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Poetry battles....if you got what it takes then come forward.
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Your voice is like…..
Sunsets on an African outback….
Or a candlelight dinner with the moon at your back……
Your voice is like….
The soothing motions of the sea crest hitting the shores….
Or that massage when I come home, battered and sore….
Your voice is like……
Cotton candy, sweeten gold….
Carmel chewies, chocolate pudding and tootsie rolls….
Your voice is like….
Formal invites to sexual encounters…
Or low whispers in ears while making love on the counter….
Your voice is like…..
Fireplace, bearskin rugs and winter nights……
Hot tube afternoons, silk linen and black lights……
Your voice is like…….
Sunsets on an African outback….
Or a candlelight dinner with the moon at your back……
Your voice is like….
The soothing motions of the sea crest hitting the shores….
Or that massage when I come home, battered and sore….
Your voice is like……
Cotton candy, sweeten gold….
Carmel chewies, chocolate pudding and tootsie rolls….
Your voice is like….
Formal invites to sexual encounters…
Or low whispers in ears while making love on the counter….
Your voice is like…..
Fireplace, bearskin rugs and winter nights……
Hot tube afternoons, silk linen and black lights……
Your voice is like…….
Holy posters, Batman...
owl modulus shane,
thirty third degrees squared...
"Follow 'em!!!"
that ninja got tranny posts hidden in the cache,
playgirl mags burried in the stash,
fifteen screen names when he's mad,
put his captian-save-a-whore ass on blast,
watch the whole board crash!!
DUN DADA DUN!!!!
IT'S A HIT!!!!
But sorry kid you did not sink my battleship...
"Owl, I thought this dude was toxic?"
Snuff him with a rusty hypodermic metaphor,
take the oxycotton drenched dirty cloth
and peform cpr,
until his flabby body's pancaking on the fuckin' floor,
insert a hangar in the bastard's nose,
pull his brain out while he's sleeping,
drip the remains around the star of jurojin,
resurrect this piece of shit,
and beat his mark ass again,
"FUCKING ASSASSIN!!!"
Leave him planted in a bag a manna dust!
This fucker ain't the lion,
whoever said it must 've lied,
he's the sacrificial lamb of HNIC's rod...
OMG!!!
Watch him photoshop hysterical,
find a foe I ain't been through,
google up a false pretense
"OWL, what where you whereabouts
on DEC 17th 2:36?"
Watchin' the emperer's guard be slaughtered by Maximus...
Fuck ya incidental psycho-homo drivel,
leave ya limbic limp
with conscious caustic chanting,
Now dance ya ass around lady scorp's bias gavel
I'mma unravel ya tail and drag you through the stargates of hell,
toss you to the fucking devil,
tell em, Call me if this bitch
ever get the balls to BABBLE
the sacred word "battle"....
FINISH HIM!!!
Meurta, Meurta!!!
loco bwoti bwoy run up cyber side,
Jah forgive him suicide
him homicide,
him no difference tween...
I would call it rap,
but it felt more like a rape...
we still cool Shane
....
YBO
owl modulus shane,
thirty third degrees squared...
"Follow 'em!!!"
that ninja got tranny posts hidden in the cache,
playgirl mags burried in the stash,
fifteen screen names when he's mad,
put his captian-save-a-whore ass on blast,
watch the whole board crash!!
DUN DADA DUN!!!!
IT'S A HIT!!!!
But sorry kid you did not sink my battleship...
"Owl, I thought this dude was toxic?"
Snuff him with a rusty hypodermic metaphor,
take the oxycotton drenched dirty cloth
and peform cpr,
until his flabby body's pancaking on the fuckin' floor,
insert a hangar in the bastard's nose,
pull his brain out while he's sleeping,
drip the remains around the star of jurojin,
resurrect this piece of shit,
and beat his mark ass again,
"FUCKING ASSASSIN!!!"
Leave him planted in a bag a manna dust!
This fucker ain't the lion,
whoever said it must 've lied,
he's the sacrificial lamb of HNIC's rod...
OMG!!!
Watch him photoshop hysterical,
find a foe I ain't been through,
google up a false pretense
"OWL, what where you whereabouts
on DEC 17th 2:36?"
Watchin' the emperer's guard be slaughtered by Maximus...
Fuck ya incidental psycho-homo drivel,
leave ya limbic limp
with conscious caustic chanting,
Now dance ya ass around lady scorp's bias gavel
I'mma unravel ya tail and drag you through the stargates of hell,
toss you to the fucking devil,
tell em, Call me if this bitch
ever get the balls to BABBLE
the sacred word "battle"....
