*Part II* Poetry battling...yall know what to do...

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this like the third rhyme where you mention Shane/ is he your room mate/ or do you got his image on your brain, lame?/ these cats is buggin/ timin how long before I spit/ like I sit at home waiting for them to respond and don't do shit/ how you dig a grave for the chief master subterranean/ I'm sublevel with the devil/ chillin with Kurt Cobain 'em/ sippin bleach cocktails/ spittin out noxious gases/ strummin on your intestines/ your less than obnoxious passage/ is miniscule/ a testament to your intelligence/ blithering idiot/ words strung together with no relevance/ I speak str8 up/ words clear with no embellishment/ on your insurance policy/ will your family get a settlement?/ acknowledge the intent/ your execution is off/ but the governor ain't callin/ the executioner boss/ so you still gone fry/ like/ chicken from Harold's/ tryin to talk greasy/ game wack like Parcheesi/ take it easy/ take a minute/ think a second/ call yourself McGuyver but not inventive on a record?/ your namesake would take you out with just a paperclip/ this real HIP HOP/ and cats like you have might have forsaken in it/ Shane might be makin it/ MacGuyver steady fakin it/ dressed in pink with Yakki weave and several make up kits/ he use to cover the scars on his face/ from the battles that he lost when he came in this place...

see the reality is you ain't shit, kid

you keep it real? Man, I keep it realistic!

Times are hard and few are gifted


to bless mics like communion on the twelve 25th kid

I started this back in the one nine eight five

repeated the words of Run till I could take each line

say it reverse, slow down then speed up
live and breath Hip Hop while cannibals eat up
if you do shows you get props if not then stop
takin the art from those that dropped it on blocks that's hot
never wanted money from it
...

Fire! Wow! Props to you Logikal- :yes::yes::yes::yes::yes::yes::yes::yes::yes:

^hot verse
damn
imma slide in here and spit something but props to da god of the board of rhymin

What you waiting on man????!!!!
Lady S don't play "I'm gonna"...just a warning. She likes to clown...er...instigate...er....encourage! yeah encourage!:lol:

Welcome Dynasty :)

My measure of time spent
is actually an evaluation of your nonsense.
you been doing this since '85?
You should have better shit in your archives.
You spent 23 years rehearsing, thirsting for the spotlight.
But your rhymes aint tight.
concerntrate on ya other hobby. Grab the pillow and bite.

Fuck I care if you midwest?/I'm the local resident evil/ a sequel is far from lojikal/ I'm on a mission of lojikal extinction/I see you've been bit/ by one of those motherfuckers carrying that T-virus shit/ face looking like tales from the crypt/I'm gonna grab your head and put 2 in it/silly trick you've just been terminated.....


Naw this is real

mics, stage, records, mix tapes, mic cords?
Are you expecting this to take you to source awards?
All i see is a monitor and a keyboard.
Don't tell me you simping
catching feelings.
Fuck I care If you can't get into the industry
Motherfucker please.
The thread was created to entertain the ladies.
23yrs and you still haven't made it?
Your career is over before it started.
Stay out of Def Jam's lobby.
You don't have a career you have a hobby.

Shoutout to OWL (yeah I said OWL), Shane, Lojikal, Magnificent B, Cyba, Nickelz, Bigirl and all the headz I didn't mention. I'm gonna take a break for a bit. Seems like everyone is losing interest. PEACE

:eek::eek::eek::lol:

Damn! What else can I say?

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:roflmao::roflmao::roflmao:

Lady S you better get in here- Rock fixin to retire again.
 
Well I see the fire in here is still blazing :yes:

Mcguyver and Owl :D Till the death man thats hotness straight up.

But I see how yall underestimate the Lojikal 1 HAHA he come in and lambasted yall with licks. Thats a verbal beatdown if I've ever seen one. Lojik you came hard n rough. Yeah you know we likes it rough :yes:

@ thelastdynasty :hmm: Battlefields like this is only for the Lionhearted. You think you can handle this kinda heat?



Izzy Rocky can retire for another day or two :cool: he'll keep the word sound flowing.

