Lion's Den The Cleansing

[Red_Munkey]

I don't needa-be-a hot fire spitter
I drool butane
I wake up with my pillow, in a pool of blue flame.
All the sheet covers be puffing more than weed lover's.
These weak busters be on my wood harder than hippie tree huggers.
Cease the petty ruckus
Or we deceasing every sucka
At least deliver a decent seven outta every other
weak effort-ed sixteen, to seek respect from fellow members.

I pop a squat and just sit
In five or ten minutes
I'm dropping apocalypses
on all of you pompous bitches.
Who wanted the business with this
harbinger of death.
You couldn't strum notes from the heart
with guitar strings in your chest.
You're horribly wrong if you think you're a threat.
Much farther than that, you're far from within
the margin or gap used to determine
whose bars are the best; we aren't impressed.

To be brutally honest, you're future's ominous
I'll mute my conscience to move my arms
to beat you with computer monitors;
contin-u-ously causing harm to ya.
with more persistence than recruiters for nudist colonies.
Shoot ya partna's as soon as they move to ride on us.
'Cause we watchin' 'em
with more arms, than 22 tarantulas.
We got a slew of rocket launchers
They're armed and ready to bomb up stuff.

Speaking of, Obama's up, for the next election.
Hire his armed guards and invest in some extra weapons.
Trying to campaign in my race?

...You'll need the best protection.

 

[Andeyhollawho]

No name dropping, then you left it wide open.
I'm gonna insert andeyhyphen.
He had a hell of a curve on his pen
when you came through and started eye gouging.
He went from Onxyfemme aint nothing
to, with her i don't have a problem.
bitchass ninja couldn't score if he was jordan
2 million in his pockets and lana sands on his right hand.
That fool is the softest brand
and his mom is the only woman in the world that thinks he is charmin.

Now how you gonna go n call out Andey

Don't worry Lady S I got 'em
I'm glad that you spot 'em
That nigga long for my dick like the "Precious" called to Gollum
I had no problem with Onyx, read the lines
What I have a problem with is shiftless ass niggas with no spine
Who try to spit these Father MC rhymes
When you Shabba in the flesh
And I bet you ain't got not pussy yet
You got to interpolate some shit that ain't even about me
Into some shit about me?, Man can't you muthafucking see?
I'm really not gonna sit here and call it
Cause all it is, is giving a fifth of Remy to an alcoholic
After they drunk you can't tell them shit
They the shit, and everything anybody try to tell them is some conterfiet
So everybody please look McG, he need the attention
Me, I'm wasting rhymes until someone's in contention
So peace, Arrivederci, I'll holla, fuck your life and
Champion, King, Ruler Exhalted, Who is it?, Andey hyphen


McGuyver's Pic...

 

[sean69]

McGuyver's Pic...

WTF!. Dat shit caught me off guard!

 

[onyxfemme]

OH MY DAYUM!!!! THAT PIC!!!!

Don't worry Lady S I got 'em
I'm glad that you spot 'em
That nigga long for my dick like the "Precious" called to Gollum
I had no problem with Onyx, read the lines
What I have a problem with is shiftless ass niggas with no spine
Who try to spit these Father MC rhymes
When you Shabba in the flesh
And I bet you ain't got not pussy yet
You got to interpolate some shit that ain't even about me
Into some shit about me?, Man can't you muthafucking see?
I'm really not gonna sit here and call it
Cause all it is, is giving a fifth of Remy to an alcoholic
After they drunk you can't tell them shit
They the shit, and everything anybody try to tell them is some conterfiet
So everybody please look McG, he need the attention
Me, I'm wasting rhymes until someone's in contention
So peace, Arrivederci, I'll holla, fuck your life and
Champion, King, Ruler Exhalted, Who is it?, Andey hyphen


McGuyver's Pic...

YOU BETTER GET EM MCGUYVER!!!

 

[mcguyver]

Don't worry Lady S I got 'em
I'm glad that you spot 'em
That nigga long for my dick like the "Precious" called to Gollum
I had no problem with Onyx, read the lines
What I have a problem with is shiftless ass niggas with no spine
Who try to spit these Father MC rhymes
When you Shabba in the flesh
And I bet you ain't got not pussy yet
You got to interpolate some shit that ain't even about me
Into some shit about me?, Man can't you muthafucking see?
I'm really not gonna sit here and call it
Cause all it is, is giving a fifth of Remy to an alcoholic
After they drunk you can't tell them shit
They the shit, and everything anybody try to tell them is some conterfiet
So everybody please look McG, he need the attention
Me, I'm wasting rhymes until someone's in contention
So peace, Arrivederci, I'll holla, fuck your life and
Champion, King, Ruler Exhalted, Who is it?, Andey hyphen

Rhymes Rhymes Rhymes
more unsightly rhymes from a crippled mind
I see your third eye blind
So I throw up a rhyme to emmulate sunshine
I yelled bitch and you came running right on time
stop frontin, you've realized I can crush you at the drop of a dime
with just one line
That entire rhyme screams "deny, deny, deny"
"watch me cover this up with a weak ass lie"
Sad try.
Its there in black and white don't make me hit rewind
Everyone can see you jocking mine
Got called on it,
the faggot in you was exposed so you started riding Onyxfemme's clit
But she a woman so I guess you allergic
cause damn you hopped off real quick
Now I'm slicing and dicing you with the BIC
Ninja you aint 'the shit' you just 'shit'
Running here pumping up your chess who you think you fuckin with?
Andeyhypen that ninja rhyming on luck, yeah you suck
Still mad cause you a pawn who would settle to be a rook
Silly bastid you should be shooting to be a bishop
Thats the closest you gonna be to a king
Damn you checkmate again
you'll never make it cause ya plagued with pipe dreams of being the queen.
Now run along, don't let me keep you from your hand.... I mean denise.

 

[Red_Munkey]

Wow

 

[grownazzblakman]

Andey & Red...

You some 'wild boys'...
correction.. wild boars
roamin' the Outback
ready for stuffin'
so I got some
Prozac and Bufferin
...out back...
to ease ya sufferin'
while you roamim'
these words before
you shout back.

