...underestimation is yo fukin weakness.....fuk the illest.....lil bitch don't even warrant a response, so fuk you and lay off my nut juice, guess that leaves Mwende......first off
..who the fuk r you Machende, Mawende or Masendekete
this one man syndicate, gon' undress this CINDA(rella) kid
fuk, come with yo whole army,
wat meks you think you and HO(rse) can harm me
yall get whipped like KUNTA runnin from the farm gee
right, now you kno, what i write-is-hard-an-raw,
yall ain't never seen a sight-this-hard-core
but i've seen yo type-b'fore, livin of hype-and-nothin-more
you ain't been in a fight-before, see i was rockin mics-in-shows
while yall was in pampers and tights, shittin-yo-drawers
son, jus' sit-and-applause, cause
you bitchin-for no-cause, bullshittin proly bitin like JAWS
i sense envy and the bitch in you, and i'm glad-you-like
jus respect and recognise son, i'm bad-like-MIKE, crossover then
grab-the-mic and procced to stab-this-dyke
with words that form from my pad-like-spikes
now got this b!tch runnin, legs spinnin like the spokes on bikes.......damn
...I'm jus too nice the "Come One Come All" SEXtravaganza, all my Hoes get served, Mwende you come at me sideways again and get yo necked snappt and stopmt on till holes form so big, i can put my foot thru:shock:.....
....oh yeah, and to that @ss crack liking, butt juice fienin fag HO(rse):lol:...
....see the reason i why my verse was posted twice:roll:
is so you can quote it, recite, like and say, "how nice" TWICE (damn)
whilst scratchin yo bald head infested-with-lice
now you claim to despise(b!tch please) stop menfestin-those-lies
son, that blasphemous talk-is-foul and not-allowed
like you tryin to mock-my-style, but got, boxed the fuk out
now you sportin a froathin-mouth,
a snpped neck, and can't walk like, "HOW?":cry:
kno now that, I WILL BREAK YOU,
like the STICKY BANDITS in Makully Culkin's House
HUMMER?:? please stop buggin, HO(rse) only comin rugged
while strummin my dick, cause she love-it
share, with yo cheer-leaders(ill&mwende), they also wanna hug-it
check it, i stay snappin these illetarate-cavemen
clap and leave 'em littered-on-the-pavement,
so behave-man, you diggin yo own grave in lamens, terms
my infectious rhymes spread like germs
so you ever leave africa,
sum boy overseas will still put a shell in that perm-b!tch
hev shells massage yo epiderm-is, my flows hot, like theys from a furnace
Chaka learn this, fore you blasted, my spits will BURN-YOU-bastard
leavin Kruger to turn-in-his-casket, guelatine spits urn yo head a basket
HO(rse) you trash kid and deserve to get yo @ss-kicked
fast-stripped that little rep on yo @ss-kid
you wannabee RuPaul, i'll punch a hole thru-yo-skull
fool, fall back, i'm on the war path and will attack with the same wrath
as the Bush and Blair admin. did on Iraq
YOU, roll with Moses, well, let's suppose this,
You, ill and Mwe wer proly in the back sum where pickin sum posies
in a pink dresses decorated with roses, and wit cum stains round yo noses
I'm yo god, don't yall know-this, now note this
i bin doin this since back when, yall was on yo mama's back,
and even then, yall hadn't heard of rap, now realise you crap and can't win
i'm the champ THE KING, (their's hope 4u) if you can sing try R&B
you ain't no comet b!tch:lol:, (pleeease) stop admiring-me,
smoke with Bob(Marley) and you STILL wouldn't be higher-than-me
it's plain to see i'm Messiah-you-three, and i'm clamin victory....... :evil:
..NOW you can go and change yo diaper pad HO(rse) sh!t...fuk....hA-Ha:lol:
..i could do this all day ev'ry day....punk's runnin sh!t out the side of ther mouths get duck tapped then verbally butt rapped:lol:......respect yo god biyatches......or get or vocal cords rippt out yo fukn throats.........vapours
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Started by The Lyrical Butcher, May 12 2003 11:08 AM
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Posted 12 May 2003 - 11:08 AM
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NEWSFLASH:
[Orations or suborations are being orchestrated in these hazardous times that provide the evidence that a propaganda of low capability is in effect. Lyrical scientists do not provide any warning to the Forum public because such propaganda activities are deemed ineffective and certainly inefficient. With that said, the competence level of these rap scientists continue to be tested].
