*Part II* Poetry battling...yall know what to do...
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“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 ”
Oooooh No you didn't!
Good show chaps! Cyba, Ons, MC- nice work.
You bit off a lot Ons but you hanging in there
Cyba and Mc are some champs. Tread lightly young grasshoppa.
“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 ”
why i gotta do your dutty wuk for you....
guyver dis one was tight...yeah Ons how you gonna counter this one. 
You were were just crucified
you gonna take that ish. Man step up and fight like the man you are. 
*sigh* she did it again
Oooooh No you didn't!
Good show chaps! Cyba, Ons, MC- nice work.
You bit off a lot Ons but you hanging in there
He's doing his thing Iz but he better remember where he's at and that blood needs to spill. NO MERCY, no holding back.
True, I'm Not...
Somebody changed this old man's Depends...
I'm the city cat's Aristotle
Hot set's vet role model
Master Degrees I mentor
still reaching the hood warlords
Born to be better than Isa
I'm just a griot
Teaching seven sevens
to amerikkkan's unforgiven
bastard children
every interjection i inject
removes five thirds of the poison
you do the math(introspect)
I AM THE ENNEAD
You don't wanna roam with Lokman
Thrown through dense ethers of gritty blocks, man..
I am the sands that define time
the vibrations of evolved mind
The brink of destruction
Born at the cusp of
genesis and revelation
you do the revel making
You prance to the beat...
While I raise the human species
above species...
I may not be hip-hop
but I am the see-saw
that tips the scale
the lone pendulum
that chokes the walrus
and melts the leeches
from the aged whale...
If I'm over ya head
DON'T BE AFRAID TO TELL..
(everyone of my enemies got taught well..)
If you get knocked off
ya hip hop high horse
I'll be here to give ya hand
i'm Owl,
I've been know to enlighten
even the likes of you, old man..
when in the dragon's lair
watch who you spar
God rewarded me with scars
so I could walk tall among forbidden stars....
I'm not even gonna respond
I'm a give you flashbacks
I'll just post a reminder of why you left the board for a few weeks
When you hear the sound, you ninjas better hit the ground
When I spit hollow-point horizontal rain it pounds
You going down - One, two three ya out
Why amateurs is in the ring and this a title bout?
Squared circle
fake fuck Irkles - dick-ride my pedigree
dick tuck, circle jerks fallin off the fairy tree
Card girl bitch tried to diss, I couldn't let it be
Off a pic in my avatar this bitch wanted to marry me
You scary B
I am the harbinger of death here
I’ll beat you wif a book then I’ll choke you wit a death stare
I’ll jump up on the stage, just to murder your rap act
I’ll John Henrik Clark you, blind you wif black facts
At the library, the place where they bury the lies
I pick up books and read right between the lines
To find the lies, like how you was born wif balls
That be the day when your punk ass see me fall
Don’t ring my phone, I refuse to take the call
[Ring the alarm, another soundbwoy dyin’]
You remind me of strange fruit, this ninja Billie Holiday
NY in the Village, He the leader of the gay parade
I'm just dousin' you wif rhymes, now I'm a let you soak and marinade
oak and barrel sommelier, premier est le denier
Yessss
I'm also talkin that French shit
I spit in different languages, but I'm a let you languish it
No me hoda mariposa I can also bring it in Spanish kid
Stop now, mayne you better fuckin forfeit
Get on your knees and praise whoever you worship
Onslaught What the fuck
Don't run, I commend you on stepping up
Even though you laid up with stitches
You didn't go out like the sideline bitches
Fuck those smoke blowers
slow blow throwers
I'm a neck snapper
slideline simp slapper
I'm gonna feed all you sideline bitches
To the fishes
What part of the game is this?
Yall gonna watch the fight till you get hit
All sideline simps are catching bullets
Mcguyver's relentless
Fuck the judge, jury I issue on the spot death sentences.
If you marks waitng to get hit consider this a hit.
Yes Izzy I'm annoyed.
Don't run, I commend you on stepping up
Even though you laid up with stitches
You didn't go out like the sideline bitches
Fuck those smoke blowers
slow blow throwers
I'm a neck snapper
slideline simp slapper
I'm gonna feed all you sideline bitches
To the fishes
What part of the game is this?
Yall gonna watch the fight till you get hit
All sideline simps are catching bullets
Mcguyver's relentless
Fuck the judge, jury I issue on the spot death sentences.