See, this jungle ain't safe...
cuz there's no country for old men.

So I crumble men
into shards & shands
with my bare hands
when the GrownMan
travels distant lands
to shame the 'hyphen'
& tame his 'hypeman'
and straight tackle,
grapple & shackle
this pair of cubs
by their ankles
with my pen

Cuz you 2 be the
kinds of migrants
that get blind-sided
by Rhyme Giants
as they climb the sides
of 'Mount Defiance' with
no hiking guidance
or 'mic license'
so I yell 'Fee! Fie! Foe!'
to keep these vikings silent
and commence to snuffin'
with a verse that's buggin'
worse than a 'baker's dozen'
of whiteboy's who be runnin'
thru the forest with muskets,
plus Thor's axes & mullets
straight huntin' & buckin'
@ Wallace & Grommit
to take skin off ya' pellets
like it was nuffin'
when I spit-up & split-up
both of 'Borat's cousins'
from their thorax
to their gullets
and break their fingers
to make a 'humdinger'
of a sammich outta
cutlets of BOAR ASS
& KNUCKLETS
COVERED WITH
BORAX MUSTARD
like a 'lyrical Manwich'
that's fit to be damaged
by a quick-ass, sick-ass,
half-man, half-savage
who's tall-as-fuck
to these 2 average
MC's stuck in 1 cabbage
like nuts
so I believe I can manage
to beast-off & feast-off
on both of you busters
before you drop to
the canvas covered
with blankets
in the Lion's Den.

-------------------
Nah, nothing personal, fellas.
Just trying to keep this cypher going
Let's go.

BTW, Red... your flows have gotten MUCH better.
Andey... keep pimping!
Cuz Mac is reloading

Peace.

 

[ladyscorpio]

Don't worry Lady S I got 'em
I'm glad that you spot 'em
That nigga long for my dick like the "Precious" called to Gollum
I had no problem with Onyx, read the lines
What I have a problem with is shiftless ass niggas with no spine
Who try to spit these Father MC rhymes
When you Shabba in the flesh
And I bet you ain't got not pussy yet
You got to interpolate some shit that ain't even about me
Into some shit about me?, Man can't you muthafucking see?
I'm really not gonna sit here and call it
Cause all it is, is giving a fifth of Remy to an alcoholic
After they drunk you can't tell them shit
They the shit, and everything anybody try to tell them is some conterfiet
So everybody please look McG, he need the attention
Me, I'm wasting rhymes until someone's in contention
So peace, Arrivederci, I'll holla, fuck your life and
Champion, King, Ruler Exhalted, Who is it?, Andey hyphen


McGuyver's Pic...

​

 

[sean69]

​

LS. Drop a couple verses beh-beh!

 

[ladyscorpio]

LS. Drop a couple verses beh-beh!

Suga I haven't written in a minute ...i am only here to "feed" the lions and lioness....

when you gonna drop again Master 69

 

[sean69]

Suga I haven't written in a minute ...i am only here to "feed" the lions and lioness....

when you gonna drop again Master 69

Soon ...

 

[Red_Munkey]

Andey & Red...

You some 'wild boys'...
correction.. wild boars
roamin' the Outback
ready for stuffin'
so I got some
Prozac and Bufferin
...out back...
to ease ya sufferin'
while you roamim'
these words before
you shout back.

See, this jungle ain't safe...
cuz there's no country for old men.

So I crumble men
into shards & shands
with my bare hands
when the GrownMan
travels distant lands
to shame the 'hyphen'
& tame his 'hypeman'
and straight tackle,
grapple & shackle
this pair of cubs
by their ankles
with my pen

Cuz you 2 be the
kinds of migrants
that get blind-sided
by Rhyme Giants
as they climb the sides
of 'Mount Defiance' with
no hiking guidance
or 'mic license'
so I yell 'Fee! Fie! Foe!'
to keep these vikings silent
and commence to snuffin'
with a verse that's buggin'
worse than a 'baker's dozen'
of whiteboy's who be runnin'
thru the forest with muskets,
plus Thor's axes & mullets
straight huntin' & buckin'
@ Wallace & Grommit
to take skin off ya' pellets
like it was nuffin'
when I spit-up & split-up
both of 'Borat's cousins'
from their thorax
to their gullets
and break their fingers
to make a 'humdinger'
of a sammich outta
cutlets of BOAR ASS
& KNUCKLETS
COVERED WITH
BORAX MUSTARD
like a 'lyrical Manwich'
that's fit to be damaged
by a quick-ass, sick-ass,
half-man, half-savage
who's tall-as-fuck
to these 2 average
MC's stuck in 1 cabbage
like nuts
so I believe I can manage
to beast-off & feast-off
on both of you busters
before you drop to
the canvas covered
with blankets
in the Lion's Den.

-------------------
Nah, nothing personal, fellas.
Just trying to keep this cypher going
Let's go.

BTW, Red... your flows have gotten MUCH better.
Andey... keep pimping!
Cuz Mac is reloading

Peace.

So this Old Black Dude
is back to his old whack tunes



If you're depressed, may I suggest you use some Prozac, too?
Just know you don't have to
take time to read this abuse.
Even a mute would scream to the roof full of snipers to squeeze at this fool.

If I took
my words, a couple pen
strokes at a time
I bet you my rhymes
would look looooooooong as a muthafucka too...
But what's the use, I mean, I know that he's
given his props
It's his life mission, coincidentally, living is not

Get to the top of your game
Grab some binocular frames
Look straight up
squint and see the bottom of my feet.
I really think
I have a problem with my speech
The problem be-ing I con-
jure monsters
when I concoct a mantra in my sleep.
How could you possibly see me?
There's a feat impossible to reach.
It'd be
a lot eas-
ier to find Casper's property
Than it would be for you
to find the rhyme schemes I can drop with ease.

Stop and freeze
I'm getting a cold shiver, oh shit I forgot to cop some Z's.

 

[Andeyhollawho]

Oh it ain't over!

I'm just in and out right now but the blood will continue!

 

[Red_Munkey]

So all these awkward punks
are all washed up?
Forget being homo, y'all just suck.

