fuk it i dont need a weapon 2 bury this clown/
all it takes is half a brain 2 put ak-mixa unda-ground/
but ill play along and twist off ya head like a BOTTLE CAP/
an slice ya up wit da edges till u admit that u cant rap/
use my fingas 2 fling da cap off ya face, hear the 'slap'/
this shit was ova be4 it begun mutha fuka its a wrap/


next weapon: wall paper

chewing gum (blood said to ignore...-and i'll gladly ignore "wall paper" lol)

while ya'll bust out ur gats, i come out with that pink chewing gum,
spewing bubbaly fluid like i new who really wanted some,
like snoop i bust like a bubble on yall fiends!
and MY sticky-icky-icky got flavors like wintergreen,
when u thought i'm lesser of a "G" than a jew,
--it's fate, it's like that
i kill u cause ur so pissed off: that shit's on ur shoe.
--we ALL hate THAT!

next weapon- insecticide (that's as easy&rhymable as they come!)

Yo' ass is so week that when I come to kill you all I need is insecticide,
Because in this risides the amonia to suffacite yo' insides,
And when you feel your organs fry, and you know that this bitch, she lied,
and that yo' swallowing up shit made to kill a fly,
Thats when you know its your time to go, no need for suicide,
You caught a ride with a coffin,
prayin for life as u' coughin,
Yow' lungs wrecked like the nasty little insect I take you for,
And yo' close the mother fuckin door you fagit,
We need your corpse to rot so we can bag it,
send it off the dock to pit so we can blag shit,
So goodbye for now, see you in a little while,
Go to hell for being antisemestic,
I needed to use my shit on you so I could test it
- u fuckin nazi, catch the necr taxi to the grave,
cus if im not right theres a stone we saved fo' u insiduous,
its fuckin rediculouse, how u compare a G to religios beliefe,
Givin Jews grief, u fuckin worm, rot to the core,
nobody cry fo' u but ur friday night whore...


Next weapon - a contact lense

whether or not your drop is hot enough to kill me, it all depends
it aint my fault you so weak you can die from a contact lens
defend your organs cause im forcin them out wit "eye sight"
gotta pick a better weapon to kill me wit, cause mine bites
i quite like to blind you, and shoot ya knee caps while standin beside you
i dont mind you, besides dude, ill probably need those lenses myself just to find you
dont take offense to my lenses and six sences wit no redemption to die proper
hell after i take you out, ill go after your eye doctor
its too sick, you have a 6 inch pin stuck in your left eye lid, do you need a closer description
well its simple, stickin a pencil in your eye is the only prescription
"but if i do that, then i wont be able to see out both my eyes..."
why should it matter guy, hear, try these reading glasses on for size...

-reading glasses-

Bitch, use the READING GLASSES and read between these lines,
We can battle as much as you want but the victories are gonna be mine,
I don't really give a shit, who is your crew,
They needed a government subsidy thats why your crew picked you.
You just an underrated rap-per? alright lets take ya from G to a PG-13,
Can you hack-it, can you use all 26 words and big words like Massacre?
Didn't think you could, thought I wish you would, pick up a dictionary,
instead of write'n lines that are damn fictionary,
I'm end this shit now, go play strip pictionary.

Next Weapon
Soccer Ball

killin cats wit soccer balls like i was mia hamn/
bullets is the size of soccer balls commin out my barrel man/
they'll put a whole in your side, im not messin wit you/
im not playin soccer but ima run on you/
man im takin it easy, this is just a mess around verse/
watch out for the soccer balls they'll put u ina herse/

next weapon: your avatar

ayo

Im on top by far, when i drop a bar, you stay blank like my avatar/
When i pic sure nigga's im as akkurate as theives in a line up/
Your times up like Stop Watches, and the linez stuck/Line=hands
I stay empty like whenever i have to let my clipz go/my avy's empty
Cuz they alwayz Pop Hot like my barz bakin in Cris Co/

next weapon
A computer mouse

Stop look and listen...all you hear is silence\\vvYou are in hell with the rest of the washed up faggots.\\..Lets rewind time to the day you died.\\....You were wandering the streets alone at night.\\....You saw something on the floor and decided to pick it up.\\..You found a new computer.. took it home and hooked it up.\\....Everything was fine at first\\ but then your keyboard started to type out its own words\\...You got scared and thought the computer must be possesed by some kind of ghost trying to take over your house..\\...You try to get rid of the computer, but fall and get choked out by the cord from the computer mouse\\

