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[wreck-a-damus]

yo. here is how it happens. you pick a weapon and lyrically kill the Mc above you,(edit)then post another weapon for the next person. ok i'm first now no weapon so i need someone after me to use 'SHOVEL'.

[Poetik MC]

Guess U've 2 be scared cos in a coffin i put cemetaries
2day 4 u is game over like playstation.
i'll lock u wit 16 bars like copstation.
Heard u good at bitin try dis son
is metallic me against any mu4ker aint fair.
I will murder wit ma skills unused like
fallopian tubes in a lesbian then drag ure
wack ass and throw in da mediterranean.

[mceeQ]

lol
i'll use da shovel....

i'mma about to lay this guy flatter than CD's on a table top
bring da drought quick to corn rows and then fail your crop
your thots ain't fertile betta dig da crates to find a route
away from talking dirt or else change ya name to 'Shovel Mouth'/
coz i'll stick dat spade thru ya throat blood gurgle's out
and let u tomb raid with "two" Angelina Jolie pouts//
No shovel i'm like Sylar on Heroes, digg into your mind
but i'm Hiro stopping time coz i'm a "momentus find"!
you daily on da grind seeking "cheddar" simply wasting time
still in da 'LAB' clicking on da 'mouse' when its "blind"
i'm Norman Bates with da shovel smashing out numb skulls
so bad you could see 'red' like a bad fouls!!

next weapon is nun-chucks

[D-LINKWENT]

to start off tha paragraph I guess ama hav ta jump on the bandwagon..
pantz saggin', kick ya azz while braggin...lyk flix wit 'punches' so Enter the Dragon...
but jus surrender, as u c me reach my center...I get deep wit words lyk the earth's epicenter..
I hurt fah pleasure and get non from intercourse lyk a -nun- stuck n church doors..
I -lurch swords- n ya temple n, swing -nun chuks-, pistol whip wit gun butts, so sun whut??..
sum up, n ya numb skull the damage u kuldn't manage.. end up gettin a -cast n brace- and not a bandage..
u shuld belong n the -cast of Grace- just tah 'save' face cuz ur place is set on graves fah "names sake"..
my -brain aches- n the -earth quakes- the reason fah ur birth was fate n u just met yours today...
so break... double up on nothing lyk the number eight..ur 2/too zero, got burnt up lyk summer steak..

[D-LINKWENT]

to start off tha paragraph I guess ama hav ta jump on the bandwagon..
pantz saggin', kick ya azz while braggin...lyk flix wit 'punches' so Enter the Dragon...
but jus surrender, as u c me reach my center...I get deep wit words lyk the earth's epicenter..
I hurt fah pleasure and get non from intercourse lyk a -nun- stuck n church doors..
I -lurch swords- n ya temple n, swing -nun chuks-, pistol whip wit gun butts, so sun whut??..
sum up, n ya numb skull the damage u kuldn't manage.. end up gettin a -cast n brace- and not a bandage..
u shuld belong n the -cast of Grace- just tah 'save' face cuz ur place is set on graves fah "names sake"..
my -brain aches- n the -earth quakes- the reason fah ur birth was fate n u just met yours today...
so break... double up on nothing lyk the number eight..ur 2/too zero, got burnt up lyk summer steak..

next weapon: x-ray vision (use it wisely)

[ik-sl!ck]

Doctor slick'll xray your ass, expose your weak bones
Poor guy ill break ya bones, now you really feel broke
Fracture ya cranium, my eye socket houses a time bomb
I put my thumb on my forehead trigger them rays like cyclops
My roots is deeper than those on my 'crops'
Then i 'shoot' like the upper part, rap daily no time lost
Chuck taylor need a surgery so im coming with the rays
To eliminate the cancer that be growing in the game
In the name of hiphop i cast you out
Fuck spiritual, ill go physical and slap your mouth
I see through these wacks, yall is housing tough germs
So i keep the x-rays (x raised) like an xzibit concert

Next weapon, a bottle. Im so hood! Lol

[Xblaze]

reminds me of UE, wat happened to that site?? nice flows though from peeps.

[Synik]

im the reason that none of these wack rappers signed
wanna battle fine, thats y i got a black label pint
talk hard , until your teeth fall outta your gums
keep it street like i just came outta the slums
when im done ,you'll only wanna rap in the closet
walk around with a bottle like i wanna cash a deposit
its bloodsport,dip my fists in the broken glass
hit your throat then ima laugh while you choke and gasp
it doesnt really matter whether its lager or spirits
i hit you hard enaf to have your face labelled explicit
radioactive attack, this is uranium rap
the minute you playin it back then your cranium crack
so what you think i was saying when i told you im street
to turn glass into a bottle takes incredible heat
but to break it, it only takes my temper to rise
so who the challenger, which nigga really ready to die

next weapon is a brick....

[Rus-tla]

Hommie Im Hard -Cement is what I Stick to/
Now you're street bout to get walked over real quick too/
My 'Lines are Bricks' Meant Build ceelings that trap cats above me/
Then Swing 'lines' quick enough to make yah soul escape yah body/
My country's landlocked no (beaches)- bitches Get covered (by) in the lake/
Reason why rappers aint signed is cuz the ones 'above' are fake/
You Sign-ik (Synic) then murk him yah label's full of snitchies/
I Strip powers with words like a priest does to Witchies/
While yah get fruits and flowers from yah gay lovers/
I'll be Breaking bricks on hospital street corner waiting till u recover/

Want a weapon? lets see what u can do with shoe laces

[toon-x]

Ma shoe lace bring to ya mem'ries i'm tight
Ma line laced like d G-Unit sneakers
Aint using lethal weapon but lyrical vision
I don't believe i'm typing on a keyboard
To get someone killed in African Hip-Hop
I'm street, but dont need a shovel,bottle
Ma spit is a weapon of Mass Destruction
You messed with Brick and i still whip
Ya ass with ma Shoe Lace.... Brick n Lace
My luv 4 hip hop aint wicked, but
Girls in ur crib says dissing you is wicked
How i wish i dropped this on a week end
I see you rep the wackest Weak Head
I Lace fire blazes and send 'em like fire ball
in ma lyrics.... i laced ma crib wall wiv da fire works
u are far from my rear,no match for my contest
Bring d illest in ya Hood~ n u see i dont Fear
Ohhh. Coward, you think i cant murder wif shoe lace
6 feet under my shoe lace is where i kip you Rus-tla
U're tied to ya muda's apron string wif ma shoe lace

[cornelius]

hey homie did'nt leave a weapon 4 me, so i picked my rhymes!

fuck a shoe lace
my rhyme artillary is lyricly quantified as lithal/
specificly modified and ment to be brutal/
so i show no emotion/when i ruin your body locomotion/
my lyrical meditation shakes the ground you walk on like the sliding of tectonic plates/
beef with me will only leave your life with regreats/ so make no mistake/
am quick to take/ what ever you treasure /and destroy it with leisure/
your attempts to quell my rise will be futile/am desired by rap like males desire a perferct nubile/
i drink from the fountain of lyrism so when i script i think beyond a legion or dominion of lyrists/
i parade your skills and render them nugotry/ its only mandatory/ and self explainatory/
that whack eemces like you are sent off to pugortry/ who want it with me/

lets make it deep, the next eemmcee's weapon is silence.
wish you luck homie

[Poetik MC]

Yo ma weapon is silence like deaf n dumb dictator
so da next homie will have to stare like a 4kin spectator
like bellview whoeva steps must crash
I end careers quicka than flash.live faces like ur thots
in total blackness commin @ me u'll neva be at peace
like child molesters.U must be 4ny n wack 4 thinkin
of dissin me or may be a feminine man
cos ur career just ended i'll make ur fans understand

Next weapon.str8 multis

[mceeQ]

da next weapon alotted me is sharp as sword/clear as da light coz its a harp to da cord/
ripp into your cavities a dart is a word/
i'm a beast with dexterity on a lark for da Borg
if dat was over ya head don't worry pardon da lord
let me speak to ya mind and jus harden da load/

straight spitting lines to flatten any heart monitor
cross u over call me John Edwards my Dark Moniker
chewing ten inch knives coz i spit with sharp wit
let u mull over dat u jus fell in a snake pit
coz i will creep slither over mics when da brakes shift
and let u digest my words coz u know i'm da "next sh*t"/
multi's is taxing on competion betta pay ya late rent
so they pay for da shine and say it's worth da day spent
man i mourn for their lives coz they don't hold a state-ment
and watch their "side walk" off like they sold da pave-ment/

[d2]

pray u never asked 4 dis//
welcome 2 my evil delight blind/
crushing ur spine,neddle razor vocal lines sew ur nostrils/and block up ur breathing hoses//
ur skull inflicted wiv broken cleats and necks sawed wiv vocal spits breed 4rm dangerous aliens
and strange ships/
u git bath wiv 5000 watts of volcanic whips inflicting hazard injuries dat no doctor could fix//
flows so sick lyk demonic disease,no pardon retards when i incits the fleas/
am a desparate man so i do dangerous things,warning signals alert b4 u wink,u git eaten quick by
D2 tha VERBALSWORDMANS trick.
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[mceeQ]

soz lol...next weapon is punchlines

[iam]

mceeQ said:

soz lol...next weapon is punchlines

LOL
can punchlines be use as a weapon

[mceeQ]

this is how....

my lines break your cavicle so shoulder da pain
i birth crowning moments coz lines surely will rain
da word play lets loose like viral spore strains
coz i bust on these sheets and you see-manly stains/
u betta get right like Orville and Wilbur i take flight
serving cataracts on da mic a sight for sore eyes
u lose an arm and a leg coz in bars i lands mine
my hands speak death so u don't wanna see da sign/

[Xblaze]

Q, next weapon ??

[mceeQ]

meat cleavers lol

[41Trippa]

mceeQ said:

meat cleavers lol

Ck, it's beef I got, I'm not Wally but love Beaver
I got chics doin' splits, like I'm blessed with meat cleavers
I keep the blades resonating ... wtf???