Open up a can of coffee, cause you cant top-me..
let alone stop-me, cause its just too stong it will drop-thee..
Make you the whole-can, drink it up cause you just a fool-man..
Drink and drink till at your lips all you do is drool-bad..
Watch you start to-shake..your outta control, you-fake...
Violently Trembling till you snap your neck, thats true-fate..

Next weapon: a Teddy Bear

with a devil grin and some razor teeth
super pcyho tweddy coming to breathe
it's me the overweight ,underate, came to stimulate

creepin on ya while ya sleein yawn "ahhhhhh"
bite down hard drain your blood
try to fight the light from above

with your final breath call his name
the devil teddy bear has stoke agian

next weapon= photo

i take a look around this place//
then i see that devil grin on ya face//
so i put mi hands in mi pocket and pull outta a photo//
and put it down ya throat hole//
and put mi hand ova ya mouth and let a choke//
man that was to E Z i need a betta weapon this time was a joke//

Next Weapon-A Beer Bottle

yo wen tricks start beef at a pub or a club
dey messed wif me at da wrong scenario
coz to find a weapon, dere aint far to go
right on da counter, i smash da bottle
and ppl trying to move on the outter
so dey dun get hurt
well messing me woznt ur worth
da glass on da floor
half a bottle in ma hand
beef, pssh tricks dun want in no more
trick u better step bak for i puncture ur flesh
dont test da skillz of da one n only, fresh
wif ma bottle

next weapon: diamond ring

This diamond ring can cut glass, as well *as-your-face//
slit ya open in twelve spots, not leavin *any-trace*//
got u in humon trates, livin with a *new-born-phobia*//
battlin me... come on, *I-thought I-told-ya*//
this ice can never melt, but it leave's a mark on *your-chest*//
Leave u breathless with-out a cause, not nowin wats *goin-next*//
PillBoy tried to step up and he got verbaly hexed//
this ring has magical powers, to rip ya like *malest*//

next weapon:PillBoy's dead corpes

show these coward emcees what we mean by lead~force/
I'll stain~cement~floors/ wit pillboys~dead~corpse/ then~head~north/ who really wanna run~tha~death~course/ get~heads~tossed/ an you don't want another~ friend~ lost/
my~left~cross/ distaster to tha punk that pops~off/ saw~arms~off/ then throw em in tha lake like a mob boss....

next weapon: bike chain

as i look aroung in this shed//
i grab the bike chain and hit ya head//
i wanna make ya waste ya last breath//
put it around ya neck and watch ya choke to death//
then ima burn ya until theres nothing left//
ahhaha burn bitch burnnnnnnnnnnnnn//

Next Weapon-fly spray can

what the fucks goin on i never heard~of~you~faggots/
ya on death row cuz im bout to start sprayin and burn'n~ya~maggots/
crucially provin my example of the damage i can do wit a fly spray~can/
destroyin ya just like the last gay pornstar that approched me wit the line "hey~man!"/
"i give great hand jobs wit my straight out tray~hand"/
"so what do you say, will ya come wit me to gay land"/
so i got fed up decided to tear out those~guts/
and finished of the last one, of the male clothed~sluts/

the next weapon: Battery Acid

ok i see as how i'm gonna have to melt down element 99
battery acid's his choice of death, just leave the rest to my mind
tie his ass up and drip it on him one drop at a time
tortured him b4 i killed him?yeah i admit to the crime
he asked for it, i just helped him out, aint i such a good guy
anyone else wanna die, let me know, i'll give it a try

next weapon:cold water

Yo Dawg I Gotta Kill i need tha thrill//
man i just cant watch Pill do that i just can stand still//
so a grab a bottle from mi freeza and stalk ya//
say i wanna to talk to ya//
then pull tha bottle out ov mi coat//
then shove it down ya throat//
Make Ya Choke to death//

Next Weapon-a blue Pen

Mc-uski has choosen to die from a blue pen,
i'll empty the ink down ya throat and have ya pukin,
stab this pen in ya heart now your life you'll be loosin,
it's over for you now, a coffin is all you'll be viewed in,
they'll see you wit death scribbled on ya forehead,
if ya gave me more than a blue pen you'd be more dead,

next - baseball bat

yo yo ill take u on ABAK//
i will kill ya with my baseball bat//
and start hitting ya head//
somm you'll be dead with a lot of bloodshead//
man saying ima gonna die ahah ima still here//
im neva gonna show u fear//
fool i will neva die at ur feet//

