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

Oh did the weather change?
I guess it’s a Hurricane
Winds and water dealing the cards
But I Iz fixing to win
C’mon serial killer
Let me put this pussy on your chin
Keep that dick rock
All that pent up aggression on lock
Only thing you’ll be killing is this stiff back I got

:hmm:

Digi digi digi
Izzy Izzy Izzy
AKA PlASTER face
Why?
Because she loves when Shane BLASTS her face
an while she savoys the AFTER taste
I'll take her again by her ASS and waist
I see what your doing Iz
No need to master-bait
You got my attention
Trust I got the lips
I cool soup, I cool nip-ples
make you act all simp-le
from the back I massage your booty cheek
dimp-le
an lick the soul of your ment-al . . .
 
:eek::D :yes: *steps out of thread for a second to clean up "spill" :cool:

:hmm:

Digi digi digi
Izzy Izzy Izzy
AKA PlASTER face
Why?
Because she loves when Shane BLASTS her face
an while she savoys the AFTER taste
I'll take her again by her ASS and waist
I see what your doing Iz
No need to master-bait
You got my attention
Trust I got the lips
I cool soup, I cool nip-ples
make you act all simp-le
from the back I massage your booty cheek
dimp-le
an lick the soul of your ment-al . . .
 
:hmm:

Digi digi digi
Izzy Izzy Izzy
AKA PlASTER face
Why?
Because she loves when Shane BLASTS her face
an while she savoys the AFTER taste
I'll take her again by her ASS and waist
I see what your doing Iz
No need to master-bait
You got my attention
Trust I got the lips
I cool soup, I cool nip-ples
make you act all simp-le
from the back I massage your booty cheek
dimp-le
an lick the soul of your ment-al . . .

Cute! :):hmm:

WTF Digi?
No, Give me the Dick-i
Lame bitches want to walk in the rain
I like to feel the pain
Killa don't you know my inner freak has no shame?
That bitch favorite pastime is snorting cum like cocaine
I’m just trying to warn you
Before the water gets too deep
You might want to stick to the kiddy pool
For I put that fine ass to sleep

But don’t worry baby :)
I can be sweeter than sugar
As soft as a feather
Having you singing like Rhianna
Under my umbrella ,ella, ella eh eh eh

****

See what you done started XXXena!
 
Cute! :):hmm:

WTF Digi?
No, Give me the Dick-i
Lame bitches want to walk in the rain
I like to feel the pain
Killa don't you know my inner freak has no shame?
That bitch favorite pastime is snorting cum like cocaine
I’m just trying to warn you
Before the water gets too deep
You might want to stick to the kiddy pool
For I put that fine ass to sleep

But don’t worry baby :)
I can be sweeter than sugar
As soft as a feather
Having you singing like Rhianna
Under my umbrella ,ella, ella eh eh eh

****

See what you done started XXXena!

:rolleyes:

Oi!!
Kish mi en toches
Why You dirty little twist
Deep?
I wrote the script to the Aybss
You probably wish, up your :eek: with my fist!
You bad little Shikseh
Obviously you want an ample Sample, of over what these women trample
The kiddy pool!?
Why call me a Shmuck, Please, I ain't no fool
I'm just trying to FUCK, use my tool
You like pain, then BUCK back or back BUCK something cruel
Step and Shlep
your ass on over here
Check my rep
with the hearing in your ear
I'll test your sex
With a hooked finger up your rear :eek:
 
Damn.....

I never thought I'd say this but did my Hurricane get downgraded to a Storm :eek:


:lol::lol: damn my woman said snorting cum.....:lol::lol::lol: Love it....waits for the storm to build back to Category 5 Stage.:hmm:


Izzy I did nothing to start dis :D I merely encourage. Yes that's it :D I encourage :hmm: lmao damn she said snorting cum.....:roflmao::groupwave


Cute! :):hmm:

WTF Digi?
No, Give me the Dick-i
Lame bitches want to walk in the rain
I like to feel the pain
Killa don't you know my inner freak has no shame?
That bitch favorite pastime is snorting cum like cocaine

I’m just trying to warn you
Before the water gets too deep
You might want to stick to the kiddy pool
For I put that fine ass to sleep

But don’t worry baby :)
I can be sweeter than sugar
As soft as a feather
Having you singing like Rhianna
Under my umbrella ,ella, ella eh eh eh

****

See what you done started XXXena!
 