FINISH HIM!!!
Meurta, Meurta!!!
loco bwoti bwoy run up cyber side,
Jah forgive him suicide
him homicide,
him no difference tween...
I would call it rap,
but it felt more like a rape...
we still cool Shane
....YBO
If its hot spit, my vicious penmanship religious
Spit sick shit, my verbs and nouns get serious
Lyrics pierce ya chest like clit rings, spit stings
Be the boss when I floss, Call me Bruce Spitsteen
Fresh and clean delivery, I blaze like Halo 3
Call me the Master Chief, Flo vivid like HD
Fly speaker, real hip hop teacher
My sentences stay thick like the bod on Latifah
Run the block til you catch concrete fever
Stan Lee creativity for all true believers
Swing mics like excaliber, Rap's version of Thor
Toss C4 and Claymores, touch spots like salesmen going door to door
Master the flo call me Prince Namor
Therefore when I swing, I'm like Tiger Woods on par 4
Want more, I swing a battle axe to ya lung collapse
Then relapse and re-enact the act on wax
my 16s run laps around the so called top kats
And leave stitches on domes like the logos sewn on ya fitted cap
Fucking with Jack, not cha best move
Cuz tha spitta stays on point like putting needles to tha groove
Spit sick shit, my verbs and nouns get serious
Lyrics pierce ya chest like clit rings, spit stings
Be the boss when I floss, Call me Bruce Spitsteen
Fresh and clean delivery, I blaze like Halo 3
Call me the Master Chief, Flo vivid like HD
Fly speaker, real hip hop teacher
My sentences stay thick like the bod on Latifah
Run the block til you catch concrete fever
Stan Lee creativity for all true believers
Swing mics like excaliber, Rap's version of Thor
Toss C4 and Claymores, touch spots like salesmen going door to door
Master the flo call me Prince Namor
Therefore when I swing, I'm like Tiger Woods on par 4
Want more, I swing a battle axe to ya lung collapse
Then relapse and re-enact the act on wax
my 16s run laps around the so called top kats
And leave stitches on domes like the logos sewn on ya fitted cap
Fucking with Jack, not cha best move
Cuz tha spitta stays on point like putting needles to tha groove
Assassinated and resurrected this wannabe verbiage spouting fool
Who thought his inane mutterings equated to something cool
Just another victim on my journey to the Blood Gods pool
Reincarnated you back as German porn star Annette Shwartz
You’re getting anally gaped by bull-dyke diamond tip drill quartz
Wasted and washed up you’re tottering unsteadily in fuck-me boots
Next superstar credit card swiped in one of Nelly’s next x-rated video shoots
Crusading slavishly for Hades
No peace or respite in haunted shades
For your flesh now ravaged and infested with AIDS
Begging for this Majestic Reapers merciful scythe blades
Step and fetch my chrome plated Luger bitch
As your cancerous sores and bleeding lesions itch
And the cerebral palsy makes you judder and twitch
Long barrel all up in your mouth like uncircumcised dick
That’s right, suck on it while you pull the fucking trigger trick
I sit back and watch with a crooked smile as you lie there spent and your feet kick
I came originally in peace
But have been awoken furiously to make war
From within the depths of the slashing Gods roar
Against this thrice-cursed shanettebp1978 unmitigated whore
Who thought his inane mutterings equated to something cool
Just another victim on my journey to the Blood Gods pool
Reincarnated you back as German porn star Annette Shwartz
You’re getting anally gaped by bull-dyke diamond tip drill quartz
Wasted and washed up you’re tottering unsteadily in fuck-me boots
Next superstar credit card swiped in one of Nelly’s next x-rated video shoots
Crusading slavishly for Hades
No peace or respite in haunted shades
For your flesh now ravaged and infested with AIDS
Begging for this Majestic Reapers merciful scythe blades
Step and fetch my chrome plated Luger bitch
As your cancerous sores and bleeding lesions itch
And the cerebral palsy makes you judder and twitch
Long barrel all up in your mouth like uncircumcised dick
That’s right, suck on it while you pull the fucking trigger trick
I sit back and watch with a crooked smile as you lie there spent and your feet kick
I came originally in peace
But have been awoken furiously to make war
From within the depths of the slashing Gods roar
Against this thrice-cursed shanettebp1978 unmitigated whore
I read ya shit, you seem to have a big gay issue,
type sweet so Ima Rollout like Ludacris do,
figured you wouldnt stop, knew you'd come back at me,
but Mike Myers sucked yo dick, so you admit to faggotry?
