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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:07 pm
Feb/10/2008
I've brought this topic back up because I've seen that many have improved their punchline game. You don't have to go on some long a** scavenger hunt for hot punches, but if you can, post some punches from different battles that you like.
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Terrence Urameshi:
my penn got Killer on Loc like state court systems
I distort schisms and squeeze chests like asthmatic spore victims
Spadez Loc:
I'll mail this male to a jail and all I need is the Stamp On
I'm quick to drop this p***y like hookers with loose Tampons
Makairo:
Defeat a God? Hell, boy would probably devour the Devil,
The only thing causing you Strife is your cholesterol level
Phoenix Fist:
you think Unlucky Lucifer can scare Phoenix?
please, that's a more ludicrous fantasy than Square-Enix.
Makairo:
Take that same blue Bandana to choke you, watch your eyes dilate,
If I'm fake then you'll be a smurf, I'll strangle you 'til you're blue in the face
Durrtyboi:
You should start from scratch like Mexicans making tacos/
And you winning is as probable as a def person finding Marco/
Silver:
You on some Maleficent s**t,but on to diffrent topic
Packin lyrical punches?, then my words are written dropkicks
jceaz:
Well...Since Chaos accepted this, I won't back down
Since this texan is gettin ********, call it brokeback mount
Phoenix Fist:
my reign of terror got ya blood freezin' like cryogenic stasis,
and my pockets stay fatter than lipogenic faces.
DatsexyMC:
I just sent this LESBIAN DOWN THE TOILET on hush
After this battle is done you could call it a STRAIGHT FLUSH
Fujin Fenrir:
Check her picture in her profile you'd think she ready for war
But the only guns she clutch get her labeled a whore
Fujin Fenrir:
Her against me? I'm to good with my mouth
I'm KILLING her with my tongue, guess I'm turning her out
Ermandfa:
Another time, another catastrophe it's blasphemy
strap bombs to your children, and cause some casualties
Vicious:
I'm like angus/ Ceaz is a quarter pounder he dont know who he ******** wit
This a**s calls me fat cause I eat like a king/but I'm lovin it
jceaz:
Already scared? Look at you, on your knees, you f*****t
Cause he ain’t touchin me , Like my name was Ceazer salad
CTeezy:
You can find most of my lyrics under Psalms
Black but spittin dope lines they call me Uncle Tom
Shenco:
I'll hook em in a flash and send em to space as a-flyin-object
this kids only street cred is joining up with the-gaian-projekts
Lucky Lucifer:
I excel like microsoft, this is lyricism in its truest essence
You're scraps for the kid who can't prnounce his "s's"
There are more, but I'll point more out later that I like.
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 6:58 am
lmao, word? I'm surprised anybody found that impressive. I've got hundreds of two-liners better than that. Check out that 1,2 Punch Tourney we're having for the most recent. neutral
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 10:48 am
Fujin Fenrir Watch as I serve, Wait, better worded merk
Aspiring rappers, better called actors in this wack ***** purge
I'm sick spit dry retchin, Ya'll reachin, stretchin truth
Grabbin the 'hot' niggas erection while inside the booth
Could be described as aloof, but rap about how you shoot
But the root of that is the fact you couldn't have been fire if you was soot
Poof, put in place your disappearance, Kill your parents
Rape your p***y, both your cat and they one in your pants apparent - ly
And your luck? Your ******** over a table reciving a pelvis thrust
I inspire lust, Lyrical lies get crushed, then I grind to dust
Sick, don't stand near when I spit, Have all exposed skin excreting puss
I betray trust, then lay cuts down, while you still pullin knives up - clowns
I don't even flow or spit
I drop human sized water balloons down on you somehow filled with acidic s**t
Laughing at the fact your dying while your screams mirror it
Ream your clique, use a** like c**t, because rap was sex you'd all take d**k
Nappy hair, you all take pic
White tourists in back in the day Africa, You all take poisin dipped stick
I roast you dicks, then serve your families, cheese filled p***k
Scream obsenities, at my living enemies
As my dead ones accumulate maggots, flies and fleas
Rhymes desase, ******** that a Plauge
That no amount of apeasement to this goddess can stave
Whip snap crack you industry slaves
Kit kat snap, your back Yeah that'll break
Talent spat, what today lacks what Cee Li says
Run in the radio station shoot everyone moving change up what they plays
Laughing eyes hide whats inside, a murderous rage
Murder a page, with what I write, recite, to destroy your unborn babe
I've slaved, with a pen over my many rap sheets
In a room decorated with people who've talked smack's meat
No need to be discreet, evidence mental, never physical
But I'm raping haters eardrums everytime they hear my flow
Your skills to low, You haven't been in the game long enough, If you didn't know
Those are the reasons I'm getting on why my fame will never blow
Well ******** your a**! Matter fact ******** your a**!
