Poetry battles....if you got what it takes then come forward.
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U on my cock cousin
Raise ya clout on a block,
before I make ya mouth a spot for cummin,
you done funnin' ?
I'm slum runnin'
you's a crumb
Im a k-1 of that tongue numbing
Dog, I'mma show you death,
verbs purge and melt ya cartilage...
Give me a break, moe,
you know I'm great, hoe...
You holla battle,
but I think ya ass is cravin'
a THIGHSNEYES paddle though...
Raise ya clout on a block,
before I make ya mouth a spot for cummin,
you done funnin' ?
I'm slum runnin'
you's a crumb
Im a k-1 of that tongue numbing
Dog, I'mma show you death,
verbs purge and melt ya cartilage...
Give me a break, moe,
you know I'm great, hoe...
You holla battle,
but I think ya ass is cravin'
a THIGHSNEYES paddle though...
Nice try 
bring it guyver....
Owl I had respect for your vibe till you pulled that BS with Mac's account. Its one thing to battle like yall have been doing but you took it to a level I can't respect. So call me whatever bredren....Izzy is the only reason that I didn't ban you for that simply becuz she seems to respect you. So do what you will with that. but this is SOL not BGOL that shit will not play here.
I pick no sides well except for when Dexter is in the house
I don't have favourites Ok I had 3 seconds before my momma (bless her soul!) finds me on a porn site on her computer....and what do I see but this clown shit!!!
WTF happened? Yall was flowin and then train wreck!
I dunno Lady SWhat kind of eggnog is these ninjas drinking???? It's getting a little too personal up in here
I'm going to get back to trimming my tree with my nieces and nephews. They're just babies, but they know how to act
Peace yall! Go eat smoke some Kwanzaa weed and relax
Lady S, my sister, I know you got this. Don't let Lady S and Shane have to regulate!
Sistren I wish I could tell you why the hell dem acting like children girl you dont even know.
This is supposed to be a place where poets can show a different side of the vibe. Its not meant to be negative at all. Poetry is a simple outlet. You know that I gots a Shane fetish..lol and Rocky well we watched him grow
the butcher remains magnificent, Cyba coming forward hard, Jack well he's part ripper...Owl your own boy right there is no doubt a talent...but Iz he kill it for me when he did that ish... He take it too far. Its a battle not a beef. How you gonna do the butcher like that man.... lawd uh mercy man....well well well....but wait how long you retired for again?? HAHAHA Guyver man you doing your ting 
Owl you know I love ya flow my ninja, my Daniel Assasin, but Mcguyver is not white
Girl do NOT even bother...
Shane saying my name, trying to cop more minutes of fame
Like the rep is pre-paid, But ya flos is tame
I'll tear you out the frame, Jack is a grownman talking
Shane ya more bitch, thats why you switch while ya walking
Please refrain from calling out tha God anymore
I'm tired of killing ya rep, you ain't fire no more
matter of fact you ain't lukewarm, ya chilly at best
Half ya hard lyrics sound silly at best
Is that whats really hood, Is that whats good in tha streets
Shanerock more like a peeble, Jack more horror than A V P
BGOL's MVP, I got lyrics for days
While Shane stays in the shade spitting lyrics for gays
Mighty Flo Young, the last man standing
Shane gonna fuck around and get ripped right where he's standing
First name Jack, last name Nickelz
Shane ya flos useless like having a third nipple
Jack tha original hot spitta, Shane a switch hitta
Playing for tha wrong team, taking one in tha shitta
Trash ass nigga, don't ever make the mistake of saying
That you better then Jack, when you should be praying
I'm just saying...you don't really want ta go ta war
Jack replace ya doublemint wit slim pieces of C-4
Like the rep is pre-paid, But ya flos is tame
I'll tear you out the frame, Jack is a grownman talking
Shane ya more bitch, thats why you switch while ya walking
Please refrain from calling out tha God anymore
I'm tired of killing ya rep, you ain't fire no more
matter of fact you ain't lukewarm, ya chilly at best
Half ya hard lyrics sound silly at best
Is that whats really hood, Is that whats good in tha streets
Shanerock more like a peeble, Jack more horror than A V P
BGOL's MVP, I got lyrics for days
While Shane stays in the shade spitting lyrics for gays
Mighty Flo Young, the last man standing
Shane gonna fuck around and get ripped right where he's standing
First name Jack, last name Nickelz
Shane ya flos useless like having a third nipple
Jack tha original hot spitta, Shane a switch hitta
Playing for tha wrong team, taking one in tha shitta
Trash ass nigga, don't ever make the mistake of saying
That you better then Jack, when you should be praying
I'm just saying...you don't really want ta go ta war
Jack replace ya doublemint wit slim pieces of C-4
did Jack just attack my Dexter...WTH...
Thats because the man came at me...and its my God given right as BGOL's hitman to defend myself and hand him a lyrical ass kicking.
That is what the battle is all about Jack....So you a BGOL hitman tryna get at the SOL psycho....hmmm. You know Shane run tings in these parts
this probably won't end pretty Let the bloodshed continue....
Lady S, I'm only going to comment on the real shit in here because there was a lot of shining between those clown ass antics and the great hip hop poets that played the real should not be overshadowed by shenanigans !!! This is why I missed this thread
Cipha lived up to his name.
