phat lyrics mix dat wid some beat u be a made man then hit me up for givin you the idea safe!!!
phat lyrics mix dat wid some beat u be a made man then hit me up for givin you the idea safe!!!
oh shit, your bitchass showed up...fuck 7 an dartz...
mutherfucker, on another wu tang board.../
smash your punk axe with my long ass sword.../
cant believe that shit, that old site almost became fun to kick it in.../
then those bitches started erasing all the dope disses we submitted them.../
fuck that punk,messiah too.../
I say what i want, thats why i started this thread...just to say "fuck u"...../
them boys can take it,...they listen to Wu.../
dumb as hell how that shit pissed off the mefical crew.../
i think there was maybe 5 members dissin altogether an shit.../
whiny ass mods cut it short just to bitch.../
say 50 an shrap gonna get banned for bein godz of rap.../
If that lil shit with those candles came to my face he'd get his fuckin whole face jacked.../
thought that other nerd poison was coo.../
till i realized how many punk ass remarks he threw.../
i dissed bone...he could barely hold it together.../
WuCorp's back bitches,...you faggots gotta kick it like bitches 4ever cuz,...i unno,..just cuz bitch...Skale will tell u the story better anyways, what ever...im still "sicka than aidz".../
no one can fade me.../
dont even try.../
why,...cuz ill fuckin haunt u like a fuckin banshee an make sure that u die.../
my rap style's simple an fly.../
fuckin, yeah, thats all,.....thank god for lettin me get high
bye...
quick reply
peace
No time for hesitatin,
freeflowin like bitches menstratin.
MY fans, waitin' so patient,
for me to kick the blatant, that's latent,
these rappers can't stand me.
Cuz my shit, get's the bitches randy,
and their shit's pop like candy.
Well, fuck a sweet and dandy,
When i drop it hot,
It's not for snoop, it's mandy.
WEll, let's see...
Where's my deposit penalty?
You fucked up the chemisty,
Well, sure ur a private purchaser,
But yo, you ain't in the registry.
Now, back up and let me speak.
I'm actin up legislative,
For those that want their emancipation,
The shit is my rhymes i'm statin,
Is still oh so latent,
and just remember,
Whatever the weather be,
you never ever could be as clever as me.
Off the top of the dome.. sorry if it sucks.
ooff the hook and the chain,
That dangles up in my brain,
freestylin on the WuCorp,
leavin sunnovabitches in pain,
let 'em strain,
let 'em hang,
like they in a meat locka.
Word up to SICKA and BEN ,
we just shock ya.
And pop ya,
Like i pop a whopper bitch.
Gimme taht shit, and gimme clips,
ima swallow 'em, then spit 'em out.
That's how i'm drippin in droughts.
Drippin out lead, puttin pounds in ya head.
LEavin you covered in red,
Don't beg,
Just instead,
Gimme head.
LMAO.. I dunno what the fuck im doin.
when a fate is set in motion son it cannot be stopped,
your destined to drop, im destined to shock pull out a sharped
mended misheady, steady, ready for chopps no pre-tending
unless its dejaveau wit a glock thats lock cocked an ready for shots,
till the cement has been chalked, swarmin wit cops only way we escape
these murders cause police investigaters haten there jobs those slobs
makin remarks like"why the fuck they gotta kill in the dark"RAZOR BLADE SCARES ONLY VISABLE FROM OUTTA THERE CARZ.
EVERSICK666
powdered them stars with a ratchet,Originally Posted by Eversick666
In the state of panic some act placid,
rabid rancid rats devour poisons and acid,
the chosen do back flips from the force of my gun,
the frozen are thawed out from the fire from my lungs,
I bore into brains that snore I tore up the veins of the poor,
injections circulate and store toxins accumulate ready for war....
neva ticklish ridiculous rippin this im a hypnotist
breakin from ma chrysalis killin ya like im syphilis
chewin upon some liquorish spittin this steady kickin it
u know u cant get with this killa shit krazy lyricist
i spit shit formidable a criminal with sylables
never come subliminal ma lyricals original
spiritually phyiscal am always spittin literal
miracles be flippin futuristic from the biblical
im sick of these memories tellin me that eventualy
my life will be steadily endin left with no energy
burried in the cemetry yellin see for the weaponary
overcome it chemically ready 4 any enemy
slash tracks and attack ya blast the rap mastas
after the lafter glass will crack faster
bastards will catch ya crack ya wack actors
capture the action fasta comin atcha!
