POETRY/RAP battle Part III aka The Lion's Den

[mcguyver]

It's gone take more than prayers to break me
It took more than Babylon to make me
More than Talismans, stars or the fates
Place your head on my Vietnamese plate
Cause, WE eat cats like you everyday...

Squeeze the trigger of bars
I felt the fire and sparked
blazed through the air then i parted
Your skin, like hair, in my arc
As I fought, breaking through cartilage,
bamboo knife slice right through your right artery
I feel chest cavity cave in
like I created a black hole within your anatomy
Blood rush as I burst through your back rapidly

I'm not only the shooter, but the bullet leaving you hemorrhaging...
I'm the shake of the mortician's head at the autopsy...
I'm the first tear down your mother's face whispering...
I'm the speed of your life flashing remembering...
I'm the tombstone that reads,'Mac, lover of misery"...

I'm Anubis guiding your spirit through death
I'm Ma'at weighing your heart, the feather of self
I'm Osiris laughing, cause crying now ain't gone damn help...
And I'm Set making you rewind, eternally reliving that last breath...

The three to two, the one was unfair
Low blows, You know: the old OWL affair
Talks of violence and screams
senselessly graphic described scenes
Didn't want it representing me
So I balled it up, continued to breathe....

There were 3 rhymes now there are 2
Intresting what you've built here, a fortress of solitude
I'm gonna bring these walls of misfortune down around you
stepped back and launched a spear
sailing through the air the guard towers it cleared
approaching owl his face filled with fear
grazing his cheek the spear snatched an earing out his ear.
as I walk away middle finger in the air
when I return you gonna swear 300 spartans was here.

I'm back with a rumble and a shake
but it aint tectonic plates
I don't have to disturb the earth to cause an earthquake
the sonic boom is the first sign of your doom when I lap you going Mach 8
The laws of physics I don't break I disintegrate
Your rhyme wasn't hot and it wasn't funny, you aint dave chappelle but I bet you were halfbaked when you wrote that shit
Reading tarot cards smh reality my dawg lost his grip
you wanna get deep Owl I'm hip
masons, illuminati, wiccans whatever you wanna believe in
whether the story is evolution or string
Its all a guess to how it all begins
Figuratively speaking,
The origins of humanity is like playing connect the dots with some dots missing
so dots are created as a fill-in
but who's to say the finished picture is the real thing
when the creator is missing
Thats why no matter what we come up with it will be guessing
so I say fuck your theories and religion
those are just a best guess replacement for the missing dots
I refuse the poison they try to give me I perfer to stay detoxed
360 degree, sagittaris, cancer, january these nuts

 

[mcguyver]

Time is of the essence
Blessed, I subtracted peasants
added the lessons
recorded the graded tests
became my best

I am the proof of the logic table
You can do what you choose to be able

I surpassed every stereotype that ensnared me
I hold every statistic we avoid fearfully
and still made it inside the percentage thirty

graduated to scholar
i define 'survivor'

I arrived here, because I arrived here
I arise the inspired,
Clearly developed mental pliers

I could have done it quicker
but I had to carry my niggas...

Walked through the gates of hades
and phlucking demons embraced me...

You can't get it back, Mc
accepted I'm better
verbally you left wet up
I never let up
eternally Mister No give a fuck
even if I do it wrong
I bet I get it right
I consume with street insights
the academic type
but nerdy ain't quite precise...
I blind the best seers when I write
live amongst the dark
I am the Light
bearer
the fallen angel cared for
by savages slightly aware of more
I gave them life awareness
they praised me no matter the place, bruh

Talk some moe shit about my grammar
Call gay, homo, queer,or faggot

Rap about the delete posts
Ask why the owl thread's a ghost

Talk about your killing strategy
Go 'head...

write something to make them all laugh at me...

