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Started by Guest_.Horse_*, May 07 2003 09:54 PM

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#1 Guest_.Horse_*

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Posted 07 May 2003 - 09:54 PM

I come rugged like the Hummer bumpin at da car wash /
& have these niggaz blow me in a flash quicker than star warz /
lyircal fitness of ma infinite flowz run without faucets /
fuck a cordless / i'm ripping emcees till they vocally cordless /
niggaz wanna "run" they mouth but they vocally "sport"-less /
Horse roll thru da plains spottin a "wanted" face rewardless /
& yet i attract most y'all hoes like Hugh Hefner in a bunny flick /
i change ya whole front grill like Birdman of da cash money clique /
sneak up on ur bitch whyle she watchin da food channel /
& channel reserves in ha mouf like Iraqi oil thru pipe tunnels /
or i can b that ill nigga transmitting gas 2 niggas 4 survival /
have these niggaz playback verbals 2 reverse the suicidal /
most y'all roam dis board like cell phones with no reception /
trick or treat / i rip a beat / cos text battle is a hoe deception / (biaaaaatchh)
I leave niggaz Red with a raw Method, u can't "Blackout" mine /
slow ass niggaz, fake emcees . . . i'm out . . . itz checkout time /

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My attitude got me walkin solo, ride out alone in my lo-lo ..... watchin the whole world move in slow-mo

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#2 Guest_The Lyrical Butcher_*

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Posted 09 May 2003 - 03:39 AM

slow ass niggaz, fake emcees . . . i'm out . . . itz checkout time /
{let's go}
i see
nothin but hoe ass niggaz, fake femcees with nothin to talk about
but from my mouth, words i disperse make windows shatter-and-burst
clucth your skull as it shrivel,weaken yo bladder-like-a-curse
fukit, i'll eat a shark raw, jus for it's blood-i-thirst
it aint a thing, nigga catch a beatin worse than Rodney King
man horse, ain't nothin but children on this fuckin board,
still attached to an imbillical cord, respect and never ridicule yo lord
see,
with every pen-stroke men-choke, while some recite and then-quote
My key styles is connected words and vowels, that disembowel
any fool refusin to bow and choosin to bout who'll soon be loosin jus now,
(listen)I tie fools to a truck and watch you-get-carried,
like ‘em cans, wen fools-get-married, see, maggot food-gets-buried
i stay punchin holes thru fools skulls.........out

keep it movin...one
The Lyrical Butcher

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#3 Guest_The Lyrical Butcher_*

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Posted 09 May 2003 - 03:41 AM

slow ass niggaz, fake emcees . . . i'm out . . . itz checkout time /
{let's go}
i see
nothin but hoe ass niggaz, fake femcees with nothin to talk about
but from my mouth, words i disperse make windows shatter-and-burst
clutch your skull as it shrivel, weaken yo bladder-like-a-curse
fukit, i'll eat a shark raw, jus for it's blood-i-thirst
it aint a thing, nigga catch a beatin worse than Rodney King
man horse, ain't nothin but children on this fuckin board,
still attached to an imbillical cord, respect and never ridicule yo lord
see,
with every pen-stroke men-choke, while some recite and then-quote
My key styles is connected words and vowels, that disembowel
any fool refusin to bow and choosin to bout who'll soon be loosin jus now,
(listen)I tie fools to a truck and watch you-get-carried,
like ‘em cans, wen fools-get-married, see, maggot food-gets-buried
i stay punchin holes thru fools skulls.........out

keep it movin...one
The Lyrical Butcher

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#4 Guest_.Horse_*

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Posted 09 May 2003 - 05:24 PM

Jordan love da game so much he had 2 return 2 da game. ok lisen ...

U can post shit twice ... while i drop 1ce 4 da big price /
da only crown u got is from ur dentist - u cant spit right /
u sound lame widdis ... with every pen stroke men choke??? /
it's keystyle bitch, no pen strokes / hell yeah i pen quotes /
who u know battles da whole forum & forces a quorum?? /
yeah it's Horse with a force of infinite battles per annum /
well u gave me somethin 2 say "ur style is somethin 2 gay" /
i can tell from ya keystyle that ur polished nails got in ya way /
soft ass niggas like u only flow hard when constipated /
u dont "string" ya words like a real "G" but ya cunt is anticipated /
I "shake" more "spears" like chaka da zulu & trash ya "hamlet" /
choke u wit a "cable" & "scamble" ya vision & splatter ya brain like omlet /
Rodney King? 4k it, u beatin ya ownself with lotion flow catch / (Rodney JERKINS)
this shit is a no match / i'm like Michael Jordan in a hoe match /
i got dis shit on lockdown like jailmates scribble walls with heiroglyphic /
u need hype support like life support . . .muthafuckin Quadriplegic /

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#5 Guest_Mwenda_*

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Posted 09 May 2003 - 06:02 PM

Whoooooooooo
horse i see you still got it playa damn nigs i like the g string line haha haha
keep up dawg i gfots to get back up in here more often

