POETRY/RAP battle Part III aka The Lion's Den

[onyxfemme]

Naaaah just pissed-But now I feel refreshed

You nasty.

 

[ladyscorpio]

OnSlaught, sick you just motivated a brotha to put ink to pad. props!

Hellfish I been waiting to see you drop in

Thanks Hellfish,when I get time I'll be coming back to drop more... Props appreciated

Good to see you in the den again OnSlaught.

i walk thru the lion's den like ol buddy in the bible did/

Welcome Shotta good to see you.

I see a bunch of lames who never seen pussy. C-section rappers.

Have no fear, Shane is Shaping up For the Shutdown.

What needs to be written
for these mc's to see skills in
an e-vil intentioned heathen, with a deeply instilled
un-reason-a-ble, need to just kill
any sheet of looseleaf or any instrumental beat in the stu.
Most want to think I'm dumb,
'cause from the amount of marijuana smoke in my lungs,
it'd be hard to think I won't croke while I'm young.
Nowhere to run, see my, destiny is a sandtrap.
Can't act, like the Best of Me is this rant rap.
Matter of fact, scratch some of that...
Bunches of suckers suffer
from what was said to have been asthma attacks
I planned to have happen; so imagine the back
of a packed Acura compact,
Smashed by a poorly handled, massive Mac truck.
And that's what, the action would be if I went after your neck.
Could you manage to wrestle your life back
from the tight grasp of my hands, just like that?
Well, too bad, because I can.

Red I see you playing again

**Singing Jill Scott**
Hate on me Hater-
I think it funny you wanna fuck this name on the computer
I wouldnt give you no play-so fuck what you say-
Your like a child w/ no gifts on christmas day.
Mad at the world, but w/ jokes you try to hide it-
Want my pussy on your chin? Will that make you be quiet?
You never know who this Puma knows and who she e-runs with-
I dont beef but like like my cramps your starting 2 annoy me.

So now I treat you like my period which is sort of refreshing-
I bleed you on my maxi-pad and discard you in the trash can.
Ahhhh then it back to being fly-
Making more money in a 2 weeks then you will in your life.
I know your type, wish I was your wife-
Want some of this diamond pussy for your lonely nights?
Fantasize about pouring chocolate milk on my body and licking it up-
Want me to call out your name while you try beating it up.
I laugh at you and your lame tactics-
You make me look good pet monkey keep on dancing
Maybe one day mamma will give you some breast milk-
Put this hershey titty in your mouth and make YOU the envy of the club of haters you built.
Your a child to me so here is your lesson to learn-
Mama said stay out the kitchen or your ass will get burned.

Bitch

... I wonder if the subject would dare reply to this
doubtful

 

[HW]

Olive oil, Cinnamon, French dressing
Niggahs with these wack ass names and keep confessin'
That underneath your surface, you serve a purpose
Homosapiens, but scope out the prefix
No more datin' twins, just hopeless like porn flicks
Amateur shit with a Polaroid camera
Taped to the rug with duct tape
Rainbow muthafuckas can escape
Color-coated punks just lackin' good stamina
You get yours dawg, I ain't mad at cha
Keep it in closed doors, but I'll take all whores
Dancing on poles in Atlanta
Fancy cars and cigars, Havana
Yes, the life I live is a blessing
And yours keeps you in the booth like confessions
Mayfield, Curtis, I know you heard this
Superfly niggahs keep stressin'
My women Gypsy, it's alright, tipsy
Fuck it y'all, this is my country
So get it together man, you ain't no pusherman
Stone junkie, and the ladies still love me

 

[mcguyver]

Damn! this thread back from the grave

 

[owl]

Olive oil, Cinnamon, French dressing
Niggahs with these wack ass names and keep confessin'
That underneath your surface, you serve a purpose
Homosapiens, but scope out the prefix
No more datin' twins, just hopeless like porn flicks
Amateur shit with a Polaroid camera
Taped to the rug with duct tape
Rainbow muthafuckas can escape
Color-coated punks just lackin' good stamina
You get yours dawg, I ain't mad at cha
Keep it in closed doors, but I'll take all whores
Dancing on poles in Altanta
Fancy cars and cigars, Havana
Yes, the life I live is a blessing
And yours keeps you in the booth like confessions
Mayfield, Curtis, I know you heard this
Superfly niggahs keep stressin'
My women Gypsy, it's alright, tipsy
Fuck it y'all, this is my country
So get it together man, you ain't no pusherman
Stone junkie, and the ladies still love me

What the phuck is ALTANTA?

