spoken is dead and broken.......
If iam a seargent leading an army of queers
You’ a garment wrapped round the queers joystick and gears
Deceiving ya sad yourself that you got barz sharp as gleaming shearz
Dreaming disappears bleeding appears manz dead in the battlefield of Algiers
I throw dough your john doe impaled with verbal spears
I spit six I hit quix your eight think they the music of the sphere
Killgrave get close shave by the k blade
Millmeters from ya arteries and jugular vein
bust Biblical stories like abel and cane
I got a new story, mc pain and captain cocaine
I rock a few boneys spiritual gain clock ya game
Kl-A -Z be bustin balls bustin brains otutcome be bloody shower/ crimson rain
lets get at this shit ... some nice rhymin goin on ...
ima leave this cat sidious katana, scootin home and cryin to mama
an e thug aint harmin karma, short ass man and as wide as a hummer
it took LL 14 to the dome, while "dat nigga jigga" fired 70 at ya frame
but when i hold the chrome, i only need one, yeh im a fuckn good aim
coz you got weaker delivery than an anarexic pizza driver
and you aint spittin no darts you just dribblin saliva
the devine you aint, nor are you a lyricist
you're wackness is taint, infecting the corp like syphillis
ima bury this cat once and for all, thru multi line rhymes
send you from 'temple of darts' to the obituaries of the wu corp times
Posts by The Hound are signed TH.
Quoting ≠ Agreement.
mrs TT think you bust multi line rhymes
face the katana blade, wit ya faulty crime chimes
salty mime signs, i pound the divine hime
get with the times, flow sour then arabian lime
the palladiums MINE, the only audiece who feels your design
are the doctors operating on your muthafukin spine
Whew! That was sick!Originally Posted by sidious_katana
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Another tight 6 lines loving em!
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
i apprieciate that JTS
peace
no one else......
the sidious reigns supreme
yo i'm the illest in michigan
yall aint worth a glimpse of raekwon
this iz the birth of a prince like rza and tayshawn
the new like dilla
truest since gza get ya fake on
pist on rapperz whoz skillz missin like akon
With 3 girls on ya cock you couldnt spit straight lies
I'm about to murder this cat, hes used his other 8 lives
Callin yourself a katana when you're not even steak knives
couldnt beat me if i used 4 and gave you 8 lines
I'll help you out with personal info, i got 9 illeigitimate sons
Dunno how its gonna help you win though, you're still the illiterate one
OTB you split the name of ODB, your flows basic lets face it you spit CB,
that standz for chlorophyll b, dont be talkin bout R.I.P dilla see, cuz K.A.Z skins you like bark from a tree, i got the masters degree on how to roast phoney emcees, boyz on his knees, as i deliver his death guarantee, the katana decree states if any man disagrees, i verbally destroy everthing you claim you may be, boy my verbs leave the forum a pile of smokin debris
missus methods am gonna give you three seconds,
to cease the crappin rappin boy your inevitable fate beckons,
katana reckons your your ass is your only weapon,
cuz when things get ruff you trade blows for sex with ya mans blessin, your version of a smith n wessin, invoves suckin cocks and naked bench pressin
SK got the message across with no messin or stessin
how you gonna say 3 seconds? this is a battle, not you touching pre-pubescents
Stop with the barss if i wanted "come back" i would've wiped it off your mums crack
You didnt have ONE rebuttal for what i said, cat has so many pre-writtens his fingers are stained with lead
ive maimed the best and you failin to test, ill lay you to rest as i rip the viens from ya chest
see, rippin shit like that is simple, sucked so much dick your cheek caved in and now you got a dimple
pre writtens you two legged retarded kitten, i get you so hot
you verbal release machine gun shittin, the bars iam hittin,
decieve the predictiable methodz yo be clippin, you sippin wanabee emcee potion, crossin ya fingers while you spittin, i pluck fools like you like muthafuckin chickens ,the clocks tickin while you over the edge tippin, one rebuttal thats all i need cuz it describes the virus you be transmittin
You're right, i transmit a virus that kills, its one of the many reasons why im this ill
With the first verse i made you mine, you couldnt switch up flow if there was a change in the tide
half the shit you're sayin doesnt even make sense, you're just a quater not even 50 cents
Diss me again, sayin its freestlye when it took you 10 minutes to reply
spent most of the time on google lookin up the words that rhyme
im just tryina help you advance, beat you with one verse decided to give you another chance
two legged retarded kitten?.... uh... yeah...
why is it only 6 lines too? shits ridiculous
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