well then, the next fucker is me, and u kno how i play
grab da toenail clipper, and send "ALBI", to a early grave
rest without peace fucker, as i put u real deep
6 feet in da ground, bitch time to go to sleep
imma File her nose, and even the bitch out
whip off the filthy blood, streaming down her mouth
im freddy krueger, i kill in da worst possible ways
october 31st, imma mask up, and u wont sleep for days
plottn out my plan, as i leave u without a brain
u scarecrow bitch, when i kill u,they gon think im insane
but i dont care, thats the shit u left me, so im rippin
get 'Technical' like 'Pippen', and burry the toenail clippings

the next nigga can work wit a IRON, flatten me out, i dont care

yo i'll cut your ass hol in half with a raser glass pass me the mic an let conplex texts bounce in front of the sreen fuck yall be finshed with laser beams

niggas thees days be so week that i kick them in the nees and they start to bleed i feeed fule to bullys that hate me but all i really do is make them masterbate me

yo this gonna be some weak shit right here...i got some freestyler's block..

wrap it around my hand and flick that fuckin rubber band
double homicide..bounce offa you, kill anotha man
stretch it back and shoot you like a schoolboy wit a hornet
you mighta complained but your fuckin throat got torn bitch
straight to your esophagus like the apocalypse, i aint monotonous
but step to me and receieve a fuckin supersonic twist
and in the public bathroom you pissed off the toilet scrubber
cos you kept spillin your blood all over the fuckin band- rubber

next weapon- a lit cigarette

To kill your ass I cannot wait/
I'll take a hit of the Newport, blow smoke in your face to aggrivate/
My adversary who's tryin' to fuckin' shake me up/
Light it up again and press that bitch against your trachea/
Mafia-style, tortue you instrumentally/
I'll give you a whole carton and let cancer get you eventually/

Next Weapon - Lawn Dart

never knew wut a lawn dart was, til p-dizzle wanted beef
so i grab a lawn dart and started shootin at his feet
make this faggot ass nigga dance, fuk a lean back
this kid got no flows, so why is he tryna rap
da lawn dart, do i get bullets wit it or wut?
oh, he chose that weapon, hopin i would aim at his but
u fag, im tryna get da snakes out da grass
shot dizzle wit a dart, so now he gon wear a mask
i aint killed him, i cant, this weapon aint strong
come wit something more creative....fuk it, im thru

nightstick

I read J Dot - you want to see how a creative mind spit
Well trying seeing me ... when I crush through your eyelids on stilt nightsticks
Then jackhammer them both in the hole of each ear
Catching flash backs of Louima, I tip both nightsticks with razors for your rear
My mind drunk with sick thoughts pouring clorox on the tears
Watching pus bubbling and Blood hardening from the air


Next weapon: Soap Powder (like a box of Tide)

there about 6 million ways to die/so im a choose one/i would go for the glock/but id just loose fun/Grab two red packs of red cool aid/and 2 cups of sugar/then just drop one scoop of that soap powder/Mix it all in/spike it with a 5th of gin/Watch you take a sip to be your end/rush u to the clinic to get your gut pumped/while you feelin tipsy/get Siqco to get your butt humped/Drag you outside/dump cap full of tide in ya eye/Then chop you up/wash your cloth when one full cup/bring u in my basement and grab my lox/then stuff your pieces in a tide box


I know thats kinda wack but its my first and had to jump in it

Weapon of choice=Sweet and low sugar packet

((This should be easy cuz Sweet and low taste like shit and would make in nigga catch a stroke))

First, I hang victims from the rafters
Upside down, Frightened, listening to my maniacal laughter
Throwing bricks at Mach 3 speed, hearing ribs cracking exposing bone fractures
I run, jump onto the body, digging my boots further into the gashes
Rip open left over sweet and low packets
Screaming "Death w/o perservatives to all these fucking bastards"
Hanging on for dear life knowing that I got you
A tear runs down your forehead as I pour sweet and low down your nostrils

Peace
Next: Air Force 1's

Fuck two, I only need a pair of Air Force Ones/
to stomp a fag and have his girlfriend screamin,"Run, Forest. Run!"/
my favorite colors of choice? without a doubt... black and blue/
the same colors I'll leave ya body when I'm done attacking you/
smackin' these dudes, jackin' for jewels, packing the tools/
acting a fool, got everybody laughing at you/
sad but it's true, go get the other half of ya crew/
cuz you's da better half of that and yo ass got ran through!