Props to all the lions in here though. Yall know you are appreciated. :yes:
 
Back from the grave. Who splays more hearts than this jack of trades?
Hatchets and blades forced through written word. Who can match the knave?
Insanity clutched in a palm that forces earth quakes...
To rattle Saturn's ring in worse ways. I reply when the world prays.
Understand? The upper hand goes to he who's enriched in prose.
I sho-ryu-ken'd the Sphinx's nose to have it carved into a throne.
You all type up garbled vocab dictated through Sesame Street standards.
Blessed is he who slangs words. Only "he" is I and I am the one that speaks daggers.
You weak faggots propel force as hard as electric wheels chairs speed dials.
Weep in denial. Creeps, vile abusers of language. I wander and seek miles...
Of deserted land looking for knowledge, all the while knowing I'm the victor.
Flowing with vigor. My mind's eye's pilgrimage travels higher plains like rowing in rivers.
You're stoic in vision. So claim your thug life. Make sure you're mug's right.
But know that when it comes to war. My DNA produces RAW as my blood type.
 
Back from the grave. Who splays more hearts than this jack of trades?
Hatchets and blades forced through written word. Who can match the knave?
Insanity clutched in a palm that forces earth quakes...
To rattle Saturn's ring in worse ways. I reply when the world prays.
Understand? The upper hand goes to he who's enriched in prose.
I sho-ryu-ken'd the Sphinx's nose to have it carved into a throne.
You all type up garbled vocab dictated through Sesame Street standards.
Blessed is he who slangs words. Only "he" is I and I am the one that speaks daggers.
You weak faggots propel force as hard as electric wheels chairs speed dials.
Weep in denial. Creeps, vile abusers of language. I wander and seek miles...
Of deserted land looking for knowledge, all the while knowing I'm the victor.
Flowing with vigor. My mind's eye's pilgrimage travels higher plains like rowing in rivers.
You're stoic in vision. So claim your thug life. Make sure you're mug's right.
But know that when it comes to war. My DNA produces RAW as my blood type.

The Butcher is back ppl...:yes: What did he say his blood type was? ....RAW:lol::lol:
 
Back from the grave. Who splays more hearts than this jack of trades?
Hatchets and blades forced through written word. Who can match the knave?
Insanity clutched in a palm that forces earth quakes...
To rattle Saturn's ring in worse ways. I reply when the world prays.
Understand? The upper hand goes to he who's enriched in prose.

I sho-ryu-ken'd the Sphinx's nose to have it carved into a throne.
You all type up garbled vocab dictated through Sesame Street standards.
Blessed is he who slangs words. Only "he" is I and I am the one that speaks daggers.
You weak faggots propel force as hard as electric wheels chairs speed dials.
Weep in denial. Creeps, vile abusers of language. I wander and seek miles...
Of deserted land looking for knowledge, all the while knowing I'm the victor.
Flowing with vigor. My mind's eye's pilgrimage travels higher plains like rowing in rivers.
You're stoic in vision. So claim your thug life. Make sure you're mug's right.
But know that when it comes to war. My DNA produces RAW as my blood type.


My biggest baby bunny smile is not big enough to show how excited I am to see you back in this thread Mag....and that rhyme- Blood type RAW.
:groupwave:groupwave:wepraise:

Lady S, you see this man! Time for us to get the asbestos bikinis out!

THE MAGNIFICENT RETURNS


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My biggest baby bunny smile is not big enough to show how excited I am to see you back in this thread Mag....and that rhyme- Blood type RAW.
:groupwave:groupwave:wepraise:

Lady S, you see this man! Time for us to get the asbestos bikinis out!

THE MAGNIFICENT RETURNS


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Izzy I seen that and you see when he slaughtered the masses in here...:yes: I dunno sista I think he drew a whole lotta blood...:yes:
 
see the reality is you ain't shit, kid

you keep it real? Man, I keep it realistic!

Times are hard and few are gifted

to bless mics like communion on the twelve 25th kid

I started this back in the one nine eight five

repeated the words of Run till I could take each line

say it reverse, slow down then speed up

live and breath Hip Hop while cannibals eat up

if you do shows you get props if not then stop

takin the art from those that dropped it on blocks that's hot

never wanted money from it

I'm not tryin to ball

my peeps pass out mixtapes on corners

like the Final Call

say what you want but if you haven't stood in front of a crowd

inhaled deep before speakin your fears out loud

then you know nothing about the lifeline of the mic cord

and you just rattlin off bullshit on porn board

:smh:

MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY old sneakas

still in my closet yall

But they walked all ova coliseum floors

They rocked on stage throughout the tri-state

and everywhere I spit they said I was great

AZ and overseas I rocked the mic

I gave them German motherfuckas just what they like

Back in '92 I left for tour wif da Wu

But droppin' outta school wasn't the thing to do

My momma woulda thrown me far as she could see

Pops woulda changed the locks or took the house key

But don't be silly, I still gets busy

I spit the ill shit that'll leave you dizzy

My ol' sneakas

:lol::lol::lol::lol:

For real yo , your shit brought back memories
Everything from the butterflies on stage
to trying to get people to buy your shit out the trunk
to knocking the doors of all the labels from BMG records on 5th ave
to Def Jam at the old SOHO location
I remember stalking Russel when he opened up phat farm to give him my shit
But he was on that horror core shit back then (his nephews or some shit)
Yo I'm suprised I get a royalty check for 2 dollars a year :lol::lol:
We wasn't thinking about copywritin shit back then
Yo I remember when Wendy Day was trying to start the Rap Coalition and everybody was like who the fuck is this lil white chick:lol::lol:
then she got cash money they first deal for like 10 million dollars:yes::yes:
After that everyone was on her shit
The best times was in the studio or back stage
I met everybody from the original Jazzy Jeff to Grandmaster Caz, KRS1 and Channel Live, Grandmaster Flash trying to drop science about old school vinyl having a different cut groove than the new school vinyl, and they way the needle falls on the turntable makes a difference from ...... he lost me.
I remember sittin next to Big Pun scared that dude's chair was gonna break :smh:and he was gonna fall on me. His jesus peice was bigger than my fuckin house phone!:eek: Spittin wif mos def and dead prez, jumped in the spotlight wif Cannibus then jumped right the fuck out cause that dude was breathin' fiyah that night. Purebreed, Stronghold, Conglomerates, too many names to name. oh damn now you gonna make me go in my basement and dig out pictures and shit. Go back to smokin' Ls and shit.

Peace fam
I'm a let all you emcees live for now but once the studying is done its ova!
 
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Back from the grave. Who splays more hearts than this jack of trades?
Hatchets and blades forced through written word. Who can match the knave?
Insanity clutched in a palm that forces earth quakes...
To rattle Saturn's ring in worse ways. I reply when the world prays.
Understand? The upper hand goes to he who's enriched in prose.
I sho-ryu-ken'd the Sphinx's nose to have it carved into a throne.
You all type up garbled vocab dictated through Sesame Street standards.
Blessed is he who slangs words. Only "he" is I and I am the one that speaks daggers.
You weak faggots propel force as hard as electric wheels chairs speed dials.
Weep in denial. Creeps, vile abusers of language. I wander and seek miles...
Of deserted land looking for knowledge, all the while knowing I'm the victor.
Flowing with vigor. My mind's eye's pilgrimage travels higher plains like rowing in rivers.
You're stoic in vision. So claim your thug life. Make sure you're mug's right.
But know that when it comes to war. My DNA produces RAW as my blood type.


YAWN...

R.APPERS I.MITATING P.OETRY


INTRO...

Reporter: HELLO THIS IS NEWS CHANNEL 12'S ACE REPORTER, JAMES CATHEDRAL ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF WHAT WAS ONCE THE CITY OF NEWYORK, IT SEEMS SOME SORT OF ASTROID HAS CRASHED LANDED AND DESOLATED THE ENTIRE AREA.

Reporter: MY TEAM IS TRYING TO PAN IN CLOSER TO SEE WHAT IS GOING ON... SEEMS LIKE THERE IS A FIGURE CLOAKED IN A BLACK GARB. IT SEEMS TO BE DRAGGING A BODY.

Reporter: WHAT THE HELL...! IT DISAPPEARED

News crew: AHHHHHHH..HELP US!! ITS KILLING EVERYONE..... VANISHING IN AND OUT AND...!!!!

Reporter: WHA.. WHA.. THE HELL ARE YOU....

Cloaked figure: LIKE GOD, I HAVE MANY NAMES, D V S, MSC, T E N AND DOMINUS.
UNLIKE YOU CATHEDRAL, MY EXISTANCE IS PROPHESIED.
I AM THE GODHAND, MY PRESENCE MEANS THE WORLD WILL CHANGE IN MY ASCENSION.


