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 Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 8:46 pm
BlackSkyline Wit bitches that act tough But still they got fat butts So..This is your boy sky, you know that I stay fly So dont need to get high, and these bitches love my Secret recipe, ******** them and then we never speak Tell them it wasn't meant to be That's if they still feelin me Hit again then watch them sleep Go for a third maybe Make her part of my dynasty Skyline? THe ******** you tryna be? You'll never flow as fine as me Trues lies in ya verse, man you never get a** Cause girls want to see REAL GAME,instead of ya trash you pathetic, in hip hop you neva could last I get incredible cash, you stay ******** broke Couldn't make dope lines if ya a** cut coke So yall know, I know him IRL, I'm jus ******** with him
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 6:16 am
Couldn't make dope lines if ya a** cut coke
Im a ******** hustla, got bitches hidin sacks in they butt hole
Uh-oh that niggas back, servin em up, because they ordered that
Sniffin so much blow they nose "Leak" like that Florida Quarterback
Nick Williams operates the drug market like PS2 controller
Colder, leading a pack of Ravens like the kid Kyle Boller
Yola, Cola, you niggas must understand I got the soda
Yall wanna see me with three shells in my chest in the whip slumped ova
But thats surreal, cause if you wanna run up I will bend yo frame
Five niggas, Uzis blastin comin out the '64 like Nintendo Games
Don't ask me do I smell what the Rock is cookin'
Cause im cookin' the rock while the cops is lookin'
Whip smell like dro, cause we takin hits of the edgy kush
b***h I bang blood, stay wit da five on my chest like Reggie Bush
Come on ***** you best realize you can't see me, queer
CM-Dub'll put the 40 to ya mouth like ya drinkin beer
Damn thats some hard s**t I juss spit right there, hit me up and tell me what you think of dat verse.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 7:24 pm
Nick Williams Couldn't make dope lines if ya a** cut coke
Im a ******** hustla, got bitches hidin sacks in they butt hole
Uh-oh that niggas back, servin em up, because they ordered that
Sniffin so much blow they nose "Leak" like that Florida Quarterback
Nick Williams operates the drug market like PS2 controller
Colder, leading a pack of Ravens like the kid Kyle Boller
Yola, Cola, you niggas must understand I got the soda
Yall wanna see me with three shells in my chest in the whip slumped ova
But thats surreal, cause if you wanna run up I will bend yo frame
Five niggas, Uzis blastin comin out the '64 like Nintendo Games
Don't ask me do I smell what the Rock is cookin'
Cause im cookin' the rock while the cops is lookin'
Whip smell like dro, cause we takin hits of the edgy kush
b***h I bang blood, stay wit da five on my chest like Reggie Bush
Come on ***** you best realize you can't see me, queer
CM-Dub'll put the 40 to ya mouth like ya drinkin beer
Damn thats some hard s**t I juss spit right there, hit me up and tell me what you think of dat verse. Pull the trigger/ snap the cap/now ya thinkin clear Ya verses are in rigor from the s**t that I be inkin here I'm drinkin all my peers/ my teapots are short and shout I school bitches like fishes/p***y a** rappers span like trout Yung Vicious must be farmin mc's cause they style is trite Couldnt give em a vile of light the skill is fluid/polished like viatbrite
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 7:35 am
Yung_Vicious Pull the trigger/ snap the cap/now ya thinkin clear Ya verses are in rigor from the s**t that I be inkin here I'm drinkin all my peers/ my teapots are short and shout I school bitches like fishes/p***y a** rappers span like trout Yung Vicious must be farmin mc's cause they style is trite Couldnt give em a vile of light the skill is fluid/polished like viatbrite
My aim precise, diarhea of the mouth the busta must wanna die tonight
Cry despite, claimin you a G and tryin' to roll wit thugs
Holdin slugs, whip the DE across the back of ya head and out po' the blood
Imma go getta, so Imma go and retrieve my prey
Read ya face, niggas all you know how to do is decive all day
A con artist, a hypocrissy you puttin on but I see you learnin well
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 8:03 pm
Nick Williams Couldnt give em a vile of light the skill is fluid/polished like viatbrite
My aim precise, diarhea of the mouth the busta must wanna die tonight
Cry despite, claimin you a G and tryin' to roll wit thugs
Holdin slugs, whip the DE across the back of ya head and out po' the blood
Imma go getta, so Imma go and retrieve my prey
Read ya face, niggas all you know how to do is decive all day
A con artist, a hypocrissy you puttin on but I see you learnin well
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell, If ya lived to see the daylight I can bet you'd go and tell Boy you cant blast a baseball you cant even spell There ya go talkin your s**t Its the only thing ya good enough to commit And if ya think you're all that lets take it up with your outfit Got the cap to the side and the saggin jeans Always hangin round those gangster teens But face it foo' its hard to see You as a gangster? Must be kiddin me..