Your wish is my command
I raise the back of my hand in an act to reprimand
this stan
one slap to his dome knocking him off his eminem 8 mile stance
switching styles to escape this sonning was smart
but you already know I'm a god of this art
a lil research on my part
reveal you have no heart
trying to transform this battle to make yourself look like a kinder gentler mark
this battle is like megatron up against a smart car
So I gotta reach in your chest and remove your
allsprark
now its all dark
Acting like you the shit, nigga all you do is blow hot air.
you a gust of wind thats far from refreshing
you aint the shit, you a fart
the best part of your appearance is the end
when everyone can start breathing again
Negro you can't hang
now hear my cadence
I've stood shoulder to shoulder and marched amongst many
men and women
offered my life to a nation I wasn't born in
Up before the crack of dawn, desert storming
so ya see there is no harming me
I've been seasoned mentally
Your demons fear me
Hell cheers me
heaven encourage me
A master of my own destiny.

 

[mcguyver]

Its the weekend, I've recharged my lungs
The battle has just begun
I've tested the elasticity and tenacity of those high strung
the results? well, look around
standing firm even on unstable grounds
braved the bites of the hounds
bent never broken then rebound
on all you quitters I frown
I say its for fun
You say its competition
I compete then you run
I have taken twice the grease I've slung
So if its an apology you are looking for, I sure hope you got balloons for lungs.
You are a quitter far from a victim
I appreciate especially those who have stayed and even the ones that run.
MUCH RESPECT. A 21 gun salute for the fallen

 

[owl]

Black liquid...
I flow, black
and make pyramid's get lifted
analyze it
rearrange it
I defer to higher brains than you
you should question my kung fu
historical heart
like Malcolm
I slap baby boys like talcum
I take the foul funds then the cal. cums...

I impregnate the state of affairs

the almighty OWl
I shit on daytime pairs
that's dueces and dj's
McG, is my nigga,
but even he gets it
Get it, he "gets it"?

I'm the Malcolm of this saga
The tear drop tats and the drama
The insane nights and the karma
the street top sauna
and the west side ganja...

I'm Owlberg, a former two gun robber,mein
...never an inmate
My child hood friends will collaborate
The dude got skills, young con artist, wait
Power, Problems and Pills
My tears got more gangsta then you ever will...
I don't even rep for the block
I teach on the block
I got reach on my blocks
My speech don't get blocked
Log on and get my logic on like Spock...

I'm the mind of these
Fuck a degree
I'm the teacher, you should come see me
I could sell tickets to my speech
I could melt Cleopatra with my greets
Sold more stones than Medusa on them streets
Stepped on more quarters than cleats...

call me the black Yoda for the nationalist
Black
Crack from baking soda, metaphorish...

ha

hahaha...

 

[owl]

Little bitch, I'm a g
what a pussy can't be
fuck ya mama and ya kids
you'll never be me
what i paid
you'll never pay
what i've seen
you'll never see
so the real shit ends with me

keep ya fingers crossed
I'll keep your mouth ready
fuck boy, I'm Moses
and Joseph
better prepare death
your make and model's been frozen
Hoe nigga I'm chosen
keep following them faggot flow spins
You could never be me

I've survived more on the real scene
then you ever have in your fucking dreams
look mac, you could never amount
what?
i gave life the master's touch
i learned more than you forgot
i'm built better than most, you cunt
I bailed out the best in this
I'm from st. louis
the murder cap
and niggas global
You ain't the nigga, you say
i live the life of hussein
i'm out here everyday
you just out here for play
i model these words like clothes
you just a verbal hoe
you can't adjust to me
come on kid, Penitentiary?
I'm what it takes to make it
you just a boy getting naked
I am the top of the pile
you just hoping to survive
I done it and know it
you just a victim and show it...

lol..hahahahhahahaha....

 

[mcguyver]

Black liquid...
I flow, black
and make pyramid's get lifted
analyze it
rearrange it
I defer to higher brains than you
you should question my kung fu
historical heart
like Malcolm
I slap baby boys like talcum
I take the foul funds then the cal. cums...

I impregnate the state of affairs

the almighty OWl
I shit on daytime pairs
that's dueces and dj's
McG, is my nigga,
but even he gets it
Get it, he "gets it"?

I'm the Malcolm of this saga
The tear drop tats and the drama
The insane nights and the karma
the street top sauna
and the west side ganja...

