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Bingo!
Smash wack rappers like soup crackers and breakfast cereal
remake the soul, control the rough material
venerial,
sickness.
equipped with the quickness.
blades come in all forms, born to rip this.
Im kinda tired, but imma wake up.....aight.....(deep breath)
Mc's is roughcast
stay showin they ass//
on biscuits n' bullshit
get lit like swamp gas//
In a FLASH!
Im Verseatyle, illa than most//
I drop tha hot shit,
rappers get popped like burnt toast//
I bust blocks,
wit the rhymes comin in bulk//
My lines blast gamma rays,
I created the Hulk//
It's the VLS,
comin from the Ace-Deuce slum//
Redrum-pa-pum-pum to the blind, deaf, dumb//
still tired today.....ugh.....imma sleep now
fuck work
I go to work go to sleep get up and go to work
fuckin bullshit-
livin the life of a servant- to cash
the allmighty dollar and this hot piece of ass (at least i'm hittin)
but I'm questioning the cost and how long will it last
my life in this cubicle age speeds by fast
23,24-twenty five to six one year past twenty-seven this is the life I live
Should I nix the pickin phones and shit? Give up for the hustle forget workin to make deals stick?
sick of dealin with that whore, his boss and that bitch!
its REdiculous-
I need a break, should fucking switch
switch it up from sellin that man's products and services- to sellin my own damn products and services!
I should be the boss! I'm the boss of my self in some ways
but I still get bent over some days horse-fucked sideways
enough with the wine
I think its just about time, I should hit the flux compacetor and set it to rewind!
I should be out clean in a cave- with dinosar bones and dino eggs coverin my undug grave
Lower my life expectancy and set these logs a flame
befriend a sabertooth and hunt for meat most days
spendin time starin up at the atmosphere
thinkin stars are Gods and not gasseous sphere's
and rocks- to me aren't the struggle for diamonds and gold
its the flint and tinder used to keep me from gettin cold
No Internet and games or high def T.V.
Life was simpler then but was it as good as it can be?
I do like playin games on my PSP-
travellin in trains amusin myself
till I black out in the tunnel at the very end........
Quote:
Originally Posted by Fensocket
Nice
im sicka then sick bitches line up to jump on my dick
sicka then aids? bitch you lame don't belong in this game
thinkin you hot, you ain't got shit, step to me and i will maim
fuck you up worst then you did your mother, what you say bout that mah brother?
im tha lyrical master mind you shall find i can put you in a lyrical bind, im one of a kind, destroyin weak minds,
I think its time to battle mr. aids, ill trample you like a heard of cattle.
peace
hahah sicka flippin the script in freestyle ill verses
I pulverise muthafuckas like a cyclone,scared like bitches when they hear my tone, I am the best MC they ever did see, that makes my face light up with glee, and for tha rest they light up with envy, c'mon your old news,time to light up my fuse, i explode like a bomb assasinate like saddam, betta watch your back i might just attack, ill tell you what your lyrics lack: my rap tactics is what you lackin, im pistol packin neva slackin, it all comes down to these desperate times, when i got on my mind, i write these sick rhymes.
I'm nice-in the art of slicin', rob niggas then pawn their ice-in
I weigh-in at 160 but have the strength of M.Bison, a street-fighter strikin'
Slayin' ya best men their memories make memorials, i'm raw wit flows
Lyrics become chemicals posinous to you weak individuals
YOUR DONEQuote:
Originally Posted by Sword-Master-36
YO, BEATIN ME IS LIKE TRYING TO WIN A STARING CONTEST WITH THE FLOOR.../
MILLIONS OF LIFETIMES ARE GONNA PASS, YOU DUMBASS, YOU'LL BE STRUGGLIN TO SCORE ONE ON ME WHEN I AINT EVEN HERE NO MORE.../
IM NOT GONNA SAY THIS,..BUT YOUR ASS HAS AIDS.../
U WAS DIAGNOSED AT AN EARLY AGE RUNNIN WITH FAGS.../
SHIT JUNIOR, IMA KNOCK U OFF THIS PAGE.../
DUDE'S BARELY TALLER THAN MY LEGS.../
GOOD HEIGHT JUNIOR,.... FOR GIVIN ME HEAD...
NIGGA, U GONNA GO CLASSIC WWHEN I START YOUR
"OFFICIAL DISAPPRECIATION THREAD... "
STAY IN YOUR LANE CUZ NO ONE RESPECTS OR THINKS OF U HIGHLY,../
ALL U IS TO US IS THAT BITCH ASS HO BLOWIN HER BRO IN THIS SMILEY http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v6...eztwo/zbj1.gif
10MIN BUSTER
Vote Fam!, Who Sonned Who MORE?