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 8:54 pm
[[ ~ Wolf Magic ~ ]] Nick Williams Couldnt give em a vile of light the skill is fluid/polished like viatbrite
My aim precise, diarhea of the mouth the busta must wanna die tonight
Cry despite, claimin you a G and tryin' to roll wit thugs
Holdin slugs, whip the DE across the back of ya head and out po' the blood
Imma go getta, so Imma go and retrieve my prey
Read ya face, niggas all you know how to do is decive all day
A con artist, a hypocrissy you puttin on but I see you learnin well
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell, If ya lived to see the daylight I can bet you'd go and tell Boy you cant blast a baseball you cant even spell There ya go talkin your s**t Its the only thing ya good enough to commit And if ya think you're all that lets take it up with your outfit Got the cap to the side and the saggin jeans Always hangin round those gangster teens But face it foo' its hard to see You as a gangster? Must be kiddin me.. [[ ~ Wolf Magic ~ ]] Nick Williams Couldnt give em a vile of light the skill is fluid/polished like viatbrite
My aim precise, diarhea of the mouth the busta must wanna die tonight
Cry despite, claimin you a G and tryin' to roll wit thugs
Holdin slugs, whip the DE across the back of ya head and out po' the blood
Imma go getta, so Imma go and retrieve my prey
Read ya face, niggas all you know how to do is decive all day
A con artist, a hypocrissy you puttin on but I see you learnin well
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell, If ya lived to see the daylight I can bet you'd go and tell Boy you cant blast a baseball you cant even spell There ya go talkin your s**t Its the only thing ya good enough to commit And if ya think you're all that lets take it up with your outfit Got the cap to the side and the saggin jeans Always hangin round those gangster teens But face it foo' its hard to see You as a gangster? Must be kiddin me.. Gotta be kiddin me,none as hot as me lyriclly honestly,I'm a prodigy wit alot of artillery Word skills are pyschotic,crazy flow?you know I got it Not ironic how a spider could spin this s**t so melodic In fact, yall are waitin for the tracks that I'm making They taking long since I'm ghostwriting for half of the havenThey look up to me, that's why they never ******** with me And if anyone's callin me out? They doin the s**t reluctantly Ain't catch that last one? Grab a ******** book and elevate They vocab game is weak, like seven daysLG got skill,trash and even some balanced writers "What they got in common?" None could ever challenge spyder Never was really into throwin fights, But whenever I lost, you could tell I was goin lite wink Not arrogance...I'm just more lyrical,flowin wit ******** with me won't be a grude, It'll make you a war-criminal Sayin goodnite to my students, this is just a lullaby I got the Haven on lock, dare someone to say otherwise.
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 10:29 am
SilverSpyder [[ ~ Wolf Magic ~ ]] Nick Williams Couldnt give em a vile of light the skill is fluid/polished like viatbrite
My aim precise, diarhea of the mouth the busta must wanna die tonight
Cry despite, claimin you a G and tryin' to roll wit thugs
Holdin slugs, whip the DE across the back of ya head and out po' the blood
Imma go getta, so Imma go and retrieve my prey
Read ya face, niggas all you know how to do is decive all day
A con artist, a hypocrissy you puttin on but I see you learnin well
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell, If ya lived to see the daylight I can bet you'd go and tell Boy you cant blast a baseball you cant even spell There ya go talkin your s**t Its the only thing ya good enough to commit And if ya think you're all that lets take it up with your outfit Got the cap to the side and the saggin jeans Always hangin round those gangster teens But face it foo' its hard to see You as a gangster? Must be kiddin me.. [[ ~ Wolf Magic ~ ]] Nick Williams Couldnt give em a vile of light the skill is fluid/polished like viatbrite
My aim precise, diarhea of the mouth the busta must wanna die tonight
Cry despite, claimin you a G and tryin' to roll wit thugs
Holdin slugs, whip the DE across the back of ya head and out po' the blood
Imma go getta, so Imma go and retrieve my prey
Read ya face, niggas all you know how to do is decive all day
