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 Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 9:32 am
Ghost_The_Impure Wow... just no. Bona Face Killa puts GFK's name to/ Absolute shameHis mindframe is useless/ He's new at this, but still puts it to shameHe thinks he's got game/ But it's defenseless like a dameIt's laughable/ His acclaim is non-existent but still in flamesI maim your brain with my crap game/ So quit laying claimWith/ Pathetic parlor games made of fragile embroidary framesI slam your name as much as I want/ But now I'm going easy/ So go ahead and please me with more inertial reference playsNow I'm a wordsmith having fun with it, but still/ Punkin' ya b***h a**, alas, my verbal glass slit ya jugular with class until/ I harrassed ya first, but still surpassed/ Blast ya with a sudden crashing clashYour IQ is the opposite of relative atomic mass/ Thinkin' ya slick asLiquifyied patrolium gas but/ I'm the flame, and I burn without shameShooting ya down like a Sgt. First Class/ With the law of conservation of massdown by a clown/ I think not/
Imma treat ya like a robot/ n knock ya down one notch/
robocop or not/ im motorin my way up 2 da top/
seein u do da same as ya clown shoez/ ******** flop/
non stop/ i do my thang, my mind gamez bring ya <******** wit dis dood/ 'll have ya eatin up suppliez from power toolz/
i do whateva i gotz ta do/ 2 make it ta perfection/
watch Ghost complexion/ as da flow hit em harder denna full blown erection/
save ya confession/ i kno a ya ******** sin/
comin up ta me, *****/ n ya knew u wouldn't win/
already, i put da clip in/ all i gotta do is pull da ******** trigga/
s**t... dis is so plain/ ya already kno dis gonna be anotha dead figga/
take hitz @ ya like a swisha/ n just go ******** insane/
play da blame game/ n get ya thrown in da train fa slangin candy cane/
ya cant keep up wit me maine/ i dont undastand why i was pit/
against dis twit/ jus 1 hit/ 'll leave em lit like a matchstick/
lil b***h/ i mus be da real wordsmith/
cuz im forgin new s**t/ justa leave a ***** breathless/
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 1:15 pm
BONA Face Killah Ghost_The_Impure Wow... just no. Bona Face Killa puts GFK's name to/ Absolute shameHis mindframe is useless/ He's new at this, but still puts it to shameHe thinks he's got game/ But it's defenseless like a dameIt's laughable/ His acclaim is non-existent but still in flamesI maim your brain with my crap game/ So quit laying claimWith/ Pathetic parlor games made of fragile embroidary framesI slam your name as much as I want/ But now I'm going easy/ So go ahead and please me with more inertial reference playsNow I'm a wordsmith having fun with it, but still/ Punkin' ya b***h a**, alas, my verbal glass slit ya jugular with class until/ I harrassed ya first, but still surpassed/ Blast ya with a sudden crashing clashYour IQ is the opposite of relative atomic mass/ Thinkin' ya slick asLiquifyied patrolium gas but/ I'm the flame, and I burn without shameShooting ya down like a Sgt. First Class/ With the law of conservation of massdown by a clown/ I think not/ Imma treat ya like a robot/ n knock ya down one notch/ robocop or not/ im motorin my way up 2 da top/ seein u do da same as ya clown shoez/ ******** flop/ non stop/ i do my thang, my mind gamez bring ya <******** wit dis dood/ 'll have ya eatin up suppliez from power toolz/ i do whateva i gotz ta do/ 2 make it ta perfection/ watch Ghost complexion/ as da flow hit em harder denna full blown erection/ save ya confession/ i kno a ya ******** sin/ comin up ta me, *****/ n ya knew u wouldn't win/ already, i put da clip in/ all i gotta do is pull da ******** trigga/ s**t... dis is so plain/ ya already kno dis gonna be anotha dead figga/ take hitz @ ya like a swisha/ n just go ******** insane/ play da blame game/ n get ya thrown in da train fa slangin candy cane/ ya cant keep up wit me maine/ i dont undastand why i was pit/ against dis twit/ jus 1 hit/ 'll leave em lit like a matchstick/ lil b***h/ i mus be da real wordsmith/ cuz im forgin new s**t/ justa leave a ***** breathless/ LOL @ Swagger Jack
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 1:41 pm
