*Part II* Poetry battling...yall know what to do...
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You sniveling bag of weak tea sweetener, you better keep it safe, because I'll be damned if I don't get the chance to sharpen my sword on your spinal cord.
Travel without moving, travel light.
Peace
@ Mcguyver man I doubt anybody worse than you....All somebody gotta do is merely mention or even hint at your name and you on it.
@ Mcguyver man I doubt anybody worse than you....All somebody gotta do is merely mention or even hint at your name and you on it.
I gotta admit to that. It got so bad they didn't have to mention my name. But I'm back under control now I think.
I didn't bring you back for this boring shit.
Motherfucker get a grip.
You conquer because you study languages?
Your ignorance triggered your anguish
Your reference to your studies are irrelevant, absurd and null 'n' void.
My rhymes vanquish your infinitesimal words
Your mind a blur and turned you into my toy.
But I'm onto your ploy.
You are trying to make this a battle of the nerds.
For you I only have one word......SUICIDE.
Its the only thing that will pacify
Words so severe they strike fear in the soul of Ghengis Kahn.
Never again reference your feeble existence to Zeus.
Because it is fill with ambiguity.
For certain you are the Achilles heel of the gay community.
I would talk about your mom but she is a dyke.
While you are gay and child like.
Now child you are dismissed.
You are sent from the bench
Go and sit in the bleachers
I have no time for minuscule creatures
with tranny like features.
Blessed am I. But not with your replies. They're stagnant.
Damage abandoned when 'Guyver's pudgy digits touch keys. You fat cunt.
I scorn those rushed into faking moves like when porn hoes bust.
I'm like "Not another shitty reply!" I've never yawned so much.
Keep your focus. The hopeless crumble when approached with my Magnum Opus.
Your ignorance shows like Crip walking for victory on Maury Povich.
Complaining that I'm too graphic? There's the exit. Give it a rest, bitch.
YOU'RE the one that said I'm your toy. Now isn't THAT suggestive?
I've pillaged Hell.
Laughed at cats that litter shells.
Belittled skells.
Sat and laughed with Uatu upon gracing his citadel.
The Butcher's swift enough to body slam a hologram.
Come on, man. Do you even think you have a single honest fan?
Don't compare. Motherfucker, you can't even start to be me.
I spoke in terms that burned the brain of Archimedes.
You're barking feces. I'm half a degree away from what the sun burns.
Jumped on the spot, shook the Earth and left not a single stone unturned.
So there's nowhere for you to hide. You'd do well to bide fate.
Observe the crime rate. That combined couldn't match a percent of my hate...
To those that try to define great by using a bunch of "You're so bi" japes.
Mcguyver's lonely nights make him sit on phones with the ringer set to vibrate.
I'm greatest of all time, mate. Who has ever heard of a deadly loser?
You started well but soon fell apart like the outings of Freddy Kruger.
So before I test your dumber breed, I'm going to let you learn to read.
They only call you Rocky because you're getting knocked the fuck out by another creed.
I cut you, you bleed envy
You crying RAW
I'm yelling WAR
Fucking with me you out of your element
I'm the main attraction
You're a stunt man doing lame ass stunts
Jumping hurdles
You about to fall on your face cause your mind move slower than a turtle.
You study languages?
Is one of them dick?
You aint nothing but a lojikal simp
who's about to be a victim of my gay lynching.
"It takes 2 rhymes to equal your 1."
Simp.
Are you really that dumb?
Everytime I hit you, you run.
Look here chump
I can take a dump on a piece of paper
and beat every rhyme you wrote.
There aint but 5
Its obvious running is how you stay alive.
"A fag in greased leather."
Its the coming out of the magnificent pillow biter.
Look George Michaels
Reading the thread title is vital
This is a battle
You are at WAR
my words cut deeper than excalibur's sword.
Everytime I came at you I wasn't cutting.
Merely slapping
The sting was enough to cause your back peddling
But now you return with a twist.
Trying to diss you poked your head out the closet.
I'm gonna cut it off and toss it.
You sniveling bag of weak tea sweetener, you better keep it safe, because I'll be damned if I don't get the chance to sharpen my sword on your spinal cord.
