Lady S he thinks those good looks gonna get him some play in here It's really just going to make McGuyver more vicious.
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*Part II* Poetry battling...yall know what to do...
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Lady S he thinks those good looks gonna get him some play in here It's really just going to make McGuyver more vicious.
Ask Aristotle
That was a counter attack??
Rocky he seems to be all talk. Someone should take him out. I'm just saying...
NO, but no one came at me first...I've been waiting. I guess I'll just have to keep waitin'...
Yes, please come and take me out...
NO, but no one came at me first...I've been waiting. I guess I'll just have to keep waitin'...
Yes, please come and take me out...
So let me get this straight you ran into the lions den yelling attack me.
hmmmm watch what you ask for.
So let me get this straight you ran into the lions den yelling attack me.
Yeah I guess I'm like dude here...
Wow, I guess we sparrin'
'cause this ain't no fight
McGuyver or Rocky or whatever you're called
couldn't even spell slaughter right
spinal taps no,
I'd rather tap the guts of your girl
make her lungs collapse from gaspin' for breath
until she fuckin' hurls
Yeah they call me the colon rodder
'cause I'll stick my foot so far up your ass
make your feces turn into chocolate powder...
Wow, I guess we sparrin'
'cause this ain't no fight
McGuyver or Rocky or whatever you're called
couldn't even spell slaughter right
spinal taps no,
I'd rather tap the guts of your girl
make her lungs collapse from gaspin' for breath
until she fuckin' hurls
Yeah they call me the colon rodder
'cause I'll stick my foot so far up your ass
make your feces turn into chocolate powder...
Damn dude its too early to call spell check
wait gimme a sec
is that you on the deck?
from that 6 line chin check
You found slaughter
for your effort here's a quarter
wait, I owe to your mother and her daughter
Your sister I warn you don't kiss her
After she swallowed I fist her
"You make your boyfriend's feces turn to chocolate powder?"
Was this before or after I gave your moms the golden shower?
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Damn dude its too early to call spell check
wait gimme a sec
is that you on the deck?
from that 6 line chin check
You found slaughter
for your effort here's a quarter
wait, I owe to your mother and her daughter
Your sister I warn you don't kiss her
After she swallowed I fist her
"You make your boyfriend's feces turn to chocolate powder?"
Weak rhymes for weak attempts
I'll make your shit exempt
I tell ya,
Not one line of the trash you wrote is worth 6 pence
At the expense of the malinformed
I don't have a sister or a whore for a mother
but I'll bet on your baby dick your shit's deformed
I found out from the last chick you slept with
she said after fuckin' her she felt so dirty
she cleaned herself with antiseptics
I swear your ass is so pathetic
You didn't realize that you said you were my "boyfriend"
Fag, I won't accept it
You best forget
You ain't no lion
Lyin' about you being the king of the jungle
When you really need a shoulder to cry on...
Damn simp you reading too deep into the rhymes
Is that why you are spending so much time
Writing. or is the gay shit you inviting
I'm hetero homos i'm not liking.
Mr. counter attacker
How are you gonna attack while on your back
Onslaught the colon rodder
On a slaughter? You get no daps
Cause male spines you tap
Simp sit the fuck down
Sexy scorpio gave you the frown
Because your rhyme was far from on time
Drop one rhyme now you acting like you the shit
Sexy scorp like, shit this like your dick
This all I get?
Fucking misfit
I put fear in Idi Amin
You aint nothing but a dope Fein
Come clean
You on a pipe dream
Thought it was the perfect scheme
But I’ll rip your style at the seams
Leave ya assed out
There is no doubt my style is immortal, superlative and stout
You on an onslaught
But on the wrong end of the slaughter
Mcguyver don’t do miniscule tricks like walk on water
When I spit the heavens cheer
I’ll make your mind’s eye tear
Don’t stare
I exude a brilliant glare
like a solar flare
Is that why you are spending so much time
Writing. or is the gay shit you inviting
I'm hetero homos i'm not liking.
Mr. counter attacker
How are you gonna attack while on your back
Onslaught the colon rodder
On a slaughter? You get no daps
Cause male spines you tap
Simp sit the fuck down
Sexy scorpio gave you the frown
Because your rhyme was far from on time
Drop one rhyme now you acting like you the shit
Sexy scorp like, shit this like your dick
This all I get?
