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[Lyrikal.Skillz]

I'm a lyrikal assassin, I sleep with one eye open
Dream the most venomous lyrics and the best words are chosen
Spit hot enough to melt the rock under my feet down to the Earth's core
You really think you ready to battle me, come on then let's go
F*ck your baby rhymes, you ain't built for this battlin'~sh!t
I been doing this since with a rattle~'n~sh!t, rocking from a craddle~'n~sh!t
You like Mugabe without his spectacles, you can't see me dude
Only way you can f*ck with me is reading this while you wanking, don't forget the lube
No retreat no surrender, no hostage no survivor
Only time yawl dudes spittin, it involves saliva
Putting your 2 inch d!ck on your monitor is the only way you can f*ck with my wordplay
LS always go hard, just like your bird~say

[Rus-tla]

Whoah… mad inspiration back in these boards…

I Bill the Audience like Cosby F#ck what These Kids Say/
Halt on All Your flows – pause –because – they r all played/
My keystyle/ Makes these hoes—and foes--- Equal/
Unless its standing ovation today's law--is Sit Down/
I got enough flows to make The Oceans seem-still/
I breathe fire if you Sodomise then you;ve been-killed/ (Burn dem Chichi)
They stopped the search for the Aids cure since I've been-ill/
Cuz I'm too sick I spread heat yer hommie this is how this son(sun) goes down/
The Party’s at Massacre City I'm Number one-in-town//
My blows pound on niggahs in excess like paper to Abromovich/£
The real star is done Now You gotta Wish/

[bixf]

niggas cant fuck wit me/i hit em wit a BUCK FIFTY/am sellin these DOPE flows so u can say i put YAYO in d GAME nd get money in the BANKS~no pranks/i wordplay wit g unit~flows r infinite/BIXF is d name i spit hot ice/u dnt want me staring in ur directn cuz lyk cyclops frm xmen i got hoteyes/i shock niggas again nd again so who told yall lightenin neva struck twice/come b4 me u tuck ice in/am GUILE am streetfightin wyl yellin fuck bison/steady on the rising till i meet the sky u can call me a horizon/i luv BEEF bt i luv eating CHICKENS too/superman or supermario am kryptonite shit weaken u....wats good people?

[Kizito]

my flows are pirated, i spit with a patch on 1 eye/
i run the flows you claim, kats you weaker than i/
A rock solid free type, i cant spit its granite/
check out the AHH battle that made Nur turn white/
hands on your head like a robbery/ you beef like its celery/
i double D rappers like Pam on her salary/
i leave a hole in each one of u like Tiger and the mistress/
wider than a seam stress, you aint tighter than i, the best/
A delivery that leverages flows like brothel beverages/
multies on a free type? thats not what average is!/

[bixf]

its bixf they call me king from coast to coast/am lyk VALDES u can say i PROTECT MY POSTS~they copy written/k9s y'all beta keep off~am pissed off fuck JI(JIM IYKE) i dnt knw hw to ACT/i am LEGEND lyk d CLUES ON A MAP/stay tru to d facts so am glued to the tracks/witout UN consentin am sending NUKES TO THE WACKS/my flows so HOT it gives u RASHES IN WINTER/d cat is a winner/they couldnt RIDE on me cuz they know how the BOSS(bus) be/am lyk a very busy ROAD they scared to CROSS ME..

[mimic truce]

i eat gold and smile flossin it
deep throat my urethral till this nig ass a peep hole

shit. i quit.

[Nur]

I told yall to wear seatbelts, huh.. ur a carcass now/
driving yall with so many barz the site is crashing down/
but don’t fret it I’m the heart of sound/ watch me pump the music to the hardened ground/
and see all yall rise from your caskets now/ so unrole the carpet down/
watch me shift the clouds away, switch the darkness out/
I’m the Sun get rid of that fuckin matchstick, now!/ quit the bullshit, losers/
move it! Move it!/ mute lips or chew fists/ first have this soup with this boot tip/
heres the main course as ur displaced jaw/ ate all/
still hungry I can always serve u a plate more/ it’s the chef with the delicacy/
your own words meet my ears and give birth to your cemetery/ send dem at me/
I’ll send dem back with their tendons half ripped/
your skeleton severed in 50 different places and 10 are half in/ half out/
petruding whilst your passed out/ stop crying significant others! That’s passed now/
ask ‘round/ I smash clowns/ in darkest of nights with ma black gown/
make their girls dance for me, n tell em to ‘dip low Ma!’/
ma shits dope barz, u have to mix soda/ lymphoma, this words are sick soldiers/
rather rebels and rape your mental clitoris/ now your thoughts pregnant and da kids Noah/
to save you from being flooded by the worlds Bullshit hose and/
help you lounge on the built ships sofa/ do you see her? In front of you, with her tits so large/
her pussy wet, naked, her lips speak but emit no sound/
my gift to you, we jus finished playing strip poker/
you see what you’ve been missing in plain view/ look closer and you see that your chains loose/
read her lips and see that she’s mouthing the words, “My name’s Truth”

[Nur]

Yo Kiz! Where u at?