A con artist, a hypocrissy you puttin on but I see you learnin well
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell
Punk, I'll put three throught ya skull and watch you burn in hell, If ya lived to see the daylight I can bet you'd go and tell Boy you cant blast a baseball you cant even spell There ya go talkin your s**t Its the only thing ya good enough to commit And if ya think you're all that lets take it up with your outfit Got the cap to the side and the saggin jeans Always hangin round those gangster teens But face it foo' its hard to see You as a gangster? Must be kiddin me.. Gotta be kiddin me,none as hot as me lyriclly honestly,I'm a prodigy wit alot of artillery Word skills are pyschotic,crazy flow?you know I got it Not ironic how a spider could spin this s**t so melodic In fact, yall are waitin for the tracks that I'm making They taking long since I'm ghostwriting for half of the havenThey look up to me, that's why why they never ******** with me And if anyone's callin me out? They doin the s**t reluctantly Ain't catch that last one? Grab a ******** book and elevate They vocab game is weak, like seven daysLG got skill,trash and even some balanced writers "But they got in common?" None could ever challenge spyder Never was really into throwin fights, But whenever I lost, you could tell I was goin lite wink Not arrogance...I'm just more lyrical,flowin wit ******** with me won't be a grude, It'll make you a war-criminal Sayin goodnite to my students, this is just a lullaby I got the Haven on lock, dare someone to say otherwise. Some cats get overly bold, and attempt to chastise.Spouting a bunch of nonsense that'll lead to their demise.The infamous Stryker of the LG got these guys catchin' feelins'. Watchin' 'em get bent outta shape, and threaten with cap peelin'. Net-G's can't view the silliness displayed that I see. Then they gang up with bias, expecting me to flee. But ******** that, cuz I'm the only real ***** up in this. So I reminisce of a time where people actually KNEW how to diss. A time where props was given when they were due, before niggas battled with ghostwritten s**t from their crew. Like always, I spit from my heart with the accuracy of a blowdart. And never hesitating to start ripping an emcee apart, trying to get at me with predictable rhymes and a vague predicate. I try to shed light on this, but some *****'s feelins' are delicate. Poppin' off at the mouth, talking about being the best, but not doing s**t but bringing shame to the LG crest. Overlook the Stryke if ya like, but don't psyche yaself out, cuz I don't need to shout like most to prove I know what I'm talking about.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 8:15 pm
Jaiden Stryker Some cats get overly bold, and attempt to chastise.Spouting a bunch of nonsense that'll lead to their demise.The infamous Stryker of the LG got these guys catchin' feelins'. Watchin' 'em get bent outta shape, and threaten with cap peelin'. Net-G's can't view the silliness displayed that I see. Then they gang up with bias, expecting me to flee. But ******** that, cuz I'm the only real ***** up in this. So I reminisce of a time where people actually KNEW how to diss. A time where props was given when they were due, before niggas battled with ghostwritten s**t from their crew. Like always, I spit from my heart with the accuracy of a blowdart. And never hesitating to start ripping an emcee apart, trying to get at me with predictable rhymes and a vague predicate. I try to shed light on this, but some *****'s feelins' are delicate. Poppin' off at the mouth, talking about being the best, but not doing s**t but bringing shame to the LG crest. Overlook the Stryke if ya like, but don't psyche yaself out, cuz I don't need to shout like most to prove I know what I'm talking about. I snatch up emcees and knock 'em out wit a clout, then they wake up in time to get gutted like a trout. Screw a machine, I'm ragin' against every rapperwith the tenacity of a midnight fapperas I clap 'em off quicker than the Smart Clapper. I'm being silly wit it, but I'm quick to go raggedon the unsuspecting with skills so jagged. For the most part, I'm chilled and laxed, but'll make ya body limp like ya climaxed. I'm accurate and quick to have an emcee axedwhen my tolerance meter gets maxed. I spit furious fires with the heart of Michael Meyerson them deniers until their life-force expires.