Talkin bout expose nigga, you need to watch closely,
cause the things that you see, are not supposed to be,
While you fucking when men from horror flicks,
I'm giving ya gal the whore my dick,
Gotta be sleep to see Krueger, so of men you dreamin,
Jason and Freddy taking turns fillin ya ass with semen,
but hey if you get down like that, I'm not one to judge,
extra moist like cake mix, nigga you packin fudge,
Go head and retire, your rhymes sound half-inspired,
young apprentice, I'm Trump nigga ya ass is FIRED,
A body bag? Nigga you the one to die,
Crime scene all fucked up, call Gil Grissom at CSI,
Brain matter scattered, concrete street all red,
One shot to head, suicide note saying "I'm scared"
Final note, you say you made all the ladies cum with one lick,
Let's be real son, that wasn't tongue, that was just yo dick.
Lawd M A you tryna bring Rocky outta retirement huh.....
guyver de man call you an apprentice...WTH is that?? you gonna tek dat lying down? And then he fire you too...
Holy posters, Batman...
owl modulus shane,
thirty third degrees squared...
"Follow 'em!!!"
that ninja got tranny posts hidden in the cache,
playgirl mags burried in the stash,
fifteen screen names when he's mad,
put his captian-save-a-whore ass on blast,
watch the whole board crash!!
DUN DADA DUN!!!!
IT'S A HIT!!!!
But sorry kid you did not sink my battleship...
"Owl, I thought this dude was toxic?"
Snuff him with a rusty hypodermic metaphor,
take the oxycotton drenched dirty cloth
and peform cpr,
until his flabby body's pancaking on the fuckin' floor,
insert a hangar in the bastard's nose,
pull his brain out while he's sleeping,
drip the remains around the star of jurojin,
resurrect this piece of shit,
and beat his mark ass again,
"FUCKING ASSASSIN!!!"
Leave him planted in a bag a manna dust!
This fucker ain't the lion,
whoever said it must 've lied,
he's the sacrificial lamb of HNIC's rod...
OMG!!!
Watch him photoshop hysterical,
find a foe I ain't been through,
google up a false pretense
"OWL, what where you whereabouts
on DEC 17th 2:36?"
Watchin' the emperer's guard be slaughtered by Maximus...
Fuck ya incidental psycho-homo drivel,
leave ya limbic limp
with conscious caustic chanting,
Now dance ya ass around lady scorp's bias gavel
I'mma unravel ya tail and drag you through the stargates of hell,
toss you to the fucking devil,
tell em, Call me if this bitch
ever get the balls to BABBLE
the sacred word "battle"....
FINISH HIM!!!
Meurta, Meurta!!!
loco bwoti bwoy run up cyber side,
Jah forgive him suicide
him homicide,
him no difference tween...
I would call it rap,
but it felt more like a rape...
we still cool Shane
YBO
you knw I was loving it till you dragged me into it OWL you coming like fire bredren.....you trying to slay serial killers up in here like the SOL psycho...Woah Jack lawd ah mercy you ready to fight yes.
Hope that yall seen what the man said....I put it in bold so that yall can recognize. DAMN Mr majestik.....
man said shanette.... Dexter you gonna let him call you a whore.... seriously though shanette The slaughter is still going on
Izzy where are you at my girl.
I'm here Lady S. Not going nowhere. Its so much fire in here I had to take my time to read every word (well that and the goatee thread had me distracted)
Let's see let's see.
Let's see how long Rocky is going to retire from that! LMAO- Rocky didn't make it 2 hours last time
You talkin about my girl ?
Lady S, imo for real nobody fuckin with owl He on some whole 'nother level shit. Ninja moved on up like George Jefferson, slayed and dismayed, and now he's gunning for Dexter. You think he handle Hurricane Shane?
From now on he is Daniel the Assassin, because the flow is too evil to be divine!
Awwww yeah new blood
Jack is not only about his love jones he can come vicious. I like this man vibe. Call himself a nickel, but rhyme like a dime.
Damn Majestik went straight raw Tales from the Darkside up in here! I love the Blade reference Majestik. You scare me a little, but I like it. I'm kind of a freak like that
Shanette
Let's see let's see.
....