Stick to the photochops, straggler
We bold Mad Hatters
Looking for Alice bending over to straddle us
We verb masters when math matters
we ghetto word wrath lathered
We sick loads when the craft's casual
You need more nights in Iraq chief
salute the street scholar starving for beef
you still suffering from combing the concrete for teeth
I'm just ME...

Unreasonable in the gun seasons full
Four full moons of wolf blood uncaged
Dancing on the diameter of docked electrons
you could say I was discharged
I was war scarred before the war was even called
I'm battle raised
you better off cropping my name
making a sig
that says
that brotha OWL needs to be locked back in his cage
Four blunts and three pills whipped for days
I'm sick for real son
you was tricked for real, don
this ain't the lion's den, it's the lion's grave

My pain's the stomach of ideas
I vomit your ideals
I plunder so I'M REAL...

OWL catch heroes with they cape out
better illustrate an escape route
you a designer but joe buddens came out

Before you burn yourself
or find a new M.O.S.
don't forget
DUDE KNOW STRESS

I see you proud people
OWL,Si Moe
Tu: simply bald eagle
While you sempre fi
I'm cast by black die

A task?
Why ask why...

I'm back by black tar stacked
icons on pills slapped
needles with water smacked
rocks on antennas cracked
intelligent souls with no scratch
I see you black american, strapped
I'm strapped,
but that's why they call me American BLACK...



Welcome to the Lion's Den, Homey...

 

[owl]

sometimes we lie to ourselves when the lines are feeling felt like the cushion on the belt but life ain't all velvet i could care less about estrangement popularity only means surrounded by strange men fame only means being encaged by how men feel if the words don't excite why the hell should I write I can get homey to admit but i'm still paying mama's rent the only shift that matters is the knight one mister fanon said violence was the right one pill that is two degrees i'm still hit or miss maybe some more "cracked eggs in the grass" shit... i think i'm late for class...

 

[HW]

What the phuck is ALTANTA?

My bad, ATLANTA. Fixed. Thanks.

Welcome to the Lion's Den, Homey...

Thanx, my brutha.

 

[mcguyver]

My bad, ATLANTA. Fixed. Thanks.



Thanx, my brutha.

this aint no talent showcase
first 2 lines were shots fired owl's infrared was locked on your face.

 

[Richard_Fitzwell]

Hold on, newest arrival, no survival
If crews are left dead, then Fitzwell is liable/
Diabolical, mad man wit a sick pen
alright then, Fitz do dirt like Peanut's Pigpen/
You quit when, Lyrical pressure is provided
nice wit tongue speed ta get ya chick excited/
Murder I write it, intense wordplay on all fronts
Ron Browz spit, you at the window just trying ta jump/
You riding wit punks, I'm riding wit goons, no gun permits
But pistols make livest niggas turn ta hermits/
Reps like respect, niggas earn it in the hardest battles
Fitzwell, I brand tracks like a Cowboy's cattle/
For BGOL,I spit a 16 ta cripple teams
And take ya face off, like you were french kissing hot steam/
and I'm repping for my team like tailgates and face paint
Plus ya career is like that R&B nigga, it's so tanked/

 

[owl]

Hold on, newest arrival, no survival
If crews are left dead, then Fitzwell is liable/
Diabolical, mad man wit a sick pen
alright then, Fitz do dirt like Peanut's Pigpen/
You quit when, Lyrical pressure is provided
nice wit tongue speed ta get ya chick excited/
Murder I write it, intense wordplay on all fronts
Ron Browz spit, you at the window just trying ta jump/
You riding wit punks, I'm riding wit goons, no gun permits
But pistols make livest niggas turn ta hermits/
Reps like respect, niggas earn it in the hardest battles
Fitzwell, I brand tracks like a Cowboy's cattle/
For BGOL,I spit a 16 ta cripple teams
And take ya face off, like you were french kissing hot steam/
and I'm repping for my team like tailgates and face paint
Plus ya career is like that R&B nigga, it's so tanked/

All is well that fitz well
I comma when ending
you are slashed and end in coma
I play with verbal spells
Term's meanings get bendings
Don't think cause he's gone, no fecal aroma...
*winks*
Sniff drunk or drunk lined,
I'm up two
Maybe five
I'm six inside
possibly nine
At seven I did arrive
or maybe one
I laugh at you
or maybe inside
I think for crime
or maybe to survive
I'm still alive
or maybe only feel grown...
I see you newb...
Keep doing you...
The name of the game to is remain...*smirks*

 

[mcguyver]

I can't let this thread die yet
The battle is still in me, like bloodsheded memories flowing through the veins of a vietnam vet
To the newest prospects ask yourselves why you have lost my respect
2 rhymes and all I see is fading text
I stepped out the shadows to see where my foot fitzwell
From now on I swear this thread will be like the old days, a living hell
from my pen, a concoted molotov cocktail disguised as a verse
lol he don't have to return to the thread I'll deliver it to where Homeyworks

 

[onyxfemme]

Naaaah I am all rhymed out.