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 7:37 pm
Jaiden Stryker Jaiden Stryker Some cats get overly bold, and attempt to chastise.Spouting a bunch of nonsense that'll lead to their demise.The infamous Stryker of the LG got these guys catchin' feelins'. Watchin' 'em get bent outta shape, and threaten with cap peelin'. Net-G's can't view the silliness displayed that I see. Then they gang up with bias, expecting me to flee. But ******** that, cuz I'm the only real ***** up in this. So I reminisce of a time where people actually KNEW how to diss. A time where props was given when they were due, before niggas battled with ghostwritten s**t from their crew. Like always, I spit from my heart with the accuracy of a blowdart. And never hesitating to start ripping an emcee apart, trying to get at me with predictable rhymes and a vague predicate. I try to shed light on this, but some *****'s feelins' are delicate. Poppin' off at the mouth, talking about being the best, but not doing s**t but bringing shame to the LG crest. Overlook the Stryke if ya like, but don't psyche yaself out, cuz I don't need to shout like most to prove I know what I'm talking about. I snatch up emcees and knock 'em out wit a clout, then they wake up in time to get gutted like a trout. Screw a machine, I'm ragin' against every rapperwith the tenacity of a midnight fapperas I clap 'em off quicker than the Smart Clapper. I'm being silly wit it, but I'm quick to go raggedon the unsuspecting with skills so jagged. For the most part, I'm chilled and laxed, but'll make ya body limp like ya climaxed. I'm accurate and quick to have an emcee axedwhen my tolerance meter gets maxed. I spit furious fires with the heart of Michael Meyerson them deniers until their life-force expires. Ya life force will expire,you'll go out in a blaze of fire, I'll blow you up quicker than a firestone tire, I got mc's on my d**k,one rhyme will do the trick, and smack you sideways like a tokyo drift. Poppin shots everyday,automatics on full-spray, can't go to the cops they don't give a s**t anyway. How you gon' live and really think that cha flawless, how you gon' survive when the law is lawless, all this stems from appauling thoughts of maulin and watchin young Black bodies start fallin. I gotta live where the murda rate is reachin the sky, don't try to chill wit cha girl ya might get hit from a drive-by, all this senseless killing,why? Is it all because he's in another crew or set? some of this killing ya boy Shenco here will never get. I got to use my rhymes and make them so ******** up anybody who claims that they're young and thinks that they're vicious, admit it,ya not hot,please stop,before i get the boys and make ya pale body go pop. Haha,you dissed and now you're getin mad at me, end the beef now or be seen on a episode of Grey's anatomy, are you just sad to be who you are and not really a superstar, or is it cuz ya rhymes suck and Shenco's here are on par? What you gon' say,My one verse sucked? I just had bad luck,but if they suck why did you bother even giving a ******** you out will make this world a better place, one swift rhyme we'll nikname you,tha scarface. Hey bloke enough with the gay jokes,take that dik out ya mouth we don't want you in here ready to choke, and just croak,and we'll have to move ya body,but I'll pull out my shotti to make sure you don't hurt nobody. Wow that last one didn't even have to make sense, saying that on the streets I wouldn't even make two cents, that was so evil I might have to go to church for repentance. Anyway don't mess with Shen,he has destroyed many men, and will be known as the Black version of eminem. "I said I'm sorry lg,I didn't mean to make you cry,but tonight these dudes is comin out the closet." Watch this kid he has some good and bad notions, my rhymes jump off the pages similar to poetry in motion. I'm jumping over you like Mario and Luigi, you don't need beef and stop talking like you want me to be ya main squeeze,b? I'm not gay,please stay away, before I have to hit you wit my lyrical pepper spray. Don't come in my forums tyrynna start a massive beef, I'll shoot and stab Halo syle like the boy master chief. I'm like a comic book rhymes hittin you and makin you fall, you look more like a contestant on the search for the next "pussycat doll". I'm gonna be champ I'm aiming for straight cash, Just call me two-time Mvp...like Steve nash. Don't worry I'm done I gotta get sleep, guys keep ya light on cuz who I'm talkin bout likes to creep hahaha,not my best,but I'm slowly regaining my skills
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 8:20 am