:lol::lol: the two and yall and your Jewish natures

:rolleyes:

Oi!!
Kish mi en toches
Why You dirty little twist
Deep?
I wrote the script to the Aybss
You probably wish, up your :eek: with my fist!
You bad little Shikseh
Obviously you want an ample Sample, of over what these women trample
The kiddy pool!?
Why call me a Shmuck, Please, I ain't no fool
I'm just trying to FUCK, use my tool
You like pain, then BUCK back or back BUCK something cruel
Step and Shlep
your ass on over here
Check my rep
with the hearing in your ear
I'll test your sex
With a hooked finger up your rear :eek:


:hmm: bout damn time :hmm:

I see we laughing. Time for me to draw some blood again. :hmm: The KING has returned. :eek:
 
Per my beautiful wife in my next life request
Izzy I'm about to bring death.

Ok I'm here for the casting call
cause all I see is emcees acting like they got balls.
Grownazzblakman claiming he don't perform at malls
but I seen him on american idol pacing the halls.
asking Ryan secrest if he could shine his balls
and right behind him who do i see
that retarded kid from philly

American Idol, u kidding?

My mic flips into a hand-stand and goes "hand-to-hand" worse than a fight between Wu-Tang Clan versus Matt Damon, Jason Statham, Wesley & Jet-Li who's bringing Jackie Chan, Pocahontas, Simba, Nala & all her sex-kittens and followas out the jungle to this rumble to watch Sam Jackson rip these Quintons' diction into Pulp-Fiction and Rampages of adverbs into the nerves of any "Missing Link" who's getting hit with the SINK from Ric Flair's kitchen while the crowd goes wilder than watching Chis Rockin' jokes while doing a square-dance...:rolleyes:... son, you never had a fair-chance to tag ya' man @ DefWrestleJam.
 
:eek::eek::eek: uhhhh grown you know I have taken a liking to you yes :yes::yes: :itsawrap:

American Idol, u kidding?

My mic flips into a hand-stand and goes "hand-to-hand" worse than a fight between Wu-Tang Clan versus Matt Damon, Jason Statham, Wesley & Jet-Li who's bringing Jackie Chan, Pocahontas, Simba, Nala & all her sex-kittens and followas out the jungle to this rumble to watch Sam Jackson rip these Quintons' diction into Pulp-Fiction and Rampages of adverbs into the nerves of any "Missing Link" who's getting hit with the SINK from Ric Flair's kitchen while the crowd goes wilder than watching Chis Rockin' jokes while doing a square-dance...:rolleyes:... son, you never had a fair-chance to tag ya' man @ DefWrestleJam.
 
:eek::eek::eek: uhhhh grown you know I have taken a liking to you yes :yes::yes: :itsawrap:

Thanks LadyScorp, I try . :D
But I don't take any of this too serious, tho. :smh:
It's all just good fun (for me, at least ;)).

Good thread.

Apparently.... the longer this thread gets, the fewer "rookies" are left. :rolleyes:
As I read thru these pages in this thread, I gotta admit... alotta folks here are TRULY GIFTED. :yes:
And some of these other people's verses I been reading are CRAZY!! - LOL.

Anyways, props to Onyx, Mag B., Mac, Izzy, Shane, Owl and anyone else who contributed to the thread. :cool:
Philly The Kid (and The City) Stand Up!!! :yes:
 
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American Idol, u kidding?