I'm Owlberg, a former two gun robber,mein
...never an inmate
My child hood friends will collaborate
The dude got skills, young con artist, wait
Power, Problems and Pills
My tears got more gangsta then you ever will...
I don't even rep for the block
I teach on the block
I got reach on my blocks
My speech don't get blocked
Log on and get my logic on like Spock...

I'm the mind of these
Fuck a degree
I'm the teacher, you should come see me
I could sell tickets to my speech
I could melt Cleopatra with my greets
Sold more stones than Medusa on them streets
Stepped on more quarters than cleats...

call me the black Yoda for the nationalist
Black
Crack from baking soda, metaphorish...

ha

hahaha...

LMAO


you will need a degree to some degree
i'm a PhD(professional head decapitator)
Why you think no one gets ahead of me
When i turn up the heat,
pores dripping
never ending lyrical ammunition
Shells left on the pavement for a reason
every shell's got a story to tell, you should listen
I’m here to relieve you of your bars, your mind is your prison
Cyphers get hotter than harlem streets in the 80's
and sadder than crack babies
Never walked the streets totting a gun....no need
Never taken or slung drugs....Intelligence is my speed
Never been apart of any robberies.... so I guess you are the bigger G
Or am I a bigger G subconsciously
Cause I have no skeletons in my closet or ghost haunting me
Walk through society doors no arrest records no felonies
Now that’s really a G
I gazed upon the world through my mind’s eye and what did I see?
Life is hades
And death is a relief
A message is coming for all who disbelief
Mental chains will be broken
Gaze upon he who’s make and model of which you have spoken has been frozen
Anymore of me and the world would have a problem
MCs I drop em when I spot em
MCG's is on a murderous mayhem
And there are no signs of stoppin
if by any chance pigs fly, the bottom falls out the sky, fat lady sing
For relief comes at the push of a button
Nigga I have godstar that’s onstar made in heaven
Every round’s hittin when I‘m spittin
Body baggin toe taggin
Don’t matter if you skinny jeans, nut huggin, pants saggin
Cappin even the ones that’s white flaggin
Owl better stop jaw jackin before I get to bitch smackin

 

[mcguyver]

Little bitch, I'm a g
what a pussy can't be
fuck ya mama and ya kids
you'll never be me
what i paid
you'll never pay
what i've seen
you'll never see
so the real shit ends with me

keep ya fingers crossed
I'll keep your mouth ready
fuck boy, I'm Moses
and Joseph
better prepare death
your make and model's been frozen
Hoe nigga I'm chosen
keep following them faggot flow spins
You could never be me

I've survived more on the real scene
then you ever have in your fucking dreams
look mac, you could never amount
what?
i gave life the master's touch
i learned more than you forgot
i'm built better than most, you cunt
I bailed out the best in this
I'm from st. louis
the murder cap
and niggas global
You ain't the nigga, you say
i live the life of hussein
i'm out here everyday
you just out here for play
i model these words like clothes
you just a verbal hoe
you can't adjust to me
come on kid, Penitentiary?
I'm what it takes to make it
you just a boy getting naked
I am the top of the pile
you just hoping to survive
I done it and know it
you just a victim and show it...

lol..hahahahhahahaha....

lmao.

Shhh he's coming
Best get to running
he's gunning and it aint stunning
You a snake in the grass, a boa constrictor that swallows his victims'...........liquified children
you slow nasty fuk thats semen

pause...
owl you got some stuff on your mouth and chin
no not the hair the white moist thing
got it? cool
and we know it wasn't all retard drool.
unpause....

I'm reaping and it is grim
mcg a victim?
you can't be serious
you got the roles confused like when you claimed to be bicurious
or when you thought you were gonna be driving the hearst
I'm explosive while you barely a bubble gum burst
Heated battle I spit a verse
Owl rolled by suicide style in that back of a hearst
Cause he thought it was a battle of who can spit the worse
The crowd won't settle for less they know who the best is
get off the stage you've been kanye wested
my biggest flaw would break your jaw
becareful not to burn your lips with the fire
when you spit through the wire.

 

[owl]

Keeping up, huh, Mc...

 

[mcguyver]

Keeping up, huh, Mc...