jceaz BONA Face Killah Ghost_The_Impure Wow... just no. Bona Face Killa puts GFK's name to/ Absolute shameHis mindframe is useless/ He's new at this, but still puts it to shameHe thinks he's got game/ But it's defenseless like a dameIt's laughable/ His acclaim is non-existent but still in flamesI maim your brain with my crap game/ So quit laying claimWith/ Pathetic parlor games made of fragile embroidary framesI slam your name as much as I want/ But now I'm going easy/ So go ahead and please me with more inertial reference playsNow I'm a wordsmith having fun with it, but still/ Punkin' ya b***h a**, alas, my verbal glass slit ya jugular with class until/ I harrassed ya first, but still surpassed/ Blast ya with a sudden crashing clashYour IQ is the opposite of relative atomic mass/ Thinkin' ya slick asLiquifyied patrolium gas but/ I'm the flame, and I burn without shameShooting ya down like a Sgt. First Class/ With the law of conservation of massdown by a clown/ I think not/ Imma treat ya like a robot/ n knock ya down one notch/ robocop or not/ im motorin my way up 2 da top/ seein u do da same as ya clown shoez/ ******** flop/ non stop/ i do my thang, my mind gamez bring ya <******** wit dis dood/ 'll have ya eatin up suppliez from power toolz/ i do whateva i gotz ta do/ 2 make it ta perfection/ watch Ghost complexion/ as da flow hit em harder denna full blown erection/ save ya confession/ i kno a ya ******** sin/ comin up ta me, *****/ n ya knew u wouldn't win/ already, i put da clip in/ all i gotta do is pull da ******** trigga/ s**t... dis is so plain/ ya already kno dis gonna be anotha dead figga/ take hitz @ ya like a swisha/ n just go ******** insane/ play da blame game/ n get ya thrown in da train fa slangin candy cane/ ya cant keep up wit me maine/ i dont undastand why i was pit/ against dis twit/ jus 1 hit/ 'll leave em lit like a matchstick/ lil b***h/ i mus be da real wordsmith/ cuz im forgin new s**t/ justa leave a ***** breathless/ LOL @ Swagger Jack hey... im good at mimicing ppl in r/l so. internet shouldn't be too hard. xDD
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 5:18 pm
BONA Face Killah jceaz BONA Face Killah Ghost_The_Impure Wow... just no. Bona Face Killa puts GFK's name to/ Absolute shameHis mindframe is useless/ He's new at this, but still puts it to shameHe thinks he's got game/ But it's defenseless like a dameIt's laughable/ His acclaim is non-existent but still in flamesI maim your brain with my crap game/ So quit laying claimWith/ Pathetic parlor games made of fragile embroidary framesI slam your name as much as I want/ But now I'm going easy/ So go ahead and please me with more inertial reference playsNow I'm a wordsmith having fun with it, but still/ Punkin' ya b***h a**, alas, my verbal glass slit ya jugular with class until/ I harrassed ya first, but still surpassed/ Blast ya with a sudden crashing clashYour IQ is the opposite of relative atomic mass/ Thinkin' ya slick asLiquifyied patrolium gas but/ I'm the flame, and I burn without shameShooting ya down like a Sgt. First Class/ With the law of conservation of massdown by a clown/ I think not/ Imma treat ya like a robot/ n knock ya down one notch/ robocop or not/ im motorin my way up 2 da top/ seein u do da same as ya clown shoez/ ******** flop/ non stop/ i do my thang, my mind gamez bring ya <******** wit dis dood/ 'll have ya eatin up suppliez from power toolz/ i do whateva i gotz ta do/ 2 make it ta perfection/ watch Ghost complexion/ as da flow hit em harder denna full blown erection/ save ya confession/ i kno a ya ******** sin/ comin up ta me, *****/ n ya knew u wouldn't win/ already, i put da clip in/ all i gotta do is pull da ******** trigga/ s**t... dis is so plain/ ya already kno dis gonna be anotha dead figga/ take hitz @ ya like a swisha/ n just go ******** insane/ play da blame game/ n get ya thrown in da train fa slangin candy cane/ ya cant keep up wit me maine/ i dont undastand why i was pit/ against dis twit/ jus 1 hit/ 'll leave em lit like a matchstick/ lil b***h/ i mus be da real wordsmith/ cuz im forgin new s**t/ justa leave a ***** breathless/ LOL @ Swagger Jack hey... im good at mimicing ppl in r/l so. internet shouldn't be too hard. xDD
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 9:30 pm