Not too big on respect, nor is any more given
Forfeiters get hor-rendous, amounts of pure lead
forced in-to their forehead for quitting.
Morticians
saw this and
thought it was the work of marksmen with
a bionically altered sense
of thought, not to mention
a hawk's vision.
For sport, I'm ripping
all the skin from
a sore and then plunging
an enormous, sword from England
in toward your gall and kidneys.
Gory, isn't he?

Lord, he is fre-
quently, disregarding thee.
Beg for your pardon, please
You oughta see
he's far from be-
ing aware of the thoughts he speak.
Normally, I wouldn't be seen forcing these
bars to reach
such a rhythmic course for free.
Oddly enough, every cough that I huff
is more in sync than dishes in need of washing with suds.
Apart from the bludgeoned
saw covered in blood
which had you appauled from the start
of this torture, you couldn't have thought
you'd ever step foot in tomorrow.
I don't, and if I did, I wouldn't feel sorry
for being the one to kill a relic as old as Atari.



Well with that said, let's get the blood flowing...
Before we get to throwing bow's,
I want everyone knowing
everyone ain't heavy enough to go in.
Need at least a pound per letter ratio
Then I become a beast; obese
unleashing sounds, weighted down with crazy flows.
I can indent big steps
in titanium-made ship decks.


Fuck it, I just kid
Come up with some comical
topics to lighten the mood,
like lighting a fuse,
of highly flammable tubes, filled with octane for fuel,
that'll make a blind person squint their eyes in confusion
going, "Whose ripe idea
was it to brighten the room??"
I've been nice since the womb
kindly told me, it's time to get moving.
Don't mind me, it's just that I'm in the mood to
fight a few duels.

 

[grownazzblakman]

So this Old Black Dude
is back to his old whack tunes



If you're depressed, may I suggest you use some Prozac, too?
Just know you don't have to
take time to read this abuse.
Even a mute would scream to the roof full of snipers to squeeze at this fool.

If I took
my words, a couple pen
strokes at a time
I bet you my rhymes
would look looooooooong as a muthafucka too...
But what's the use, I mean, I know that he's
given his props
It's his life mission, coincidentally, living is not

Get to the top of your game
Grab some binocular frames
Look straight up
squint and see the bottom of my feet.
I really think
I have a problem with my speech
The problem be-ing I con-
jure monsters
when I concoct a mantra in my sleep.
How could you possibly see me?
There's a feat impossible to reach.
It'd be
a lot eas-
ier to find Casper's property
Than it would be for you
to find the rhyme schemes I can drop with ease.

Stop and freeze
I'm getting a cold shiver, oh shit I forgot to cop some Z's.

How could I possibly see you?
Sheeitt... there's no need to.
I'll defeat your sequel
without a 'preview'
when I speak thru
this keyboard
and flip the speech
of this pip-squeak
cuz Grown
will chew his 'mantras'
into mincemeat
like a Pantha chewing
on his stanzas
with a blitzkrieg
of TEETH
cuz this Maverick will get
"Answered" when I take
Nowitski from deep
and cross his feet
then smile for the cameras
before I run thru the lane
and drop bars
with impossible aim
like A.I.
at the top of his game
so I
grab some binocular frames
and start watching the flames
shoot out ya' tail
and leave a 'jet trail'
when I put my foot
in the back of ur jeans
and kick off ya'
screenname

He conjures monsters
in his sleep 'easily'

Now I agree....

If you took
your words, a couple pen
strokes at a time
I bet your rhymes
would look looooooooong as a muthafucka too...

but if you shook
all your verbs, and doubled ya' bets...
you still rollin 'snake eyes'
so that trip
back home (after the game)
is looooooooong as a muthafucka too...


-------------------
Gotta go vote...
but I'll be back after 'half-time'

 

[Red_Munkey]

With the motion of a paintbrush
composed from a great lust
of focusing to straight crush
opponents who may want
another hole in their face dug -
My motivation goes way up.

Killing gives a rush
a living image of 'Pac
couldn't instill in Suge.
Still,
being a killer could,
easily be my claim to fame
I'm so dope, Jesus might take my name in vein.
Known for the alarming silence
thats arrives upon his
arrival to snipe his target,
even when all his, fingers have arthritis
He's still gotta tight grip,
collapsing wind pipes, whenever he likes to.
Whenever a life's ruined, he seems quite moody--
on the one hand, he adds another notch to,
his belt to show he's not too
shy to spar with Doctorate's
even if only, a graduate of high school.

But the loss of another living organism
who was born retarded isn't,
granting a feeling of superiority
I can enjoy for slaughtering, this idiot.
This really isn't, what I call winning at all.
Win, lose or draw, I leave pencil's in awe
And I smoke Ace's as soon as they attempt to withdraw.

I'll run past you, and the sheer velocity
will veer your neck five degress
further than the farthest limit,
that it's allowed to reach.
Tell me how's it feel,
to have blood pressure pressing on your neck
harder than trying to swallow a 1,000 pills
all in one* go.
Got* the all-in-one flow, knock it off.
If you sleep on me it's 'cause you eat full bowls of Tylenol.
To avoid me exposing all of y'all
whose bars are far, from being considered up to par.

 

[sean69]

Pluralistic lyricist
Singularity’s a no
Space-time condensates
Big-Bang is my flow
Then
Primordial letters expand
Contract then expand again
Positive my intellect
Like Entropy
Only negative when
External forces impede my Chaos
My light elementals
Hydrogen Helium Lithium
Spittin’ um
My heavy essentials
Silicon Carbon Iron
Galaxy of lyrics flying
Red-Shift battle MC’s
Gravity I exert bends Space-Time
Symphonic overtures resemble my rhyme
Fluid Dynamics,
I flow abstract
Fuck Bernoulli,
That nigga’s a CAC
Non-Newtonian delivery
Ya’ll Thixiotropic whores
Stress versus Strain,
Lyrics curve metaphors
Clot blood, ketchup, paint and custard
Chics dig this intelligent shit
Thighs spread like mustard
Tittys stay jiggly
When they liberate they breasteses
Feed ‘em mad polypeptides
They like, "mmm, sean you're the besteses!" [FONT=&quot]
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[SEXY_SCORPIO]