Go head and retire, your rhymes sound half-inspired,
young apprentice, I'm Trump nigga ya ass is FIRED,
A body bag? Nigga you the one to die,
Crime scene all fucked up, call Gil Grissom at CSI,
Brain matter scattered, concrete street all red,
One shot to head, suicide note saying "I'm scared"
Final note, you say you made all the ladies cum with one lick,
Let's be real son, that wasn't tongue, that was just yo dick.
Let's see how long Rocky is going to retire from that! LMAO- Rocky didn't make it 2 hours last time You talkin about my girl ?
Lady S, imo for real nobody fuckin with owl
He on some whole 'nother level shit. Ninja moved on up like George Jefferson, slayed and dismayed, and now he's gunning for Dexter. You think he handle Hurricane Shane? From now on he is Daniel the Assassin, because the flow is too evil to be divine!
Awwww yeah new blood
Jack is not only about his love jones he can come vicious. I like this man vibe. Call himself a nickel, but rhyme like a dime. Damn Majestik went straight raw Tales from the Darkside up in here! I love the Blade reference Majestik. You scare me a little, but I like it. I'm kind of a freak like that
Shanette
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Juices and water glisten as I begin kissing,
Taking my time licking, because sweet taste becomes addicting/
Rolling down my chin, as I push my lips farther,
licking sticky juices off finger tips, bliss preserver/
stepping back to survey your beauty so to say,
But at the same speed returning to your sweet warmth with no delay/
eating you raw or with dips of whipped cream,
Feeling trembles from shoulders, where your legs lay in extasy/
Pull me closer, so my lips dive inside,
And taste the full flava of the nector in your hive/
Tongue swirls and speaks to clits, thats trapped between lips,
Begging for a little kiss, tonguing until I reach your peach pit/
Elastic thigh lips stretch, from tongue work thats fantastic,
I know your over edge because your body movements are spastic/
Peach and Tongue
Taking my time licking, because sweet taste becomes addicting/
Rolling down my chin, as I push my lips farther,
licking sticky juices off finger tips, bliss preserver/
stepping back to survey your beauty so to say,
But at the same speed returning to your sweet warmth with no delay/
eating you raw or with dips of whipped cream,
Feeling trembles from shoulders, where your legs lay in extasy/
Pull me closer, so my lips dive inside,
And taste the full flava of the nector in your hive/
Tongue swirls and speaks to clits, thats trapped between lips,
Begging for a little kiss, tonguing until I reach your peach pit/
Elastic thigh lips stretch, from tongue work thats fantastic,
I know your over edge because your body movements are spastic/
Peach and Tongue
Well, that was a welcome, masterful, moist panty break Jack.
Don't fall alseep in the afterglow though ninja, this is still a battle.
*looks around*
Hmmmmmmm
Hmmmmmmm
Izzy I think we should do something with this one right here
what you think sis. I mean he may get hurt in this joint and we should be ready to provide him with the first aid he'll need 
Izzy I think we should do something with this one right here
Aww hell naw if anybody touch Smoke's face I'm gonna
LOL- don't worry baby me and Lady S got your back, you might need to get naked even if its just a paper cut on your finger, but oh well!.
Real weak rhymes will get played up in here
. Owl is a monster; Hurricane Shane will clown you until you wish you could return back to the safety of your mother's womb; Rocky's old retired ass can not stay down and he hits hard; Mag B on the low for a minute but if he decides to get back on the war path its straight fire. I fear Majestik has some deadly black magic up his sleeve as well. P Krook is a silent killer like high blood pressure. Watch out for my sister commentator too though, cuz she likes to instigate.
Aww hell naw if anybody touch Smoke's face I'm gonna
LOL- don't worry baby me and Lady S got your back, you might need to get naked even if its just a paper cut on your finger, but oh well!.
Real weak rhymes will get played up in here
Watch out for my sister commentator too though, cuz she likes to instigate.
Izzy its encourage, baby girl I encourage.
Now Smoke its like Izzy says there is a war going on in here. No holds barred and although i "could" get all distracted by them sexy ass eyes of yours am sorry baby but you better be able to handle yourself.
This is not a normal street fight Smoke, this is a battlefield. If its love and inspiration you want you'll have to hit up Izzy's love spot
"pun" intended. and seriously.....you WILL have to get naked for.... well pretty much just Izzy's and my pleasure.
Peace
When i was born God called Satan,
And Told Him to Back Off.....
20 some odd years...He aint Slacked Off...
Been Alot of Times when I thought about Getting Packs Off..
Or going to get the Hammerz when BGOL cat's Start to Act Soft..
ALOT of Women wanna get DUG IN (Duggan),
like HACKSAW..