Encyclopedia.Horse.com: no linkage b/n Horse & Ho / (FYI)
Horse got da heaviest dick in ya bitchass of all the beasts on da globe /
U jockin ma style bitch, u can't "employ" it until I "bribe" u /
bitchnigga with quarter level IQ / u dont belong in ma eyeview /
cos u make no sense claimin a bald head get infested with lice /
u can't b heavy in da game I make u lose weight fast like Kelly Price /
Yeah I roll with Moses's, who're high on all kind'o "tablets" & low on temper /
liable 2 present ya body to the "board" without ya brains & ya ho agenda / (it's over)
I fuck up the wiring & nerves in ya head & electrify ur highest gamut /
& leave ya skull in ya membrane 2 function like a wireless campus / (yup)
I'll plug a word-check device in ur microphone 2 filter out ur gay rap /
& I dont give a fuck u started rappin way back / it's 2K3 & u still wack / (muthafucka)
I'm torturin ya brain to respond with kwikness b 4 the premier of the matrix sequel /
I can spit four century verses & slave u 2 prove u ain't ma lyrical equal /
Without ma hand movement I still make u shake like an electric toothbrush /
in "reality" I make u look stupid like "The Real Cancun" & "Blue Crush" / (bitch)
Ma rhymes r a perfection on the right side like a chemistry Periodic table /
ur outta reality niggaz doubt ur stories like Greek heroic fables /
Check ya reflection on a CD, u aint even half as nice as me /
u need to quadruple ur competence 2 be half as twice as me / (decipher that)
check nytimes.com: US Testing Readiness for Bioterrorism /
smart niggaz test they readiness b 4 they approach me with they stupid heroism /
fuck an infectious rhyme, i been 2 china & back with no SARS /
whut da fuck is the use in being fast & furious if u can't race with no cars? /
u roll with dis forum crowd & not even aware that u bumpin ma shit /
I spit blue or red flames dependin on da gas I get when u pumpin ma dick /
it's unexplainable how I'm lyrically above u & I'm a demon from hell /
u can find me on da 90th floor of the World Trade Center cos I never fell /
My cylce of rhymes r like cabs with a service & I'm the deployer /
I leave ya carcas isolated like what Arnold found in Conan da Destroyer /
if u sick enuff, get a plumber 2 check ur butthole 2 diagnose ya sickness /
I overwork ya weak brain cells challenge u 2 respond 2 dis with kwikness /
Ma rhyme compels me 2 divide ur soul into a negligible quotient /
cos the unit of ma force is indescribable with Newton's law of motion /
u showin signs'o the effect of violation from a catholic priest semen /
too late, u should'a said, "fuck u I'll confess 2 God when I see'm" /
now u need a catalyst 2 digest ma ultra supremely advanced flows /
I'm iller than u mothafucka, ur position is with the fuckin hoes /
OUTRO:
[It continues to baffle the experts who engage in the of science of the art of emcee-ing, that some confused individuals who are consumed with issues of sexuality and cannot even identify to which orientation they belong, have come to the point of challenging the most savvy in this science. Up until now, these in confused individuals have failed. As the saying goes, there is more 2 be borne from the womb of time].
[Orations or suborations are being orchestrated in these hazardous times that provide the evidence that a propaganda of low capability is in effect. Lyrical scientists do not provide any warning to the Forum public because such propaganda activities are deemed ineffective and certainly inefficient. With that said, the competence level of these rap scientists continue to be tested].