Shenco Jaiden Stryker Jaiden Stryker Some cats get overly bold, and attempt to chastise.Spouting a bunch of nonsense that'll lead to their demise.The infamous Stryker of the LG got these guys catchin' feelins'. Watchin' 'em get bent outta shape, and threaten with cap peelin'. Net-G's can't view the silliness displayed that I see. Then they gang up with bias, expecting me to flee. But ******** that, cuz I'm the only real ***** up in this. So I reminisce of a time where people actually KNEW how to diss. A time where props was given when they were due, before niggas battled with ghostwritten s**t from their crew. Like always, I spit from my heart with the accuracy of a blowdart. And never hesitating to start ripping an emcee apart, trying to get at me with predictable rhymes and a vague predicate. I try to shed light on this, but some *****'s feelins' are delicate. Poppin' off at the mouth, talking about being the best, but not doing s**t but bringing shame to the LG crest. Overlook the Stryke if ya like, but don't psyche yaself out, cuz I don't need to shout like most to prove I know what I'm talking about. I snatch up emcees and knock 'em out wit a clout, then they wake up in time to get gutted like a trout. Screw a machine, I'm ragin' against every rapperwith the tenacity of a midnight fapperas I clap 'em off quicker than the Smart Clapper. I'm being silly wit it, but I'm quick to go raggedon the unsuspecting with skills so jagged. For the most part, I'm chilled and laxed, but'll make ya body limp like ya climaxed. I'm accurate and quick to have an emcee axedwhen my tolerance meter gets maxed. I spit furious fires with the heart of Michael Meyerson them deniers until their life-force expires. Ya life force will expire,you'll go out in a blaze of fire, I'll blow you up quicker than a firestone tire, I got mc's on my d**k,one rhyme will do the trick, and smack you sideways like a tokyo drift. Poppin shots everyday,automatics on full-spray, can't go to the cops they don't give a s**t anyway. How you gon' live and really think that cha flawless, how you gon' survive when the law is lawless, all this stems from appauling thoughts of maulin and watchin young Black bodies start fallin. I gotta live where the murda rate is reachin the sky, don't try to chill wit cha girl ya might get hit from a drive-by, all this senseless killing,why? Is it all because he's in another crew or set? some of this killing ya boy Shenco here will never get. I got to use my rhymes and make them so ******** up anybody who claims that they're young and thinks that they're vicious, admit it,ya not hot,please stop,before i get the boys and make ya pale body go pop. Haha,you dissed and now you're getin mad at me, end the beef now or be seen on a episode of Grey's anatomy, are you just sad to be who you are and not really a superstar, or is it cuz ya rhymes suck and Shenco's here are on par? What you gon' say,My one verse sucked? I just had bad luck,but if they suck why did you bother even giving a ******** you out will make this world a better place, one swift rhyme we'll nikname you,tha scarface. Hey bloke enough with the gay jokes,take that dik out ya mouth we don't want you in here ready to choke, and just croak,and we'll have to move ya body,but I'll pull out my shotti to make sure you don't hurt nobody. Wow that last one didn't even have to make sense, saying that on the streets I wouldn't even make two cents, that was so evil I might have to go to church for repentance. Anyway don't mess with Shen,he has destroyed many men, and will be known as the Black version of eminem. "I said I'm sorry lg,I didn't mean to make you cry,but tonight these dudes is comin out the closet." Watch this kid he has some good and bad notions, my rhymes jump off the pages similar to poetry in motion. I'm jumping over you like Mario and Luigi, you don't need beef and stop talking like you want me to be ya main squeeze,b? I'm not gay,please stay away, before I have to hit you wit my lyrical pepper spray. Don't come in my forums tyrynna start a massive beef, I'll shoot and stab Halo syle like the boy master chief. I'm like a comic book rhymes hittin you and makin you fall, you look more like a contestant on the search for the next "pussycat doll". I'm gonna be champ I'm aiming for straight cash, Just call me two-time Mvp...like Steve nash. Don't worry I'm done I gotta get sleep, guys keep ya light on cuz who I'm talkin bout likes to creephahaha,not my best,but I'm slowly regaining my skills aww s**t i'm bout to come bout to come behind my idol hope my skill match his The mic weeps when the flow burns through the cord Clowns drown when they try to churn through my gorge I aim to poke holes in ya claim like a worm in the core I'm an apple bite me you'll see that pandora's box Blows c**k compared to my wrath, I rock sox Like a pebble in ya converse / that's one verse Enough to put ya avatar's apparel through gaia's commerce I run that e-work through PM's like 12 noon I'll give a quarter Like every 15 minutes now thats a dollar, give me ya order And I'll rip it like torn loose leaf/ cat's is autumn they lose ******** with me / I bring the drought like lil wayne's career In it's third trimester your fetus will shrivel / Like a mere Flower without water and without water there is no flux No hydration leads to no spit / it's called the phoenix thrust
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 9:07 pm
