Lion's Den...The Redemption...

What kinda nigga use blowing a kiss at another dude as a diss....
.....2one3 that dude with the limp wrist
This is my world I big bangged this bitch
Nigga you are on foreign land
You want a battle I'm more explosive than every suicide towel head in the taliban
More followed than the Koran
sicker than the bubonic plague chased with the aids
You on my level would be the end of days
packing razor blades under your tounge and claiming you straight is a fail
Do you also carry vaseline and when shit pops off put your hair in a ponytail
For this gay bashing I'm putting on you I'm gonna brace for the hate mail
FUK a 213 Nigga this is your 2012
Before I pull out the big guns kill yoself




Kill Myself...:lol::lol:

Nigga with words alone I'll kill your health...I move in silence & murder in stealth

I'm the native son posted in a foreign car, coming over your spot..

Cum'ing in your bitches mouth letter her swallow my kids, ensuring my wealth.

I'm so disrespectful, I'll eat the cookies placed in your fuckin cookie jar...

Weak nigga with wack ass hair jokes did YOU REALLY EXPECT to get far??

When I spit I leave niggas with emotional scars, my thoughts are blacker than tar

The original flow czar huffin on a fat Cuban Cigar, calling your mom and sisters over for an all night love bizzare

Ponytail, mail, fail....:smh:

Weak nigga your rhymes are pathetic & basic.

Pussy nigga you couldn't see me in 3D or even after Lasik

When I write I make shapes shift & got the game on lock...Your a literal sick fuck. A broke nigga with VD

Homo thug you really need to hop off my cock before I 2-piece you like White Beard AC Transit Slick & give your ugly mug a facelift.

Nigga I represent the City Of Angels

Which means I'm God's Gift.

Keep poppin off and I'll hang your body from abstract angles.




 
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fuk you 2one3 nigga I can't stand fruit flies
Niggas begging me to cut you slack saying "he mentally slow but at least he tries."
little ego negro with big ass lies
moms a fat bitch with 5ft wide thighs
and pizza pies for eyes
This is sadder than passion of the christ
its gonna take more than white jesus to come save your life
you in this thread getting crucified
this is a bad look for the west side
yall got niggas packing blades under their tongues and coming to gun fights
I bet if I threw a pillow at this nigga he would grab it and bite
You gets no pass cause you didn't know with whom you picked this fight
the light bulb over your head is out let me shed some light
the name is Mcguyver
bow down nigga you in the presence of one of the Lords of the cyphers
rhymes more complicated than alien mathematics
Keeper of all rhyme god's blueprints and schematics
My pen is deadly and swift
style has been called a sacred gift
I spit on your word widgets
How do you expect to fuk with me when you are only but what god created
 
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uhhhh! where you at marathon man
I'm rodney kinging you with your baton
wassup is your pen broken
you gonna come back apoligizing saying you was just jokin
I'm on my course and the throttle's wide open
fuk nigga should have made sure you could swim before you jumped in
I body bitches like you on a daily basis... no reason
killing all bold typing emcees its "bitch hunting season"
fuk a redemption nigga do a thread search for “rhyme war” , "lions den” , “lions den 2”, “lions den the cleansing"
fuk there are about 20 of them
and you’ll see how we the lions do "we ah murdah em", “we ah murdah em”
Owl, sean69, grownazzblakman, Andeyhollawho we the truth
The type of niggas to murder you, come to your funeral and stab anyone for saying anything good about you.
 
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Man, we gotta bring integrity back to the Den
I remember when ...
Gazelles blood spewed from a felt tip pen
I remember when ...
We'd bury a thread just to resurrect it again
Shit, I remember when ...

He disbursed sickening curses
With terse thickening verses
Had hos clutching their purses
Nurses triaging simps
Amidst sniveling wimps
Those bumbling gimps
Rhymed like driveling chimps

When ...