 

[mcguyver]

All is well that fitz well
I comma when ending
you are slashed and end in coma
I play with verbal spells
Term's meanings get bendings
Don't think cause he's gone, no fecal aroma...
*winks*
Sniff drunk or drunk lined,
I'm up two
Maybe five
I'm six inside
possibly nine
At seven I did arrive
or maybe one
I laugh at you
or maybe inside
I think for crime
or maybe to survive
I'm still alive
or maybe only feel grown...
I see you newb...
Keep doing you...
The name of the game to is remain...*smirks*

Look Owl I'm gonna say this just one time
there is only room for one head under this crown and its mine
But I'll let you hang around It'll be like Eric B and rakim
Me the mastermind behind the rhymes
you can be Eric B. In the back ground dropping my beats
ya may learn a thing or 2 while sweating my technique
Fuk I'll even let you spit a line
stand guard at my hotel door while I bag the dymes
Now be careful I know you gonna wanna come back
Don't forget Mac cuts no one slack
I pack heat negro i stay strapped
One in the chamber aint just for the beginners
Go head its your turn drop one lamer than an episode of jerry springer.

 

[owl]

Well then, Eric B. for president...

He's holding on to an empty coffin
a blind man that don't know it
his soul is a fallen forest
his mind is a child ignored
You're talking in riddles
But He's explaining in higher physics...
You're living in fantasies
He's in cages and tattered scenes
Ain't no sleep for a blow addict
even less for the homeless learner
He's teaching his teachers
You're simply toying with fire
so, open wide for the plastic burner
But Business is Business,
this is His Parish,so please listen to his Sermon
He spots you holding a ton of weight
And pimps you like Chuck D did Flava Flav...




Ha HA HA
It's the E-Nig, Ma!

 

[mcguyver]

You can't comprehend the complexity of the messages I present
I've written countless rhymes and have yet to touch a pen
I use telekinesis to defy the laws of physics
Atoms and molecules stimulated by electrical pulses flowing across my cerebral cortex
your ability to not keep up, this is the simpliest way I can explain it
My rhymes are not written for the mentally malnourished
Mac is proof gods exist
So quick negro hit the closest emergency exit
before I turn your career to piss
Your fire, has just been extinguished
to fuk with me you gotta bring more than a lotta heart
your style has been immobilized from the start
I've seen you over on 106 parked
I B E T you are hopin
not to be star of the next funeral procession
its not too late negro RUN, flee
before I expell the last breath of Owl D. MC

 

[owl]

Extinguish the fire...yeah, don't I wish...

I lay alone on a rooftop, crying, praying for answers...

Anyphuck, right?


Gunnery Sargent's
We are targets
prepare platoons for war, gents
I am welcomed by lieutenants
Salute the General...

An Officer's on deck
I surpassed academic
Earned my commission
Bless them that don't know
The rest: look nigga let's go!'

I represent for people who represent they self in court

I am the 5%, righteous teacher of the poor

I am a g...I am a proud convict

I did that robbery

I also assualted a couple police chiefs

I am ME

I am Proud

And I will not die

Dawg, I give life to those who ain't had it.

Predatory, but my territory is my black skin

I still got niggaz in Florida when i need that rock hard...

You got me phuck babe,

I bet you even flunked main

Talking physics, you ain't live it

I had to figure out how to get around that metal detactor frame

You ain't talking to virgin

You ain't talking to square

You ain't talking to punk

You ain't talking to dumb

You ain't talking to weak

You ain't talking to meek

You TALKING TO ME

I'm the present element that's evolving the streets...

I earned every bar

My scars are stars

I did for y'all

But "y'all" acted like bitches

So I'm here, back on a block

I'm back with a block

Well, 7.5

cut with at least .5

Because you ignorant people

Oh, no, you righteous people

Didn't see me as equal

you like your angels in white

But we don't like white

And regardless to what you taught

We angels do what we want

You humans have limited wills

Us angels kill crackas at will...

