"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

[Mantra]

^nice drop
The house of flying daggers spitting bangers, I’m David Banner when he angers, the Spiderman suit after Venom, Kryptonite times seven, The Joker attacking Al Rocker just to make the newz at eleven, southpaw out law, attack jawz raw, Style Wars like Cap going over burners, money earner with servers, convert data to paper, digital flavor, The Great debater, a virus creator, isolate your data, designate your nature to vapor, you far from an educator, I terrorize like Al Qaeda, why guess when I’m come correct, it’s evident every line laced with intelligence taking out the pestilence, weak students, the evidence their sound is to dense, no sense, a nuisance, hence words scrambled into a mess, never the less they gas them selves up like Hess, as if they’re better than the rest, Introduction of the best to rip the heart out of their chest cavity & make blood defy gravity, I bring horror, ghetto opera stomp ya proper, timbo bootz bloody copper from bodily fluids, I kick exclusive movements so elusive leave them puzzled like rubix cubix, stupid! take yo mic & boof it

A billion darts are thrown so sharp they split stone
While i'm on my way home to bone a chic that looks like Joss stone
Micheal Jack your face off son your are not alone
Mask off this phantom's face true idenity shown
nonetheless couldn't test if so pull out chrome they testicles blown
ghetto gravedigger digging in domes, skulls, and cross-bones
serious surgery from a surgeon, your fate isn't determined
Verbally batter you vermin, until you get higher learning
Your bitch open her mouth, i drop the sperm in
Stick with the trees fiends, get off the shermen
softer than charmin, women your not charming
swarming, warming the mic, flee during my strike
Or they'll believe the hype, u got sniped under lights
Thrown over crowds, game over blaoow
disown my style, 88 keys disease
beware i'm not mild, born a golden child
Rifle clutcher, buckshot blockbuster
Thera-flu box for you, your sickness through
Mc's so bitch made they ought to be wearing daisey dukes
Once a year i'll wear a tie, suit, and shoes
But tommorows your funeral duke, so i donated the suit to you

[Prince Rai]

man this place is buzzing, im feeling an addon

[Killa BB]

Oh, I gotta get on one time....


A long distance drive by in a two-seater
Wit a sniper rifle... pop that ass from 400 meters
So you might wanna keep it movin'
'Cause my abilities just keep improvin'
And I'm a step ahead of what you doin'
Heeeeere she iiiiiiiiiiiiiiis....
Mrs. Americaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....
And all the world is a pageant
So regardless of what they tell ya
I will push you off the stage for this damn tiara
I work a little too hard for the life I got
And it's impossible to fail when you this fuckin hot
So come with me if you wanna live but I can't guarantee it
Cuz if I gotta kill you to grow... then so be it
I see a chance to shine and I blow a fuse
For a fee you can hire me to be your muse

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

A billion darts are thrown so sharp they split stone
While i'm on my way home to bone a chic that looks like Joss stone
Micheal Jack your face off son your are not alone
Mask off this phantom's face true idenity shown
nonetheless couldn't test if so pull out chrome they testicles blown
ghetto gravedigger digging in domes, skulls, and cross-bones
serious surgery from a surgeon, your fate isn't determined
Verbally batter you vermin, until you get higher learning
Your bitch open her mouth, i drop the sperm in
Stick with the trees fiends, get off the shermen
softer than charmin, women your not charming
swarming, warming the mic, flee during my strike
Or they'll believe the hype, u got sniped under lights
Thrown over crowds, game over blaoow
disown my style, 88 keys disease
beware i'm not mild, born a golden child
Rifle clutcher, buckshot blockbuster
Thera-flu box for you, your sickness through
Mc's so bitch made they ought to be wearing daisey dukes
Once a year i'll wear a tie, suit, and shoes
But tommorows your funeral duke, so i donated the suit to you