He cremated words like Child's Play
Reactions of disgust and dismay
His rhymes were filthy and mucky
Then he brought it back to life like Chucky
The Alchemist
He condensed gaseous sentences from solid bars
His lyrics were sublime
His litanies transcended time
He drank ether and spat glyme

When ...

He spliced lines with precision
Like molecular scissions
Attempts to transcribe his diction
Resulted in psychotic affliction
And while his victims were tickin' and twitchin'
He scribbled prescriptions

Isoflurane

Relax. No pain.
 
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Slow grinding wheels and block burners...
Seven cats on a corner...
No alarms,
No returners...
Drive slowly
they mind know me
spit crime rhymes with a blind fold on me...

Dip wet like formaldehyde...
they flocking like live stock
where the thugs at now, pop?
you was gutter two post ago
the ghost of poster's past show
you dudes go claustrophobe...
I'm lock and load
I'm drop and roll
I'm two needles in my arms no snorting the hop, yo...

My fault...

Maybe I get a little too deep
I take you to where them bodies buried in the creek
I show you where shells fell every day of the week
I place you on the yard, hope you got balanced feet...

I replay the scene at the point that the brick fell
and the blood dripped and dude temple swells
"infiltration"
Live everyday...don't ask me shyt
I'm trying to write a blog and design the web
but I'm lost in an alley with some kids popping nike reds
I'm working on a degree hoping to remember what my ogs said...
so I can teach statistic five billion to stay out them feds...
 

DEFINE
I heard it thru the grapevine
My poetry is a hate crime
They're debating precedence
And lookin' for evidence
My rhymes are heaven sent
Teleological argument
The ultimate sentience
MEASURE
Just check the texture of my texts
Smooth 'n delicate concepts
Have 'em questioning what's next
ANALYZE
Every line is a cliff hanger
Most def another banger
And i'm banging 'em with anger
IMPROVE
Metaphorical conceit
And these bars don't come cheap
So you'd be stressing in your sleep
CONTROL
I spit circles of infinite radius
"Straight Lines"
Converting atheists
Perfection is my stigma
Zero defects
SIX SIGMA
 
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Explosive
TNT, I bring the muthafuckin' drama
Verbal blunt-force trauma
Don't give a fuck like Big Pharma
Delfect predators with my armor
Like the back of a Stegosaurus
Wordplay confused a thesaurus
Hieroglyphic C'est Magnifique
I'm sort of like Horus
A lyrical Taurus
So obscene
My verses were magically omitted from the Torahs
Hocus-pocus ya'll lack focus
Missing the trees for the forest
Sporangia for the Sorus
Like fungus they abhor us
But WTF can they do for us?
Our catalog is enormous
My Prefrotal Cortex assembles lines like fucking Maquiladoras
My words stimulate pussy lips have bitches cumming in chorus
 
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My words work functions
My work function is negative
Kinetic energy is relative
Black Bodies radiate from the rhymes I’m create
Cowards like valence electrons escape
And I aint even scratching the surface
Yeah, you don’t get it but that’s the fuckin purpose
Don't have to riddle my verses with curses to move cadavers in hearses
Words uglier than chubby Jamaican nurses
Fuck it I'm on lurk-mode for 425 days
See y'all knuckleheads in May
 
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Then call me a hurricane
category 1 billion
I lay waste to chins
disintegrate any style they bring
strangle them with the tail they're chasing
and if I'm surrounded its Law Abiding citizen
The dead has risen just to hear what the fuk MCG is spittin.
Yall should pull up a chair and listen
I gives a fuk about the content of the shit that is written
throw one my way and there'll be an execution
rhymes filled with self gratification and bragging
the skills and will to back it up yall lacking
But steadily critiquing
while visions' are locked on the horizon
as soon as I gets it popping
The feet start shuffling
then all out running
If this is a competition then lets compete
If you have a trick up your sleeve lets see
if you have a deadly sword then please unsheathe
rhymes of mass destruction don't mean nothing if they aint launching
All yall rhymes read is please proceed with caution
I've crossed drawned lines and yet to see anything happen
 