 

[mcguyver]

At ease soldier and fall back
I've been deeper in the hoods than cadillacs
whether it be
weed, guns, crack or smack
destroying my home, my people, I want no part of that
The addict
hiding behind a surreal world catalyst
In your world of drugs guns voilence knowledge aint worth shit
1 hour, 2 hour, buzz over back to reality
now its time to pay the rent, the bills, feed, clothe the baby
I aint perfect
Who am I? never been/will be a chemical addict
I am a builder
I am a healer
I am a ruler
I am a leader
I am a destroyer
I am a killer
I am a creater
he made me in his own image
I am a God
If this is true then like me he must be flawed
I too am an addict
addicted to a 9-5
addicted to my car, my home, my kids, my bills, my far from perfect life
To the chemical addicts,the robbers, the killers, gangbangers why complain about someone shooting you when you are stabbing yourself with a knife?

 

[sean69]

Oh, oh, o-o-o-..O really?
Dudes is spittin now all willy nilly?
I aint feelin' none of y'all i'm numb and it's chilly
Silly.
But on the contrilly
Ima bout to street-sweep da Freewayz
And i aint talking 'bout Philly (ya feel me?)

You bitches is wack, i'm naturally black
Fade bitches
Y'all scribblers to get da fluck to da back
Courtesy of a few clips
I alone posses the original Blue Prints
I blew printz with the tip of my pen
I do it now, I did it then
Depend - ing on the theme the flow you already know
Keep barz bent diss-olve y'all niccaz
Like a theta solvent
Fuck all of y'all niccaz
Respect it
I'm liquid, wickid, Like Emmanuel Etto I kick it
Inter Milan
Enter me lawn and get mowed
I chop trespassers up
Cop shellz n clap y'all up
Applaudes
So what, I instigate to exacerbate the thread
Shit it's been dead
You rather we spit haiku instead? (smh)

Y'all rhyming soft like a Peabo Bryson ballad
Just a bunch of letters n shit tossed around
Word salad
And toasted bread
Croûton under pressure fold like futtons
Eat y'all up
I'm a glû-tton
Volcanic flow's hotter than lava
The fluids that navigate my veins it don't matter
I don't even gotta flow deep like a venecava

 

[HW]

Bionic Man tantrum
A-Team hasty
Solving revolver crimes
With Cagney and Lacey
Chrissy tripped Jack
Larry smuggled smack
Heavy hand attached
To Freddie's heart attack

Lucy's larceny just cleared up Fred's debt
Baked apple pies, Aunt Bea ain't home yet
Fake hugs and jives, Warlords on home threat
Get Smart, my phone's set, a lonely war vet
M*A*S*H, no paid cash, we're highly upset

We're All in the Fam,
George Jeff and Bentley
There goes Maude, man
Just acting all friendly
It's a Small Wonder, loving this hunger
Love Boat boards, go send me down under

Send me on the seas, deserted isle, cruise
Coconut boats; the Skipper is on the move
Wake up Cliff, it's Theo takin' food
Claire with her sinister stare, so rude
I Beverly HillBill down to Hollywood
Dynasty unfolds, Airwolfed too soon
Overjoyed for Astro-Boy, anti-climax
And Indiana Jones me for those artifacts

 

[HW]

Oh, oh, o-o-o-..O really?
Dudes is spittin now all willy nilly?
I aint feelin' none of y'all i'm numb and it's chilly
Silly.
But on the contrilly
Ima bout to street-sweep da Freewayz
And i aint talking 'bout Philly (ya feel me?)

You bitches is wack, i'm naturally black
Fade bitches
Y'all scribblers to get da fluck to da back
Courtesy of a few clips
I alone posses the original Blue Prints
I blew printz with the tip of my pen
I do it now, I did it then
Depend - ing on the theme the flow you already know
Keep barz bent diss-olve y'all niccaz
Like a theta solvent
Fuck all of y'all niccaz
Respect it
I'm liquid, wickid, Like Emmanuel Etto I kick it
Inter Milan
Enter me lawn and get mowed
I chop trespassers up
Cop shellz n clap y'all up
Applaudes
So what, I instigate to exacerbate the thread
Shit it's been dead
You rather we spit haiku instead? (smh)

Y'all rhyming soft like a Peabo Bryson ballad
Just a bunch of letters n shit tossed around
Word salad
And toasted bread
Croûton under pressure fold like futtons
Eat y'all up
I'm a glû-tton
Volcanic flow's hotter than lava
The fluids that navigate my veins it don't matter
I don't even gotta flow deep like a venecava