Fucking misfit
I put fear in Idi Amin
You aint nothing but a dope Fein
Come clean
You on a pipe dream
Thought it was the perfect scheme
But I’ll rip your style at the seams
Leave ya assed out
There is no doubt my style is immortal, superlative and stout
You on an onslaught
But on the wrong end of the slaughter
Mcguyver don’t do miniscule tricks like walk on water
When I spit the heavens cheer
I’ll make your mind’s eye tear
Don’t stare
I exude a brilliant glare
like a solar flare
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Actually that was the second written I posted on this board
The first time I was blessing you all and I got some applause
Owl called me into the battle and of course he got floored
You came after me and we been at it ever since
You ain't better, I'm always ahead by at least an inch
What will they say in a few years
when they comeback and check these threads
Cyba came into the battle
and he was "OFF WITH THEY HEADS"
Shane,
"The one who used to post trannies and shit?"
"He got a speech impediment and talk with a lisp?"
"He even fawned over mousey and was all on her clit?"
"The one we could easily mistake for Pikestreet and shit?"
It's OK man, keep doin' you
I heard she even got some ink sayin' "Shane My Boo"
And On-Sloth
I don't even got words for you
You came in the thread and
you do what you do
An emcee comin to battle but
"I'm waiting for you"!
"You go first cause I only counter attack"
The same dude that always spit last on the track
Real easy to cut off cause his shit's always wack
Matter of fact
The first four lines of your rhyme was my lines
Since you only wrote 8 bars half your shit is mine!
That's the only reason half your shit is dope
The only way to get fly is steal another dudes quote
Go find a tree cause I already got the rope
Hang it up
Shane, nice hat
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wow,soo we continuing off of old rhymes I see?
I'll do somethin' a little bit different and see if you can pick it up...
You exude a brilliant glare like a solar flare?
I don't think a soul will care
when your soul dispairs, from the holes you'll bare
from me beatin' the shit up out ya
please don't test the master kohai
or you'll die before there's time to counter
As far as Sexy Scorp goes, oh she knows the deal
My mouth is shut but ask her and I'm sure she'll give the seal,
of Approval
Before I give a perusal to your rhymes
I just want to let you know that your quickly runnin' out of time
McGuyver only had a few seconds before the bomb blew
and then he would normally difuse it and save the day too
But I'm sorry, your luck ran out like the gas up in your car
I swear Rocky, your more of a pussy than your avatar...
I never said you had a mother for a whore
But why you think we sent you to the store
What I pay your moms to do behind closed doors
Is our business
But I’ll tell ya she didn’t leave one sperm as a witness
Checking behind my dick is the ultimate gayness
Instead of fucking you asking about my dick
I’m gonna end your faggot life real quick
No wonder you were talking so much
Shit you getting ready to suck
WTF!!! I’m pulling the glocks out
And putting one in your mouth
Go figure Onslaught a pillow biter
My trigger finger I’m squeezing tighter
1 shot fired onslaught expired
2 more shots to the head
Just to make sure his faggot ass is dead.
Oh and don't worry about my avatar
while you're gone I'm gonna turn your moms into a porn star.
But why you think we sent you to the store
What I pay your moms to do behind closed doors
Is our business
But I’ll tell ya she didn’t leave one sperm as a witness
Checking behind my dick is the ultimate gayness
Instead of fucking you asking about my dick
I’m gonna end your faggot life real quick
No wonder you were talking so much
Shit you getting ready to suck
WTF!!! I’m pulling the glocks out
And putting one in your mouth
Go figure Onslaught a pillow biter
My trigger finger I’m squeezing tighter
1 shot fired onslaught expired
2 more shots to the head
Just to make sure his faggot ass is dead.
Oh and don't worry about my avatar
while you're gone I'm gonna turn your moms into a porn star.
It's really just going to make McGuyver more vicious.
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Cyba you know why you is my second
because you come at everybody. I like that bredren. 
fearlessness wow,soo we continuing off of old rhymes I see?
I'll do somethin' a little bit different and see if you can pick it up...
You exude a brilliant glare like a solar flare?
I don't think a soul will care
when your soul dispairs, from the holes you'll bare
from me beatin' the shit up out ya
please don't test the master kohai
or you'll die before there's time to counter
As far as Sexy Scorp goes, oh she knows the deal
My mouth is shut but ask her and I'm sure she'll give the seal,
of Approval
Before I give a perusal to your rhymes
I just want to let you know that your quickly runnin' out of time
McGuyver only had a few seconds before the bomb blew
and then he would normally difuse it and save the day too
But I'm sorry, your luck ran out like the gas up in your car
I swear Rocky, your more of a pussy than your avatar...
