Shaolin Shadowboxing DOJO pt. III

[Mantra]

Tha captain caps ten mc's prisoners behind tha locks of captivity
This isn't an act but amatuers get axed gettin' in my activities
An actual fact that alot of rappers react timidly tho' they rhyme violently
See them in the streets theyr'e silent b, shook ones quickly flee
In their pants they pee on themselves scared to death
Biters are hanged on stage tha penalty for lyrical theft
Any nigga can get a deal but what's real wit no respect
Sell-out for a check, chic, and a rolex
Get rolled vexed as the quotes choke tha baddest
I bust tha steel quick like a virgins first time having sex
I drop jewels not to be confused wit dipset lyrics(Santana)
tha grammar lay em' down u hamsters get tha hammer
There's no management capable of curing my anger
Perfect stranger strangilin' headbangers, rock n' roll rapper slayer
Mos def i don't stop tha show til' i leave pros wit broke knecks

[Mantra]

I got lyrics like commercial artists have gimmics and glitter
Tha radio litters tha brain no relief for no-hitters
When i'm on strike it's like hell tryin' to get cha' deal right
Righteous type until i'm forced to fight tha matrix corrupted wit hatred
I destroyed earth know tha original man is in tha spaceship
Conquered mars wit shootin' stars lookin' at quasars
Like uncooked meat i stay raw the systems pussy fuck the law
I'm not Chino-XL but i excell wit a poison pen 2 save u all
I'm small throwin' big niggas down-fall on tha rocks crawl
Ladies can't get off tha balls like a constipated man can't get off tha john
Blazin' pawns wit advanced moves another king on tha board strong
U can either get gone or sing-a-long just don't get it wrong

[SHRAP]

don't get it wrong, any hoe get the dong
but lose the granny panties, go get a thong
and keep the nani handy, and ill treat ya ass so well
be hold it for me, or i might beat ya ass to hell
nah, youll hoe it for me, on tha street ya ass for sale
dont get it twisted, two face, get both lifted
this shrap AKA, lil faze, blaze away all the haze
show over when I blaze away at the stage
buck buck bidow, fuck what with how
chop ya balls off, who you fuckin with now
thanks for keepin my seat warm
shit get cold these days so im leavin the heat on
hot like Haiti, just ask my safety
she get less play than Intellekt the PR Peter Brady
and I might beat you, maybe
but you a bitch and thats no way to treat a lady
fuck it ill bury ya
droppin six feet of dirt on ya whole fuckin area

[DthAngel]

I'm back with a vengence so its time to serve notice
I'm not Wu, I'm Pai Mei The Fist of the White Lotus
been on this board for years and spit madd spears
at the ears of some of my peers as some ran in fear
Dth looms near, here with DOOM drinkin "One Beer"
watch the streets shed bloody tears meltin ice from DeBeers
my science is beyond weird much more than fat bitches with beards
my style is so 70's you'd think I was reared by Pam Greer

[Undead Ninja]

Yo Dth spit tha verse I make tha world hurt
Fuck ya mother in your face
I destroy the human race while eatin chocolate in paste
OMG he wuz sniffin glue of tha roof
WHAT THE FUCK IZ THA NIGGA GOONNAA DOO TA YA
i'm the master smack ya ass 3 times faster anygangsta rapper
come prepared before I blast Ya!
The God herby-herb!

[DthAngel]

This is my Dojo, strip u of ya mojo
leave u beggin like a hobo on queer street like a homo
Im old skoo like Double Dragon and u just Abobo
u don't want beef cuz us Ricans cook that shit with adobo
don't need a crew cuz i can wreck u solo
doin kids worse than what Bruce did Bolo
your style is overrated like boutique shops in soho
against me you'll always play 2nd fiddle like Manolo...

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

swords stay sharp
train in the shadows/
creep wit me as i walk
through these city streets/
my knife and sword got my back
ready to attack on the sight of contact/
i'm like Kiefer Suttherland in "Phonebooth"
one step, marked, sighted i shoot/
break necks for a living whenever
i'm in the booth known for darts sharp as a widows peak/
seeking revenge is sweet like cake i walk
flip like gum thinking i'm stuck transmodify/
wit an option to buy got you duped
this ain't monopoly this is me guarding my property/
knocking partners i'm a panther rather gather phatter
max arms whipping carmel btiches flipping switches/
thinking i'm westcoasting i'm east boasting throw heat
roasting you turkey honkies like a pit barbque/
i flip marked arks like i'm heading to rendevu
who knew my flow floated like agua know nadda/
snatching the vault haulting armed costing u a championship
like new york did boston for 86 years fuck the curse this is vengence/
and i'm relentless hence the sentence i'm end this game
making your regin look like fedo lay/

[InvincibleArmor79]

i fight with blind eyes like van damme in bloodsport/
i clamp down and recite lines worthy of export/
ya breaths short, stress chords vocally ten fold/
my words carry hits like a student of ken-po/
and like my sifu, I see through, modern day people/
these aliens illegal, stabbed with a steeple
this is actual, contracts come back to smack at you/
blast thru, the vault door like harold at white castle/
my fist, swingin thunder, my voice strike lightning bolts/
cause a flash flood with tidal wave of vocal shining colts/
bullets the size of dewdrops increase to water balloons/
splatter ya mind mass, blast like bomb drafts under moons/
while im piercin inner sanctums with a rusty nail, deflatin/
your hopes and dreams faster than a soul is sold to satan/
im like a janitor the way I, clean up a rappers foulness/
they lucky i dont break my mop and stick up they crevice/
its the I.A., Invincible, hold all these cats responsible/
for the downfall of human values, so dislogical/
so apply the mathematical, study up on the generals/
and you too might find theres a light in the tunnel...

