The official kill the guy above you thread

[100pr00f]

you know how it go's kill the guy above you with the CHOSEN WEAPON that is given at the end of the verse



so kill me with

weapon: chainsaw

[deadlymelody]

*kills 100proof with a chainsaw*

[Sicka than aidZ]

like that gravedigga cat...chainsaws or bats...use all the tools in your shack an hack your whole block to pieces in less than 20 minutes flat cuz your weaklings,..in fact your whole species is wak.....


kill a mahfucka with a hoe

[AK Spray]

Popppin off ya toes, then im choppin off ya nose,
Just like i do my shottties, ima turn it on my foes.
Well, muthatfuck these hoes, ima strip 'em out they clothes,
Then, put one on ya dick,
still screamin under the tape, no one knows.
Put one's cunt on ya mouth.
And now ya fuckin suffocatin,
She's commensin in menstration,
ya startin to lose your patience.
You also lose your breath.
Your lungs just collapse, Next comes death,
The reaper's got your ass.

Sorry, I cahnged it from singular to plural "hoes".. my bad...


Next Weapon: Green Bandana (make sure that the color is of sum significance)

[AK Spray]

What do i gotta kill myself?


GREEN BANDANA... lol.

[SurreaL]

Rip that peice of shit off you're face and spit on it,
shit on it, put it back in position with you're lip on it
Green Bandana, you the fake Juelz Santana
peice of shit cloth to cover you're gross fucking face,
god damn ya
Mean green?, trying to fit in on a allstar cream team
you're best off with your shower buddie's on the Clean Steam team.
I could Murder ya, but really, I never even heard of ya
take you're green bandana off, before I take a Third of ya.

Next - Heineken

[100pr00f]

welcom to the party were the beef is surreal//so real that this if going to be my first kill// 19 and u have a long lifeahead of yea utill ya had to open ya grill/ my tactics are worth mills like shoes made by iverson// guzzel the 12 pack fall back i-am-spinning//talk trash bitch i lung forwerd and cut ya adamen wit a broken heineken// slashing ya arterie bleed ya body dry ......damn what a party//

next: - golden arms

[damaja]

Ring a ding ding, death I will bring/
Because my name is Cancer.

[100pr00f]

what is that.....this aint no one line rhyme

[PolitiC]

p. be da masta/100 thinks his rhymes sumptin proofs/bitch only thing u qualify is to shine my shoes/kill the kid on track/maybe some day see that ur wack/im expensive like cokaine-crack/my peeps always got my back/eventough i quit ur swordstyle rap/ur impressed u dont say jack/ on track i aint got no gunz/i just kill anyone with my lyrical golden armz

next weapon:quillotine

[D-dub]

chek it out, written, free ,style kinda shit,
words from a true mc word up ,chek it out,

bitches better learn, that its my fukn turn,to hang wak cunts by a lasso and kikem with my spurs,
so trust me when i bust free's shit gets ugly,
coz I kill everyone in the thread not just the guy above me,
D dub leaves wak cunts spleens cut deep,
blood leaks from there nose as there heads shoved up there but cheeks,
i fuk freaks, but leave this dif de la bitch raped,
and have him screamin like tony touch on a fukn mix tape,
and fifty's fake, how could new york city make such a shitty snake,
and how could doctor dre possibly think that he's great,
Coz he's a bitch, but most are blind to see it,
So I'm here to restore there eye sight like i'm jesus,
nice cru's are beaten rite through the speakez,
fuk a knife , my rhymes will dice you to pieces,
And i wont stop dealen,till i'm thrown behind bars,
but if I go to jail it'll be from fukn kim with a broken wine glass,
so the cops still wanna be jailen me,
but there getting frustrated b coz they found nutin when they raided me,
SO to all u dealers out there watch surveilencing
Coz i almost whent to jail and no one woulda been able to pay bail for me,

Word up 97 for life

[D-dub]

Mutherfukez step up n get there nek cut...Dont bother replying unless ur ill



D dub never sympathetic,
if hip hop was a drug bitches would be sucken my dik to get it,
the way I flip is epic get ur clique dismemmbed quick
im shorter then my my temper is so remember this when you spit,
chiks are pathetic and shit unless on a bed with a pussy embedded with dik
cum on there breast and the hips,
I aint benelovent I ll be getn her pissed dissecting her clit leave her dead in a whip
with dik cheese spread on there lips,
and just when I thought it couldn’t get any better then this,
I slit her stomach open and found she was expecting some kids ,
I ate the identical twins, directly from her ribs
In less then seconds I was sik felt like my intestines had split,
my left testicle itches while my right ventricle twitches
I need medical help gimme five bisexual bitches,
i wish I could never do dishes rude n visciouse
leave you with the fishes and ur supersticious crew in stitches

ur next weapon is a pik sikle and a shovel, enjoy

[ilzPotent]

Im saying though...


you fucking up the flow. post this shit in a freestyle thread.

the weapon is a lasso and spur.

rhyme about it and name the next weapon.

I know the concept is perhaps alittle complex but I have faith in you. thank you.

[Aqueous Moon]

but what is a lasso and spur????

nut, come school me on yo weapon...you always picking some crazy weapons..lol

[100pr00f]

mr cat in the hat quit with bubble gum raps// i swing wit sword play its just ak strays i never said i was strapped//ya luck is down u a street thug in the allys hustling craps// go ahead and push ya stacks go ahead and tell em the facts// saying u as expensive as crack get the fuck out of here def jam couldnt sell em with that//have u seen the movie the kid dies in the end golden your not ur crack u couldt sell- a-fen so stop// the style i chose will leave strips on ya back n thier is no fight couse the guillotine is locked//one last word fuck it let the shit run down as real-as-seen as ya head go"s pop//

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