Next WeaPon-a Eminem CD

Yo u wanna die quick... listin to this mans voice//
eminem - drips.... the one wit obie troice//
yo thinkin im playin dawg it's worse than a broken fauset//
their be blood shed everywere.... theill be 'cleanin out yo closet"//
"without me" youd be eminem without doctah dre as a witness //
"youll colaps" mother fucker, but it's not realy any of my 'busneiss"//

just fo the recrord im actualy a big fan of em so don't think im meanin this shit....

next weapon: words

Words are my everyday weapon thats why im undefeated
Cuz when i spit words, they drain ur stamina, u depleated
I'm unique with my words so i spit crazy rhymes that kill
And just like sharp blades, blood my words will spill
My vocal chords are like a serial killer, I kill thousands a day
My spit is like hydrochloride acid, melt away ur face when i spray
Tongue spits fast like an oozie let loose to destroy your face
I just killed u w/ words, its an everyday thing, ur not up to my pace
-KeMy$t

Next Weapon - a quarter (money)

u aint half of 50 cent cuz u have trouble tryna rhyme..
in the end i drop filthy text,but still u aint worth a dime..
ya spits seem like u murdered the alphabet then yeild..
cuz i wudnt hear u do audio for a quater cuz u from the corn feilds..
il peel back ya wig peace leave ya missin when i spit a masterpeice..
it aitn funny how my thoughts are so money,aka pak n heat..
THe way i claim this beef quick to jack ya funds like armed robbery..
keymyst a bitch,leavin ya shuk like muhammad ali..

Weapon-dingleberies LOl

Here u go tech nine,this is the soup of the house
u ask whats in it?take a big gulp and find out
taste good,huh. well im glad you liked it
my special recipe,call it dingleberrie surprise kid
smell wont come out for days,cursed u with stank mouth
which means every time you spit, shit is whats comin out

hahaha

next weapon: pubic hairs

U wanna attack me?, go ahead, I double dare u/
I'll pull down my pants and watch my pubic hairs kill u//
Long and strong, behead ur ass like Laser beams/
Thank ur mom for raising these lean killin machines//
I forgot, she died quick as fuck/
She choked on the pubic hairs on my nuts//

Next weapon: Pillow Case

Repitition's a bitch, Infinite Skillz just loves it
Like a CD thats skipping, you have to unplug it
You spit bunk shit, dumb shit gets you done quick
Wrap it over your face, this pillow case you get done with
The matching bed spread, now blood red, you fluids soaked in
Regurgitation of lyrics, weak shit you just posted
So I sit back on my throne, and enjoy every second
You get tore up and ripped off like your gold plated necklace

~Infinite aka The Real One aka JohnnieBlaze007~

Weapon: Necklace

You Gettin Platinum Rippin Up Ya Throat, A High Priced Murder||
Twist That Shit Around And Pop It Like Im Washin Down A Burger||
Ill Make You Up And Switch Servers, You Blazin on Johnsons||
Big Dicks In Ya Mouth So You Got Kids On Ya Conscience||
U Spit Nonsense I Spit The Shit That Leads To National Violence||
I'll Bash-Ya-Both-Eyes-In Ya Thaughts R Soft I Leave U Mindless||
Chuck A Compass Ninja Star in Ya Temple Give yo Mind Some Direction||
Dont Mind My Perfecion Wit A Nine To yer Midominal Section||

Weopon- Ceramic Globe

start this off by hangin this shit frum ya ear lobe/
next this going explorin as a wordly anal probe/
call me satanic but the ceramic's makin me barbaric/
so for my next trick ya new tongue ring's going ta strech all the way to ya hips/
let me point out to u where ya met ya fate on this globe/
just feel for warm blood stains, before they start ta grow cold/

weapon - cd

I throw ur cd like a frisbie at ur face
Now ur blood is spillin, its all that u can taste
I break the next one in 2 and cut apart u limbs
U close ur eyes in darkness as the lights begin to dim
Ur cd's wack, i break so many on the street it pops tires
U drove over it to fast, no more DEK81 admirers
Theres none now anyway, so I'll ur kill ur mom w/ ur track
Oh wait u already killed, when she licked ur nasty sack
-KeMy$t

next weapon - nitequil or however u spell it the cold medicine stuff

^read thread rules before u post, pick a weapon...ill use ur wack ass rhyme....
i take those shitty words
and spit em like a voodoo curse
anyone in the listening range
is sure to be perplexed and deranged
forcin a sane man scizo, then killin himself
find him hangin in the bathroom, by his black leather belt
never understanding the pain he was dealt
shit dem words is good..to choke on, go kill urself

next weapon..ps2




when i first wrote this someoen above me posted with no weapon, and his verse sucked, but it got deleted so my rhyme looks dumb as hell, jus clearin that up.....so ill use the other weapon that was posted by the man b4 him

