i'll translate your Cemtex thru a dictionary and replace it with a even more superiour syntax//
pluck your mamas puebic hair with your lil sisiters teeth //
then slapp her out of disbelief after in-haleing a deadly qweif//
i'll burn your ass on a crusifix , yank your head from your spine//
take your remains to hanabal for late evening dine//
then beat him to death smuthier his face with your remaing fried mind//

next weapon : a severed leg!!!

I'll come to our fight wit a chain saw buzzin/
Have the teeth knawin at ya legs leavin ya legless cousin/
But before ya bleed ta death, I need to leave ya with somethin/
I pick up ya severed legs and beat ya into a concussion/
Then after i snap the femur in both ofem, I'll wrap them round ya neck/
Now ill make sure your foot's in ya mouth before you speak abot your wack tech's/


next weapon: Glass eye

my cheeks are like the trigger, use the thumb and index finger/
mess with me and my eye and you'll be your own grave digger/
my own eye gives me the creeps so when i see you/
ill sqeeze my cheeks,
glass eye through your head i wouldnt wanna be you/



next weapon : M4A1

Thats it ive lost all chemical imbalances/
Now only a M-4-A-1 can help me cope wit shit/
Fuck it ill blow your brains out bitch/
Have you sleepin on my couch /
While i cut out your tounge and have your eye balls poped out(haha)/
Face me and its all about how you can kill me next without tech's/
Well i gota eraser that says if my name was on paper it would be impossible to whipe out/
So lets see who will diminish me n finish me off next without a real wepon, aight check it/


Next Wepon=Eraser

U reckon ur black u reckon ur all tht ur the 1 who got fucked by a black man and his cat/
I heard about ur mum she is black she likes it in the sack rite below the bottom rack/ heard u all like to lick,ur own dick
tht is wot i head from a gal wiv a big prick/
wtf ur calling me gay ur the 1 who fucks ur dad everyday/
i will rap u so slowly intil ur balls start to drop.. cmon stay wiv me or ur balls will drop/
i heard ur dad is quite weird he likes to stick his dick inside a dip dap/
cmon dont cry ur lyrics r shit and ur starting to look shy/
u try to mc me 9 words for u get bent u like it up the air vent/
i am getting tired of this stiff shit so c u later and try and get prick

Aight dog u aint got shit agaist me/
I aint got no wepon b/
THis shit makes no sence but just remember when i slice u wit my new'ist cd/
Please see that this sentance like a caged demon will kill you in your sleep/
You need god himself too replenish the anger of how i could rip your head off with only by bare teeth/
I never once said i was a gangster, but ill still faithfully make you bleed/
So im leavin the next dude to soothfully kill me with a killer be/
So g have fun and remember to kill me with a timber n let me rest in peace/

Next Wepon = Tree

if u fuck wit Konsept then u will be screamin ~R.I.P~/
cuz u like "George of the Jungle"...so "watch out ~for my tree~"/
I'll put ur head in the ground just like an ~ostrich do~/
I'll have the tree rip ur asshole and ur eye ~sockets too~/
this ~obsticle~ is like a 50 caliber cuz it's un~dodgeable~/
shove the tree up ur ass and turn u into a human ~popsicle~/

next weapon-paper

It won't take a month for me to cover you in paper cuts/
Pour salt on ya, stuff ya mouth and then I'll tape it up/
Open up a notebook, grab a page and take a rip/
Make an origami gun and insert a couple paper clips/
You're skatin on thin ice and my paper's gettin thinner/
I'll murda your rock, you better spit with scissors/

Next Weapon=Sock And Soap (like in Full Metal Jacket)

Never seen Full Metal Jacket, but I know what a soap and sock is//
How I know? Cause I strangle ya with the sock, before I grind up the bar and sell it like coke kid//
In case anyone try to cop my shit, I keep my sock cocked and ready to rock skin//
You may laugh, gotta make lunch money somehow in elementary when ya ten//

Next Weapon: Keyboard

fuck what the cross costs ill stab you from a-cross /
the counter, this cross has an unnatural power/
stab through your heart and make your viens flower/
Red flowers blooming all "over-the-floor"/
yet my heart is getting "colder-for-more"/


Next WEOPON !!!!----=====fire poker

Shapr pain in ya neck as ya brain melts and empyty's onto the ground....
but when i be takin this shit out it makes a sizzilin sound...
don't gotta fire my rounds when i can puncture yo skin...
gotta make sure to heat this shit up before i stick it in...
shit sounds disguistin when it enters yo gut....
this the typa shit that mke cerial killers bust a nut