^^^^^^^

 

[mcguyver]

Pluralistic lyricist
Singularity’s a no
Space-time condensates
Big-Bang is my flow
Then
Primordial letters expand
Contract then expand again
Positive my intellect
Like Entropy
Only negative when
External forces impede my Chaos
My light elementals
Hydrogen Helium Lithium
Spittin’ um
My heavy essentials
Silicon Carbon Iron
Galaxy of lyrics flying
Red-Shift battle MC’s
Gravity I exert bends Space-Time
Symphonic overtures resemble my rhyme
Fluid Dynamics,
I flow abstract
Fuck Bernoulli,
That nigga’s a CAC
Non-Newtonian delivery
Ya’ll Thixiotropic whores
Stress versus Strain,
Lyrics curve metaphors
Clot blood, ketchup, paint and custard
Chics dig this intelligent shit
Thighs spread like mustard
Tittys stay jiggly
When they liberate they breasteses
Feed ‘em mad polypeptides
They like, "mmm, sean you're the besteses!" [FONT=&quot]
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WTF????


I'm shooting holes in your theory
by the end of this rhyme you will fear me
I know I know you've exhausted all your energy
combing the dictionary
to find words
to support that absurd blur
of a rhyme,
but watch me annihilate it at the drop of a dyme
Sit in that corner and relax
I'm bringing your crown.....its really a dunce cap
Fuck you r big bang listen to the bell ring
signifying professor Mcguyver's class is about to begin
chaos really defines your flow, yes the whole fucking thing.
Big bang is my fist with a singular punch hitting your chin
Damn bro did the lights go dim?
Ninja you against a motherfucker thats above the rim
while you can barely make out the bottom of my timbs
Popping vitamins sucking on helium
You still couldn't make it if I strapped a pie to the ceiling.
How the fuck you gonna get 400lbs off the ground? Ninja you dreaming.
I spit hotta than a suppa nova
You could barely match the heat of a flame thrower
a gravitational pull that traps dull wannabe stars like you every hour
use galactic radiation for a shower
Solar flares are actually a sun's tears
when it hears
Mcguyver is about to make an appearance
Now fuck around 'n' run, watch me use my event horizon.

 

[shanebp1978]

Heard there was much big talk, carry big stick walk
Yeah right
Perhaps they for-caught
Detective Dexter Shane's chalk
How I first use Surveillance then outline the bodies
No death by shotty
Deceased by tongue, leave necks wrung
I'm the 8 point sun who has son's done
I been since won
Why ain't your mouth just mum???

*Sigh*

I see Andy's suddenly all hard
but spitten lyrics str8 fraud
A small kitten trying to smack with his disabled paw
Sarah Palin plus three flaws
I'm startin shit no cause
before he responds I guarantee He'll pause
This the lion's den, no laws
have him jaw going through the movie saw

Challengers Listen closely
Shane leaves battlefields full of slain mostly
Under Nas and Kool G rap I was trained to toast thee
No double tap I aim straight for brain
blow you out your molecular structures frame, the 2009 Hannibal Barca untamed
Mcees get maimed for fame
momma never show, bodies unclaimed

Ya'll the essence of uncompromising mediocrity
While I repel from my mind the spirit of Socrates
Rappers like this, I'ma always be mocking these
While you admit to weak shocking pleas

So remember, if you checken for trends, check what I'm in when I'm checkin a chin
I got a short bad chic I'm all in
maybe a harem of chocolate Pumas to bend
used to have a Jewish Suga momma to lend, Plus Ari Gold as a friend
Casual dress or TIMS
BET ON SHANE TO WIN





Az - The Come Up
[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/YIhxgeki3BQ&hl=en&fs=1[/flash]

 

[sean69]

WTF????


I'm shooting holes in your theory
by the end of this rhyme you will fear me
I know I know you've exhausted all your energy
combing the dictionary
to find words
to support that absurd blur
of a rhyme,
but watch me annihilate it at the drop of a dyme
Sit in that corner and relax
I'm bringing your crown.....its really a dunce cap
Fuck you r big bang listen to the bell ring
signifying professor Mcguyver's class is about to begin
chaos really defines your flow, yes the whole fucking thing.
Big bang is my fist with a singular punch hitting your chin
Damn bro did the lights go dim?
Ninja you against a motherfucker thats above the rim
while you can barely make out the bottom of my timbs
Popping vitamins sucking on helium
You still couldn't make it if I strapped a pie to the ceiling.
How the fuck you gonna get 400lbs off the ground? Ninja you dreaming.
I spit hotta than a suppa nova
You could barely match the heat of a flame thrower
a gravitational pull that traps dull wannabe stars like you every hour
use galactic radiation for a shower
Solar flares are actually a sun's tears
when it hears
Mcguyver is about to make an appearance
Now fuck around 'n' run, watch me use my event horizon.

My lyrical composition leave niggas like WTF?
It's expected
Esoteric shit got dis muhfuka's trachea shtuck
He's gaspin for air
But oxygen's no longer option
Put ur bastard ass up for adoption
You got murdered before you were born
Rhymes aborted, verses forlorn
Your attempt to decipher is foolish
I flow in Hilbert Space
My delivery is ghoulish
Leave you in a desolate place
Like catacombs where they lay Pharoahs
Bone dry lyrics
Caked up bone marrow
I freeze the core when I spit on the sun
Condense the corona
I'm the magnificent one
I juggle metaphors in scores
Assimilate similes with agility
Solvate soliloquies
Fluid tranquility
You ain responding to no stimuli
Your attempt to clone my style is silly to me
Professor McGuyver?
You purchase your PhD with cash or a check?
Maybe you graduated from East Donkey Tech.
Your credentials is suspect
Similar to your gender
What box u check, Male of Female?
Nigga what's your agenda?
Man, this nigga's a pretender
I'm tired of punching these keys
Pierce ya neck with multiple needles
Acupuncture the cap of your knees
Inject some substance in your cerebral
Decipher my intelligent rhymes? Please.

 

[GET YOU HOT]

Tight thread, I can tread, like water, reading up on your words, this lyrical slaughter. Why this one was dead, I did bump it, like an IPOD, replay of your favorite song, a #1 hit...