What do you mean you don't rhyme like you used to- was it realer than that, was it rawer than that Cyba. Bring it back baby! Have me like
^^^^ This man right here is my rhyme heart! Mag B ALWAYS fresh always magnificent.
groupwave. Mc can clown your timing Mag B, but I'd wait forever to get rhyme broke off that fresh and that clean.
*Sigh* Owl your undeniable skillz make it hard for me not to cape for you sir. Keep it sportsman, please. If it's is clean blow, you know I got you, if it's some shady,- back to the lions Daniel!- even worse Lady Scorpio and her poisonous ban button. Then I'll be sad and singing my Amy Winehouse, "No, no, no, noooo" You keep it hot for me in here, don't go out like that my ninja.
Look at "Retired" Rocky with the right hook
That's why you're the champ Rock.
Everything about that right there was Murder. I didn't even bother to bold anything! It was all hot! What else can I expect from the Hurricane except sheer destruction. What you call him a Badman, Lady S
I'd let Leroy D hit up my soft spot, but he aint trying to have none Lady S. He might be too rough anyway,... but I'm into that
Sister much respect and I thank you. Feel free to do you sis, cuz I'm not saving no sillyness.
It's disrespect to other poets/ and hip hop artists in here doing their thing on the level. Like you said BATTLE NOT BEEF!
Can I say how much I love that last line particularly Nickelz.
Nickelz is putting in some serious, serious work!
and the great hip hop poets that played the real should not be overshadowed by shenanigans !!! This is why I missed this thread Cipha lived up to his name. What do you mean you don't rhyme like you used to- was it realer than that, was it rawer than that Cyba. Bring it back baby! Have me like
^^^^ This man right here is my rhyme heart! Mag B ALWAYS fresh always magnificent.
groupwave. Mc can clown your timing Mag B, but I'd wait forever to get rhyme broke off that fresh and that clean. *Sigh* Owl your undeniable skillz make it hard for me not to cape for you sir. Keep it sportsman, please. If it's is clean blow, you know I got you, if it's some shady,- back to the lions Daniel!- even worse Lady Scorpio and her poisonous ban button. Then I'll be sad and singing my Amy Winehouse, "No, no, no, noooo"
You keep it hot for me in here, don't go out like that my ninja. Look at "Retired" Rocky with the right hook
That's why you're the champ Rock.
Everything about that right there was Murder. I didn't even bother to bold anything! It was all hot! What else can I expect from the Hurricane except sheer destruction. What you call him a Badman, Lady S
I'd let Leroy D hit up my soft spot, but he aint trying to have none Lady S. He might be too rough anyway,... but I'm into that
Owl I had respect for your vibe till you pulled that BS with Mac's account. Its one thing to battle like yall have been doing but you took it to a level I can't respect. So call me whatever bredren....Izzy is the only reason that I didn't ban you for that simply becuz she seems to respect you. So do what you will with that. but this is SOL not BGOL that shit will not play here.
Sister much respect and I thank you. Feel free to do you sis, cuz I'm not saving no sillyness.
It's disrespect to other poets/ and hip hop artists in here doing their thing on the level. Like you said BATTLE NOT BEEF! Can I say how much I love that last line particularly Nickelz.Nickelz is putting in some serious, serious work!
Too late bubbles. You know me once you step on my toes I gotta throw blows. He lost my respect when he hacked the account but when he back tracked his statement saying he wanted a piece of the retired champ that threw me over the top. The way I see it is be real, You know I have lil patience for bullshit.Shane got my respect cause he fucking came at me and ARI. No freaking grenades and running then we gotta guess who he was coming at. That and he gave me one hell of a fight.
Everyone is good and I told them either through PM or on the board. Even told owl when he first posted. I was scared the post would die but yall instagating asses keep finding was to bring me out.
Owl was terminated check his poems all of them were turned to scorp and shane crying. He couldn't answer, and you know me I keep the glock clips filled.
It aint over. I'm gonna dig him up, kill him, then bury him again.
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I tagged his pineal body, slow
calcified his mental flow,
Pieced his bloody body back,
mail it to his mama in santa bag,
Mac, it's the guy who brought'cha verses back,
"..And this the phuckin thanx I get..."
Drown him in his menstrual flow,
pierce heart with darts dipped in conotoxin alcohol,
How mac gone stop, Owl,
with that suburban kinder care flow?
Hit 'em with the verbal five pointed palm
and watch his heart explode...
tie his left leg to my '63,
drag his body,
through my city,
until his organs start to droppin'...
calcified his mental flow,
Pieced his bloody body back,
mail it to his mama in santa bag,
Mac, it's the guy who brought'cha verses back,
"..And this the phuckin thanx I get..."
Drown him in his menstrual flow,
pierce heart with darts dipped in conotoxin alcohol,
How mac gone stop, Owl,
with that suburban kinder care flow?
Hit 'em with the verbal five pointed palm
and watch his heart explode...
tie his left leg to my '63,
drag his body,
through my city,
until his organs start to droppin'...
I'm reading and commenting, same as you. Is that against the rules? You gonna ban me?
You knew I was gonna win
So please stop your fucking whining
Mcguyver is the god damn truth
Remember, "blacker the berry, your mom's missing tooth?"
I'm gonna pause so you can pop some ritalin
Cause I'm bout to check-check your chin
Take your gay ass back in the closet
Before I put 2 in your eye socket
Trying to be an E-thug, Gay mack you left me no choice.