If you marks waitng to get hit consider this a hit.
Yes Izzy I'm annoyed.
Nice one fam but you know this is a battle thread right?
I call Bullshit....
Same thing you did last time...
Fuckin' Hip Hop Heads, always wanna remix something....
Not a remix
You're just not worthy
You didn't respond for weeks
and now you're thirsty?
Took a little time
wrote some lines
thought you could murk me?
You need to get on your knees
and pray with much piety
at far as you're concerned
Consider me A deity
And if you was a god
I'd be A-theist
Plus I don't like the way
you wave your wrist
All limp and shit
What's this comment
about fuckin' hip-hop heads?
When what you really wanna do
Is give Hip-Hop Head
C'mon Owl be a real fag
I'm not tellin'
You wanna come out the closet
Just like Ellen
Oooooh No you didn't!
Good show chaps! Cyba, Ons, MC- nice work.
You bit off a lot Ons but you hanging in there
Iza, please don't think that I get full off of tiny morsels...I'm hungry, so I'm about to eat.
why i gotta do your dutty wuk for you....
You were were just crucified
*sigh* she did it again
He's doing his thing Iz but he better remember where he's at and that blood needs to spill. NO MERCY, no holding back.
Ummm, as goes for you, Iza, and Mcguyver...I'm sorry I got a life separate from BGOL and SOL, but I can't spend all my waking hours "typin'" battle raps...like I said McGuyver, QUALITY, not quantity...
Iza, please don't think that I get full off of tiny morsels...I'm hungry, so I'm about to eat.
Ummm, as goes for you, Iza, and Mcguyver...I'm sorry I got a life separate from BGOL and SOL, but I can't spend all my waking hours "typin'" battle raps...like I said McGuyver, QUALITY, not quantity...
save the commentary
Spit or bounce
Iza, please don't think that I get full off of tiny morsels...I'm hungry, so I'm about to eat.
Ummm, as goes for you, Iza, and Mcguyver...I'm sorry I got a life separate from BGOL and SOL, but I can't spend all my waking hours "typin'" battle raps...like I said McGuyver, QUALITY, not quantity...
This simp didn't do the unthinkable did he? After I gave him probs.
You are now in the bitch category. And I know for a fact you log on everyday 3 times a day. Bgol/sol is your life. and you broke>>>>http://www.bgol.us/board/showthread.php?t=233039 Did he say quality. was he reading his shit?
He reverbs his trashiest classics
and has the nerve to ask this?
Dude, you're not wax
more like plastic
this is tragic...
He's reposted the same rhyme
at least three times
Please don't make me crack your safe,brah
I'm still a BGOL crime scene investigator,
You've read the threads
Even when I'm simpin',
I'm highly respected,
even when you're posting heat,
your threads get neglected...
Left your rhyme book on the other side of town?
Is this why you sound brand new, and dumbed down?
Are you just another fallen rap star?
How you gonna compete with a mental Czar
and you're so emotionally scarred?
You fared well,
but time to say fare well,
You couldn't shine or burn bright
if you were an oil line dripping in hell
You're burned out, dawg
go swallow ya geritol,
I breathe to blow down prison walls
scratching YBO on the hollowed halls
with these war scarred talons
gripping these golden balls
You got guts to still scream hip hop
but I know you're just a bald top
jacking off in your flip flops
Don't get mad,
you held your ass out and my foot got in it,
Now, switch tabs before the nurse comes to wipe up ya shit...
Don’t hate Owl, I got many styles …
I could hit you with the old flow if you want.
But on the real
It don’t matter what you post
You still ain’t shit
Meanwhile,
I’m a Legend like Will Smith
This ain’t a hundred yard dash dude
This a marathon
I done lapped you a 100 times
Swimmin’ laps in a triathlon
I’m a hooptieville driving
28 mile bike riding
While reading a book
See no evil
And you can’t look
You and shane conniving
You sittin back waiting
I’m thrivin
It don’t matter
‘cause all of yall switch emcees
Might as well rock a dress
cause you bitch emcees
I’m not concerned
That you can’t learn
The game is easy to mimic
but its hard to earn
You waited like a good boy
Now its your turn
It’s your funeral
Choose a box or an urn?
I originate
birth or breed
seed and follow through
until spawn
Nurture and Inspire
As though I were
Melvin Tolson
I split atums or adams
and re-rock them
without baking soda..