Yung_Vicious Shenco Jaiden Stryker Jaiden Stryker Some cats get overly bold, and attempt to chastise.Spouting a bunch of nonsense that'll lead to their demise.The infamous Stryker of the LG got these guys catchin' feelins'. Watchin' 'em get bent outta shape, and threaten with cap peelin'. Net-G's can't view the silliness displayed that I see. Then they gang up with bias, expecting me to flee. But ******** that, cuz I'm the only real ***** up in this. So I reminisce of a time where people actually KNEW how to diss. A time where props was given when they were due, before niggas battled with ghostwritten s**t from their crew. Like always, I spit from my heart with the accuracy of a blowdart. And never hesitating to start ripping an emcee apart, trying to get at me with predictable rhymes and a vague predicate. I try to shed light on this, but some *****'s feelins' are delicate. Poppin' off at the mouth, talking about being the best, but not doing s**t but bringing shame to the LG crest. Overlook the Stryke if ya like, but don't psyche yaself out, cuz I don't need to shout like most to prove I know what I'm talking about. I snatch up emcees and knock 'em out wit a clout, then they wake up in time to get gutted like a trout. Screw a machine, I'm ragin' against every rapperwith the tenacity of a midnight fapperas I clap 'em off quicker than the Smart Clapper. I'm being silly wit it, but I'm quick to go raggedon the unsuspecting with skills so jagged. For the most part, I'm chilled and laxed, but'll make ya body limp like ya climaxed. I'm accurate and quick to have an emcee axedwhen my tolerance meter gets maxed. I spit furious fires with the heart of Michael Meyerson them deniers until their life-force expires. Ya life force will expire,you'll go out in a blaze of fire, I'll blow you up quicker than a firestone tire, I got mc's on my d**k,one rhyme will do the trick, and smack you sideways like a tokyo drift. Poppin shots everyday,automatics on full-spray, can't go to the cops they don't give a s**t anyway. How you gon' live and really think that cha flawless, how you gon' survive when the law is lawless, all this stems from appauling thoughts of maulin and watchin young Black bodies start fallin. I gotta live where the murda rate is reachin the sky, don't try to chill wit cha girl ya might get hit from a drive-by, all this senseless killing,why? Is it all because he's in another crew or set? some of this killing ya boy Shenco here will never get. I got to use my rhymes and make them so ******** up anybody who claims that they're young and thinks that they're vicious, admit it,ya not hot,please stop,before i get the boys and make ya pale body go pop. Haha,you dissed and now you're getin mad at me, end the beef now or be seen on a episode of Grey's anatomy, are you just sad to be who you are and not really a superstar, or is it cuz ya rhymes suck and Shenco's here are on par? What you gon' say,My one verse sucked? I just had bad luck,but if they suck why did you bother even giving a ******** you out will make this world a better place, one swift rhyme we'll nikname you,tha scarface. Hey bloke enough with the gay jokes,take that dik out ya mouth we don't want you in here ready to choke, and just croak,and we'll have to move ya body,but I'll pull out my shotti to make sure you don't hurt nobody. Wow that last one didn't even have to make sense, saying that on the streets I wouldn't even make two cents, that was so evil I might have to go to church for repentance. Anyway don't mess with Shen,he has destroyed many men, and will be known as the Black version of eminem. "I said I'm sorry lg,I didn't mean to make you cry,but tonight these dudes is comin out the closet." Watch this kid he has some good and bad notions, my rhymes jump off the pages similar to poetry in motion. I'm jumping over you like Mario and Luigi, you don't need beef and stop talking like you want me to be ya main squeeze,b? I'm not gay,please stay away, before I have to hit you wit my lyrical pepper spray. Don't come in my forums tyrynna start a massive beef, I'll shoot and stab Halo syle like the boy master chief. I'm like a comic book rhymes hittin you and makin you fall, you look more like a contestant on the search for the next "pussycat doll". I'm gonna be champ I'm aiming for straight cash, Just call me two-time Mvp...like Steve nash. Don't worry I'm done I gotta get sleep, guys keep ya light on cuz who I'm talkin bout likes to creephahaha,not my best,but I'm slowly regaining my skills aww s**t i'm bout to come bout to come behind my idol hope my skill match his The mic weeps when the flow burns through the cord Clowns drown when they try to churn through my gorge I aim to poke holes in ya claim like a worm in the core I'm an apple bite me you'll see that pandora's box Blows c**k compared to my wrath, I rock sox Like a pebble in ya converse / that's one verse Enough to put ya avatar's apparel through gaia's commerce I run that e-work through PM's like 12 noon I'll give a quarter Like every 15 minutes now thats a dollar, give me ya order And I'll rip it like torn loose leaf/ cat's is autumn they lose ******** with me / I bring the drought like lil wayne's career In it's third trimester your fetus will shrivel / Like a mere Flower without water and without water there is no flux No hydration leads to no spit / it's called the phoenix thrust perfect opening for me! rofl No hydration leads to no spit / it's called the phoenix thrustwhen it comes to thrustin', the Phoenix's skill can never rust. whether it's with my hips or with my fist, witnesses begin to lust after the raw ability that's exclusively mine. i'm so divine when i spit, it'll send chills up and down your spine. i gotta flaming fist, famed for filleting foolhardy faggots for days. and when i grab the mic, i got hip-hop yellin' "hooray!"(hip-hop hooray) try to see the Phoenix, and this bright light will blind your eyes. and that's when i'll commence my plot for your demise. twisted