Travel without moving, travel light.
Peace
You had all year to post man, what's up?
I'd rather be the sweetener than the weak tea you popped snot bubble.
Thanks, I always travel light. There is no darkness where I walk.
He rhymed hot AND called you chunky Mc! Wow!!!!!
You had all year to post man, what's up?
I'd rather be the sweetener than the weak tea you popped snot bubble.
Thanks, I always travel light. There is no darkness where I walk.
Can I say I love that one liner. I'm going to have to add that to my meditation tonight. Thanks Cyba.
Its quiet in here because Lady S is not doing her insti- er um- encouraging like she needs to. Yall getting soft without her cracking the ship!
Butcher called his digits pudgy... woah Guyver you get off on a vibrating phone Butcher brings it hard core every single time.
Now you see how Guyver hits not just one but two all at once. HAHHAHA.
MAG B you gonna let him say that you run from him every time he posts...
Man I thought you were better than that man...But he has a point because you haven't hit his black ass back yet...you letting Rocky KNOCK YOUR ASS OUT? CybaC do NOT make me come and beat you down.
You had all year to post man, what's up?
I'd rather be the sweetener than the weak tea you popped snot bubble.
Thanks, I always travel light. There is no darkness where I walk.
Izzy was on point regarding that line bredren.Don't think you are off the hook you know. I dunno I think you a lil scared of our SOL psycho.
I can't say I blame you though. He kills with out second thought. So I completely overstand your fear.
CybaC do NOT make me come and beat you down.
Promises, promises .... you never know where a beat down from Lady Scorp might lead.
You might find yourself wrapped in a Bajan flag again.
Promises, promises .... you never know where a beat down from Lady Scorp might lead.
Izzy you better talk to him yes...
Cue the classical musics
All I hear is
excuses, excuses
I have over 1,200 muses
why do you dispute this?
I hope these SOL women know what MUTE IS, and it's current needed USES
They don't need to hear your fear
They don't need to listen to Shane beat your rear till your clear
in other words See through
don't fuck with Shane and the shit THAT HE DO
I'm the fifth element like Leeloo
When MCees want to battle, they do, what ME do!
I Crack open your spine
Like a bad Bajan whose dime
I make you trip over the line
you simp
why fuck with that which is already mine
Ever since Ptolemy's time
I've been ALL THE WAY Rhyme
You ain't mista miracle, your miss bitch ass sugary cereal
I represent the Napoleon essence of imperial
I'll make Thomas L. Friedman believe the world is Spherical - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_World_is_Flat
This is your end
The Omega
I've been kicking your ass since the days of sega
When you face a king watch your behavior
But like the bitch you are, you waver
because my spit is like a hit from a tazer
In the club, it's in my mouth, I straight spit Razor
You a bastard boy
they based a movie on my life and it starred CASTOR TROY = http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119094/
Your entire base soft
so if you wanna face off
you take lose
with your JJ. Abrams face LOST
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd155/group1059/glad_head.gif
Shane the ACE Boss
You are that cuddly feeling that made Mase cross and go Christian
I'm the master pastor who keeps you wishin
But at the end it's your body they kissin
I already won, don't fuck with this mission
In my solar eclipse you can't glisten
Written to -
[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/ewKx1GTuhuQ&rel=1[/flash]
All I hear is
excuses, excuses
I have over 1,200 muses
why do you dispute this?
I hope these SOL women know what MUTE IS, and it's current needed USES
They don't need to hear your fear
They don't need to listen to Shane beat your rear till your clear
in other words See through
don't fuck with Shane and the shit THAT HE DO
I'm the fifth element like Leeloo
When MCees want to battle, they do, what ME do!
