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Just the other day I was kicking it at work/ doing my job and hanging up a shirt/ the boss steped up all full of anger/ caught him in his chin with a fucking coat hanger/ ran to the front of the store/ grabed that blonde whore cuz i wanted some more/ so i unravled that bitched and made it a wire/ said id kill the slut and she called me a liar/ strangled her off and put her under my tire/
Next Weapon--Tire Iron |
tire iron
damn, that's a hard one
i got my tire iron, what can i do with it?/ i sneak up on ya, and then hit u with it/ ill smack u where ya jaw is and unscrew ya sockets/ more creative wit this tool, than the average common logic/ shuv it down ya throat till it comes out ya ass/ and damn u better hope that gon die fast/ break ya kneecaps, and make them ya temples/ use various other parts to fill in the dents and dimples/ i sharpen the tip, to stab my victim with it/ bust ya lip, im a nechropheliac so i "hit" it(the dead body)/ next weapon: achondroplasia or an achondroplasiac |
Ay yo....
I sneek on niggaz wit a weapon thats snazier/ altho it's a deformation of bone the shits called achondroplasia/ Jazzier, than a tire iron, coat hanger a brick and an ice pick/ It's sick, Haunt your insides and attack at your skeleton/ Fuck up your spine, crack through ya skull and turn your brain into gellatin/ And deform and dwarf your body, I'll make you look more uglyier than the relic can/ achondroplasia....yeah whateva man lets keep the weapons on a knowledge basis and on steady plan.... ~Strict~ Next weapon: Knuckles & Fists |
i dont need a heat to make ya knees buckle//
i got iron fist that connect to make you think it's brass knuckles// and then hit everyone who saw you// and end it all with a code red mountain dew and a chuckle// next weapon= tea cup |
Niggaz
better pray to Jesus/beat you to death with a tea cup/ get ya knees crushed/ jab you in the throat with the handle now it's hard to breathe slut/ so ease up or catch two lumpz/ smack you so hard with fine china it feels like two pumpz/ |
nice 1 2 leave ill jus say nuffin
i have nothin in hand no gun or bomb jus my mic/ i know my raps i fucked but i jus ent no dyke/ its struck 2 me that all these lights/ shine every day so fuckin bright/ then i realise i have no weapon & then i quickly die/ my weapon:- MR BURNS |
yo me an mr burns we was chillin on the roof of a buildin
then i got this feelin ~ to start killin i knocked him right of the top/i heard a splat and i knew that he got got looked to the bottom and what did i see he landed on some dude ~ it looked like an zombie orgy next weapon: dildo |
ya bitcha made u a pictcha witta rubba dildo/slitcha neck in the three places and she promised shed never quit sooo/ i stick this dildo down her throat until she cant breath/ instead of cummin in her mouth i just nut on her sleeve/
next weapon: "iced out" sewing needle |
This thread has got me wilding in a murderous rage
So I find some wack textcee who's never heard of this page Now I'll steal and old Wu-Tang tactic that's illegal at best I'm gonna sew your asshole shut, and then I'll feed you to death Next Weapon: Dictionary Peace |
my editions damn near five years old/but i'll beat your ass with the binder, weighing you down by words in bold/hit you once for each word, ass kicked from a to z/months in the hospital but at least you've built a better vocabulary//
NEXT WORD: Sticks Fuck guns and all that shit, i cause torture by using sticks/ram'm in your dick hole with thorns on'm and give it a twist/pull it out with all my might, hear you scream as it rips/two posts in one response, i hope the mods don't get pissed// NEXT WEAPON: Toenail clippers |
make ya go blind cuz i attack with fiber optics/ then
slice ya chest open and eat ya heart with chop sticks/ next weapon: a question |
a question!
will i hunt ya then confront ya when you get in my sight?//
will i spit millions of questions and leave ya in paniky fright?// will i ask so many ya brain will start to wonder?// will i keep on goin leavin ya mind a blunder?// will you get so confused that ya head will pops?// i just killed ya wiht questions-give me my props// next weapon- a poor etheopian kid |
Will I Finish This Fag With The Tightness Of Lyrics Will I Choke Em' So Hard His Mother Will Feel It Will I Murder This Bitch With A Chainsaw And Run Or Will I 'Beat' This Nerd Til' He 'Starts To Cum' |
i disrupt ya nervous system make ya passout/
slice ya body up and let the etheopion kid eat ya ass out/ next weapon : hyperlink |
on the net im armed wit nuthin but a hyper-link//
that take niggaz to a place they gotta stop-and-think// no gun in my waist no shank in my shoe// jus click on the link to find out how im murderin you// read the page and follow the links to ya death// keep pushin the left button till you run outta breath// im on a whole different level than the average guy// im into torturin fags before i see a ma fucka die next weapon:rubber gloves |
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