My mic flips into a hand-stand and goes "hand-to-hand" worse than a fight between Wu-Tang Clan versus Matt Damon, Jason Statham, Wesley & Jet-Li who's bringing Jackie Chan, Pocahontas, Simba, Nala & all her sex-kittens and followas out the jungle to this rumble to watch Sam Jackson rip these Quintons' diction into Pulp-Fiction and Rampages of adverbs into the nerves of any "Missing Link" who's getting hit with the SINK from Ric Flair's kitchen while the crowd goes wilder than watching Chis Rockin' jokes while doing a square-dance...:rolleyes:... son, you never had a fair-chance to tag ya' man @ DefWrestleJam.


FUK IS THIS A FOOTNOTE?
Please share that shit you smoke
Your flippin of the mic or should I say the style you write
proves that you aint ready for this fight
This must be a joke
getting into the ring you slipped, fell on the ropes
and damn near choke
Now watch me whipe my ass with the above footnote.
Your mic do back flips
prelude to the matrix
I’m equipped with telekinesis
Materializing weapons is the smallest of my tricks
Moves defy the laws of physics
Take out your entire actor’s studio with one flying kick
I’ll grab your crouching monkey hidden tiger by his paws
Make him knaw off his own claws, rip open his jaws
Duck every blow from your preying mantis
telepathically make yah cut ya wrist
Slap your drunken monkey till he sober
Tattoo on your masters head "FUCK NEO MCGUYVER TOOK OVA"
 
Thanks LadyScorp, I try . :D
But I don't take any of this too serious, tho. :smh:
It's all just good fun (for me, at least ;)).

Good thread.

Apparently.... the longer this thread gets, the fewer "rookies" are left. :rolleyes:
As I read thru these pages in this thread, I gotta admit... alotta folks here are TRULY GIFTED. :yes:
And some of these other people's verses I been reading are CRAZY!! - LOL.

Anyways, props to Onyx, Mag B., Mac, Izzy, Shane, Owl and anyone else who contributed to the thread. :cool:
Philly The Kid (and The City) Stand Up!!! :yes:

no worries dahlin I am merely here to "encourage" said talents :D :lol:


FUK IS THIS A FOOTNOTE?
Please share that shit you smoke
Your flippin of the mic or should I say the style you write
proves that you aint ready for this fight
This must be a joke
getting into the ring you slipped, fell on the ropes
and damn near choke
Now watch me whipe my ass with the above footnote.
Your mic do back flips
prelude to the matrix
I’m equipped with telekinesis
Materializing weapons is the smallest of my tricks
Moves defy the laws of physics
Take out your entire actor’s studio with one flying kick
I’ll grab your crouching monkey hidden tiger by his paws
Make him knaw off his own claws, rip open his jaws
Duck every blow from your preying mantis
telepathically make yah cut ya wrist
Slap your drunken monkey till he sober
Tattoo on your masters head "FUCK NEO MCGUYVER TOOK OVA"

Damnnn Rocky tryna get that blood embedded in these walls .:lol::lol:
 
Tattoo on your masters head "FUCK NEO MCGUYVER TOOK OVA"

roflmao.gif


Nice.
 
You need to stop playing around.. Bring it like you brought it to mag b. open that shit up put some emotions in YO shit.


BTW......I see mag gone again, he'll be back when he get bored.

:lol: Too funny!

Good work McGuyver.

Grownazz THANK YOU for keeping this in the spirit it was intended- despite my sister's encouragement (sshhhhhh instigating)this is meant to be fun and not at all taken seriously :yes::yes::yes:

Having said that, Shane :hmm: I have not forgotten about you.:lol:
 
:lol: Too funny!

Good work McGuyver.

Grownazz THANK YOU for keeping this in the spirit it was intended- despite my sister's encouragement (sshhhhhh instigating)this is meant to be fun and not at all taken seriously :yes::yes::yes:



He was knee deep in mag b's ass. that shit was soooooo funny.
 
