Ill grab a damn sharpie..to fucking harm thee...
Stabbing you like i was a single man army...
Draw a target one your face and color it in..
Take a good aim the throw it and just hit in--..
Then center of your eye..stabbing ya brain...
Watch you fall over as i start laughing insane..

Next Weapon: A Stick Of Gum

these arms im sick wit them, but my wit comes in with a stick of gum-
forget usin' knives to stick in them,i'll seal their eyes n redden them ,till they slip out n slump
as i wig out n dump out millions of bubble YUM
till u stuck in'em, suffocatin' tryin' to breath n start puffin'em-
UP wit ya lungs muffled and,insects start eatin'em like truffles man


DAMN A STICK OF BUBBLE GUM......yeeessSSH!


Next Weapon: Sarin

This is going to be a killing that is nothing but first class
U r looking in the mirror thinking "battle B-Rad" Nah think ill pass
Push over your boyfriend and turn on the sarin gas
Who would of thought ur ass could take it so fast
Now you are being lowered by the priest, 6 feet under the grass

Next weapon: fairy bread

next time drop six lines, consider yourself warned!
~Bounce~

as i reach up and snatch the ~Fairy Bread~ which he a genetic force that and shaved ur ~Hairy Head~ as opponets come to a i brek the ~Spinal Cords~ and they end up at ~Primal Morgues~//
the ~comunication Breaks~ the body have no heziation to make ~Asumtions and Fates~ //
but i shut my fist and break ur jaw in a ~Second Connection~ so the fairy bread attacks and does a ~Infection collection~//
and kills his brain to a ~Illusional Beat~ cause when bloods sperts from the fairy bread the ~Dellusional Defeat//

Next Weapon: Zippo Lighter

i take the zippo and hold it under ya chin
you smell that the scent of burnin skin
till i put a hole under his head and i can see to his brain
givin him pain,
sick is the game
iceman is my name
so the lighter dont burn me
pour butane on my hand light it and bitch slap him like his name was shirley
surely
imma sick emcee but imma sicker man
dumpin bodies in trash cans
light it wit my zippo
and roast marshmallows and play hungry hippos
everybody on my block wants me gone hear random peopl screamin "SICKO"

next muder weapon: a fuckin shark tooth

wit a fuckin~shark~tooth// I'll rip~apart~you//
watch that mark~ooze// wit severed arm~juice//
got purple eyes~bruised from punches~I~threw//
who wanna ride~through// got guns behind~you//
livin tha life~tru// lick shots from high~schools//
snipe you down in tha parkin lot wit crooked eyes too//


next weapon: Cianide Capsule

ill slip a cyanide capsule in your snapple
laugh at you when you start chokin cus sumthin stuck in your adams apple
you dyin baffled
no clue what just happened
i give you a kick in the ribs and you collapse
fall like a house of cards and someone removed the bottom of the stack
hit the ground wit a smack,
raise a spoon to ya head and push ya eyes through ya ass crack

next: syringes infested wit AIDS and Hepatitus

stab you in the back off the head with this syringe //
you fucked up bad this is just revenge //
give you aids and HIV plus a mixture of crack //
in fact your gonna lack the brain that once had a certain nack //
now its gonna die off at last think fast //
the needle is about to peirce your skin ill win //
so fuck u givin birth to u was a sin //

next item - santa hat

Ill go steal a santa had from mr.clause..
Beat you over the head with it till its raw..
Then put it over your face and hold it tight..
You can try to break away with all ya might..
But it wont work, cause you are gonna suffocate..
stuff it down your mouth so you stuff yo face..
Listen to you choke on the hat's fluff, its great..

Next Weapon: A Shoe

I'll rip out ua "sole" with the shoe I posses
Put it on and crack ya ribs wit a kick to da chest
Leave ya "tongue" tied when I smacl ya ass down
Leave footprints on ya head while you layin on the ground
Not a sound as I silently tip toe away
Gotta change imto my boots ta dig ya new grave

Next weapon: a laptop

Ill flip open the laptop and turn it on...
Listen to it boot up as your life will soon be gone...
Bash ya head against the keys n screen...
Put your face straight through it cause im mean...
Then slam the lid down so it cracks ya neck...
Listen to ya bone crack as it leads to ya death...

Next Weapon: A Coat

im broke..couldnt afford a gun so i use a coat/
stop talking as i wrap it around ur throat/
drag u up the slope..mercy please?nope/
hang u high on the wall like ur spiderman on dope/
should used a rope...u suffer and faded/
let u out now?guess not chuz u suffocated/

weapon:wrapping paper

its christmas, notably a time of joy. .
but i turned it into my rhyming ploy. .
im annoyed, these faggots fuck wit. .
reach the point till i say, what bitch?
dont make me,dont have to rape ya
rather strangle u w/ wrappin paper!

weapon: brick

. . beat this bitch & feed w/ sticks
. . cuz next time i'll need a brick
weeds is thick, ur climbin the wall
when i toss the brick the timing is off
so i retrieve it, throw it thru ur windshield
& visit u at the hospital, uve been healed
to you im jesus, this aint the ascension. .
now this shits in closed battles forum, i saved the extension.

weapon: brass knuckles

u're a pig, ur mouths been feedin w/ chuckles
& be like an old member & beat u w/ knuckles
fuck ya! you aint nuthin`, simply stop & think
i'll unwrap the hand. . curl a fist. . pop & dink!
knock him pink, stop on the brink, & save urself
after facin my knuckles you'll be in waverin` health!