Master
AS In:
fuck a legend,
I am the ever-breathing lotus,
I mold minds
like cast steel in molten iron
I run the gamut
Who needs his track meet?
don't deceive yourself
your wealth of rhymes
has been vandalized
by the wicked hands of time
buy some more lines, son
as in pupil
you have been neutered
not in sexless
just no balls
he can only copy
not create at all...
birth or breed
seed and follow through
until spawn
Nurture and Inspire
As though I were
Melvin Tolson
I split atums or adams
and re-rock them
without baking soda..
Master
AS In:
fuck a legend,
I am the ever-breathing lotus,
I mold minds
like cast steel in molten iron
I run the gamut
Who needs his track meet?
don't deceive yourself
your wealth of rhymes
has been vandalized
by the wicked hands of time
buy some more lines, son
as in pupil
you have been neutered
not in sexless
just no balls
he can only copy
not create at all...
Iza, please don't think that I get full off of tiny morsels...I'm hungry, so I'm about to eat.
Ummm, as goes for you, Iza, and Mcguyver...I'm sorry I got a life separate from BGOL and SOL, but I can't spend all my waking hours "typin'" battle raps...like I said McGuyver, QUALITY, not quantity...
Wat? Hold on there buckaroo, I was congratulating you on your part in the game. You do what you do, no need for explanation or indictment about other people's time (especially not mine)....and I know for a fact Mc works and has a very full life too; he just happens to be quick with his viciousness. Don't hate- learn.It's all in fun Ons- looking forward to your next big bite.
Iza, please don't think that I get full off of tiny morsels...I'm hungry, so I'm about to eat.
Ummm, as goes for you, Iza, and Mcguyver...I'm sorry I got a life separate from BGOL and SOL, but I can't spend all my waking hours "typin'" battle raps...like I said McGuyver, QUALITY, not quantity...
Tell em baby
.Ya'll stop messing with him
Tell em baby
You better go and wipe your retard's drool from around his mouth.Before I take a trip down south
To hell,
and bury him again
Fucking with my Izzy, he's straight trippin
Your boy is diggin a hole
he was told it was gonna get rough
He needs to grab some nuts and get tough
Regroup and study the stuff, he wrote
before I expose him as a lyrical joke.
Before I take a trip down south
To hell,
and bury him again
Fucking with my Izzy, he's straight trippin
Your boy is diggin a hole
he was told it was gonna get rough
He needs to grab some nuts and get tough
Regroup and study the stuff, he wrote
before I expose him as a lyrical joke.
This is for both Cyba and McGuyver...
I never invited you to hang from my balls
You latched on when you spotted McGayver, hangin' for dear life-
Get knocked the fuck off
MG, I think dude, you little bit chubby
Laughin' at your fat ass bein' shaped like a tele-tubby
I'm way more than talk,
I back my shit up like a sceptic tank
This ain't a prank, have you drown to death-sank
Walkin' the death plank
Oh and for both you bitches,
I told you, it's quality not quantity,
Your full of shit,
I guess that's why you're on the receiving end of sodomy,
Probably the reason why your asses can't even walk straight
Cyba take the dick outta McGuyver's mouth, maybe that's the reason he can't talk straight
Look up the name, and you will see the definition,
I come at niggaz non-stop, 'cause I have endless ammunition
You ain't even begun to piss me off, and I'm murderin' you bitches
I cum harder on your Mrs. than Roger Clemen's fast ball pitches
Found in ditches buried alive is where I'll throw your ass
Oh and when you talked about the flag, you meant to say they'll fly it at half mast
Your punk ass, can't even get the facts right
Your mother told me she's disgraced, because she raised her son, the hermaphrodite
You talk about me bein' broke, but your stock is falling
A dude who keeps track of how much I'm online, now that's appalling
Your ballin' your eyes out 'cause you're a straight pussy
Please don't push me
I'm on the edge
I'll make you regret everything you ever typed or ever said
Keep this shit up, Like Omar from the Wire I'll come straight at your head
Take shots at me, I'm like Superman, the shit just bounce off
I'll show the the true meaning of projectile motion
Like Isaac Asimov
I got more bullets for your ass than a shotgun sawed-off
Please pause, comin' at me with homo shit