I Crack open your spine
Like a bad Bajan whose dime
I make you trip over the line
you simp
why fuck with that which is already mine
Ever since Ptolemy's time
I've been ALL THE WAY Rhyme
You ain't mista miracle, your miss bitch ass sugary cereal
I represent the Napoleon essence of imperial
I'll make Thomas L. Friedman believe the world is Spherical - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_World_is_Flat
This is your end
The Omega
I've been kicking your ass since the days of sega
When you face a king watch your behavior
But like the bitch you are, you waver
because my spit is like a hit from a tazer
In the club, it's in my mouth, I straight spit Razor
You a bastard boy
they based a movie on my life and it starred CASTOR TROY = http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119094/
Your entire base soft
so if you wanna face off
you take lose
with your JJ. Abrams face LOST
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd155/group1059/glad_head.gif
Shane the ACE Boss
You are that cuddly feeling that made Mase cross and go Christian
I'm the master pastor who keeps you wishin
But at the end it's your body they kissin
I already won, don't fuck with this mission
In my solar eclipse you can't glisten
Written to -
[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/ewKx1GTuhuQ&rel=1[/flash]
I knew you was gonna do that after that comment. you need anger management classes Shane.
He does NOT...
why don't you go find the butcher before he comes back for yo ass...
He does NOT...
why don't you go find the butcher before he comes back for yo ass...
Now you know me better. Locked and loaded.
And damn if it don't seem like you riding harder and harder these days..... poor thing
Now you know me better. Locked and loaded.
What you want me ride you....
fuck it...
In the end
my friends
its pain and pressure
I survived
the beginning of time
there's nothing else
Breathe the breath
of Shane and Mac
Them Godz had a way with tracks
But I'm Conan
Who else to attack,
I'm like Alex the barbarian
Who else to attack?
Where all the lojikal catz at?
Where the Cyba's holding they Cipha's at?
Fuck ya life,
I live a couple,
Where yo' energy at?
I could swing on McGuyver
But it would take a nuclear geyser
To stop the two thread rhyme paralyzers...
But our rampage is
way more than an appetizer...
if we was born in
10,000 BC
the whole world would've been wiser
Or more wise
fuck got into you guys?
I'm live
always
in project hallways
trying to explain
Steve Biko's
small fame
I'm real,
mane
I wear a lion's mane
like I was a griot's soul
back in the days
I can't help it, y'all
born and bred
inside the
apocalypse
when cats had slob and crab
on they lips
with no lisp
country but still
scandalous
hungry
but still
prophetic wishes
buried within the
heat of Babylon's hips
grind still crisp
mind still grips
Time standing still
Killers still calling heal
Mamma's will cry when
the predator finds his kill....
In the end
my friends
its pain and pressure
I survived
the beginning of time
there's nothing else
Breathe the breath
of Shane and Mac
Them Godz had a way with tracks
But I'm Conan
Who else to attack,
I'm like Alex the barbarian
Who else to attack?
Where all the lojikal catz at?
Where the Cyba's holding they Cipha's at?
Fuck ya life,
I live a couple,
Where yo' energy at?
I could swing on McGuyver
But it would take a nuclear geyser
To stop the two thread rhyme paralyzers...
But our rampage is
way more than an appetizer...
if we was born in
10,000 BC
the whole world would've been wiser
Or more wise
fuck got into you guys?
I'm live
always
in project hallways
trying to explain
Steve Biko's
small fame
I'm real,
mane
I wear a lion's mane
like I was a griot's soul
back in the days
I can't help it, y'all
born and bred
inside the
apocalypse
when cats had slob and crab
on they lips
with no lisp
country but still
scandalous
hungry
but still
prophetic wishes
buried within the
heat of Babylon's hips
grind still crisp
mind still grips
Time standing still
Killers still calling heal
Mamma's will cry when
the predator finds his kill....
I come in here as a challenger
Not to battle ya. fuck no i'm here to dismantle ya
and every other naysayer who mistakes me for an amateur
So come with your best and I guarantee you'll remember me
as the one who sent you to bed wishing popo would arrest me for lyrical assault and battery
the thread wants heat, I bring it 24/7 with temperatures that easily exceed 10 thousand degrees kelvin
so lets get this started cuz ive entered the arena
just be happy i don't have a mic cuz i would've already blown out your tweeters.
Not to battle ya. fuck no i'm here to dismantle ya
and every other naysayer who mistakes me for an amateur
So come with your best and I guarantee you'll remember me
as the one who sent you to bed wishing popo would arrest me for lyrical assault and battery
the thread wants heat, I bring it 24/7 with temperatures that easily exceed 10 thousand degrees kelvin
so lets get this started cuz ive entered the arena
just be happy i don't have a mic cuz i would've already blown out your tweeters.