Here we are, having elected, a black man as President, an unprecidented election, outcome, we won, pause now, for there is more to come, brace yourself for the race card will be drawn. Stay alert and prepared, there is more assholes, not just the pair, who planned to assasinate, the great Obama. Lend an ear or recite your mama's words, when she told you from a young age, child don't fight, don't hit first, but, if they deserve it, pound em' to a pulp. In Martin's memory, we embrace nonviolence, of course. My eyes have seen the glory and the hate, projected by the speaker shadowing his audience in all the debates, the glory of the populous, the greatness, when we lay in wait. Grace is abound, the day is near, we must all be precident in nature, for the success of OUR President Barack Obama, is near...

 

[mcguyver]

My lyrical composition leave niggas like WTF?
It's expected
Esoteric shit got dis muhfuka's trachea shtuck
He's gaspin for air
But oxygen's no longer option
Put ur bastard ass up for adoption
You got murdered before you were born
Rhymes aborted, verses forlorn
Your attempt to decipher is foolish
I flow in Hilbert Space
My delivery is ghoulish
Leave you in a desolate place
Like catacombs where they lay Pharoahs
Bone dry lyrics
Caked up bone marrow
I freeze the core when I spit on the sun
Condense the corona
I'm the magnificent one
I juggle metaphors in scores
Assimilate similes with agility
Solvate soliloquies
Fluid tranquility
You ain responding to no stimuli
Your attempt to clone my style is silly to me
Professor McGuyver?
You purchase your PhD with cash or a check?
Maybe you graduated from East Donkey Tech.
Your credentials is suspect
Similar to your gender
What box u check, Male of Female?
Nigga what's your agenda?
Man, this nigga's a pretender
I'm tired of punching these keys
Pierce ya neck with multiple needles
Acupuncture the cap of your knees
Inject some substance in your cerebral
Decipher my intelligent rhymes? Please.

Decipher your intelligent rhymes........hhhmmmmm
Oh, I see there is a message hidden between the lines
It says "sean69 is the weakest of all times."
What else would a clown do with metaphors? juggle of course.
Metaphors seep from my pores
you fucking with me is like trying to catch jaws with dental floss.
big claims of being a lyricist when you a food specialist
your pedigree is poodle I laugh at your viciousness
The mathematics I spit is so complex
you would swear my brain was the size of a T-Rex
a daily chore making quantum physics look like a concept
Why the fuck you think my code name is mechanic
get it? Quantum......mechanic?
you stupid lets move on,fuck it
here's my Psychosis
pretend your writing is eating that should help you focus
use less complicated words ninja you need more
pratice
Your punch lines are way off target I got a track list
fired 10 punchlines and none of them hit.
using complicated words to hide your lack of talent
only turns your rhymes into a backfiring cannon
making you look mad dumb
one more weak rhyme from you sean69
and I'm gonna rupture your molecular structure

 

[sean69]

Decipher your intelligent rhymes........hhhmmmmm
Oh, I see there is a message hidden between the lines
It says "sean69 is the weakest of all times."
What else would a clown do with metaphors? juggle of course.
Metaphors seep from my pores
you fucking with me is like trying to catch jaws with dental floss.
big claims of being a lyricist when you a food specialist
your pedigree is poodle I laugh at your viciousness
The mathematics I spit is so complex
you would swear my brain was the size of a T-Rex
a daily chore making quantum physics look like a concept
Why the fuck you think my code name is mechanic
get it? Quantum......mechanic?
you stupid lets move on,fuck it
here's my Psychosis
pretend your writing is eating that should help you focus
use less complicated words ninja you need more
pratice
Your punch lines are way off target I got a track list
fired 10 punchlines and none of them hit.
using complicated words to hide your lack of talent
only turns your rhymes into a backfiring cannon
making you look mad dumb
one more weak rhyme from you sean69
and I'm gonna rupture your molecular structure

Ok students, get out your Thesarus, Dictionaries and
go to www.google.com ...


Nigga said: "get it? ... Quantum ... Mechanic"
Was that shit s'posed to be slick?
Let's poll the audience McGuyver
Let's see what they've got to say

I hear crickets ...
Tumble weed ...
Next thing you know ...
Niggas like ...

"Gay!" "Geigh!!" "Gae!!!"

Attempts to locate state of motion
And exact position at the same time
Even Heisenberg's Uncertainty
Aint fucking with this nigga's rhyme
Every event, present, future, past
I seen em
I'm Laplace's Demon
Standard model of particle physics
Yeah, my metaphors connect
You spit garbage and stupid lyrics
While my concepts dissect
You Loop bullshit with wack verses
Bars is clumsy like fat nurses
Bitch slap yo ass till you see three of me
In compact-dimensions, I String Theories (look it up nigga!)
I Guage-Bosons you fucking Moron
I shit Leptons, stupid Leprechaun
Damn, this nigga is sick!
I get Hardons and squirt on tittys
When bitches suck my dick
Spit Quarks at quacks
"Bundle" Gluons in "Stacks"
Fuckouttahere Mac

Must got a case of severe neurosis
Dude said "here's my Psychosis"
That's another Epic Fail
Courtesy of Dan "McGuyver" Quayle
Psychosis = "out of touch with reality"
Like Wave-Particle hallucinations
Male-Male Duality
Yep, I see your fascination
Keep it simple, before I Occam's Razor ya neck
We call that a Double Slit Experiment, check
Nigga, I don't even got to study this
I can do it in my sleep
Roll up some paper insert Canibis
Fuck it , I aint gettin' that deep ...

 

[mcguyver]

Ok students, get out your Thesarus, Dictionaries and
go to www.google.com ...


Nigga said: "get it? ... Quantum ... Mechanic"
Was that shit s'posed to be slick?
Let's poll the audience McGuyver
Let's see what they've got to say

I hear crickets ...
Tumble weed ...
Next thing you know ...
Niggas like ...

"Gay!" "Geigh!!" "Gae!!!"