Strapped up in duct tape this is lyrical rape
I’m the reason Darwin separated Humans from Apes
As predicted you're afflicted
I'm the reason you got evicted
From your residence like destitution
You rhyme slower then evolution
Sluggish with your execution
You the solute? I'm dissolution
Got problems? I'm the solution
Nah nucca we aint created equal
Fuck the Constitution
I'm SETI Out-Of-This-World
My Uni-Verse's galactically swirled
You're the contents of what I just hurled
Catch a battery when Ever you're Ready
I scatter like confetti when I wield a machete
You need to STFU already
Lyrical brass
I'm unsurpassed you’re a permanent underclass
I whop your ass while while I’m blazed out puffin grass
Getting lifted like that element with deuce atomic mass
You get raped like statutory
Pissed on and left in the fucking mortuary
Cut off ya head slit open ya gut
Stuff it in it and staple it shut
Now you gotta stomach ya own bullshit
Whut
And i aint even need to take a breather
It’s a wrap like fajitas



Dude, your last rhyme was dope by the way.
 
Damn! i think you found that balance I use to tell you about in your flows. You always liked using the more complicated words in your flows but you sometimes had problems blending them in. Good shit. So far every rhyme you dropped is on point from beginning to end.











BTW: fuk six sigma
 


Where we at?
Where we at?

Gettin live wherever it's at...
2 ONE 3 smooth poised and collected with a pro's flow...iron MIKE on the mic proved to groove with hall of fame elected mc's known to blow it outta frame... And I'm givin you a taste of what the "life's" like...Walking away not feeling quite the same mayne...Shattered glass when the lyricist thrash... Bloodstain on your window pane/ Wavy gives ya neck a slash... I know you're feelin the strain whenever I get up own it..

Non written, spittin with iron lungs that bankrupt funds, turning night into day, forcing nuns to drop their rosaries & bust guns...Total dismay/ I thought I told em 2 ONE 3 don't play! Packin two 8+1s, I'm bigger than the mayor waiting, ready for whatever there's to come/ Hardly ever home but always reppin/ Los Angeles master slayer, more wavy than a wild rapids sailor... The pens my weapon so keep on talkin, but I suggest you get to steppin/ OR I'll really make you muthafuckas see what's good & get stupid mad dumb...Blackout in the booth for days in a continual maze , goin at it until my tongues numb

It ain't where ya at..
It's where you're from...

 
My words is lightening when struck
And I’m frightening you schmucks
Leprechauns fucks are shit outta luck
You must be a south paw
Because that shit you right don’t connect
2-1-3?
Your style is suspect
Lacked substance the last time I checked
I spit encyclicals
Your shit is :yawn: and cyclical
I hit the Pope with a divine trope
He declared my shit was dope
And your stank breath rhymes is all out of Scope
No relevance with over the counter intelligence
In my divine benevolence
I write you a prescription for your corny punchline addiction
 


My words spread & infect

Ripping bodies open like cadavers for cats to inspect

Razor sharp shit...Known to sever heads from necks

Sean you mad I write rhymes & Cash checks...:lol:

My flows travel telepathically...Just to see what your perception be

Son you're a small fish & I'm the Red Sea

That shit you spit has no connection...

69 eh...

I heard you switch teams more than Mike Jacks skin complexion

Ask your girl...My rhymes go harder than a morning erection

I'm immaculate like Christ's conception...Playing with the big boys who ride big toys.

Son...go back to the "Fag Only" Section

 
Lmao

funny shit but I hope you ready for one hell of a fight.