Those who look, spit at my presence
Every word spoken by these lips is evidence
I walk in the shadow of a broken arrow, render my soul eclipsed
Each of my devils continue to burrow deeply with claws clenched

Let all who see me moch my words
Divided birds who spread as worms in dirt
Spurting out flames like a woman giving birth
Names are given to me within the shackles of our church

Those who look, spit at my presence
My life enriched in a swarm of blessed pestilince
Behind me gathers minions, my brethren, my ego, my past
A future consumed in the ash of those I give to my dominions grasp

Let all who see me moch me
Let all who hear me turn away silently
Let all who fear me throw stones fanatically
Let all who feel me kill me tragically

Those who look, spit at my presence
Respect our wish, your covanant binds you to this
I am the sun dismissed as the world turns in darkness
My burns serve as black pearls to each man who I deem heartless


THE WAR BEGINS
 
YAWN...

R.APPERS I.MITATING P.OETRY

Cloaked figure: LIKE GOD, I HAVE MANY NAMES, D V S, MSC, T E N AND DOMINUS.
UNLIKE YOU CATHEDRAL, MY EXISTANCE IS PROPHESIED.
I AM THE GODHAND, MY PRESENCE MEANS THE WORLD WILL CHANGE IN MY ASCENSION.


Those who look, spit at my presence
Every word spoken by these lips is evidence
I walk in the shadow of a broken arrow, render my soul eclipsed
Each of my devils continue to burrow deeply with claws clenched

Let all who see me moch my words
Divided birds who spread as worms in dirt
Spurting out flames like a woman giving birth
Names are given to me within the shackles of our church

Those who look, spit at my presence
My life enriched in a swarm of blessed pestilince
Behind me gathers minions, my brethren, my ego, my past
A future consumed in the ash of those I give to my dominions grasp

Let all who see me moch me
Let all who hear me turn away silently
Let all who fear me throw stones fanatically
Let all who feel me kill me tragically

Those who look, spit at my presence
Respect our wish, your covanant binds you to this
I am the sun dismissed as the world turns in darkness
My burns serve as black pearls to each man who I deem heartless


THE WAR BEGINS

You are god-like
I am God on the mic
Your existence is futile
I don't know why you bothered to write
you half assed, I'm whole hearted
We ain't even half alike
I'm a tyrannical force
I gave power to your spiritual source
Be a man take a loss
to your worms I'll feed your corpse
Wait 7 moons then exhume your tomb
Find she who birthed you
and stuff you back in her womb
Then dare her to deliver you
so I can witness her flames spurt
Your minions and brethren are my converts
I don't throw stones like an erratic fanatical
My aim is good I'll shatter your clavicle
You better off being an Islamic radical
strapped to a bomb in synagogue on sabbatical
I won't only "look at you and spit at your presence"
I'll get up close then spit on your presence
Then I'll print out your rhyme
Just to shit on your sentence


Yo welcome back Butch, Hope all is well
I hope you 100 cause this board is on fire again
Logic, shane, Owl and Mac
I'll be back!!!!!!!!!!
 
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Never gave a fuck about shit
life is swift when it hits
drop lines and dimes like dog shit
you say poetry i say flow with me,get with me,don't shit me
loose sight i change quickly
you got a four five i got a desert e
loose mouth snitches running around bitching
mad cause its not beyonce ass they hitting

lol let me stop i'm out.
 
When it comes to this freestyle shit
imma ryhme then i dip
talk shit i bust your lip
sipping yak blazing spliffs

All n&&& knows is how to rap about hoes
diamond rings and phantom rolls


To be continued....
 
Never gave a fuck about shit
life is swift when it hits
drop lines and dimes like dog shit
you say poetry i say flow with me,get with me,don't shit me
loose sight i change quickly
you got a four five i got a desert e
loose mouth snitches running around bitching
mad cause its not beyonce ass they hitting

lol let me stop i'm out.

Damn girl don't stop
 
Walking Through the dark, caught in a traitorous plight
To defeat me and hold me back with all his might.
I knew this day would come; it’s been years in the making
I fought thru my tears, there’s no mistaking
I gave and gave until I had nothing to spare
But now, I’ve learned and fully aware
Of what I have done, to myself and others
What I’m in search for I must discover
On my dangerous quest to be complete
I refuse to accept defeat
Fore my eyes are no longer shaded and
I’m headed to the light
I’ve been pushed from the nest
It’s now time to take flight
A long path walked over time deserves the dream
The dream of pleasure that only came to me once I found you
And there you are… right there in between​

Dear Vibrator,

I’m sorry I dropped you behind the bed. But we are once again one and I refuse to loose you again.