I advise you to take your mouth off LS' and Izayoi's clit
I never invited you to hang from my balls
You latched on when you spotted McGayver, hangin' for dear life-
Get knocked the fuck off
MG, I think dude, you little bit chubby
Laughin' at your fat ass bein' shaped like a tele-tubby
I'm way more than talk,
I back my shit up like a sceptic tank
This ain't a prank, have you drown to death-sank
Walkin' the death plank
Oh and for both you bitches,
I told you, it's quality not quantity,
Your full of shit,
I guess that's why you're on the receiving end of sodomy,
Probably the reason why your asses can't even walk straight
Cyba take the dick outta McGuyver's mouth, maybe that's the reason he can't talk straight
Look up the name, and you will see the definition,
I come at niggaz non-stop, 'cause I have endless ammunition
You ain't even begun to piss me off, and I'm murderin' you bitches
I cum harder on your Mrs. than Roger Clemen's fast ball pitches
Found in ditches buried alive is where I'll throw your ass
Oh and when you talked about the flag, you meant to say they'll fly it at half mast
Your punk ass, can't even get the facts right
Your mother told me she's disgraced, because she raised her son, the hermaphrodite
You talk about me bein' broke, but your stock is falling
A dude who keeps track of how much I'm online, now that's appalling
Your ballin' your eyes out 'cause you're a straight pussy
Please don't push me
I'm on the edge
I'll make you regret everything you ever typed or ever said
Keep this shit up, Like Omar from the Wire I'll come straight at your head
Take shots at me, I'm like Superman, the shit just bounce off
I'll show the the true meaning of projectile motion
Like Isaac Asimov
I got more bullets for your ass than a shotgun sawed-off
Please pause, comin' at me with homo shit
I advise you to take your mouth off LS' and Izayoi's clit
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Before I take a trip down south
To hell,
and bury him again
Fucking with my Izzy, he's straight trippin
Your boy is diggin a hole
he was told it was gonna get rough
He needs to grab some nuts and get tough
Regroup and study the stuff, he wrote
before I expose him as a lyrical joke.
Please, you expose me as a lyrical joke?
Before you comment on what I wrote
Take the dick up out your throat
Before you provoke me to make you look like Corky from Life Goes On
You take the internet too seriously, buddy...Life goes on
You moron,
It must be nice to have a cheering section
But birds of feather, flock together
So you're a pussy, but one with an infection
Who fucked a dude with herpes while wearing no protection
I swear your ass fucked up,
'cause you don't know with whom you are messin'
Second guessin' now what you say and you write
Your belly's showin', your shirts too tight
I think you are related to Beekers, GDfolks, Ducan, and Pike
Stop the hype, 'cause dude is soft as clay
Or maybe silly puddy, 'cause your girl said your dick is limp and you are gay
I don't play with fire but you do 'cause you are flamin'
You en fuego, nigga's mannerisms are like Clay Aikens
Please smell the bacon, your ass is cooked
I swear your stutterin' ass needs to st-st-st-study,
step your vocab up, go read a book
First let me address the LIONS in the house Cyba come dirty baby you know how it is 
Owl merciless
Mcguyver aka Rocky blood everywhere.... early morning massacres I love it.
Uhmmm who you callin you I told you when you decided to jump in this joint its not a friendly game of tag fight back or get your sexy ass bled... you who the hell is you I gotta name...
he looking for love and inspiration I think Izzy...
Sis if your new toy can't take the heat he knows what to do.... Ons you got my sister fighting for you bredren wait wait
ONS
I am glad to see you take the fight on again, not just once but twice. When you fight make them feel pain whatever it takes to win you do. Whatever it takes to bleed them is how you do.
Owl merciless
Mcguyver aka Rocky blood everywhere....
early morning massacres I love it.Iza, please don't think that I get full off of tiny morsels...I'm hungry, so I'm about to eat.
Ummm, as goes for you, Iza, and Mcguyver...I'm sorry I got a life separate from BGOL and SOL, but I can't spend all my waking hours "typin'" battle raps...like I said McGuyver, QUALITY, not quantity...