H-dub here, and you speak straight shit
Superman yo'ass, Lex Luther I spit
First and foremost, who the hell says "contrilly"?
Worst, so sore, and cursed with the filthy
Least this youngbuck repped propz to Phil
A-D-E and the rest you can't spell
I smell foul, Daffy Duck, Chicken Delight
Please man, your former vowels jus' hold a plight
Now let's break it down even further
Fur hoodies you wanna rock 'cause it's murder

Now, what the fuck is "fluck"?
Outta luck like lephrachuns
No cereal, Lucky Charms, but then again
Your name is Sean, 68 and I owe you one
I spit for the Father and the Son
Holy Ghost with mimosas
Water into wine
Like rusty hubcaps
Can't hold a shine

Peabo Bryson, I rock like Tyson
Knockin' yo' ass out for high win
Hydraulics, locked the pit, Anaconda
Hi mom, I got the hits, Willie Wonka
'Cause you jus' candy, refused the brandy
On rocks, shocked by my shiny twin glocks
And by that, it means my words
Lyrically, your flow is too dayum absurd
Abstract lettering, I concur
Toasted bread, more like chips from Herr's
Fragile and weak, not confused with Murs
'Cause his "Yesterday" is yours reserved
Set aside your tombstone, y'all niggahs are so prone
Did you listen to what I just heard?

Haiku, yeah man, it's Jap-
Penese, and you out of bounds like ref-
Ferres and this fluid flow got you on
Your knees so bad, so sad that it
Hurts, so please

One last thing, and I'm out like disco
Please Sean, get yo' flow straight, the info
You represented, contended, it's so slow
Come back again with your lastest promo...

 

[owl]

Keep the fire burning
like Jamican celebrations
You can't be mad at the lion
woops the daniel
the OWL still make it do what it do...
but fuck him too

Mac with the quick quips!
ease back mister pm pimp,
let me breath sparks on wax dripped
I rearrange like wave forms
what I got a brain for
if I can't avoid the danger of deranged swarms?


Never forget teammanship

We bring them this
so they bring men hips
more unscreened,"damn she got tits!!"

lol
or what the hell
but more mental exploring as well
what the fuck is S-O-L
without a scientific thread?
sean fall back
do a 69 with a cannibal on crack

interactions start when actions allow entrances
we soft on the ladies, go hard on the gentlemens...

the only game in town can't be misogyny...

 

[mcguyver]

These days I stay on the side lines but I'm still an active destroyer
game's set in motion so I gotta deploy the motars
I gives a fuk about your cancelled TV show prose
you rolled up in this battle an average joe vs pros
You know how this goes. you in the ER succumbed to the blows
He thought he was TUF enough til I eased off the eblbows
switched to throws and choke holds
out the lights goes
rewind to when it all started
this mark barked but his heart wasn't in it
a bitch by any other name is still a bitch
how many times this lame gonna switch names?

 

[HW]

Yeah M-C-G, and the rest is too bland
Hand-outs, welfare lines and contraband
Sellouts feelin' the lies, piranha land
Eatin' yo' shit up faster than light-nand (lightning)
Pronounced quite different, yet it's lifted
Up, so go and grab yo' Starbucks cup
Of coffee, so softly, I reign
Costly, don't force me to bang
M-16, them thrifty, scoped out
H-15, residentally, you pout
Found your address, I see how you stress
Fell apart like some cheap ass shoes from Payless

 

[mcguyver]

WELCOME TO HELL

 

[mcguyver]

Oh, oh, o-o-o-..O really?
Dudes is spittin now all willy nilly?
I aint feelin' none of y'all i'm numb and it's chilly
Silly.
But on the contrilly
Ima bout to street-sweep da Freewayz
And i aint talking 'bout Philly (ya feel me?)

You bitches is wack, i'm naturally black
Fade bitches
Y'all scribblers to get da fluck to da back
Courtesy of a few clips
I alone posses the original Blue Prints
I blew printz with the tip of my pen
I do it now, I did it then
Depend - ing on the theme the flow you already know
Keep barz bent diss-olve y'all niccaz
Like a theta solvent
Fuck all of y'all niccaz
Respect it
I'm liquid, wickid, Like Emmanuel Etto I kick it
Inter Milan
Enter me lawn and get mowed
I chop trespassers up
Cop shellz n clap y'all up
Applaudes
So what, I instigate to exacerbate the thread
Shit it's been dead
You rather we spit haiku instead? (smh)

Y'all rhyming soft like a Peabo Bryson ballad
Just a bunch of letters n shit tossed around
Word salad
And toasted bread
Croûton under pressure fold like futtons
Eat y'all up
I'm a glû-tton
Volcanic flow's hotter than lava
The fluids that navigate my veins it don't matter
I don't even gotta flow deep like a venecava

