Dun, Da dun, Da dun Dada dun, i pop outta the box////
knocking out MC's with my slinky neck then tie em up in a knot///
clownish grin, lookin evil towards whoever im pointing at///
open "says me", take a closer look, then your eye gets a pointy hat///
i only rap cause i make my own "BEATs" plus kids love me///
jump out of the lid and call a fat kid ugly///
i try not to "clown around", i dont purposly pester////
im just a genius trapped in a chest , dressed as a jester


next weap::: Cookies

cookies coverted with cocaine
kill cats calling the wrong name
cookies covered in ricin kill you on contact
No contest is what emcees plea
Faggot!
who asked you to agree



next weapon: a butter knife!!!!!!!!!!!!

wanna fight? time to take away another life///
cut you with a dull butter knife till you cant even mutter right///
then leave you dead in the gutter, right next to your lover///
undercovers, ill be laughing, cause i got the win, the mic a winner holds///
i beat these MC's easier than buttering dinner rolls///
my inner souls a dark angel at heart///
i strangled this art, i rap cause i "wanna be a millionarre"///
didnt get it, so i cut up Regis with more silverwear///
now my mil is there, i learned to cook from my mother////
when stab it in you, you wont "believe its not butter"




Next: tylonel

that was hot hazard!!!!!!!


tylonel is a depressant
Similar to morphine
I'll put it in a dart then shoot it into one of your organs
For supporting the wrong set
I'm a hazard and my shit is unwritten
a few mg's of tylonel now your no longer living
mix it with potassium sulphide and watch what occurs
Then you will understand why i am disturbed



next weapon......a plastic bag

MCs wanna battle me, its tragic man//
they spit static and i snap back like an elastic band//
i got a drastic clan, with magic raps///
i pull sick linse outta a plastic bag....now where u faggots at?///
your in my mix, and dont know the flavor//
my neighbor did me a favor, now hes gon rape ya///
sufficate you , would u like plastic or paper?



next weap: superman

fool im like superman when i spet to tha mic
wut tha fuck you gon do you aint set ta fight
i only got one weekness and you aint got no criptanite
imma use mah laser vision ta put out ya lites
cant stop me cuz i kill erythin in mah site
mah rhymesill put u ta death cuz mah lyrics is tight
fool why you buckle up if you aint set fo flight

aight next weapons a sharpie

Think you know me
You know nada for sure
I'll pull out a sharpie and make you concur
At a liquor store you find me on the curb pitching dust
Teenage aquire HIV pursuing lust
Gangsters commit genocide and ak's they bust
I wonder why dollars say in god we trust
If dollars are the root of evil
How does got equal
Attacking me is useless your defence is feeble
Your dress is see-through
Leave now!!!
The website don't need you



next weapon:a pool stick

im not the biggest, but im the baddest guy in the pool hall//
stab you with pool sticks like your head was a Q-ball///
ill bet money that i could change your mind, re-arrange your former topics//
then stand and the table and start a moshspit, drop kick your bikers ass in the..."corner pocket"


:next weap:: spider web

fuck you hazard !!!!! by the way that rhyme was very good but I refuse to be a dick rider, so I started off by saying fuck you.

I glide from building to building stopping crime in its tracks
10 pounds of spider silk will lay you flat
I ease the pain with Mary Jane
Ignite you with venomous flames
Nuff said
basically I'll fuck you up with a spider web


next weapon.......lyrics( this should be easy)

lmao nice "basically I'll fuck you up with a spider web"



i got a mic and a notebook, so normal MC's always fear me///
even Pac when hes daring, doesnt wanna get near me///
toss a rhyme my way? i unleash my "lyrics of fury"///
i take care of them dearly,they contain a virus thatll shut down your system//
with ancient codes that i wrote with hyroglyphs and infinte wisdom//
listen, spit at me if you think that im kiddin///
my words r like steel mixed with rock then compressed, thers no way to rip' em



next weap: gernade

unwritten hazard...you need someone to bust yo ass. to humble you...it'll happen one day


I cause chaos and array
When I take out a grenade
You see the pen drop now you know it isn't fake
I wish a nigga would test me now
His limbs go POWWWWW
he is crumbs and goo now
I am gonna lose????
How!!!!

next weapon.......hatred

if he turns flyweight da bitch wont fly stright
cause of my hate/ carolse is guys date/
to be i rate is my fate/
i use my hate to slice and dice like dimond tears
the glass he slice that is nice casue he is glass
so cut the glass and kiss my ass

dont like people, i want to kill them so bad i can taste it//
im the physical form of danger and hatred//
when i get mad, pure anger makes my face red///
ill stab you in many places....then tie you up in my basement///
then make you drink cases of laytex till your tongue is red tainted///
a murder case painted....newpapers say your missing and lost//
but thats what happens when someone tries pissing me off


next weap: love

No weapon so I choose fire
Ahhh my favorite
I'll flame broil your ass for uttering gay shit
Then cover your fron door with propane
Ring the door bell and run
Then cause a fatal spark when I shot my gun
Your house is vaporised



next weapon.......skittzophrenia

Love is my prime weapon
I use it to fuck the finest hoes in 60seconds
I use love to get virgins to spread shit
Like hot lead bitch
Which combo will I connect with
Which lolita will I have sex with
It's a gift

next weapon.......boiling water