NExt weapon SLING SHOT

yo I lov to kill cats with a sling shot//
shootin crack heads in tha face on the feins block//
kilt this cat while the whole scean watched//
shootin diffrent glass, rocks, and pebbles//
I could shoot hell from here and pop the devil//
sling shot not the glock for this rebel//

oh.... next weapon is a toothbrush

Fight or flight dawg, When my crew rush, you in fear/
Leavin ya fucked up wit a toothbrush in the ear/
Cover mt toothbrush wit toothpaste, about 3,000 pounds/
So maybe you could spit fresh before I knock the teeth out ya mouth/
It ain't a mystery on how this hoe stay depressed/
I got lots of ammo, take ya pick, Colgate or Crest/
^lol

Next weapon-a feather

i'm gonna expose youe spine/this is a murders rhyem/i'm gonna cut you open with a dull bottle cap/rip you into pieces and in presto, zap/i done ripped you open wit a bottle cap/take out your heart/and put it in a cart/full of blood/take it and give it to jaminejpre/so he can take it and worship it/but i don't think he'll have the wit/


next weapon: a ruler

im grabbin your face, grabbin this ruler
stick it to ya, there goes your eye
motherfuckin i aint lettin you die, just yet
im sharpenin it up thrust it your arse,
you seen in to deep, leave your body in parts,
performin dark rituals with your heart,


next weapon: ninja star

you think you big i'll kill ya wit a ninja star/trust me it'll leave a scar/then i'll beat you wit a bar/run over you wit a car/take the star and shove it down your throut/jus' like on the show murder she wrote/tie you to a tree/kick you in the balls/slam you up against a wall/jus' like alittle rag doll/jus' to see how hard you fall/

next weapon- chainshaw

firlst of all kbug all they gave you was a star not a car nor a bar so ima slash n dash your ego so i can freeflow about your body parts they'll be wheeled off on carts my chainsaw will reap my vengeance upon your lyrical slither i might sound bitter but this next rappers gunna kill me with a wig that'll fit her

ha yea you wanna run me down i'll put your face in the ground that chainsaw of yours ha yea its outta gas so just go slither back to your hole before i rip apart your sole hats off to the rappers but that wig fits fine thanks for asking so just quit basking in your words i smacked you down like its over hold applauses for the follower

next weapon=cement

not to sound like a nerd but bugs don't slither/you better be careful because i'm a b*tch killer/your head jus' might be slamed in the cement/go back to the place where you were sent/don't torment me/you take this sh*t like it'z for free/you act like your three/but you jus' wait you'll pay that fee

next weapon- glue

Im Snortin Glue through a tube swingin fully armored bully glamored i spit fully hammered..
grammer inapropriate apriciate artility ability to fly wit agility hittin tha slammer spittin glammer..
glue wit cubes blew through you niggas wit no clue thinkin you rule shit wit a fool spit and no cruel hit..
ya punches fuel it if thats tha best imma school it end up wit a cool spit hittin with cool shit..

Next Weapon: 2 by 4

i just killed a nigga wit a 2 by 4 i got anotha bi*ch on ma list but i need to by more//
hittin niggaz to da floor deep down beneath the earths core//
im teachin you all niggaz that dis aint just any board//
in dis u get no reward n yo beatin wont go ignored........da next weapon is a telephone cord///

my lil cypher was weak^^^^^

Neaxt weapon: Telephone cord

a phone cable is all that i need to disable furoshi
label my furosity, cut off his blood supply and label the bitch ghos-t-ly
mos-t-ly i choke them round their adams apple
but this time ill force it down his throat,
or tie it round his scrotum
hang him upside down in a bucket of water,man i really love to slaughter

next weopon-afro pic

Afro Pick murda
 

ya nappy headed sucka I'mma show you I'm sick/cuz I'll rip and stick ya shit with your own pick/pull it outta da puff and stab you in da neck/now your body shakin' round like a marionette/throat wet sprayin red but you still ain't dead/so I rip ya damn 'fro off the top a ya head/I messed up your world and they all laughin even your girl/If you ask me you shoulda stuck witcha Gerri Curl

Next weapon-Rubber Duck

Squeek squeek bomb
 

Penis size ain't one, but I gotta lotta Honky Flaws//
Knock you out wit my donkey dick, Chokin bitches wit my Donkey Balls//
Thought I asked for an encore when I Held Up Da Lightas//
But I came to burn ya ass, so what if I got Elephantitis//
Smoke a pound of dope, Sniff an Ounce Of Raw Too//
Bounce bitch, before I whip out my balls and Bounce Em On You//