But due to Tainted Vaginas...
I would Rather Jack Off...
Dont Get me Wrong...Im Confident My Game Can Match Yalls,
But Im Retired...
Now I Just Commentate....like T. Bradshaw
And what Im Seeing's Not Cool At ALL...
These Fraudulent PIMPS..Letting Women Make a Fool of Yall..
My Blood Cold, Like i Live in a Cooler DOGG..
The Game Has Changed.....So Im Hanging Up My jersey and Im Moving On..
Alot of RIGHT i've done ..Is outta Guilt Of Doing wrong..
I am the TRUTH,and My Guts are Spilled through my Psalms..
So I Apologize to every woman that I've did some wrong,
IF you need Im Sorry..Then this your Psalm..
Accept It,Respect It,and Move ON....
I got ONE TRUE LOVE,
That's my MICROPHONE,
I LOVE IT when ME and HER..Is All ALONE...
I LOVE IT when my LIPS is ALL UP ON HER...
When she is my presence she is all i wanna MESS With..
She Keep coming back,
Cuz i give HER The Fresh Shyt..
That why my Love for Her ,can never be contested..
These other Cats just Tricks..
But I give you the BEST DICK...
That Felony Time Fucking ....
I should be Arrested...
The Way I EAT IT UP,BEAT IT UP...
Then ,CONSOLE ,AND CARESS IT..
....And all This Happens in My mind,
Before you Even Undress It...
I chose You....
Just a lil something for yall to marinate on...
Take it easy i\on me,,I ma rookie..
And Told Him to Back Off.....
20 some odd years...He aint Slacked Off...
Been Alot of Times when I thought about Getting Packs Off..
Or going to get the Hammerz when BGOL cat's Start to Act Soft..
ALOT of Women wanna get DUG IN (Duggan),
like HACKSAW..
But due to Tainted Vaginas...
I would Rather Jack Off...
Dont Get me Wrong...Im Confident My Game Can Match Yalls,
But Im Retired...
Now I Just Commentate....like T. Bradshaw
And what Im Seeing's Not Cool At ALL...
These Fraudulent PIMPS..Letting Women Make a Fool of Yall..
My Blood Cold, Like i Live in a Cooler DOGG..
The Game Has Changed.....So Im Hanging Up My jersey and Im Moving On..
Alot of RIGHT i've done ..Is outta Guilt Of Doing wrong..
I am the TRUTH,and My Guts are Spilled through my Psalms..
So I Apologize to every woman that I've did some wrong,
IF you need Im Sorry..Then this your Psalm..
Accept It,Respect It,and Move ON....
I got ONE TRUE LOVE,
That's my MICROPHONE,
I LOVE IT when ME and HER..Is All ALONE...
I LOVE IT when my LIPS is ALL UP ON HER...
When she is my presence she is all i wanna MESS With..
She Keep coming back,
Cuz i give HER The Fresh Shyt..
That why my Love for Her ,can never be contested..
These other Cats just Tricks..
But I give you the BEST DICK...
That Felony Time Fucking ....
I should be Arrested...
The Way I EAT IT UP,BEAT IT UP...
Then ,CONSOLE ,AND CARESS IT..
....And all This Happens in My mind,
Before you Even Undress It...
I chose You....
Just a lil something for yall to marinate on...
Take it easy i\on me,,I ma rookie..
I forgot about Mcguyver but then felt a tingling spider sense.
Welcome inside the mind of men. Warriors now let the fight commence.
I've spoken. Rest your broken chest and open threats.
Shakespeare tried to quote my best but couldn't. He choked to death.
Butcher's a sentient being with vocals of boastful as bloated banshees.
'Guyver's the only member, fingers crossed whispering "I hope they posted trannies."
Thunder and lightning collided like Norse mythology and I was born of fusion.
Raised in Shaolin until I convinced Buddha he was all illusion.
My words are mere extras. My very sentence structure ruptures.
Nurture Mjolnir under my tongue and puncture peons under assumptions...
That I can't stoke the flames with focus. Aim with vocal cadence.
Turned up at your mothers' church with prose. Shit, she screamed "This bloke's amazing!"
And she isn't British. Envision a literate lyric burning villages in rhythm.
Now picture three of the same villages simmering because I spit it through a prism.
Understand? To battle, try and write something planned.
But you stay up late pumping hands, all red eyed like Wonder Man.
So hark my name because when enraged my spirit embarks on the darkest plain.
Your words are garbage. Same lame targets. God carved the Mark of Cain...