Uhmmm who you callin you
I told you when you decided to jump in this joint its not a friendly game of tag fight back or get your sexy ass bled... you who the hell is you I gotta name...tell him baby
...and I know for a fact Mc works and has a very full life too; he just happens to be quick with his viciousness. Don't hate- learn.It's all in fun Ons- looking forward to your next big bite.
he looking for love and inspiration I think Izzy...Tell em baby
Sis if your new toy can't take the heat he knows what to do.... Ons you got my sister fighting for you bredren wait wait
Before I take a trip down south
To hell,
and bury him again
Fucking with my Izzy, he's straight trippin
Your boy is diggin a hole
he was told it was gonna get rough
He needs to grab some nuts and get tough
Regroup and study the stuff, he wrote
before I expose him as a lyrical joke.
ONS
I am glad to see you take the fight on again, not just once but twice.
When you fight make them feel pain whatever it takes to win you do. Whatever it takes to bleed them is how you do.
Scorp we all told that retard it was gonna get roughBut he swore He was tough
It's obvious he lacks the nuts it takes
to fuck with the greats
But he is quick at claming
others are flaming
with the gayest of statements
claming he seasoned. They must have used the gay ingredients
We turned this fool into a black jeffery Dahmer
Talking about eating me and cyba
Carbon copy so blatently
Or is it just me?
I say retard you say corky.
below another example of a carbon copy.
You dissed yourselfFucking with Mcguyver is bad for your health
I'm deadly like a stealth bomber
SO vengeful I scare karma
at your birth the doc slapped you on your ass
you sticked your ass up and laughed.
gay from birth you started sucking on his thumb
Now you grown, dumb as shit and you broke.
Every line you wrote is a fucking joke
coming in here you must've been high on crack smoke
Retard get your shit together
stop following be a trendsetter.
Oh and bury this in your mind.
Never tell someone they're gay and eating pussy in the same rhyme.
Read my last sentence
That shit makes no sense
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But he swore He was tough
It's obvious he lacks the nuts it takes
to fuck with the greats
But he is quick at claming
others are flaming
with the gayest of statements
claming he seasoned. They must have used the gay ingredients
We turned this fool into a black jeffery Dahmer
Talking about eating me and cyba
Carbon copy so blatently
Or is it just me?
I say retard you say corky.
below another example of a carbon copy.
Fucking with Mcguyver is bad for your health
I'm deadly like a stealth bomber
SO vengeful I scare karma
at your birth the doc slapped you on your ass
you sticked your ass up and laughed.
gay from birth you started sucking on his thumb
Now you grown, dumb as shit and you broke.
Every line you wrote is a fucking joke
coming in here you must've been high on crack smoke
Retard get your shit together
stop following be a trendsetter.
Oh and bury this in your mind.
Never tell someone they're gay and eating pussy in the same rhyme.
Read my last sentence
That shit makes no sense
But he swore He was tough
It's obvious he lacks the nuts it takes
to fuck with the greats
But he is quick at claming
others are flaming
with the gayest of statements
claming he seasoned. They must have used the gay ingredients
We turned this fool into a black jeffery Dahmer
Talking about eating me and cyba
Carbon copy so blatently
Or is it just me?
I say retard you say corky.
below another example of a carbon copy.
Fucking with Mcguyver is bad for your health
I'm deadly like a stealth bomber
SO vengeful I scare karma
at your birth the doc slapped you on your ass
you sticked your ass up and laughed.
gay from birth you started sucking on his thumb
Now you grown, dumb as shit and you broke.
Every line you wrote is a fucking joke
coming in here you must've been high on crack smoke
Retard get your shit together
stop following be a trendsetter.
Oh and bury this in your mind.
Never tell someone they're gay and eating pussy in the same rhyme.
Read my last sentence
That shit makes no sense
Oh I said you were gay and you eat pussy, 'cause you're half female
Talk about me dissin' myself, you're a lesbian who gets raped and impaled
Now exhale, I must have hit a nerve 'cause you a bit itchy
You must be bleedin' and PMSin', 'cause you a bit bitchy
This mornin'
No mournin' for me, please chump, I am no retard
I disregard your lame ass attempts to get me disbarred
So far I even managed to get your fan base testy
But since you got both balls and pussy, I guess they like swingin' from your testes
I go into multiple threads and see you a simp and a half,
Keep fuckin' with me, you'll end up bein' a gimp and a half,
Messin' around with the gutter, you contracted some staph,
That resulted in you simply missin' a calf,
I joke and I laugh, lookin' at the fucked up limp that you have,
From me beatin' the shit out ya til you pissin' your pants
Wow, you point to the fact that I say that I'm seasoned
But then come at me with a whack ass rhyme, that has no reason
You keep bleedin' you cunt, I thought after a week your period was leavin'
Why you weasin'?, and reachin' towards thin air for ya claims
Look you lame, you ain't a trendsetter who has paced the game
Oh and didn't you know that trends die out,
But I stick to shit that last a lil longer,
Like givin' you pain until you cry out,
For mercy, beggin' me stop punishin' you,
Bitch, I'll stop beatin' your ass when I tell you I'm through,
You bein' a great? Please...never
You need to come up with shit a whole lot better
'Cause your rhymes are cheddar
You ought to see you just got yourself JAMmed, Like Eddie Vedder
You think you're clever, but you closer to bein' a lil bit deader
On a last note, Is it fun not havin' your nose?
