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 Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 4:36 pm
((I wasnt dissing you blatenly, directly or indirectly....I was simply going off the cypher so get a grip aight I ain the one who started it so dont quote on my s**t and tell me Im dissin you))
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 4:45 pm
Jaiden Stryker I'll do it. Even if it means I gotta mingle with fakes. Do all that it takes, to dirt nap niggas who make these mistake Of ******** with a real dogs ready to scrap Any punk b***h with a gun can be ready to cap Only real men take it out to the streets Actin like its Def Jam Vendeta as we brawle to the beats But me I assassinate and stab yo a** as you sleep in yo sheets Or maybe I beat you down in a club and stomp yo face in with cleats Repentin for my sins but god chose to nolonger listen My trip to hell was complete from the beginin
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:38 pm
Quote: My trip to hell was complete from the beginin Gasoline in my sneakers middle fingers to the reaper/pinnin crucifixes on my calender wit the mentality of J.D. Salinger I call my foes the glass family they shatter with every caliber measuring every inch of each cross leadin to the end of days You encumbered by the wings of the albatross no time to mend ya ways or make amends for today ya time is tickin ya better runaway Like Julia Roberts, Cause I'ma chase you with "Geres" of war I'm a freak on a leash you cant hear me cause you got a ear of korn
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 12:48 pm
Yung_Vicious Quote: My trip to hell was complete from the beginin Gasoline in my sneakers middle fingers to the reaper/pinnin crucifixes on my calender wit the mentality of J.D. Salinger I call my foes the glass family they shatter with every caliber measuring every inch of each cross leadin to the end of days You encumbered by the wings of the albatross no time to mend ya ways or make amends for today ya time is tickin ya better runaway Like Julia Roberts, Cause I'ma chase you with "Geres" of war I'm a freak on a leash you cant hear me cause you got a ear of korn Ear of corn? You are a fat mother ********.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 2:13 pm
jceaz Yung_Vicious Quote: My trip to hell was complete from the beginin Gasoline in my sneakers middle fingers to the reaper/pinnin crucifixes on my calender wit the mentality of J.D. Salinger I call my foes the glass family they shatter with every caliber measuring every inch of each cross leadin to the end of days You encumbered by the wings of the albatross no time to mend ya ways or make amends for today ya time is tickin ya better runaway Like Julia Roberts, Cause I'ma chase you with "Geres" of war I'm a freak on a leash you cant hear me cause you got a ear of korn Ear of corn? You are a fat mother ******** class="clear"> korn is a rock band genius, if you cant get it dont read it
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 2:28 pm
Yung_Vicious jceaz Yung_Vicious Quote: My trip to hell was complete from the beginin Gasoline in my sneakers middle fingers to the reaper/pinnin crucifixes on my calender wit the mentality of J.D. Salinger I call my foes the glass family they shatter with every caliber measuring every inch of each cross leadin to the end of days You encumbered by the wings of the albatross no time to mend ya ways or make amends for today ya time is tickin ya better runaway Like Julia Roberts, Cause I'ma chase you with "Geres" of war I'm a freak on a leash you cant hear me cause you got a ear of korn Ear of corn? You are a fat mother ******** class="clear"> korn is a rock band genius, if you cant get it dont read it I know, I got Coming Undone wit it. But still, you keep infusing your verses with food references. You did it in our battle, but I didn't notice until afer I had dropped.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 2:30 pm
it's time to get the cypher back up and running with PEACE
Increase the peace/ let love and harmony seep
Into the world of positivity/ longevity leaps
into a life inevitably created by Venus' reach
Mars sets aside while our lives abide adhere
To a unity survived by our generation/ my peers
Hear me we a nation living after 400 years of tears
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:40 pm
Yung_Subtle it's time to get the cypher back up and running with PEACE Increase the peace/ let love and harmony seep Into the world of positivity/ longevity leaps into a life inevitably created by Venus' reach Mars sets aside while our lives abide adhere To a unity survived by our generation/ my peers Hear me we a nation living after 400 years of tears After 400 years of tears, we're now the cause of a fear that's causing more drama with races than Ayfere. We prejudge the unknown and stereotype the masses. And find it easy to judge characters based on classes. In this world, you need a label to be considered existant. So my Post It's labeled "infamous," to remind you this instant that I'm liable to say whatever I want-- whenever I want. And to whoever I want, I express myself in the form of my font. However I haunt, I make sure to linger in the back of your mind to serve as a reminder to how I react to your kind. Approach me wrong, I might not let ya retreat until after I diagnose your physical and mental defeat.