I had to shine a spotlight on this shit you write
just to see whats your gripe
half was far from tight and the other half was aight
my conclusion...... your bra strap is way too tight
maybe the reason you aint to bright
claiming you a glutton
you about to strave you amongst lions.
it won't take a mayan to see this shit
8 lines in I haven't took the scissors to your shit and you lost by a grip
No more rhymes for you, I would keep a tight lip
sean69 the biggest flame I've ever met
his pic is all over the net
this bitch soft and wet

Fat bitch

 

[mcguyver]

Yeah M-C-G, and the rest is too bland
Hand-outs, welfare lines and contraband
Sellouts feelin' the lies, piranha land
Eatin' yo' shit up faster than light-nand (lightning)
Pronounced quite different, yet it's lifted
Up, so go and grab yo' Starbucks cup
Of coffee, so softly, I reign
Costly, don't force me to bang
M-16, them thrifty, scoped out
H-15, residentally, you pout
Found your address, I see how you stress
Fell apart like some cheap ass shoes from Payless

Yeah M-C-G, and the rest is too bland

Mace, Cinnamon, Ginger damn
you just passed more shit than raisin bran
reporting for duty its the Sargeant of arms
this bitch negro HW is packing guns but he means no harm
so I confiscate his M-16 and put it back in the armory
can't forget about his H-15 heavy artillery
wait aint that a bluetooth ear piece.....You the king of Fail
Ya so called reign about to come to an end
This HW dude is crazy he hangs where the nutz hang
Dick
claiming you eating my shit faster than light-(nand)
well let me pop a squat stance,
roll my eyes back as if I'm in a trance
and pass enough to fill up both your hands

 

[mcguyver]

Keep the fire burning
like Jamican celebrations
You can't be mad at the lion
woops the daniel
the OWL still make it do what it do...
but fuck him too

Mac with the quick quips!
ease back mister pm pimp,
let me breath sparks on wax dripped
I rearrange like wave forms
what I got a brain for
if I can't avoid the danger of deranged swarms?


Never forget teammanship

We bring them this
so they bring men hips
more unscreened,"damn she got tits!!"

lol
or what the hell
but more mental exploring as well
what the fuck is S-O-L
without a scientific thread?
sean fall back
do a 69 with a cannibal on crack

interactions start when actions allow entrances
we soft on the ladies, go hard on the gentlemens...

the only game in town can't be misogyny...

They say death comes in threes
In that case owl, sean69 and HW rip
armed with fortified verses
built like a fortress
words penetrating deeper than an abyss
baptized by hell's misfits
3 motherfuckers gonna make me turn this thread into a crypt
i am raw and extremely explicit
the most prolific writer of the 21st century
you could neva be me
you dolittle like Eddie Murphy.

 

[sean69]

"Your name is Sean, 68 and I owe you one"

You can't be serious ...
Really? You really used that line? Really?

Nah, fuck dat let me address this shit
Dudes rhyme was, meh...
Nope. Not Feelin' it.
He's trying so hard to dissect each bar like a line segment
I'm over here thinking, "da fuck got his moms pregnant?"
Oh well, the bitch didn't abort him, so
Kick back and enjoy the show

*sigh*

You little bitches keep bugging me like bill collectors
But I don't give a "F" like a generous professor
His rhymes are ummmm ... forgettable
Inaudible, inedible
Spit out the vegetables
The handicaps are playing
Can't even remember what he was saying
Something about "superman, mimosas and shinny twin glocks?"
Fuck is this fool yapping about? Hey man, your shit sucks!
You was probably like "yeah, that shit was explosive, I just went in!"
Yeah, ok. Here's a grenade. Hold it, pull it, and throw the pin.

I grin...

When these dimwits say they don't understand what I'm writting
But it sure doesn't seem to stop that bitch nicca from biting
I understand, I know it's frightening
How I organize these fonts
I roasted a dude once who had the IQ of a dunce (do a search bitch)
It's like a retard dribbling, riddling on Ritalin
Saturated his mental state with Methylphenidate
And the idiot still aint dropped one dope rhyme 'til this date
But wait ...