Think about that question matter of fact say it loud in your head then tell me if it makes sense

 

[owl]

El oh El..Or Jay OWl El...
I leave these posts electrified
like an eel
You still hoping for I what I accomplish
Natural street therapist
I could hit your block
and get nourished
and flourish
keep your wife on lock
before I get serviced
You still nervous
so don't hide it
You projecting gay vibes, kid
I told you what your next rhymes was
I'm the real Owl, dude
You's a shadow of me
Perspicous, blood, I can see clearly
you're just a murky 2-d version
I'm certain
I could train a nerd lurking
how to survive worse with no hurt
My rhymes are real verses
your just copying other dudes rehearsing
My verbs are scripts
I lift life A John Lennon riff
I'm the shit leaving you flushed
I'm the sun, you just a diamond crushed
I'm the rays, you just a reason
I'm the cause, you just another passing season...
Kanye call another nigga gay
predictable quotables, quite asi asi
I am the metamorphis
Like 2012, I'm predicting many corpses
and a boring synopsis...lol

 

[owl]

Welcome...welcome...please be seated...Aye Muthafucka...SIT DOWN...

I would like everyone to help me bring on...

The one and only...

He's been shot and stabbed...

He's been wrestling his whole life...

But he finally got your attention...

He fought his way here by way of the ugly east, the nasty north, the wicked west, and the shady south sides of St. Louis...

...he had to stabbed a few cats to bring you the...

The OWL...The OWL BERG...ladies and gentlemen...show your respects...

As we welcome, one of our own...the mutha fucking Almighty OWL!!!!!!

Bitch stand up, you ain't pay for that drink!!!

What we gone do here, mc...



I'm still on my aces and my deuces
Four glasses of goose
don't cause hood truces
bullets let loose
I'm still scheduled to prove proofs
I'm still anti-bed on my roof
I'm still hoping for the truth
I'm still scoping for clues
I'm still holding my tools
I'm still folding my jewels
I'm still crying for lost individuals
I'm still riding for my residuals
I'm still on the phone hearing attorney's bull
I'm still loving queens doing what they do
I'm still saying no matter the money, be real too
I'm still on my grind, game matters
I'm still on the front line making sure my son ain't a casualty...
I'm still the realest between you and I
I'm still the heart of this board, guess why?
I'm still three dimensional until the day I die....
I'm still a hood cat, degree number two...{YEAH PHUCK CRACKAZ!!}
I'm still winking at your lack of creative juice...
I'm still teaching you dudes how to get free
I'm still speaking on the poison that enslaved me...
I'm still repping for intellectual BLACK(s)
I'm still the most "hope he stay strapped"-ed
I'm still her prayer ever night
I'm still the tear drops she fights...
I'm still the picture of Malcolm X...
I'm still the soldier, still the shotties and techs
Still the verbal silhouette
Still the herbs, coke, and X
Still affect them just like that^^^
Still OWL and Mac...lol(BITCH ASS NIGGA FOLD!!!)
I'm still still
Still...

Digital Hustler...its me aki...OWL...Still...*winks*

 

[mcguyver]

LOL

I'm bout to get real disrespectful


Nothin to do with the pic just rhyming.





brace yourself.







wait
does that pic say sometimes the only love?
and you claim to be gangsta aka thug
lol you teaching self luv
You could neva be me, MCG's a boss, a made man
I choke fowls and owls, while owl choke chickens





lol I'll be back.

 

[mcguyver]

El oh El..Or Jay OWl El...
I leave these posts electrified
like an eel
You still hoping for I what I accomplish
Natural street therapist
I could hit your block
and get nourished
and flourish
keep your wife on lock
before I get serviced
You still nervous
so don't hide it
You projecting gay vibes, kid
I told you what your next rhymes was
I'm the real Owl, dude
You's a shadow of me
Perspicous, blood, I can see clearly
you're just a murky 2-d version
I'm certain
I could train a nerd lurking
how to survive worse with no hurt
My rhymes are real verses
your just copying other dudes rehearsing
My verbs are scripts
I lift life A John Lennon riff
I'm the shit leaving you flushed
I'm the sun, you just a diamond crushed
I'm the rays, you just a reason
I'm the cause, you just another passing season...
Kanye call another nigga gay
predictable quotables, quite asi asi
I am the metamorphis
Like 2012, I'm predicting many corpses
and a boring synopsis...lol