that bitch up there talkin bout cold medecine
i hope he overdose and go straigth up to heaven
sippin that nyquil , red bull cocktail
like a moltov, volatile when burshed by a fox tale
so i spit that fire to ignite his drugged up body
watch him scream shit fire, while his body burns in ire

dAMN I SUCK AT DISSES

that bitch sublime, i already told her
she best be watchin out for these ps2 controllers
ull get bruises in the face, havent seen nothin yet
TNT in the console, and press the power button on that shit
ill make you loved less than those Toys R Us "bay-bee borns"
this fuckin slut will get choked by the damn AV cord

next weapon- dildo

yo pull that DILDO outcha your ass JUNIO SIXNINE/I got your fruity friend SUBLIME screamin that bitch mine/so, now he's fightin you over KEMY$T/who DEK81 PILLBOY in a scrimmage/left NITEMARRE ass with a blemish/even with his INFINITE SKILLZ on YAZ dick, he didn't finish/with JOHNNIEBLAZE007 in MC KING's mouth like a DENTIST/while ABAK sayin MC USKI in his mouth taste tremendous/yes all of yall pussy and I ment this/I sent this in a nice way/like a bitch whose fiesty, my neck and wrist stay icey/get the fuck on, bite me

next: shit

I'll throw some shit at ya face so you could smell better||
Black Fires a Fag Not Only he buys but sells Leather||
This is hells letter satan says shut the fuck up||
Before he gets somebody in Da Bronx to send you buck slut||
I cant use shit as a weopon yer lines already resembles it||
But I will send 10 slugs straight to yer temple, kid||

chopsticks

I'll lock this wit chop sticks/ pinch off his esophagus/
then block this shit/ wit consciousness/
he had it comin off this shit/
mind passages/ get ravenous/ not havin this so stab that kid/
I'm after him/ head huntin fool/ you'll be the last to run it through/ in front of you/ whatcha gonna do....



next weapon: Fishing String




Edited to fix spelling.

what am I gonna do?
scream hoody hoo as i aproach you
get my crew and tie you down
take off your crown and strangle you till you drown
found some fishing line you gave me earlier
scade arent you, then i tighten the hold further
together you and me, see we can be friends if you dead
fed up with this shit, thats why i i drove this into your head
said i would never tolerate anoying bitchs
gave you a giant gash on your forehead that tore red
blood poored out, gained momentum and pushed out
then you fell to the floor about to be dead
i felt bad, so I sparked a joint
smoked it to a roach, did it like i was the coach of the weed smokin team
leaned you up and gave you a puff
tough it out, thats when i finished
took gasoline out and poured it everywhere
lobbed the roach at your face, it missed and started a fire
sirens of police approach, so i spark another

Next Weapon:
A joint

hmm....an ak47...knock over a seven 11...send the cashier to heaven...take the money...ever seen a cashier shot up close with a ak47...its funny.....god damnitt i love it...its so bloody....the way they fall and drop....wait....hold on...imma stop...this is pick any weapon right.....well...personally i feel there is no beter gun then a 45 for a gun fight....one round into the foot with that bitch...will make any mother fucker act right....so will a 30 30.....that gun will get shit really dirty........flip the lever...and pop off a round...u be the mother fucker that was listed missing...but will never be found...nobody heard or seen shit.....30 30 dont make a loud sound....i even like 9 millimeters...and 35 cal glock 12 shot repeaters....they both leave real nice blood splatters on wifebeaters...u know...those muscle shirts.....fuck led shots...use hollow points....and shoot em in 4 shot spirts....try to hit them in the neck...supposibly....blood squirts.....its great...but a shot gun is to...just imagen what buck shot can do....and they cant trace the riflings...so it will never get back to you....

It's choose any weapon to leave for tha next one/
A JOINT was passed to ya but you chose to rep guns/
now I got no topic/ cause you didn't drop it/
wit all that shit you wrote/ you'd figure you'd lock it/
but it's not jus ill mental/ articulate..invent yo/
everybody got a gun/ but most cats don't pop shit/
next time read a post or two/ an stay on tha topic....

NEXT WEAPON: Nail Clippers

Getcha eyelids chopped off wit some funky nail clippers||
Feed ya ass sleepin pills and apply some strong stickers||
why not? Any Weopons I use go cause damage||
Get ravaged, even wit a flashlight I got advantage||
I'll use the nail-file part to shove in yo vas deferen||
Then clip ya right eye so then you cant see left-again||

cowboy boot..lol

Cowboy boots got spurrs/ so I'll cut your ass/
attitude backed words/ bout to bust ya fast/
reluctant ass/ neva could destruct a man/
so up your stand/ gather more than custer's plan/
I'll bluff his hand/ gather thoughts and bust his fam/
don't wanna see me on tha range/ I'll be tha musket man...