There's more ... (LOL)

 

[sean69]

Like the Mafia and the towers falling
I will never forget
Like fucking a stripper without a condom
You will forever regret
Just so everybody knows
I am the Don, Imus-t, expose you nappy headed hos
No apologies, apostrophes, semi-colons or asterix
I spit ambidextrous hysteric heuristics
I write where I left off, i'm gifted
I know you slow muhfuckas missed it
Anyway, let me get at this nitwit

Devour McGuyver-ronni-and-cheesy verses
Toss in his corny punchlines with some arugula
Dude's checkin' the net for my pics now?
Looks like we got us here a "Man Googler"
OJ SIMPson, Captain PM-pin'
Got outed, lurked for a minute on stealth
Dude, your reputation of both side easily speaks for itself
Lest I elaborate and exacerbate the situation
I'll let you marinate on that shit you ate son

 

[owl]

They say death comes in threes
In that case owl, sean69 and HW rip
armed with fortified verses
built like a fortress
words penetrating deeper than an abyss
baptized by hell's misfits
3 motherfuckers gonna make me turn this thread into a crypt
i am raw and extremely explicit
the most prolific writer of the 21st century
you could neva be me
you dolittle like Eddie Murphy.

POP LOCK AND TWIST YA ARMS OFF BITCH
No, Awards for the charmin roll spit

I Whack fleas, you crap out
I stand front center
you just feeling shitty taking the back route

Let your soul free, swallow ya pride
before the verbs take action
make you lie and say your girlfriend died!


Return of the bipolar, Guy SOLAR
but night creeper
the lines nod heads getting deeper
like dollar rolls of that china glow
or that liquid x...please drain slow...
ear drums beat numb by the pace of the street tops
while the ocular sits on top of the golden plate locked
Mister my words ain't work safe
My thoughts can't be contained by deep space
I'm living on both sides of that coiling wave
I coil and wade
then lie and wait
I suggest you fall and pray
can't you here them calling,"it's all in vain"
bake ya brain and feed it to my ghoulish pack of foolish cats
have ya neighbors tripping...yeah, dude is back...

 

[mcguyver]

Like the Mafia and the towers falling
I will never forget
Like fucking a stripper without a condom
You will forever regret
Just so everybody knows
I am the Don, Imus-t, expose you nappy headed hos
No apologies, apostrophes, semi-colons or asterix
I spit ambidextrous hysteric heuristics
I write where I left off, i'm gifted
I know you slow muhfuckas missed it
Anyway, let me get at this nitwit

Devour McGuyver-ronni-and-cheesy verses
Toss in his corny punchlines with some arugula
Dude's checkin' the net for my pics now?
Looks like we got us here a "Man Googler"
OJ SIMPson, Captain PM-pin'
Got outed, lurked for a minute on stealth
Dude, your reputation of both side easily speaks for itself
Lest I elaborate and exacerbate the situation
I'll let you marinate on that shit you ate son

Ladies and gentlemen
The most prolific writer of the 21st century
Up against the biggest faggot of the 21st century
please excuse the language, this deserves a lil mo gangsta
to annihilate this hata

[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/WLsHP94bvXs&hl=en&fs=1&[/flash]

HATERZ, HATERZ, HATERZ, HATERZ
I'm surrounded by bitch azz niggaz
Everyone give me room room room
I'm bout to send this faggot to his doom doom doom
How the fuk you mention simpin and pimpin in the same sentence
sit back lemme give you some real nigga lessons
what the fuk is simpin if you aint payin
bitch you too busy hatin thats why you aint datin
Too worry bout why I lurkin
Too many bitch made niggas like you gossipin
Too many niggas beyonce-ing
"say my name" "say my name-ing"
all you niggas flamin
Here is some real shit for you to marinate in
what if niggaz on the board really like women
what if the board had more women
would you join the other faggots and start rioting
The reason for me lurkin, is cause the board turned to a dick haven
The reason for you stayin
you built a house on this broke back mountain

HATER HATER HATER HATER HATER

Wait I aint done
this bitch ass nigga still got breath in his lungs
nigga quick to label biters
when he is owl's dick rider
get out your mom's house nigga you aint in diapers
you always around your pops can't pipe her
hey hater you bitch faggots over run the board
I can't stand this shit too many man swords
you hanging around trying to get gored
I'll end my mcguver-ronni verse with these words
I fuk every night while you bout to die of thirst

 

[sean69]

"How the fuk you mention simpin and pimpin in the same sentence"

^^^ FAIL.

 

[mcguyver]

POP LOCK AND TWIST YA ARMS OFF BITCH
No, Awards for the charmin roll spit

I Whack fleas, you crap out
I stand front center
you just feeling shitty taking the back route

Let your soul free, swallow ya pride
before the verbs take action
make you lie and say your girlfriend died!