Encyclopedia.Horse.com: no linkage b/n Horse & Ho / (FYI)
Horse got da heaviest dick in ya bitchass of all the beasts on da globe /
U jockin ma style bitch, u can't "employ" it until I "bribe" u /
bitchnigga with quarter level IQ / u dont belong in ma eyeview /
cos u make no sense claimin a bald head get infested with lice /
u can't b heavy in da game I make u lose weight fast like Kelly Price /
Yeah I roll with Moses's, who're high on all kind'o "tablets" & low on temper /
liable 2 present ya body to the "board" without ya brains & ya ho agenda / (it's over)
I fuck up the wiring & nerves in ya head & electrify ur highest gamut /
& leave ya skull in ya membrane 2 function like a wireless campus / (yup)
I'll plug a word-check device in ur microphone 2 filter out ur gay rap /
& I dont give a fuck u started rappin way back / it's 2K3 & u still wack / (muthafucka)
I'm torturin ya brain to respond with kwikness b 4 the premier of the matrix sequel /
I can spit four century verses & slave u 2 prove u ain't ma lyrical equal /
Without ma hand movement I still make u shake like an electric toothbrush /
in "reality" I make u look stupid like "The Real Cancun" & "Blue Crush" / (bitch)
Ma rhymes r a perfection on the right side like a chemistry Periodic table /
ur outta reality niggaz doubt ur stories like Greek heroic fables /
Check ya reflection on a CD, u aint even half as nice as me /
u need to quadruple ur competence 2 be half as twice as me / (decipher that)
check nytimes.com: US Testing Readiness for Bioterrorism /
smart niggaz test they readiness b 4 they approach me with they stupid heroism /
fuck an infectious rhyme, i been 2 china & back with no SARS /
whut da fuck is the use in being fast & furious if u can't race with no cars? /
u roll with dis forum crowd & not even aware that u bumpin ma shit /
I spit blue or red flames dependin on da gas I get when u pumpin ma dick /
it's unexplainable how I'm lyrically above u & I'm a demon from hell /
u can find me on da 90th floor of the World Trade Center cos I never fell /
My cylce of rhymes r like cabs with a service & I'm the deployer /
I leave ya carcas isolated like what Arnold found in Conan da Destroyer /
if u sick enuff, get a plumber 2 check ur butthole 2 diagnose ya sickness /
I overwork ya weak brain cells challenge u 2 respond 2 dis with kwikness /
Ma rhyme compels me 2 divide ur soul into a negligible quotient /
cos the unit of ma force is indescribable with Newton's law of motion /
u showin signs'o the effect of violation from a catholic priest semen /
too late, u should'a said, "fuck u I'll confess 2 God when I see'm" /
now u need a catalyst 2 digest ma ultra supremely advanced flows /
I'm iller than u mothafucka, ur position is with the fuckin hoes /
OUTRO:
[It continues to baffle the experts who engage in the of science of the art of emcee-ing, that some confused individuals who are consumed with issues of sexuality and cannot even identify to which orientation they belong, have come to the point of challenging the most savvy in this science. Up until now, these in confused individuals have failed. As the saying goes, there is more 2 be borne from the womb of time].
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Posted 13 May 2003 - 07:12 AM
What is this bitch spitting? A kindergaten drop outs never been scientists!!.
pussy nigga, scared of loosing that why you quote articles.
Its now official, you are out of rhymes
I aint going nowhere motherfucker, its going down
You talk about CD,s and being hard, Bitches fall for that,..NOT SELF.. Iam back to retirte you cock blower BOW DOWN!!
pussy nigga, scared of loosing that why you quote articles.
Its now official, you are out of rhymes
I aint going nowhere motherfucker, its going down
You talk about CD,s and being hard, Bitches fall for that,..NOT SELF.. Iam back to retirte you cock blower BOW DOWN!!
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Posted 13 May 2003 - 10:46 AM
....self, jus vote and keep yo cum dumpster shut damnit......get off peep's nut juice,stop jumpin on here thinkn you gettin daps for shittin and hatin on horse sh!t.....respect the niggga, you ain't got shit flows....and couldn't break 'im mayb in another lifetime.......leave me to brek this horse's nose off....vapour
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Posted 13 May 2003 - 12:07 PM
......NEWSFLASH:
(bla bluh bla blah bluh bluh.......horse is sh!t) :lol:
man, stop bullshittin about science,
i got fans in alliance, that span even into-islands,
that wen HO(rse) shit claims he hot, boo-in-defiance//
fool, you talkin to a man that spit lines that boggle-the-brains
toggle-yo-veins and leave you in tears tryna bottle-the-pains//
i gaggle-wit-flames and swing my belt buckle-at-you-lames
tryna battle-the-untamed, beast, that'll grapple yo heart from it's frame//
fuk wit me, ther aint a death-as-worse
i'll strangle yo neck-first, then gulge yo eyes, till yo head-burst//
rip yo brain out yo @ss, see if really hol all that mass//
like a virus, put my hand tru yo manitor screen-glass,
jus ta get at yo comical Mr. Bean -@ss, :lol:
smash yo forehead till i hear you scream, then laugh//
see i've done the math, this granny-horse
thinkin she the boos, when she jus mad, cause she out o fanny-floss :cry: //
i'll xpose how you jus a slutt, a flirt,
pro'ly masturbatin over my rhymes at work
i'll stick you, till yo pussy hurt, then push you in dirt
{slap}open yo mouth HO(rse) my dick about to squirt :P//
YOU fight-ME? please, i kno' you like-me
and would'de rather bite-me, suk my dick and do wat ever to excite-me//
maybe it's best,you n yo stank vagina go back to china :lol: //..
...pack yo fukin bags b!tch...
.....damn this is jus too much, this now nigga runnin
out tricks to pull out of his pink magic bag....get tha fuk out here.....
...keystyle yo dumb @ss.....