Now I gotta reveal you aint nothing but a gay simp Who is moist.
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Lady S, I'm only going to comment on the real shit in here because there was a lot of shining between those clown ass antics
What do you mean you don't rhyme like you used to- was it realer than that, was it rawer than that Cyba. Bring it back baby! Have me like
^^^^ This man right here is my rhyme heart! Mag B ALWAYS fresh always magnificent.
*Sigh* Owl your undeniable skillz make it hard for me not to cape for you sir. Keep it sportsman, please. If it's is clean blow, you know I got you, if it's some shady,- back to the lions Daniel!- even worse Lady Scorpio and her poisonous ban button. Then I'll be sad and singing my Amy Winehouse, "No, no, no, noooo"
Look at "Retired" Rocky with the right hook
That's why you're the champ Rock.
Everything about that right there was Murder. I didn't even bother to bold anything! It was all hot! What else can I expect from the Hurricane except sheer destruction. What you call him a Badman, Lady S
I'd let Leroy D hit up my soft spot, but he aint trying to have none Lady S. He might be too rough anyway,... but I'm into that
Sister much respect and I thank you. Feel free to do you sis, cuz I'm not saving no sillyness.
Nickelz is putting in some serious, serious work!
I see how you give Dexter love on the side I can't have favs though...We gonna move forward with the business of kill or be killed
you know how we do. If blood isnt being shed something isn't right
I was scared the post would die but yall instagating asses keep finding was to bring me out.
who the hell you talkin bout Rocky? Let me know and i'lll have to kick some azz How dare someone use instigation to get people to fight. shame shame shame I'm reading and commenting, same as you. Is that against the rules? You gonna ban me?
tryna get smart with me leroy? If you think I won't bring out the whips you got another thing coming I can overstand why you wouldnt be comfy posting real stuff in here though. This is a place for the hardcore killers on SOL....nothing gentle here.
Not just a simp but a moist one....murdah in the place man...Yall wont let Rocky retire attttalllll
fuck these online politicians
I'mma give you what'chu wishin'
i need thorozin,
fuck a real black man gonna do with ritalin,
feed it to my fucking children?
See, these nice blacks don't get it,
but i smell the lizard visitin',
u fucking with the rebel reverend,
buy ya self some hood lessons,
you ain't even close, pimpin',
let these internet droves mold you,
cuzz my mind's a block that you can't roll through,
dimension hades, don't move slow, dude,
galactic grizzly,
spirits of lifted martians channel through this African American Spartan,
you marchin' to the tune of women,
against the rule of killin' and pyramid buildin'
they gon need a dam for all the blood ya family gon be spillin',
"e-thug"
get the history straight..
remember that post that started the melee...
you callin my gay..
no rhymes, no prose, but i'm the bad guy, strange
so your air assault was kamikazee and your style is bland...
these good black folks don't get it,
but, bitch, you understand....
I'mma give you what'chu wishin'
i need thorozin,
fuck a real black man gonna do with ritalin,
feed it to my fucking children?
See, these nice blacks don't get it,
but i smell the lizard visitin',
u fucking with the rebel reverend,
buy ya self some hood lessons,
you ain't even close, pimpin',
let these internet droves mold you,
cuzz my mind's a block that you can't roll through,
dimension hades, don't move slow, dude,
galactic grizzly,
spirits of lifted martians channel through this African American Spartan,
you marchin' to the tune of women,
against the rule of killin' and pyramid buildin'
they gon need a dam for all the blood ya family gon be spillin',
"e-thug"
get the history straight..
remember that post that started the melee...
you callin my gay..
no rhymes, no prose, but i'm the bad guy, strange
so your air assault was kamikazee and your style is bland...
these good black folks don't get it,
but, bitch, you understand....
Owl the dick rider
I'm gonna deliver one more death blow then let someone else get at you. Cause its obvious you are out matched.
Fuck you going I aint done yet
You are in the cross hairs of the greatest chin checker you ever met
Let it been know Mcguyver is up to no good.
I'm gonna superman your whole fucking hood.
Your poems are filled with fictious innuendos
which triggered a barrage of lyrical blows
I mentioned your birth sign, you accused me of a hack
Fuck ritalin are you on crack?
Dumbass you put your age and date of birth in your profile
You are dumber than that big motherfucker in green mile
you didn't know what I had in store
Its been nothing but sweat and gore
Its time to pay the boss
you had no clue you would take such a major loss
I see your dick riding is back on track
But your flow is still wack
You sound like whitney
That means you're on crack.....get me?
You are in the cross hairs of the greatest chin checker you ever met
Let it been know Mcguyver is up to no good.
I'm gonna superman your whole fucking hood.
Your poems are filled with fictious innuendos
which triggered a barrage of lyrical blows
I mentioned your birth sign, you accused me of a hack
Fuck ritalin are you on crack?
Dumbass you put your age and date of birth in your profile
You are dumber than that big motherfucker in green mile
you didn't know what I had in store
Its been nothing but sweat and gore
Its time to pay the boss
you had no clue you would take such a major loss
I see your dick riding is back on track
But your flow is still wack
You sound like whitney
That means you're on crack.....get me?
I'm gonna deliver one more death blow then let someone else get at you. Cause its obvious you are out matched.