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 9:56 am
Phoenix Fist Yung_Vicious Shenco Jaiden Stryker Jaiden Stryker Some cats get overly bold, and attempt to chastise.Spouting a bunch of nonsense that'll lead to their demise.The infamous Stryker of the LG got these guys catchin' feelins'. Watchin' 'em get bent outta shape, and threaten with cap peelin'. Net-G's can't view the silliness displayed that I see. Then they gang up with bias, expecting me to flee. But ******** that, cuz I'm the only real ***** up in this. So I reminisce of a time where people actually KNEW how to diss. A time where props was given when they were due, before niggas battled with ghostwritten s**t from their crew. Like always, I spit from my heart with the accuracy of a blowdart. And never hesitating to start ripping an emcee apart, trying to get at me with predictable rhymes and a vague predicate. I try to shed light on this, but some *****'s feelins' are delicate. Poppin' off at the mouth, talking about being the best, but not doing s**t but bringing shame to the LG crest. Overlook the Stryke if ya like, but don't psyche yaself out, cuz I don't need to shout like most to prove I know what I'm talking about. I snatch up emcees and knock 'em out wit a clout, then they wake up in time to get gutted like a trout. Screw a machine, I'm ragin' against every rapperwith the tenacity of a midnight fapperas I clap 'em off quicker than the Smart Clapper. I'm being silly wit it, but I'm quick to go raggedon the unsuspecting with skills so jagged. For the most part, I'm chilled and laxed, but'll make ya body limp like ya climaxed. I'm accurate and quick to have an emcee axedwhen my tolerance meter gets maxed. I spit furious fires with the heart of Michael Meyerson them deniers until their life-force expires. Ya life force will expire,you'll go out in a blaze of fire, I'll blow you up quicker than a firestone tire, I got mc's on my d**k,one rhyme will do the trick, and smack you sideways like a tokyo drift. Poppin shots everyday,automatics on full-spray, can't go to the cops they don't give a s**t anyway. How you gon' live and really think that cha flawless, how you gon' survive when the law is lawless, all this stems from appauling thoughts of maulin and watchin young Black bodies start fallin. I gotta live where the murda rate is reachin the sky, don't try to chill wit cha girl ya might get hit from a drive-by, all this senseless killing,why? Is it all because he's in another crew or set? some of this killing ya boy Shenco here will never get. I got to use my rhymes and make them so ******** up anybody who claims that they're young and thinks that they're vicious, admit it,ya not hot,please stop,before i get the boys and make ya pale body go pop. Haha,you dissed and now you're getin mad at me, end the beef now or be seen on a episode of Grey's anatomy, are you just sad to be who you are and not really a superstar, or is it cuz ya rhymes suck and Shenco's here are on par? What you gon' say,My one verse sucked? I just had bad luck,but if they suck why did you bother even giving a ******** you out will make this world a better place, one swift rhyme we'll nikname you,tha scarface. Hey bloke enough with the gay jokes,take that dik out ya mouth we don't want you in here ready to choke, and just croak,and we'll have to move ya body,but I'll pull out my shotti to make sure you don't hurt nobody. Wow that last one didn't even have to make sense, saying that on the streets I wouldn't even make two cents, that was so evil I might have to go to church for repentance. Anyway don't mess with Shen,he has destroyed many men, and will be known as the Black version of eminem. "I said I'm sorry lg,I didn't mean to make you cry,but tonight these dudes is comin out the closet." Watch this kid he has some good and bad notions, my rhymes jump off the pages similar to poetry in motion. I'm jumping over you like Mario and Luigi, you don't need beef and stop talking like you want me to be ya main squeeze,b? I'm not gay,please stay away, before I have to hit you wit my lyrical pepper spray. Don't come in my forums tyrynna start a massive beef, I'll shoot and stab Halo syle like the boy master chief. I'm like a comic book rhymes hittin you and makin you fall, you look more like a contestant on the search for the next "pussycat doll". I'm gonna be champ I'm aiming for straight cash, Just call me two-time Mvp...like Steve nash. Don't worry I'm done I gotta get sleep, guys keep ya light on cuz who I'm talkin bout likes to creephahaha,not my best,but I'm slowly regaining my skills aww s**t i'm bout to come bout to come behind my idol hope my skill match his The mic weeps when the flow burns through the cord Clowns drown when they try to churn through my gorge I aim to poke holes in ya claim like a worm in the core I'm an apple bite me you'll see that pandora's box Blows c**k compared to my wrath, I rock sox Like a pebble in ya converse / that's one verse Enough to put ya avatar's apparel through gaia's commerce I run that e-work through PM's like 12 noon I'll give a quarter Like every 15 minutes now thats a dollar, give me ya order And I'll rip it like torn loose leaf/ cat's is autumn they lose ******** with me / I bring the drought like lil wayne's career In it's third trimester your fetus will shrivel / Like a mere Flower without water and without water there is no flux No hydration leads to no spit / it's called the phoenix thrust perfect opening for me! rofl No hydration leads to no spit / it's called the phoenix thrustwhen it comes to thrustin', the Phoenix's skill can never rust. whether it's with my hips or with my fist, witnesses begin to lust after the raw ability that's exclusively mine. i'm so divine when i spit, it'll send chills up and down your spine. i gotta flaming fist, famed for filleting foolhardy faggots for days. and when i grab the mic, i got hip-hop yellin' "hooray!"(hip-hop hooray) try to see the Phoenix, and this bright light will blind your eyes. and that's when i'll commence my plot for your demise. twisted Abort mission / all you got is ya self ya rhymes reprise While I apply pressure like the pen of MC Escher I'll draft ya career then ball it up / I made an error So I dropped ya skill where it belongs in my recycle bin You back up ya files like cache with the same s**t/ then italicized the word fist like you playin with em metaphorically the only play ya fists get is when you horny so rhetorically Ya name makes sense you love ya hands and that p***s s**t Phoenix loved a one eyed monster hence the Phoenix fist I gotta give it to ya, you made a comic stip wit ya d**k masterbation = cyclops and jean grey aint that a b***h?
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 4:56 pm
Yung_Vicious masterbation = cyclops and jean grey aint that a b***h? Lets add in Micke Jones,Bush and the kid from richy rich All these fags have somethin in common, they're nothin but little shits Not repin but deckin ever fake I see with my fists Jones says his name and his number and thinks he's harder But aint nothin but a candy a** b***h like Aron Carter Bush can go to hell, thats enough said But I aint gunna stop talkin about that draft dodgin c**t till Im dead Macoly Calkin from home alone was always with Mickle Jackson Mike was tight but I'll bet he ******** that kid, ask em People say alot of black people are petafiles but the precent tilts to white Segragation still exsists but yall say we're doin alright Dumn bitches rap about bustin slugs But most of them dont know the defenition or how to role with some thugs Crabs say their crip one day and the next their a blood Make a mistake and lay 6 feet under mud I could be the one who busted a hole in yo serabellum Who knows, you ******** up and thats the last thing I'll ever tell em
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 9:34 pm
(why the ******** are you dissing in the cypher thread?) Quote: Who knows, you ******** up and thats the last thing I'll ever tell em it seems like the homosexuals of LG are rebellin'. those two flaming fags make it dead obvious, why aint they tellin'? it's no secret to the world. these a**l Avengers are on a mission to prove they're lyrically So-So like Daz Dillinger.(Daz is on So So Def) one b***h can't spell for s**t! what's a Mickle Jackson? and the other's gaining weight from all of the rectal-eating action. bust slugs? b***h please, not even in Vice City. so how about the illiterate one go suck on the fat one's tity? it seems Beavis and Crackhead focused too much on what i portray, rather than seeing i differ from what i display. but it's too late, the Phoenix is rising again to s**t on both of these faggots before the slaughter begins. (seriously. don't diss me here. take it to the correct thread.)
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 11:00 pm
(C'mon... not here too) Quote: to s**t on both of these faggots before the slaughter begins If a slaughter begins, the laughter ends. So rather than fight, I'll just collect these dividends to keep my cash flowing like Niagra. And watch my bank account rise like I deposited Viagra. I spit for kicks, but you'll never see me spit for chicks. I'm no simp, so ******** a love song. Not trying to sound like a p***k, but bitches take it for granted if you show some love. And take advantage to have you fallin' like a wing-less Dove. I got a good head on my shoulders, and I take pride in it. Success is the prize I seek, so I intend to win it no matter how long it takes. And if I've gotta raise the stakes, I'll do it. Even if it means I gotta mingle with fakes.
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