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This song is kool don't you think...
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ay yo 50 whut i tell you we aint even have to say shit they did it ha ha monkey see monkey do they'll never make the first move just let em come to you cause they gon always say and do what the other one do so let em come to you the rest 'll just follow suit monkey see monkey do tweedle dee tweedle dum if they really want it bad enough well then it gon' come now here they come like we expected now we just set em up check mate motherfucker game's over we won tweedle dee tweedle dum doesnt take much for me to race up and stank up when motherfuckers hate your guts you dont even gotta say much for me to put a pen to a blank sheet of paper like smearin bloodstains with a paint brush i cant explain what it is my brain does but however it works its insane just plain nuts and it aint just my brain thats dangerous its a whole combination of things it takes nuts and im not afraid to raise the stakes up i got a million bucks in the bank and eight trucks for anybody who gets on a track and spanks us im paitently waitin for the day im anxious to see the look on your fake mugs when you thugs go bankrupt you're drunk you aint tough whatever you drank musta just turned you into some gangstas this is me talkin motherfucker this aint drugs you wanna pop shit wake up then make up fuck that its too late yall now face up i pray for the day that someone who spits with the calibur that nas and jay does opens up his jaws to say somethin to rattle my name off or rattle the first thing from the top of his brain off so i can blow the fuckin dust off of this chainsaw and give him the surgery that he came for till i peel the pain off i never been shot but i think me and 50 musta been cut from the same cloth cause i've always came off like Ja's chain when they tried to rush him and lost and came back and gave him a watch in exchange for it i dont stop only thing that i wait for is the day that i dont gotta report to probate court cause ima give you all the reason to hate more cause i've been holdin my tounge till i got a sprained jaw alot of rappers on my list it just aint ja and ima read the motherfucker off come april you pussies think i went soft cause 8 mile when i come back ill be shootin more than just paint balls trust me monkey see monkey do they'll never make the first move just let em come to you cause they gon always say and do what the other one do so let em come to you the rest 'll just follow suit monkey see monkey do tweedle dee tweedle dum if they really want it bad enough well then it gon' come now here they come like we expected now we just set em up check mate motherfucker game's over we won tweedle dee tweedle dum fuckin dummies this aint chess you playin motherfuckin checkers this shit is all day man its too easy we playin chess you playin checkers you bout to get your motherfuckin asses jumped fuckin punks and by the way we aint just talkin to one person we talkin to every-motherfuckin-body who wants to bring it cause we bringin it to anybody who wants to bring it so bring it dont pick up the ball if you dont wanna play man it's all fucked up now what the fuck am i s'posed to do now? huh? what the fuck am i s'posed to do? haha yo we out |
Dude
Your A Fuckin Idiot Yeah This Song Was Cool Last Year At The End Of 2003 When I First Herd It Get Off Eminems Dick He Aint That Fuckin Good And Yeah Im White And Like Eminem But He Aint Fuckin God So Sinner Until You Man Up And Battle You Suck |
hahaha ice pick fuck u. He an't that good rite yea bitch whateva but we all know he could slaughter you in one battle. Lol could u imagine eminem vs ice pick lol I cringe when I think of dat.
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Eminem aint that good at freestyles
AND YA KNOW WHAT EMINEM COULD BEAT ANYBODY ON THIS FUCKING SITE WOW YOU TRULY ARE FUCKING RETARDED I CRINGE IN THAT FACT YOU ACTUALLY THINK YOUR A RAPPER OR EMCEE< You have no lyrical content, your battle record is a joke, who gave you 7 wins wich mods dick did you suck to get those,,,,,,,,,,,, Q STRANGE IS WHITE AND WOULD MERK EMINEM IN A FREESTYLE BATTLE FACE TO FACE DONT BELEIVE ME--------------- GO LOOK UP HIS SHIT ALSO NECRO WOULD ROAST HIM IN A FACE TO FACE BATTLE BUT WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING OUT SHIT< EMINEM IS GOOD AND MAYBE THE BEST AT THAT SHIT BUT FACE TO FACE IN PERSON EMINEM WOULD GET BEAT BY CANIBUS BIG L IF HE WERE STILL HERE NECRO Q STRANGE ILL BILL MR HYDE THE LIST COULD KEEP ON GOING |
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ROYCE THE 59 SHIT ALL OVER EMINEM AND D12 with one of the best albums of last year FUCKIN PUSSY |
you fuckin pussy you are so wrong you fag ass bitch. Lol how can you say dat shit about eminem and whats wrong wid my score now 7 wins isn't dat good now an't you retarded. I bet you dick rided all dem wins from ur battles. you an't nothing but a fuckin herb ICE DICK
PUSSY!!!!!!!!! |
Hey.. Imagine aka Sinner aka WACK FUCKING HERB.. KILL YOURSELF.. LEAVE THE SITE.. .
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explicit you kill your self overwise im gonna hunt ya ass down and fuckin beat the shit out of you and hang you by your balls!. Just to shut dat fake ass bitch up ice pick. here...
[Intro] {in a high falsetto voice} Uncle Marshall! Will you Tell us a bedtime story? {regular voice} Here we go... [Verse One] Now once upon a time not long ago There was a little rapper about to blow But his album came and it was not good I think it went lead or double copper wood So the silly little fans they were mislead By a nerdy internet computer hip-hop head "Me and you, 'Clef, we're gonna make some cash Grab the silver paint and let's paint my ass" Hey mister, would ya care to bare witness to The ass-whippin' I'm about to administer To this little ass-kissin' vaginal blister 'Stanabis', little marshall mathers sister And in this corner, we have the mister not havin' it, it's the mad sinister Dr. Evil with his bag of tricks for this little antagonist faggot dick-suckin' ex-LL Cool J fan from Windsor I'm 'bout to murder little Kenny fag Kennif-sta You bastard I ain't wanna have to diss ya Canabis, where the fuck you at? I miss ya! [Chorus] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch where for art thou can-I-bitch? Please tell me what happened with that style that you were rappin' with Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch are you from Los Angeles New York or just a janitor from Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch Now at first I ain't really understand the shit Picture me for a second and imagine it Chillin' in a Bat-Mansion and relaxin' When all a sudden some bullshit comes across the scanner It's Can-i-bitch with some Stan Lives shit They greet me out at first man this is sick For me being just a sick disconflict gets my dick harder than arithmetic And I know how you jealous ones envy I shoulda knew better from the first few letters you sent me The first two letters you were tellin' me shit like you respect me, like any other regular MC The third letter you ask how come I ain't return none of the messages at Shady Records You Left Me The fourth Letter: "Slim you really startin' to upset me!" The fifth letter told me you were comin' to get me The sixth threat there's a bomb threat in our building This crazy motherfucker's really tryin' to kill me! So I went back and read the first few letters that said Some shit about a message you left Oh shit, that's not an "E" that's an "A" This dude wants to leave me a "massage," he's gay!! Right away I'm on the phone with Dr. Dre We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way) [Chorus] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch where for art thou can-a-bitch? Please tell me what happened with that style that you were rappin' with Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch are you from Los Angeles New York or just a janitor from Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch So in two seconds flat Dre's at my crib The funny thing is we both know where this kid lives And neither one of us have Canadian citizenship Shit oh Dre wait a mintue that's it All we gotta do is use a bit of turbo boost We can fly over the border "Let's go" {*WOOSH!