Love ALWAYS,

SxxxyBlckbtch


:lol: *damn i need to stop smoking* :lol:
 
Walking Through the dark, caught in a traitorous plight
To defeat me and hold me back with all his might.
I knew this day would come; it’s been years in the making
I fought thru my tears, there’s no mistaking
I gave and gave until I had nothing to spare
But now, I’ve learned and fully aware
Of what I have done, to myself and others
What I’m in search for I must discover
On my dangerous quest to be complete
I refuse to accept defeat
Fore my eyes are no longer shaded and
I’m headed to the light
I’ve been pushed from the nest
It’s now time to take flight
A long path walked over time deserves the dream
The dream of pleasure that only came to me once I found you
And there you are… right there in between​

Dear Vibrator,

I’m sorry I dropped you behind the bed. But we are once again one and I refuse to loose you again.

Love ALWAYS,

SxxxyBlckbtch


:lol: *damn i need to stop smoking* :lol:

oh shit,
I thought you was talking about me for a sec:lol::lol:
 
You say your rhymes are at the top
well i say your number 3 i watch you flop
you wanna rhyme and get dropped
i switch my style like hip hop
its a sexual seduction of words
Are you ready? I'm hear to serve
 
:eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek:
:dance::dance::dance::dance::dance::dance::dance:

Oh shit! Midnight is BACK (with his FINE self)! PC FREAK- Oh hell yeah girl! Fire. Cyba staying on the mic and Sxxxy :lol: bringing it home.

Lady S, I'm strappin in for the ride :lol:
 
YAWN...

R.APPERS I.MITATING P.OETRY


INTRO...

Reporter: HELLO THIS IS NEWS CHANNEL 12'S ACE REPORTER, JAMES CATHEDRAL ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF WHAT WAS ONCE THE CITY OF NEWYORK, IT SEEMS SOME SORT OF ASTROID HAS CRASHED LANDED AND DESOLATED THE ENTIRE AREA.

Reporter: MY TEAM IS TRYING TO PAN IN CLOSER TO SEE WHAT IS GOING ON... SEEMS LIKE THERE IS A FIGURE CLOAKED IN A BLACK GARB. IT SEEMS TO BE DRAGGING A BODY.

Reporter: WHAT THE HELL...! IT DISAPPEARED

News crew: AHHHHHHH..HELP US!! ITS KILLING EVERYONE..... VANISHING IN AND OUT AND...!!!!

Reporter: WHA.. WHA.. THE HELL ARE YOU....

Cloaked figure: LIKE GOD, I HAVE MANY NAMES, D V S, MSC, T E N AND DOMINUS.
UNLIKE YOU CATHEDRAL, MY EXISTANCE IS PROPHESIED.
I AM THE GODHAND, MY PRESENCE MEANS THE WORLD WILL CHANGE IN MY ASCENSION.


Those who look, spit at my presence
Every word spoken by these lips is evidence
I walk in the shadow of a broken arrow, render my soul eclipsed
Each of my devils continue to burrow deeply with claws clenched

Let all who see me moch my words
Divided birds who spread as worms in dirt
Spurting out flames like a woman giving birth
Names are given to me within the shackles of our church

Those who look, spit at my presence
My life enriched in a swarm of blessed pestilince
Behind me gathers minions, my brethren, my ego, my past
A future consumed in the ash of those I give to my dominions grasp

Let all who see me moch me
Let all who hear me turn away silently
Let all who fear me throw stones fanatically
Let all who feel me kill me tragically

Those who look, spit at my presence
Respect our wish, your covanant binds you to this
I am the sun dismissed as the world turns in darkness
My burns serve as black pearls to each man who I deem heartless


THE WAR BEGINS

Poetry? Heh. Yes, my battle stance in usually staggered raps.
My sneaks swept with your lipstick is your form of enamored daps?
I catch breezes. Form spears.
For years, my scorn sears the light from the sun when dawn nears.
Claiming God's hand is short hand type for "Plagiarist."
How can I believe your posted texts when they contest with me, an atheist?
Tic toc. Time's short...
For your high horse.
Respect me.
Think that in retrospect, what else can perfect be?
Me.
And you? Before replying, learn how to spell "mock" correctly.
If you're new to this be scruple-less.
It may have boosted your exuberance but your little movie script?
Reduced to shit.
Wretched runt.
I split atoms with poetical temperament.
So this script...short and sweet ought to reach...
I have two lungs and the force of a warlord's speech stored in each.
 
:eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek::eek:
:dance::dance::dance::dance::dance::dance::dance:

Oh shit! Midnight is BACK (with his FINE self)! PC FREAK- Oh hell yeah girl! Fire. Cyba staying on the mic and Sxxxy :lol: bringing it home.

Lady S, I'm strappin in for the ride :lol:

Miss Izzy.... :eek::eek: I leave for a minute and all hell breaks loose....damn right...PC Freak sista you a lioness am loving that vibe....no holds barred in here.

Sxxy well we already know you craaaaaazzzeee....sista pass me a spliff let me light one up with you

MSC rose up to kill again yeah yeah:yes:

Lawd Cyba whoooo lawd you dont even knw...

Mag B butcher extraordinary


Izzy I do believe I had multiples and then had some more when i read this ish....you know of what I speak...:yes:
 
Izzy I do believe I had multiples and then had some more when i read this ish....you know of what I speak...:yes:

Multiples? I need a serious reset button, because my
rhyme vagina is done! :lol::lol::lol:

When Shane and Owl and Rocky come back (you know how his retirements go), I'm going to need a transplant!

I have to give a special shout out again to PC and Sexxxy BB!
Those my bad girls! I love it...and Mag B and MSC how dearly you were missed. Fire ALL the time.
 
Multiples? I need a serious reset button, because my
rhyme vagina is done! :lol::lol::lol:

When Shane and Owl and Rocky come back (you know how his retirements go), I'm going to need a transplant!

I have to give a special shout out again to PC and Sexxxy BB!
Those my bad girls! I love it...and Mag B and MSC how dearly you were missed. Fire ALL the time.

When the destructive force known as Shane :D aka The hurricane aka SOL psycho, aka, Dexter enters I know that there WILL be mayhem. I almost feel a tinge of sorrow...how quickly those silly feelings pass..:lol::lol:

Girl if they handing out transplants hook a sista up yes....:yes:
 
When the destructive force known as Shane :D aka The hurricane aka SOL psycho, aka, Dexter enters I know that there WILL be mayhem. I almost feel a tinge of sorrow...how quickly those silly feelings pass..:lol::lol:

Girl if they handing out transplants hook a sista up yes....:yes:


Why don't you just hurry up and give that man the pussy. :smh:
Shameful.
 
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You say your rhymes are at the top
well i say your number 3 i watch you flop
you wanna rhyme and get dropped
i switch my style like hip hop
its a sexual seduction of words
Are you ready? I'm hear to serve


I'm ready to be seduced
Fuck number 1 together we can be deuce
you can be one I'll be your 2.
i'm ready for you to serve
Hope the words are as enticing as your curves.
You can be my bonnie I'll be your clyde
Cappin motherfuckers as we ride.
 
Miss Izzy.... :eek::eek: I leave for a minute and all hell breaks loose....damn right...PC Freak sista you a lioness am loving that vibe....no holds barred in here.

Sxxy well we already know you craaaaaazzzeee....sista pass me a spliff let me light one up with you

MSC rose up to kill again yeah yeah:yes:

Lawd Cyba whoooo lawd you dont even knw...

Mag B butcher extraordinary


Izzy I do believe I had multiples and then had some more when i read this ish....you know of what I speak...:yes:
Bun Fiyah!

yanno i post shit in here.. but these shits be off the top ion really expect for anyone to dig them lolol but i think it's cool that ya do!
 
Bun Fiyah!

yanno i post shit in here.. but these shits be off the top ion really expect for anyone to dig them lolol but i think it's cool that ya do!

Fire that shit like pc freak. Your shit is hot but I'm really beginning to hate vibrators.
 
I'm a let all you emcees live for now but once the studying is done its ova!