ReSPect YO Fukin God
BakDaFukUp
YalL KNo' wHo THIs iz
(bla bluh bla blah bluh bluh.......horse is sh!t) :lol:
man, stop bullshittin about science,
i got fans in alliance, that span even into-islands,
that wen HO(rse) shit claims he hot, boo-in-defiance//
fool, you talkin to a man that spit lines that boggle-the-brains
toggle-yo-veins and leave you in tears tryna bottle-the-pains//
i gaggle-wit-flames and swing my belt buckle-at-you-lames
tryna battle-the-untamed, beast, that'll grapple yo heart from it's frame//
fuk wit me, ther aint a death-as-worse
i'll strangle yo neck-first, then gulge yo eyes, till yo head-burst//
rip yo brain out yo @ss, see if really hol all that mass//
like a virus, put my hand tru yo manitor screen-glass,
jus ta get at yo comical Mr. Bean -@ss, :lol:
smash yo forehead till i hear you scream, then laugh//
see i've done the math, this granny-horse
thinkin she the boos, when she jus mad, cause she out o fanny-floss :cry: //
i'll xpose how you jus a slutt, a flirt,
pro'ly masturbatin over my rhymes at work
i'll stick you, till yo pussy hurt, then push you in dirt
{slap}open yo mouth HO(rse) my dick about to squirt :P//
YOU fight-ME? please, i kno' you like-me
and would'de rather bite-me, suk my dick and do wat ever to excite-me//
maybe it's best,you n yo stank vagina go back to china :lol: //..
...pack yo fukin bags b!tch...
.....damn this is jus too much, this now nigga runnin
out tricks to pull out of his pink magic bag....get tha fuk out here.....
...keystyle yo dumb @ss.....
ReSPect YO Fukin God
BakDaFukUp
YalL KNo' wHo THIs iz
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Posted 13 May 2003 - 04:46 PM
YOH!! BUTCHER, AINT HEARD SHIT LIKE THAT IN A LONG TIME-GOD...
STRAIGHT REAPIN'-NO DOUBT!
HEKIMA/WISDOM
STRAIGHT REAPIN'-NO DOUBT!
HEKIMA/WISDOM
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Posted 13 May 2003 - 05:31 PM
woo lryica you really choppin those wack headz kid
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Posted 14 May 2003 - 12:13 AM
Fuck all bitches that suck ur dick here 2 pop shit /
I'll take'em hostage & penetrage they "cock-pits" /
ma forces takeover like holy ghost put lump in they chest /
& watch'em cry out, shout & finally confess I'm da best /
I emerge out da vapors / & purge out da fuckin haters /
pimp slap u with ur own collection'o raider vibrators /
I leave u half naked like Gandhi when I bang in ya clit /
& gang in ya shit / cut ur ear off like Doe gang & the bitch /
Ma dickwork got ur bitchass headin for maternity check /
I fathered ur style & da 4kin proof lies in paternity test /
I turn forum hate to applause / "key"styles to chords /
ma rhymes to yours / the analogy of pines to jaws /
ma claws / eradicate roaches & butcher prototypes /
& take the lyrical depths of dis forum to solo heights /
try battlin with 1 identity & shatter ur solo phobia /
& if u come in two sexes like Cher & Bono, I'll rope ya /
scope ya / beyond descriptive objects in dumbfolds /
or we can mortal combat on V-games with consoles /
I roll thru ya block & spot u w' chics doing jump-rope /
& when I'm done u only get water 2 wash down ya cum throat /
Bridge niggaz'll bang u until Geraldo find ya filament cage /
i got relevant guage / to make u stay low like minimum wage /
& twist u out like spindles in the process'o mitosis /
ur misdiagnosis / got me fuckin ur bitchass by hoaxes /
i put u 2 test / & have u confess / that ur mind boggles /
at this lyrical demon makin the rapforum crime bubble /
like telecom stocks / as I give ya mom pelican jocks /
whyle u locked in da basement givin urself semenal pocks /
Ma every bar commands u to oblige to ma dictum /
self-multiply urself bitch & I'll stick ma dick to'em /
& pack them in tube boxes a.k.a. hallogen graves /
rhymes r packed in ma brains like a ship'o African slaves /
I attack with continuous flows like trajectory of cycloids /
spittin fresh with no Altoids / I still expose ur fibroids /
fuck an eyewitness / i murda u with dry spitness /
& judge 4 maself cos in these judges i sight bitchness /
I'm Horse & if u riding on me, then u must be ridin ma dick /
cos in a fuckable position who's the one ridin the shit? / (sex 101 muthafucka)
u swingin a belt buckle? / bitch u make hell chuckle /
muthafucka u & that nigga ILLA make swell couple /
& who the fuck is that lame by the name'o ILLA? /
i'll blast u off the scene like those Grant Hill sneaks by FILA /
I got lyrical wealth the size of 40 US reserve banks /
u deserve spanks / you's a muthafucka like Earl Banks /
I'll take'em hostage & penetrage they "cock-pits" /
ma forces takeover like holy ghost put lump in they chest /
& watch'em cry out, shout & finally confess I'm da best /
I emerge out da vapors / & purge out da fuckin haters /
pimp slap u with ur own collection'o raider vibrators /
I leave u half naked like Gandhi when I bang in ya clit /
& gang in ya shit / cut ur ear off like Doe gang & the bitch /
Ma dickwork got ur bitchass headin for maternity check /
I fathered ur style & da 4kin proof lies in paternity test /
I turn forum hate to applause / "key"styles to chords /
ma rhymes to yours / the analogy of pines to jaws /
ma claws / eradicate roaches & butcher prototypes /
& take the lyrical depths of dis forum to solo heights /
try battlin with 1 identity & shatter ur solo phobia /
