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[DA GAUTIER]

ey yo, get back at me ight ?

[DA GAUTIER]

yoyo matchefacking bitches its da snake if i am in tha hose im gonna rap your ass of

[The Lyrical Butcher]

so u back from the hospital so soon,ha....guess this time gon'
hev to be permanant, let me show you

how i blast past the last...when you on yo fastest-lap
i beat past rigamorsis past when the casket's-smashed, and
that's-jus-scratch-in da surface,u potato cats-get-mashed caus u deserve it
QUEEN, i heard u BAK-FROM-A-DRAG-TRIP, bak-on-a-rag-chick(menopause)
hopin The God put a slap-on-you-bad-b!tch
postin 3times but look... :o ..i'm baggin-the-HATRICK, don get mad-sh!t
(YOU HAVEN'T WON :cry: ) sorry
u been punk'd-b!tch, pussi caught out o place like skunk-wit-no-stench
MVP, my @ss heavy in this...yours been sunk-on-a-bench
that thirst fo my d!ck-spunk-i'll-quench, this board hold witness
the way i Fry Chickens, flows put Kentucky out o bizness 8)
i send javelin-spits, to hit this babblin-b!tch (Gautier)
for thinkin he battlin-this...battalion-scripts garner medallions-quick
for havin punches that cave domes like a stallion's-kick (wat up Horse :wink: )
shoes occasionally luv to snack on a booger
let 'em shell toes, swell yo nose and break you like (Lex) Luther
Titanic fools get sunk by flows...Butcher's mysterious like the Bermuda
liv u a molten face like Freddie Kruger, stay cocked, this ready ruiger's
The King, whose sinkin threes (Gautier's verses/crap) like Reggie Miller
this nigg@s stuck-in-a-zone, poker faced, like dude struttin-wit-chrome
man when my chrome-waves it split domes-like-braids
bars blaze like the T3 b!tch wit chrome-blades, i'll hev u home-dazed
and brazed if not glazed, let the hospital be yo home-for-days
now stop provokin-this-giant, whose pole-vaultin-wit-science
spittin raw thunder bolt's-in-yo-eyes,
cause one soon succumbs to the volts-and-dies, understand
my spit-sparks so why when kid-barks you chicks-start
talkin-sh!t,hev my side kik Mr.ShellToe BUST-A-RHYME for u lyk Spliff-Star
throw verses like i pitch-darts, till wigs-part, sh!t when i hit-narks
they leave wit skid-marks...
yall gettin killed for those dumb-remarks...body found drowned wit sharks
DSL(please) U a comic, kareoking lines that be (Martin) Lawrence's
i'ma mek it hard for forensics, when i peel yo eyelids off like oranges(wat)..


....BOOTY'AIR* and Stinkin CHEESE*...u two puss!es need 2 swallow my
kids like they chill pills(? tek a hint)...i cripple dislexic kids...yall need to
jus kneel and kiss The God's pinky ring and stop wastin my time..vapours


BOOTY'AIR=GAUTIER..Stinkin CHEESE= hell yall figure it out...




CAS'DEE (Cas Territory)
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fuk progress
you fuk wit me and yo soul be the only thang elavatin

-The Lyrical Butcher-

[The Lyrical Butcher]

..nuff said young'un......vapours

[The Lyrical Butcher]

..tek this is a lesson..to any o yo faggots @ss dik blowin chumps thinkin bout steppin to The God jus get their face displaced like a fukin rubix cube( :evil: ) ...i'm done playin wit yall.. :x ..respect that nigg@..vapours




CAS'DEE (Cas Territory)
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son don't make me flip like Yoda
or you'll watch tomahawk fists, twist yo cap off like a soda

-The Lyrical Butcher-

[DA GAUTIER]

ok i admit, you're better than me , but still i don't c, /
why you front me on the line G, is it cuz I bust-a-nut in your B?/
leave her behind with HIV, so she can infect you/
go cripple yourself as my rhymes just dislect you !/
i getz true and pump out all that's in my way/
only thing you can do is hope i don't kill you and pray/
my rhymes open up skins and tear up chests like a tigre-in-woods/
club you with a follow through to make you hop, learned that part from tiger woods (haha)/ my punch hits you hard and send you back to ur roots/
and while sayin' that I wasn't thinkin' 'bout the hood.../
i was thinkin' 'bout slavery cuz that's the only thing you doin' good/
so go back to work, bitch, i wanna see the floor clean where you stood/
get back to business and you better do it good or it will be another day without drinks or food/
bitch you understood? or do I really have to repeat it back and forth/
to say it all in one line: your black ass got me bored/
better entertain me or get shot by them four-four/
don't get fooled by my lines here, i give you mad props/
anywun who'll battle you will get their ass chopped/
it'll be like serial-killer, so damn, call the cops/
nine one one is the digit, i leave ya'll to hop ...
LOVE AND RESPECT

YALL WON I ADMIT ...

[The Lyrical Butcher]

..two more notches...and two mo' heads to add to my mantle piece....u two showed guts..too bad i had to remove 'em, fry 'em and eat 'em...but nice battle young'un...salute wen Butch roll through...vapours



CAS'DEE (Cas Territory)
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One punch spin-cats like fingers spin-gats
brain's double barraled stay cocked, spurtin twin-raps

-The Lyrical Butcher-

[D_Infinite]

look at this clown.how u gonna admit losing. fukk losing in grace go down fightin nicca

[DA GAUTIER]

YOU go down fightin' on me fOOl, start up a thread and I'm a spit rigth true ya :evil: