Stick so much in your mouth, rots your teeth
Next day it'll be the dentist you gotta greet.
Pink n Fluffy, it is kinda sticky
Overdose you with sugar, you'll smell kinda icky
Gonna get diabetes, probably Type 1
Stick needles in ur stomach for life, yeh have fun.

Next Weapon: PS2

check this kid i got this ps2 game kit full surround sound
you never thought that i would use it tah smack your ass round
cracked over the head with the main console compartment
copped this shit from the toys r us electronics department
got the cordless controller cramed down the back of your neck
next time you try tah be first playa show some respect

next weapon 12 inch vinyl of the single Rappers Delight

hey yo ill take dis joystick cord
den ill rap it around ya neck,
have ya chocking on dese buttons
just 2 show u some respect.
p stands 4 pussy azz nigga
and s stand 4 sowwer 2 stands 4 seconds
be4 yo life get devoured
az i murked dis competition
my stats done move up a level
u need a mermory card
ta stay alive my rhymes
are summin spectacular like
NBA LIVE 05
By. Lady T


Next Weapon: Diamond

diamonds all across my fingers, so ill knock u out
1 hitter quitter, but number 2's a pop in your mouth
or ill take my chains off, and they full of diamonds
choke u dead in 7 seconds, perfect timin
these are the perks of rhymin, cypher spittin fool
you get ripped in two, diamond handled knife will get you too


next weapon: car air freshener

aIR fresher ner
 

Who's fresher than a car air freshener
what kind of weapon is that
i'll grab a butterfly knife n circimsize yo cat
while you're walking around dumbfounded
like duh who the *uck did that
I'm not in the mood 4 playing mind games
without my fresh air I nearly pop a vein
& i'll pop U 2 if you think I ain't playin'
you're dead wrong
I'll chew thru U like a *ucking Right Said Fred song
grab your bong what the *uck you gotta bitch 4
The next prick that tries to diss the weapon's "pitchfork"

I eat sucker MC's wit' a pitch fork
I read your verse Chew
That ain't rap, that's just a bunch of shit talk
Your Ginger Ale style rap, Canada Dry
I mop you up with the same shit
That the janitor buy

LOL. :laugh:

My weapon: Slingshot

It's awkward...while peeps be standin wit they heat cocked
i be walkin around...n sittin in ma' back pocket, is a slingshot
but i'm still merk u, son....shit, all i need is a couple of stones
catch u on the wrong street, n u git that shit stuck in ya dome
now u dead on the sidewalk, as your body git outlined in chalk
n now i'ma continue the cypher, the next weapon is a CINDERBLOCK

slap and crush ya frame..just call my palms juggernauts....
quick ta slug-ya-knot..build my ego on ya wit ten cinderblocks....
friend-or-not..theres no love and artik phrost could really care-less....
'watch' me creep from tha side and pop out ya perifial vision, so yall can 'stare-less'....

next weapon: mechanical pencil sharpener

You might be Artik Phrost
But my heart colder than Antartica
I grind you up in a mechanical pencil sharpener
Cause you a number 2 (I'm #1)
Don't test me, Testes (your new nickname)
I skate all over Phrost like Wayne Gretzky
:laugh2:

My weapon: Ice skate

I see your lone, loser self walking sideways down the street
I slowly stalk behind you, while keepin my steps on your beat
You don't notice a thing, so I slowly reach into my backpack
And slip out the ice skate and swing hard and leave a nice red track
I reach my sweaty, cold hand to your neck, and feel the satisfaction
Of your still, cooling neck, smile quickly and take off at a brisk run

NW:Pinky

I'll point you with my finger, that I named Fiddle
Flip you off the with my favorite finger I call it Middle
Slide on my platinum ring on the 3rd finger: Ring-y
Sock you in the face with the weak and small Pinky
You just a little "Bitch" you enjoy a thumb up your ass
Faggot ass punk, My Pinky shatters you like glass

Edit: Changed Weapon
Next Weapon ---- Compact Disk

wut wuz goin thru tha kids mind az he seen KOOL'S FACE/
i reached down in my pocket and i pulled out a JEWL CASE/
i sed "yeah bitch, tha c-o-l-DASH-B PIMP'S IN"/
put tha cd in, it wuz tha new ASHLEY SIMPSON/
tha sound of her shitty singing, kids ears STARTED 2 BLEED/
fell 2 tha ground ded, it wuz reTARDED INDEED/

hahaha, that wuz fucked up.

next weapon: a used tampon, hahaha, werd

aight, my homey "The Real Omega" iz new on here and didnt no how 2 post this, so ima post it fo him. werd

All I need's a tampon or a Maxi Pad /
After that I'm gonna look for a back that's stabbed /
They won't even know you're shanked, all they know's you fell /
The tampon just be blocking up the flow so well /
If you're a dude like me let this be a message /
We'll really never ever know what PMS is /
But if your bitch gets cranky then, then we need to be advised /
Stick a cork up in that bitch, let her bleed until she dies /

Word bitches

Next Weapon: Mom

you popin shit off at the mouth like you the original Don Juan
watch how fast this bitch crumble with one call to his Mom
give mama fifty feet cause she comin hard as a bored
you ever seen a grown man whipped wit an extension cord
she scream she brought you in and she can take you out
fuck a switch she said a tree limb is what she talkin bout
beatin you across the chest, knee caps and over the head
the crazy bitch beat you 30 times after you was already dead

next weapon--the BAG that comes with a bottle of crown royal

yo dis playas name is winc.. wut u winkin for fag
just fo dat.. im suffacate ya wit my gallon-sized crown royal bag
ya dat purple should fit yo bitchass really well
den tie da gold string off.. nigga just go to hell
drop yo ass off on da side of da road to choke and gag
walk off like nothin happened with da hat to side and dem jeans to a sag

next weapon: words