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It's the eve of your crucification
What's with this flow fiction, you keep spittin
I'll be the king Herod the Great seeking your head splitten
From you bone, your flesh I'm rippen
Say your last prayer
And don't stare at the muzzle flare
You can't bear
The cross
when alls lost
and you learn how Shane, JUST DON'T CARE
So you a grownman?
Or an hourglass that can't hold sand
You make a poor fan, stop being my Stan
Please
ShaneRock was a shoutout to the West Indies
to the Jr. Gong, D Marley
You comprehended, Hardley
I spit like the Dual pipes off a Harley
Your arms to Short to box with this fame
I choose to use
not Monkey
not Tiger, But style Killa Shane
Sine the Kingdom of Kush I've received the Illa Train
Like the movie HAMBURGER, I'm a HILL of pain
I'll hang you bucknaked out a window like a drape
There's no escape
Looking in my wicked eye is more traumatic than jail house rape
There is no clean slate
Tonight I'm coming to town
It's about to get bad for goodness sake
I FEED off the desperation that hunger make
With my Thor hammer I lead the preparation before the sound that thunder make
This ain't WWF
but I undertake
While you overstate, how you relate
For every hoe in Chi you got a cape
From my wide screen your blood Precipi-tate
Out of your brain, Mince I make
With my performance you can not commensurate
Like the 5, I pinch an take
I am pre-packaged HELL, I insta-bake
Now I got you feeling like it's 3:30 AM and your bitch is late
She's got a new bag, she wanna lick and date
We laugh and call your trix ass mista-Bait
With her tongue she got that Twista Shake
Between you and her I'm not trying to Insti-gate
But goodnight, you kiss that fake
see you got lyrics OWL....but how can you not get why respect was lost??
You stepped over the line bredren.
Damn Rocky just cant seem to retire....every single time i walk in here you be knocking ppl out.....left right and center.
It's the eve of your crucification
What's with this flow fiction, you keep spittin
I'll be the king Herod the Great seeking your head splitten
From you bone, your flesh I'm rippen
Say your last prayer
And don't stare at the muzzle flare
You can't bear
The cross
when alls lost
and you learn how Shane, JUST DON'T CARE
So you a grownman?
Or an hourglass that can't hold sand
You make a poor fan, stop being my Stan
Please
ShaneRock was a shoutout to the West Indies
to the Jr. Gong, D Marley
You comprehended, Hardley
I spit like the Dual pipes off a Harley
Your arms to Short to box with this fame
I choose to use
not Monkey
not Tiger, But style Killa Shane
Sine the Kingdom of Kush I've received the Illa Train
Like the movie HAMBURGER, I'm a HILL of pain
I'll hang you bucknaked out a window like a drape
There's no escape
Looking in my wicked eye is more traumatic than jail house rape
There is no clean slate
Tonight I'm coming to town
It's about to get bad for goodness sake
I FEED off the desperation that hunger make
With my Thor hammer I lead the preparation before the sound that thunder make
This ain't WWF
but I undertake
While you overstate, how you relate
For every hoe in Chi you got a cape
From my wide screen your blood Precipi-tate
Out of your brain, Mince I make
With my performance you can not commensurate
Like the 5, I pinch an take
I am pre-packaged HELL, I insta-bake
Now I got you feeling like it's 3:30 AM and your bitch is late
She's got a new bag, she wanna lick and date
We laugh and call your trix ass mista-Bait
With her tongue she got that Twista Shake
Between you and her I'm not trying to Insti-gate
But goodnight, you kiss that fake
lawd... *whispers to Dexter* you know you my favourite right...
ok ok back to the killin spree yall...
Damn Rocky just cant seem to retire....every single time i walk in here you be knocking ppl out.....left right and center.
Not people, Just the same simp. i'm gonna bury him again and fall back into the shadows. This is too embarassing, he can't even throw a good punch.
Ya style's got arthritis and ben gay,
leave it to an alias like "macguyver" to get in my way,
dude comes with the same lines act after act,
"accuse him of ritalin abuse, oh shit he said thorazin,
fuck it,he's addicted to crack!..."
first, I'm an e-gangster, flipped the "e-thug",
but the pattern continues,
because now, I'm droppin' "fictitious innuendos"
either he's white or just a disgrace to the temple,
"Your birthdate says..."
Bitch, you believe everything you read, hoe?
Ya basic arithmetic is slow,
ya dueling with the wrong one, stop posting personal,
psychologically unconditioned for the ramifications,
of me sniffing ya ports and posting ya whole documents and settings
do you even realize what i'm saying?
Would ya'll fucking quit playing...
this okay ass dude,
soggy ass rhymes,
if creativity was sight, his ass would be blind...
Cat,I'm Ironman feeding my pack bar-b-qued leviathans,
I dig inside my soul and pull sirius B from my mouth,
I put the gin in, and let the jinn out,...
Do ya'll realize this youngster has not a clue of what i'm talkin' about?
leave it to an alias like "macguyver" to get in my way,
dude comes with the same lines act after act,
"accuse him of ritalin abuse, oh shit he said thorazin,
fuck it,he's addicted to crack!..."
first, I'm an e-gangster, flipped the "e-thug",
but the pattern continues,
because now, I'm droppin' "fictitious innuendos"
either he's white or just a disgrace to the temple,
"Your birthdate says..."
Bitch, you believe everything you read, hoe?
Ya basic arithmetic is slow,
ya dueling with the wrong one, stop posting personal,
psychologically unconditioned for the ramifications,
of me sniffing ya ports and posting ya whole documents and settings
do you even realize what i'm saying?