*} So we're off to Toronto and we're gainin' speed {*BOOSH!*} (What was that?) oh Jermaine Dupre Fuck It, keep goin' no time to waste Wait backup hit him one more time in case okay .. fuck now he's draggin' under the car Oh well only 30 more thousand miles Meanwhile me and Dre are tryin' to conversate Just tryin' to find a reason for the constant hate And tryin' to figure out what happened to 'Germaine Propaine' "He couldn't have fell off that hard!" ain't no way "What happened to the way you was rappin' when you was scandalous the Canibus turned into a television evangelist" Plus he raps with his regular voice {*BOOSH!*} {*BOOSH!*} {*BOOSH!*} {*BOOSH!*} (what was that?) Pet Shop Boys So we pull up to the bridge where he last was spotted His corpse was still movin' but his ass was rotted He kind of smelled a little like Courtney Love I figure if I stick him with a fork he's done So I stapped him twice, kept jabbin', Christ He won't die this guy's like a battered wife He's like Kim, he keeps comin' back for more But he won't fight back I cracked his jaw Hold up 'bis quit foldin' up! Punch me in the chest make my shoulders touch! DO SOMETHIN'! at least one punchline C'mon till the meter reads 9-9-9-9! Say 90 percent of my fans are blonde 'bis c'mon answer me man respond!!! Tell me 'bout the sun rain moon and stars Intergalatical metaphors from Mars! Raw to the floor, raw like Resovoir Dogs Bite ANOTHER line from Redman's song! Suddenly the stub from a dead man's arm from a midget reaches out from under the car It's JD, this motherfucker won't die neither Dre starts sprayin' him with cans of Ether We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch again (Compton!) Detroit bitch talk some shit again!! STOMP HIM! (switch feet) STOMP HIM! (switch again!) Dre alright he's dead dog, quit kickin him! I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge again (Damn...) he disappeared, yo he's gone, he did it again! [Chorus] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch where for art thou can-a-bitch? Please tell me what happened with that style that you were rappin' with Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch are you from Los Angeles New York or just a janitor from Canada? Oh Can-i-bitch |
Come on over... your like fuckin 12.. ill stomp you out with one foot.. fuckin herb ass bitch.. dont start shit u cant finish.. 7 - 2 battling wack herbs... Nuff Said..
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Yeah and Cariculum 101 is 100 times better fuckin nerd
WOuld you like me to go find the lyrics and post them FUCKIN LOSER I HATE FUCKIN WANNA BE"S |
^^^ Ditto.. considering Imagine is a fucking herb ass bitch...
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go on lol you would only be wasteing your worthless life doing so. Ice Bitch
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Dude You Use To Pm Me Sayin How Dope I Was
Askin Me For Mad Help This Fag Even Thought I Was A Chick And He Was Hitting On Me I Wish I Still Had Those Pms You Fuckin Loser And Yeah I Am Gonna Go Get Those Lyrics Until Then You Suck |
^^ agreed.. he used to do that to my friend... hes a fuckin homo..
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since you are a fella you must suck dick!
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yea and about you x the only reason why you got 3 wins was because you battled handicaps lol. Yea... word.
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Artist: Canibus
Album: Mic Club: The Curriculum Song: Curriculum 101 ANY BODY BETTER THAN BIS MUST BE A HOAX BLACK MAN NOPE WHAT BOUT THE GREAT WHYTE HOPE THATS AN EMINEM REF>>>> THIS SHIT IS DOPE [Intro: movie sample] Claims are being made That for me go far beyond the available evidence In fact in many cases are contradicted by the evidence And that bothers me [Canibus] Forensic psychologists, Samuel with the brides Explains you probably never understand Jermaine Incoherent speaches, puzzles and pieces The sub-chemical deepness, suck his clan 'til they screeches Realms of heaven and hell Flowing angelic gell strikes with voron leukaemia cells Demons in hell, they call to me, I scream "what can you offer me?" They reply "tecnosaucery" They tell me the meek will never inherit the world Cuz they weak standin' on two 12 inch feet I dream Quashee Canonian dreams when I sleep Peyote leads to snakes with a blood of a priest In the room where the ceiling leaks and crimps in grease Where the living eats the dead and the dead reek Rockbottom transforms human beings to beast Why the fuck you think we got canine teeth? It's the optical stimuli of watching men cry I hope I've got time to repent before I die Battle me at the beach if the sea is out of reach Cuz when I speak what's fluid becomes concrete Like a falcon up in the sky, 10 thousand feet Lookin' down at you bitches lookin' at me Fame shift into 45 degrees, I'm too crooked to see I memorise the books that I read Suckin' from the breast of knowledge, constantly weaning Unforseeningly a genuis without meaning Try to visualise what happy Houdini was feeling Handcuffed under water without breathing Near death on a fatal quest for air But why should anyone care? He put himself there His career was based on facing the stares To take destiny from the hand of the man upstairs He didn't mind the cold stares he got from his peers They couldn't tell him where he was goin' or how to get there It's better to be prepared and fail than be scared and unsure of yourself and still get killed Don't rhyme like I used but I've still got skills More than a couple confirmed kills under the belt Huntin' MCs like huntin' Elk Camouflaged in the dense bust of stealth determined his health I don't do this to anybody except myself Stuck with motherfuckers like the trophy on my shelf Fuck the promo, nigga I do this for dolo Flow from the first album, the 24-0-0 Round the clock launce, I got a cup of coco When I be a no show with my girl fives don't go And she give me blow more than 2 times on the row And I'd rather chill with her than kill you with a rhyme that I wrote Count how many mics that I smoke minus the gold Bust dope, my battlin' average higher than most When I'm on the mic I release fire from throat If you disagree please do it quietly folks Anybody better than Bis? Must be a hoax Black man? NOPE - what about the Great White Hope? What? Man you must be sniffin' great white coke Don't you know that's like Gary Coleman fightin' the Hulk Still not even quite that close A great mic fight in ya rubber dingi boat 50 miles out from the coast What the fuck is the maddness with you I beat you black and blue, then I give the tablet the true Better yet I put a tattoo of me on you A 10 by 10 ceelo go neon blue The most theatrical MC battle of all time I rip jackers like you, you know my call sign Kill a cobra, stick hooker over behovin' Motorise auto gyros with sycamore rotors Hydrogen peroxide, gaseous vapors Technically these words shouldn't even rhyme off paper In theory, for every soul that can hear me I'ma blaze them In practical practice my style's even greater Can't you see what I'm spittin'? Can't you here the difference? Compared to me you're energetically inefficient You need ten times the enzymes to process one of my rhymes You got to rewind every one of my lines Do you know how to paraphrase? Do you even understand what the narrator's tryna say? The climax explodes, nobody can force out of my flow Figurably the language is too dope Academic journals print my lyrical quotes They show parallelism in all the albums I wrote On any track I come off strong automatically Whether I write interactive or pass the capacity Poetry that I spit is autonomous to cliff written on tablets of clay mortar mix, superb Truly superb, analyse the words It's like I'm jerkin ya birds fly above the earth The Eye of Horus, the miniature tour ride within the giant tourist With singularity on the chorus I still sound enourmous Borderline, insanity tryna break you through humanities border With a new curriculm every quarter I'm the pawn of the pawner with the secret mic world order Baptise you with Jamaican White Rum and water If you got a hundred bars then I know you a warrior I'll be the one that award ya, pinch the medal on you Dedicate a song to you, cuz not in autoble You want a record deal Explain the lyrical grande unified field so I can test ya skill Do it in front of the class, chart diagram it and write it in latin Not spanish god dammit, step back so I can look at it "da dad dad ada dada", ah what the fuck is that wack shit? Crumpsy and dumb like a hand with five thumbs Work for the Mic Club, Curriculum 101 |
lol.no contest.ice pick is right...sinner grow a dick.,
lmao..nuff said bitch |
that shyt was fuckin GARBAGE
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daz you keep wishing dat everytime u wake up every morning.
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ya ok kid,keep tossin insults when you pm'd me 4 help n offered money to people jus to answer your damn questions on how to rap..........
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Ice Pick if you read this, EMinem is good at freestyles, and I can prove that.
But Sinner, fuckin go die you little friendless faggot why the fuck dont you just leave, no one single person wants you to be here, You get kicked out of every crew you go to, every crew you make falls apart. Fuck off. |
are you on ur pill again distilled?
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Oh and how can you prove that
I have like 5 alleged eminem freestyles and they aint off the top....... SORRY<<<<<<<<< EMINEM HAS EVEN ADMITTED HE AINT THAT GOOD AT FREESTYLING SO I DISAGREE WITH YOU DISTILLED I HAVE OVER 200 EMINEM SONGS ON KAZAA AND I BET YOU I HERD ALL THE SHIT YOU TALKIN ABOUT I still Think Canibus is 10 times better also why the fuck did EMINEM wait until CANIBUS WAS at war to diss him...... THATS TRUE HERB SHIT RIGHT THERE KNOWIN CANIBUS CANT COME BACK AT HIM< |
Can you freestyle Ice?
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Actually yeah i can
I aint sayin im good, but when battling face to face like in my studios up here,,,,, its all freestyle and you gotta trash them on there clothes, hair , teeth, weight, pimples i dont give a fuck i dog you on anyhting But if that was a sort of diss or sumthing, i dont know what you are getting at,,,,, Yes Eminem is better than me and i know that but do i give a fuck, NOPE do i think he sounds like a 15 year old when he RAPS yes..... Do i care that EMINEM looks gay with that blonde hair Nope but i do care that EMINEM has written some dope songs and brought white rap on the MAP..... YES But as for him freestyling ----- I highly doubt he is that good unless he said it to my FACE |
I can send you the freestyle by Eminem it kicks ass, Plus when did he say that he couldn't freestyle?
SInner you wack, you always will be wack, and nothing is gonna change that herb Get the fuck outta here and go die |
pick on that list you made most of them could go either way in my mind except necro and ill bill...
necro is garbage...his beats are ill but his rhymes are wack ill bill...ive only heard him like once flowin in some song with necro but unless he was just way below par that day theres no way... the rest blah I dunno they would def be more of a challenge for em... |
It was a while back and i will find tha MAG if i can
he gave mad shout outs to ESHAM AND EVERYTHING IN THAT SHIT that was befor they had BEEF......... Send me the song and i bet i have it.,.... Please dont say its the diss to BENZINO about the iranian tazmanian whoa is dave raymand on ohhhhh of INVASION 3 But anyways yeah send it to me SO I CAN OPEN MA EYES |
No it is not that, its a freestyle he did when he was in UK, its pretty well known, do you have that? about the suicidaluna bomber shit
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YES I HAVE THAT
BUT SEND IT ANYWAYS TO MAKE SURE ITS THE SAME IS IT OFF THE WESTWOOD SHOW OR SUMTHING LIKE THAT IS PROOF IN IT IS IT JUST RYMING WITH PROOF I DUNNO IF EM REALLY FREESTYLES OF WRITES SHIT DOWN THEN SPITS IT IF I SEEN HIM SPIT WITH NO NOTEBOOKS OR ANY SHIT LIKE THAT I MIGHT BELEIVE IT OR if i seen him spit in person spittin shit i never herd befor I dont know I think CANIBUS IS A BETTER FREE STYLES Q STRANGE IS 10 times better Necro is fucking dope,,,,,,, CHECK OUT STREET VILLIANS VOLUME NE THE MIXTAPE HE SHITS ON EVERYBODY IN THE INDUSTRY ON THEIR ON BEATS |
Yeh its from westwood with all of D12, but there was like 20 freestyles on that show so you might have a different one.
Whats your msn/AIM |
I have every one of those,,,,
got it on a CD my friend made me Yeah most of that shit is dope My aim name is hold on i forgot how to fuckin spell it HAHA i will pm you it certain people like SINNER would herass me if he seen it |
lol, weeerd
It is dope as hell tho, and that freestyle from Em is the best I ever heard. Man, I could only find 2 of those, thats well shit |
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