Been evaded..my sqaud racin to kick ya face in..Im innovative..u quick escapin../Originally Posted by Eversick666
get rid of HATAZ..BIG CLIPS FLIP ya MAJORS..my verses RIP ya PAGES of BLAZES!!../
BURN ya team wit written phrazes..Im sittin laziness then commit the craziest..!./
submit razor tips to ya faces quick..no sinner makes it..body turn to ashes from bein Incinerated../
NW: Jedi
Last edited by Aclikyano; 09-16-2006 at 02:48 PM.
o nice
yea solid linez ac
Last edited by koncretegorilla; 09-16-2006 at 05:12 PM.
forceful wit the warfare, raw flair, got yall scared/call for assistence while i call for the all clear.
Taught ya muthafuccas, dnt walk here, no talk here/short span niggas who sport the wu-wear.
Im starin at u, aimin headhigh, look u dead in the eyez/sights aligned wit minds of Wu-Jedis
nxt wrd: paraletic
Jedi Knight live by the sword of life/
Eating mc's like dikes eat dikes/
Only difference i'm a cannibal, half-man..half-animal/
Predator of rap wars, the way i stalk prey untangible/
Land a few grenades in ya hide-out/
So if ya inside.. you bout' to get blown right out/
I'm poisinous like a certain part of a blowfish/
You hold a grudge, while ya girls mouth holds my dick/
I spit witty,, slap a bitty if she calls me pretty/
So many many rappers suck when they rhyme the mics not a tittie/
next word:demented
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
"Finish" with the word 'Paraletic'
pleas finish with the 'word' the last person nominated
The last person mustv'e finished before me because i was writing when Jedi was the last word.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
emcees is seedy, cheezy, pleas believe me(lol)/greedy niggaz, thinkin its easier than sleepin.
Teach 'em Allah, reach 4the stars, seek higher guidance/quit, stick 2hidin' bitchmade stay in silence(jks)
Nah pay me no mind, cos u kno i aint meant shit/jst throwin it down homebwah, cos me >>demented<<
nxt wrd: restricted
Last edited by koncretegorilla; 09-16-2006 at 06:01 PM.
Restricted from gettin' lifted that's parole/
But i hit my probation officer with an eggroll/
Got locked, and shackled, questioned, and hassled/
Thrown in the hole, for sucker punchin' a c.o./
and he knows he started the beef, steepin' on my feet/
Thinkin' shits sweet, i didn't turn the other cheek/
i let my fists greet his face, and stomped him out with grace/
But i wish i hadv'e chilled cause know i got a new case, and a bruised face/
Next word: paladium
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Yo there he go right there, shirt sorta half ripped from the savage
Sportin the white pair of nike airs, and the Baltimore cap on the cabbage
Had habits, of steppin in with the dominant crowd
Lonely as a kid, but he gets attention, he's prominent now
Yo he still just as fake, catchin him pushin weight witout the pistol
Glamour and glitz bitch, and he snitch, had gold around the crystals
On his wrist, hangin off his neck, and even on his shoelaces
Got me puzzled on where he gets checks, cuz he don't got the school basics
Jealousy overwhelmed, peeped him at the helm, the red's stadium
Stuck him up for his shiny shit in the bathroom, the color it was...he said palladium
That was a anoying word
next word: West coast
Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 09-19-2006 at 03:57 PM.
The dealer of hope is selling me lies
Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)
http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61
West coast got bomb trees, and insane jackers tha'll jack u for all ya currency/
But currently i reside on the east coast, where cats squeeze toast and speak street quotes/
Love dimes that deepthroat, and heat hold, and don't be with a man for money or clothes/
Mc's on my block get shot for coming with weak flows, Gangstarr those are my peoples/
squads rollin' deep (whoa), beef, and shoots-out a never-ending sequel/
we see soldiers die faster than the blink of an eye, after a drive-by/
Hear em' blasting big's ready to die, and then multiple bullets fly/
I analize everything in sight, instead of why ask why/
Times passin' me by i's all good no women, no cry/
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
^^^there is a reason the thread has the words (finish wit da word) in the title.
And you forgot to give a next word
The dealer of hope is selling me lies
Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)
http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61
Check it rip it till the very last sip
Empty bottle mc's acid trip
Waters drip
Fingers hold the bottle tight grip
Catch a bud in a knip
On the streets never slip
I'm like Ghost the your host with the most
Marshmellows suppose to get roast
Don't mean to boast but you best pack toast
Or don't even bother coming to the West Coast
Next Word: Mc's
Last edited by Battle 1; 09-21-2006 at 10:24 PM.
Alright how shall we begin this
Leave dames in bliss
On the streets I take a piss
Cut a snakes head soon as it hiss
Bodies left hanging like mic cords pay attention to the words
Towards imposter lords swinging swords
The center presenter original rhyme inventer
Change seasons on em' like the winter
Enemies run faster than any sprinter
Check out the liquids they complexion get tinter
Regardless of gender it's all splender
Don't get it mixed up like in the blender
Just stick to the agenda
All foes surely surrender
With ease they melt like cheese
Drop to their knees
Hold it just freeze
Try and stop me ha,ha, please
Never in history could any Mc's
Next Word: Money
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