[Mantra]

See me in photo's puttin' death certificates on my foes toes
While u sweat hoes in tight clothes, i pen flows full of soul
So above average as i ravage rappers with this passage
Got game shot mastered my lines sabatoge false gods ratted
Rhymes rattle as snakes are laid to rest in battle
Check tha time of travel as i unravel tha riddles
Big names get be-littled as i ignite mic missles
Spit official as cats think theyr'e untouchable packin' pistols
Put money up to get you got ..gotta alot of connects that are next to get you setup

[Grim Reapa]

Racial slurs blurred ya vision

Wrath of En Sabah Nur, occured why you was in the feedal position

Tactition verbally smightin, the mc's im fightin

Look how blood stains glisten

An like pac im on a mission

But not ta preach the ghetto Gospel when I'm dead

Straight throwin a political message

Before my spinal column gets filled with lead

But this not by gangsters but by the IRA

Ever investigating the propaganda covered by the CIA

Ya might listenin to ma rhymes and wonder whats he thinkin

This niggas crazy, gonna get murdered by the government before he starts blinkin

A rebel this time with a cause to tell the truth

Political lies dramatisize the effect on our youth

Tell us they didn't start 9/11 yet theres no proof

That Bush's demorcracy failed

His political mind, not smart enough for Bin Laden too fail

You could listen too Immortal though he's not politcally correct

Sometimes its like he's throwin darts blind when der's a reason to check

So you gotta respect the eva castin shadow round Bush's administration

Next thing he duz is hire Roberts who believes in total alianation

Deep concentration, the US is facing oblideration

During the next four years cuz Bush is a Mabus reincarnation

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[Undead Ninja]

Yo the world coulen't handle the flow I spit
I stole your brain made you remit ta emit shit!
Undead popin samurai flyers
yo yo yo its th eninja fo hire
like Zachariah I ran across the world my rhymes
preveil what you spit as I fucked the world its a herald
to all corners of the earth
the gatekeeper is your master bitch this is what you deserve!
AM I BEIN HEARD!
how many anthems shall I write
When I come though I tourch the DOJO down aight!

[MASTER PAI MEI]

Who's gonna talk when I'm cutting off ya extremities,
its tempting to see you skirm like a centipede,
extreme exorcism exercised slicing through like scizzors,
pull out ya gizzards cold blooded movements on ya reptilian lizzards,
cold fusion artic slang that smothers like blizzards,
Kamikazi supreme wizards buzzing you buzzards,
shitting on ya comode flows ya flow is straight gutter,
I'm lathering my Bars like breakfast toast with creamy butter,
Bars I scream while I watch you shudder causing ya heart to flutter,
intimidate ya ass ya start to mutter crying out for ya mudder!!,
popeye sailor slang riding on my cutter pulling ya strings like utters,
milking the bovine pastuerized whale blubber I snap backs like rubber!!!!!

WHAT!!!!

[boneguttalove]

yo, tha straitest lyracist/fukk a plagerist/its a crazy mix/a bit of jadakiss/wit a pisst off skater kid/that aint afraid of shit/i aint scared to commit,no premeditated hit/i hate tha fuzz like ramo hated spit/who tha fuck ya thought it was?/ cap'n sav a trick/i told tha he aint shit/i fukkt his bitch and made her slob on this natives dick/yo im a hookers favrite pimp/till they short wit my latest grip/i need tha major chips more than tips for waitresses/this is more than just a glitch/and youll neva fix ya matrixes/aint this a bitch,i dont even know what day this is/ol school like 86 suede pumas k-swiss/and ben davis's/thats my favrite shit/then get my head shaved and clipt/i got tha phaser set for stun/when lasers spit ya best to run/like ghost n rae/ back when they checkt everyone/g'head pray to take me in a battle/that day will neva come

[Mantra]

Say my name in vein dope, feel tha brain poke as i reign broke
My slangs coke i bag it up then sell it to ya folks
Weed chokes my lungs still lungin' notes
Plantin' seeds to see em' grow guided by my soul
There's no obstacle impossible to master after i study
Building among tha ugly slums filthy, and cruddy
Where cats will steal ya buggy, and skin ya bunny
Dirty kids wit noses runny get dollars from me
It's never sunny thunny, just projects and young gun thieves
Who receive life the system gives 3 strikes that's cell-block life
Nowhere to hide fiends in tha alley o.d. off a quick high
12 year old girls wit sperm smiles suckin' dicks dry
I just write about hoodlife where there's no goodlife
U either hustle to get chips, get shot or get knives
I used to get hype and just fight day, and night
Until i felt tha slug plug my back, knew it was time to get right

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

The use of wack verses aren’t permitted in the lab
I got the gift of gab lyrically you can call me the rabbi/
Need I say I cuz when I sit n write I prey on my prey wit literature displaying my skills similar to a cat wit AIDS or HIV/
You can’t touch me wit cha slow motion capturing maneuvers
Trying to scuba dive without equipment is idiotic wit no thought process/
Authentic rhymes be preventive wit expensive costs
Leaving most dead broke, need to now file for bankruptcy/
You can’t corrupt me wit cha optician lyrical presence hence the tense
Mention me again then we going to get brave in the heart and start a war/
Having you running from Harlem to Coney Island like The Warriors
Causing a mass hysteria bearing nothing but fruitless fruit
Asking, if you’re mute? /
If not get cha game up tempo let e’m know you ain’t slacking
Lacking in skills trying to build on some real shit when I spit some shit/
Flip them mathematics without catching static not even needing the blade or the joint that’ll spread crowds like the red sea/