Ons comes @ guyver calls him less than a lion....a pussy no less Mc I know I ask not to touch his face but I know how you are and he did call you pussy a shaven one at that. Bullet bullet bullet....Rocky does NOT play Ons.
You even got Cyba at you Ons.
can you handle more than one 
WTF is this? and using pics to cover your lack of talent.Is only causing me to be more violent
look simp put the rhymes for dummies down
Or else I will continue to clown
When sexy scorp see this shit
she gonna say "I'm glad I didn't give onslaught the digits."
"that retarded Fidget." (Fidget= faggot + midget)
You should've read the thread's warning
Mcguyver Bodies simp from sun up til next morning
But I got faith in you simp.
By the end of this battle
your fidget ass will walk away no arms, no legs and a grin.
Feeling like you been hit a thousand times by the biggest tree limb.
Killing is Mcguyver's thing.
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These pics are out of control! Lady S you need to regulate because I'm laughin so hard I can barely read the rhyme. Why is Shane on Mouse's booty and Ons wtf is up with that cat!
Sis this is a battle by any means necessary.
only one exception and well we dealt with that already. Other than that its open season. murderous mayhem. The cat killed it though.
Where the fuck is onslaught the actor
Star of my slaughter
Guess he didn't know Mcguyver so great will turn sand to water
Motherfucker I'm a superstar
I fly don't need a fucking car
Rhymes so hot they dissolve tar
and you thought you were sparrin
its your carcus PO PO is carryin
Fuk you I'm not here to teach
Simp i'm outta your reach
shit i'm so high they don't call it a level
For my talent they tried to give me a medal
fuck them I own the universe
fuck now you triggered a blood thirst
I spit verse after verse
nothing but fire
would like to retire
But murder is fueling my desire
for souls
Where is onslaught that fucking troll
I warned you my veins run cold
your simp ass thought you were being bold
stepped up to the plate
Now I'm gonna go to your wake
tell everyone you were a fucking fake.
Star of my slaughter
Guess he didn't know Mcguyver so great will turn sand to water
Motherfucker I'm a superstar
I fly don't need a fucking car
Rhymes so hot they dissolve tar
and you thought you were sparrin
its your carcus PO PO is carryin
Fuk you I'm not here to teach
Simp i'm outta your reach
shit i'm so high they don't call it a level
For my talent they tried to give me a medal
fuck them I own the universe
fuck now you triggered a blood thirst
I spit verse after verse
nothing but fire
would like to retire
But murder is fueling my desire
for souls
Where is onslaught that fucking troll
I warned you my veins run cold
your simp ass thought you were being bold
stepped up to the plate
Now I'm gonna go to your wake
tell everyone you were a fucking fake.
Is only causing me to be more violent
look simp put the rhymes for dummies down
Or else I will continue to clown
When sexy scorp see this shit
she gonna say "I'm glad I didn't give onslaught the digits."
"that retarded Fidget." (Fidget= faggot + midget)
You should've read the thread's warning
Mcguyver Bodies simp from sun up til next morning
But I got faith in you simp.
By the end of this battle
your fidget ass will walk away no arms, no legs and a grin.
Feeling like you been hit a thousand times by the biggest tree limb.
Ons you done pissed him off now I'd pray for you Ons but....
Cyba, I don't steal your rhymes, I dissect the shit
And I dissected it with a fork, picked it apart with fine etiquette
You best to quit
'Cause the nigga that rhymes last, spits ether
Whalin' on your ass to never relinquish you a breather
Best believe the hype
Go fly a kite, get the fuck out
Before I embarass you, take a dive in Lady S' dug out
You went the bitch route, go get your cunt rag,
And go gag,
Talkin' about I'm hangin' from a tree,
While you're hangin' from my nuts fag...
And as for you McGaver
I'm wonderin' about your faggish behavior
Didn't your mother tell ya not go to and play the dozens?
I guess the warnin', never got your ears to go a buzzin'
That's why I bukkaked your mother's face, gave a jelly donut to your cousin
I guess I'm just like Christ the way I resurrect myself
I told you commit suicide but you came and asked for help
Get it straight, I control your fate
You don't even hessitate
You look at chick's on SOL and proceed to masturbate
Why don't you get a date?
I inundate your attempts at ever deadin' me
Step your game up, you ain't even of the same pedigree
Get your weight up...