*next weapon... an xbox

fuckin kick ya ass witta x box system/
break most ya bones witta game so let me list em'

ya jaw,fingers,toes,and i broke ya noes/
ya rhyms aint humorous cuz i broke ya funny bone

turn ya power on and make head spin like the disc/
you rotate so fast you'll probly shit out ya dick

MH81 didnt leave no weapon,
so its to this shit that I'll have to step in'

I chose my own technique of killin,
I'll use the pipe stystem to leave ur veins spillin,
collect all the remains in a cardboard coffin,
Burry the body, keep the blood, it's all or nuffin,

I'll boil the red till it turns into maroon clots,
Hand it to ur mother as black pudding and laugh not knoin where her son rots,

C, when i start to kill you, i do it slowly,
like im making love to my one and only,

except this time i a preformed an insision,
transplanted a pipe and tap with perfect presision,

Drained ur body till ur skin turned green then blue,
lookin bruised as ur veins pop like bean-sprout stew,

I got u suffering, dying eventually, ur imune stystem buffering,
Till ur pupils swell into two little pennies,

Ur only 13, and u died before mid twenties,
Part of another figure,

The number's gettin bigger and the kiddies r gettin younger,
ask MJ (Micheal Jacko) he knows how it is,

He raped u and threw ur body to the cots,
thats why when I found ya, ur dick was sore and shrivvled in knots,

But you was proud sayin u just fucked a white-black man till he couldnt stand,
Dude, now u underground layin with his spendings on ur hand,

How does it feal to be double butchered?
Make ur mind up, was he white, black or multi-cultured?

Was his dick brown and his anal ruptured?
Did you take his scarey head to ur dick and watch his changing nose?

Scream out his sisters name as ur cum flows?

Goodbye Mad Hatter,
U lived to die in this tittle-tatter,

Next time leave a weapon and I wont have a go at'cha



- - - next weapon an envolope

I'll murder these faggots wit an envelope made from the company staples/
Mail u 1st class to the pope and label it from a Jesus disciple/
I'll mail u that ricein meant to be delivered to the president/
But we got the wrong address/
Now if i can kill u wit an envelope, think of my pen/
Coz after i've writ my letter the envolpes like death/
He comes straight to yo place and releases venom in the air/
No yall coughin chokin in despair, an envelope killin peeps...hell yeah/
Now my next weapon of choice...fresh air/

Get Some Fresh~Air...Blood Left Spare..Begin Tha Scare..Poisioning Glare And Stare//
Multi Masta Is Here..To Fear Kids Riding Dicks Now..MOD CHANGE THIER NAMES TO "bear"((Bear-Hug))//
ELek Will Come And 0wn Dethrown To Loan..Dissconnected..**Click** Like A Dissconnected phone//
Skills..Addictive Like Takin Pills Got Tha Ho's Da Bills..Like Waitin In A Snow Storm My Flow Gies U Da Chills~~//
Elekwent-Will Make Ya Spine Get Bent Into An Archment Ya Flows Already Spent Now YA Dead Cuz My Flows Are SENT//
Next Weapon-Flammible Liquids

fuk any weapons, all i need to kill u wiv is fresh air,
u challengin me dog, u must be on a dare,
i send u into a scare, fresh air is what i pollute,
i am fully concentrated, u is partially dilute,
i'll dissolve u in my acid cos u is a solute,
i'm a soldier, i been through a lot of shit,
so i won't even have to strike u wiv a fresh air hit,
all u need is one stare and it will turn to glare,
u cant look at me for long cos i'm burnin like a flare,
just when u thought fresh air wasnt a weapon,
all you had to do was give y. poizen a second...

nxt weapon... orange

im throw a orange at you//
hit you in the nose, in front of your ho's//
put you in my car//
i put burns on you wit a cigar//
tears run down your face, man you aint no pimp you a disgrace//
while im lookin at yo face i smack you like a bitch thinkin you might snitch//
so thats when i stop, pop a few shots//
so you cant walk only talk//
ill leave you on the dirt while i open my trunk//
you got no spunk only wonderin whats in the trunk//
thats when i reveal 21 inchs of hard cold steel//
i let you have a smoke before i split your skull//
1 minute pass you put the cigar out//
you close your eyes thats when i give you the big surpise//
CRACK!!! only took 1 hit to make yo skull split//
nxt weapon: a m-16