FUK IS THIS A FOOTNOTE?
Please share that shit you smoke
Your flippin of the mic or should I say the style you write
proves that you aint ready for this fight
This must be a joke
getting into the ring you slipped, fell on the ropes
and damn near choke
Now watch me whipe my ass with the above footnote.
Your mic do back flips
prelude to the matrix
I’m equipped with telekinesis
Materializing weapons is the smallest of my tricks
Moves defy the laws of physics
Take out your entire actor’s studio with one flying kick
I’ll grab your crouching monkey hidden tiger by his paws
Make him knaw off his own claws, rip open his jaws
Duck every blow from your preying mantis
telepathically make yah cut ya wrist
Slap your drunken monkey till he sober
Tattoo on your masters head "FUCK NEO MCGUYVER TOOK OVA"



Please.

Before leaving this ring...first I'll bounce him off-the-ropes.
To change his momentum, direction and his whole 'self-reflection'.

Before he's back from the ova side, climb into the stands...
Lay-out ALL his fans and steal Blanka's hands...
cuz Tina & Spike crossed several turn-pikes
just to see IKE smack the TRUCK outta this "Tonka Man".

I won't break a sweat, or even break a knuckle
slapping "Unkle Ruckus" like Sidney P. - The Defiant One.
While using complex predicates to 'Plex the Giant's son...
off the top-turnbuckle. :rolleyes:

[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/d2kMzgRW6-k&hl=en[/flash]
 
:lol: Too funny!

Good work McGuyver.

Grownazz THANK YOU for keeping this in the spirit it was intended- despite my sister's encouragement (sshhhhhh instigating)this is meant to be fun and not at all taken seriously :yes::yes::yes:

Having said that, Shane :hmm: I have not forgotten about you.:lol:

Now why you go single me out like that :hmm:


:cool:
Please.

Before leaving this ring...first I'll bounce him off-the-ropes.
To change his momentum, direction and his whole 'self-reflection'.

Before he's back from the ova side, climb into the stands...
Lay-out ALL his fans and steal Blanka's hands...
cuz Tina & Spike crossed several turn-pikes
just to see IKE smack the TRUCK outta this "Tonka Man".

I won't break a sweat, or even break a knuckle
slapping "Unkle Ruckus" like Sidney P. - The Defiant One.
While using complex predicates to 'Plex the Giant's son...
off the top-turnbuckle. :rolleyes:

[flash]http://www.youtube.com/v/d2kMzgRW6-k&hl=en[/flash]
every single time bredren....:yes:

Interesting thread.

Majestik now you know I go cuss you right :hmm: do NOT enter here again less you plan to bring it :hmm:

I say that with love by the way. :hmm: I expect blood :hmm:
 
I'm not trying to step on people's toes, so is this an open showcase aside from the battles?

here we prefer you pick a victim and kill without mercy, I mean if you have what it takes that is :hmm:
If you simply want to showcase your talent please go either hereor here

Next time you enter here let there be blood spillage :hmm: I say this with only love :)



:lol::cool::hmm:


Peace
 
I shudder and fall, victim to a sudden impulse
To self-destruct and dissolve, anyone that wrongfully has thoughts that I'll be a runner up to their bars.
Crushing the stars, that once were thought of
as something to run far from, have simply become demolished to
nothing but dust.
I'm flying in the Lion's Den, blinder than, the eyes of men, who've died virgins. I've survived the dimmest and gravest, life or death situations. By reminding my brain that, I can't die from an agent outside of my body's container. I can't explain it
Unless it's old age or an automobile accident
I can't imagine a passing where you slaughter me with gats and shit. Masochists who flap their lips, ask to get their asses kicked. The raps I spit, are what this cat considers
the baddest writtens to ever lay flat in texted letters.
Matter of fact, it gets better, when the patterns I map,
shred competitors faster than pastors tapping the asscrack on little Jack in the back of the tabernacle.:smh:


...guess i'll reply with another one later
 
I shudder and fall, victim to a sudden impulse
To self-destruct and dissolve, anyone that wrongfully has thoughts that I'll be a runner up to their bars.
Crushing the stars, that once were thought of
as something to run far from, have simply become demolished to
nothing but dust.
I'm flying in the Lion's Den, blinder than, the eyes of men, who've died virgins. I've survived the dimmest and gravest, life or death situations. By reminding my brain that, I can't die from an agent outside of my body's container. I can't explain it
Unless it's old age or an automobile accident
I can't imagine a passing where you slaughter me with gats and shit. Masochists who flap their lips, ask to get their asses kicked. The raps I spit, are what this cat considers
the baddest writtens to ever lay flat in texted letters.
Matter of fact, it gets better, when the patterns I map,
shred competitors faster than pastors tapping the asscrack on little Jack in the back of the tabernacle.:smh:


...guess i'll reply with another one later

:D Izzy :D we have new blood :yes: Greetings Red Munkey. Did he just call the lions in here masochists :eek::smh: I wonder how long before your blood is spilled Red...:cool:

Welcome to dah Den bredren :yes:


Peace
 
I shudder and fall, victim to a sudden impulse
To self-destruct and dissolve, anyone that wrongfully has thoughts that I'll be a runner up to their bars.
Crushing the stars, that once were thought of
as something to run far from, have simply become demolished to
nothing but dust.
I'm flying in the Lion's Den, blinder than, the eyes of men, who've died virgins. I've survived the dimmest and gravest, life or death situations. By reminding my brain that, I can't die from an agent outside of my body's container. I can't explain it
Unless it's old age or an automobile accident
I can't imagine a passing where you slaughter me with gats and shit. Masochists who flap their lips, ask to get their asses kicked. The raps I spit, are what this cat considers
the baddest writtens to ever lay flat in texted letters.
Matter of fact, it gets better, when the patterns I map,
shred competitors faster than pastors tapping the asscrack on little Jack in the back of the tabernacle.:smh:


...guess i'll reply with another one later

Naw, save yourself the laughing faces and ego estrangement
your verbs ain't active and reveal your inner weakling
your nouns only confuse the people in the places that you think in
I bring souls to the light of the pyramid's apex
I wrap the loose emotive energies around my pinky like latex
your metaphors are solely fueled with fear and lack boldness
your last line seems to be a sign
directing traffic to the homo erogenous area of your mind...

I soar through the digits
leaving claw prints written across your limbic
unraveling your medulla oblongata
rewiring your psychic templates until they are tabula rasa...
I own the moment you stumbled into this mind fight
you owe the king of head hacking, have my pay before midnight...
 
Mama had a baby, dressed him plaid and paisley/ and they wonder why the patterns and colours are bloody crazy/no matter motivation, situation, or reasoning/ beef to my grill gets brought I'm throwing salt for seasoning/lemonade was a popular drink and it still is/I get it cracking, like chiropractor with a lobster bib/why don't you go back to the little table with the rest of the kids/with that fried chicken chest all short in the ribs/wild papayas and red bananas/purvian purple potatoes in panoramic, ya fruit salad/ every word that I utter is butter for real/Level of skill comes with time, him grind like peppermill/Too cold to be cute, come through and get buked/Put two oyster crackers in yo blackbean soup/I'm brewing a hot pot of "Your Own Business"/ Here's a bowl to hold, get some, it's delicious/ Burner Movement back on the block/Stranglewood Slasher, Magnificent bastrard, wait till the shit drop..
 
Ahhh there is my Owl :yes::yes: Nuff said :hmm:
Naw, save yourself the laughing faces and ego estrangement
your verbs ain't active and reveal your inner weakling
your nouns only confuse the people in the places that you think in
I bring souls to the light of the pyramid's apex
I wrap the loose emotive energies around my pinky like latex
your metaphors are solely fueled with fear and lack boldness
your last line seems to be a sign
directing traffic to the homo erogenous area of your mind...

I soar through the digits
leaving claw prints written across your limbic
unraveling your medulla oblongata
rewiring your psychic templates until they are tabula rasa...
I own the moment you stumbled into this mind fight
you owe the king of head hacking, have my pay before midnight...