Don't cha ever get it twisted
I'm never downgraded like Hurricane Floyd, Hanna and Gustav/
My lyrics always stab the pad
Make calligraphy out emcees i slay on the daily/
Thinking you catching passes from darts
I'm releasing with a semi-automatic flow/
A thousand words a minute leave most of my enemies
Beckon for a worthy lessons without being tested/
I'm half court pressing you
With a zone from Boeheim's mind/
Y'all still have allot to learn to even process the fact
You about to get burnt like competition on “Hard to Earn”/
My words be data on CDR's when their processed and burnt
Your about as disposable as the music being released/
Beasting across tracks attack the wax while DJ cutting up tracks
I'm laying bloody murderer in the booth while taking on troops of rappers/
You weak cats are getting zapped like flies in the trapper
They're just pest buzzing around the premise wit no agenda in e'm/
I'm the last page in your binder
You better save me for a rainy day/
Don't waste my time like MIA did on those “Paper Planes”
Financing game wit nothing but labels and can goods/
Your hand me downs after five siblings
Not even worth being worn after five days/

[$inista]

Suited up for battle, combat fatigues attack with styles you couldn't conceive, Smooth criminal move subliminal, no phantasm strictly deadly venom on deck mic check, address em with mannerisms of cataclysm, packing wisdom like fully loaded ammunition, put em out commission, fall back & play yo position or get put in submission while the percussion is hitting, no physicians, surgical blades conditions are to dull, cuts with no precision, come up missing, listen I'm the original dirty rotten scoundrel lyrically douse you with flames, take aim, the four fifth will shatter yo frame, splatter yo brain, metal fragments remain, I’m insane with it, you can say I’m sicker then flu, sicker than you, fuck Mrs. America too she been trying to do me since slavery days, fuck it I’ll let her give me brains, that’s one to grow on, go on back to the pad & I’m not talking bout back in the lab, practice you jab, take a stab at any vital artery, come full heart at me Fuck it go fully auto, I keep it funky like Quasimoto, papi postal, hold it down like I suppose to, fuck yo vocals! I’ll feed it to you live on stage like the days of ol school, though I owe you not a thing rainy days is what I came to bring

[THE MASON]

the rainy days i bring, while the lady sing, drops reflect of sword edge
split into multiples/
thoughts give hope to hopefuls, cut your vocals, unplug the mic
you dont handle it right/
direct shot got you in my iron sight, cross hairs blocked by gun shot flares
producin tomb layers/
pronounced the dragon slayer, some say he unfair, buts whos to say whats fair,
in love and war/
like ol dirty bastard "ooooooh baby i like it raw", snatch like the box in hand,
with eagle claw/
samurai claimin no particular clan, deads anyone touchin his fam,
swing swords to behead/
if an injury is done to a man make it so severe, that his vengence shall never be feared

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

the rainy days i bring, while the lady sing, drops reflect of sword edge
split into multiples/
thoughts give hope to hopefuls, cut your vocals, unplug the mic
you dont handle it right/
direct shot got you in my iron sight, cross hairs blocked by gun shot flares
producin tomb layers/
pronounced the dragon slayer, some say he unfair, buts whos to say whats fair,
in love and war/
like ol dirty bastard "ooooooh baby i like it raw", snatch like the box in hand,
with eagle claw/
samurai claimin no particular clan, deads anyone touchin his fam,
swing swords to behead/
if an injury is done to a man make it so severe, that his vengence shall never be feared

Textual sexual porno flick style your girl
Kool Keith them Dr's in the Octagon/
When I'm rapping you peons couldn't see on
When you try n pee on flows that's sky high/
My acid rains from heights I dolomite cha skype
After I scrap your face wit steel cleats on/
My types be rights billed on no frills
when stars get killed and go nova/
Mold cha scripts to tricks that get murked by 44 clips
Y'all be TO'd when i obliterate cha dome wit the flow solid as chrome/
Proper gate cha mind state after dope be smoked we fumigate the premise
I educate cha menace when big booty hoes
smother your domes wit ass cheeks the size of gnomes/
Punch out cha lights similar to Mike
My shit don't stick it blossoms/
When beef meets the heart
I pound that shit into the ground like “brave heart”/
You emcees think you “Slaying Songs” I don't vocode
I unload a spit load so sick you solidify your an immortal suck-navel/
you could reroute my bars so you try n deliberate my lines
wit words that send scars to the heart/
Trying to submit the test
when you go into cardiac arrest/

