NASH,IAM PUT AN END TO YOUR REIGN,NASH GET'S SMASHED.
Posted 04 October 2002 - 10:16 PM
he's like anthrax
well im tha vaccination
the future crown holda/ its supa im replacin
so nash stop wastin web space
n stop chasin' tha ace'n, forget it
n vacate this tournament
or next time im makin sure ya next vacations permanent
and i c why u runnin at supa n he neva sees u walkin
cuz im hot on ya heels w/ tha 9 n b*tch its sparkin
with 9 pits on a leash n b*tch they barkin
wit a well placed call you'll become a marked-man
like DMX ill leav ya lyin in tha DARK MAN
below a bouquet of roses you'll b down 6 feet
AZTEK not BET who really makin HITS FROM THA STREET
ill bust ya kneecaps w/ a sledge, n leav ya legs w/ no feelin'
n feed ya more shells, than if u was sicillian,retire from this board,or iam have to kill ya'll,
Ya'll faggots ain't ready, iam spit onemore for ya'll,Nash ain't ready,
theres gonna b more Bones than Thugs
n im sure u dun really wanna die 2day
i think u kno my bullets hit ya wit tha 1-2 like they was cassius clay
but i dont fire pistols/ i fire cannons instead
cannonballs, landin on ya neck n replacin ya head
u claim i aint king but i aint takin that crap
f*ck Jaz-O, im tha n*gga taught jigga to rap
examine ya facts/before ya get slapped in tha back wit a bat
that'll make ya spinal cord collapse in half
nash, i dun c why u came back afta u ran
cuz ill put u in tha trunk of a car, n drive it off a bridge like stan, I give one chance to spit, and I embarrass U after U got applause from your faggot fans.
All in favor for AZTEK ,sayin Nash should be kicked out off this board for all dem fake shit ,he bit off wack rappers,FUCK YA"LL CRABASS NIGGAS,
Harlem,"139 and lenox ave,Dangerzone".
Posted 04 October 2002 - 10:36 PM
hey yo, check it,
Ya style is blind, like a underground mole
call me tha grinch cuz u couldnt touch me wit a 10 1/2 ft pole
it sounds like ya style was stole from nsync n ashanti
ill trample ya ass like those rhinos did in jumanji
and yo nasty u lucky u got nash with ya 'son
cuz othawise battlin me would b absolutely no fun
it'd b like playin russian roulette by yaself wwit a fully loaded gun
but still like trinity in matrix, he aint "the one"
who could leave me wit a lowered head
and in in honor of Patriot Day, n those who r dead
imma leave ya'll like tha US flag, niggas: streaked wit red
n ey nash, u mus b HIGH nigga like red n meth
cuz u should kno battlin mes a 100% guaranteed death
when im finished wit u theres gonna b nothin left
cept maybe a lil bit'a bone or a lil piece'a neck
so dont write a check
for more than whats in ya account
cuz believe me man, u gonna b exposed n found out
n now NASH N DOPE realize they flowz weak
n now they "RULED OUT" like tha DMX n Ja beef...
MUTHAFUCKAS ,NASH AIN'T READY, BITCH, DICKRIDER,U AIN'T NO POET
Posted 04 October 2002 - 11:03 PM
THE STATE OF NEW YORK V.S AZTEK
judge: AZTEK DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY FOR YOUR DEFENSE?
aztek: I SPIT RHYMES LEAVIN COMPETITORS FLABBERGASTED,AND CAUSE TERROR TO THE MASSES, YOUR HONOUR,IAM GUILTY FOR MY COMPETITORS PASSING,HE COULD'NT HANDLE THE CLEVER WORDPLAY AND HARSH DELIVERY,AFTER ABOUT 20 BARS,I DECIDED TO PUT AN END TO HIS MISERY, AND I KILLED HIM, I THINK ON THE LAST PUNCHLINE DELIVERY,THAT I SPIT SO VIVIDLY,
judge: So are you admit that you are guilty
aztek:Iam guilty for possesing mic skills,when i strugle within plain site,
and obstain in this game right! ,
the same vein said my pains life,
I try to gain but my aims height,
the same youngins with they dames fight,
club seens this aint pain right ,
just get numbers dont remain tight ,
I go to God to sustain light ,
we aint dummies we just Gods tykes,
they try to tell me hustle it aint cool to attain light, i give em muscle and detaine life,
but what i say just portrays mics, FREESTYLE Divine.
judge: AZTEK, you been found guilty for harsh rhyme delivery,do you have anything to say before your sentencing?