Nigga please
this is about to be a heated situation
I'll make this thread hotter than a million ovens
Call me a hitler reincarnation
Fuk it I'm on my way to your hood, fuk an invitation
I know I'd be the baddest negro in your town
fuk 4 of your bitches before touching ground
thats your mom's, sis, girl and your aunt
all in em bitches doing the youtube dudes dance

Go head barricade yourself in the house, hideout in the basement
When it comes to killin I got plenty of patience
to beat me you gonna need Jet Li, Jackie Chan and every kung fu fighting Asian
Knock on your door when you answer punch you so hard your whole world cave-in
Whoever come a savin
I'm gonna use them like a shovel to dig your grave in the pavement
while your whole block and family watch in amazement
i dare any of em to give the pigs statements
"I'm the sun, I'm the rays"
bitch you my mental slave
staked out in your mind like Bin Landen in his cave
but unlike that bitch motherfucker everytime you walk by I wave
I've been doing this since the day Noah learned how to parallel park his ark
and when the sun was just a tiny spark

 

[mcguyver]

Welcome...welcome...please be seated...Aye Muthafucka...SIT DOWN...

I would like everyone to help me bring on...

The one and only...

He's been shot and stabbed...

He's been wrestling his whole life...

But he finally got your attention...

He fought his way here by way of the ugly east, the nasty north, the wicked west, and the shady south sides of St. Louis...

...he had to stabbed a few cats to bring you the...

The OWL...The OWL BERG...ladies and gentlemen...show your respects...

As we welcome, one of our own...the mutha fucking Almighty OWL!!!!!!

Bitch stand up, you ain't pay for that drink!!!

What we gone do here, mc...



I'm still on my aces and my deuces
Four glasses of goose
don't cause hood truces
bullets let loose
I'm still scheduled to prove proofs
I'm still anti-bed on my roof
I'm still hoping for the truth
I'm still scoping for clues
I'm still holding my tools
I'm still folding my jewels
I'm still crying for lost individuals
I'm still riding for my residuals
I'm still on the phone hearing attorney's bull
I'm still loving queens doing what they do
I'm still saying no matter the money, be real too
I'm still on my grind, game matters
I'm still on the front line making sure my son ain't a casualty...
I'm still the realest between you and I
I'm still the heart of this board, guess why?
I'm still three dimensional until the day I die....
I'm still a hood cat, degree number two...{YEAH PHUCK CRACKAZ!!}
I'm still winking at your lack of creative juice...
I'm still teaching you dudes how to get free
I'm still speaking on the poison that enslaved me...
I'm still repping for intellectual BLACK(s)
I'm still the most "hope he stay strapped"-ed
I'm still her prayer ever night
I'm still the tear drops she fights...
I'm still the picture of Malcolm X...
I'm still the soldier, still the shotties and techs
Still the verbal silhouette
Still the herbs, coke, and X
Still affect them just like that^^^
Still OWL and Mac...lol(BITCH ASS NIGGA FOLD!!!)
I'm still still
Still...

Digital Hustler...its me aki...OWL...Still...*winks*

Hmmm! how should i approach this?
should I use my fist or should I pistol whip
blackened eyes and swollen lips
blood pools to subside the bruise
organs follows exit wounds
The saga continues

I'll fold when the blood in your veins run cold
I'ts mac and owl part 2 the sequel
I reject that poster size pic its way too visual
Fuk is that shit you wrote,your memorial?
shouldn't have fucked with Mac was written all over your journal
so please take this personal
I said I wouldn't talk about the pic, I lied
Sweating bullets? you must've foreseen this lyrical jihad
I'm every horror show you pissed your pants to, personified
the death star I ride
like a jinn granting wishes of suicide
Toss you out the window, you an owl right? then fly
R.I.P
owl D.O.A
now there is a A.P.B
out on MCG
Owl went out like bad plastic surgery
bloody and gory
resurrect and i'll swat you like a flea
Now its the Mac and Me

 

[mcguyver]

Logged onto BGOL.
It was early November, when...
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[Insert Voiceover: "Previously... on THE LION'S DEN"]
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AWW SHEEEEIIIIITTTT.

