yo, you weak 'n you aint follow the rules
suppose to leave a weapon, hollows in tools
explode ya shit, ill watch ya wallow in stool
nw: straw
yo, you weak 'n you aint follow the rules
suppose to leave a weapon, hollows in tools
explode ya shit, ill watch ya wallow in stool
nw: straw
spit balling slime scalled hot water pressure suits
mind reboots when i hex e'm hit e'm with more blow darts
through straws than bras been popped by any priest i didn't meet/
opposite of the pope hell of a life trifling mind rifling off shots
shows drink dem brains through a straw always ripping it raw/
cannibalistic when i am the sheepish,
just that damn sadistic at the flick of wrist/
next weapon: playing cards
my gambits are explosive, some are left mangled and scarredOriginally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
sharp edges, no residue, the only clue?
some playing cards
penetrate the safest armory, the changing of the guard
my targets dangle by windows with videos of the charges
next weapon:
stockings
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
videos of the charges
yo
we pitty those artists
hit witta fifty load cartridge
what we use to blow them kiddies apart with
social services, a disney enlargment
gypsy in darkness, im like micky
mallory, we think heartless, put you to sleep, God's wish
when my team's in deep waters, who's knockin?
im everywhere that you travel, like two stockins
you's rockin, talkin aushwitz docta
with jew docorintes, use caution
cuz my breath is infectious as flu toxins
keep it fly like lexus you cruise datsuns!
ha, them old ass trucks!
nw - rebar
ArcherPriest, you Rae & Em should do like Justin Bieber and Just beat it
Your ass is a faggots lunch you ragged cunt
woooow your weak..
lines pathetic, retarded, ya mind's genetics
fried 'n deaded, ya rhymin can find no credit
all that satalite crap, man this guy's pretendin
like his babbling raps is providin' lessons
they aint nothin but shit, like inside intestines
he aint fit, ill american size his metrics
spaced-out euro fuck fag got his mic mollested
ima show Em that priest aint a guy to mess with
when i gas up his rags lit alive in trenches
ima blacken his sky in the rising stenches
nw- paperclip
poof...pow how you like me now
ol' coon that jab a goon just to pop their balloon
im so like wow... you kids are like puppy chow
big dawg maul those who got the gaul to say "yes, yes y'all"
without acknowledging the Mos and bow...
clown around for awhile but let me get wit the proflic
spliff lit so i what i spit be too cosmic to get
out cha frame i remain just letting my thang hang
man the rhymes i script would rip a paperclip...
nw - toenail
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
When slashing ure throat fails,
flowz pushin the ghost sails,
broke teeth,stuck meat,a portion of entrails....
Alpha beta stale bitches that ferral for wholesale,
and leave a bloody nose cavity battery,juss follow tha coke trails.....
,Arch Preist gave em a blessing,contesting the old sales,
while tha pope leanz on dope,christs corroded on 3 nailz,..
Impale ure loathing for death when I open the spectrum for sieg hailz,
ure weak flail gets extingushed,deminished by hope failed,.....
.U FUCKIN DRAB HERBED CRAB GO CHOKE ON A TOENAIL.....ahah
Next Weapon---Antlerz
"We discourteous creatures, features of repetitive
feaster's,that pray on the opposite optical of logical people"http://www.myspace.com/eversick0666
license to kill deer hunter looking for a thrill
archer skill i reveal points forged in Hanzo steel
no camoflauge but i stay hidden in elements
you can try dodge but wherever you hide is irrelevant
clean sweep the forest my fire is Heaven scent
brimestone i own but rent out to Hell's resident
prominent throughout sacred lands i spread like cancers
my style run wild crash thru you point of view with huge antlers...
nw: weed seed
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
Get ready to meet the dealer u cop pif from Mr nightmare to Freddy krug no money no woo u know the rules. Bodybags get sold around the corner in between the Wu wear store and the coroner. The guy above me flow weak like 7 days you need to stop if they respected you as a artist you'ld rank garbage . Whose your favorite artist he gonna be missin a fan and you missin in action 36 weeks ago I was mixin strains weed seeds propigated in jack kevorkian beta potassium euthanism him killin him
Right outside.
No weapons 2 choose from, suicides the only option from gate get em tweaked manchurian
Candidate wake em up like bacon/eggs early on the a.m. Attacking from the east like I'm ridin the sun must b me and Krsna that's Krsna and me. I see stained glass in my future maybe after I get the money they gone start to idolize me building churches and tabernacles life is like a game of chess I'm about 2 castle
Right outside.
Nice flow better than some forum so called leaders. Plus it made since hahahahaha where is Inspecta Deck when you need him
Right outside.
It's a rhetorical question everybody
Right outside.
1 percent real 99 percent bitch
And that's how i feel so come and get this Dick
Came to get the dick... and then I sliced it off, Bobbit style
Dick is what you picked to be the death of you? Nigga u wild
Screamin while you bleedin, gotta gag you wit yo own shit
Murder made too easy, pick a harder weapon next rip
lol
Weapon of Choice: Snake Bite
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