Attempts to locate state of motion
And exact position at the same time
Even Heisenberg's Uncertainty
Aint fucking with this nigga's rhyme
Every event, present, future, past
I seen em
I'm Laplace's Demon
Standard model of particle physics
Yeah, my metaphors connect
You spit garbage and stupid lyrics
While my concepts dissect
You Loop bullshit with wack verses
Bars is clumsy like fat nurses
Bitch slap yo ass till you see three of me
In compact-dimensions, I String Theories (look it up nigga!)
I Guage-Bosons you fucking Moron
I shit Leptons, stupid Leprechaun
Damn, this nigga is sick!
I get Hardons and spit on tittys
When bitches suck my dick
Spit Quarks at quacks
"Bundle" Gluons in "Stacks"
Fuckouttahere Mac

Must got a case of severe neurosis
Dude said "here's my Psychosis"
That's another Epic Fail
Courtesy of Dan "McGuyver" Quayle
Psychosis = "out of touch with reality"
Like Wave-Particle hallucinations
Male-Male Duality
Yep, I see your fascination
Keep it simple, before I Occam's Razor ya neck
We call that a Double Slit Experiment, check
Nigga, I don't even got to study this
I can do it in my sleep
Roll up some paper insert Canibis
Fuck it , I aint gettin' that deep ...

Yeah you stupid
my misplaced use of psychosis
was a stab at you trying to use complex words like trachea and esoteric
ninja please explain to me
what does a secret word/s have to do with being able to breathe?
you got google and dictionary.com at your finger tips stay in your league.
The last uppercut got you claming you string theories
Yeah I looked it up, it means all your best guesses are connected
stay on the bench kid you up against a first round draft pick
naw you wrong you don't shit you spit leptons
the results of weak interactions
of that shit stain you have for a brain
Your style is so google thin
lets not for get your bosons
Yaawn
like your rhyme on record......zero spins
Your punch lines........zero wins
That chip on your shoulder I buried in your chin
Somebody notify this ninja's next of kin
yeah I know I already buried him
I just want them to join him and end the bloodline of boredom.

 

[sean69]

Yeah you stupid
my misplaced use of psychosis
was a stab at you trying to use complex words like trachea and esoteric
ninja please explain to me
what does a secret word/s have to do with being able to breathe?
you got google and dictionary.com at your finger tips stay in your league.
The last uppercut got you claming you string theories
Yeah I looked it up, it means all your best guesses are connected
stay on the bench kid you up against a first round draft pick
naw you wrong you don't shit you spit leptons
the results of weak interactions
of that shit stain you have for a brain
Your style is so google thin
lets not for get your bosons
Yaawn
like your rhyme on record......zero spins
Your punch lines........zero wins
That chip on your shoulder I buried in your chin
Somebody notify this ninja's next of kin
yeah I know I already buried him
I just want them to join him and end the bloodline of boredom.

Nice try nicca
You said, and I quote:
"Here is MY psychosis"
Now you trying to cover your fuck-up
Perhaps you meant to say "Diagnosis?"
Your reading shit upside down?
My verses too complex to put in context?
Now you need to break it down?
Nigga Trachea is the wind-pipe
That's 6th grade Biology ... funny
Esoteric means non-generic
Not "secret words" you stupid dummy
"Your style is google thin, let's not forget your bososns?"
Fuck does that even mean?
Bosons are FORCE-carrier particles
Google's a search engine for articles
Nigga, your metaphors are useless
Like phat tittys on a nun
Your flow is ass
Your word-play ... pass
I spit polymeric sentences
While you cough up gas
Fuck punch-lines
My lines cut the y-axis
Intercept your mic
Cartesian tactics
Hamiltonian acrobatics
Back-flip through a Matrix
Make tricks Matriculate
Bitch
Don't get put on the list.

 

[mcguyver]

Nice try nicca
You said, and I quote:
"Here is MY psychosis"
Now you trying to cover your fuck-up
Perhaps you meant to say "Diagnosis?"
Your reading shit upside down?
My verses too complex to put in context?
Now you need to break it down?
Nigga Trachea is the wind-pipe
That's 6th grade Biology ... funny
Esoteric means non-generic
Not "secret words" you stupid dummy
"Your style is google thin, let's not forget your bososns?"
Fuck does that even mean?
Bosons are FORCE-carrier particles
Google's a search engine for articles
Nigga, your metaphors are useless
Like phat tittys on a nun
Your flow is ass
Your word-play ... pass
I spit polymeric sentences
While you cough up gas
Fuck punch-lines
My lines cut the y-axis
Intercept your mic
Cartesian tactics
Hamiltonian acrobatics
Back-flip through a Matrix
Make tricks Matriculate
Bitch
Don't get put on the list.

Class is over ninja you failed
all that whining and bitching i'm not gonna change the grade
but I will point out where you mind move like a snail
#1 lines are separated for a reason
when you quote 'em, don't join 'em to change the meaning
#2 If you don't get the punch line move on
this doesn't mean its wrong
it could mean you can't see pass the fact your bell got rung.
#3 I reject your word play
your attempt to look intelligent is badly frayed
you should stick to lying about how you get laid
here lemme point out another line where you you should of bailed
bosons are not forced particles
They are any class of particles with zero spin
Hence my line "Your rhyme on record.....zero spins"

Whatever google you are using is wack
by any chance are you using a mac
a world of incompatibility your words are trapped
none of the words you use fit
every rhyme you write is a reject
I almost passed the line about the nun with phat tits being useless
thats gotta be the worst diss
Naw its a toss up between Y-axis
against me you statistically challenged
every one of your lines is a ramble
you aint equipped have you ever seen a blind man at a poker table
your rhymes couldn't hit if they were equipped with infrared lasers
Losing must be your major
schools over don't waste your time trying the summer
I've got a feeling you'll be just dumber

 

[sean69]

Class is over ninja you failed
all that whining and bitching i'm not gonna change the grade
but I will point out where you mind move like a snail
#1 lines are separated for a reason
when you quote 'em, don't join 'em to change the meaning
#2 If you don't get the punch line move on
this doesn't mean its wrong
it could mean you can't see pass the fact your bell got rung.
#3 I reject your word play
your attempt to look intelligent is badly frayed
you should stick to lying about how you get laid
here lemme point out another line where you you should of bailed
bosons are not forced particles
They are any class of particles with zero spin
Hence my line "Your rhyme on record.....zero spins"

Whatever google you are using is wack
by any chance are you using a mac
a world of incompatibility your words are trapped
none of the words you use fit
every rhyme you write is a reject
I almost passed the line about the nun with phat tits being useless
thats gotta be the worst diss
Naw its a toss up between Y-axis
against me you statistically challenged
every one of your lines is a ramble
you aint equipped have you ever seen a blind man at a poker table
your rhymes couldn't hit if they were equipped with infrared lasers
Losing must be your major
schools over don't waste your time trying the summer
I've got a feeling you'll be just dumber

This nigga said Boson's aint force-carriers ...