listen to the speakers features eat ya like some pizza
loadin up the heater 2 seater fuck up ya sneakers
listen to the preacher 2 teach ya the grim reapa
carry blood in litres 2 feed the beats creatures
back from anotha exadus the rock continues
eatin half ass mc's that on the menus
capt of the Force a gunus i mean genious
commander of the battalion of million minions
wanna cry here is onions for yo pigions
reckin crews better yet legions
cuz im the doom that asumes high position in this temple
a monster of cermonies so shit i tremple
trample rum drinkin as i rumble and hum
shootin starts and darts now u see me like cum
lame bums i beat chumps like drums
got ya bleadin like gengavitis and gums
leave lumps and limp lims with bumps
a master of mathematics i'm trig ya still in sums
so add this up im the dow jones and up
ya broke stock a weak bet aka a flop
so please drop like cops in the LA times
put down yo brain leave to me the rhymes
so try to catch up like hines
cause i aint comin back fo u even if u pressed rewind
ROCKD IN THE HAUSE<- WU-TANG SOUL MENACE
dont listen to the rhetoric/man with the biggest dick/a legend in your midst, consider it/
im back from an exodus/leavin post-its signed "you cant fuck with us"
took my rhymes and travelled far/went to the sky as a shining star/ found myself back on earth in a dining car/ gota drug enduced mentality cause we took it too far/
journeyed to the east, where they kill kids/
journeyed into the beast, where the thrill lives/
hung with some of the least and the conversation was just spilled fibs/
went down south/where they all sound like a sycophant/dont even have to open they mouth/to shout like an ignorant
took the train to the west/packed a pb&j and a girl named jess/in a sun dress/for the first time didnt have to bring the vest/hit the floor with some serious zest/ended up alone back on the train nevertheless
now im back/greeted with applause/here to roll the wack/ off the edge of the falls/so while your favorite emcee stalls/ waitin for that "oh hes back"/
ima be writin workin out the flaws
eyo Im pickin your lock, redy to blast cuz Im comin in//
committin sins, got my balls restin on your chin//
but Im a justifying man, kill bitches who deserves it//
son dont be betting with the money if you never earned it//
Im waiting under your bed with a 16 inch blade//
you feel like laying down, make my mothafuckin day//
but it ends okey, thats all i have to say//
so you bitches wanna play with the homie they call insane?//
yo Im a kill U with my bare hands//
like jackie chan//
a true kung fu man, im a lord of the land//
about 2 fuck you up, make your bodies drop//
skin you alive from you ancles and up//
and when Im done IŽll be leaving your soul with sick scars//
you may se me in a casket butt never behind bars//
awhaha, freaky shit..
Peace out
get out of my sight, if you dont wanna die//
in a raw freestyle, or a bare knuckle fight//
or taste my tech-9 in an alley at night//
just you and me here bitch, lets do this//
IŽm so fitt, no shit, know you cant top this//
I lay above you all//
so when angels fall//
then you know its me//
up there shootin JC//
cuz i make venomus lines, spreadin like anthrax//
when IŽm shuvin my glock up your mothafucin ascrack//
so you better keep your head down when you see me drive by//
thaught that you could beat me, now IŽll blast to tha sky//
what? think you can detonate a handgrande?//
holy shit punk you cant have a brain//
IŽll shuv it up your asscrack//
blow your fuckin ass back//
to whatever cave you came from, now thats a fact//
peace.. hehe
hate rappers thats just spittin, talkin that talk, that babble
we poppin that glock puttin grey matter on the gravel
fuckin wit my uptown click bitch get bucked down quick
get found two weeks later in an out of town ditch
aint noone lookin for me cuz they all know im right here
when i find these hoes they know ill blow out they right ear
kick em in the neck, put the clip up in the tek
one up in they lungs, blood spittin on the deck
coughin it up like haze smoke, fake bitch i blaze jokes
talkin like they played the dope game, just fake folk
comin playin wit my brothers im runnin trains on ya mothers
leave you like ya momma layin under the covers
under the sheets, bring it to em rain thunder or sleet
you runnin that mouth but i run wit the heat
sewer ass mofuckas, put you under the street
leave it to your bitch to lick the cum from my meat
im tryin to sleep, but the fat bitch keep yellin,
wanna give her a dick slap, like i would with Helen'
all my weed is gone, and my fuckin beer is to,
You so fat 'n' nasty i thought u ate my crew'
fuck you, im tired and want to fuckin chill,
gonna smoke a blunt, and watch Dr. Phil,
to laugh at crazy hoes, with a fat ass like yours,
a horse ? hell naw, that's yo fuckin weight,
fastfood bait this aint hate this is fuckin war,
That bed of your's must soon be bombed & sore'
so shut the hell up, before i knock yo door in,
on top of you anyone would seem long & thin'
Even i can see that shit is wack, i need some fuckin sleep !
BITCH SHUT UP
Last edited by CHRONZ; 07-17-2006 at 08:12 PM.
Riddle me this
how come every time you piss you be sittin down like you was a miss
talkin shit bout me will hurt you like sqeezin on a cyst
and I reminese about the ryms that i spit
i be killin so manny rappers you would i had a hit list
at the top of your wish list is the hope i don't wreck
with ryms so dirty the health department won't inspect this
i infect this track with somethin stronger than steriods
with ryms so hard they be busten androids
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