& if u come in two sexes like Cher & Bono, I'll rope ya /
scope ya / beyond descriptive objects in dumbfolds /
or we can mortal combat on V-games with consoles /
I roll thru ya block & spot u w' chics doing jump-rope /
& when I'm done u only get water 2 wash down ya cum throat /
Bridge niggaz'll bang u until Geraldo find ya filament cage /
i got relevant guage / to make u stay low like minimum wage /
& twist u out like spindles in the process'o mitosis /
ur misdiagnosis / got me fuckin ur bitchass by hoaxes /
i put u 2 test / & have u confess / that ur mind boggles /
at this lyrical demon makin the rapforum crime bubble /
like telecom stocks / as I give ya mom pelican jocks /
whyle u locked in da basement givin urself semenal pocks /
Ma every bar commands u to oblige to ma dictum /
self-multiply urself bitch & I'll stick ma dick to'em /
& pack them in tube boxes a.k.a. hallogen graves /
rhymes r packed in ma brains like a ship'o African slaves /
I attack with continuous flows like trajectory of cycloids /
spittin fresh with no Altoids / I still expose ur fibroids /
fuck an eyewitness / i murda u with dry spitness /
& judge 4 maself cos in these judges i sight bitchness /
I'm Horse & if u riding on me, then u must be ridin ma dick /
cos in a fuckable position who's the one ridin the shit? / (sex 101 muthafucka)
u swingin a belt buckle? / bitch u make hell chuckle /
muthafucka u & that nigga ILLA make swell couple /
& who the fuck is that lame by the name'o ILLA? /
i'll blast u off the scene like those Grant Hill sneaks by FILA /
I got lyrical wealth the size of 40 US reserve banks /
u deserve spanks / you's a muthafucka like Earl Banks /
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oh i see ... i scrolled thru previous posts & look what i found!!
mr. blow = ILLA
dumb fucks with everchangin identities reveal shallow makes that could never possess greater depths attainable by men!!!
mr. blow = ILLA
dumb fucks with everchangin identities reveal shallow makes that could never possess greater depths attainable by men!!!
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Posted 14 May 2003 - 05:33 AM
Damn did i just get called out some bitch ass nigga named Butcher//
a Bene(dicK) (arse)nold tryin to play the roll of a Putscher//
come on bitch don't make me have to strip your pussy skill out of its Purdah//
rape you with a german Ruger//
enough to give a boner to your buddah//
bitch ass nigga who the fuk you think you are testing//
don't make me me autograph your flesh with my weapon//
that'll leave scars capable of shattering any image that takes up your reflection//
in battles niggas like you drop out like G.E.Ds//
you barely make the grade like std screen tests you get a dvd//
u verse me/ is like kindergarten verse university//
i'll burn you right down to your baby fat and reduce your beef bringing calories//
u far from nice even if your skills were kind and polite//
battling me is like taking ones own life//
cause my skills will send you straight 2 hell with a recommendation from christ//
so take my advice/ do yourself a favor and drop the fisher price mic//
i know it may resemble a black dick but it aint no dildo you dyke//
this is just the hors d'oeurve thats been served and u already escapin my shine like roaches//
if mceeing was your idea of a career brother i'm leaving you hopeless//
u couldn't be deep if you were einstien in an anthropologists excavation//
don't make me put your eyes in your mouth so you can watch what your saying // biatch
just the intro cause i'm not motivated nor moved by your ;evel of skill nice try though. holla back when you know your ready for the full penetration nd not just the head
a Bene(dicK) (arse)nold tryin to play the roll of a Putscher//
come on bitch don't make me have to strip your pussy skill out of its Purdah//
rape you with a german Ruger//
enough to give a boner to your buddah//
bitch ass nigga who the fuk you think you are testing//
don't make me me autograph your flesh with my weapon//
that'll leave scars capable of shattering any image that takes up your reflection//
in battles niggas like you drop out like G.E.Ds//
you barely make the grade like std screen tests you get a dvd//
u verse me/ is like kindergarten verse university//
i'll burn you right down to your baby fat and reduce your beef bringing calories//
u far from nice even if your skills were kind and polite//
battling me is like taking ones own life//
cause my skills will send you straight 2 hell with a recommendation from christ//
so take my advice/ do yourself a favor and drop the fisher price mic//
i know it may resemble a black dick but it aint no dildo you dyke//
this is just the hors d'oeurve thats been served and u already escapin my shine like roaches//
if mceeing was your idea of a career brother i'm leaving you hopeless//
u couldn't be deep if you were einstien in an anthropologists excavation//
don't make me put your eyes in your mouth so you can watch what your saying // biatch
just the intro cause i'm not motivated nor moved by your ;evel of skill nice try though. holla back when you know your ready for the full penetration nd not just the head
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Posted 14 May 2003 - 09:04 AM
...yall jus can't get enuff of my thick big black...well keepin sukin on it.....