:rolleyes:


"I AINT SCARED OF YOU MUTHAFUCKAS"


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:cool::lol:
 
That garbage was a rebuttal?
The fruity undertones were subtle :smh:
Plus every line was an apology
Check your lyrical histology
Of course your words spread and infect
You obviously got herpes or syphilis, check
Checks?
Only thing you cashin' is a lyrical bashin'
You're a colossal aberration
Barely an optical observation
I'm aligned with the constellations
Embody mathematical equations
Got Von Neumann recalculating

Quibbling nigglet you fiddle with widgets
I fizzle with physics my skill is exquisite
Lyrically blessed every letter's possessed
This is no contest
You're disgracing the West
But shit, I digress
Back to why I'm superior
Fully loaded plush leather interior
Zero to Fuck-You-Up in no seconds
You get one serving, no seconds
Oliver Twist nicca (and you're probably "Faggin")
Hobbit ass nicca (you gets no rings)
Leave a message
Yo bitch is busy right now (you gets no rings)
Charles Barkley ass nucca (you gets no rings)
And I got more than Saturn, Bill collectors and Russell
Because I always stay on my hustle
You're just a square
And I wrecked-angles that you'd never dare
You only try-angles with masculine dames
Plus you roll in a circle of lames
 
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That garbage was a rebuttal?
The fruity undertones were subtle :smh:
Plus every line was an apology
Check your lyrical histology
Of course your words spread and infect
You obviously got herpes or syphilis, check
Checks?
Only thing you cashin' is a lyrical bashin'
You're a colossal aberration
Barely an optical observation
I'm aligned with the constellations
Embody mathematical equations
Got Von Neumann recalculating

Quibbling nigglet you fiddle with widgets
I fizzle with physics my skill is exquisite
Lyrically blessed every letter's possessed
This is no contest
You're disgracing the West
But shit, I digress
Back to why I'm superior
Fully loaded plush leather interior
Zero to Fuck-You-Up in no seconds
You get one serving, no seconds
Oliver Twist nicca (and you're probably "Faggin")
Hobbit ass nicca (you gets no rings)
Leave a message
Yo bitch is busy right now (you gets no rings)
Charles Barkley ass nucca (you gets no rings)
And I got more than Saturn, Bill collectors and Russell
Because I always stay on my hustle
You're just a square
And I wrecked-angles that you'd never dare
You only try-angles with masculine dames
Plus you roll in a circle of lames


Line murder...
like the line of a murder
I'm heard of...
buried in the sands of the hour
I tout big shit,
but not feces bag, unless its powder
how about life now?
how about trying more?
How about I sniff more energy
than I sniff angel's gore...
I'm still intact
will in fact
speed the arrest up on your cardiac...
It's Owl, that hood rat...
I see your heart pacing on peel back
I'm tight like sealed crack
Four fifths of ease, black
Scores of the seas waves being called by moon tracts
I'm open like prostitute pussy on friday
I did the world like a dream,
and gave the world my synopsis of my way
I'm speed like an empty highway
I dived in early
made the strong dare me
while I wrote significance
the gates of heaven ain't more pearly...
 
Since the weak beat feet with lightning speed
I'm here to shit on 2one3's running legacy
A brave soul he pretends to be, but exhibits david blaine tendencies
I clasp my hands and pray to thee. Dear rhyme gods forgive me for being mean
Please cut this faggot's life short if this thread, ever again appears on his screen

:hmm:
 
Since the weak beat feet with lightning speed
I'm here to shit on 2one3's running legacy
A brave soul he pretends to be, but exhibits david blaine tendencies
I clasp my hands and pray to thee. Dear rhyme gods forgive me for being mean
Please cut this faggot's life short if this thread, ever again appears on his screen

:hmm:

:lol::lol:


Son Why you on my dick?

That's not a good look

The last time I checked nigga you were in my PM box askin about my sig chick

Its quite obvious dick riding is your shtick

Do me a favor.

Find a life & get outta mine / I should slap the shit outta you for each 1 of those weak written lines

In crunch-time you're the lame cat riding the pine / Utterly useless never getting any PT just like a 3rd round draft pick.