Ladies and Gentleman...
THe SOL unsung hero...
I ain't from Queen Mary's Land,
but you need to B-More Careful...
I bite pussy like Nair do...
on high like school boy's
with Elmer's glue...
You are goof troop
I'm still true...
blessed in my ghetto mildew...
like that x-clan vodoo
have you running from my magik
Still caustic static
physically I'm cain
but my soul's mathematics
subtract ya status...
You're a boogie down native
fuck ya town
just another block to game at
"home of hip hop"
I'm caine rocks
and flip flops
thirty two's
and clips in socks
twenty eight inch red floaters
rollin down crip blocks
I'm so Black in fact
fuck culture
I'm a vulture
bleeding the last drop
i'm still block
dawg, I'm the stargate
to saints that hate
spirits that can't wait
for god to judge men
and I'm the judgment
Many are called
but few of you hoes is chosen
my body is juvenile,
my mind is Methuselah
dude, I grew up
quoting the scrolls of Zoroaster, brah...
I'm the hood version of Nietzsche
And thus I spoke, B
I'm nowhere but everywhere
Ya hood is known by everyone
But you are nobody..
THe SOL unsung hero...
I ain't from Queen Mary's Land,
but you need to B-More Careful...
I bite pussy like Nair do...
on high like school boy's
with Elmer's glue...
You are goof troop
I'm still true...
blessed in my ghetto mildew...
like that x-clan vodoo
have you running from my magik
Still caustic static
physically I'm cain
but my soul's mathematics
subtract ya status...
You're a boogie down native
fuck ya town
just another block to game at
"home of hip hop"
I'm caine rocks
and flip flops
thirty two's
and clips in socks
twenty eight inch red floaters
rollin down crip blocks
I'm so Black in fact
fuck culture
I'm a vulture
bleeding the last drop
i'm still block
dawg, I'm the stargate
to saints that hate
spirits that can't wait
for god to judge men
and I'm the judgment
Many are called
but few of you hoes is chosen
my body is juvenile,
my mind is Methuselah
dude, I grew up
quoting the scrolls of Zoroaster, brah...
I'm the hood version of Nietzsche
And thus I spoke, B
I'm nowhere but everywhere
Ya hood is known by everyone
But you are nobody..
Right on, fam, but this thread is dying slow...
i'm glad clit jumped in here...pun intended...but still, it ain't the same as when me and you was going back and forth, I used to run to the thread to see what had been posted, now, I might go a couple of days without reading it..
"The Butcher is running!" Yawn. Your outcries just bore.
I may disappear but that's because I have a life outside the board.
Imagine that! Keep up the calling but heed my warning...
Logging on twenty four seven, looking like the black Stephen Hawking.
I've stood centuries, testing. At a mere mention my assembly threatens.
Swift with the styles to strike. Call me the sixth deadly venom.
Fuck these impostor trends ...
I topple men.
Offer simply followed gems.
Knowledge, strength.
The women vote you "Best member" because you're one of them.
While they're classy, you're just a hoe in a skirt.
Talking to guys like "Do it gently" because you know that it hurts.
Sloppy with diction. Limp wrist waving. I'll stop keeping score for now.
An example of your uselessness. How many time have you rhymed WAR with RAW? Wow.
Repetition.
The vets dismiss it.
I enlist it as a critic's gimmicks.
As you for you? You can shove your rhymes where your boyfriend's dick is.
I give rise to new brain forms and rain storms through poetry.
Flow openly.
Sewing seeds in vernacular with a scope of ease.
Don't smoke the trees.
Higher plains are achieved through the mental I berate.
I stood before "Him" and God said I was his stencil, out the gate.
So retract, cower, flee and basically admit defeat.
If not, keep it well in mind that I do this shit with ease.
So come back if you will but don't bite the hand that's feeding ya.
Oh and Shane? A verse shouldn't look like a fucking encyclopedia.
Stay frightened like an alarmed kitten. This calm before the armed spitting.
If your "poems" need web links to explain them then they just aren't hitting.
If you wish to claim your scripts are sick...
Why the gifs and shit?