[Kizito]

Word Nur... "Do not fear" "Lo, i am with you always"

He asked Kiz where u at?/ like God asking Adam/
im naked & short of breath like a dog sniffin Sadam/
Hussein? Who's saying? Im spitting man who is sprayin?/
i keep running with a free type, you claiming man who's sprained?/
They keep calling me ankle, like im you dads brother/
Cry for the foot that run this ish, like i am your death mother/
I-dentity crisis like Iam a dead Mother*/
tell me, how do i rap in columns thats full of udders/
im falling these fools are brothers, im calling out Judas loves us/
no deceit no crucifixion no mercy thus Jews above us/
no blood, no Jesus loves us, no scars no please forgive us/
im calling out whities love us, like Boondocks and uncle Rawkus/
no pain, no expresion from rap, thus no reflexion on crap/
thats in the section or gap thats right above in our head/
like making love in a bed, its all expected, could be right or its wrong/
the same reason i aint making a song.. its all in good time/
is it the love or its to sell a good rhyme/
these are the thoughts thats making me take my time/
gon be a millionaire, ofcourse is it through these fake rhymes?/
that are building in my thoughts, got a building in my thoughts/
Devils does the 911, i go AWOL all i got, is my ipod & some pot/
I jam Reason and some Verb, a little Rustla on the curb/
got me thinking abt my short comings, the reason is this herb/
Tha more my thoughts stay on repeat and im scratched up like Cds/
the more i feel that im just me, im stuck in Mediocrity/
I call the media sweety and i make love to record labels/
Hoping to break into Mzansi to tell my tale of many fables/

I repeat.. "Lo, i am with you always"

[Kizito]

I SEE YOU RUSTLA.. im getting ur tracks from Acid something as we speak.. absent minded..
LS bringing it! Bix.. all yo'll good looking out!! who next?

HAD TO SHARE THIS!! some kat i just downloaded called Rez Proph sez "I handle Pussy emcees like a hip hop Gynecologist" and thats the first line of his i sampled from his mixtape... lol.. crazy

[Lyrikal.Skillz]

Damn, that's real nice right there Kiz.
You should do one or two audios though, test the market see what kinda response you get, whether the listeners feel and connect with you. Also helps you get exposure.
But damn, that was tight.

[Kizito]

Rus-tla said:

Jgugle* Tehse Wrdos(balls) Im Turning Rappers to clowns*/

So Watch me Murder the Mic* like a Plastic Surgeon/ (Jackson)

S!ck... thanks Skills.. elevating!

[mceeQ]

i got an explosive thot process bordering hopeless-
-emcees to their limits of focused nonsense//
revenge on da mind so expect a cold dish
i chop up da lyrics and serve up more fish
than a ghostface album or Usher Raymond concert
cooking beatdowns like chris brown converts/
silly netcees catch an L like learning drivers
make u sick to my stomach how they wanna die fast
stepping to veteran non vegetarian
beef is a delicacy i definately delve in
so shelf him or them insolent young rappers
and get with fresh like spearmint in eucalyptus lol

[41Trippa]

"M" seek out a flow like a bloodhound; his nose ta ground
I speak outta line, but low .. gritty teeth and I'm known ta growll!
I'm heavy brothas and sistas, check me on ya riechter scales
techtroniqs devoid o' triggaz, but my skillz bang foes ta hell
str8 switchin up flows, pitchin' elbows, chillin' where tha sun stay lit
not smokin that dro, spittin game at po ho's or layin' up in gigantic tits
I'm seekin' souls, gettin deep .. so deep, women think I'm ownin' it
'cause death is comin' eventually, life's a loan. I don't recall signin shit!!
so, I'll free a while, key a while .. even fuck with a track or two
hang out on tha stoop with a friend or two .. Yeh, I'm smilin
I know spring has sprung and I got plans to ride a vibe or two
get out, ride in GODs country, seek out a sky or two
talk about free for nothing?! I'm going free for free!!!
cause I'm smilin' now an' stunnin' .. and this free is freeing me

[Kizito]

I guess i stay trippin till im 41 plus/
i been thinkn robust droppin 41 cuts/
im working on it, the bet is 4 to 1 trust me/
the heat im bringing on it merges 4 to 1 crusty/
burnt up. Faster than them Haitian beats/
Yo'll face defeat, like death in em Haitian streets/
Like Asian tits, you little, im a surgeons trick/
you face double D like i mirrored on ur first Defeat/
now face tha feet, and kiss em, whilst the crowned one speak/
i never rest till i get me to the mountains peak/


Nice to see Q in here man!