 


Unlike you Sean, when I write I don't need to edit

My flows are priceless...As if God himself said it, but gave me the credit

Both Lyricism and style deeply embedded within my being

Verbal John Berger with the murder here to physically alter your

"Ways of Seeing"

Check the Aurora bitch nigga I'm beaming

Keep dreaming about precious "rings n things" fuck around & leave with your body steaming after the acid rainfall

Gimme the mic and let me rock it

In on a High Horse is the matter in which I came

Puttin 21 into this pussy nigga 69 with more force than Darnell Dockett breaking bones & knocking joints outta sockets

There's no comparing you & I

You're a lame in this game...Talking about rangs, You deserve to get shot for ya chain like your role model Waka Floka Flame

2 One 3 = 5 star quality

You're more like Karl Kani...This is a mans battlefield so pussy nigga why'd you even give it a try?

Come on mayne...You're doing all that barkin but all I see is G.I. Jane

"You get no rings like an answer machine"

I could give a fuck you dumb truck/ I slice nice with words at you non analytical nerds with more preciseness than a guillotine / Sick and pristine whenever shooting a herb down with a nice clean -16-
 
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Son Why you on my dick?

That's not a good look

The last time I checked nigga you were in my PM box askin about my sig chick

Its quite obvious dick riding is your shtick

Do me a favor.

Find a life & get outta mine / I should slap the shit outta you for each 1 of those weak written lines

In crunch-time you're the lame cat riding the pine / Utterly useless never getting any PT just like a 3rd round draft pick.







Unlike you Sean, when I write I don't need to edit

My flows are priceless...As if God himself said it, but gave me the credit

Both Lyricism and style deeply embedded within my being

Verbal John Berger with the murder here to physically alter your

"Ways of Seeing"

Check the Aurora bitch nigga I'm beaming

Keep dreaming about precious "rings n things" fuck around & leave with your body steaming after the acid rainfall

Gimme the mic and let me rock it

In on a High Horse is the matter in which I came

Puttin 21 into this pussy nigga 69 with more force than Darnell Dockett breaking bones & knocking joints outta sockets

There's no comparing you & I

You're a lame in this game...Talking about rangs, You deserve to get shot for ya chain like your role model Waka Floka Flame

2 One 3 = 5 star quality

You're more like Karl Kani...This is a mans battlefield so pussy nigga why'd you even give it a try?

Come on mayne...You're doing all that barkin but all I see is G.I. Jane

"You get no rings like an answer machine"

I could give a fuck you dumb truck/ I slice nice with words at you non analytical nerds with more preciseness than a guillotine / Sick and pristine whenever shooting a herb down with a nice clean -16-



Snapshot
 
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Unlike you Sean, when I write I don't need to edit

My flows are priceless...As if God himself said it, but gave me the credit

Both Lyricism and style deeply embedded within my being

Verbal John Berger with the murder here to physically alter your

"Ways of Seeing"

Check the Aurora bitch nigga I'm beaming

Keep dreaming about precious "rings n things" fuck around & leave with your body steaming after the acid rainfall

Gimme the mic and let me rock it

In on a High Horse is the matter in which I came

Puttin 21 into this pussy nigga 69 with more force than Darnell Dockett breaking bones & knocking joints outta sockets

There's no comparing you & I

You're a lame in this game...Talking about rangs, You deserve to get shot for ya chain like your role model Waka Floka Flame

2 One 3 = 5 star quality

You're more like Karl Kani...This is a mans battlefield so pussy nigga why'd you even give it a try?

Come on mayne...You're doing all that barkin but all I see is G.I. Jane

"You get no rings like an answer machine"

I could give a fuck you dumb truck/ I slice nice with words at you non analytical nerds with more preciseness than a guillotine / Sick and pristine whenever shooting a herb down with a nice clean -16-


:yawn:

Seriously? You really can't come any better?
Damn son, I can sense the emotions in every letter
Mad at McG 'cuz he called you out playing slick
And now all the sudden you all infatuated with dick :smh:
Nicca your words is as stimulating as a sedative
Plus all but 2 of your rhymes in this thread is edited :lol: (fuckouttahere)
2 One and 3 is equal to 5?
Fok you get your Ph.D. from, DeVry?
Obviously no comparing you and I
I'm a royal banquet, and you're just small fries.
Hop your ass back in the fish bowl youngin you're small fry
Focus your optics on some chopsticks
Then stab yourself in the eye
Preciseness of a guillotine?
You must be smoking them greens
Cuz of y'all lil niccas in skinny genes
Rap's in a critical crisis
But nicest Pisces on these mic devices
Colder than Nordic ices, hotter than Cajun spices
Suffice it to say your rhymes is crap like dices
Did i say dices?
My bad, I meant die
 
:lol::lol:


Son Why you on my dick?