You can lip-stick on a pig, but it's still a swine
Keep digging a deeper hole with every FAILed line
Ight, let me tell ya'll why this nigga is dumb
This idiot typed in B.o.s.o.n.s and Googled that shit
But his dumb-ass was too stupid to check the first hit
"Force-carrier" particles nit-wit
In paragraph one dip-shit!
This fool like "Records ... Zero ... Spin!" ...
Awww shit, I'm gettin' in
It's like 12 of them shits
Guess which one's got zero-spin?
Now, STFU nigga! and keep it moving
Besides i said I "Guage" Bosons
Meaning I "Check" Force Interactions
But fuck the distraction
I spit phrases that'll amaze ya
Hold up. Da fuck this nigga just type??
I know he aint say "Infra-red Laser"

What the ...





you know what. I'm done.

 

[mcguyver]

This nigga said Boson's aint force-carriers ...


You can lip-stick on a pig, but it's still a swine
Keep digging a deeper hole with every FAILed line
Ight, let me tell ya'll why this nigga is dumb
This idiot typed in B.o.s.o.n.s and Googled that shit
But his dumb-ass was too stupid to check the first hit
"Force-carrier" particles nit-wit
In paragraph one dip-shit!
This fool like "Records ... Zero ... Spin!" ...
Awww shit, I'm gettin' in
It's like 12 of them shits
Guess which one's got zero-spin?
Now, STFU nigga! and keep it moving
Besides i said I "Guage" Bosons
Meaning I "Check" Force Interactions
But fuck the distraction
I spit phrases that'll amaze ya
Hold up. Da fuck this nigga just type??
I know he aint say "Infra-red Laser"

What the ...





you know what. I'm done.

Do I hear retraction retraction
You made a major infraction
Its google you been asking,
"what should I write next?"
"what crazy ass word should I use outta context?"
your whole style I dissect
You aint moist ninja you motherfucking wet
Thats right my infrared laser is pointed at your neck http://www.btitactical.com/suinlasil.html
Go ahead hit the deck,
run for cover
it won't help ya I'm firing the rocket launcher.
the bullshit seeking missles are locked on ya
bitch you are a goner
Here lies sean69 bitch with the heart of a warrior
buried six feet deep covered by flowers and No one's sorrows.
Back to the drawing board ninja come back with a new plan tomorrow
for now run and cower.

 

[sean69]

Do I hear retraction retraction
You made a major infraction
Its google you been asking,
"what should I write next?"
"what crazy ass word should I use outta context?"
your whole style I dissect
You aint moist ninja you motherfucking wet
Thats right my infrared laser is pointed at your neck http://www.btitactical.com/suinlasil.html
Go ahead hit the deck,
run for cover
it won't help ya I'm firing the rocket launcher.
the bullshit seeking missles are locked on ya
bitch you are a goner
Here lies sean69 bitch with the heart of a warrior
buried six feet deep covered by flowers and No one's sorrows.
Back to the drawing board ninja come back with a new plan tomorrow
for now run and cower.

Ight Mac. You got me there.

Far IR lasers must be fairly new novel technology because you can't cohere typical IR light due to its wave-length.
But I know your ass prolly meant typical IR guided night-vision scopes. Don't lie nigga!

Anyway, you're Boson staement is still a FAIL.
Don't argue it.

Good battle though.

 

[mcguyver]

Ight Mac. You got me there.

Far IR lasers must be fairly new novel technology because you can't cohere typical IR light due to its wave-length.
But I know your ass prolly meant typical IR guided night-vision scopes. Don't lie nigga!

Anyway, you're Boson staement is still a FAIL.
Don't argue it.

Good battle though.

You aint done look at it as pratice.

 

[mcguyver]

Tight thread, I can tread, like water, reading up on your words, this lyrical slaughter. Why this one was dead, I did bump it, like an IPOD, replay of your favorite song, a #1 hit...

Here we are, having elected, a black man as President, an unprecidented election, outcome, we won, pause now, for there is more to come, brace yourself for the race card will be drawn. Stay alert and prepared, there is more assholes, not just the pair, who planned to assasinate, the great Obama. Lend an ear or recite your mama's words, when she told you from a young age, child don't fight, don't hit first, but, if they deserve it, pound em' to a pulp. In Martin's memory, we embrace nonviolence, of course. My eyes have seen the glory and the hate, projected by the speaker shadowing his audience in all the debates, the glory of the populous, the greatness, when we lay in wait. Grace is abound, the day is near, we must all be precident in nature, for the success of OUR President Barack Obama, is near...

This moment is sooo profound
but a revelation came to me this world is really white 'n' black, well, brown.
For so long we've been screaming we are a people proud and strong
while they treat us like trespassers on their sacred ground
Is this election an admition, or symbolism that racism is wrong?
Or was it because we would've been deeper in their asses than a thong.
My celebration lasted 24hours
because I am well aware we still walk among cowards
who claim our will is theirs and not ours
but within us lie the hearts of warriors
I guarantee what is taken today we will take back tomorrow
My doubts are drowned in a sea of hope
as or Head Brother In Charge walks a tight rope
We must stand together and give him all our support
For November 4th 2008 was not only a major cleared hurdle
but the day we fucked the system and lets pray it was fertile. In other words Obama shouldn't be the first and last black president.
Lets turn the white house into a brown house african Americans permanent residence.