Quote:
Originally Posted by Sword-Master-36
HIM^^^
ME-YO, BEATIN ME IS LIKE TRYING TO WIN A STARING CONTEST WITH THE FLOOR.../
MILLIONS OF LIFETIMES ARE GONNA PASS, YOU DUMBASS, YOU'LL BE STRUGGLIN TO SCORE ONE ON ME WHEN I AINT EVEN HERE NO MORE.../
IM NOT GONNA SAY THIS,..BUT YOUR ASS HAS AIDS.../
U WAS DIAGNOSED AT AN EARLY AGE RUNNIN WITH FAGS.../
SHIT JUNIOR, IMA KNOCK U OFF THIS PAGE.../
DUDE'S BARELY TALLER THAN MY LEGS.../
GOOD HEIGHT JUNIOR,.... FOR GIVIN ME HEAD...
NIGGA, U GONNA GO CLASSIC WWHEN I START YOUR
"OFFICIAL DISAPPRECIATION THREAD... "
STAY IN YOUR LANE CUZ NO ONE RESPECTS OR THINKS OF U HIGHLY,../
ALL U IS TO US IS THAT BITCH ASS HO BLOWIN HER BRO IN THIS SMILEY http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v6...eztwo/zbj1.gif
10MIN BUSTER
3- IN A ROW KO 1ST TTO FIVE WINS
Step up the ladder and get knocked down with flyin' daggers
I'm violent madder than a pitbull with rabies runnin' at cha'
Can't end the rap rapture i started, as the weak departed as losers
i crash crews clueless on how i make mad manuvers
I use users take advantage of the frantic niggas that panic
Violate and you'll awake in the bottom of the atlantic
I hand props and karate chops that break limbs of those who got fragile bones
James destroy, and rebuild styles like Louisiana homes
Lyrics from my dome dominate others who can't elevate rhymes on microphones
Fya^666
sicka than aids stop talkin' bout given head/
your lyrics are dead/peirce your body with hot lead/
thinkin' you a sick rapper cuz you talkin' bout dicks and fags/
slice you up with my sword put tha peices in bags/
has anyone ever told you your mother is a hag/
your a fuckin' mistake your tha sperm your mother should of swallowed/
you can't even rap your lyrics are from emcees you followed/
i don't even now why your fuckin with me/
cuz with those lyrics your tha worst emcee even if you copy me/
so remember who your fuckin with tha mastermind/
we should end this now before you strain your mind.
Thats The Battle Homie, U Dissed Me And I Responded, But Yeah, We Should End It, Good Shit
Peace
yea good battle
I Erase Niggaz On The Regular, Aint Nothin New.../
You Rape Niggaz, Fag Alert,"sword-swallor 36 Is Comin Thru.../
You Bitin Ass Phony,u Fuckin Bitin Big L.../
Your Lyrics Are Prewritin Balogna, No One's Gonna Respect U, I Can Already Tell...//
U A One Many Army, An Army Of One.../
Big L Wrote That Rap Bout Someones Moms Swallowing Cum.../
I Smoked U Son, U Cryin, That Aint Fun.../
Ill Put U In The Fuckin Ground Right Now, Chickenshit U Better Run..../
Before I Come To Your Crib An Fuck Up Everyone.../
Burn Down Your Shanty, And Your Whole Family.../
I Unno Why U Think I Cant Meet The Ante.../
Ill Crush U Son,, You'll Be Victim One Million An One.../
Now People Only Got 4 Words In The Votes For Ya "muthafuckin Sicka Dun Won"
Peace
Yo, U Cool Dude,, Bounce Wit Us, An Keep Tearin Shit Up. Peace
Here's a Freestyle about your last battle/comments
I seen a Sword Master (in the) 36 (chambers) with a Palehorse, lookin Sicka Than Aids
Playin aces and spades, and gay games without dames
Man on man action-
Three dudes hunched in tha corner with "real live goo drippin action"
Eatin sausage and eggs and creamsicles Gang bangin in the closet touchin sweet pickles/
your gay you gay him and him get laid
gobble gobble like a turkey on a november thursday!
How I'm bringin it to you suckas in an email contest
stay abreast of your situation wipe the man off your chest!
no one cares who's the best!
you all lost-
no matter what the cost your cause is to find a dick at all cost
Legend of Zelda? Nah its more like the legend of how he held ya
tight throughout the night and horsefucked you to the mornin-
you didnt take the horse-cock as your first official warning?
now your ass is bleedin-
PLUS- you transmitted the aids virus to a pale horse last weekend!
Fucc a bird flu you killin off a whole race of pretty horseys
Budweiser Clydsedales signin up for abortions-
Dude, this Bud aint-for-you! Runnin poop shoots on horse motto's got me drinkin with pictures of pigs!
you porked their whole marketing plan from what you three did!
fuckin inconsiterate-
Plus you oblitherated his asshole, dude, that ain't no clitorous!
when dicks come around you screamin give it to us!
YOU BOW TO THE PINK PRIME MINISTER!
sex styles sinister
I seen you jerkin off to Twisted Sister
and your mom asked you "whats wrong with you mister?"
Butt BLISTER!!!!
dont pop it
you pop PopRocks Now N' Later with your Sweet Tarts
candy apple heads are your rock-em-sock-em robots
You Licked his Tater Tots!
Then took a tuesday off to meet at the butt plug shop!
Truly a Sword Master- master of 36 cocks
Am I takin away from the board when I'm bored blabbin my brain bubblin up like a pot a eggs bein boiled/
my plan's foiled and I'm made out of tin, I run on oil
but the tanks out and my status is uncertain.
Ramblin on throwin darts to the dome of e-emcee's elegant like Elliot Offman I'm wild.
Uncontrollable, incourageable, I suck
what the fuck!
Killin myself in my own freestyle, just my luck
I stuck the knife in in an effort to win - sin's around me
I'm floundern as I fall down, no angels around me - there's the devil
But I was a straight up dude, until my status just fizzled, knocked myself out like Greg Louganious with my head to the board
I'm fuckin bored
I should get back to work before I got to work at some convenience store
...
watch me set it n forget it
the nicest mc on the m.i.c. pricks
got more game then two sport athletes
you a punk who can't even begin to compete
street dreams got you dreaming of schemes
tryin' to come up like ya dick but can't even get cream
you can listen to my first track and can't comprehend
you cockin' ya neck back like chicken hens
swallowing more cocks then the flu
this ain't news, but i just destroyed you
n ya whole crew dissed you like being picked last
left in a body cast, heads you know i bash
making out with the cash like a heist
you can't even reach like nba height
touchin' me? like a stick up not quite
PROBABLY JASPERV^Quote:
Originally Posted by Fensocket
IT WAS ALRIGHT MAN
Fuck Fensocket With The Apollo Rocket...
Im The King Mother Fucker, U Cant Do Nuthin To Stop It.../
Im The King Bitch, I Run The Fastlife An All U Do Is Talk It././
An Talk Shit, Fuckin I Unno What Else To Say Ima Go Take Me Some Cock Hits.../
yo i ain't bitin Big L/
and stop rappin cuz your career jus fell/
yo you and Cockrocket(fensocket) should team up since you both love dicks
and your terrified of chicks/
my wordplay is brought to this world to slay/
what do yah know today is your special day/
smite you with my sword and leave you to decay/
you mother fuckers are faggots/
your addicted to cock like addicts on rock/
yo i kill and abuse bullets is wat i use/
to fill da 2s, u r my muse/
against a choke artist u would still loose/
wen we infect ya set betta protect ya neck/
but yet u didny no my intellect cos wrek/
I spit rounds to shit on clowns like nas i git down/
will the dope MC's stand up...why aint u sittin down/
yall be in a critical condition wen im lyricaly dissin/
cant hit wen u spiritualy missin im litealy pissin/
Infamous sends it gentle ha attackin wit pens and pencils/
with FYT gangstas rap men and instrumentals/
im known for killin and spillin EZA the infamous/
spit good shit GZA into this even RZA spin to this/
thas pretty dope dude, if u didnt bite big l i believe u.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sword-Master-36
im not actually gay,..i just get sick of cats with fag raps who dont know what else to say.../
so i been agreein with em,..makes em shut up quick..../
but the reason your girls not home now is cuz she's luvin my dick.../
i agree fensockets a fag...,
sick minded fuck prolly married to female dump truck with pussy hole that could swallow a keg.../
all blasted open,...poor kids lost.../
swordmaster36 on point, slay the fag with the ox,.../
fuckin weirdo's these days,..we need to eliminate their ways.../
like rats in a maze, punk mother fuckers trapped in the temple an like there here to stay.../
no way,,...i aint havin it with u punks,.../
fuck wit sword 36,..PIR an Sick an you;ll get your fukin afro's slam dunked...
