embarrasing raps destroy the comp
aiming at ya neck, protect ya neck
ya flows crap, my flow wrecks ya best
don't worry, shh, its all good
call me a faker but compared too you bitch i'm all hood
i'm so hott hott 97 cold to me
i rock chains that make the cold the breeze
say i'm the sickest rapper around
you just out the mouth crapping clown
i juss keep it real, in fact, realer then real
pop off at the mouth get killed like an obese
slow n steady cold n breezey i'm cold when i eat
so so fresh n clean, i scrape ya jeans
bugs waiting in ya coffin
i heard theres thugs waiting to pop off, in
ya city how many times leta kid know
i should know i go to school in hartford yo
clone the chrome that mics the phone blasting the dome like away from home nowdrone like a phoney the baloney makes for stoneyu ridge like shot down pigs trying to fly fry then die the fire do rise to skt the heights to high to see the belief to be me the w-h-o- else the one standing atop the belt driven turn style the wild be guile like guild can;'t build on skills bent up from no will just coward from power to shower like comet or cometh the runneth like rebel for cup is the dixie crux like friction bring diction to those with fiction trying science like reliance unreliable the relying bull with again lying to pull can't push the mush the mosh be posh like gosh it's us with cost the credits to squash
Sleepy Hallow shoot out, Condomz wrapped around corpses,
Cutting up the evidence I'm possessed by demonic forces,
Flying with suicide, get treated like a bitch wit her tubez tied,
Come play with the dead man, from my grave gunnin' for mcz, dudez died,
Heavy Medal masicist, bitch you might not last at this,
I'm glad you hate this, holding them by there headz say hello 2 mr. Sadist,
Necrofialic, Techno killa rap, ramblen' on the mic like dat, could lead to gatz,
My axe dropz from the roof, Pretty Pistal Pop off,
Walkin' thru hell I stand bullett proof, clucthin' a sawd off,
I smoke on that shit that even made god cough!
oddz lost foo you don't stand a chance,
Slam ya' head thru a brick wall and demand a rematch outisde the dance,
Dungoun Chamber chants, Contagious I'm fuck'n outragous,
Cold cut carnage catastrophy,
I leave trails of shells and cigarrette butts after me....
i split ya back in half, get ya ribs re mapped,
exorcists style nigga get ya wig turned back/
hot dartz off the meter, u only can see em,
u cant see the kid i know u wanna be em'/
fuckin with me is crazy nigga , no triggers,
i bust back lyrics, which ends you makin me a killah/
thats it lol
break tracks like henry that john of the century with hammer for the piunding rounding as i'm sound in off mode to forgo the soft episode these others don't embargo like useless cargo they tarry like a quarry for rocks to pound the screws they lose upon reviews where i'm the dude with the tube for feeding no misbelieving it comes like breathing the kneeding of the dough like the rolling to a show with vbiscuits in tow and cookies for the in know thiws be the sow not sow as in those who pig on the grow to kill out the pasture like a castor gater crasher be matter of factor the weigh in reactor blows the scales like the storm from hell when bend to rend the backs of those not god send
aim fame like the hot flame to burn money like funny honey ply more than crash dummies on test of life it's rite like pass age to suffice the years like unwelcome tears of death the fears no due for rest like peace in piece of lot this world a pot near top like akin a bubble rising to not crumble as cookies make monsters man stars planters stars that moons swoon over to cover like mother lovers the shot direct spot of bull the eye start the pull of hair split seven tens with single pair on spin back spin pair single that twice doubles stakes high like lakes its erie fear soperior for messy began slippy on slope no rope to knit wits strike candles like wicks on dim bricks still shooting ticks to off the on not id
im dumb smart, this high soulja but one part
and the fun starts when my lyrical gun sparks
my mind asunder cuz i shun heartz,
cuz my heart can only take some marks
then i gotta jump start my dartz
that leave the hardest m.c a ton scarred
see me i advise ya ta run hard
cuz...
my gun bust n penetraten it only take..
one nut ta fully eradicate..
no matta if it'z a tad-bit-late, kill ya if ya ran-wit-jake..
cuz if ya tryn ta be a man-get-ate..
still wondering how many grandz-till-shapes..
are accutally able ta fill landz-with-lakes
and the homeless will have they hands-in-papez
while the dead roam tha land, there's no escape,
don't run, it's ya fate, for if I let ya' postivty stop my negative rockn' ability,
It's a pitty, I never think negative it just soundz like it, "listen 2 True Master!"
You try and fight it, Treat you like another smoke to manoxide & light it,
fly out ya' seat in defeat, this sweet taste of rage is too good to speak,
tweek a lil' tweek, while worthless wannabe wack ass's leak,
Eat Medal chump! You're head fly's down the street, Ussualy I teach,
but I'm too high and I don't wanna preach, I rather stab you wit a dagger,
as you stagger off in a sick dream,
crawln' out the fire with a 5th of jack and M-16, meet me in the void,
Lost in mells hole, hear the bells toll, Starfuckerz like dart duckers,
You can't avoid me forever! Mad Maxx with a Phat Axe, you melt slow,
I attack tracks and smash gatz, and delt blow, Typing lighting deathstickz,
Fighting breathless, yo I even call myself wack but I rather listen 2 manson,
Then some other poser tryin' to rap, Rumble against the Wall without a back!
Bullett Bullett be glad I didn't pull it...
slay the way the others stray cut off like okay on to the next day they at night without the knight or prince honor the hint of theives who believe in receive for free the put in be relief from take out the tout like tote in bags they rope the goods like cut woods get stumped like amputee the key amp them like theif the crook can't attain without hook like snare forget the ware the store they stare through window the shadow the goods saying should and could if caught would blast like flash send offenders to ash come dust rise the smoke gas the fuel like the refer reefer is the gruel to school the action like fiends reacting to withdrawal the call unheed as fall through cracks like theories in theory the thinking without fear like nothing to lose screws marbles the nuts in star bull as charge through the scene as mean mug the only twist was the bug up arse that farce became a part of the start of end in the big begin to crime the lime turned sour the power now ducks like howard the flop so flip around lemons like real human but vanity is the undoing of ill formed sanity
Back to a Wu revolution to strike a spark in lyrics of those who are lost, spin'n in 24 hour thought of my world changing at all cost. chess thinker lyrical bullet speaker with rhymes cause I ain't freestyle-typed my shit since the last forum break down, and groove on my level of mental awareness follow your own I-path and travel like a soul rebel in the ghetto of my shameless town.