I'm limitless.
Infinite wit to rein over these simple pricks.
So Shane's dope? Mcguyver's skilled? I dispute that, man.
Add Owl to the mix and you faggots have got a Destiny's Child tribute band.
I may disappear but that's because I have a life outside the board.
Imagine that! Keep up the calling but heed my warning...
Logging on twenty four seven, looking like the black Stephen Hawking.
I've stood centuries, testing. At a mere mention my assembly threatens.
Swift with the styles to strike. Call me the sixth deadly venom.
Fuck these impostor trends ...
I topple men.
Offer simply followed gems.
Knowledge, strength.
The women vote you "Best member" because you're one of them.
While they're classy, you're just a hoe in a skirt.
Talking to guys like "Do it gently" because you know that it hurts.
Sloppy with diction. Limp wrist waving. I'll stop keeping score for now.
An example of your uselessness. How many time have you rhymed WAR with RAW? Wow.
Repetition.
The vets dismiss it.
I enlist it as a critic's gimmicks.
As you for you? You can shove your rhymes where your boyfriend's dick is.
I give rise to new brain forms and rain storms through poetry.
Flow openly.
Sewing seeds in vernacular with a scope of ease.
Don't smoke the trees.
Higher plains are achieved through the mental I berate.
I stood before "Him" and God said I was his stencil, out the gate.
So retract, cower, flee and basically admit defeat.
If not, keep it well in mind that I do this shit with ease.
So come back if you will but don't bite the hand that's feeding ya.
Oh and Shane? A verse shouldn't look like a fucking encyclopedia.
Stay frightened like an alarmed kitten. This calm before the armed spitting.
If your "poems" need web links to explain them then they just aren't hitting.
If you wish to claim your scripts are sick...
Why the gifs and shit?
I'm limitless.
Infinite wit to rein over these simple pricks.
So Shane's dope? Mcguyver's skilled? I dispute that, man.
Add Owl to the mix and you faggots have got a Destiny's Child tribute band.
One bomb this man done killed everybody in the building on some World Trade Center type magnitude! OMG! My goodness Mag B what did you have breakfast? Those Wheaties were a muthaphucka
I'm spent Lady S. I can't take no more.
I'm just going to curl up in a fetal position and ride these last rhymegasms out.
This man knocked me out.
Onigashimasu, Magnificent
Cli-T you picked a helluva time to jump in buddy.Good shit!...but its rough in here.
This all I can offer to assist you.
master marksman
I mastered these marks, man
Revenge of the Dark Man,
What is he doing now,
Mag B, been gone
since last century,
now he wants to mention me?
Cuzz, you are a sheep
get out of the crowd
didn't you read the title outside?
"NO PUSSIES ALLOWED"
Unless it got Izzy titties above it,
You must be in love with
getting smothered by grown men
you're roaming the wrong trends
you're more homo than all of the greeks and romans,
you give a new meaning to 'pole position,'
Ms. FAGnificent
asking Izzy to teach him
yoga
so he can hold
his legs open
while he's taking stick
call it the shitty lotus,
Dude,
You got 'insecure'
tatooed in circle
around ya navel
Shane broke ya ass in
now you want ya soul
eviscerated from ya spirit
by the insane shaman
Kid, this ain't playtime,
I'm that spark of absolute
that transmutes from
one end of infinity
to the other
on a straight line
I'm the outer boundary
You're confounded already...
Well, fuck it
I'mma force ya to floss with a rusty machete
bitch, sit steady...
I mastered these marks, man
Revenge of the Dark Man,
What is he doing now,
Mag B, been gone
since last century,
now he wants to mention me?
Cuzz, you are a sheep
get out of the crowd
didn't you read the title outside?
"NO PUSSIES ALLOWED"
Unless it got Izzy titties above it,
You must be in love with
getting smothered by grown men
you're roaming the wrong trends
you're more homo than all of the greeks and romans,
you give a new meaning to 'pole position,'
Ms. FAGnificent
asking Izzy to teach him
yoga
so he can hold
his legs open
while he's taking stick
call it the shitty lotus,
Dude,
You got 'insecure'
tatooed in circle
around ya navel
Shane broke ya ass in
now you want ya soul
eviscerated from ya spirit
by the insane shaman
Kid, this ain't playtime,
I'm that spark of absolute
that transmutes from
one end of infinity
to the other
on a straight line
I'm the outer boundary
You're confounded already...
