yo i spit like a tommy gun /hot shit over and over again/den hit you wit shit dat'll cause mo pain/den six from my tommy givin it to over and over again/i just cant explain my rage all i know is fuck a gage/a tommy works just fine/cause all it takes is one to blow yo mind

next weapon:knunchucks

im a mood u dont want to fuk wit any nigga mess they gettin hit/
what do u know punk starts a ruckus i go to work grab my nun chukas/
like bruce lee this nigga about to be dead poppin off at the mouth with shit he shouldnt a said/
use my weapon to full effect wrap it round his head twist and snap the neck/
he's lying in a wreck motionless always knew he's come off second best

next weapon a chain

ill wrap your skull ina loose steel chain/
your brain poppin out you think poland spring wasnt invented in maine/...(idk..lol)
as ma words hit ya dome you hit the deck/
like A rollercoaster ma rhymes go up n down given ya whip lash to ya neck/
i inflict pain towards the brain/
wrap you in duct tape and tie u up in chains/

....lol..just a lil fun...next weapon....lol a doorknob

yo im chokin suckas with a chain....
as they soakin up with pain...
im a killer, killin any sucka who wanna step to this...
im so skilled i dont even need a weapon, as long as i have a neck to twist...
but im going hostile, gettin crazy with this chain of mine...
chokin suckas till they viens bulge out, and make a new vein design...
blabhalbhal

next weapon: BOOGERS...

fuck u an' your boogers, I'm a pull out my german luger.//
ta shoot through yer fimery, leave ya in tha streets with life threatnin' injuries.//
splinter ya knees with the first brick I see, my words bring misery.//
like slippin' with a pair-a-scissors through ya spleen.//
I'll make ya lean mor than if ya drank a 2-6 of JD.//
two hits is all it takes B... fuck with me.//

next weapon = a china shop

u need to stop/
or i'll treat you like the wicked witch minus the house
it'll be a china shop/
rip you/
walk into the shop and pick up a ginsu/
cut ya neck and ya wrists too/

what the fuck's the next weapon foo.//
oops I mean fo.. 'trill, nuttin' but a shrill little girl.//
gettin' grilled by my rap lyrical skill.//
slap spiritual dills (deals), an' replace 'em with 5 figures.//
I'm like that chinese man's from how high.//
run up into a show like "what up my niggas."//
get the whole crowd pullin' glocks with hair triggers.//
go figure, I never figured bein' white would be so violent.//
constantly fightin' with other people try'n ta copy my writin'.//
well now it's all gonna be copy written.//
so if I catch you spittin' shit that I spitted.//
I'm-a take this blade an' stick it tha fuck in-ya.//

natrual conceps ur a dumbas i posted the next weapon n u used the one i used ass ur suppose to spit about the weapon the person above u said...loser....holla bak 1

blunt mc fukin dum fuk heres the next weapon- a brick

yo i'm a take dis brick and pretend you is debo/one throw and you will be defeated/its heavy and hard so you will be decleated/and all dat shit you talk you can keep it/but i'm repeadly hit you over and over again so my style you need to peep it

next weapon: your tongue

yo when i talk i spit poison at my enemy,
and straight burn him n his entaty,
show no symphaty, when i'm speakin,
sneakin with the next punchline to kill-ya,
watch how i lyrically thrill-ya,
i'm gold and yo status is less then silver,
drop verses harder then a block of cinder,
yo way outta this leauge go back to playin with yo kinder,
when i'm spittin u see tornadoes formin,
i wasnt given life in a hospital i was born-in,
a lab and showered with gamma rays smilar to bruce banner,
i will fuck u up with my verses in a very murderous manner,
and i'll leave the next weapon as a spanner

next weapon????????? damn people cmon follow the rules! holla bak 1

he said it was a spanner
here goes

went to garage to pick up my car just walked wasnt far/
went to pick up the bill machanic i cud kill/
overchargin for a 5 minute fix this dude i gotta find chuk him in the mix looked around no bricks/
see the punk who ripped me off im about to beat him till he turn soft/
grab a spanner and go at him tong and hammer make him spit country gramar like he from louisiana/
smack him on the head its a bloodshed dont want to make him dead just scared
but i get carried away and bits of his skull spray chunks of bone from his dome spanner no longer chrome/
this dude taken a beatin clients he'll no longer be cheatin his maker about to meet him

next weapon a drill

fgee u don't know who u fuckin with b/i'll get ma drill and make ur brains spill/out ya head,nigga u dead,i jump in bed with ur girl,bitch gives me head/i re use tha drill in bed/makin ur gurl squeel while i stick it in her head/usin that shit as a dildo vibratin to 2000 watts,im givin that bitch a shock/she thinks its ma cock/now im runnin down tha block screamin i just fucked fgees gurl like tu pac.