Doggy style face down, your back repeatedly slashed
Bash the back of your head till it's smashed, flee the scene
Not me, roll around in your blood till I'm covered in the crimson sheen
Get up dissapointed, licking your blood off my fingers
Then choke the air out of the next, rapper / singer
Body? Head? Shoot Roy Jones Jr. with the Banger
Hop out the ring, shoot a crossbow blot into the neck of the bell ringer
Failed schemers, Sorry assed double teamers, can all agree on this fact
Who ever thinks they better than me is a dreamer, or on crack
Advanced mental maps, of body geograhpy
That means I know how to kill you slowly while your still sleep
Deep thoughts, on how to reap what deaths wrought
In more of the dramatic, unconventional ways that keeps my on top
Never stop my knive fetish, new limbs chopped
Drive to the country serve you to pigs as slop
Tick, tock your times up, explosion rocks your body, skull missed from it
Blood and s**t flying everywhere like its just proving your full of it
Load ruger clips, when I write, hock spit bullets their type
Lyrical, one mean spirited emo girl
Reverse High school role, when you talk s**t push your head in a toilet, and swirl
I don't write sick, when the pen hits it's like I already hurled
Besides JG, noone in this world, is as twisted, and including the aforementioned
Ishah, and Apani B, no female can mirror me, let alone snatch a victory
Oh a dude might win, but odds are, prewritten
Either that or Teezy wrote what he spittin icon_heart.gif
If you ain't 'Ro or Ryan you don't know what ego is
If you ain't me or Sin you don't know about rippin clits
If you ain't Ishah then the only day clear is the last one you have breath
And If your not Lex, then for you I have hardly love left
Not a breath of fresh air, decay spewed (Nope no longer Fujin)
So says my muse, from now on call me Part Death
If the ref blows the whistle the only thing that'll be official
Is that I socked his balls, slapped the jaws
Then had random soccor moms raped raw
Hell Nah! No She didn't! "Soccor moms just had it comin"
How you think they done nothin'
Behind the bleachers on knees while sombody cummin
On their face, such a nasty disgrace
Do a favor for you mother go and take her place
More hardcore than a German sex scene, Expect mean, Manners
Bitches grill me, Serve you on as a Captian D's oops Cee Li's fish platter
With a side of you's a shrimp, Your legs looser than your lips
You a** like you can't wash that cuz you big as two blimps
I'm hot and not talkin temp, not the one to tempt
Bind you with material that is similar to hemp
Then with a bat in my grip, Beat you serverly
I'm mean for reasons even God won't dare speak
You an animal? Well frog leap
They'll have to scrape meat off you street
Because you cause you can't stop a ******** tank by planting your feet
Plus its fact your weak...