Would ya'll fucking quit playing...
this okay ass dude,
soggy ass rhymes,
if creativity was sight, his ass would be blind...
Cat,I'm Ironman feeding my pack bar-b-qued leviathans,
I dig inside my soul and pull sirius B from my mouth,
I put the gin in, and let the jinn out,...
Do ya'll realize this youngster has not a clue of what i'm talkin' about?
You must have wrote this while you were sober
I'm bout to sink my fangs in like a king cobra
Inject mind numbing venom
Major sympton....Your constant babbling
This is the end of the gay mack
your mom already gathered your nick nacks
took to the flea market sold them too her
fellow hood rats
Fuck you care about my Identity?
I kicked your ass like this was the Bourne supremacy.
But between you and me I'll share a lil story.
I was hitting it on the chair
from the back pulling her hair
I told her "be quiet Your husband will hear"
She said "fuck it I don't care".
We moved to the bed where she gave me head.
Sucked the juices off my dick made me orgasm real quick.
She swallowed it.
So yah see an owl is supposed to represent infinite wisdom.
But you aint nothing but a product of swallowed Jism.
A fucking Mcguyver clone
But you missing Y choromosone (no testicles)
Fuck uncle I'm your daddy, now are you happy.
Bow down get on your knees pray to your jehovah
I clapped my hands and created a Super Nova
Game Ova
I'm bout to sink my fangs in like a king cobra
Inject mind numbing venom
Major sympton....Your constant babbling
This is the end of the gay mack
your mom already gathered your nick nacks
took to the flea market sold them too her
fellow hood rats
Fuck you care about my Identity?
I kicked your ass like this was the Bourne supremacy.
But between you and me I'll share a lil story.
I was hitting it on the chair
from the back pulling her hair
I told her "be quiet Your husband will hear"
She said "fuck it I don't care".
We moved to the bed where she gave me head.
Sucked the juices off my dick made me orgasm real quick.
She swallowed it.
So yah see an owl is supposed to represent infinite wisdom.
But you aint nothing but a product of swallowed Jism.
A fucking Mcguyver clone
But you missing Y choromosone (no testicles)
Fuck uncle I'm your daddy, now are you happy.
Bow down get on your knees pray to your jehovah
I clapped my hands and created a Super Nova
Game Ova
Nice mudering you again simp.
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Bitch, you still paris beggin for hector,
my rhyme insanity is still more Hannibal Lector,
Taking tactics from Shane's play book, right?
still child like,
You're bow-wow tryna be like mike,
miss me with the carbon copy,
you try hard, but fail more than like me,
see, you fucking with the sword of karma now,
May the Souls of Mongolian warlords storm ya chile,
May the words engraved on Iknaton's grave employ me now,
son sound like the chatter on a playground
dude, LAY DOWN!!!
you're just a crab on a whore's pussy,
Izzy, u passin up mignon for lunch meat???
macfly so lame and country,
You grew up black?
...in what country?
macfly, must be punch drunk to think he could skunk me,
I'll dunk him in duck sauce and introduce him to my meat cleaver,
hell, he's no street hero, he's a fuck negro
bumping foul nothings to the wrong ppl
"I'mma sink my fangs" ....
L
O
L
what the fuck is he, pikestreet's sequel...
i'm the level of light lucifer couldn't reach dude,
Oh, my bad, I overreached you...
"I clapped my hands..."
You can tell the mark grew up watching power rangers,
I'm the power of ghetto minds, brah, you in danger....
Somebody e-mail this ninja's siblings, pple complaining about the smell around the building...
my rhyme insanity is still more Hannibal Lector,
Taking tactics from Shane's play book, right?
still child like,
You're bow-wow tryna be like mike,
miss me with the carbon copy,
you try hard, but fail more than like me,
see, you fucking with the sword of karma now,
May the Souls of Mongolian warlords storm ya chile,
May the words engraved on Iknaton's grave employ me now,
son sound like the chatter on a playground
dude, LAY DOWN!!!
you're just a crab on a whore's pussy,
Izzy, u passin up mignon for lunch meat???
macfly so lame and country,
You grew up black?
...in what country?
macfly, must be punch drunk to think he could skunk me,
I'll dunk him in duck sauce and introduce him to my meat cleaver,
hell, he's no street hero, he's a fuck negro
bumping foul nothings to the wrong ppl
"I'mma sink my fangs" ....
L
O
L
what the fuck is he, pikestreet's sequel...
i'm the level of light lucifer couldn't reach dude,
Oh, my bad, I overreached you...
"I clapped my hands..."
You can tell the mark grew up watching power rangers,
I'm the power of ghetto minds, brah, you in danger....
Somebody e-mail this ninja's siblings, pple complaining about the smell around the building...
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I apologize to any of you that came at me. We had a death in the family over Christmas so I'm going to be out for the next week or so.
Sorry to hear. Keep your keep your head up and bet wishes.
I'm sorry to hear that Mag. My condolences.
Started off good but here is where the ritalin kicks in
Babble.
Babble.
you fucking with the sword of karma now,
May the Souls of Mongolian warlords storm ya chile (more babble) ,
May the words engraved on Iknaton's( Ikhnaton gay macks on ritalin can't spell) grave employ me now,
son sound like the chatter on a playground
dude, LAY DOWN!!!
you're just a crab on a whore's pussy,
Izzy, u passin up mignon for lunch meat???
macfly so lame and country,
You grew up black?