peace
yo wuts this in my pocket/it appears to be a brown hair locket/ from this girl named marg-aret/ she gave me brains and i licked the ass/ gave me the corn hole lane but talked with sass/ three blunts a day son you know how we blaze/ smoke more pot then the indians ate maze/ come with wack rhymes and i wont even faze/ limp punchlines that fail to effect/ like the gentleman visitor, you being nice is the long awaited but never arriving solution/ for you dumb motha fuckas thats called an allusion/ a reference to a nother literary piece/ gather round and lets have a feast/ on the bones of wack mcs who try to step/ 1 to 1 odds that ill be better yet
listening to rass kass "soul on ice" so thats where im coming from as far as flow http://www.thecorpse.com/forums/uplo...1143282554.gifhttp://www.thecorpse.com/forums/uplo...1143282554.gif
go wooz, go wooz
i dont know what the hell u just said, ...
got my gloc spot on yo head, infrared dot, put one in yo head.../.
you'll never see me comin...cuz i dont jerk it in front any guys.../
had your honey bunny muffin suckin my dick till it dried.../
out,...I have no sperm count.../
fuck billions of bitches an never have kids,that's what im about.../
where i live bitches carry guns an maze, .. thats thats how they keep sex safe..../
an you'll never catchin me eatin pussy, thats my cum that u can taste.../
last night nailed your moms and spooged in her face.../
peace
nothing i hate more then being round a fucking runt/ "is you stupid? pass the fucking blunt"/ herb kids fucking up the circle/ 20 minutes later laughing like goddd dammmn erkel/ if anyones listening, would pay 60 for some purple/ like red said, smoke buddha ya/ till ya hit it, wont know what itll dotaya/ maybe give you wings and let ya soar/ if its good itll knock you to the floor/ and take you to unimaginable places/ black, white, fuck it all races/ can get blunted and leave the optical sensors stunted/ i fucking love smoking weed/ nothing could replace, its my stead/ been two months since i had under a g/ bought so much i should get it for free/ a fucking vip shopper/ on my sales alone, dealer goes to foot locker
yo isnide of this place i keep bread from lyrics a spill/
ive lyricaly killed wit significant rap spiritual skill/
im sick in the head i geuss tht means im verbly ill/
bills like my pen homein in on the spot/
step and get ya dome knocked from the poems ive rocked/
from the peeebles ive thrown from the stones tht ive dropped/
pops lay u out wit a threat get u stabbed wit a knife/
im sick son i caught aids and still passed it onto my wife/
we makin money snatchin purses pullin the heists/
rollin off the dice son im rollin real nice/
on a verse a kill straight swift to reveal it/
but i dont rock ice i jsut steel it/
yeah
its on in the building, sicka's on "cold chilling".../
masta emcee, kids cryin "get on with the killing.../
so when i approach my opponent they run like jesse owens'.../
my peeps run the streets, no use in hiding cuz we know where your goin.../
I just keep flowin to the rhythm,..keep ho's obedient with hypnotism.../
like the colors of a rainbow,..like a prism light flows and revives organisms../
from atom's to bacteria, insects to animals.../
human beings to extra terrestrials u see on sci-fi channels.../
life moves on, good an bad.../
struggle an strength written down on a pad.../
sometimes i dont know, should i deserve to live.../
fuck it,..im here to luv my fam an children and preserve happiness by teaching the kids how to give
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u aint gonna lynch the dali lama?
:cheerlie::f:b
behold the pale horse, dash across lifes frail course
impale whores, because im hung like a male horse
off the scale force for the jakes :cop:
all yall hoes just more for the take
my ship stay sailin on course for the cake
fuck the thrill of the chase, bitch kneel to me
its the kill thats the greatest feel to me
and the best shit in life is free
thats the shit that i took, they didnt see
me against the world im ready for yall
get ya team to spot, im too heavy for yall
cant bench this shit, try to flex, get ripped
i had the door locked from my entrance bitch
Quote:
Originally Posted by Sicka Than Aidz
hahaha
nice nice nice
persuasive like therapy thanks for takeing care of me
turns out there worst fear would be
a boy thats cursed with no cure for his disease
always smokin hella trees while commitin felony's
conflictions make the fellas bleed
specially when hella high on inphedamines
got me in the sky see'n better things
fillin prophecys like shells N... taco meat
prophets be telling me i'll own the game like prorperty
foes not stoppin me my concoctions puts holes in oddysey's
odd ta see aint no one else's technique toppin me
possibly im on the top and be unlockin feats.
'll bury you in a grave wit your computer
N leave ya spirtiual in pain spaded and nootered
you coun't phade it kid, if ya was a lazer shooter
im white N stickin like cum on there peweter
try N bite kid, leave ya hung by an intruder