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 1:13 pm
Avril The Goddess Fujin Fenrir Watch as I serve, Wait, better worded merk
Aspiring rappers, better called actors in this wack ***** purge
I'm sick spit dry retchin, Ya'll reachin, stretchin truth
Grabbin the 'hot' niggas erection while inside the booth
Could be described as aloof, but rap about how you shoot
But the root of that is the fact you couldn't have been fire if you was soot
Poof, put in place your disappearance, Kill your parents
Rape your p***y, both your cat and they one in your pants apparent - ly
And your luck? Your ******** over a table reciving a pelvis thrust
I inspire lust, Lyrical lies get crushed, then I grind to dust
Sick, don't stand near when I spit, Have all exposed skin excreting puss
I betray trust, then lay cuts down, while you still pullin knives up - clowns
I don't even flow or spit
I drop human sized water balloons down on you somehow filled with acidic s**t
Laughing at the fact your dying while your screams mirror it
Ream your clique, use a** like c**t, because rap was sex you'd all take d**k
Nappy hair, you all take pic
White tourists in back in the day Africa, You all take poisin dipped stick
I roast you dicks, then serve your families, cheese filled p***k
Scream obsenities, at my living enemies
As my dead ones accumulate maggots, flies and fleas
Rhymes desase, ******** that a Plauge
That no amount of apeasement to this goddess can stave
Whip snap crack you industry slaves
Kit kat snap, your back Yeah that'll break
Talent spat, what today lacks what Cee Li says
Run in the radio station shoot everyone moving change up what they plays
Laughing eyes hide whats inside, a murderous rage
Murder a page, with what I write, recite, to destroy your unborn babe
I've slaved, with a pen over my many rap sheets
In a room decorated with people who've talked smack's meat
No need to be discreet, evidence mental, never physical
But I'm raping haters eardrums everytime they hear my flow
Your skills to low, You haven't been in the game long enough, If you didn't know
Those are the reasons I'm getting on why my fame will never blow
Well ******** your a**! Matter fact ******** your a**!
Doggy style face down, your back repeatedly slashed
Bash the back of your head till it's smashed, flee the scene
Not me, roll around in your blood till I'm covered in the crimson sheen
Get up dissapointed, licking your blood off my fingers
Then choke the air out of the next, rapper / singer
Body? Head? Shoot Roy Jones Jr. with the Banger
Hop out the ring, shoot a crossbow blot into the neck of the bell ringer
Failed schemers, Sorry assed double teamers, can all agree on this fact
Who ever thinks they better than me is a dreamer, or on crack
Advanced mental maps, of body geograhpy
That means I know how to kill you slowly while your still sleep
Deep thoughts, on how to reap what deaths wrought
In more of the dramatic, unconventional ways that keeps my on top
Never stop my knive fetish, new limbs chopped
Drive to the country serve you to pigs as slop
Tick, tock your times up, explosion rocks your body, skull missed from it
Blood and s**t flying everywhere like its just proving your full of it
Load ruger clips, when I write, hock spit bullets their type
Lyrical, one mean spirited emo girl
Reverse High school role, when you talk s**t push your head in a toilet, and swirl
I don't write sick, when the pen hits it's like I already hurled
Besides JG, noone in this world, is as twisted, and including the aforementioned
Ishah, and Apani B, no female can mirror me, let alone snatch a victory
Oh a dude might win, but odds are, prewritten
Either that or Teezy wrote what he spittin icon_heart.gif
If you ain't 'Ro or Ryan you don't know what ego is
If you ain't me or Sin you don't know about rippin clits
If you ain't Ishah then the only day clear is the last one you have breath
And If your not Lex, then for you I have hardly love left
Not a breath of fresh air, decay spewed (Nope no longer Fujin)
So says my muse, from now on call me Part Death
If the ref blows the whistle the only thing that'll be official
Is that I socked his balls, slapped the jaws
Then had random soccor moms raped raw
Hell Nah! No She didn't! "Soccor moms just had it comin"
How you think they done nothin'
Behind the bleachers on knees while sombody cummin
On their face, such a nasty disgrace
Do a favor for you mother go and take her place
More hardcore than a German sex scene, Expect mean, Manners
Bitches grill me, Serve you on as a Captian D's oops Cee Li's fish platter
With a side of you's a shrimp, Your legs looser than your lips
You a** like you can't wash that cuz you big as two blimps
I'm hot and not talkin temp, not the one to tempt
Bind you with material that is similar to hemp
Then with a bat in my grip, Beat you serverly
I'm mean for reasons even God won't dare speak
You an animal? Well frog leap
They'll have to scrape meat off you street
Because you cause you can't stop a ******** tank by planting your feet
Plus its fact your weak...