Shenco BONA Face Killah jceaz BONA Face Killah Ghost_The_Impure Wow... just no. Bona Face Killa puts GFK's name to/ Absolute shameHis mindframe is useless/ He's new at this, but still puts it to shameHe thinks he's got game/ But it's defenseless like a dameIt's laughable/ His acclaim is non-existent but still in flamesI maim your brain with my crap game/ So quit laying claimWith/ Pathetic parlor games made of fragile embroidary framesI slam your name as much as I want/ But now I'm going easy/ So go ahead and please me with more inertial reference playsNow I'm a wordsmith having fun with it, but still/ Punkin' ya b***h a**, alas, my verbal glass slit ya jugular with class until/ I harrassed ya first, but still surpassed/ Blast ya with a sudden crashing clashYour IQ is the opposite of relative atomic mass/ Thinkin' ya slick asLiquifyied patrolium gas but/ I'm the flame, and I burn without shameShooting ya down like a Sgt. First Class/ With the law of conservation of massdown by a clown/ I think not/ Imma treat ya like a robot/ n knock ya down one notch/ robocop or not/ im motorin my way up 2 da top/ seein u do da same as ya clown shoez/ ******** flop/ non stop/ i do my thang, my mind gamez bring ya <******** wit dis dood/ 'll have ya eatin up suppliez from power toolz/ i do whateva i gotz ta do/ 2 make it ta perfection/ watch Ghost complexion/ as da flow hit em harder denna full blown erection/ save ya confession/ i kno a ya ******** sin/ comin up ta me, *****/ n ya knew u wouldn't win/ already, i put da clip in/ all i gotta do is pull da ******** trigga/ s**t... dis is so plain/ ya already kno dis gonna be anotha dead figga/ take hitz @ ya like a swisha/ n just go ******** insane/ play da blame game/ n get ya thrown in da train fa slangin candy cane/ ya cant keep up wit me maine/ i dont undastand why i was pit/ against dis twit/ jus 1 hit/ 'll leave em lit like a matchstick/ lil b***h/ i mus be da real wordsmith/ cuz im forgin new s**t/ justa leave a ***** breathless/ LOL @ Swagger Jack hey... im good at mimicing ppl in r/l so. internet shouldn't be too hard. xDD not rly... it's not biting unless i actually take his words. I just took his style... n u know what, i think imma start doing that. =] when i have battles... imma mimic the person's style im facin. Just start callin me Two-Face... Im Me... but Im You. xDD
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 9:58 pm
Fine then, mimic this
I'm clappin-the-metal, your rap-is-an-echo
You remind me of a whore, like sounds of clackin-stilletos
Your career is more barren than an african-meadow
You a lyin dummy, and I'm the rapping-gepetto
Left ya moms with neck pains,gag-and-a-strep-throat
Leave this queer exposed like a f**-in-a-trench-coat
The haven knows that ya sister's a spectacular-nympho
Christmas shoppin for her's as easy as wrapping-a-d***o
Each line's another punch, I'll attack-him-with-ten-blows
Tired of destroyin this b***h, lemme pass-it-to-shenco
((Nuthin personal, you know))
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 11:40 pm
jceaz Fine then, mimic this I'm clappin-the-metal, your rap-is-an-echo You remind me of a whore like sounds of clackin-stilletos Your career is more barren than an african-meadow You a lyin dummy, and I'm the rapping-gepetto Left ya moms with neck pains,gag-and-a-strep-throat Leave this queer exposed like a f**-in-a-trench-coat The haven knows that ya sister's a spectacular-nympho Christmas shoppin for her's as easy as wrapping-a-d***o Each line's another punch, I'll attack-him-with-ten-blows Tired of destroyin this b***h, lemme pass-it-to-shenco ((Nuthin personal, you know)) ((yah i know... this will actually help me better it for when i face, Shenco... thanks. =D)) Iight... i wont even lie, jackin ur style wont be easy. It's gonna be pretty damn close to bitin if not bitin at all... I'm pullin-the-chords, your rap-is-mine-whore You remind me of myself with strings-attached-to-a-board Your future is lost within the shiftin sands of the Sahara Desert Idiotic b***h, you're nothin but me imitatin a rapping-parrot Put ya pops in a head lock, leavin a broken-collarbone-and-shoulderblades Left ya lookin like the whore you are riddled-with-STDs-HIV-and-AIDs The R.H. acknowledges you're a f**, seeing me as it's Shining-Star No matter who you think you are, you're only me wishin-for-a-VisaCard Everything I spit is just another hit, I've attacked-you-tenfold lo-and-behold my restlessness, bouncin ya pass-Shenco-and-into-the-cold =/ eh... maybe next time not SO much like the opponent, but enough for it to seem like it would come from them. I gotz work to do...
