Originally Posted by .:ArcherPriest:.
[B]All you
peasant rapper
sound distorted
attenuated
pass your rhymes
to next MC
so it can be heard
repeatedly
trim the noise
your level reads
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/B]
[B]All you
peasant rapper
sound distorted
attenuated
pass your rhymes
to next MC
so it can be heard
repeatedly
trim the noise
your level reads
0dB
/B]
Creepin in streets... Witta Wesson, Fresh Fatigues
testin me(?) .. you dead in less than a week (.)
I was destined to be.. the best in the league
Snatch yo mic up... plus the rest of ya weed
Pull a chair up Brother... ill kick a lesson free
word up AP ... ayo ...
Dressed in DEFEAT.. blessed in tha teeth ya destined TO MEET cement or FIST..repent or be replenished../
or be remember'd on wallz graffed by war artists..u snored hardest leadin to ya morbid darkness.../
every time U spat it was more garbage..even tho u from a raw province people know u caused dramaz../
pause logic..withdraw from projectz..u a bitch wit no cheese like cottage..u nevah payed homage../
false clamin have ya ballz hangin..up to ya neck in street debt have ya regret stepz u took to reach it../
look to JESUS..only way u gettin on-a-right track.. even crookz believe it..now they sight black../
fight back..! u cant.. under 6 ft of sand..ton-a-heap-of land over ya "undefeated plan".../
I wonder seekin clans..or a GOD..for why reasons man feature stands on cash, heat n grams../
slash peoplez hands we aint equal than or less then.. pretendin death sentence duznt offends us../
Last edited by Aclikyano; 09-04-2006 at 01:35 PM.
^that was an ill verse homie..props
Time for my return, i never turn the other cheek i let highly flammable lyrics burn
Un-concerned with the glitter these critters keep keeping on
Worshipping materials ....weakining their spiritual growth
Fuck what squad u reppin' son, me and my weapons are close
Don't test a master killer, that's not afraid of no ghost
Rappers boast gang affiliation, and get banged on the wrong coast
As we approach a new day, i stay stackin' chips for an AK
Before i wear that beast mark, i'm a let it spray
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
BE-tray ciggerettz n ashes..verses snatch ya too addictive like acid n PHP injected in ya neck../
SURPASS ya.. WORD MASTER..VERSE VERNACULA..U suck like Dracula..FIRST 2 CLAP YA../
SERVE BASTIDS wit MASSIVE BURNS..verbal hazards TURNS ya vertabrae BACKWARDS!@..
Heard me SPRAY? I attack hoods..smash wood wit brass foot, crack goodz wit INPUT../
sin crookez been look.. duckin mah ASS for GOOD!..glass shook as MY GAT BOOK../
StrapS COULD wip a nigga till he RASH n COLLAPSE in soot!..I fracture HOOKZ (too nice to collab)..
See Below
Last edited by Battle 1; 09-05-2006 at 10:48 PM.