And I dissected it with a fork, picked it apart with fine etiquette
You best to quit
'Cause the nigga that rhymes last, spits ether
Whalin' on your ass to never relinquish you a breather
Best believe the hype
Go fly a kite, get the fuck out
Before I embarass you, take a dive in Lady S' dug out
You went the bitch route, go get your cunt rag,
And go gag,
Talkin' about I'm hangin' from a tree,
While you're hangin' from my nuts fag...
And as for you McGaver
I'm wonderin' about your faggish behavior
Didn't your mother tell ya not go to and play the dozens?
I guess the warnin', never got your ears to go a buzzin'
That's why I bukkaked your mother's face, gave a jelly donut to your cousin
I guess I'm just like Christ the way I resurrect myself
I told you commit suicide but you came and asked for help
Get it straight, I control your fate
You don't even hessitate
You look at chick's on SOL and proceed to masturbate
Why don't you get a date?
I inundate your attempts at ever deadin' me
Step your game up, you ain't even of the same pedigree
Get your weight up...
My last for tonight...
They call me OnSlaught for a reason,
I'm seasoned for slaughter
That's my last name,
Because I proceed to beat bloody your still-born daughter
Don't ever mistake quantity for quality
I'm a sick ass bastard,
And you just happened become one of my novelties
Casualties of war I take no prisoners
McGuyver, the black, wack version of Henry Kissinger
Literature, had never documented a massacre
Until I put thought to keys, and ruptured your masseter
While tryin' to pronounce my elloquent prose
You finicky ho,
I'll dead you with a combination of my lyrical blows...
Peace out
They call me OnSlaught for a reason,
I'm seasoned for slaughter
That's my last name,
Because I proceed to beat bloody your still-born daughter
Don't ever mistake quantity for quality
I'm a sick ass bastard,
And you just happened become one of my novelties
Casualties of war I take no prisoners
McGuyver, the black, wack version of Henry Kissinger
Literature, had never documented a massacre
Until I put thought to keys, and ruptured your masseter
While tryin' to pronounce my elloquent prose
You finicky ho,
I'll dead you with a combination of my lyrical blows...
Peace out
Cyba, I don't steal your rhymes, I dissect the shit
And I dissected it with a fork, picked it apart with fine etiquette
You best to quit
'Cause the nigga that rhymes last, spits ether
Whalin' on your ass to never relinquish you a breather
Best believe the hype
Go fly a kite, get the fuck out
Before I embarass you, take a dive in Lady S' dug out
You went the bitch route, go get your cunt rag,
And go gag,
Talkin' about I'm hangin' from a tree,
While you're hangin' from my nuts fag...
And as for you McGaver
I'm wonderin' about your faggish behavior
Didn't your mother tell ya not go to and play the dozens?
I guess the warnin', never got your ears to go a buzzin'
That's why I bukkaked your mother's face, gave a jelly donut to your cousin
I guess I'm just like Christ the way I resurrect myself
I told you commit suicide but you came and asked for help
Get it straight, I control your fate
You don't even hessitate
You look at chick's on SOL and proceed to masturbate
Why don't you get a date?
I inundate your attempts at ever deadin' me
Step your game up, you ain't even of the same pedigree
Get your weight up...
2 in one Slaughtering just for fun
My last for tonight...
They call me OnSlaught for a reason,
I'm seasoned for slaughter
That's my last name,
Because I proceed to beat bloody your still-born daughter
Don't ever mistake quantity for quality
I'm a sick ass bastard,
And you just happened become one of my novelties
Casualties of war I take no prisoners
McGuyver, the black, wack version of Henry Kissinger
Literature, had never documented a massacre
Until I put thought to keys, and ruptured your masseter
While tryin' to pronounce my elloquent prose
You finicky ho,
I'll dead you with a combination of my lyrical blows...
Peace out
*inhales*
ahhhhh yes the scent of a fresh kill...
This simp finally wrote a good one.
But you faggot I'm just gettin warm.
They call you onslaught cause you caught in my blood bath.
The gay flag is flying at staff.
Tomorrow you will fell my wrath.
Fag at you I laugh. Quality? You mark ass trick.
Sexy scorp helped you write that shit.
And you are dead as a brick.
Now go write some more wack ass shit.
Play catch up simp trick.
But you faggot I'm just gettin warm.
They call you onslaught cause you caught in my blood bath.
The gay flag is flying at staff.
Tomorrow you will fell my wrath.
Fag at you I laugh. Quality? You mark ass trick.
Sexy scorp helped you write that shit.
And you are dead as a brick.
Now go write some more wack ass shit.
Play catch up simp trick.
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My last for tonight...
