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fuck the biscuit, when i throws fists bitch behold the quicknessOriginally Posted by AcidPhosphate69
cross a mufucka so fast that he drop from motion sickness
these cats've got weight but we can break em for it
red, dread and shrapll drop gates, them snakes abhor it
Acid Phosphate rippin shit, so quick to stick em
have em bitches swimmin in pools of red liquid drippin
im quick to get in it, grab the steel man and its on
have em mufuckas runnin wheelchair marathons
special olympics, this metal'll flip bitchbastids
have families droppin petals on kids caskets
sip vodka, blow fire, the life of a shotta fo hire
one phone call get u caught in a fire
when i go b, itll be like Bodie got shot on The Wire
theyll never take em alive, i run this sumbitch
all black, yeah the clothes match the gun clips
and im bound to break a mufucka face off of one hit
What's up shrap?
Hit a mc's veins with aids infected iv needles//
poison dart sequel coming soon for ya'll to pre-view//
My cerebral's evil, giving rappers verbals lethal injections, in lounge sections in seconds//
Protect ya kneck , from flyin' weapons that'll splatter ya badder than a slug in ya brain//
spark pluggin' the frames of these homo-thugs in the game//
Bringin' pain worse than chinese water torture,
the bloodsport author taught to extort ya//
street educated mic scorcher,freestyle thread torcher//
First there was Johny Blaze, know watch my clavicle transform into a shottie guage//
My platoon surround you gays, as the color of the sky change to grey, as the battle breaks into fatality stage//
Heads get Suge Knight grazed on the iron horse with the force of a nigh-train//
Telling these lames in rhymes there's no comparison..i'm the obeist shit, while you just a shit stain//
i reign water, pistol whippin' news reporters//
Battle a young-buck- shot through his skull, be-hold the holy be-headed slaughter//
Marinated the remains for cannibals//
My killing sea-son tactics remain un-tangible//
i man-handle crews, then i cruise off after lights out, these niggas don't want no pussy like Boy George stuck in a whore house//
The more mouth, the more beatings, i declare war meetings//
I rip shit apart wash the manure of my hands, then chill out for the remainder of the evening//
Last edited by Mantra; 12-12-2006 at 01:52 PM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Acid laced FishSkale, taste a rail, get nailed
To the wall, Psycadelic 8-ball style on the prowl
Kowtow and beg, bow before badasses
We classical classless, brazen bastards
Plasterin' competition, wishin' they go do the same
When Lyrical Seriouness Destroys the frame
Transist into mind change, ya time came
To blow the nosebone, back outta ya dome
When coke rock Shrapnel, contacts membrane
Smoke pot and rattle, those spots 'n them flames
Burn down bridges, breakin' under foot the beasts
Turn coward bitches, bakin' with heat released
Police hatin', criminals the least shaken
Teeth breakin', trachea takin' thist slakin'
No fakin' for these, make ya girl act craven
Oh please, you need to believe, breath wastin'
Bashin' the best patience, playstations your games
shapin' to be warped, short of course to sorts
Cohorts are hortlin', your pig nose chortlin'
Shitbag mud lovin', cousin' of incest lovin'
Get tagged the HUD targetin, release miss-ile
Four knuckles blood garneshin', peep fist files
Riled and wild, the grizzled will leave smile piled and sizzled
Fire's my element of choice, decoy's devestated then destroyed//
Art of war slayer, hell on earth mobs are paranoid//
Grab humanoids feed em' steroids, then send them to destroy the opressors//
Knock on the door police warrant pressure, makes me grab the gat, and clap the aggressive aggresors//
Treasure the shots, black cop blood gets mopped//
smoke my pot crops on the roof-top, smoke-out spot//
Topics enhanced, chinky eyes attract a polluted wisdom in hot pants//
Hit it strapped up, bust a avalanche, then send her home with no advance//
The lab caved in, after-math destroyed food, and clothing//
On the low loathing possesions, in the shelter studying lessons//
Mess in my mind flashes, my frames captive, but the brain can't be washed, or mastered//
Verbal attack master, mehanical writing sun on the run refused to be captured//
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Fuck dat!