My TV went pitch Black.
Then it burst some erratic static
and that (HBO) logo exploded
in slow-mo as the promo
rolled and showed
The Owl and Mac
locked in the midst of combat
pushin lyrical clips into double gats...
pushin double whips...
and rocking lyrics over double (sound)tracks.

It has come to this.

For at least a week, when each of these peeps
speak with a sleek speech, I deemed each chief
was trynna push the other's wig back
like they was trynna open a cig pack.

Until I leaned toward my TV screen
and seen Mac rollin' strapped
in the back of the 'Ac'.

The Owl in a Monte Carlo.

Looking like Avon and Marlo.

And yes, they 'back at it'
cuz these rap savages
have a habit of clappin'
in the midst of traffic
so Stand Back, kids
cuz they will double-back
to finish the act, if they miss.

Damn. The beef is spilling!!

And with all the lyrical killing,
verbal dissin' & shots peelin'
between these 2 villains...
Not sure who's winning.

Cuz every time I turn around,
I'm reading... "Man Down!!"

But then their bars "Man Up".
Don't give a Fduck...
And Stand Up, for a new round.

Now they running up in spots
n-across the rooftops
sparking verbal glocks
at each other's tops
while getting chased by SWAT
in heli-copts.

So I grab some Jiffy-pop
and just watch.

Cuz when these intro shots
of drug swaps, money gwaps,
n- strippers that resemble Vivaca Fox
with phat-ass ham hocks
who "drop it hot"...
mixed with a montage of cops...
and all that theme music stops...

They prolly gon' show a "quote block"

Right before Joe Prop
hits the Docks with a plot
to start the "Co-op".

Stay tuned, ya'll.

Wanted to comment on this earlier but was too busy ducking owl's punches. This is some good shit. sean69 wrote one too but I couldn't find it, that one was good too.

 

[mcguyver]

Where my dawg at?
did he retreat to grab more ammo for his gat
or did he tap out to mac?
too many punches did he fall flat?
The old Owl of the past would've been back

I guess the battle is over
grabs owl's carcass and throws it over my shoulder
this negro light as a feather even though he's as round as a boulder
puts the crown on his head, belt around his waist, I told ya.
there is only one way you will be the title holder.






Yeah I'm bored.

 

[owl]

Malcolm,why we still hood hopping,ask him somebody,
Fuck him for resurrecting in me
He could've at least chosen a better century
We out here hustling all night, still thinking robbery
my conscientious mind frame bothers me,
Lil dudes think they could measure up, lol, HONESTLY?

I wear my heart on my fatigues, but I ain't Kanye
A hood on my head, like David Duke might say
I ride around with brothers that act deaf
Throwing up signs,communication of the dead

I woke up one morning
and realized my whole world's dead
bible and quran, laying next to my head
but hands can't reach, hand cuffed to a bed

Who I am to speak about change in the streets
I wasn't about changing the streets
trying to get change in the streets
but I got changed in the streets

I was apotheosized
I was a monk they eyes
My people recognized
something I had to disguise
I am thought magnified
and then I magnify
And then the magna rises
The words slide into their minds
and yet time seems to pass me by...

 

[owl]

Maybe you have forgotten
Well, let me remind you
Pimping, I'm soldier,
one of GOD's begotten
only on my grinding
maybe you are lost love
baby let me guide you
I can find the answers
just give me the questions
I am of the essence
living in death's presence
Partner I survive it
call me evolution
I did all my thinking
inside of a hell cell
you call it a good day
I say that i'm getting well
crazy you could call me
in fact, tell your bitch to call me

I'm like a nuclear erosion
a controlled explosion
I move in a world frozen
But the bears here think I'm glowing
I give them light with no holding
they hold me up
and embrace my glowing
I fear the patrollers are knowing
and the judge has been told then
my life as the beholden
cut short inside that cold den
prometheus part ten
yeah, I'm knowing
but what the fuck, dude, we grown men...