From stickin' it so far up someone's hole
That you get shit on your clothes
From brown-nosin'
I swear the way you be goin' at the ladies you could be hoein'
I could of sworn to be the simp of the year, your ass was chosen
You posin' as a dude who has some pride
But you don't roll with a pride of lions,
More like a litter, but you the bitch inside
I think the joke is on you. Remember quantity vs quality. What happens when you lack both?AND that first one sucked fromm beginning to end
Yep! you are simp of the yearFuk i'll leave your life in disrepair
Make your whole family disappear
You faggot ass simp
Fucking wimp
Grab some balls
or are you still waiting for the other to fall
Get off your knees please stand tall
Stop crying like a bitch simp
Boo hoo-ing like you just be beaten by your gay pimp
Stupid bitch you stepped up
If you can't rhyme sit down, you stupid fuck
Aint my fault you Rhyming on luck,
on your last buck,
Try to get paid for all those dicks you suck
Simp You need to learn how to duck
When I threw the lyrical blows
That cause your pink ass to be eatten by the crows.
Everyone calling you back so you can get better
But you come off as a no pussy getter,
Bedwetter,
Homosexual to the last letter.
I never said I was a trendsetter
But thanks for the compliment
No one will grieve for one moment
not one second
When your life I end
I see your trend
Shit you wanted to rhyme
So stop crying you'll get better with time.
Until then your pen to paper should be a crime
cause all you are doing is slaughtering rhymes.
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Oh I said you were gay and you eat pussy, 'cause you're half female
Talk about me dissin' myself, you're a lesbian who gets raped and impaled
Now exhale, I must have hit a nerve 'cause you a bit itchy
You must be bleedin' and PMSin', 'cause you a bit bitchy
This mornin'
No mournin' for me, please chump, I am no retard
I disregard your lame ass attempts to get me disbarred
So far I even managed to get your fan base testy
But since you got both balls and pussy, I guess they like swingin' from your testes
I go into multiple threads and see you a simp and a half,
Keep fuckin' with me, you'll end up bein' a gimp and a half,
Messin' around with the gutter, you contracted some staph,
That resulted in you simply missin' a calf,
I joke and I laugh, lookin' at the fucked up limp that you have,
From me beatin' the shit out ya til you pissin' your pants
Wow, you point to the fact that I say that I'm seasoned
But then come at me with a whack ass rhyme, that has no reason
You keep bleedin' you cunt, I thought after a week your period was leavin'
Why you weasin'?, and reachin' towards thin air for ya claims
Look you lame, you ain't a trendsetter who has paced the game
Oh and didn't you know that trends die out,
But I stick to shit that last a lil longer,
Like givin' you pain until you cry out,
For mercy, beggin' me stop punishin' you,
Bitch, I'll stop beatin' your ass when I tell you I'm through,
You bein' a great? Please...never
You need to come up with shit a whole lot better
'Cause your rhymes are cheddar
You ought to see you just got yourself JAMmed, Like Eddie Vedder
You think you're clever, but you closer to bein' a lil bit deader
On a last note, Is it fun not havin' your nose?
From stickin' it so far up someone's hole
That you get shit on your clothes
From brown-nosin'
I swear the way you be goin' at the ladies you could be hoein'
I could of sworn to be the simp of the year, your ass was chosen
You posin' as a dude who has some pride
But you don't roll with a pride of lions,
More like a litter, but you the bitch inside
HAHAHA.....Ons....comes in with a lil vengeance
Fuk i'll leave your life in disrepair
Make your whole family disappear
You faggot ass simp
Fucking wimp
Grab some balls
or are you still waiting for the other to fall
Get off your knees please stand tall
Stop crying like a bitch simp
Boo hoo-ing like you just be beaten by your gay pimp
Stupid bitch you stepped up
If you can't rhyme sit down, you stupid fuck
Aint my fault you Rhyming on luck,
on your last buck,
Try to get paid for all those dicks you suck
Simp You need to learn how to duck
When I threw the lyrical blows
That cause your pink ass to be eatten by the crows.