That's not a good look

The last time I checked nigga you were in my PM box askin about my sig chick

Its quite obvious dick riding is your shtick

Do me a favor.

Find a life & get outta mine / I should slap the shit outta you for each 1 of those weak written lines

In crunch-time you're the lame cat riding the pine / Utterly useless never getting any PT just like a 3rd round draft pick.







Unlike you Sean, when I write I don't need to edit

My flows are priceless...As if God himself said it, but gave me the credit

Both Lyricism and style deeply embedded within my being

Verbal John Berger with the murder here to physically alter your

"Ways of Seeing"

Check the Aurora bitch nigga I'm beaming

Keep dreaming about precious "rings n things" fuck around & leave with your body steaming after the acid rainfall

Gimme the mic and let me rock it

In on a High Horse is the matter in which I came

Puttin 21 into this pussy nigga 69 with more force than Darnell Dockett breaking bones & knocking joints outta sockets

There's no comparing you & I

You're a lame in this game...Talking about rangs, You deserve to get shot for ya chain like your role model Waka Floka Flame

2 One 3 = 5 star quality

You're more like Karl Kani...This is a mans battlefield so pussy nigga why'd you even give it a try?

Come on mayne...You're doing all that barkin but all I see is G.I. Jane

"You get no rings like an answer machine"

I could give a fuck you dumb truck/ I slice nice with words at you non analytical nerds with more preciseness than a guillotine / Sick and pristine whenever shooting a herb down with a nice clean -16-



Snapshot


2 one 3 = 5?
2 one 3 = your IQ which is 6
You dumb son of a bitch
Your prose is proof neanderthals still exist
how the fuk PM'ing you about a bitch (BTW THATS A LIE) and you call that riding your dick
But you called it now I gotta point out this stalking shit
5 months you been carrying around that chicks pic
No signs of even a nip slip but I caught the pic with the finger flip
was that cause you told her you even carry her around in your wallet.
negro get a grip
your sig screams "LOOK AT ME, A CHICK ON CAM SAYS SHE LOVES 2ONE3"
"AND ALL I HAD TO DO WAS SEND HER A TENNIS BRACELET, AND 2 60 INCH PLASMA TVS"
"BUT WHEN BGOL SEES MY SIG, I'LL BE THAT NEGRO THEY ENVY"
You pimpin?.......Nigga please
Look here you attention whore,
12 rhymes and you have yet to score
Life imitating art you are an all around zero
I'll turn this thread into a combination of saw 1-6
rainbows crumble when I spit
rainbow coalition that is
I'm here to rid the world of you faggots​
 
wow...he asked...did you get your ph.d from devry...ahahhahahahahahahahahah!!!


Totally been away too long...
 
Mos Definitely like mathematics
Adjustable like CraftMatics
I flip it like acrobatics
1 by 1 the schematics
Got 'em twitching like crack addicts
Damn it's just ridiculous
I’m 2 times sicker than syphilis
3 shots of penicillin no healing the pain you're feeling
Got you gazing at the ceiling
It’s hard to stay alive
After 5 Heart Beats
Oxy-hemoglobin retreats
Blood cells deplete
Platelets get 8
The way I conjugate
Dude was a lightweight
Nowtriskaidekaphobia
Got him looking over your shoulder
Like a mute at a 21 gun
Salute me you can't
Compute me
Sean-6 is stupid sick
With the first 9 of the Fobonacci arithmetic
 
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