In my cerebral vortex. Your very core's next to suffer. When you get to Heaven's shores, rest.
Because my teachings reach the afterlife, rupture and summon storms there.
Mcguyer's over.
Lying cobra.
I'm a sire to the mind of Jehovah.
Next time you're enticed to fight I advise you write when sober.
Welcome inside the mind of men. Warriors now let the fight commence.
I've spoken. Rest your broken chest and open threats.
Shakespeare tried to quote my best but couldn't. He choked to death.
Butcher's a sentient being with vocals of boastful as bloated banshees.
'Guyver's the only member, fingers crossed whispering "I hope they posted trannies."
Thunder and lightning collided like Norse mythology and I was born of fusion.
Raised in Shaolin until I convinced Buddha he was all illusion.
My words are mere extras. My very sentence structure ruptures.
Nurture Mjolnir under my tongue and puncture peons under assumptions...
That I can't stoke the flames with focus. Aim with vocal cadence.
Turned up at your mothers' church with prose. Shit, she screamed "This bloke's amazing!"
And she isn't British. Envision a literate lyric burning villages in rhythm.
Now picture three of the same villages simmering because I spit it through a prism.
Understand? To battle, try and write something planned.
But you stay up late pumping hands, all red eyed like Wonder Man.
So hark my name because when enraged my spirit embarks on the darkest plain.
Your words are garbage. Same lame targets. God carved the Mark of Cain...
In my cerebral vortex. Your very core's next to suffer. When you get to Heaven's shores, rest.
Because my teachings reach the afterlife, rupture and summon storms there.
Mcguyer's over.
Lying cobra.
I'm a sire to the mind of Jehovah.
Next time you're enticed to fight I advise you write when sober.
36th Chamber, Jack got those bangas
Screaming on these kats like "No More Wire Hangas"
Nickelz a mouth fill, Skills vicious like gun steel,
The Champ gets ya amp like Candy Rain, I'm Soul 4 Real,
So for deals, my spit flava like bags of skittles,
While others will act hard...yet fragile like Peanut Brittle,
My speech reach a peak of perverted technic,
That makes tracks hard ta swallow like long dicks served ta porn freaks
Beware, theres some powerful niggatry over here
With cold stares, I share with those under the stairs
Spit off key, short and stocky like Rocky
snatch tongues of those who mock me, like B, clips got bodies
Off tha leash like that hood rottie strolling the strip
Rolling the piff, lighting tha spliff, taking the hit
Talking that shit, 40 oc downing, no sips
stretch before i spit, solo dip tha whip
solo load the clip, solo spit that shit
in other words, I'm solo for dolo on my hip Hop shit
Screaming on these kats like "No More Wire Hangas"
Nickelz a mouth fill, Skills vicious like gun steel,
The Champ gets ya amp like Candy Rain, I'm Soul 4 Real,
So for deals, my spit flava like bags of skittles,
While others will act hard...yet fragile like Peanut Brittle,
My speech reach a peak of perverted technic,
That makes tracks hard ta swallow like long dicks served ta porn freaks
Beware, theres some powerful niggatry over here
With cold stares, I share with those under the stairs
Spit off key, short and stocky like Rocky
snatch tongues of those who mock me, like B, clips got bodies
Off tha leash like that hood rottie strolling the strip
Rolling the piff, lighting tha spliff, taking the hit
Talking that shit, 40 oc downing, no sips
stretch before i spit, solo dip tha whip
solo load the clip, solo spit that shit
in other words, I'm solo for dolo on my hip Hop shit
“You aint gotta take them panties,off, just pull them to the side”
So I had her climb to the top, and come down like a waterslide
Now she's rocking her hips, Pussy muscles holding on tight
I can tell by her look, we'll be doing this all night
smacked her ass to encourge the bouncing
Thigh and calf muscles flexing like a panther pouncing
Lay my head back to enjoy, but then suddenly she stopped
softly whispering in my ear "Now I Want You On Top"
Switched places, and you could see the smile on her face
Slow and deep strokes, Hope she can handle the pace
You can tell she wanted more, but I had to keep teasing
shivers through her legs quiet moans of "please" and
I increased the speed and, she started creaming
Roommate cussing and fussing about the level of her screaming
So I had her climb to the top, and come down like a waterslide
Now she's rocking her hips, Pussy muscles holding on tight
I can tell by her look, we'll be doing this all night
smacked her ass to encourge the bouncing
Thigh and calf muscles flexing like a panther pouncing
Lay my head back to enjoy, but then suddenly she stopped
softly whispering in my ear "Now I Want You On Top"
Switched places, and you could see the smile on her face