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 5:57 pm
Jaiden Stryker This idea was inspired by Teezy's thread. Basically, it's just a way to acknowledge those who've had some pretty nice bars. I'm sure we can all look at our out own s**t, and be like, "This is sick." So we can't post our own s**t. Just post as many different bars from any LG member(s) that you find impressive. These bars don't have to be ON LG, but the bars must be from people who are at least somewhat active LGers. Just a little game. So simply put: -Look for bars(not whole verses) from LGers that you find impressive, and post them here. -Don't let your personal feelings towards someone get in the way. Easy, right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Terrence Urameshi: my penn got Killer on Loc like state court systems I distort schisms and squeeze chests like asthmatic spore victims Spadez Loc: I'll mail this male to a jail and all I need is the Stamp On I'm quick to drop this p***y like hookers with loose TamponsMakairo: Defeat a God? Hell, boy would probably devour the Devil, The only thing causing you Strife is your cholesterol level Phoenix Fist: you think Unlucky Lucifer can scare Phoenix? please, that's a more ludicrous fantasy than Square-Enix. Makairo: Take that same blue Bandana to choke you, watch your eyes dilate, If I'm fake then you'll be a smurf, I'll strangle you 'til you're blue in the face Durrtyboi: You should start from scratch like Mexicans making tacos/ And you winning is as probable as a def person finding Marco/ Silver: You on some Maleficent s**t,but on to diffrent topic Packin lyrical punches?, then my words are written dropkicks jceaz: Well...Since Chaos accepted this, I won't back down Since this texan is gettin ********, call it brokeback mount Phoenix Fist: my reign of terror got ya blood freezin' like cryogenic stasis, and my pockets stay fatter than lipogenic faces. DatsexyMC: I just sent this LESBIAN DOWN THE TOILET on hush After this battle is done you could call it a STRAIGHT FLUSH Fujin Fenrir: Check her picture in her profile you'd think she ready for war But the only guns she clutch get her labeled a whore Fujin Fenrir: Her against me? I'm to good with my mouth I'm KILLING her with my tongue, guess I'm turning her out Ermandfa: Another time, another catastrophe it's blasphemy strap bombs to your children, and cause some casualties Vicious: I'm like angus/ Ceaz is a quarter pounder he dont know who he ******** wit This a**s calls me fat cause I eat like a king/but I'm lovin it jceaz: Already scared? Look at you, on your knees, you f*****t Cause he ain’t touchin me , Like my name was Ceazer saladCTeezy: You can find most of my lyrics under PsalmsBlack but spittin dope lines they call me Uncle TomShenco: I'll hook em in a flash and send em to space as a-flyin-object this kids only street cred is joining up with the- gaian-projektsLucky Lucifer: I excel like microsoft, this is lyricism in its truest essence You're scraps for the kid who can't prnounce his "s's" There are more, but I'll point more out later that I like. I've got harder lines
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 6:09 pm
It seems OG hasn't took his pills he's not hard yet
I'm a fish out in sea but OG caught nothing but net -DatsexyMC vs OG Takes His Pills xd
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 6:10 pm
I'm not even up there.
crying
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 9:12 pm
Damn you actually thought that one was good? I kinda liked the levee thing
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 9:24 pm
Like my last line said, there are more, but I'll point out others I like at a later time. I've personally seen better things from you guys that commented, so don't worry about me thinking what I posted is the best you've ever done. XD But still, I felt those were nice lines nonetheless. 3nodding
Don't worry Strife, you've had plenty of things that I like. I'll get to you soon, homie. 3nodding
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 7:33 pm
Prolly not, cuz you couldn't foresee this win making me boast much.