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 11:29 pm
Jaiden Stryker Yung_Subtle it's time to get the cypher back up and running with PEACE Increase the peace/ let love and harmony seep Into the world of positivity/ longevity leaps into a life inevitably created by Venus' reach Mars sets aside while our lives abide adhere To a unity survived by our generation/ my peers Hear me we a nation living after 400 years of tears After 400 years of tears, we're now the cause of a fear that's causing more drama with races than Ayfere. We prejudge the unknown and stereotype the masses. And find it easy to judge characters based on classes. In this world, you need a label to be considered existant. So my Post It's labeled "infamous," to remind you this instant that I'm liable to say whatever I want-- whenever I want. And to whoever I want, I express myself in the form of my font. However I haunt, I make sure to linger in the back of your mind to serve as a reminder to how I react to your kind. Approach me wrong, I might not let ya retreat until after I diagnose your physical and mental defeat. then I come through and replete my nourishment is a relief I will adorn your return / you can call me a lyrical receipt I bring the wings of the archangel micheal to deplete The demonic hands that strangle you in ya sleep Everest may be steep but in the blessed hands of me It's just a tower of snow no boulder can crush thee
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 11:22 am
Vicious_da_Cannibal It's just a tower of snow no boulder can crush thee This rush of power is so...amazing, trust me I'm alone it's just me, no ones here on my level People dumbing down their rhymes through a fear of the devil So sadistic so twisted some even say it's horrific How I'm killing the beats, I think it's terrific to hear instruments scream as I murder them verbally Don't know the name? Unlikely. Deaf people have heard of me
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 7:08 am
Lucky Lucifer Don't know the name? Unlikely. Deaf people have heard of me Deaf meets the death cuz I murdered three Three deaf muah ******** tryin not to hear me I make myself heard until the beat fades Grab em by they head n stuff in hearin aids Im getting this money, cuz Im getting paid Paid like a hooker, cuz I stay on these hooks Like a mutha ******** booker they way I be writing these books They call me a ******** crooker they way I be crookin' these crooks You should see these niggas when they shaken n' shook Cuz I came up n their s**t gets taken n took And if they fight back, they see the bottom o' my foot And if they still wanna talk, they be under the soot
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 6:20 pm
OutlawShadow Lucky Lucifer Don't know the name? Unlikely. Deaf people have heard of me Deaf meets the death cuz I murdered three Three deaf muah ******** tryin not to hear me I make myself heard until the beat fades Grab em by they head n stuff in hearin aids Im getting this money, cuz Im getting paid Paid like a hooker, cuz I stay on these hooks Like a mutha ******** booker they way I be writing these books They call me a ******** crooker they way I be crookin' these crooks You should see these niggas when they shaken n' shook Cuz I came up n their s**t gets taken n took And if they fight back, they see the bottom o' my foot And if they still wanna talk, they be under the sootI kiss the abyss and make darkness my recruit The image of hemorages turn red from ya coup Black thoughts cough like nicotine dreams I'll choka ya fantasies until ya scream things Unseen by the facade you fake for the phonies I'll smash yo brothers as if you were the sony You play with/ in reality when you rest best believe I'll be there pre-conceived to stress ya prestige And fatigue ya acolades until you jump into the everglades To propel and perpetuate your security but I'm the shade You will fail to elevate lyrical impurity you are forever staid Sedated by my sadistic sting and malicious screams Cremated by the spit that streams this is how vicious sings
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 3:36 am
Vicious_da_Cannibal OutlawShadow Lucky Lucifer Don't know the name? Unlikely. Deaf people have heard of me Deaf meets the death cuz I murdered three Three deaf muah ******** tryin not to hear me I make myself heard until the beat fades Grab em by they head n stuff in hearin aids Im getting this money, cuz Im getting paid Paid like a hooker, cuz I stay on these hooks Like a mutha ******** booker they way I be writing these books They call me a ******** crooker they way I be crookin' these crooks You should see these niggas when they shaken n' shook Cuz I came up n their s**t gets taken n took And if they fight back, they see the bottom o' my foot And if they still wanna talk, they be under the sootI kiss the abyss and make darkness my recruit The image of hemorages turn red from ya coup Black thoughts cough like nicotine dreams I'll choka ya fantasies until ya scream things Unseen by the facade you fake for the phonies I'll smash yo brothers as if you were the sony You play with/ in reality when you rest best believe I'll be there pre-conceived to stress ya prestige And fatigue ya acolades until you jump into the everglades To propel and perpetuate your security but I'm the shade You will fail to elevate lyrical impurity you are forever staid Sedated by my sadistic sting and malicious screams Cremated by the spit that streams this is how vicious sings The hatred from the vivid dreams, helps me write these vicious things Visions of myself in power, break bread with prestigious kings The lord of the mic stand with a pen in my right hand My left fist in the air, declare I'm ready to fight and destroy any opposition who dares to step out of position This here is your warning it's your fault if you don't listen (sorry it's so short. Vicious, that was too ******** sick )
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 12:10 pm
Lucky Lucifer Vicious_da_Cannibal OutlawShadow Lucky Lucifer Don't know the name? Unlikely. Deaf people have heard of me Deaf meets the death cuz I murdered three Three deaf muah ******** tryin not to hear me I make myself heard until the beat fades Grab em by they head n stuff in hearin aids Im getting this money, cuz Im getting paid Paid like a hooker, cuz I stay on these hooks Like a mutha ******** booker they way I be writing these books They call me a ******** crooker they way I be crookin' these crooks You should see these niggas when they shaken n' shook Cuz I came up n their s**t gets taken n took And if they fight back, they see the bottom o' my foot And if they still wanna talk, they be under the sootI kiss the abyss and make darkness my recruit The image of hemorages turn red from ya coup Black thoughts cough like nicotine dreams I'll choka ya fantasies until ya scream things Unseen by the facade you fake for the phonies I'll smash yo brothers as if you were the sony You play with/ in reality when you rest best believe I'll be there pre-conceived to stress ya prestige And fatigue ya acolades until you jump into the everglades To propel and perpetuate your security but I'm the shade You will fail to elevate lyrical impurity you are forever staid Sedated by my sadistic sting and malicious screams Cremated by the spit that streams this is how vicious sings The hatred from the vivid dreams, helps me write these vicious things Visions of myself in power, break bread with prestigious kings The lord of the mic stand with a pen in my right hand My left fist in the air, declare I'm ready to fight and destroy any opposition who dares to step out of position This here is your warning it's your fault if you don't listen (sorry it's so short. Vicious, that was too ******** sick ) (nah nah i appreciate it, thanks for makin tight) Ignorance is bliss only when ya soul is missin Reminants of a whole keep ya shattered parts wishin That increments would make a toll worth admission Into the sky/ it's almost harder than geeks gettin vixens But jezebels kiss and tell/ I wish em well cause missions fail Inevitable aint impossible so I'll take a piss in hell When fate spreads her legs you ******** know I'm goin in To gestate her eggs to atone for ya stoic sins I'll allow you to wake/ wait I meant to attend ya wake Momma's on her knees cryin console her/ too late Cause today you get a taste of the rest of ya afterlife Who am I? You dont know? I forgot I didnt have my scythe
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 1:38 pm
Vicious_da_Cannibal Lucky Lucifer Vicious_da_Cannibal OutlawShadow Lucky Lucifer Don't know the name? Unlikely. Deaf people have heard of me Deaf meets the death cuz I murdered three Three deaf muah ******** tryin not to hear me I make myself heard until the beat fades Grab em by they head n stuff in hearin aids Im getting this money, cuz Im getting paid Paid like a hooker, cuz I stay on these hooks Like a mutha ******** booker they way I be writing these books They call me a ******** crooker they way I be crookin' these crooks You should see these niggas when they shaken n' shook Cuz I came up n their s**t gets taken n took And if they fight back, they see the bottom o' my foot And if they still wanna talk, they be under the sootI kiss the abyss and make darkness my recruit The image of hemorages turn red from ya coup Black thoughts cough like nicotine dreams I'll choka ya fantasies until ya scream things Unseen by the facade you fake for the phonies I'll smash yo brothers as if you were the sony You play with/ in reality when you rest best believe I'll be there pre-conceived to stress ya prestige And fatigue ya acolades until you jump into the everglades To propel and perpetuate your security but I'm the shade You will fail to elevate lyrical impurity you are forever staid Sedated by my sadistic sting and malicious screams Cremated by the spit that streams this is how vicious sings The hatred from the vivid dreams, helps me write these vicious things Visions of myself in power, break bread with prestigious kings The lord of the mic stand with a pen in my right hand My left fist in the air, declare I'm ready to fight and destroy any opposition who dares to step out of position This here is your warning it's your fault if you don't listen (sorry it's so short. Vicious, that was too ******** sick ) (nah nah i appreciate it, thanks for makin tight) Ignorance is bliss only when ya soul is missin Reminants of a whole keep ya shattered parts wishin That increments would make a toll worth admission Into the sky/ it's almost harder than geeks gettin vixens But jezebels kiss and tell/ I wish em well cause missions fail Inevitable aint impossible so I'll take a piss in hell When fate spreads her legs you ******** know I'm goin in To gestate her eggs to atone for ya stoic sins I'll allow you to wake/ wait I meant to attend ya wake Momma's on her knees cryin console her/ too late Cause today you get a taste of the rest of ya afterlife Who am I? You dont know? I forgot I didnt have my scythe (dam this man can spit...) Who am i? I am the one who carries the world on my back, They say i'ma 2-Pac and u a 2 pack, Compare me to an illegal immigrants I'm always crossin borders, always lookin for the feds, they always over my shoulder, I'm not Weezy but i'm so sick i stay weezin, Watch out, i got a different illness for each season, I'd like to go on but i have to address the issues, Front page of newspapers says rapper got issues, the hip hop building is fallin, they need a contracter and I'm the one they callin (that was weak on my end)
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