Please
Study this dick
while your chix . . . Guess what . . . she study THIS dick
You nor Magnificent can't fit in my clip
It's only .50 cal that I spit
Bodies I rip
Do you want to end up with shotty's on lip
You got no stock
but I'm two smoking barrels
when I LOCK, I remove bone from marrow
I'm the ryme injun engine with no arrow
Your stage life's in peril
Your the usual suspect
I'm Keyser
An THERE'S NO COKE!!
Midnight, I told you before, THERE'S NO HOPE
There is no war :smh:
Not even a conflict
I kill you Bill with my 5 point exploding palm fist
Like NGC 4414, I'm a spiral galaxy inside a man with a calm twist
I arrest your development
The cause of your slip and fall, but I offer no settlement
Shane got draws make of Kryptonite sediment
I can't believe CybaCipha shits and tries to peddle it
Dude is so far from his element
I'ma leave you stinking
like the carcass of Abe Lincoln
NINJA ASK YOURSELF, WHAT THE FUCK WAS YOU THINKING
Your the biggest loser
The weakest link, goodbye
Your nick name is Cooter
HillyBilly don't lie
Don't try, Just cry, Shane stay so fly
It's like your up against the entire A-Team
The Cloverfield monster is a manifestation of my childhood Day Dreams
an why did Midnight bother to speak out
Trying to seek clout
Nobody cared you ain't post, but when I'm gone
These ladies do the Burger King Whopper freak out
You coulda kept that weak shout
My energy is visual
You could try to walk in my shoe, but your wouldn't be able to fit it though
I rule on high from my Ethiopian Citadel
Your next choice is of central importance and so pivotal
You got my erk
I suggest you go back to the lurk
With your switch and your twerk
Before I put the bitch in this work
You'll get hurt, You suck, you blow head like Cobain Kurt
Ninja I murk
You call it a male pocketbook, but it's a fucking pink purse, damn
You'll get my patented EARTH SLAM
Your soul will traverse the atmosphere marked as a cursed man
WHAT!?
 
I'm ready to be seduced
Fuck number 1 together we can be deuce
you can be one I'll be your 2.
i'm ready for you to serve
Hope the words are as enticing as your curves.
You can be my bonnie I'll be your clyde
Cappin motherfuckers as we ride
.

Again you try to seduce the ladies...last time you tried it didn't end well. :D
Last two lines I like though guyver. Retired my black ass. HA


Why don't you just hurry up and give that man the pussy. :smh:
Shameful.
Uhmm I have no shame :D

Fire that shit like pc freak. Your shit is hot but I'm really beginning to hate vibrators.
..:smh: and he calls me shameful :smh:

Please
Study this dick
while your chix . . . Guess what . . . she study THIS dick
You nor Magnificent can't fit in my clip
It's only .50 cal that I spit
Bodies I rip
Do you want to end up with shotty's on lip
You got no stock
but I'm two smoking barrels
when I LOCK, I remove bone from marrow
I'm the ryme injun engine with no arrow
Your stage life's in peril
Your the usual suspect
I'm Keyser
An THERE'S NO COKE!!
Midnight, I told you before, THERE'S NO HOPE
There is no war :smh:
Not even a conflict
I kill you Bill with my 5 point exploding palm fist
Like NGC 4414, I'm a spiral galaxy inside a man with a calm twist
I arrest your development
The cause of your slip and fall, but I offer no settlement
Shane got draws make of Kryptonite sediment
I can't believe CybaCipha shits and tries to peddle it
Dude is so far from his element
I'ma leave you stinking
like the carcass of Abe Lincoln
NINJA ASK YOURSELF, WHAT THE FUCK WAS YOU THINKING
Your the biggest loser
The weakest link, goodbye
Your nick name is Cooter
HillyBilly don't lie
Don't try, Just cry, Shane stay so fly
It's like your up against the entire A-Team
The Cloverfield monster is a manifestation of my childhood Day Dreams
an why did Midnight bother to speak out
Trying to seek clout
Nobody cared you ain't post, but when I'm gone
These ladies do the Burger King Whopper freak out
You coulda kept that weak shout
My energy is visual
You could try to walk in my shoe, but your wouldn't be able to fit it though
I rule on high from my Ethiopian Citadel
Your next choice is of central importance and so pivotal
You got my erk
I suggest you go back to the lurk
With your switch and your twerk
Before I put the bitch in this work
You'll get hurt, You suck, you blow head like Cobain Kurt
Ninja I murk
You call it a male pocketbook, but it's a fucking pink purse, damn
You'll get my patented EARTH SLAM
Your soul will traverse the atmosphere marked as a cursed man
WHAT!?

:yes: I gots nothing more to say than that. Yall know the deal :yes:
 
When it comes to this freestyle shit
imma ryhme then i dip
talk shit i bust your lip
sipping yak blazing spliffs

All n&&& knows is how to rap about hoes
diamond rings and phantom rolls


To be continued....