You're so blind, you can't even see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch! -Jaiden Stryker from his latest battle
xd kid been coming with some hot lines lately
The sands of time run quickly, escape it quick man,
You're so ********' fat you'd turn concrete into quick sand-Makairo xd that line hurt me (he used it against me)
What I came back with (hottest lines from my response)
you left yourself defenseless like a fatality I'm going to finish this loser/
You forgot you're just a mortal vs an immortal mc in this combattle of featherweight vs bruiser/
I protect viewers from your horrible insane and impossibly illmatic keystyling/
I just blew your SHORT CIRCUIT now you have nothing left I already cancelled your WILD'N/
OUT now everybody is praising my ultimate defeat against the supposed hip hop giant/
I slayed this so called monster wannabe legend now all your fans spit on your soundclick in defiance/
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 12:19 am
jaiden: Quote: Remember how the diabolical demon demolished you through retrospect, so you can have flashbacks of this event in 3-D so the memory can forever resurrect. s**t was fiyah! vedic: Quote: You're taking a real gamble try'na hit another jackpot But you're *broke* and full of more s**t than your average *crackpot*strife: Quote: If ceaz is a demon, this verse is exorcising Getting him off of my nuts, I'm exercising
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 11:01 am
xd I love this thread
yo joker believe me step back not even KONVICTS CROSS THAT LINE/
make you stare down the barrel of my 9 and give your brain some BULLETTIME/ -Me
yo you swear you a challenge to me/
you just a litter bug you puts out more garbage than 9/11 debris/-me
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 11:30 am
El Diablo :
Rebattle with spadez
Watch me "rock" Spadez, when I switch up n' blast the heavy Metal..
I'm lyrically lightyears ahead of you, it'd take you 2 lifetimes to ever reach this Level...
Verbally aborted like an unwanted lyrical Fetus..
Metaphorically "Locc" ya brain patterns n' dissect ya weak Thesis...
I'm the most ferocious, your style doesn't even come close, that s**t's Atrocious..
I'll have you bowin your head so low, it appears as though you may be developin Osteoperosis...
El Diablo:
battle with Silver spider (sylvurr)
I'll school this kid then I'll shoot em, ya can call it Columbine..
It only takes 1 solid-line for me to split S in half like Dollar-Signs...
Only reason I aint seein you cuz I dont look for the Least-I-Can-Find..
Trust me, I woulda blown ya brain out if I wanted Piece-Of-Ya-Mind...
Most my words are frees, but I can still leave You-Traumatized..
I only think twice bout murder when plannin Two-Homocides...
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 3:17 pm
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 3:38 pm
ceaz at Mal:
Back to ya moms, her bra was first,then her pants off later
Legs open, Ceaz in the middle, like a scantron paper*
Phoenix at Penguin:
your odor makes hiding futile, that's why it's easy ta~find~ya.
if it aint the fishy diet, then this p***y's got some bad v****a.
durrty at 0tokage:
I'm LG's legend and RH's savior slash sensation
you're milton bradley to me just a non messy game of operation
Femm at Tribe:
True to your group name, Saltee Nutz you always lick,
Was constantly on Makairo's d**k and wished you were a chick.
Strife at ceaz:
Draining him like a vampire, finishing him by vy-lance
Only way his flow like Arizona is by dryness
Ms Fortunate in crew battle:
Between spades and strife, well, I'd say spades can floss fresher
So if I put an X on his shirt, the both of em'll be cross dressers
Spadez in crew battle:
Your make believe, a fake MC, it's plain to see
Target practice watchin porn the only time Shenco Aim & Squeeze
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