Slow and deep strokes, Hope she can handle the pace
You can tell she wanted more, but I had to keep teasing
shivers through her legs quiet moans of "please" and
I increased the speed and, she started creaming
Roommate cussing and fussing about the level of her screaming
Pressed on dat, lethal sets on cassettes/
Souls on stone stoopways, taking their daily rest/
Faceless mimes run goverment convert ops/
So on blocks we carry the ox ta ventalate feds' snot box/
Tell 'em "put it in ya mouth" like Ak, like pornstars we stay cocked/
guard ya grill, for frills we slap box/
hard vets, showing scars from growing pains/
while crack fiends stare through window planes looking for good veins/
The prophet mind strains, Police searches, Freeze and get framed/
Next thing ya travel agent is a Judge saying your name/
Playas stay in the game too long, too many high price contracts/
So chickens walk the track, peddling low price contacts/
A Day in the life of the trap, so many hustlers snapped/
fall victem ta crack, OG's addicted ta tha smack/
Life in the projects, background of ya smack DVD/
So called Emcees only release is through used MP3s/
Laid down on CD, at low cost passed through the streets/
With hopes of finding it's way to a player in the industry/
Souls on stone stoopways, taking their daily rest/
Faceless mimes run goverment convert ops/
So on blocks we carry the ox ta ventalate feds' snot box/
Tell 'em "put it in ya mouth" like Ak, like pornstars we stay cocked/
guard ya grill, for frills we slap box/
hard vets, showing scars from growing pains/
while crack fiends stare through window planes looking for good veins/
The prophet mind strains, Police searches, Freeze and get framed/
Next thing ya travel agent is a Judge saying your name/
Playas stay in the game too long, too many high price contracts/
So chickens walk the track, peddling low price contacts/
A Day in the life of the trap, so many hustlers snapped/
fall victem ta crack, OG's addicted ta tha smack/
Life in the projects, background of ya smack DVD/
So called Emcees only release is through used MP3s/
Laid down on CD, at low cost passed through the streets/
With hopes of finding it's way to a player in the industry/
Izzy its encourage, baby girl I encourage.
Uh huh!
Smoke could hit that all day everyday... the thread ofcourseIf its love and inspiration you want you'll have to hit up Izzy's love spot
and seriously.....you WILL have to get naked for.... well pretty much just Izzy's and my pleasure.
but NOT in here! Only thing we want to see in the raw is your rhymes...(but hit me and Lady S up on the pm if you decide to be generous in the unclothing department, kay! )Well alrighty then! Lady S you see he's not just a pretty face, he got some style to him! I'm liking this HSmoke
...But look here what you up against. You picked a dangerous time to enter the ring baby cuz Mag B is here!
^^^ Now that's a lion right there:
Do you see how calm and majestic that lion looks- right before he takes a vicious bite out that ass?
Mag B is the rhyme equivalent of that.
Jack got me feeling a little schizo in here Lady S.
I want to get into his battle vibe, but the sexy sexy verses keep distracting me
He definitely has skills.So what's up CybaCipha- you ready for this? Please do join us....and NO you really don't have to get naked for me and Lady S to flow in here (unless you want to
)
(peeks in thread)
Eh
(exits thread)
Eh
(exits thread)
Im done...Im a Lover not a Fighter........
So yall do your Thang..LOL
So yall do your Thang..LOL
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I wanna be your microphone....damn...uhmmm and I'll marinate all right....stop with the distractions Smoke
Good vibe though.....
Oh MY GAWD......the butcher has come one more time for the slaughtering of the lamb....
Izzy I seriously think Smoke is tryna kill us....i dunnoUh huh!
Smoke could hit that all day everyday... the thread ofcourse
Well alrighty then! Lady S you see he's not just a pretty face, he got some style to him! I'm liking this HSmoke
...But look here what you up against. You picked a dangerous time to enter the ring baby cuz Mag B is here!
^^^ Now that's a lion right there:
Do you see how calm and majestic that lion looks- right before he takes a vicious bite out that ass?
Mag B is the rhyme equivalent of that.
Jack got me feeling a little schizo in here Lady S.
I want to get into his battle vibe, but the sexy sexy verses keep distracting me
So what's up CybaCipha- you ready for this? Please do join us....and NO you really don't have to get naked for me and Lady S to flow in here (unless you want to
Oh and Mr Smoke you are required to do as Izzy as specified....
well its not a requirement so much as a request... Girl Mag B brought the HEAT....Rocky better come forward after that....
