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 Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 5:00 pm
*yawn* I'm feeling lyrical so....
I rip it wit the specific, and terriffic, methaphorifics
then get it and hit it and admit it wit big ballistics
my statistics static that you bit it and you have to admit it
or i'll get wit it and fix it just to be over specific
Niggas got beef in the streets, packin heat it's gettin hot
you gotta complete the defeat just to eat and snitchin not
Or you'll get a shot to ya top breathing stops, you got got
gotta shake the spot or get locked like 3 hots in a cot
Or be like me and chill in the cut just layin low
treat niggas like the matrix when they shoot it's in slow-mo
then get a ho to show you manuevrs you wouldn't know
get em on the floor after a good smash have em begging for mo'
( that last stanza was meh)
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:46 pm
iight...
tha K i be sprayin/ steadily stainin/ tha shirtz a complainin/
niggaz dat be up in hea sayin/ dat dey be doin all dat work but dey kno dey be playin/
in dey mama house dey stayin/ thinkin dat dey be tha man/
well im tha Iron Man/ ill leave ya lil a** layin/ where ya lil a** stan'/ol punk a** man
fa'eva see a ***** be carryin dat i'on/ at all timez/ cuz a ***** might be droppin dem dimez/
ay start droppin dem dimez/ i'll start droppin dem ninez/ ***** lyin/ cuz i ollie'd his a** offa his grin'/
'bout time/ fa me ta get mine/ lay low sit back n just shine/ n maybe stop tryin/
cuz too many niggaz tryin/ ta get whatz mine/ i guess i should jus reti'e/ so niggaz can get demselvez sign'/
((dammit.... can't think of anymore atm. eh, i just leave it unfinished til my brain gets a breather. :<))
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 7:40 pm
i kinda fell off since i haven't written or battled in a while. i need to rebuild my skill.
am I an abomination if i wanna bomb a nation?
what if I wanted voodoo done to my foes? should I con a Haitian?
because it seems i'm surrounded by people who want my demise.
haters full of jealousy, spite, and envy spotted in them eyes.
but i'm not defenseless. got a good head on my shoulders,
and fiery ambition that can burn the weak to smolders.
balanced like a libra, and earned more stripes than a zebra.
but restraining a force more powerful than what's in Toccara's D-bra.
cuz that force will not only consume my foes, but consume myself.
it's like the dark hadou. so I aint trying to LOSE myself.
enough demons on my back trying to the the 1,2,3 count.
lost count afterwhile, and there's no point to recount.
cuz i'll be shakin' them off soon, and let my quest resume.
and put to shame them label-makers who try to presume
to tell me what I am. who i am, and that other s**t.
they test my patience to try making my throw another fit.
but now that i'm calm and collected, my pride's protected
cuz i'm playing for the winning team and never defected.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 8:22 am
I'm hotter then the fire in dat lil wayne vidioe
I made athousand records in cash money studios
***** i'm crunk so just stop askin
I'll knock ya out just like mike tyson
I once knew a hoe who was actin like a b***h
so i slapped in da face for talkin dat s**t
the b***h got up tryin to be my friend
but it made me mad so i hit er again
I'm wanted for 1000 crimes
ran from the law 2000 times
I dont rap,i dont spit..i just rhyme with a sinister pitch.
come beside me and try somethin slick i'll slap you in da face and callyou a b***h
Youll know when i'm rappin
cause when the mich goes off i'm still trappin
This rap dont have a conclusion
cause this rap is an illusion
this decsisionis up to you
please tell me how did i do.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 4:39 pm
Dirty-David I'm hotter then the fire in dat lil wayne vidioe I made athousand records in cash money studios n***a i'm crunk so just stop askin I'll knock ya out just like mike tyson I once knew a hoe who was actin like a b***h so i slapped in da face for talkin dat s**t the b***h got up tryin to be my friend but it made me mad so i hit er again I'm wanted for 1000 crimes ran from the law 2000 times I dont rap,i dont spit..i just rhyme with a sinister pitch. come beside me and try somethin slick i'll slap you in da face and callyou a b***h Youll know when i'm rappin cause when the mich goes off i'm still trappin This rap dont have a conclusion cause this rap is an illusion this decsisionis up to you please tell me how did i do.
catch balance in yo moms 2 make sure my 3rd leg is sturdy/
it seems 2 me we got a noob, think ya rap ova u need rehursal/
and u not a trappa *****, da only dope u seen was on cops commercial/
i'm harder than titanium wit some cast iron trim/
i'ma monster i'll eat u up limb 4 limb/
and like soda poured fast in a glass i'm bound 2 pop/
i eat u up break u down and s**t u out, and it's da samething da next time u drop/
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 4:51 pm
money you're getting better,but this isn't the diss the rapper sticky
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 9:00 pm
the jokester of LG's returned, and making my presence known.
still notorious for writing rhymes with a fire reference thrown.
still baiting in the idiots by playing that role myself.
fall for my trap, and the only idiot exposed is thyself.
i talk the talk, and have the brain that let's my back it up.
so when i masquerade as a fool, it's only to have ya act'n up.
one of the greatest opened my cage, then i flew out on my own.
now i soar around like a hawk, makin' my victims call Tyrone.
call for help all you want, i'll burn and s**t on your whole dynasty.