They call me OnSlaught for a reason,
I'm seasoned for slaughter
That's my last name,
Because I proceed to beat bloody your still-born daughter
Don't ever mistake quantity for quality
I'm a sick ass bastard,
And you just happened become one of my novelties
Casualties of war I take no prisoners
McGuyver, the black, wack version of Henry Kissinger
Literature, had never documented a massacre
Until I put thought to keys, and ruptured your masseter
While tryin' to pronounce my elloquent prose
You finicky ho,
I'll dead you with a combination of my lyrical blows...
Peace out
Did this motherfucker pull a, "I can use bigger words than you move."
pathetic....pronounce that fag.
Did this motherfucker pull a, "I can use bigger words than you move."
Wow, MG, it's just fun and games man, chill!
Damn, I got you stutterin' in your last rhyme and shit, and now you're all made at the fact that I use big words well...I'm sorry I progressed passed Sesame Street rhymes man...
Wow, MG, it's just fun and games man, chill!
Damn, I got you stutterin' in your last rhyme and shit, and now you're all made at the fact that I use big words well...I'm sorry I progressed passed Sesame Street rhymes man...
Keep your game face on kid, and one good rhyme doesn't mean progress.
Please don't make me show you how raw I gets.
I'm relentless, menacing
while you are just talking
If you aint rhyming then you stalking
your lame ass fits the mold
Your pride was the first thing I stole
this is a card game first hand you already fold
poker ha! you aint nothing put a joker
The first line you cried spell check.
Bodied you and the dictionary you get.
talking bout you can't pronounce this
Made 2 post screaming "WOW!" look what I did.
"A good rhyme
and its all mine"
You got to be the most retarded of all time.
1 good and you still like 7 behind.
Simp you weak
WHY?
Cause dead men can't speak.
I kill simps like you everyday of the week.
Ya'll keep me out this shit
Ya'll keep me out this shit
and they tell me that I am an instigator... I am only here to encourage but my sister let me interpret this for yall lads....What she really means is that she loves this ish. She wants to see blood as much as the rest of us. Why do yall think she started this.
She left her husband Aristotle because he got killed off in here My sister is all about this do NOT let her fool yall. Ummm SS you I loves yuh but they had to know the truth
What she really means is that she loves this ish. She wants to see blood as much as the rest of us. Why do yall think she started this.
Ummm SS you I loves yuh but they had to know the truth
Sis we are supposed to be fam,how you let them know whats going on
Sis we are supposed to be fam,how you let them know whats going on
I took you outta one of the rhymes i had because of your comment.
Cyba, I don't steal your rhymes, I dissect the shit
And I dissected it with a fork, picked it apart with fine etiquette
You best to quit
'Cause the nigga that rhymes last, spits ether
Whalin' on your ass to never relinquish you a breather
Best believe the hype
Go fly a kite, get the fuck out
Before I embarass you, take a dive in Lady S' dug out
You went the bitch route, go get your cunt rag,
And go gag,
Talkin' about I'm hangin' from a tree,
While you're hangin' from my nuts fag...
Only a gay man would invite another man to play with his balls
Keep fuckin' around
Somebody's gonna have to put you on the wall
pour beer in your memory
Send flowers to your mom
Cause you stepped on a landmine
Got blown by a bomb
Chose the name Onslaught
Got slaughtered in the field
Just another e-thug
Tryin to keep it e-real
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Sis we are supposed to be fam,how you let them know whats going on
Sis you know these are men in here you know its this kinda ish that messes with their heads.
ummm I mean
slaughtering the slaughterer
“You the piss in project hallways.” HUH?
I’m the bleach they used to clean your nasty ass up
I’m the punch that hit you when you forget to duck
I’m your only hope when you’re outta luck
It’s my dick your girl suck
I’m the one she tells you can’t fuck
While I’m digging in her guts
I’m the one stretching IZZY’s back
Fuck I’m so strong I’m Get-you-hot’s bra strap
I’m the last breath before your lungs collapse
I’m the Cadillac taking you to your dirt nap
I’m the bullet in your head
The reason you are on your death bed
I’m the voice telling you not to fight
Go ahead walk to the light
I shine, far from bright
I’m brilliant
IQ a billion
You didn’t have the resilience it takes
You should’ve pumped your breaks
One annoyance sealed your fate
Cyba cut you up smaller than fish bait
Now PO PO dragging you out the lake
TOMBSTONE “RIP ONSLAUGHT PILLOWBITER FUCKED WITH MCGUYVER SEALED HIS FATE ”
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