..lol...my bad Barz... I was in a zone!

yo, next weapon Hubba Bubba Bubble Gum

i'll pop u like i pop Hubba Bubba Bubble Gum
its not da gum poppin off but only da gun
don't run...cuz chasin you just ain't no fun
i won't stop till i'm done....so die where u stand
cuz i'm known 2 pop a hole in ya salivary gland
ecspecially when my 9 is my best friend
man....i gotta lotta varitey of guns
its yo day 2 die so nigga pick one


Weapon= box cutter

i love box cutters cuz people actually think im cuttin boxes
but im actually cutting ya wrist so i can take your nice watches
but later i cut your eyes out like freddy did his little girls
if there was one weapon of choice box cutters would rule my world
next i cut off your fingers cuz they too fat to take off the rings
then i cut off your hair and sell it... among other things
then i cut up some boxes to put your seperated body parts in
put you in storage then skip town so i can start over again

next weapon: safety scissors :) :) :)

bitch you cant last/
not enuff gas/
cuz my ax/
is breakin niggas back/
guess you nexxt for the diaster/
scream, youll only die faster/





^ sukz

SAFETY SCISSORS CONTINUED.....^^infamuz you forgot the rules....

grab a item of the shelf counter n pronounce "imma stap you"
swing well but i break my fingers cause the "safety's" on foo,
fuck paper n glue i break them in 2 n stick each piece inta you,
now i got 2 single edged blades ta mess with ya wack ass crew,
scalp ya lid,
dealt this kid,

next weapon........a leather belt.........

fuck a ax fuck a mac garbing the atuomatic gats that foever popen off never scard to pull trigga's to kill nigga's i fill clips in hips if you a blood or a crip dont give a shit cuss blood spilin on the white carpit of dv8 he hate the fact his ass cant compare the fare amount that am make in your mistaken me for that little middle aged b so dont fuck with bing

FOLLOW THA RULES ^^^^^^^^^^^^^

^^^^^^goin off a lether belt

Walkin into a room i find my hoe cheatin//
Take off this lether belt and began to start beatin//
Is this same bitch earlie scremin oh my god i love you//
Sure but now she got bruises from tha belt through and through//
Why did u do this this trick done hurt my feelins//
Bet she feels stupid now hangin off my belt from tha ceilin//

next weapon........fingernail clippers LOL

I gave up on sparring, throwing right hooks & jabs
So I strap enemies to arm chairs, tied, bound & gagged
Unlace their Air Force 1's, and nail down their toes
Jump up screaming, smashing their nose throwing them bows
Grab some salt and peroxide, with a stare so cold
Nail clip pieces of their sole to have a lamp shade sewn

one

Next weapon: feather duster

first i dust my shoulder off
i use this shit cuz i no you soft
its like ill just sweep the floor and youll slip and die
aint shit , its fuckin easy as pie
right hand ill make ya ass snese to death
if that dont work ill stab you wit it wit my left/

weapon... belt buckle

the emcce above me so soft like downy //
no mc wonts to be around me //
thats how effectif your feeing is//
im killin yawl will my ballls its called boxing or hot boxxing detoxing your brain to use your name right you spit back but never have nices sripts only percise shit

You aint follow the rules U.G. ..... you were supposed to rap on a belt buckle


When im bout to fight i grab a mic and start to rap/
and my knuckles turns white like i was rollin dice playin craps/
watch the traps, cause i'll get you and have a chuckle/
and laugh now n' later cuz you got beat with a belt buckle/
then put you in the freezer, because i dont like a scuffle/
and have the neighbors find you while lookin for a pop suckile motha fuckas.......


My first victem ... a ice pick

Yo i got a big dick,
and i use it to kill you like it was an ice pick,
i couldent give a lick,
my mind is sick,
im too dope to quit,
i murder you with it quick,
and snatch your shit,
get you so broke to where you cant afford W.I.C.


Next Weapon: A Cell Phone

i use "anttenae" beams, to send you a lifeline
cause im "more to sprint", than droppin "hot dimes"
i "light up" niggaz from different "horizons"
and "leave more red in the middle" of niggaz than VERIZON "can you hear me now?"
i'll kick you outta town, for messn with Devin
have you pissin ya pants for constant texts of 747
dont care what you reppin, those who fuck wit D
quickly turn "FAG" and send out "143s"
im a swift killa, doin numerus night 'roamin"
bring the "heat" to "miami", and kill "bimbos" in the "morning"(mourning)

next weapon...plate

fuck a gay-plate,
i ratha laugh as u duck from tha trae-eight
bustin them bums who wanna come a day-late,
short handin me askin if we can stay-straight/
i aint ya mamma,
but drama gets worse wen itz ya fists v.s. tha lama,
piss ya pajamaz,
before i end ya life wit a comma,
jussa notha bar/
laced can u taste tha coke,
like u scarface rockin c-notes minus tha guitar-case.

carchase...