NEXT: Battle AXE

MC Bass, have a seat...please sit down, relax
And pay no attention to it when I swing my battle axe
At your dome, my verbal blade always stays sharpened
If I cut you, please forgive me, you'll have to beg my pardon
So stop starting shit that's gonna be nearly impossible
Please remain silent, I'm gonna tell you like the cops would do



Weapon: Bottle Cap


~JohnnieBlaze007 aka The Real One aka Infinite~

"What doesn't hold you back only makes you stronger"

johnnie....sup man...how ya doin....you know...i was reading ur last post...and guess what...u still cant rap....imma put a coke bottle on the ground and stomp on it...and hit u in the head with the cap....johnnie...would u prefer a kick to the ass...or a bitch slap?...listen johnnie...iam sure u have good rymes hidden in ur stash...just please...keep em away from me....iam scared ill catch a rash.....johnnie gots all kinds of diseases....aid's and cancer...iam not talken shit on johnnie people...i dont start rumor's....hey...is that a head attached to ur neck johnnie....or is it a tumor?..how u like my since of humor?..... johnnie...ur not worthy of a guys name...ur a bitch...i think ill start callin u bonni....
...damn johnnie...that bottle cap shit was hard...lol

next weapon tooth brush

yo im gonna take this tooth brush and shove it dont ya throat//
tooth brushes can be unexpected deadly killas just like a drug overdose//
30 seconds, well time is up, the young bitch has just been put to rest//
just murdered this guy wit a toothbrush full of crest//
choked ya so bad your whole family will feel it, even when your buried 6 feet deep beneath//
i got ya whole family scared, shiverin in fear, they so scared to brush their teeth//

new weapon - kit kat bar

we have been fighten for ages//
beatin me on heaps ov stages//
when i start to hunt u down//
i need a break i need a kit kat//
so it will heal mi energy and give me tha rhyme to win//
start running when ya see my shark fin//
and i will win and kill u thanx to a Rhymelisous Chocolate Bar//

And Cut thats a Rap


Next weaponKit Kat Bar Rappen Paper

ill blast ur ass wit some oversized speakerz/
shit stomp ur ass wit my new adidas sneakerz.
surwyn vegaz n fosgate 12'z that equalz.
sound in a dope ass whip makes abstrakt regal
Ill replace the magnets,show u how many hoes i atract im bein honest.but i lost it..

Next Weapon:Fork

ill take a fork, gouge u right in between the eyes//
suddenly you have wings, and you are able to fly//
its heaven, shit the heavnes is callin your name//
till you get rejected and are sent down to the firey flames//
you think u excaped from me, but there i am//
im satin, and dogg im standin there wit a fork in my hand//
u turn away..............and as u start to run//
i throw that shit like a speeding bullet commin out of a gun//
right into the back of ya neck, my fork lands about//
the fork was bigger than i thought cuz it went threw ya neck and come out ya mouth//

new weapon - plastic straw

could use it suck ya brain out
but just as easily let it roll out
if i use an bic ta melt the tip
it be a proper size hat for ya dick
but i'd rather use it ta repair ya girls falopian tubes
after rammin 10" through her pubes

weapon - wooden stakes

wit those wooden skates, ill catch up to ya if u try to excape//
i skate up next to ya,its a skate by,when i pull out my 8// (lol)
shot down, but i contine u to brutally hit you after your dead//
i take of one of my skates off and start pounding it into ya head//
again and again, just dogg its like i just wont stop...//
untill the cops pull up and all you hear is "POP POP"//
skating away and i never looked back....//
this is the tale of the day wit a skate i beat some guys ass//

madd bored so i just keep doin this shit... this wasnt that great but ohh well

new weapon - a green plant

i cant rap (lol) im the one whos 1-0, ur like a man in france whos an american native// (newbie)
talkin bout how plants arent a good weapon, dogg ur supposed to be creative//
if i said a 9 mili, or a tec, or maybe even an 8guage....//
would the rap be any fun or challenging, no, u could rap about that shit for days//
ur supposed to come in here and rap about how you used the weapon to kill,not diss the person who told u the weapon to do//
if u wanna talk shit and rag on the man totally of the topic, go to "diss the person above you"//
i know ur gonna call me a hypocrite for sayin all this shit then not rappin about a weapon//
well... u were so damn busy talkin how i cant rap u didnt give me any sugestons//

weapon - paper towel