..real recognize real nuh-mean....i can see mwenda startin to talk shit...
..wat, you out of hospital already haha, well then ima mek a pearl necklace out of them retainers......... :twisted:
REspEcT
Yo FuKIn GoD :evil:
..real recognize real nuh-mean....i can see mwenda startin to talk shit...
..wat, you out of hospital already haha, well then ima mek a pearl necklace out of them retainers......... :twisted:
REspEcT
Yo FuKIn GoD :evil:
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YO HORSE JUST COZ I DONT FEEL YA`LL DON`T MEAN IT MAKES YOUR ASS BETTA YOU AINT SHIT DOG KEEP PRACTISING...I EVEN SAID IT ON SOME SWHILI BATTLE SHIT THAT I WAS CHANGIN THE NAME YOU FAGGOT....
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Posted 14 May 2003 - 07:44 PM
Straight Cuttin....no holdin back, hold on to yo fukin wigs
as yall snap like twigs……
"Let’s go"
...claimin yall can compete-wit-me is jus complete-cheek :oops:
you got's the audacity, but brain lacks the stamina and capacity
to even spit at Butch(er) Cassidy, spits be acidic
wit a mind that’ll shock you, wit enuff voltage to power-a-city
i'll deflower-these-kitties, leave 'em showered-wit-pity,
after yall bin disemboweled, to prove yall flower powered-and-shitty
dare to underestimate this heavy weight who'll regulate
that shit that meks pupils dialate, son how dare you violate
the code and rules-to-the-game, gettin on my nut juice-for-the-fame
call a truce when yo p.c go up in flames, believe it's me it's that easy
Mwenda i'll have you shittin in them p.v.c drawers up on b.b.c
confessin, like "he the best,man, dont test-him, and i'm sorry i ever shook my breasts-at-him,
and yall listen, if EVER you battle him, rest a sure he'll win"
i'll rape yall,even when the sun's-out, rip both yo tounge's-out
wipe my ass wit 'em, let a knife lik 'em bun's-now
chinese torture methods,hev you beggin like "Butch use them gun's-now"
your supreme adversity is me, YOU ain't university b
it's like Im Chabot and you Mallory,and on the sabbath kno you honor me
you wanna be, what i am, but can-not, i've followed the Zen-plot
then-i-gots to pass thru stompin craters in both these cheap-hoes, lookin
fo doe to by sum cheap-clothes, i'll fuk 'em till they left with peep-holes
from they hair to their, feet-and-toes, i stay defeatin-my-foes, and
keep beatin-these-hoes wit flows that's even eatin-their-clothes(goddamn)
lyin an deceivin-they-pros,well see, Horse, jus lost her fanny floss of coarse
you gots the right to be mad, talk to me son, i'm yo dad(ouch)
and as for yo sis. it must be p.m.s, cause i think her pussy's on the rag :lol:
that's how i can explain, her comin at me like that
snapped my finger and there's this-burst, out the smoke cums this-verse
to switch-herbs to bitch-nerds with-words that rip-like-burs
quick, till yo limbs disperse then feed that sh!t-to-the-birds
Horse really mad cause he gettin kicked and pricked-by-my-spurs(haha)
and i really ponder :roll: ,over Mwenda's gender, for PLAYGIRL u a member
that pussy's all soft young and tender, you ain't a contender(u fukin hoax)
u a pretender, cumin here in her thong, ass out thinkin i wont bend-her
so HO(rse), who you tekin hostage to penetrate some cock-pit(/asshole :( )
HOMO!!! you rock-dick, now gettin yo top-wig chopped-quick body drop-sick
after yo throat's slit, get you head dropped-kick as Mwenda's pussy
gettin popped-and-lik'd, have both these hoes stopped-stripped
of limbs, blood gettin mopped-and-shit, see police flock-when-i-spit
and when i quit, vultures be, on top of HO and her bitch :shock: ........vapours
.....damnit, how how times i gotta break these two b!tchez for they
get a clue......my keystyles reign sovereign......understand i effortlessly break
b!tch niggaz....join up and start a union "girl power" or somethin,
then when you got like a hundred of you muh fuckaz, can you start thinkin
about droppin this monarchy.....respect yo fukin god biyatchez....one
BakDaFukUp
tHAt NiGGah Yall LOVe ta HaTE
as yall snap like twigs……
"Let’s go"
...claimin yall can compete-wit-me is jus complete-cheek :oops:
you got's the audacity, but brain lacks the stamina and capacity
to even spit at Butch(er) Cassidy, spits be acidic
wit a mind that’ll shock you, wit enuff voltage to power-a-city
i'll deflower-these-kitties, leave 'em showered-wit-pity,
after yall bin disemboweled, to prove yall flower powered-and-shitty
dare to underestimate this heavy weight who'll regulate
that shit that meks pupils dialate, son how dare you violate
the code and rules-to-the-game, gettin on my nut juice-for-the-fame
call a truce when yo p.c go up in flames, believe it's me it's that easy
Mwenda i'll have you shittin in them p.v.c drawers up on b.b.c
confessin, like "he the best,man, dont test-him, and i'm sorry i ever shook my breasts-at-him,
and yall listen, if EVER you battle him, rest a sure he'll win"
i'll rape yall,even when the sun's-out, rip both yo tounge's-out
wipe my ass wit 'em, let a knife lik 'em bun's-now
chinese torture methods,hev you beggin like "Butch use them gun's-now"
your supreme adversity is me, YOU ain't university b
it's like Im Chabot and you Mallory,and on the sabbath kno you honor me
you wanna be, what i am, but can-not, i've followed the Zen-plot
then-i-gots to pass thru stompin craters in both these cheap-hoes, lookin
fo doe to by sum cheap-clothes, i'll fuk 'em till they left with peep-holes
from they hair to their, feet-and-toes, i stay defeatin-my-foes, and
keep beatin-these-hoes wit flows that's even eatin-their-clothes(goddamn)
lyin an deceivin-they-pros,well see, Horse, jus lost her fanny floss of coarse
you gots the right to be mad, talk to me son, i'm yo dad(ouch)
and as for yo sis. it must be p.m.s, cause i think her pussy's on the rag :lol:
that's how i can explain, her comin at me like that
snapped my finger and there's this-burst, out the smoke cums this-verse
to switch-herbs to bitch-nerds with-words that rip-like-burs
quick, till yo limbs disperse then feed that sh!t-to-the-birds
Horse really mad cause he gettin kicked and pricked-by-my-spurs(haha)
and i really ponder :roll: ,over Mwenda's gender, for PLAYGIRL u a member
that pussy's all soft young and tender, you ain't a contender(u fukin hoax)
u a pretender, cumin here in her thong, ass out thinkin i wont bend-her
so HO(rse), who you tekin hostage to penetrate some cock-pit(/asshole :( )
HOMO!!! you rock-dick, now gettin yo top-wig chopped-quick body drop-sick
after yo throat's slit, get you head dropped-kick as Mwenda's pussy
gettin popped-and-lik'd, have both these hoes stopped-stripped
of limbs, blood gettin mopped-and-shit, see police flock-when-i-spit
and when i quit, vultures be, on top of HO and her bitch :shock: ........vapours
.....damnit, how how times i gotta break these two b!tchez for they
get a clue......my keystyles reign sovereign......understand i effortlessly break
b!tch niggaz....join up and start a union "girl power" or somethin,
then when you got like a hundred of you muh fuckaz, can you start thinkin
about droppin this monarchy.....respect yo fukin god biyatchez....one
BakDaFukUp
tHAt NiGGah Yall LOVe ta HaTE
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Posted 14 May 2003 - 07:48 PM
..nothin but flames, now let the cridicks speak.......respect yo god...out
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Posted 15 May 2003 - 10:23 PM
Tha's a hot verse / compared to da one u struck first /
ur ducks purge / when these gats burst / ma cock thirst /
"crack" ya skull & let a feind bag it / ma sling habit /
ur dick? a teen hug it / but she call it a lean maggot /
I'm Skillfully sKillmatic / the sting habit ... I bin had it /
wordplay is ur thing faggit? / I ring jab it / & "ding" sag it /
like D12 with a "Proof" / i "score 2" when fuckin the Butch /
bitch u stallin da truth / bitch i'm never callin a truce /
bitch get down on da "upside" & u get hung from a roof /
whutz that skunk in da booth? / itz ILLA's tongue in ya couch /
i bang in ya tooth / with a Hammer... "u can't touch dis" /
a lyrical baptist / drown ur fag shit / with killa tactiks /