...in what country?
macfly, must be punch drunk to think he could skunk me,
I'll dunk him in duck sauce and introduce him to my meat cleaver,
The smell is your mom, since you died she don't have a pot to piss in.
so she goes around the building
fuck with me are you kidding
You playing with grown folk not children
One more poem and I'll disown you and all your siblings.
Power rangers? Fuck is that?
Mentioned shane again, you gay mack
Hanging off another sack
Click Click loaded my gat
passed to shane, No dont shot him give him a smack.
Splatt. Shane said fuck it. Ra-ta-tat-tat.
Murdered the gay mack
Now both me and shane on the run. Gotta cover our tracks.
get our story together fill it with facts.
Fuck they'll understand he is a gay mack.
Oh and dumber than a fucking gnat.
.
.
.
Bow down trick creativity is a must when you fuck with me
I'm the greatest chin checker you ever did see
You started the war only one way there will be peace
Give up your gay life get off your knees, Bow down to me
.so she goes around the building
fuck with me are you kidding
You playing with grown folk not children
One more poem and I'll disown you and all your siblings.
Power rangers? Fuck is that?
Mentioned shane again, you gay mack
Hanging off another sack
Click Click loaded my gat
passed to shane, No dont shot him give him a smack.
Splatt. Shane said fuck it. Ra-ta-tat-tat.
Murdered the gay mack
Now both me and shane on the run. Gotta cover our tracks.
get our story together fill it with facts.
Fuck they'll understand he is a gay mack.
Oh and dumber than a fucking gnat.
.
.
.
Bow down trick creativity is a must when you fuck with me
I'm the greatest chin checker you ever did see
You started the war only one way there will be peace
Give up your gay life get off your knees, Bow down to me
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It's taken me a minute to get caught up in here!
^^^^ Those two Lady S. It's Ali and Frazier I'm not saying who is who because like you i've been unjustly accused of playing favorites
Owl got Rocky's career on life support for sure! Can't let it die can you Rocky? Good for us!
I give Shane love side to side front to back, latitude and longitude. That's a bad man as you say. Touching the hem of his rhyme pimp coat will cure all wack lyric ills so the legend goes. He got you captain of the cheerleading squad on his side. Co-captain has to cheer on the contenders and yes there are some worthy ones.
I know I know he took an L on the photob exploit, but my very own boy is coming back right (stay on the path young skywalker, 'kay ). Ninja said "galactic grizzly"
What more can I say? Vicious.
I think you need to ring the alarms like Beyonce, Lady S
These two fixing to murder each other and bury the bodies.
Rocky seems particularly high on some rhyme crystal meth shit.
Scared of him!
You still on my menu Daniel, have no fear. That was hot!
The Lucifer reference among others . ..I just love a biblically scholared thug rapper Lady S.
But Rocky wasn't having it. Fuck a book, he bought a machine gun.
Nasty! Ouch.
^^^^ Those two Lady S. It's Ali and Frazier
I'm not saying who is who because like you i've been unjustly accused of playing favorites Owl got Rocky's career on life support for sure! Can't let it die can you Rocky? Good for us!
I give Shane love side to side front to back, latitude and longitude. That's a bad man as you say. Touching the hem of his rhyme pimp coat will cure all wack lyric ills so the legend goes. He got you captain of the cheerleading squad on his side. Co-captain has to cheer on the contenders
and yes there are some worthy ones. I know I know he took an L on the photob exploit, but my very own boy is coming back right (stay on the path young skywalker, 'kay ). Ninja said "galactic grizzly" It's the eve of your crucification
What's with this flow fiction, you keep spittin
I'll be the king Herod the Great seeking your head splitten
From you bone, your flesh I'm rippen
Say your last prayer
And don't stare at the muzzle flare
You can't bear
The cross
when alls lost
and you learn how Shane, JUST DON'T CARE
So you a grownman?
Or an hourglass that can't hold sand
You make a poor fan, stop being my Stan
Please
ShaneRock was a shoutout to the West Indies
to the Jr. Gong, D Marley
You comprehended, Hardley
I spit like the Dual pipes off a Harley
Your arms to Short to box with this fame
I choose to use
not Monkey
not Tiger, But style Killa Shane
Sine the Kingdom of Kush I've received the Illa Train
Like the movie HAMBURGER, I'm a HILL of pain
I'll hang you bucknaked out a window like a drape
There's no escape
Looking in my wicked eye is more traumatic than jail house rape
There is no clean slate
Tonight I'm coming to town
It's about to get bad for goodness sake
I FEED off the desperation that hunger make
With my Thor hammer I lead the preparation before the sound that thunder make
This ain't WWF
but I undertake
While you overstate, how you relate
For every hoe in Chi you got a cape
From my wide screen your blood Precipi-tate
Out of your brain, Mince I make
With my performance you can not commensurate
Like the 5, I pinch an take
I am pre-packaged HELL, I insta-bake
Now I got you feeling like it's 3:30 AM and your bitch is late
She's got a new bag, she wanna lick and date
We laugh and call your trix ass mista-Bait
With her tongue she got that Twista Shake
Between you and her I'm not trying to Insti-gate
But goodnight, you kiss that fake
What more can I say? Vicious.