Aiight Inf you know you meh bredren yes but man type that ish so we go wanna read it yes... we don't like the "brick wall" effect... give thx

ok now I know you didn't come into the den with this....man you don't like your life??
This was good right but man this is the den of Lion's they will come in here and tear you limb from limb....you gotta come harder than that :hmm: Draw some blood for me. :hmm: I wasnt asking...:)

Mama had a baby, dressed him plaid and paisley/ and they wonder why the patterns and colours are bloody crazy/no matter motivation, situation, or reasoning/ beef to my grill gets brought I'm throwing salt for seasoning/lemonade was a popular drink and it still is/I get it cracking, like chiropractor with a lobster bib/why don't you go back to the little table with the rest of the kids/with that fried chicken chest all short in the ribs/wild papayas and red bananas/purvian purple potatoes in panoramic, ya fruit salad/ every word that I utter is butter for real/Level of skill comes with time, him grind like peppermill/Too cold to be cute, come through and get buked/Put two oyster crackers in yo blackbean soup/I'm brewing a hot pot of "Your Own Business"/ Here's a bowl to hold, get some, it's delicious/ Burner Movement back on the block/Stranglewood Slasher, Magnificent bastrard, wait till the shit drop..
 
I shudder and fall, victim to a sudden impulse
To self-destruct and dissolve, anyone that wrongfully has thoughts that I'll be a runner up to their bars.
Crushing the stars, that once were thought of
as something to run far from, have simply become demolished to
nothing but dust.
I'm flying in the Lion's Den, blinder than, the eyes of men, who've died virgins. I've survived the dimmest and gravest, life or death situations. By reminding my brain that, I can't die from an agent outside of my body's container. I can't explain it
Unless it's old age or an automobile accident
I can't imagine a passing where you slaughter me with gats and shit. Masochists who flap their lips, ask to get their asses kicked. The raps I spit, are what this cat considers
the baddest writtens to ever lay flat in texted letters.
Matter of fact, it gets better, when the patterns I map,
shred competitors faster than pastors tapping the asscrack on little Jack in the back of the tabernacle.:smh:


...guess i'll reply with another one later


Fascinatingly uneventful
abhorrently simple
the rantings and perishable blather of a lightweight mental
In prehistory Shane pissed and left the moon dimpled
This The Lion's Den, Lady Death herself's blood temple
RedMonkey it's about to be curtains
Who died a virgin?
If this the best you got
you'll die a burden upon the art of worden
In this thread too many Tyler Durdens
you ain't earning
Masochists?
No, the faster spit
You prob. thought you was gonna get to speak on your sass n shit
don't make me crash your lip
Run up on your ole lady and make her bash my dick
You learned your rap game from female actresses
Go sit on a bouquet of cactuses
you bastard bitch
 
Please.

Before leaving this ring...first I'll bounce him off-the-ropes.
To change his momentum, direction and his whole 'self-reflection'.

Before he's back from the ova side, climb into the stands...
Lay-out ALL his fans and steal Blanka's hands...
cuz Tina & Spike crossed several turn-pikes
just to see IKE smack the TRUCK outta this "Tonka Man".

I won't break a sweat, or even break a knuckle
slapping "Unkle Ruckus" like Sidney P. - The Defiant One.
While using complex predicates to 'Plex the Giant's son...
off the top-turnbuckle. :rolleyes:


Dear Mr. Grownazzblakman
Whats your infatuation with wrestling?
Do you get a kick of watching grown men play fighting?
Are you at the edge of your chair watching WWE while your bottom lip you're biting
All excited about the tight shit the wrestlers are wearing.
Please in my ring there are no slaps
Just straight jabs and uppercuts that will lay you flat on the mat.
For the flaming cats yeah I may slap
But best believe I'm reaching from way back
and when I connect, I'm knocking every tooth out that semen trap.
Get it right MC brings it with a vengence
Mind filled with murderous intentions
So cool they call me lyrical shaft.
will turn this thread into a backdraft.
Then put out the fire with the blood bath.
Now you do the math.
Me plus you equals that check your ass wrote....... overdraft.
Your eyes black and blue.
When I'm through for me here is what you can do
From heaven send me a clue.
If you get in then I know heaven support the rainbow coalition crew.
Cause if they do I'll be looking up at you.
 