 

[grownazzblakman]

With the motion of a paintbrush
composed from a great lust
of focusing to straight crush
opponents who may want
another hole in their face dug -
My motivation goes way up.

Killing gives a rush
a living image of 'Pac
couldn't instill in Suge.
Still,
being a killer could,
easily be my claim to fame
I'm so dope, Jesus might take my name in vein.
Known for the alarming silence
thats arrives upon his
arrival to snipe his target,
even when all his, fingers have arthritis
He's still gotta tight grip,
collapsing wind pipes, whenever he likes to.
Whenever a life's ruined, he seems quite moody--
on the one hand, he adds another notch to,
his belt to show he's not too
shy to spar with Doctorate's
even if only, a graduate of high school.

But the loss of another living organism
who was born retarded isn't,
granting a feeling of superiority
I can enjoy for slaughtering, this idiot.
This really isn't, what I call winning at all.
Win, lose or draw, I leave pencil's in awe
And I smoke Ace's as soon as they attempt to withdraw.

I'll run past you, and the sheer velocity
will veer your neck five degress
further than the farthest limit,
that it's allowed to reach.
Tell me how's it feel,
to have blood pressure pressing on your neck
harder than trying to swallow a 1,000 pills
all in one* go.
Got* the all-in-one flow, knock it off.
If you sleep on me it's 'cause you eat full bowls of Tylenol.
To avoid me exposing all of y'all
whose bars are far, from being considered up to par.

[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/YIhxgeki3BQ&hl=en&fs=1[/flash]

Gimme the countdown...
Before we 'go in'

[**Dj Scratches**]

Uh-huh.... Ok.

You know the Come Up...
Stats get brung-up
so tabs get 'rung-up'
soon as I run-up
and let my enemies know
over a Henessey flow
I'll close ya' bars & ideas
like Andy Garcia
cuz Grown is 'Agent Stone'
to these Untouchable ghosts
who be checkin pedigrees
while I'm wrecking their energy
with 'mic psychology'
mixed with AZ's philosophy
to change the ecology
of their whole etymology

So if this is 'mediocrity'...
then drop a penalty,
and March it back a few yards

Cuz In November....
I'ma drop a few bars
of soul like De La...
when 'The Stakes is High"
and rain on your parade
from April thru July...
before 'Mr. October' takes over
with a flow like 'watersports'
but I'm just out for a jog
around a track from the Mods : cool:

The 'Link Hayes' of clichés
when I'm locking these bars
around ya' Squad with no prob-lem
before I rush August with Wilson's pen
to keep September "Fenced" in
like a mexican and his next of kin
then in December....
Put January on notice
that his February is hopeless
in the cell next to them.

You know the saga...
I'll bring a 'full season' of drama
like a Brian DePalma
who will palm a marker
and infiltrate ya' parlor
cuz I'ma... Rotweilla
that's off-the-colla
so while you checking
alma-maters...
bet the bullish Brahma
pulls out a FIST
the size of of a HONDA,
& KNOCKS this Roger
right outta his Dockers
n- drops all the commas
that precede ya' degrees, potna.

So when this episode
comes to an end...
Sean Connery prolly be
asking ME about the
who? what? and when?

[CUT THE BEAT OFF ]

SC: What's Happening, Cap'n?
ME: I captured a Herb
SC: While practicing verbs?
ME: He got on my nerves...
SC: That's absurd.
ME: So I gave him a headfull of clever words.
SC: Right in his temple?
ME: Go ask his girl....
SC: Who? 'Big Shirley' Hemphill?
ME: Yeah, she'll give ya' the Re-Run if he's done.
SC: OK, I'll bring my bagpipes and a mic..
ME: Plus some snacks and a Sprite.
SC: If she acts right.
ME: Laterz

 

[mcguyver]

[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/YIhxgeki3BQ&hl=en&fs=1[/flash]

Gimme the countdown...
Before we 'go in'

[**Dj Scratches**]

Uh-huh.... Ok.

You know the Come Up...
Stats get brung-up
so tabs get 'rung-up'
soon as I run-up
and let my enemies know
over a Henessey flow
I'll close ya' bars & ideas
like Andy Garcia
cuz Grown is 'Agent Stone'
to these Untouchable ghosts
who be checkin pedigrees
while I'm wrecking their energy
with 'mic psychology'
mixed with AZ's philosophy
to change the ecology
of their whole etymology

So if this is 'mediocrity'...
then drop a penalty,
and March it back a few yards

Cuz In November....
I'ma drop a few bars
of soul like De La...
when 'The Stakes is High"
and rain on your parade
from April thru July...
before 'Mr. October' takes over
with a flow like 'watersports'
but I'm just out for a jog
around a track from the Mods : cool:

The 'Link Hayes' of clichés
when I'm locking these bars
around ya' Squad with no prob-lem
before I rush August with Wilson's pen
to keep September "Fenced" in
like a mexican and his next of kin
then in December....
Put January on notice
that his February is hopeless
in the cell next to them.

You know the saga...
I'll bring a 'full season' of drama
like a Brian DePalma
who will palm a marker
and infiltrate ya' parlor
cuz I'ma... Rotweilla
that's off-the-colla
so while you checking
alma-maters...
bet the bullish Brahma
pulls out a FIST
the size of of a HONDA,
& KNOCKS this Roger
right outta his Dockers
n- drops all the commas
that precede ya' degrees, potna.

So when this episode
comes to an end...
Sean Connery prolly be
asking ME about the
who? what? and when?

[CUT THE BEAT OFF ]

SC: What's Happening, Cap'n?
ME: I captured a Herb
SC: While practicing verbs?
ME: He got on my nerves...
SC: That's absurd.
ME: So I gave him a headfull of clever words.
SC: Right in his temple?
ME: Go ask his girl....
SC: Who? 'Big Shirley' Hemphill?
ME: Yeah, she'll give ya' the Re-Run if he's done.
SC: OK, I'll bring my bagpipes and a mic..
ME: Plus some snacks and a Sprite.
SC: If she acts right.
ME: Laterz

looks like you took a lil schooling from shane. good rhyme

 

[onyxfemme]

**Walks In looks around...No one to battle the Puma...Walks out, hell I wouldnt want to either**