I think you need to ring the alarms like Beyonce, Lady S
These two fixing to murder each other and bury the bodies.
Rocky seems particularly high on some rhyme crystal meth shit.
Scared of him!
You still on my menu Daniel, have no fear. That was hot!
The Lucifer reference among others . ..I just love a biblically scholared thug rapper Lady S.
But Rocky wasn't having it. Fuck a book, he bought a machine gun.
Nasty! Ouch.
Pound for pound,
pound for pound,
thought for thought,
thoth for thoth,
cuzz, don't want
cuzz, don't want,
cuzz, don't want none of meeeee!!!!!!!!!!...
You just another poster...
in five breaks, a teacher will begin to speak...
Bitch ass mark, My lyrics is so sexy..
imhotep blessed me,
isis
unvexed me...
before she sexed me...
my temper is the heel of achilles,
don't test my mental stance,
i deal with them poverty stricken spirits,
we live where fear is apostacy,
and a lose is hypocrisy,
there's a crown of thorns
tattooed on my vocal cords,
My battle cries arise the 24 lordz,
ask Shane:
i can call the nick names
of half the cats up in the whirl,
"...damn, not the whirl,.."
They don't understand my world...
Bitch, I'm David and Goliath in the same ninja,
mind frame is vengeance,
breaking mac's skull in one sentence,
fry his ear drums seasoned in giblets
(Southern style!!!)
now, I'm ready to here this bitch's repentance...
I'm here to retrieve him
bring his tower of babble down...
Heard he's traveling Sodom and Gomorrah, kid
doin' a cherokee on the forbidden...
he's been sucking souls out of cockpits,
no choke holds, and naw, no spittin'.
You fuckin with the east side Ashanti,
You just Ashanti
getting fucked up the spinal by nelly,
no petroleum jelly,
I'm murderville to 25th,
with no shortcuts,
Shit I got the soul of Red Foxxx trying use me to fuck...
You out of luck,
I don't fuck with nothin' but known winners,
ninjas that get it done,
(I seen ya screen name, had to mention you, one!!)
If i'm high,
my rhyme time is still better than yours,
creativity?
you still pickin' up crumbs from off of shane's floor,
I'm the ripple in time,
for ninjas to climb,
You can't understand the riddle,
wasn't breed for war on my isle,
My screen name's a fowl,kid
I'm foul, dig,
the culmination of 400 plus years let wild , shit...
dude, if you knew were I been,
you would keep ya fuckin' fingertips tucked in...
You just another poster...
Pound for pound,
pound for pound,
thought for thought,
thoth for thoth,
cuzz, don't want
cuzz, don't want,
cuzz, don't want none of me...
pound for pound,
thought for thought,
thoth for thoth,
cuzz, don't want
cuzz, don't want,
cuzz, don't want none of meeeee!!!!!!!!!!...
You just another poster...
in five breaks, a teacher will begin to speak...
Bitch ass mark, My lyrics is so sexy..
imhotep blessed me,
isis
unvexed me...
before she sexed me...
my temper is the heel of achilles,
don't test my mental stance,
i deal with them poverty stricken spirits,
we live where fear is apostacy,
and a lose is hypocrisy,
there's a crown of thorns
tattooed on my vocal cords,
My battle cries arise the 24 lordz,
ask Shane:
i can call the nick names
of half the cats up in the whirl,
"...damn, not the whirl,.."
They don't understand my world...
Bitch, I'm David and Goliath in the same ninja,
mind frame is vengeance,
breaking mac's skull in one sentence,
fry his ear drums seasoned in giblets
(Southern style!!!)
now, I'm ready to here this bitch's repentance...
I'm here to retrieve him
bring his tower of babble down...
Heard he's traveling Sodom and Gomorrah, kid
doin' a cherokee on the forbidden...
he's been sucking souls out of cockpits,
no choke holds, and naw, no spittin'.
You fuckin with the east side Ashanti,
You just Ashanti
getting fucked up the spinal by nelly,
no petroleum jelly,
I'm murderville to 25th,
with no shortcuts,
Shit I got the soul of Red Foxxx trying use me to fuck...
You out of luck,
I don't fuck with nothin' but known winners,
ninjas that get it done,
(I seen ya screen name, had to mention you, one!!)
If i'm high,
my rhyme time is still better than yours,
creativity?
you still pickin' up crumbs from off of shane's floor,
I'm the ripple in time,
for ninjas to climb,
You can't understand the riddle,
wasn't breed for war on my isle,
My screen name's a fowl,kid
I'm foul, dig,
the culmination of 400 plus years let wild , shit...
dude, if you knew were I been,
you would keep ya fuckin' fingertips tucked in...
You just another poster...
Pound for pound,
pound for pound,
thought for thought,
thoth for thoth,
cuzz, don't want
cuzz, don't want,
cuzz, don't want none of me...
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Guard your grill knuckle you know whats up.
Guard You grill knuckle up....WTF!
Guard your grill knucle up you know you suck.
Gay thug Gay thug
I'm loading the hollow point slugs
Gay thug Gay Thug
Your rhymes sounds like you're high on crack laced bud
I asked you to change the life you lead
You chose not to so I had to make you bleed
fuck your mind stance listen to my cadence
Left right Left
thats the combination of my fist to your head
Your rhymes are more potent than the smell of chitterlings
Smelling like shit with a broken jaw how do you expect to win?
But you still carrying the gay trait.