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My blows smash. Through phone taps I zone raps to own wack toned lads/
Grown Azz sounds like they cloned Nas and gave him Down Syndrome stats/
You get toe tagged. It's blasphemy when you ask for me. This man's sublime/
Grown Azz has got skills. But do skills count when they're the average kind?/
I'm a mastermind. A professor, x-ing 'net rap geeks with the force of Banshee/
Juggernaut my way to the middle, then out again. Scorn your family/
I'm a Beast, a Collossus. Call me mean when great vengeance befalls your team/
Spit box and when my **snikt** pops limbs drop. Like Wolverine/
Spitting the art, my writtens are smart like fitting the list of shit in the ark/
You're good-ish, talented-ish. The only "ish" I am has a Brit at the start/
Claiming the throne. Aiming to throw all failures who are shameless with blows/
Your bitch has my name on her phone and the same engraved where her labia grow/
So this session is up. I know I'm only messing with pups, that's why this wrecking is cut/
But you? You're the rhyme equivalent of requesting to fuck but not getting it up/
 
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My blows smash. Through phone taps I zone raps to own wack toned lads/
Grown Azz sounds like they cloned Nas and gave him Down Syndrome stats/
You get toe tagged. It's blasphemy when you ask for me. This man's sublime/
Grown Azz has got skills. But do skills count when they're the average kind?/
I'm a mastermind. A professor, x-ing 'net rap geeks with the force of Banshee/
Juggernaut my way to the middle, then out again. Scorn your family/
I'm a Beast, a Collossus. Call me mean when great vengeance befalls your team/
Spit box and when my **snikt** pops limbs drop. Like Wolverine/
Spitting the art, my writtens are smart like fitting the list of shit in the ark/
You're good-ish, talented-ish. The only "ish" I am has a Brit at the start/
Claiming the throne. Aiming to throw all failures who are shameless with blows/
Your bitch has my name on her phone and the same engraved where her labia grow/
So this session is up. I know I'm only messing with pups, that's why this wrecking is cut/
But you? You're the rhyme of equivalent of requesting to fuck but not getting it up/


:lol: I told his ass

:smh: gotta watch your back don't sleep on mag b.
 
I ain't had time to read
So please, please hate as you need
Lady S said the ground was barren, I came through to drop seed
You recede like Whitney's weave
Futile to try and conceive
How brothers do great deeds
And still push 10's like Christopher Reeves
With capes a flappin
How in the fuck did you start rappin?
Might as well pull out a gun, get some dope and start trappin
This is just a warm up, not even touching the paper or pen
Next time I come in
I'm eating women and children
Like Iron Mike before the shaky chin
Now it's best you blend
And double up on those caplets of estrogen
Never step in the den of grown men...

Just a jab. Just to get the ol' verbal spar weapons warmed up! :hmm:
 
:D:D:D:D:D:D:yes::yes: My own serial killer:hmm:....Red Munkey? Are you gonna take that. :hmm:
Fascinatingly uneventful
abhorrently simple
the rantings and perishable blather of a lightweight mental
In prehistory Shane pissed and left the moon dimpled
This The Lion's Den, Lady Death herself's blood temple
RedMonkey it's about to be curtains
Who died a virgin?
If this the best you got
you'll die a burden upon the art of worden
In this thread too many Tyler Durdens
you ain't earning
Masochists?
No, the faster spit
You prob. thought you was gonna get to speak on your sass n shit
don't make me crash your lip
Run up on your ole lady and make her bash my dick
You learned your rap game from female actresses
Go sit on a bouquet of cactuses
you bastard bitch

:eek: Rocky knocking lions out left right and center. Now Grown I KNOW you are definitely NOT gonna stay down. You best bring Rocky some pain. :hmm::yes:
Dear Mr. Grownazzblakman
Whats your infatuation with wrestling?
Do you get a kick of watching grown men play fighting?
Are you at the edge of your chair watching WWE while your bottom lip you're biting
All excited about the tight shit the wrestlers are wearing.
Please in my ring there are no slaps
Just straight jabs and uppercuts that will lay you flat on the mat.
For the flaming cats yeah I may slap
But best believe I'm reaching from way back
and when I connect, I'm knocking every tooth out that semen trap.
Get it right MC brings it with a vengence
Mind filled with murderous intentions
So cool they call me lyrical shaft.
will turn this thread into a backdraft.
Then put out the fire with the blood bath.