Yo i see a car chase rollin down the road,
pull tha dude over steal his car and leave his ass alone,
and about 3 minutes after,
i roll by at 25 miles per hour,
pull out tha ak and lay his ass on tha floor,
then go around the block once more,
go 75 then ram into the back of tha cop car,
just to make sure he's in the next world,
he not here no more he a gonner fo sure.



Next Weapon: A Hot Light Bulb

Ill stuck this light bulb up ur pipes
makin steam flow out ur eyes
ill sufficate u ass wit da heat
shuv it in places i c fit

Next Weapon: A fuckin CD

if in a fight i wont grab a knife ill take ur vanilla ice cd, and chop u in threes
stick the whole fucking thing down ur throat, skin u down to make a new coat.


next weapon: dildo

niggaz talk about gats, like they get there "clap on"
shove a "dildo in ya ass" and you'll really have a "strap on"
heres a dick for you bitches, cause yall aint got one "down south"
cats "talkin out they ass",so they "spittin shit from they mouth"
slide it in with ease, beggin me please
even wit a dildo, i got these bitches "on they knees"

next weapon: lamp

devin knos so much about the strap on cuss he had it on well he was spitin his song

fuck a dildo i will kill yawl will a so calld lamp stamp your ass like you was a bull im full a rage so fuck the rules on this bullshit page the real weapon that yawl messin with is autotmatic gats like the mac 10 on going spray todays the day yawl sawl a real rip shit like canibis rippen little kids

Vida Gererras' ass

No Weapon
 

I dont give a shit i dnt need a dam weapon/
10 punch combos beat u like i was on tekken/
the two bitches above me shuldnt hav gav me a second/
Since dawn beckoned--man was given common sense/
Im changin 'are u' to 'were u' coz u moved from present to past tense/
Forth and hence we move--my words gt evidence and proove/
That u gon need more than morphine for the pain to soothe/
So nxt tyme stop babblin and giv ppl a weapon to choose...

Next Weapon(s):A video tape, a condom and a pencil

aight so i take tha video tape wripout the stringy thingy
pull the condom over your head like its a sringy wingy
stab u in an eye wit a pencis, and watch u bleed
den il start stranglin u wit a tape, adn poppin speed
when u dead ill just collect the shit and throw it out
so yeah, i killed u and okay it wast even loud

NEXT:TEASPOON

as u 'sea soon' ill distort yah vision with ya ' tea spoon'
like a 'flea coon' we will never 'flee soon'
cause use bitches suk more dik then 'madonna did'
cause u have gone 'mad-on-her kid'
use should wank more often instead of 'holdin it within'
ill 'eat yah face' and 'meat yah place'
so i can 'dint yah mates' and 'send them to space'

next weapon: hub cap

I throw haymakers I don't throw love taps/
I'll grind a hole into ya head usin' a cars' hub cap/

Next weapon: SQUISHY PANTS

What the fuck are squishy pants... lol

Stangle ya neck wit material, criminalisticly stop ya breath with squishy pants..
As I advance I drop ya physically, got you shaking till ya death....In a Trance..
Glance at the left, stage exit.. My next hit killing you with this.. cypher weapon..
Fuck a question.. I kill first sporadically then select at random my next victem..

eh..... Im bored... this was a freepost...


Next Weapon..............An Ice Pick...

first ill stake out ya house for a month or two/
learn ya schedule, know ya everystep before u move/
take out members of ya crew, one by one/
cause other then its apperreance fit pick dont stun/
now its jus u and ya ace boune, but pretty soon/
he'll get takin to makin u repent all ya sins/
ice pick ya ya mans face off disguise myself as him/
now i took ya mans place dog ya survivals lookin slim/
so eventaully ya only friend is me now u depend n me/
but im ya enemy so i sip some pills in ya henneizy/
drag u out through the woods tie u up to a tree/
duck tape ya mouth leave, then come back in a week/
gringe you in alchohal cut ya legs off at the thigh/
and use and ice pick to carve my name in ya eyes/

lol stupid but i was also bored.

next weapon ............ tazer

what the fucks a tazer i'am murda you with out the burna only with the racer blad that can fracioner's your nuts from your body cut that fake prodoce you call hot ness in half have your holl set crash like the twin towers theres no boundery between me and the illist killers im the realist killer of the internet set the best of weopen brutalty niggas tellin me that my domes twisted cus i dislocated your holl body and you still dint get the point dis joint ever thing connceted to you but the razer blad strat throw you hold it to your eye and let you decide how it goes in to you

next weapon... lets try vida gererras ass again.

look im going of the top of the dome strat fresh from the home comp i stomp yawl niggas with my foot the heal the toos crush your head in half or swished like a bug not popen you with the slugs of the metal we settle it with the hands and the feet see we live another day to say i wiped that dues ass instead of i releace the clips on his click infront of his crib now lets see him crip on