Fuck your mind stance.
Because of me your are not banned
But every superstar needs his fan
even if its a tranny
who went to the doctor to get a punani.
Sin can I get a doc's opinion? Is he high on ritalin?
Or is his hormone medicine kicking in?
Guard You grill knuckle up....WTF!
Guard your grill knucle up you know you suck.
Gay thug Gay thug
I'm loading the hollow point slugs
Gay thug Gay Thug
Your rhymes sounds like you're high on crack laced bud
I asked you to change the life you lead
You chose not to so I had to make you bleed
fuck your mind stance listen to my cadence
Left right Left
thats the combination of my fist to your head
Your rhymes are more potent than the smell of chitterlings
Smelling like shit with a broken jaw how do you expect to win?
WTF is this shit? You aint the gay rapper, you are a fake,
But you still carrying the gay trait.
Fuck your mind stance.
Because of me your are not banned
But every superstar needs his fan
even if its a tranny
who went to the doctor to get a punani.
Sin can I get a doc's opinion? Is he high on ritalin?
Or is his hormone medicine kicking in?
And get rid of that ugly ass sig.
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Ring the alaaaaaaaaarrrrrrm, and now the God's are caaaaaaaaalllin'
woooo, wooo!!!
Ring the alaaaaaaaaarrrrrrm, and now the God's are caaaaaaaaalllin'
woooo, wooo!!!
I gave him breathe so him could breath a bit,
now, she's biting the tip off of my dick,
that kid from sixty second and state
oh, wait,
i still gotta few more blocks that i could state
you don't want it wit still hungry
Ur playtime,
I'm army,
if i'm ever harmed, blood,
them ninjas,
come with fifty weapons,
THEY don't even know the name of,
u fucking with history
this here god ain't no mystery,
bear it silently,
or enjoy your misery
soon it's all over
The moon, i coded
ya life, i'm moldin',
my glow, i suck in,
and I'm still beholden...
my friendz are felonz,
can't believe i ain't still in,
Man, somebody tell him,
I'm Jah's son,
for real, son
been through the terrordome,
and MADE hell my fuckin' home,
Bow now, to my fucking throne!!!!
I'm so swift with the verbs,
from projects to burbs
bougie chicks they fight,
but take dick by night,
i'm the hidden god that jesus spoke about,
so go pawn ya life,
gone ahead and do without,
call me joseph of arimathea,
study ya prophets, brah,
i got the fifty cal lock on ya,
mentally,
watch and beware,
this god is adonis,
you just big with problems
muscle head ninjas don't want it, moe,
if you was more humble,
i'll teach you how to rumble
with gods,
but you don't understand jihad...
i would have made you hercules,
now, ya just dirt up underneath my feet...
I was mind strong when Sango was spawn
And Elegba told me to fuck Elena,
I was one of the first Nephlim to put dick in her,
back when angels first splintered,
u won't get it,
i done meditated from spring to winter,
i'll be back by november
Ma'at to karttikeya
I'm the spirit of created mentals
gone go to sleep, dude,
ya time has been through...
Ring the alaaaaaaaaarrrrrrm, and now the God's are caaaaaaaaalllin'
woooo, wooo!!!
Ring the alaaaaaaaaarrrrrrm, and now the God's are caaaaaaaaalllin'
woooo, wooo!!!
woooo, wooo!!!
Ring the alaaaaaaaaarrrrrrm, and now the God's are caaaaaaaaalllin'
woooo, wooo!!!
I gave him breathe so him could breath a bit,
now, she's biting the tip off of my dick,
that kid from sixty second and state
oh, wait,
i still gotta few more blocks that i could state
you don't want it wit still hungry
Ur playtime,
I'm army,
if i'm ever harmed, blood,
them ninjas,
come with fifty weapons,
THEY don't even know the name of,
u fucking with history
this here god ain't no mystery,
bear it silently,
or enjoy your misery
soon it's all over
The moon, i coded
ya life, i'm moldin',
my glow, i suck in,
and I'm still beholden...
my friendz are felonz,
can't believe i ain't still in,
Man, somebody tell him,
I'm Jah's son,
for real, son
been through the terrordome,
and MADE hell my fuckin' home,
Bow now, to my fucking throne!!!!
I'm so swift with the verbs,
from projects to burbs
bougie chicks they fight,
but take dick by night,
i'm the hidden god that jesus spoke about,
so go pawn ya life,
gone ahead and do without,
call me joseph of arimathea,
study ya prophets, brah,
i got the fifty cal lock on ya,
mentally,
watch and beware,
this god is adonis,
you just big with problems
muscle head ninjas don't want it, moe,
if you was more humble,
i'll teach you how to rumble
with gods,
but you don't understand jihad...
i would have made you hercules,
now, ya just dirt up underneath my feet...
I was mind strong when Sango was spawn
And Elegba told me to fuck Elena,
I was one of the first Nephlim to put dick in her,
back when angels first splintered,
u won't get it,
i done meditated from spring to winter,
i'll be back by november
Ma'at to karttikeya
I'm the spirit of created mentals
gone go to sleep, dude,
ya time has been through...
Ring the alaaaaaaaaarrrrrrm, and now the God's are caaaaaaaaalllin'
woooo, wooo!!!
Ring the alaaaaaaaaarrrrrrm, and now the God's are caaaaaaaaalllin'
woooo, wooo!!!
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