with a body of flame, this heat'll make you die ******** with phoenix? only if i allow it, but don't raise ya hope.
cuz i command the ones who WILL touch you... i'm like the Pope.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 8:47 pm
Shenco money you're getting better,but this isn't the diss the rapper sticky
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 6:25 am
i walk outside da block hotta than a damn sauna/
no skool 4 me now i said get money, ******** a damn diploma/
i try 2 keep my head clear, blownin acres of maurjiuana/
and when i keystyle u niggaz is prey, cause i'm da head hunta/
u betta lace ya boots up soldja, cause battlin me iz like goin 2 iraq/
but i'd rather stay in da US and let ya mom suck me off and lick my sack/
da broad suck so hard she make my ******** balls contract/
****clears throat****
hold up exclusive s**t
i rememba when a couple weeks ago they was sayin i suck/
now niggaz givin me props actin like it was luck/
i been doin dis rap s**t,but on gaia i type s**t witout givin a <******** so high a ***** might blow kush on da mic/
and i say wat i wanna say, i'm so George Bush on da mic/
niggaz swear dey hard, but dey p***y u boyz iz transvestdikes/
and as i keep flowin u niggaz hold ya sail/
cause i get p***y deeper than da ******** orgeon trail/ rofl
and most of deez niggaz on here is extremely young/
don't know 1 thing about fightin of shootin so when da time come/
ya'll usein ya tongue/ dramallama
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 2:19 pm
Haven't been here in a while, yeah, damn, I've been lazy
Been takin' a little time time off, 'cause my mind was hazy
It crazed me to see nothing for me pretty truly scared me
So I took this time off to take inspection and repair me
Carry this train of verbal video games, got rid of some lames at the station
Hearing a voice is hardly a choice, it's sent to ears for mastication
The voice I heard rang dark and moist like medicinal application
Oh, excuse me... pardon my lack of abbreviation
Usually used for decoration... hmm, must be a mix of concentration and constipation
Kinda like the constipated concentration heard from the leader of our nation
Before I cause your ears interrogated inflammation from vocal vibrations
I heard news reports that I'm hungry, start Operation Preparation into this odd investigation
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 3:26 am
I'm living a movie. To me it's black and white.
Everything resolves itself. If the scene's happened right.
And if it doesn't who cares? We'll just record it again
While invisible people laugh, and just applaud at the end.
I'm the lead, the cool guy with swagger and style
Can't phase me, i'll just pose like Mick Jagger and smile
I support my cast of friends, and make it look effortless
Fix a problem, get the girl, and even better yet
come up with a line to let you know it'll all be okay
Stop the bad guys in their tracks. Make all the pain go away
Flawless performance, make you believe that it's real
Tune in, and forget all the heart-ache you feel
because every time you watch me you just laugh louder
Knowing, I can do anything in the next half hour
Weight of the world on my shoulders, yet I never get weak
I'll save the day today, and the same time next week.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 3:25 am
I turned 16 on the 16th, I'll spit a 16,
and split 6 teens by their stiched seams.
Out of fashion like ripped jeans,
I'll make 'em history.
Spit it slow so you can figure out what this s**t means.
To put it simply...
I'm fresher than Listrene.
Lol. It's my birthday mrgreen
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 10:51 am
Oh damn I share a birthday with the lucky devil
It's like a game and the 16th year is the 16th level
Hey it's like what, 9 more days to christmas?
Just put one more foot in the grave damn, I'm sure gonna miss this
The business, the friendship, the kinship, it all
I don't win s**t, spin whips, I don't even party at all
The shen kid just turned sixteen and what does it mean?
I'm coming through with sixteen schemes to rip ya spleen
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 5:31 pm
Soul of Gold, gleamin
your words of pyrite can't pierce this
it's fiendish,
this spark of determination I keep
Unbreakeable,
No, you can't break me.
Hate me,
Yes Haters, Hate me.
Your words don't bait me
don't even relate to me
weakness, fakeness,
your words hit me with the force of air
nothing.
blackness.
I can't say I really care
enough to respond to you.
Jealousy
is not that becoming of you.
I don't know why rumors spread
lies of liars
spreading faster than wildfires.
DIRE
It's imperitive that I shut this down
no Haters, I'm not playin.
You spread more lies
than flies
spread disease.
That's all you are
a germful disease
Common as the Cold
the Flu
Gone with the flick of a tissue
you bite to make me sick with worry
And yet I maintain immunity
No, I will not stress this issue.
You're not worth the attention
I scribble furiously this message
from dark thoughts
to pen
to paper
flying.
STOP TRYING.
My soul is made of gold, GLEAMING.
You can't pierce this.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 6:59 pm
Lyrics amaze you hear it and praise
These other rappers like ear wigs - You fear it in place
Of where these sound waves travelin
There is no way battling, I'll be outclassed
I'll smash any rapper man
Yeah I got got some fans, in and out the state
But any rate its pretty safe to say
I'm on my way to great, wait
A rap act thats on his way to plaques
And stacks but the facts is he'll smash any wack hack
Back, to my regular programming
Prose slamming, any amateur prime lying artist damager
With no manager, with nerve and a jerk
Young work to get rich, and a Ric Yung shirt
Words are my main tool, can't lose, lame fools
Acting like all that matters, is they dang jewels
Stealing deals you watching a vet crook move
Opposing crews know best, They shook? to true
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