Everyone calling you back so you can get better
But you come off as a no pussy getter,
Bedwetter,
Homosexual to the last letter.
I never said I was a trendsetter
But thanks for the compliment
No one will grieve for one moment
not one second
When your life I end
I see your trend
Shit you wanted to rhyme
So stop crying you'll get better with time.
Until then your pen to paper should be a crime
cause all you are doing is slaughtering rhymes.
Wow poor Ons....bredren you taking blows left right and center. Rocky doesn't play you know.
AND that first one sucked fromm beginning to end
Fuk i'll leave your life in disrepair
Make your whole family disappear
You faggot ass simp
Fucking wimp
Grab some balls
or are you still waiting for the other to fall
Get off your knees please stand tall
Stop crying like a bitch simp
Boo hoo-ing like you just be beaten by your gay pimp
Stupid bitch you stepped up
If you can't rhyme sit down, you stupid fuck
Aint my fault you Rhyming on luck,
on your last buck,
Try to get paid for all those dicks you suck
Simp You need to learn how to duck
When I threw the lyrical blows
That cause your pink ass to be eatten by the crows.
Everyone calling you back so you can get better
But you come off as a no pussy getter,
Bedwetter,
Homosexual to the last letter.
I never said I was a trendsetter
But thanks for the compliment
No one will grieve for one moment
not one second
When your life I end
I see your trend
Shit you wanted to rhyme
So stop crying you'll get better with time.
Until then your pen to paper should be a crime
cause all you are doing is slaughtering rhymes.
Wow, who would have ever thought he'd take what I said outta context and edit it?...
Try again soon..You right, I do slaughter some rhymes,
I slaughter your's fine, but I'm too busy up in pussy
Slaughterin' dymes
The chicks you simp with, that are on your lyrical pitch,
At the close of the day, they end up on the tip of my dick
They look at you and say, "That McGuyver guy, oh he's so nice"
But give me the pussy and tell you, "Rocky, you just ain't my type"
The way that you type, I see you're awfully full of yourself
But from all the shit that you eat, you must be full off yourself
You fucked up your health, comin' at me - is not a good look
Your rhymes got a bit harder with me, you must of been shook
I took wind outta your sails, I can just tell
That you're outta your element - like a beached whale
Can't even excel, at puttin' to rest a fuckin' newcomer
I'm about to expel life from your veins, like pipes to a plumber
Your punchlines bore me, when I read 'em - I fall into slumber
The more shit you say, in the end it makes you look dumber
Your lyrical blows, I brush 'em off - they have no effect
You sparrin' with me - I put your fuckin' throat to the deck
Stomp your ass through the floor board, I snatch your respect
Sever your head with your thorax, straight from your neck
Oh do I detect, McGuyver gettin' even more pissed
'Cause he pissed his pants, from bein' scared like a bitch
I rip your spine from your frame, while you get lynched
I take your last breath of life, while you still twitch
I'm content in killin' you slowly, like malignant lung cancer
You say you a lion, but you have a pic of panther?
Either way you sayin' you pussy, guess you gave me your answer
I see you are content
with filling the thread with nonsense
Your rhymes reflect the lessons I wrote
But you are still one big joke
And it shows with every keystroke
Claiming you get pussy
is the only thing that scares me
To think another sista is stuck with a down low brother
But I know better.
You are a dick swallower.
Glory hole star actor.
Recurring contestant of gay fear factor.
A backdoor artist
claiming you cancer, but i'm gonna nuke your carcus.
Mag B compared me to Stephen Hawkings
One of the greatest minds of this century
Mcguyver the Stephen Hawkings of poetry
I spit quantum gravity
Defy the laws of general relativity
No wonder you are filled with envy
You can't fuck with this
I control physics.
Travelled the universe in an instant
Found a black hole, inhaled Hawking radiation.
Returned to earth in a burst
and spit this verse.