fact is / u need practice / ILLA hugs & three butt-licks /
bust dis / ILLA said "Butcher's pubics prickle like cactus" /
i'll expose ur faggit slutwork / around da clockwork /
till ur butt hurt / Clint Eastwood can't stop dis bloodwork /
gun u down like 2pacalypse now / & end ya fantasies now /
chinese torture methods? bitch u bitin Canibus now? /
rip soul out ur gown / have ur body anatomies frown /
dis genius verse will test ya speech deformities, clown! /
LYRICAL LAB REPORT:
[Verbal concoctions taking place out of the lab with visual aids reveal great depths of challengin theories but scientists hope that alleged prototype beasts are real and not clones. Clones tend to develop teeth fast. In anycase, the findngs of the lab work are almost finalized for the critics to judge, evidently.]
ur ducks purge / when these gats burst / ma cock thirst /
"crack" ya skull & let a feind bag it / ma sling habit /
ur dick? a teen hug it / but she call it a lean maggot /
I'm Skillfully sKillmatic / the sting habit ... I bin had it /
wordplay is ur thing faggit? / I ring jab it / & "ding" sag it /
like D12 with a "Proof" / i "score 2" when fuckin the Butch /
bitch u stallin da truth / bitch i'm never callin a truce /
bitch get down on da "upside" & u get hung from a roof /
whutz that skunk in da booth? / itz ILLA's tongue in ya couch /
i bang in ya tooth / with a Hammer... "u can't touch dis" /
a lyrical baptist / drown ur fag shit / with killa tactiks /
fact is / u need practice / ILLA hugs & three butt-licks /
bust dis / ILLA said "Butcher's pubics prickle like cactus" /
i'll expose ur faggit slutwork / around da clockwork /
till ur butt hurt / Clint Eastwood can't stop dis bloodwork /
gun u down like 2pacalypse now / & end ya fantasies now /
chinese torture methods? bitch u bitin Canibus now? /
rip soul out ur gown / have ur body anatomies frown /
dis genius verse will test ya speech deformities, clown! /
LYRICAL LAB REPORT:
[Verbal concoctions taking place out of the lab with visual aids reveal great depths of challengin theories but scientists hope that alleged prototype beasts are real and not clones. Clones tend to develop teeth fast. In anycase, the findngs of the lab work are almost finalized for the critics to judge, evidently.]
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Posted 15 May 2003 - 10:28 PM
Butcher .... ur wordplay & punchlines was infectious i had no choice than to drop my rendition on u.
But I think ur last verse wus a killa. That chinese torture method sounds familiar but i hope ma mind is rather playin trix on me cos ur verse wuz tight.
yo ILLA .... some peeps like 2 battle like gentlemen but not me... i come dirty ..... but dont take it 2 b a big deal cos it's all part of the battle theatrix of bringin a gameface.
But I think ur last verse wus a killa. That chinese torture method sounds familiar but i hope ma mind is rather playin trix on me cos ur verse wuz tight.
yo ILLA .... some peeps like 2 battle like gentlemen but not me... i come dirty ..... but dont take it 2 b a big deal cos it's all part of the battle theatrix of bringin a gameface.
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Posted 16 May 2003 - 04:59 PM
wasn't bad either....and the chinese tourture bar....is, wat it is..every one kno's the chinese got some mad-die-slow-killer-shit, they be like using knife's with blades that are thinner than razor blades....cuttin u so that you die fukin slo'..that's why i said let 'em knife's lik yo bun's now...till u beggin me to use 'em gun's now....kinda sick how i incoperated that into that bar...this is a real nice battle goin on here...jus chech how many cats peeped this......flames for flames fightin fire wit fire.....nuh-mean...you from queens huh...you do audios or somethin...been tryin to get into that for like a while now... :roll: don't kno if i'ma reply, cause we str8 squashin each other, one after the other, beleive me it's nothin comin up wit them keys but it's like ther gon be no fukin winner...holla at...one
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