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#6 Guest_Mwenda_*

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Posted 09 May 2003 - 06:50 PM

ayo i hate when fake Mcees claim they skills is pure and lean//
when they holding weak make up like immitations of maybeline//
they ain't shit, we filter their skills like bacteria in the spleen//
they enter as grown men into battles and end up leavin as drag queens//
know what i mean horse these netcees ain't got no respect yet they try to contend//
"comin out" like pre-mature ejaculation off the head wit no substantial content//
they want to battle, i'll battle these "bitch made niggas" like latifah so let em "set it off"//
talent like mine is rarely seen like handicaps having intercourse//
i'll shatter their "records" my sick gems covers the pavement in "vinyl"//
my words are 2 much make em drop in mid- term so how the fuk are they gone make the finals//
damn these netcees what the fuck they think they could possibly do to me//
they die b4 i even spit like a black man in the credits of a horror movie//
i flow sicker than contaminated african sewage water flows out of containers//
in battles i slap mcees who only "raise the roof" in their mouths when they only spitting out their retainers//
they don't want none of this venom i spit that makes King cobras tuck in their fangs//
when i ride these syllables wit more horse power than white boys put in their mustangs//
i'm undesirable in batlles so much that my competition packs up n leaves and doesn't return back//
like Eritreans, Ethiopians, Somalians and now the former president of Iraq//

Holla back at yo bwoi vipi rafiki
One love one heart one voice one fight :roll:

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#7 Guest_the illest_*

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Posted 09 May 2003 - 09:28 PM

wack mcs always claiming to be the best/
now is my chance let me put you to the test/
its gon' be like a like mission,or more like a quest/
chick ass niggaz quick to run to the nest/
you didn't have to admit that you wack i could of guest/
you bitches get ripped to peices/end up looking like my feices
i can bust you wit my fist or mic /u choose/but whatever your choice dawg you know you gon' loose/i got u all dizzy like drunk of some booze.

i'm out holla

the illest :twisted:

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#8 The Lyrical Butcher

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Posted 10 May 2003 - 04:14 PM

HaHAHAHAHAhahahahahahah.........yall clowns gots to be jockin right....

...all oyall need ta...
BakDaFukUp

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#9 Guest_.Horse_*

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Posted 10 May 2003 - 10:36 PM

good 2 see Mwenda after a while. I hear u man .. . real emcees r like endagered species up in here. yet these wack netcees comin at us like they hold weight.

Yo ... . Lyrical Butcher once ur here, there's no excuse for not spittin ... faggit. ok this is it .. .. it's up 2 me 2 butcher . . . once & for all

Battle marathon pulse / u'll pro'ly never understand dis Horse /
when i discourse / ur punches massage with a bitch force /
u sound dumb like u got conceived with egg & no semen /
ur bitch style got me feinin / u fuckin with a demon /
housed in ma right brain to make ma left punch leaning /
multiply ya fuckin rhymes by 2 & u still woudln't get even /
I destroy ur outer shell with alphabets / & the half I get /
u couldn't emit "gold" bars if "u" got attached to the first Alphabet /
I roll with Moses's influenced by "tablets" from Papi /
who spit raw & eat raw Chinese sushi with saki /
Cross us & get dressed up & carried in a big hearse /
I'ma spit first / dominate with a sick verse / till u quit first /
so fuck ur bitch verse / ur big breast make ma dick thirst /
u get burned on ma throne whether u stand or sit first /
I rhyme so hard blind niggaz feel da screen like they feel brail /
I'll be a millionaire by stackin quarters for everytime u trail /
Horse is a wor(d)emonic force perpetual / rhyme intellectual /
with energy like Gatorade / against ya gay parade / for intersexuals /
Battlin me is a voluntary burndown like a Vietnam war bhuddist /
& if u studied Horse for long, u'll know why the moon is bluish /
Rearrange ya dental "structure" undectable with Chow tests /
I drink Red Bull & turn dis battle into beef & milk ya cow breasts /
I let niggaz know ya sexuality is Bonnie & Clyde in one human /
clone emcee against one human? / lotta cigars but one cuban /
& it's stupid 4 me carry a weapon & still rhyme hard /
when i can stick two on ya chest or "underarm" like "Right Guard" /
I'm deep in the game but 10,000 FT above like a comet /
so u can't escape off ma hand glide if u can't parachute from it /
Ur approach 2 a fight is tagless / to a gunfight is gatless /
how stupid is that? bitch these shots'll blow off ya crab legs /
Ma heat erode ya hair follicles with ya chest oozin out ketchup /
then u get boxed up / like Compaqs for upgrade to a notch up /
then i pump ma dick in ya fuckin mouth 2 sabotage ya asthma /
too late, i separate ya three blood cells & extract ya plasma /
Ur probablility of winnin dis is statistically dependent /
on ya improbable skills that r fucked up & logically redundant /
if rap is ur life, then i'm contaminating the shit u breathing /
i don't expect ya incompetence 2 allow u 2 rhyme what u reading /
take a bow like Chuck Norris to Bruce Lee in dis permanent gym /
shut da fuck up & take dis vow with ma rap as ur relevant hymn /
lisen bitch, is u committed to dis shit thru sickness & health? /
Can u battle Horse under all conditions against ma lyrical wealth? /
muthafucka ... go shop around after u check ya lyrical shelf /
u runnin out of rhymes & running out of visceral wealth /
muthafucka!!!
Give up nigga!!!

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#10 Guest_Yoruba Man_*

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Posted 11 May 2003 - 03:54 PM

i sense victory

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#11 Guest_.Horse_*

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Posted 11 May 2003 - 04:55 PM

hahaahahahahahaaaaa . . . me too . . . .me too. I sensed it b 4 i dropped the verse. lol.

But whyle I'm on dis thread, lemme say that when I drop punchlines I drop some wordplay & then punchlines & continue 2 mix it up, BUT emcees like Mwenda can give u punchline after punchline & that's why i respeckt his game like i do.

back to the battle issue, i think we all see that I just finished puttin the nail in the Lyrical Butcher's coffin!!!! It's a done deal!!!

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"I was born in the crisis point, the flipside of the coin ...... The knife edge of this joint, thats why am always stressing the counterpoint." - ILL Maestro (05/10/03)