I refuse to be lost in that stereotype
If i get lost, I will mail yall my light
blessed are the teachers
who can reach the blinded bleeding
and blessed are we
for teach the bleeding streets
and forever warned
are the sellouts of the slaves
may your days be graves
and your years be shaved
and the winds be harsh
and the time be long
and my days carry on
because, I'll carry on
and you wish you could write this
but this is my song
and I didn't make it up
Something else drew me, homez...

 

[owl]

I came close to being perfect
but couldn't ever last it
died on the blocks
them bullets really hurt, pimp
tried to be saviour
but yall judgment was everlasting
freed from the cells
but cells will never be free
I say I tried to be your hero
but you ain't free us none
and the pain was a needle
attatched to a gun
and the bullet was a voice
that sounded quite like mine
and the pain was my life
and the tears came down
and the brother on my block
sounding quite like pac
and they asked me to be
quite like pac
but I'm me
who the fuck wants a piece of this misery?
my kid can't sleep
because
dad don't sleep
and my world don't make much sense
is this my outcome?
is this my recompense?
I live the life of your outlaws...

 

[mcguyver]

violence drips from my pores
I shook your empire till it crumbled to the floor
You a soldier with no limit nigga its over
"why mac always talking bout killin?", Motherfuckers cause this is a battle ground every where i look I C-murder.
the name's mcguyver
I aint a soldier I'm a souljah,....slim
drop me in the middle of the battle with a knife, piano wire, a toothpick and watch how many of the enemy will be retreating
this is a war and you far from a warrior plus this aint the weekend
This can't wait till morning the god of war is calling
Ares rolled through in a mercedes
the battle just started and he's already screaming victory
premature I'm calling it a young v
so let me address this properly with a victory speech
I brush my teeth with karma
So excuse my manners
I master the Ps and Fucked the Qs
So fuk you
mystikal alone doesn't come close to describing what I do.
toughest negroes turn to recluse when I let loose
murder was the case they gave me, i went out like snoop
Silk the shocker and mic vic residents of cell block 998 can tell you this is TRU
You couldn't fuk with me if i tattooed my moves on your brain
OWL M I A, X his name.



No Limit records

Percy Miller started out with the rap group TRU with his two brothers Silkk The Shocker and C-Murder. P. Miller left In-A-Minute records shortly after releasing his debut album and formed his own label No Limit Records. With P. Miller as its premier artist, No Limit Records went on to release many albums from artists such as Snoop Dogg, Mystikal, Mia X, Mercedes, Soulja Slim, and Miller's siblings Silkk Tha Shocker and C-Murder and sons Romeo and Young V. He started a new label The New No Limit Records and then in 2006, P. Miller and his son Romeo started a new label called Take A Stand Records.

 

[owl]

I'm sitting here getting charged by electric snow
I didn't want to say it
But I figured I better let you know
that I'm here now...

So, here and now...

I hear a voice inside that microphone
You can't see me
I'm so in flight and gone,
like I ghost now

So, here and now...

You won't get it
your mind is electric blown
I'm so lifted
my words are electron's flow

So, here and now...

So, here and now....
You'll never win this show
So, under par
like a tiger wood's hoe
Liike Obama
just another mirror with smoke

So, here and now...

Yeah, I'm hearing now...
Mac got rhythm
dude got flow
Dude got amnesia
Please don't feed the ego

So, here and now...

What's here ain't now...

 

[mcguyver]

2 gods standing on their clouds throwing lightning bolts at each other
the battle continues owl verses mcguyver
...........lets tear down the walls of this cyper