Posted 04 October 2002 - 11:06 PM
I THINK IAM LOSING MY MIND, I SAID FUCK ME, BUT ANYWAY I WANTED TO SAY THIS, NASH ,PLEASE ADMIT DEFEAT EVEN IF YOU HAD DENIRO AND ALPACINO ,YOU STILL WOULDN'T BRING THE HEAT. FAGG
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Posted 05 October 2002 - 11:52 PM
IAM TOO INTELLIGENT, IAM CONFUSING NIGGGAS,IAM ON THAT NASA SHIT,
HEY BLAH, YOU WACK MUTHAFUCKA, I AIN'T WASTIN MY TIME ON YOU,TAKE UP ANOTHER OCCUPATION,
FAGGOTASSES, NASH IS STILL SCARRED
Posted 06 October 2002 - 05:26 AM
I've NEVER bit a rhyme nigga....whatever you readin is farse (look it up)
*Playin #9 on Lost Tapes -- Drunk By Myself.....looks at that screen, scans over AZTECS spit one last time, then zones out*
A follower of Nas so watch me make you swallow these bars
Coughin up lungs then I rest you in your coffin wit slugs
Knotted wit scars is tha only way I pay homage to thugs
I drop then I pause - and wait for tha crowd to applause
F*ck an arsenal I get so personal I restructure your jaws
Rupture yo balls wit a concentration like the eruptions of stars
Wit bad breath like gingavitis I transform and seep thru ya fibers
And spit ciphers liva than electric currents travellin thru tha spinals
Of convicted rivals of the state - my death sentence is yo final
You're just another man torched and sonned by tha Son-of-sam
Born on tha motherland - poured his pain out on a thousand men
On tha other hand? Wanna battle? Let me grapple, grasp ya adam's apple
My atoms travel - stab you - collapse this cat from tha Giant Apple
Defiant and liable - to flip like gymnist tricks. when I spit
Cause I'm sick, diagnosed 'n infested wit carcogenic scripts
Only antidote is for me to drink your soul thru your throat
Chew yo bones - rip yo soles, let tha blood hit tha floor
I switch tha mode turn tha blazin heat down to freezin cold
Tha MIC shi-vers, saliva thru your flesh in tha form of icicles
Your life dribbles as I implement another element - light-missels
*Zones out anotha level -- aiight want punches?*
Exchangin MEAT wit shared-GIZ is y you cool wit RARE-Skillz
How good does his HAIR-feel as it rubs against your REAR-ENDZ?
DEAR-FRIENDS - after FACIALS you wait for that cream to be SMEARED-IN
I hate Jigga - hate you - I curse and bless tha way I 'diss-grace' you
And face you - to tha blast of light at the end of the tunnel dat you racin
Your punches are too basic - practicin phonetics I learned in Grade three
Watch me hastily - 'TEK' dis dunny wit words ranging from 'A' to 'Z'
U Beef like Jah and X? - my beef's tha type ta carve bars that scar yo chest
I beef like HUNGRY LIONS wit endless appetites dat are never met
I've dismembered-you, 'presented'-you, wit embers-cooled, and carefully '(w)rapped' and it ain't even December yet.......
If you supposed to represent Harlem's finest....I'm disappointed. Bare-footed african done schooled you kid. ONE. <----dats all that talkin I do duke. Learn it.
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Posted 07 October 2002 - 10:04 PM
*LISTENS TO "FRIEND OR FOE' OFF THA REASONABLE DOUBT THEN ZONES OUT,
he yo, check it out,
I'm da type to let bombs explode on remote
soon as you lower ya guard. Causing more drama, than beef did at the last Source awards,
Ya said I was weak like a cancer-patient with an Aids diagnoses,
But still ill enough to hit you with Multiple Scrleroses,
Rip out ya skeleton and leave you boneless. Now tryna crawl bitch! Tryna rhyme bitch ! I rip out ya tongue and leave you flowless
So you say ya dope? That's like wearing a key-chord,but actually being homeless,
Cause even if Jesus came to save you, ya style would still be hopeless.
Ya shots where like blancks, they didn't hit me.
Everything you aim and fire will miss me. Ya in need of a shrink, just for tryna dis me,
f*** that vagina cliche, my rhymes be tight like a straight-jacket.
You a straight f*ggot, I'm gonna straight it out. Spray da nine and aim at ya mouth,
just to see your teeth shatter. Ya gonna leave me covered in piss? Better hold your blatter,
Cause you will gonna need the liquids, to clean yourself after I treat you like a toilet,
just for being on my SH*T-list. You're only braggin'bout how ya willing to be killing for the bricks,
While I don't brag when I say I'm rather building for the kids,
So stop talking bout ya coke-dreams, those are just smoke-screens, To hide the fact that your rhymes ain't all that,
You ain't Jada, so here's a kiss of death. Lyrically I'm tongueing you down,
That ain't homosexual, I tryna explain that my rhymes deserve da crown
NOW WHAT?, I WON THIS BATTLE,
Posted 07 October 2002 - 10:06 PM
Posted 07 October 2002 - 10:42 PM
"Ya said I was weak like a cancer-patient with an Aids diagnoses" -- No I didn't
"You're only braggin'bout how ya willing to be killing for the bricks" -- No I didn't do that either
"So stop talking bout ya coke-dreams" --- Not coke, but I might have mentioned Pepsi somewhere there.....*checking* ummm, no I didn't do that either.
I'm finished wit you. Let 'em vote.
Posted 08 October 2002 - 07:21 PM
ohh is that bold underline typo directed toward me???
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