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Let the Art Of War Unfold: Call out to all lyrical gangsters


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#21 Dammitt

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Posted 04 July 2006 - 01:13 AM

Damn yall goin hard in hea....sheesh!

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so i meld and enter into any firewall/fast and furious metaphors scribbled in da elder scrolls/
choppin' up da bee till it starts to take its toll/you da "mouse" in da "wheel" but ur "page won't scroll"/
am a black-Smith with Will cyborg i-Mcee/ur tongue in cheek metaphors ain't gonna move me/
matter fact pull out ur tongue and mail it to ur family/coz dats da only way you culd post spits money/

Dammitt overcome obstacles, philosophical, fill the esophagus wit thoughts of logic so every word is spit is thought provocative, my prerogative is to offer ya alternatives to tha obvious

#22 Beesting

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Posted 10 July 2006 - 12:48 PM

Back with this gangster clique, it’s Bee with a lyrical nine, still shooting sick spits, intoxicating weak minds
Got nigger searching for beef like street lads on trash cans, so I felt the responsibility to feed this kid
Still feeding his ass truly with raw spits, hope your muffled shit is not gonna run out quickly like clan’s men stomachs fed on goat meat
Still scribbling that shit that triggers your thoughts, homie, fuck bold letters, I don’t need that shit to highlight ma sickness
Ma word’s got bitterness, you don’t need to taste cos I’ve put taste on you sight since you got incarcerated into ma thread
Hope your family got burial schemes cos this time I’m writing no book to this bitch, but a sonnet
Chop him into pieces and stuff his ass into this lyrical bonnet, cos bitch is too weak for a decent burial in a casket
Nigger, this time I’m carrying triple nines, I’ll smoke you and your crew, you’ll fall slowly like Author and 999
Call me the mood swinger, cos I provoke emcees and set their emotions like a swinging pendulum bob

#23 mceeQ

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Posted 11 July 2006 - 11:36 PM

origami spit splatt
the retention i'm back like spinal to pay ur mention/skipp over ur settler graves for vinyl copulation/
selling ur soul on Hi-5 to enforce ur evil minions/i'm one sided in arguments like a racist opinion/
a hero of lyrics and punchlines like i had onions under both ma eyes i still wouldn't have a dot and tear drop line/
and drop lines swalllow ma spit before i admit/dat u supposedly won this battle not admitting defeat/
even if Bee's feet paid me to let em in/i'll be bouncing em out like balls on a virgin skin/
with more gremlins than kremlin dossiers pensions/i'll pencil in fag in ur profile to teach you a lesson/
so da bee behave lest you beset da barrier banger/brave bufon bullshit bumba clot ur baby mama/
these are octane spits to sing angel wings/an 8th heaven to war with gods of mortal things/
so this babboon needs to bury himself he still fcukin his self/frequent masturbation ain't good for health/
you stroking dat thing so much ur palms blistered/married to ur hand and shunning off all da sisters/
i'll flogg ur tongue like kunta kinte's masters/change ur name to toby and sell ur descendants of bastards/
loss ur identity no ten triple one "Zwane" tag ur ass so i know da job is done/

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I have no parents; I make the Heavens and the Earth my parents.
I have no home; I make the Tan T'ien my home.
I have no divine power; I make honesty my Divine Power.

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#24 Beesting

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Posted 14 July 2006 - 08:56 AM

Dropping this rhyme, I got ma mind pumping like a generator
With a supersonic flow, on battles call me the swift terminator
Cos I’ll fuck this bitch right now, and won’t save any shit for later
And nigger I never run away, cos I ain’t fake like Schwarzenegger
I pull ma lyrical glock when niggers try to rock me and smash their thick rock
Crash your brain bitch like crashed computer servers without firewalls
Cos dawg I spit thunderballs, I damage any midget who claims in this hip hop his tall
To keep things shot, call me the bomb that hit Hiroshima till she fall
Cos I’m down here right now to shake your emotions like underground tremors invoking Tsunamis
But your spit won’t phase me like Mozambique Earthquakes hitting Durban city
Cos I’m the core bitch, what started here will end right here
Fuck your night prayers, and your hopes for defeating this Bee next year
Yeah 8)

#25 Xblaze

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Posted 14 July 2006 - 11:26 AM

nice spits from y'all men
..I'm The Truth..
...character is higher than intellect...Emerson
..In a false quarrel there is no true valour..Shakespeare
..a paradox we call reality, keeping it real will make u casualty of abnormal normality..Talib Kweli

#26 bricklayer

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Posted 14 July 2006 - 09:08 PM

Yo Beesting writes some gibberish calls it the art of war?
my nephew writes better than that, the kid is four
i could not even keep on reading cos ur diction is wack
and i aint like it unlike yo chick when i was hitting her from the back!
fuck it i'll throw my mic away and fucking attack you
cos beestings dont last for more than seconds and thats so true
i'm hear to tear the message boards up with much hate
lemme see, me and me and me we straight annihilate
u're feeling weaker cos i told u the truth
dont come here no more! Stop or I WILL SHOOT!
and if u wanna send me fan mail - air it out
all though i'll give it to my dog and let him hear it out
i'm military so i walk with a big gun
you're primary so you're in class with my son! Peace.
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