[Nur]

We’re da carnage in beasts/ da calmness is breached/
wenever Equinox arrives to trample ur streets/
their raise deyr arms up to reach/
da sky once dey sight da arms dat we keep/
sorry for all da men who met downward defeat/
unprotected without armour or heat/
but be thankfull for da protection to ur females who’ve harnessed our seeds/
cuz we nutted our soldiers in deyr mouth, parking our skeet/
so yea u can say deyr armed to da teeth/
harming da weak/ as we park in da streets/
having yall runnin in ur closets like narnia peeps/
swarming wit glee/ like sharks in da sea/
have da wrong do-ers shakin like dey got Parkin-sins disease/
da carnage wont cease/ until ur heart beat has ceased/
until da barking is breeze/ until da biters bite dust and da darkness is seen/
corpses stenched, no respiration in da city apart form da G’s/
dat stood there back to back in da fog the carcasses reeked/
as dey smirked at da thought to start a new spree/

[bixf]

Murder trax i dnt want to/mic check l1 nd x in p.e.s. Thats a 1 2/its only to ma nephews dat am UN COOL(uncle)/am the door of sucess/y'all r wack nd FUCKED ORALLY LYK SUCK SEX/always told ma girl that its work first/puttin money dat ama lose is considered the worst bet/am lyk fuck the tv series cuz dwn history av neva LOST/u chicks gon get ur feathers plucked/top 5 am in the cut(court) hommie am FEDERER HOT/who's got a better shot,on the mic i forever bust/am too FLY to be a RIDER/neva tried to be a writer/but am shakespear nd more/i shake spears 4 war,true african style/chants nd all,i strip u durin battles take ur pants nd all/wasnt paid to kill ur worthless ass so its free for nothing/am on my way to be the G.O.A.T men the KID aint bluffing..lmao

[41Trippa]

"Carnage in beasts"? That shit speaks to the heart of me
direct to a place where no eyes can see; where that evil be
where it's dukes up, throwin' over top; brass nucks an' upper cuts
I'm aimin' ta pain brains; fisticuffs! Rain fire, ta burn abs and gutts
Pitiful mu' fuckas, failin' ta protect. Parry fast and prepare to duck
'cause I aim ta win tha day .. leave'm folded ... fucked
If that's what it gotta be? Foes best respect tha moment~um
I'm bringin' all forces to bear; squashin' alll descent~ion
straight outta hell, this hurricane's heaven bent
Broke! Fuck tha mortgage an' I ain't got tha rent
an' I don't really give a flyin' fuck who aimin' lasers
I spit hot shit that'll put new button holes in velvet blazers
my whip got clear windows, I see tha enemy face ta face; fuck a tint
you hear that?! Don't ask me "why ya mags is spent"
just another excuse for them demons, dontcha' know
"ya honor we saw a gun flash .. it's obvious in tha video"
I feared fo' my life, wife and kidz .. so i let 16 go
bullshit I know .. I'm rantin' off subject but niggaz shit aint changed
it's still money for these bitches an' I'm still bottom feeda' in this blameless game
radio blastin', HOPE's tha frame .. I 'm still walkin', standin' .. as if FAITH is my name
but I'm certain that I'll die not giving all of my love, watching it grace the drain
that's alright though .. I know it'll remain mine .. stoked for the next lifetime
after this redline .. it's plied into my lifeline
and I'm growin' .. yeah, I'm winnin!!!
not against him, her, the next foe ... I'm winnin'
yeah .. the fight ta grow my own soul ... I'm winnin'

[Rus-tla]

bixf said:

its only to ma nephews dat am UN COOL(uncle)/
y'all r wack nd FUCKED ORALLY LYK SUCK SEX/
top 5 am in the cut(court) hommie am FEDERER HOT/

bixf hehe fucked orally like suck sex

yo Kiz I see you too niggah --- mount everest

[Lyrikal.Skillz]

I'm like a Demon straight out the scorching depths of purgatory
A quest for blood is my story and it's so self explanatory
The visions are gory, deserving a sticker warning "Parental Advisory"
You'll feel sorry once my verbal glory crushes your chest with a weight of a freight lorry
I'm ripping all these weak kids with hedonistic brutality
I make your family and friends issue a statement of neutrality
In actuality, non-parity is my delivery and content quality
So announcing my reign is merely a formality
The only thing I guarantee with unmistakeable clarity
Is intolerable calamity if you think you've got the verbal capacity
To go against I, LS is lyrikal predator
A cannibal, verbal carnivore with a taste for blood like a monitor lizard
Vocabulary wizard, I conjure words to surround and blind you like a blizzard
I'm giving studios orgasms, making love thru microphones
With melodic accents and tones genetically embedded in my chromosomes

You could search the universe and all of it's bits
Bet you couldn't find an emcee half as nice as this
Priceless is the quality of these rhymes I spit
Them verses you knit just can't compare to this
WHAT!