[THE MASON]

Heart squeeze, artieries bleed, leak all over bed sheets,
pack swords, fuckin strapin heat/
unique and blessed, come test, no need for a vest,
just a pen and pad/
lest we forget, blow you out the lab, watch for my next collab
you might lay on cold slab/
nab, snatch and grab, mic skills throwin 52 jabs, look at the rhymes
showing these crabs, read the print fine/
the whole page is a land mine, bomb my mind, with herbals fine
its a crime to let weed pass/
mix my blunts with a little bit of hash, just to get an extra blast
splitin your temple in half, with presicion of my mental/
your rhymes are rental, mine stand on pedastels, using propaganda
for pillars, glad to rep Basement Dwellaz/
lendin hands to helen kellars, sunlight sendin, prayin for souls in heaven
im king not a pastor or reverend/
emam nor sheik, chisel rhymes in iron sheets, melted, resmelted
folded, into a sword im holdin/
descendent of woden, rockin a pendent, hear my testament
i am god, of death, poetry and victory/
dont rhyme for glory, dont ask me i wont tell you my story
so when i die, dont waste that forty/
cause im home, sittin next to L, Pac, Biggie and Dirty

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Heart squeeze, artieries bleed, leak all over bed sheets,
pack swords, fuckin strapin heat/
unique and blessed, come test, no need for a vest,
just a pen and pad/
lest we forget, blow you out the lab, watch for my next collab
you might lay on cold slab/
nab, snatch and grab, mic skills throwin 52 jabs, look at the rhymes
showing these crabs, read the print fine/
the whole page is a land mine, bomb my mind, with herbals fine
its a crime to let weed pass/
mix my blunts with a little bit of hash, just to get an extra blast
splitin your temple in half, with presicion of my mental/
your rhymes are rental, mine stand on pedastels, using propaganda
for pillars, glad to rep Basement Dwellaz/
lendin hands to helen kellars, sunlight sendin, prayin for souls in heaven
im king not a pastor or reverend/
emam nor sheik, chisel rhymes in iron sheets, melted, resmelted
folded, into a sword im holdin/
descendent of woden, rockin a pendent, hear my testament
i am god, of death, poetry and victory/
dont rhyme for glory, dont ask me i wont tell you my story
so when i die, dont waste that forty/
cause im home, sittin next to L, Pac, Biggie and Dirty

Word it’s the golden swordsmen graphical all textile
Micro fiber flow writer highlight PIE ciphers/
Strike like lighting when I’m writing
Bolting wit the traction like Usain Bolt/
After factions I claps classics wit darts that’s beyond on magic/
I run static wit electric styles
That get more POLO than Ralph Lauren/
I’m horrid when I’m destroying
All that ROME through my EMPIRE/
Highly volatile speaking languages long thought forgotten
When I’m rocking we come thick as cotton when they plotting/
Talking hogwash fish filet when I’m raiding the party
Got roaches smoking too toasted roasting hosts hosting/
Double opposite polar cold off the radar when I shade scars
Play magic actual facts be dynamite knowledge polished/
I got them Friday optics when Saturday coming
I get lost on the day of the Sabbath when we ravish/
Close the gap when we smashing with passion
Fasten your seat belts this is going to be one hell of a ride/

[$inista]

no hope, you hopeless, No hocus pocus keep focus, culprits cant cope with my opus, The dopnesss gets you most open, the dosage is potent, a million watts of voltage couldn’t stop me, I pack the most explosive, flows atrociously compulsive, summer solstice with the heat, linguistically voracious swam like a thousand locust, posted so swift kids who notice be like oh shit, scoping the words approaching so sick, spit sharp darts it’s the art of me flowing through my arteries, my blood rich, I smoke thick foggy hazy you cant follow me baby you crazy I’m swazy on beets like jay-z minus the money I’m hungry need food for the tummy same close bummy grumpy & ready to thump see how I’m on it, you don’t really want it, eyes black out like onyx when flows get bionic

