WAR CHIEF's WINTER COUNT

[Slippy The Pimp]

Today Tribe sent me a PM- where I found out my homey was murdered in the streets of Denver-

The Bad News

Joe Nelson CP Warrior
- we use to beat the shit out of white kids with bottles and rocks just south of boulder
Shots rang out and now my body grows colder
who the fuck murdered my homey in the street?
I got up early this morning because for some reason I couldn't sleep
Entered Wu Corp because it aids me when I think
The box across the screen claims you have a new private message
In capitol letters Bad News set out the presage-
I don't even wanna click on it because I already know someone died
and when I did I broke down and I cried
Joe I had your back and I know you had mine
should I go back to Denver and avenge this crime?
take one of mine- motherfuckers i'm taken nine
Fuck this shit i'm going columbine leaveing bullets lodged in spines
I'll spare you fucker so you know why your in that wheel chair
i'm gonna fuck your woman and leave your children face down in the gutter bare
I leave you in a world of suffering with nothing to look forward to except dispair
when i'm done your gonna need a diaper change becuz the fresh scent of shit lingers in the air
there I don't know what to do i'm lost Joe will you tell me?
remember that night at the parking lot of that hotel G?
There were 4 CP warriors soldiering back from the store-
when some stupid white bitches called you over like they were whores
and then 12 white kids came out and tried to surround you
the white girls jumped out one even had a bat too
but what happened next was never expected
these fucking GERMS got disenfected
they didn't know I was hiding, I ran up from behind full throttle
Cracked the biggest Krakker over the head with my forty bottle
the bitches got scared they backed of for minute and CP flared
they didn't know we're always prepared
they got rocks to the face and shards of glass in their hair
we came out victorious we held it down
and I'm gonna say your name so it be Renown
Joe I got your back and they ain't no joke
I'm gonna find your killer and make him choke- on raw steel- let this be his last meal
Revenge is a dish best served cold
Through this i'll immortalize your name and make it gold
I can hear you through the after life and it calms my heart
I wrote this for you I hope you read it before you depart

[T-ribe]

I'm glad you droped this, I feel the pain and dispair cuz. I will add to this because I need to release the feelings best writen down. The people on the Corp that read this should know that Joe's death was brought on by an act of cowardness: kids that play with guns in a role unfit for them, they act out of fear, and this is the result of scared little G's.

[Slippy The Pimp]

The following is verse I wrote on Native Era website, local rappers in my area's forum. I got some haterz feedback there, some young natives, I guess my message went over there heads. I posted it in the battlefield if you want see there comments, but this a piece I did on the little wannabe gangsters in my area, who aren' man enuff to stand on their own.

Deadly Arrows

Samurai Warrior Crafted Shinto Sword
Splicein heads like Asaemon was on the chords-
Native Warriors in a Cipher walkin roads narrow-
pulling arrows from bones- strippin marrow-
I walk like a Pharoah amonst the sheep-
sheering wool from eyes awakin from your sleep-
sleek swords shimmer sharpend hard grain-
Rain powerful blood bathed in a river of slain-
the reason to my rhyme is the disease hidden in the grime-
mutated native from the slime- Infecting the weak of mind-
I'm an ill mother fucker- Like Amonia in your lungs-
got you choken' on flem while i'm babblin' in toungues-
speakin to the young who are claimn to be men-
clutching a bottle of gin and whining you can't win-
you get a little tipsy now your out to commit sin-
who's your first victim? another native like yourself?
If takes six of you to take down 1 man then button up your blouse-
you've been officalially dubbed bitchmade-
get spade with swift blades
there so many haterz I walk the streetz with nunchucks-
just in case I get surrounded buy a couple of you young bucks-
dum fucks claimin steets that never heard of you-
Shang Chi That's me Master of Kung-Fu-
Now I got you buy the neck kid what you gonna do-
Crushing glands-No man can withstand my deadly hands-
don't misunderstand my verse see-
i'm about to show you the extent of my mercy-
twist off your arm- the one where your purse be-
I'm the worst G- hobble you like Annie Wilkes-
chop your head and have my bitch shampoo it with VO5 moisture milkes-
berry passion fruit smoothie classic-
never flaccid so hard my styles exstacy laced with acid-
like Bush give me an Iraqi playground and i'll blast it-
Tommy Vercetti's Last hit- Got the vice on lock-
so funky like perferred stock- phat enuff to make your heart stop-
unlock the truth-cutting puppet strings for the feebles
-crushing these little gang bangers ego-
Native Warrior Charging Soldier Casting the Shadow of an eagle......................................


Fun Fact:Samurai Excutionor
After a prisoner was exectued in Edo(old Tokyo) there was a person designated to shampoo the exectued's head. A man would shampoo the men's heads and a woman would shampoo the women's heads- so since i'm chopping off heads of these little b*tchmade charcters it's only fitting I have my bitch wash their heads.

[ilzPotent]

wow CS and I thought you had no soft spots....



im truly touched reading your soul.

[Slippy The Pimp]

wow CS and I thought you had no soft spots....



im truly touched reading your soul.

I'm glad I could touch you on that level.

[Liquid Lines]

That is some pure quality rhymes.
sorry bout what happened to ya man

[BlaK FuRYaN]

The first 2 pieces where crafted with profession...i'm fillin' your poetic ability...

[Slippy The Pimp]

Thanks guys,appreciated, i'll be dropping some more stuff when I have more time.

[UNCLE RUCKUS]

Peace Charging Soldier
dope rhymes!

[Slippy The Pimp]

Got Beef?

lyrical pot luck-
I got fresh cut meats and loin chucks-
chunks of flesh for that fresh bloody meal-
got calf in the basement hanging up for the veal-
sealed zip lock tight frozen or dried jerkey-
Got Beef for any bitches feeling perky-
observe me, while I devour canine flesh-
the grease jibbles down my chin, while I pull tender heart outside the chest-
with each breath, I bring visions of cow boiling bellies
puppy bones while devils try and sell me-
fried fat packeged noodle mash-
provide you with a card if you haven't got the cash-
I'd rather fast then feast on yeast from white bread-
fine print on the box reads "might contain lead"-
or chedder cheese-
I'd rather eat kitty to get her pleased and passed out-
pig feet and barley bar hopping hoes with their Ass out-
for a fast route to fish sticky caviore-
while these savages reply this is just how we are-
or it is but is not sloppy troff snout nibblets corned beef-
War Chief bringing a smorgasboard of warmed meats.........