Yo Check your mic adapter like the #1 rapper
I'm more in tune than doc doom make room
Explode like a poisonous mushroom
Infra red sweeping everything in site like a broom
Shots blast like flames from girly hot twats
Ask not what I gots
Just check the red dots call in the swats
When I'm on fire it's like the warning sign others best retire
Jewls I easily aquire call me sire
The many seek a peek at but soon retreat or face defeat
It's trick or treat stay up on your feet
Let the races begin at the track meet
Pack your school bag for lunch real neat
Nerd got turd on his shoes that's my word
Don't ignore the whore who swore that it was me she'd adore
Apples rotten to the core
Your here cause you want more
For sure
Launch a war take a tour
Sky high I sore
Eagle talens razor sharp talents
Don't lose your balance
Is your name Lance more than song and dance you gotta prance
I got girls in a trance
Marching like an army of ants
Pull the joint right out my pants
kick rhymes wit spice and rhythm the tae bo spick
only time u play DUSK is if u doin a bio flick
now i kno thick heads such as yours need style
and u couple of bitches is full of shit like smuggled weed viles
knuckle feed, wild brothas such as me deserve praise
been superb servin nerd gays gay since third grade
if u get a chance u better go like its ur birthday
or burst cuz words sprayed'll leave u cursed in the worst way
ok, flow slay those with me as foe in mind
make the dough stretch like a-holes wit blow inside
first lie of the verse since im broker than vas’ dropped
wit words worth spurs rotatin ull need to gauze ya top
still proceed to cause mc’s to hiss and fuss around
hence the need to pause gently whenever dusk around
thus the sound is “boom” when I leave wit a bang
which means ur up to find ur doom in the D wit the fangs
BEWARE:
https://soundcloud.com/frieza-saga
BEWARE:
https://soundcloud.com/frieza-saga
BEWARE:
https://soundcloud.com/frieza-saga
Dead president approachin, rappers fleeing like the locust
Draw poachers closer, wit lines fresh and hot out the toaster
Tote'in carbon black, layin railroad tracks
Trim verses back till sand cracks hold sell sacks
Mac attack a rap with nine words intact
Feed back impacts a fake rapper's act
Ripped mc's from south dallas in the d.j. palace
Left them in wonderland like alice wit styles thats malice
With words left over from old verses i slay a victim
So terse when sober leave curses wit word dictums
Converses versus nike's stealin purses from nurses
Intersperses mark my lyric churches givin reimburses
Interpretation of scheme realations reveal abbreviations
Assasnation nation cause trepidations in a regulation
Wu banga
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
The way me and dusk kick it, bust sickness out the way
We'd sound for days, spaced, nuff' kicking out the gays
Without a trace, flow be like all hells Water son
Comes natural, it'd be like Rahzel boxin ones
Your jots are nun, though we could fight ya crew
The slightest oops, that means all ya life is threw
Stick a knife or two, through the throat and face
We blow spots dirty, while your girl blows the place
You gettin mowed and laced thinkin you could do it betta'
My news will melt ya, flesh, like tastin a chewed barreta
peace DUSk
Closed case, fake faces effaced wit mass erasement
Lace'in patients with sharp bass and lacerations
Fresh out the state pen faggots makin statements
Finnaly my cell's vacant, now i register for reinstatement
Died a couple times, tried to supple my rhymes
Still i'm behind my lines, shootin quarters and dimes
For earth's sake, i'm heaven sent, but yaw wouldn't sign for me
Now the birth's will have plagues ment for the deserving
Observing then throwin curving poems at all opposing
Conserving urges and surges for dormant brawls in my closing
Wu banga
Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 09-06-2006 at 09:37 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
The official freestyle thread take to their head
Leave em' dead covered in red
Sorta like Valentine's day
Here have some word spray
Like thoughts molded in clay
Who's hungry for some fish filay
To God you better pray
Girls want to stay
But don't ask for pay
Hairs glittering like a sun ray
Never cliche
If so reflect off me like Ricochet
Catch the front page rhyming always on timing
I keep on climbing
There is no out-lining
Fine dining
Living room reclining
I'm so inclining
Stop the whining
Or else it's your time for dying
MY sic dope freestyle
I Am Sitting Here Kickn It
Maxin Out On Weed And Trippin It
I Live The Life Of The Wyld Man
Chea Like Green Eggs And Ham
I Am Doper Than The Dope Man
And I Aint Gona Eat Not Spam
Check Me Out In My Airforce Ones
Look At Me Twice Boi And You'll Be Done
The Battle Is Over, But The War Has Just Begun
I Inspyre Fear In To Mortal Men
Mediating Like A A Zen
My Flow Is Tight
Darker Than A Cuban Night
Flowing Like A River
I Can Deliver
The Goods
Come To My Hood
And It'll Be All Understood
Chea Chea Chea
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Last edited by Battle 1; 09-07-2006 at 09:16 PM.
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