Jack you
Cipha...see what izzy said...and if you gonna come in here you better come good....Dexter pon de loose
The butcher sharpened dem knives, Rocky claim he retired. OWL got a thing going on.. get on de battlefield if you got what it takes Izzy you see how he post his....damn wth is up with that....he's seriously in need of a really good......now I know you know the rest Iz so am gonna leave it at that....lover not a fighter....
HSmoke you fine as hell, but you trippin' bra! This aint America's Next Top Model
, ninjas in here to rhyme and shine or get their e-foreheads split. Take your pick lover Beware, you've roused Rocky and that man don't play.
If I told U I could eat a peach......
Would you stand there and lose ya speech...
I could help you reach peaks only seen in dreams...
I got hours to spend, so lets film a scene.....
You know your part, so lets start....
spread ya legs for me, let me perfect my art.....
Let me light the spark, send chills ta spines....
let me tickle tha clit that plays with your mind....
I don't ask for too much.....I'm not in a rush.....
I just wanna feel tha velvet of ya wet touch....
Search through the peach fuzz and get a taste...
and lick it all up, because I hate ta waste...
The sweeter the peach, the longer the sip...
The longer I explore the peach grove between your hips...
My tongue flicks, at a chance ta eat.....
A peach like yours, that seems to be juicy and sweet...
And if you wanted to, we can do the thang...
just let those soft legs, over my shoulder, swing....
Let me enjoy ya necter and let your peach preach....
From table ta tha floor, to them silk sheets.....
And on the hair on my...little chiny chin....
When I see a peach...I just have ta dive in....
I'm a man and I....wanna handle mine...
and I could eat a peach, if ya have tha time...
If I told U I could eat a peach......
Would you stand there and lose ya speech...
I could help you reach peaks only seen in dreams...
I got hours to spend, so lets film a scene....
Would you stand there and lose ya speech...
I could help you reach peaks only seen in dreams...
I got hours to spend, so lets film a scene.....
You know your part, so lets start....
spread ya legs for me, let me perfect my art.....
Let me light the spark, send chills ta spines....
let me tickle tha clit that plays with your mind....
I don't ask for too much.....I'm not in a rush.....
I just wanna feel tha velvet of ya wet touch....
Search through the peach fuzz and get a taste...
and lick it all up, because I hate ta waste...
The sweeter the peach, the longer the sip...
The longer I explore the peach grove between your hips...
My tongue flicks, at a chance ta eat.....
A peach like yours, that seems to be juicy and sweet...
And if you wanted to, we can do the thang...
just let those soft legs, over my shoulder, swing....
Let me enjoy ya necter and let your peach preach....
From table ta tha floor, to them silk sheets.....
And on the hair on my...little chiny chin....
When I see a peach...I just have ta dive in....
I'm a man and I....wanna handle mine...
and I could eat a peach, if ya have tha time...
If I told U I could eat a peach......
Would you stand there and lose ya speech...
I could help you reach peaks only seen in dreams...
I got hours to spend, so lets film a scene....
Nivckelz, the key word in this thread is "BATTLES."
*Cue Lil Wayne*
I tried to talk him...I tried to talk to him
Lady S can you um communicate with Mr. Nickelz? This your thread sis and I think maybe he enjoys seeing you get hot and bothered too much to get rugged in here
Nickelz your stuff is beautiful and sexy sir, but this is more slings, snaps, and arrows less love jones. The About Love thread might be more your style. Lady S visits there often
he's a lover not a fighter...
so fuck his mouth with a bloody tampon
drippin' arabian cider
fuck milk, who got a lighter?
dump billy dee in the lava water
sacrifices to Hephaestus
stupid bitch, this is tales from the crypt,
not The Young and The Restless...
"...My baby ain't never hurt nobody..."
Well, I'mma make him "uuull" on his spine,
take the krull to his mind,
watch this black lion form,
cut him like a whore with blazing sword,
flame sparks like the perlin noise
when ballads form smoke coughing blood out his nose,
past tense sequence,
saw how he pimp strut freeze he...
now, he's stuck in my mad scientific frequency..
"...Welcome to the Terrordome..."
YBO
@ the pussy eating nigga 
I'm not hating on him but he does overuse the word "peach."
Yall let the other one slide, better lay the smack down, remind him where he is.
I'm gonna stay retired I'm gonna stay retired I'm gonna stay retired I'm gonna stay retired - Status