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 12:39 am
See, i didn't just put dashes to make it look good, I kept a string of 5 syllable rhymes...Read it over, you're still rhyming one word while i rhymed up to 5...And yea, practice s**t like this, and you can def step ya game up for the shen rematch. 3nodding
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 5:57 am
BONA Face Killah Shenco BONA Face Killah jceaz BONA Face Killah Ghost_The_Impure Wow... just no. Bona Face Killa puts GFK's name to/ Absolute shameHis mindframe is useless/ He's new at this, but still puts it to shameHe thinks he's got game/ But it's defenseless like a dameIt's laughable/ His acclaim is non-existent but still in flamesI maim your brain with my crap game/ So quit laying claimWith/ Pathetic parlor games made of fragile embroidary framesI slam your name as much as I want/ But now I'm going easy/ So go ahead and please me with more inertial reference playsNow I'm a wordsmith having fun with it, but still/ Punkin' ya b***h a**, alas, my verbal glass slit ya jugular with class until/ I harrassed ya first, but still surpassed/ Blast ya with a sudden crashing clashYour IQ is the opposite of relative atomic mass/ Thinkin' ya slick asLiquifyied patrolium gas but/ I'm the flame, and I burn without shameShooting ya down like a Sgt. First Class/ With the law of conservation of massdown by a clown/ I think not/ Imma treat ya like a robot/ n knock ya down one notch/ robocop or not/ im motorin my way up 2 da top/ seein u do da same as ya clown shoez/ ******** flop/ non stop/ i do my thang, my mind gamez bring ya <******** wit dis dood/ 'll have ya eatin up suppliez from power toolz/ i do whateva i gotz ta do/ 2 make it ta perfection/ watch Ghost complexion/ as da flow hit em harder denna full blown erection/ save ya confession/ i kno a ya ******** sin/ comin up ta me, *****/ n ya knew u wouldn't win/ already, i put da clip in/ all i gotta do is pull da ******** trigga/ s**t... dis is so plain/ ya already kno dis gonna be anotha dead figga/ take hitz @ ya like a swisha/ n just go ******** insane/ play da blame game/ n get ya thrown in da train fa slangin candy cane/ ya cant keep up wit me maine/ i dont undastand why i was pit/ against dis twit/ jus 1 hit/ 'll leave em lit like a matchstick/ lil b***h/ i mus be da real wordsmith/ cuz im forgin new s**t/ justa leave a ***** breathless/ LOL @ Swagger Jack hey... im good at mimicing ppl in r/l so. internet shouldn't be too hard. xDD not rly... it's not biting unless i actually take his words. I just took his style... n u know what, i think imma start doing that. =] when i have battles... imma mimic the person's style im facin. Just start callin me Two-Face... Im Me... but Im You. xDD Careful, dude. It would seem to me that doing this would only help being a mimic, not improve upon yourself and YOUR skills.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 12:38 pm
jceaz See, i didn't just put dashes to make it look good, I kept a string of 5 syllable rhymes...Read it over, you're still rhyming one word while i rhymed up to 5...And yea, practice s**t like this, and you can def step ya game up for the shen rematch. 3nodding =( damn the small details... And iight... 'll spit some s**t in the free flow l8r today 2 practice. ATM (******** woke up REAL late) i need to getta shower n get ready for the only class i have left for today. @Ghost: I has it's ups and downs... it helps me improve my vocabulary usage, but yah... restricts me to a certain flow. I'll still keep my own flow n try to improve it, but i really wanna work on this. It could be fun... if I truly master it. ((oh... and Spectacular-Nympho is 6... recheck that. =[))
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 5:32 pm
BONA Face Killah Ghost_The_Impure Wow... just no. Bona Face Killa puts GFK's name to/ Absolute shameHis mindframe is useless/ He's new at this, but still puts it to shameHe thinks he's got game/ But it's defenseless like a dameIt's laughable/ His acclaim is non-existent but still in flamesI maim your brain with my crap game/ So quit laying claimWith/ Pathetic parlor games made of fragile embroidary framesI slam your name as much as I want/ But now I'm going easy/ So go ahead and please me with more inertial reference playsNow I'm a wordsmith having fun with it, but still/ Punkin' ya b***h a**, alas, my verbal glass slit ya jugular with class until/ I harrassed ya first, but still surpassed/ Blast ya with a sudden crashing clashYour IQ is the opposite of relative atomic mass/ Thinkin' ya slick