You are in remission
You are dead, your slaughter an illusion
I'm more toxic than nuclear fusion
Now your gay cruising that was real
For that your soul I had to steal.
with filling the thread with nonsense
Your rhymes reflect the lessons I wrote
But you are still one big joke
And it shows with every keystroke
Claiming you get pussy
is the only thing that scares me
To think another sista is stuck with a down low brother
But I know better.
You are a dick swallower.
Glory hole star actor.
Recurring contestant of gay fear factor.
A backdoor artist
claiming you cancer, but i'm gonna nuke your carcus.
Mag B compared me to Stephen Hawkings
One of the greatest minds of this century
Mcguyver the Stephen Hawkings of poetry
I spit quantum gravity
Defy the laws of general relativity
No wonder you are filled with envy
You can't fuck with this
I control physics.
Travelled the universe in an instant
Found a black hole, inhaled Hawking radiation.
Returned to earth in a burst
and spit this verse.
You are in remission
You are dead, your slaughter an illusion
I'm more toxic than nuclear fusion
Now your gay cruising that was real
For that your soul I had to steal.
Wow, who would have ever thought he'd take what I said outta context and edit it?...
The way that you type, I see you're awfully full of yourself
Your rhymes got a bit harder with me, you must of been shook
Damn your mind is gone.I wrote 5 post asking if you could weather the storm.
Before you started.
If i only knew you were this retarded
I would have let you run.
But I bought you back caused the ladies liked seeing you get sonned.
Stop the bitch ass comments, concerntrate on the rhymes
cause you looking like the simp off all time.
Didn't you accuse me of taking this too seriously?
But you were the one that answered me.
Lets bring the truth to light
You were warned numerous times to hold on tight.
You never really wanted to rhyme
You saw Izzy's thank you thread and said "Look at me rhyming I'm trying."
You are the one taking this seriously
Or when I PM'ed you asking if i should slow down you would've answered me.
So stop all the "Mcguyver is coming too hard", "Everyone's picking on you" that you are crying.
Do some research when I rhyme heads are flying.
In conclusion, we can see you're soft and pink
So click this link>>> http://www.bgol.us/board/showthread.php?t=210910
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I'ma show you how this proves your a sniveling bitch in your real life
You GOT SONNED
couldn't spit another one
of your written dumb raps
So you go to the board to try and find an attempt at come back
But No freestyle!!!
Now we all know in your mouth you juggle Jean Claude's Cum Sac
Every chix on this board with whom I spit can attest
there's no impediment
But who I talk to is irrelevant
I'm going to revive your dead carcass of a career from beneath the sediment
So you can beg incorporated Shane for settlement
See
you thought bringing that shit up would bother mine or what be
Truly because it would bother THEE
Unlike me
Your lack of real life confidence is obstinate
You don't educate shit, but you but the IT in bitch - http://www.bgol.us/board/showthread.php?t=224611
We are direct polar opposites
Your a simple username
your a Losername
Your girl is a duck and YOU suck with Hoover Fame
Ask her who the Shane
who make her Cooter Rain
The priest of the streets who stay true to Game
Cyba, Ninja, you Uber tame + super lame
I'm the Elohim
who steals your dreams
heals the fiens
willing to free my peoples by any means
it's obvious your physical manifestation
is the least
the lowest, of the most high God's imagination
You are afterbirth
or feces of Hillary Clinton's ass creation
I'm the father of the children of a great nation
Like Abraham
From the hate and the love from this board
I'm still a man
But you don't understand how a killer stand
Because you ain't even close
Me an Glen still trying to figure why your pagan ass even post?
NOW you gets no respect
Your moms keep selling sex
an we won't get on your whore of a ex
Or your dad who sucks dicks for checks
Your wifey now, fucks clicks off
Lost
superbowl bets
The NY giants won, and I heard she blew the entire team mets!
I rule the throne of Shambhala
That's why these SOL women in My PM holla
Between my thumb and forefinger is your throat's collar
I'll Laugh as your peoples eat dirt in Squalor
For five dollar
in a calm place
I'll piss in your moms face
You won't say shit, or YOU get the palm taste
Brush your teeth with that smack bitch, treat it like it's all paste
surgeon general's warning
Shane is just up and warming
You post but it's boring
Your family is already mourning
How they found you dead off the toilet in the morning
I suggest you admit who's best and be done
Because bitch you been done been SONNED
You lost all respect . . . bitch.
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