Next Weapon= Preperation H

Hmmm... lemme try this


Give me Preperation H- what do I do with this?
Lubricate both hands, and then I'll make two-fists
Then leave you clue-less, until my next move-hits
Both fists forced through ya anal causing bowel move-ments
Then I'll literally rip you from ya @zz to ya appetite
Convert this herb from fully wack to just a Half-a-Dyke


Next weapon: Chingy's Cd

Ill pick up that cd with its casing thats plastic
ya better look sharp as if you was raskit ( dizzee rascal)
take that disk and throw it like a ninja star
lacerate ya face leavin ya with multipul scars
then make ya listen to that shit call it audible torture
you'll be begging for me to get a flamethrower and straight scorch ya

next waepon: belt

that was a weak cypher

battlin me is liek o-d'in on pills...im bad for your health//
u mite as wel comit suicide by rappin dat belt roun yo head n killin yo self//
give u a beatin dat you wish u neva felt...leavin u wit welts//
rippin thru ur skin like the movie passion when i beat u wit my belt//
leavin u wit bloody fashion...dat not even got could help//

WEEEEAKk^^^^^^^^
NEXT WEAPON: Q-TIP

Aye yo listen up DJ...E-M,
When I put the Q-Tip to yo ear,ull be dead before your ear starts bleed-in,
As soon I pushed it in the eardrum you stopped breathin,
Now you can't you breathe, you can't see,
and you can't feel the Q-Tip comin from me


Wow now that was hard^
Let's try: calculator

My calculated intention is to envision/
Your bitch ass turning up missin'/
Dice u up wit' mathematical precision/
Turn u into little squares, put u in the fig next to the apples & pears/
My flows make bank tellers crunch numbers/
Its been a long winter, but know the beast has awoken from his slumber/



No one can even come close to touchin' that shit^^^^^^
NEXT WEAPON: Toe Jam

Fill your mouth with toe jam till your gagging and choking
Continuously kick you in the face till all the bones are broken
Still toking i never cease to amaze
with my purple haze a blaze still stamping on yo face
and whilst your passing out of blood loss and suffocation
you'll be praying to god that ill hurry up and demolish your creation

next weapon:iron bar

b*tch if your not careful i'll bet you wit a iron bar/then run you over wit a car/stick it up your nose/and call it a rose/hit you in the head and tie you to a tree/lock you up and through away the key/then i'll laugh at your a** for messin wit the best/

I'll use a magnifying glass to kill this faggot flying grasshopper, then stop to squash his ass into the asphault fast and proper. Relocate your jaw to the other side of your face, the only weapons i'll need are my fists of rage. Your Brains are in danger this stranger will mangle ya dangle ya from a rope just cuz I'm able ta....

Next: Coffee Mug

with a compact disc
i make cuts quick
slick slits leave u shittin
while u blood is spittin
oil slicks i seen ben less quick,
i cut u so many places,
u even bleedin out ur dick,
i play the Cd in the aftermath,
sounds like jazz u listen to in the bath,

next weapon Overdose on Peyote

You know deaths close when this kats talken overdose//
So i'm thinken bout the needle, or up the nose//
Let the peyot set, next- flow through the body... my high is gettin' naughty//
Better off looken down the barrel of a double pump shottie//
I feel it now, fluid controllen my body//
Yeah.. Heads feelen heavy and my heart beats ain't steady//
It's like I'm seein' nightmares and they all involve Freddy//
Should have never took that peyot, oh geeze//
I gotta nosebleed, feelen weak, "NO PLEASE!"//
I wanna live more, but I just OD'd...

Next Weapon..X-Men Powers

..Nise..

im russlin rumbles and stakin magneto//
have the power to intake shots like don vito//
im the nights fire slashin tires with my knuckles//
im unlike fighten the silence when i come round you struggle//
and bug out/ becuase you aint wearin ya seat buckle/
cut bitches up like a burnen yard of honey sukkles//
didnt kick ya dates slut cause you coward//
betta skip the state cause i got x-men powers//


next weapon...text book and wooden ruler

yeah man I dropped out but i'm still a new schooler/cuz i bust you in the eye with a fuckin wood ruler/so now ya blind too bad you can't look/at my face as wind back with my textbook/ That Word History book is thick as shit/ with textbook paper leave both your wrists slit/by papercuts that hurt like a bitch/ leave you a bloodbath in tha aftermath/ to measure your lifespan I'd break the ruler in half......

Next Weapon.......tampon

yeah its bloody alredy/
u got red sauce all over ur face like u was eatin spaghetti/
dawg u dont want it wit the kidde/
ill get ur room bloody like ur sister just did/
u a phreak well lets not get specific/
u prolly like eating period pussy /
ur dog screaming out murder ur so terrific/
ur strictly dickly/
matter fact u fucked fatk4p i guess ur not that picky