You almost catching up to me
don't get too happy
I sometimes slow down so everyone can get a glimpse at my crown
complete silence no one's cheering for you look around
Life is without hope
owl trying to keep up like he a 4 dolla an hour job and i'm a bugatti car note
i'm bout to go for broke
tighten the noose why bother I see you already choked
begging for mercy claiming you hip hop's scape goat.
Ha more like biggest joke
grab your life preserver nigga, i'm bout to showboat
my metaphors run deeper than any dictionary or known thesaurus
took a bite out the game with teeth longer than a walrus'
pen stroke stronger than a billion black panther fist
Overcast, out last those who are the opposite
I've got the answer to hip hop being dead, it aint hard to see whats wrong with it.
wrote a letter to every rapper
you won't see another penny from me
till you put some back in the community
in videos sipping on expensive champagne and rolling in bentleys
Bragging on how you a real 'G'
made it to the top from that drug money
chardonnay, gucci, chrystal's got nothing to do with a hip hop CD
I call upon all the black community to stop being sheep
why aint anything they flossin and flauntin cheap
wake up and peep the real
while money is going to hip hop's surreal our community is at a stand still

 

[HW]

I can go from Clapton to Fiddy
Jackson to Whitney
White bread to baker's style rye, positively
Posed with a Bentley
Hoes with a friendly*
Smile, all the while I stay low
Glow in the wintry
Pastures, the rapture reigns for the envi-ous
So curi-ous
Jailtime, I scope, it's just-us
For this Homes, I roam the compass
Sig-des, hold threads, she's gorgeous
Photoshop chopped, can't stop, not useless
For my lastest drop, top off, it's for us
Plus 5 years, blood, sweat, Gilette on the side
Pulsate, blurred fears I never coincide
Regulate, y'all just queers, yawning all the time
The Vincent Van Gogh just reaching his prime...

 

[wadusay]

Words gets munched up like a box of chiclets

I came up in here to spit but only hear crickets

Its around 4 and I'm kinda bored

Downloading porn from a message board

Floored......is where my jaws go

And thats exactly where my girl's drawls go

Girls from Mississippi to Chicago

Try to find a nigga...where's Waldo?

I consider myself a freak genius

I quote Shakespeare while ladies eat penis

No...i mean this

She's got extra credit and she's already on the dean's list

From the shortest to the tallest to the fattest to the thickest

I'll fuck them while speaking Spanish and explaining quantum physics

 

[sean69]

bored just having some fun casting a hex
been busy saving the world n cashing em checks
kick my feet up on executives desks
spark life like a joint and blaze
fuck it I'm chillin' these days
the lyrical CEO
hustle flow Russel Crowe
they see E.O.
Extra Ordinary rhymes
a beautiful mind
i'm one of a kind
the heart stopper
coronary rhymes
infinitely nice I’m Sean
not the Price but if it's right
I just might hit you with righteous
lyrics that’ll lift up your spirit like a resurrection
the verbal insurrection
lyrical messiah linguistic pariah
once the mic is in my clutch
I’m midas with the touch
while you're bullshittin'
I’m spittin splittin open old battle wounds
scabs peeled you crabs wield claws blunt
you prey while I hunt
get on your knees and select
the Mac or the Tech?
not talking about guns
to be discrete
my Machiavellian Technique is unique
my left arm ignites when I write
the fire arms I brandish incite

 

[HW]

^^^^^^^Ok Sean69....

You bored (board) my man, then go grab a hammer
Hex on the checks, you broke like a 'bama
Exec desks, you leave no contest
Sparks fizzed out by a Fanta

You chill like Eskimos in the Sahara
CEO? Naw, man, you just store manager
Russell Crowe? More like Santana
Africa Bamba was one of their hits
Please don't Kunta Kinte on this maverick
Beautiful minds will lead to dangerous spines
Shattered and battered, you one of a kind???
Clutch your heart, Sanford, and stay on your grind
Rhymes sub-par and sublime
Stay in the lane of Sean while I cop Calvin Klein
Resurrect this, the Homes stay true and serve out hits

Like the Phils and championships, I see a homer
Messiah of maybe faults, you made the list
The mic done dropped several times
Due to the true H-dub, giving you lines
Midas touch was more a Jiffy Lube on broads
A noob so true to the fail, no applause
Got drafted, gave up, couldn't have it
Lobsters were crabbed and got shafted

I prey? Naw, you PRAY for the next day
The only MAC you know is the one with a disc tray
Apple-intosh, I wreck you, my entourage
Your left arm is gone, H-dub stay in camouflage

...and I'm OUT!

 

[mcguyver]

That rhyme is over a yr old.

 

[onyxfemme]