Return of the bipolar, Guy SOLAR
but night creeper
the lines nod heads getting deeper
like dollar rolls of that china glow
or that liquid x...please drain slow...
ear drums beat numb by the pace of the street tops
while the ocular sits on top of the golden plate locked
Mister my words ain't work safe
My thoughts can't be contained by deep space
I'm living on both sides of that coiling wave
I coil and wade
then lie and wait
I suggest you fall and pray
can't you here them calling,"it's all in vain"
bake ya brain and feed it to my ghoulish pack of foolish cats
have ya neighbors tripping...yeah, dude is back...

My Dawg


Aight check it
I've drawn so much blood in these threads you would swear I was dracula
spit so hot I'm known as he who breathes fire
Got MC's begging me to retire
My avatar is a panther cause I go for the jugular
so smooth nigga i don't glide I hoover
I'm on that level that god's maker calls me brother
I'm bout to call in a favor
ask him who created you so I could slap the shit out that nigga
hot in here aint it thats the heat from a real hot spitta
Your ghoulish cats just catapulted my body count to 6 figgas
got everyone thanking me cause most of em were kevin federline type rappers
Some real wannabe marshall Mathers, nut hugger, type motherfuckers
damn bro you don't know no real brothers?
You can't expect to win this race moving at a snails pace
I think its time you exit the stage
pull a mace and turn to saving grace
before you go out in a blazin haze
and i aint talking bout that shit you smoking

 

[Richard_Fitzwell]

Saw blood drenching the floor, signs of war
So I, blow through doors wit verbal C-4/
Each verb a claymore, watch ya chest on impact
Terminate on wax, through plagues past through tracks/
Rich serve through beats, Roast herbs wit pure heat
Let lyrics flood tha streets like dams after they leak/
Katrina outcome when Fitzwell brainstorms
Fuck skinny jeans and goons, I'm very different from the norm/
Forewarned, touch wit a sense of madness
FBI profilers spend years trying to map this/
You trying to match this, proves you're no maverick
Chaos mixed wit spit, each verse is poor havoc/
And there you have it, if this was ultimate fight
Online you all hype, if you were in a real fight/
Faulty chin like Kimbo Slice, Once tested, you crumble
Wit lines over the top, so the spits royal rumble/

 

[sean69]

My Dawg


Aight check it
I've drawn so much blood in these threads you would swear I was dracula
spit so hot I'm known as he who breathes fire
Got MC's begging me to retire
My avatar is a panther cause I go for the jugular
so smooth nigga i don't glide I hoover
I'm on that level that god's maker calls me brother
I'm bout to call in a favor
ask him who created you so I could slap the shit out that nigga
hot in here aint it thats the heat from a real hot spitta
Your ghoulish cats just catapulted my body count to 6 figgas
got everyone thanking me cause most of em were kevin federline type rappers
Some real wannabe marshall Mathers, nut hugger, type motherfuckers
damn bro you don't know no real brothers?
You can't expect to win this race moving at a snails pace
I think its time you exit the stage
pull a mace and turn to saving grace
before you go out in a blazin haze
and i aint talking bout that shit you smoking

You draw as much blood as an anopheles
You aint Dracula bitch, i'm Mephistopheles
Heave, lungs contract, your chest cavity collapse
From the gravity I pack, I give galaxies dap
Child, you aint breathing shit, just rap
Your avatar's a melanistic pussy cat
Go jugular juggle some nuts, how bout that
Dirt bag
You suck, vacuum cleaners maneuver
This dumbass just said: "I don't glide, I hoover"

Narcotic verses
Move verbs like a controlled substance
Mac, your rhymes lack substance
Not dope, Mac
Not crack, Mac
You're wack, Mac
Get smacked. Mac
On "Principle, Mach" (look it up dummy)
Centrifugal force shifts your inertial frame of reference
Now I got you struggling to keep up with every sentence

Come on son, i'm rhyming on another dimension
A topography without a face
Minkowski ... man, fuck it...
M-Theory 11-dimensional space
You fucking disgrace
I transport metaphors through "complex" ion channels
With words I'm witty
Chaperone this knucklehead like Hsp60 (you don't get it though)
Heat Shock
No recovery, no hysteresis
I have a hysterical history of lyrical hysterectomy
Now watch me surgically cut this bitch

I'm a star young buck, you're just Starbucks
In a lime green Lacoste sweater vest
Sippin' a mocha Latte, gay alligator on your chest
Man, this aint even a contest
You're whip cream topped frothy flow
I'm Dos Equis, "stay thirsty ho"
I spit nasty like a paraplegic eating a Sloppy Joe

And you still wont get it though ...