Well, fuck it
I'mma force ya to floss with a rusty machete
bitch, sit steady...
Holla sweet mama of god
as I drown this motherfuker in a flood
Of overflowing dead and stinking freshly pressed blood
Stepped up to the plate chatting shit sideways
Tryna mess with the supreme life destroyer of these end days
Lying spreadeagled staring at dead suns as your eyes dead glaze
Your tormented soul dragged down to hell
as the death chamber fills with sounds of a tolls bell
totally lost under the tide of your your own lies you fell
shattered screaming picking through pieces of shattered shell
Desecrated decimated cremated by one more skilled
scorched earth philosiphys I spat as your body lies chilled
Mortuary slab connected as you lie wig split and crimsonly killed
Gravediggers on all night duty shovelling night soil
Not enough mud and stone to justify their endless toil
stink rising from your sarcophagus as feeding worms coil
Flesh meat decomposing, rotting on the bone sirloin steak spoil
So peasant, get a grip and try not to fucking trip
as the MajestiK express leaves you smeared on the strip
Whilst fam and kinfolk cry over the tombstone that reads 1978-2008 RIP
as I drown this motherfuker in a flood
Of overflowing dead and stinking freshly pressed blood
Stepped up to the plate chatting shit sideways
Tryna mess with the supreme life destroyer of these end days
Lying spreadeagled staring at dead suns as your eyes dead glaze
Your tormented soul dragged down to hell
as the death chamber fills with sounds of a tolls bell
totally lost under the tide of your your own lies you fell
shattered screaming picking through pieces of shattered shell
Desecrated decimated cremated by one more skilled
scorched earth philosiphys I spat as your body lies chilled
Mortuary slab connected as you lie wig split and crimsonly killed
Gravediggers on all night duty shovelling night soil
Not enough mud and stone to justify their endless toil
stink rising from your sarcophagus as feeding worms coil
Flesh meat decomposing, rotting on the bone sirloin steak spoil
So peasant, get a grip and try not to fucking trip
as the MajestiK express leaves you smeared on the strip
Whilst fam and kinfolk cry over the tombstone that reads 1978-2008 RIP
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I see you took my advice and committed suicide.
Mag that was clever with the digits
But I'm gonna let everyone know you a midget
whose fingers are short and rigid
Standing 3ft tall
walk so slow you might as well crawl
Takes you 1 week to walk around the mall
6hrs to stand if you fall
I heard you get pushed around in a cart
Your fingers spread 1/16 of an inch apart.
No wonder you take so long responding
You've been typing since friday morning
Now you claiming you Apollo Creed
No ones ever been knocked out from a punch to the knees.
I'm gonna stomp your little ass
PO PO you need to change the thread title to BLOOD BATH.
But I'm gonna let everyone know you a midget
whose fingers are short and rigid
Standing 3ft tall
walk so slow you might as well crawl
Takes you 1 week to walk around the mall
6hrs to stand if you fall
I heard you get pushed around in a cart
Your fingers spread 1/16 of an inch apart.
No wonder you take so long responding
You've been typing since friday morning
Now you claiming you Apollo Creed
No ones ever been knocked out from a punch to the knees.
I'm gonna stomp your little ass
PO PO you need to change the thread title to BLOOD BATH.
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OH MY LAWD....now this is why this man is called magnificent...
Slaying not one but three one time... Izzy girl murder and mayhem... fighting back thats what i likes slaughter that butcher... Who he think he is...Majestik
am glad to see that you could grace us again with your vibes. took you long enough Now you come forward and went straight after SOL's serial killa...
fearless....Woah....Butcher you cal Rocky name and now he vex man.....He's about to knock your ass out...
How do I enter the tournament? This seems like fun, I want to play...
How strong is your back Ons?
In here there is blood to be shed, Don't start nothing if you can't finish it. War is war and although you fine as hell
there is no mercy...you think you got what it takes,to play with the bad boys
I ain't neva scurred!
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