asLiquifyied patrolium gas but/ I'm the flame, and I burn without shameShooting ya down like a Sgt. First Class/ With the law of conservation of massdown by a clown/ I think not/ Imma treat ya like a robot/ n knock ya down one notch/ robocop or not/ im motorin my way up 2 da top/ seein u do da same as ya clown shoez/ ******** flop/ non stop/ i do my thang, my mind gamez bring ya <******** wit dis dood/ 'll have ya eatin up suppliez from power toolz/ i do whateva i gotz ta do/ 2 make it ta perfection/ watch Ghost complexion/ as da flow hit em harder denna full blown erection/ save ya confession/ i kno a ya ******** sin/ comin up ta me, *****/ n ya knew u wouldn't win/ already, i put da clip in/ all i gotta do is pull da ******** trigga/ s**t... dis is so plain/ ya already kno dis gonna be anotha dead figga/ take hitz @ ya like a swisha/ n just go ******** insane/ play da blame game/ n get ya thrown in da train fa slangin candy cane/ ya cant keep up wit me maine/ i dont undastand why i was pit/ against dis twit/ jus 1 hit/ 'll leave em lit like a matchstick/ lil b***h/ i mus be da real wordsmith/ cuz im forgin new s**t/ justa leave a ***** breathless/ Damn b***h, ya must be new here/ Watch as I get his face blastin' like an Oriental New Year/ I got no fear/ I spear-head ya downfall by not countin' my favors/ Because I don't cheat on the lyrics test when someone passes in their paper/ Are you a Caper?/ 'Cause ya just a seasoning I ate/ Coming ******** weak never subs coming late/ And from/ What I hear ya did both to ya father/ Then you passed the STDs to ya mother/ Ya daughter/ Came right after/ You took her when exposed b***h!/ Just like I did now to ya poor lyrics/ That's rich! Ya just a damn slave that'll play like a gangsta/ But ya just a wanksta, b***h/ Go make me a sandwich/ I just blazed ya a**/ Now ya down on ya knees/ You'll be lucky to say around that d**k in ya mouth/ "Hard up the a**, please! You know that's what I'm really about!"/
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 7:23 am
i ant down for the chat
but im down for the scrap !
ill merk you and your whole crew
while your smokin the crack!
i dont chat no american crap
im welsh and proud braap braap!
dont talk ******** 1 on 1 with my lady!
i shot your mum with a dum dum you baby!
dont talk to me about cars,
ill cheif up you with my bars,
dont talk to me about triggers,
ill chaif up all of you niggas,
i cant be ******** with this useless tiff,
im gettin pretty blazed smokin the end of this spliff
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 11:35 pm
hpboi i ant down for the chat but im down for the scrap ! ill merk you and your whole crew while your smokin the crack! i dont chat no american crap im welsh and proud braap braap! dont talk ******** 1 on 1 with my lady! i shot your mum with a dum dum you baby! dont talk to me about cars, ill cheif up you with my bars, dont talk to me about triggers, ill chaif up all of you niggas, i cant be ******** with this useless tiff, im gettin pretty blazed smokin the end of this spliff you have no relavance when you rap/ im known for examining rhymes, then ill reflect the facts/ you say you'll merk them while there "smokin the crack"/ thats cause thats the only way he can get you, which's behind your back/ so, yea you think you all coo when your up with your bunch/ but when your a** is alone, you see us, then you start to run/ and you'll probably be runnin bout' as long as you nut/ about a few seconds playa, that is left till destruction so i was wonderin, why the hell are your rhymes so weak/ but aaahhh, who knows, well, must be the weed/
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 3:17 am
hpboi i ant down for the chat but im down for the scrap ! ill merk you and your whole crew while your smokin the crack! i dont chat no american crap im welsh and proud braap braap! dont talk ******** 1 on 1 with my lady! i shot your mum with a dum dum you baby!
dont talk to me about cars,
ill cheif up you with my bars,
dont talk to me about triggers,
ill chaif up all of you niggas,
i cant be ******** with this useless tiff, im gettin pretty blazed smokin the end of this spliff *AHEM* The original line was, Kano I shut you up with a dum dum you baby And. JME Don't talk to me about cars, Ill cheif up you with my bars, Don't talk to me about triggers, I will cheif up all of your niggas.
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 6:45 am
Oh s**t...We got a biter...UK style...
SERIOUS
LOL how the ******** you bite off grime?
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