[Killa BB]

no hope, you hopeless, No hocus pocus keep focus, culprits cant cope with my opus, The dopnesss gets you most open, the dosage is potent, a million watts of voltage couldn’t stop me, I pack the most explosive, flows atrociously compulsive, summer solstice with the heat, linguistically voracious swam like a thousand locust, posted so swift kids who notice be like oh shit, scoping the words approaching so sick, spit sharp darts it’s the art of me flowing through my arteries, my blood rich, I smoke thick foggy hazy you cant follow me baby you crazy I’m swazy on beets like jay-z minus the money I’m hungry need food for the tummy same close bummy grumpy & ready to thump see how I’m on it, you don’t really want it, eyes black out like onyx when flows get bionic

SICK, SICK, SICK!!!

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

no hope, you hopeless, No hocus pocus keep focus, culprits cant cope with my opus, The dopnesss gets you most open, the dosage is potent, a million watts of voltage couldn’t stop me, I pack the most explosive, flows atrociously compulsive, summer solstice with the heat, linguistically voracious swam like a thousand locust, posted so swift kids who notice be like oh shit, scoping the words approaching so sick, spit sharp darts it’s the art of me flowing through my arteries, my blood rich, I smoke thick foggy hazy you cant follow me baby you crazy I’m swazy on beets like jay-z minus the money I’m hungry need food for the tummy same close bummy grumpy & ready to thump see how I’m on it, you don’t really want it, eyes black out like onyx when flows get bionic

fire man damn i detected the flow you went in hard

[$inista]

thanks, I just caught the bugg rocking out to DJ Premier - The Actual *instrumental*

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Keep your heart locked down
You don’t go no business/
Dealing wit them
And their “isms”/
I’m the remedy
The enemy/
To everything
Lovely/
My heart is
Faithfully
On contrary/
Deadly wit a melody
So get off the cock already/

okay enough of the pop-bullshit i was trying to re-create

Microwave rappers
Don’t get eaten like popcorn without the butter/
So I suggest you do your best and
Write cha worst cuz it can’t get any better/
I “dead arm” rappers wit “yung berg” flows wit lead pipes that lay you
While your crew just says goodnight/
You couldn’t be in the Sea at all
I’ll still PWN u like Bills in Buffalo do/
There ain’t no excuse for me
To be a recluse when get 49ers & Jets on u/
Don’t even try n LEET me emceeing is just too easy
If getting “greasy” is the way you let nuts loose/
Then find a hole in the wall and go for the glory
You dumb internet nut wit no balls for hoes to cup/
Don’t let it burn you not an R&B crooner you’re an soon to be a doomed cat
That gets schooled by these lil “P-Star’s” on the block rocking/
If you can drop bombs that can touchdown like Madden
You ain’t nicer then you get blitz by easiest “Nickel” package/
Strapping on your darts wit low ammo you couldn’t even flow wit camo
My raps are all stars at the dinner table conversing on champions and accolades/

[THE MASON]

Champions sittin at round tables, ready, rock steady and able,
not a fable or a tall tale/
all hail, the king, commander and chief, puff pipes of peace,
still swingin to leave you deceased/
swords dance in the wind like leafs, break beats with verbal prowess
written on sheets/
i can run in bare feet , faster then emcees in cleets, step up to compete, fuck backspace, i just hit delete/
so seek for truth and wisdom, let the rythme hit em, keep flippin
while i upload the entire system/
arithmatic its just automatic, charged up like static.... energy
forcin synergy, completly/
equally, i can separate your chi, got walkin around with out no knees
displeased, so what it just my steez/
respect that or take a step back, in fact, dont come near, makin my position clear, trapped in headlights like deer/
set to explode so get clear