Hook
Music's not the same any-more, time to take these wack acts to war//
and for the consumers wasting they pennies, the purchase wasn't worth ya hard earned dollars//
Too many of the same, similar sounding artists in the game//
all They rap bout bitches, cars, and chains//
Intelligence missed their brain, wtf? re-gain common-sense/
Get off that non-sense, gimics, i'm against//
Since O.C. dropped "Word Life" son been nice//
In dreams iv'e stood before Christ, and free-styled twice//
Got props from Sean, for some cats i ghost-write for a low price//
Rock no tats, and no ice, haters think i got no life//
Bruce Lee advice i flow like water drownin' these mice//
My life is real, the ill-dogs i put to sleep at the vet, skip the bill//
Be-hind monitors internet thugs, use keyboards to sound ill//
i laugh givin' a fuck how they feel, we can handle beef with hands, or steel//
I see ya'll still talkin' like thugs, holdin' grudge, bitch-niggas get no love//
Your a "Stan", a.k.a. homo-thug gettin' drunk, the type to get lumps//
Air-head nigga at the gas station gettin' his head pumped//
Last edited by Mantra; 12-20-2006 at 02:29 PM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
check the savage, the man VC's back at it
servin crack addicts, doin amounts of damage
my clan is unstoppable we bulldoze your crew
rebuild in the same spot your empire grew
my style will pass on to the next generation
as it gains reputation, for insane elevation
my brain's levetatin, just gettin high off my own rhymes
it's showtime, the whole crowd knows I..
rock the mic harder then a boulder, and you know it
and do it all while your girl is blowin
i'm doin this while listenin to size 'em up
got some weed then you can divide it up
and before you leave you should light it up
your fuckin' rhymes are generic when comparin' to mine/
bet if I robbed you mothafuckas I wouldn't inherit a dime/
barbaric wit nines, designed with a terrorist mind/
plottin' the world's destruction, bustin' at an arian swine/
I'm tearin' ya spine like subzero, mortal kombat fatal strikes/
navel sliced, intestines leakin' out your fuckin' anal pipe/
aim precise, I'm nice wit da desert eags and infra light/
spin the dice and gamble with your infant life, I'm sendin' kites/
to killas up in Panatang, shank you in a blanket party/
turn your thuggish ass into an amish man, you gansta? hardly!/
got beef?, then meet me on the EgWest strip/
pistol whip you for a spliff, you'll git your necklace stripped/
throwin' pimpsmacks to feminists and sexist chicks/
well if you hate men then why you havin' sex with dicks?/
I blessed this shit, for all you corny cocksuckers with no talent/
catch a buck-fifty from a boxcutter, you no challenge!
The mics griped as i come to grips with battle turbulence//
Turn against the system defense, i press raps heavy off the bench//
I strike skin rips, the pen pimp, female mc's asses i pinch//
Street grinch, methods lynch lynchers , and ass-kissers bitch//
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Liked that first bar^^ lol
i hit the rhyme switch off , cos it was lit wrong
lyrics split before the neck can say - adams gone
ha ha mad damage im inducin sorta goes against my ethics
but born as an mc , im to forever tempt knowledge wreckless
ketchin headaches cos my thoughts flyin all over the place
spyin on the pens mistakes , but a double agent cos it made the same
eyes blink wen its time to change the frame
my hands rub em' , but the genie flashes the picture just ta' stain
If Honesty's a Virture, then the Ganja Leaf's my Perfume!
Honestly...Vs Truth, This Honest Thief is Fer' Loot!
the Fear Factor? they'll Never have a Cure for Cancer!
Mirror Shattered, Pure Disaster, Where's the Answer??
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
LOVE IT SPOKE! GE TON AOL SON WE NEED TO TALK
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
I rose from bones and ashes of genocide victims,
stabbing hearts of priests preaching false religions,
like pigeons they flock to bread crumbs on pavement,
born enslavement chains and whips used to bare pain,
tore frames like kites dismantled by hurricanes,
down pour of rain... as my fingers dig into strangers flesh,
horrid quest my goal is to inflict death by breaking necks,
solar flex knocked molarless power jabs remove canines,
my movements instate stress I rake flesh and leave scars ....
AYO..
wattup ma nigga bEN bIG..suspended prickz off micz intended to spit hurrendous../
wattup wit u givin AC mention? bask in presence as I rap quick lessons..../
how WUCORP? since my LAST impression!? MASK vengence as I FLASH sentences../
Relentless revenge..relevant to those reppin relics who spit trash n callin pplz jealous..!.
Zealots covet cuz pelletz bustin thru excellence cover'd in EXCELLENT NUMBERS!!..
IM TELLIN ya BROTHAZ im SWELLIN OTHAZ wit confidence.. u can get out this province kid../
speakin of these harmless nigz who rap garbage n lack proper skill.. to get point across./
son Im blessed like annointed cross..dont get pissed cuz ya joints is soft..str8 moist n all../
noone hoist ya fall..you break bones like royjones punch sumone who take balls insteada puss../
son Im tha dreadest crook..wit tha deadest look..find ya shell in tha BED of BROOKz../
HEADZ just LOOK..when I approach wit tha DEAFEST HOOKS! get LEFT n SHOOK../
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