Welcome to the Wu Dojo

[Battle 1]

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[Battle 1]

Cover your eye it's the son above in the sky
Who's the man with no disguise
Telling no lies
Elminating spys
Third-world network like far outside ties
There's always at least one gun inside the ride
Plus a chick on my side
Who's like Biggie ready to die
Bombers making hits like suicide
For the escape they don't reply
Catching bodies with no alibis
I'm flinging joints like bean pies
No allies only on the doe I rely

[Lil' Ruger]

imma get mad gully
equipeded fully
ya rhymes dull
i destroy ya mecs hull
rhymes bring smooth lulls
ridin in a scrapper
poppin disrespectul rapers
athletic cute to da females like a lil tapir
i spit acid and tape worms
spread cyanide coated germs
no respect for the herms
mean when will dees niggas learn
blood splatta in da bushes dats da red fern
yea yea word
dirty ass nigga turds
superior shud be in da sky wit da birds
and if ya'll heard
i'm a aperrantly da shit
rocks and some bricks
fuck ya clique
deep in ya chicks clit
i spit cyanide and flames inna bit
special 9th realm darts
spark da charts
wit some fake ass shitty outfit u got from k-mart

[Visionz]

Atmospheric ceiling sealing fates salin' cells
of mutated munitions set for World War 4
You shootin bullets I reign down in spores
Metaphors for forward thinking
Shots hit you before you could finish blinking
You musta been drinkin
Like a Cubano hittin on Puerto Ricans............................(shout out Big Lu)
Be careful bout that you Heat u be Seekin
For the muzzle get to flashin like a beacon
Wake the giant out the Forest, then watch the Demon Deacon
Leave you in the leaves with ya head leakin like lincoln's
Burn ya body in the logs
A bitch in Daisy Dukes can't be the Boss Hogg

[Lil' Ruger]

^^^ ill shit dat was airlock

[Battle 1]

Chugging beer with your peer
Thoughts stay close to your ear
Mean mugging and having no fear
No slugging even when the end gets near
On mics thugging beats get bear huggings
Ducklings get toe pluckings then daily fuckings
It's nothing spar inside the ring like a one night fling
What will the next day bring
Birds still sing yet the season bounced like spring
A new chickling thoughts sprinkling
June came like a change of tune howl at the moon
If it's full then no bull take a pull
Smokes in the air like mist so what's next on the list
Thoughts stay in bliss
Enter at your own risk





Protect legal papers in the desk leave no trace or mess
Plus witness to confess
God bless the best there will be no arrest
No evidence so the case gets thrown and heads get flown
With suitcases their faces never shown
They inhabit the unknown
Verdict or conclusion was confusion
There was no need for an illussion
Or intrusion of the mind for a solution
End of discussion

[Lil' Ruger]

^^^ lol @ the smily. thats funny how you got protect legal papers and den da smily good shit man good shit.

[Battle 1]

^^^ lol @ the smily. thats funny how you got protect legal papers and den da smily good shit man good shit.

True, thanks it's aight not really my best though. But you must be on fire right now cause the verse you just spit on here and on the Official Freestyle thread are real hot. I mean truthfully some lines are alright or fillers to add on, but most of them lines you wrote are straight fire. I got say most of all I'm definetly feeling your flow. It's ill.

[Lil' Ruger]

da one i dropped here was good but that shit i dropped in the official freestyle place was omg thats was like one of my god like shits u ever get that hungry feeling when u get the best outta ur skill its like a short rush and it weas out after a lil time it happens at random times its just weird when u spit god like shit thats why. i mean for real that might be one of ma best verses i put both in a song BTW i think there together not shure third verse needs to be bomb but the rush is wearing off soooooooo

[Battle 1]

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[Battle 1]

da one i dropped here was good but that shit i dropped in the official freestyle place was omg thats was like one of my god like shits u ever get that hungry feeling when u get the best outta ur skill its like a short rush and it weas out after a lil time it happens at random times its just weird when u spit god like shit thats why. i mean for real that might be one of ma best verses i put both in a song BTW i think there together not shure third verse needs to be bomb but the rush is wearing off soooooooo

Both the last verses you dropped on the Official Freestyle thread I also thought were better than the one on this the welcome to the dojo thread. Both of them other two not only had great flow, but also even better word play, and only a few word or line fillers if any at all. They were definetly the iller ones in my opinion as well for sure. Them last two you dropped on the Official Freestyle thread were crazy ill no doubt. Needless to say them two even amaze me more when I think that your only 13.

[Battle 1]

It's a up north trip to those who slip
Best hold on tight grip
Fire like an inferno burning money like Dinero
Robert in the fort hurdled up in comfort is the scenerio
Getting his money's worth even if it means doing dirt
Chasing papers before the honey in the tight skirt
Misfits left drifts of riffs real swift
Coke lifts caffeine diet pheene models looking real lean
Bills in it for thrills counting like his money machine
Making sure his doe stays real clean
He back-water washes it in Washington like his clothes and all eyes closed
To power he arose anyone against him got froze
Cold water with the hose it was him they chose
In clashes anything he touches he mashes
Mad fame well known for his sorority bashes
His opponents all got left in ashes some catching heat flashes
Scar em' all so bad their babies left with rashes

[Lil' Ruger]

elimination process
leth the information process
i even though i digress
i try my best and unless
i slip i gotta second trip that'll make a nigga flip
new tight benz impala its ma whip
get tear torn and ripped
get flapjack flip
get light up like AK shit
got it in my grip like a cathchers mit
and if i squeezed any tighter
i think it would spray out fire ten times of a lighta
heightened rexlexes black leather interior seat covers
shit that heat brothas
poppa in some dockers (tsh)
get cut up and thrown inna meat locker
hangin hooks tomes of death big books
killa crook that'll give ya a dirty look
i take but if summin in my possesion get took
i play da pawns like rooks
and the king like a god
i got DJ scratches on dis shit just hook up instrumentals to ya ipod
hooks hangin watch out cuz they be numerous
they all so sharp tryna be lurin us
like some fisher man in the sky
but he aint out for food he out for souls internal damnation lucky if ya die
but i live by hummarabbi's code an eye for an eye
this whole event could get messy like a pig sty
im a real nigga famous nigga but an alright guy (laughs)

[Battle 1]

^^You spit mean shit for 13 it's almost unbelievable. Everytime I read your shit and I think your only 13 I say this kid reminds of Shyheim when he first started, maybe your even meaner also. I mean the two verses you wrote on the Official Freestyle thread still takes the cake. But the two you spit on here are with the exception of a few line fillers or words here and there are still mean as fuck no doubt.

[Lil' Ruger]

i love when u compliment me because remba when i showerd you the few verses my friend did and you said i spit mad bettah he was like no way but it was so funny cuz he got that gangsta rapper style and i got the shaolin shit wit me. its so funny and check out ma official rap thread the shit im spittin lately has been flames peep it. i compare myself to other rappers and be like he a lil bettah den me and then i remember o w8 im only 13 if i increase my skills and dont decrease ill be a fuckin beast on da mic. and best believe i freestyle too!