Now you do the math.
Me plus you equals that check your ass wrote....... overdraft.
Your eyes black and blue.
When I'm through for me here is what you can do
From heaven send me a clue.
If you get in then I know heaven support the rainbow coalition crew.
Cause if they do I'll be looking up at you.

The man is a butcher for a reason...all I got is :eek::eek: damn :yes:

My blows smash. Through phone taps I zone raps to own wack toned lads/
Grown Azz sounds like they cloned Nas and gave him Down Syndrome stats/
You get toe tagged. It's blasphemy when you ask for me. This man's sublime/
Grown Azz has got skills. But do skills count when they're the average kind?/
I'm a mastermind. A professor, x-ing 'net rap geeks with the force of Banshee/
Juggernaut my way to the middle, then out again. Scorn your family/
I'm a Beast, a Collossus. Call me mean when great vengeance befalls your team/
Spit box and when my **snikt** pops limbs drop. Like Wolverine/
Spitting the art, my writtens are smart like fitting the list of shit in the ark/
You're good-ish, talented-ish. The only "ish" I am has a Brit at the start/
Claiming the throne. Aiming to throw all failures who are shameless with blows/
Your bitch has my name on her phone and the same engraved where her labia grow/
So this session is up. I know I'm only messing with pups, that's why this wrecking is cut/
But you? You're the rhyme equivalent of requesting to fuck but not getting it up/


:D Andey you took too long but :D I forgive you :hmm: out of nowhere he labeled all of yall :hmm:

I ain't had time to read
So please, please hate as you need
Lady S said the ground was barren, I came through to drop seed
You recede like Whitney's weave
Futile to try and conceive
How brothers do great deeds
And still push 10's like Christopher Reeves
With capes a flappin
How in the fuck did you start rappin?
Might as well pull out a gun, get some dope and start trappin
This is just a warm up, not even touching the paper or pen
Next time I come in
I'm eating women and children
Like Iron Mike before the shaky chin
Now it's best you blend
And double up on those caplets of estrogen
Never step in the den of grown men...

Just a jab. Just to get the ol' verbal spar weapons warmed up! :hmm:
 
It's painstakingly obvious
a chain of insane novices, have been trained to follow and
Maintain the mindframe to lay where most of the slain mobsters sit.
The moniker on your monitor, doesn't prompter or sponsor the wandering,
of an often wrong, and odd-thinker, robbed of common sense.
Picture a segment in the inner most connections of your mental digestion.
A section where 'yes-men' and extras are ingested.
You'd awake in a confused daze with removed legs
as you view in amazement,
when ooze sprays from tube shapes,
as you lay, among numerous graves of true un-amazers.
Who wants to say what? You Riley of the Docks
I'm Samson of Damages, the mandibles you're ramblin'
Will not remain candid from my Canon.
You gave the moon dimples
I felt that that was too simple,
Being that the moon is my sperm frozen in-to a huge symbol.
The shine you want, and lust for, is nothing more
than the nut sauce of a young buck who's a few bucks short.
Razor-sharp, blades of war, blaze with rage to escape my jaws.
And engrave the floor of the earth,
to slay Shane and the slate of shame his image is emblazed upon.
Foul are cowering, crowding the route esacpes
gathering under balconies, to escape the wrath of my Alpha-MC's mentality.
For in the absence of one mind, the Hydra of plenty schemes
Grows exponentially, as I, parent-the-sis, the Literal Flow Tyrant, lyrical Poseidon.
 
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