Please continue
This is such the venue
You don't have to imagine
I'm already in you
Whatever the appetite, I got the menu
If a man wants, how does he win you?
Is it the bedroom battle
I don't kiss and tell, no tattle
I don't miss a sell, but do your ride saddle?
Are you into whips or paddle
I can make that sweet pain
Have you screaming Viva La Shane
With video tape, you can tell your girl's
Hey, LOOK HOW I CAME
This is truth no bullshit big dick claim
I show and prove
Stroke the low with grove
Ask you is it who's?
Not to be rude
We seen pics, But how does PC freak move
An if it ain't you's
Maybe ladyscorpio won't hesitate to make me feel used
But lady
If you ask me to pull a braid
I will refuse to behave
Especially if the waters of Barbados on them legs
I got stiff thick 9 inch pure passion that pounds in waves
what you got to trade?
But I have to admit
SxxxyBlckBtch know she can get laid
But LS you'll never get played
I enter like a DEA raid
KNOCK THE DOOR DOWN
You might not be one Sxxxy, but you'll make whore sounds
Your hot now, and was hot before you lost more pounds
Did you ever buy that 4 pound?
Black Queen walk your daily with a crown
Izayoi I ain't forgot you around
these here parts
Anytime you want it, THESE HERE PARTS . . . .

More to cum . . . .
 
Please continue
This is such the venue
You don't have to imagine
I'm already in you
Whatever the appetite, I got the menu
If a man wants, how does he win you?
Is it the bedroom battle
I don't kiss and tell, no tattle
I don't miss a sell, but do your ride saddle?
Are you into whips or paddle
I can make that sweet pain
Have you screaming Viva La Shane
With video tape, you can tell your girl's
Hey, LOOK HOW I CAME
This is truth no bullshit big dick claim
I show and prove
Stroke the low with grove
Ask you is it who's?
Not to be rude
We seen pics, But how does PC freak move
An if it ain't you's
Maybe ladyscorpio won't hesitate to make me feel used
But lady
If you ask me to pull a braid
I will refuse to behave
Especially if the waters of Barbados on them legs
I got stiff thick 9 inch pure passion that pounds in waves
what you got to trade?
But I have to admit
SxxxyBlckBtch know she can get laid
But LS you'll never get played
I enter like a DEA raid
KNOCK THE DOOR DOWN
You might not be one Sxxxy, but you'll make whore sounds
Your hot now, and was hot before you lost more pounds
Did you ever buy that 4 pound?
Black Queen walk your daily with a crown
Izayoi I ain't forgot you around
these here parts
Anytime you want it, THESE HERE PARTS . . . .

More to cum . . . .
ok that made me horny... can i get a sound clip of you speaking this in an angry tone?
 
ok that made me horny... can i get a sound clip of you speaking this in an angry tone?

:lol: Sxxxy girl Izzy and I go through this on the regular. A sound clip would be :yes: Izzy calls them rhymegasms :lol:

:lol::lol::lol::lol:

I'm going to have to come back later and pour over all this incredible flow again, Lady S!

Sista Iz girl you see why I do how I do. I tried not to have a fav but he makes it wet oops uhmm I mean difficult :smh:
 
:lol: Sxxxy girl Izzy and I go through this on the regular. A sound clip would be :yes: Izzy calls them rhymegasms :lol:



Sista Iz girl you see why I do how I do. I tried not to have a fav but he makes it wet oops uhmm I mean difficult :smh:


[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/1W6AGM-LxGY&rel=1[/flash]

Waters of Barbados. You know I was fantasizing when I spit that! :D ;) :D

I'll try and do a sound clip when I decide to go home, tonight or so. Maybe.

Or next time I'm in the studio, doing the Native American flute shit, with this cat I'm working with.
 
[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/1W6AGM-LxGY&rel=1[/flash]

Waters of Barbados. You know I was fantasizing when I spit that! :D ;) :D

I'll try and do a sound clip when I decide to go home, tonight or so. Maybe.

Or next time I'm in the studio, doing the Native American flute shit, with this cat I'm working with.

:eek::eek: good lawd o mercy :D:D:yes:
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Eagerly awaits soundclip. :D

*goes to mop strange wet spot up off the floor*.:cool:
 
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