I was at this party last weekend
and I saw some trouble
this dude started freakin'
hit my boy wit a shovel
shit dropped 'em to the ground
but was up in a flash
he started ta pound
that muthafukers ass
wouldn't believe if I didn't see it
popo showed up.................... and we all got arrested.





true shit too fellaz shit got crazy fuked up

next weapon: brassknuckles

usin brass knuckles on ur face//
makin one hell of a fuckin disgrace//
wat was once purple is now red is drippin all ova tha place//
cover up tha marks on ur disfigured face//
just to get knocked up again by another set of brass knuckles//


NEXT WEAPON :: AK-47

Ak-47
 

A-rat-a-tat-tat
the sound when I attack,
With this Ak47 I've got strapped to my back.
Sucka' tries to pistol whip me and you know that I'll slam 'im.
Why fools try to start shit when I'm armed with this cannon.

Thanx, No Weapon To Carry On From..

Here Goes "Nothing"..

Un-Armed In Military Territory I Still Lacerate Lives...
Entering Combat With Bare Fists...I Prepare This Display Of Efficiency To Eradicate minds...

Next Weapon: Orange Plastic Broom Handle

orange plastic broom handle
 

the orange plastic broom handle/a dismantle/you and yo manz too/i dont need Cam(Cam'ron) to blam you/mo offense than the Rams,duke/the dispute/ends when i take handy handle in hand/like my man/Slammin Sammy/n give your head a wammy/like we playin sticc ball/while im appalled/you take your picc/dog... next weapon: a 1984 Panasonic vcr

strollin' down my block head held high
nobody fuks wit me 'cuz nobody wants ta die
tha last dumb shit that tried to fuk around
felt the pain of a beat down
he was leanin' over tryin' to break in my car
that when he felt the pain of my '84 panasonic VCR
that shit held up from the beat down
a lil bit of duct tape its ready for another round


stupid shit I know

next weapon: nunchuks

[quote]my words are weapons[/quote]
 

bleep

Fuckin all yall dumfucks bashin ya with nunchucks, tell in ya simply your rap sucks/
my punches faster the bruce lee/, com on man you're never gonna bruse me, the only way to inflict pain is if you sue me/




Next Weapon: sword

Cigar Cutter?.........haha
 

yo
Shit's smooth as butta I murda mu-Fuckas I'm hot wit out a burna Cut tha tip of ya dick off Wit a CIGAR CUTTER!!!!!/
Turn it up right and Jab in ya chest till tha Sun cums up/
Leave you blooder den a body turned in-side out wit out Re-morse Spit Explict Wit out curse words Grab tha same CIGAR CUTTER and Dig out ya Mother's Un-Born!!!!!!!!!!!Dash ill Even Deff niggas Heard/


WEAPON--- Krispy Kreme DoughNut.............haha

Last time I was attacked all I had was a donut,
look like a bad situation to be stuck in don't it?
Some cat talked shit about how my style was broke,
I just crammed that krispy kreme down his throat till he choked.

Next Weapon: Ball Point Pen

ball point pen

I dont like to murder/ cuz I know its a sin/ dude got me so mad/ i pulled out my pen/ and what happened next/ was real fuckin' sick/ cuz i riped out both eyes/ with my little blue bic/see thats what happens/ when u have unseen anger/ take out aggression/ on an unexpecting stranger/ now i think of the dude/ every time i use paper

ya i now it was a whack rhyme


Next Weapon= Ice Pick

I was gettin' my dick licked, by this chick named Violet
she wasn't that good, so I hit her wit my ice pick
it was quite violent, closed her twitchin' eye lids
then finished the job from behind, kid.


next weapon: brick

I walk down the street confident, but I ain't bringin no glock,
When I come to town I arm myself with a cinderblock,
When fool MCs step up and try to spit some ill shit,
They'll be feeling pain upside their face as I hit them with my brick.

NEXT WEAPON: coat hanger

Just the other day I was kicking it at work/ doing my job and hanging up a shirt/ the boss steped up all full of anger/ caught him in his chin with a fucking coat hanger/ ran to the front of the store/ grabed that blonde whore cuz i wanted some more/ so i unravled that bitched and made it a wire/ said id kill the slut and she called me a liar/ strangled her off and put her under my tire/

Next Weapon--Tire Iron

tire iron
 

damn, that's a hard one

i got my tire iron, what can i do with it?/
i sneak up on ya, and then hit u with it/
ill smack u where ya jaw is and unscrew ya sockets/
more creative wit this tool, than the average common logic/
shuv it down ya throat till it comes out ya ass/
and damn u better hope that gon die fast/
break ya kneecaps, and make them ya temples/
use various other parts to fill in the dents and dimples/
i sharpen the tip, to stab my victim with it/
bust ya lip, im a nechropheliac so i "hit" it(the dead body)/

next weapon: achondroplasia or an achondroplasiac

Ay yo....
I sneek on niggaz wit a weapon thats snazier/
altho it's a deformation of bone the shits called achondroplasia/
Jazzier, than a tire iron, coat hanger a brick and an ice pick/
It's sick, Haunt your insides and attack at your skeleton/
Fuck up your spine, crack through ya skull and turn your brain into gellatin/
And deform and dwarf your body, I'll make you look more uglyier than the relic can/
achondroplasia....yeah whateva man
lets keep the weapons on a knowledge basis and on steady plan....

~Strict~

Next weapon: Knuckles & Fists

i dont need a heat to make ya knees buckle//
i got iron fist that connect to make you think it's brass knuckles//
and then hit everyone who saw you//
and end it all with a code red mountain dew and a chuckle//


next weapon= tea cup

Niggaz
better pray to
Jesus/beat you to death
with a tea cup/
get ya knees crushed/
jab you in the throat with the handle now it's hard
to breathe slut/
so ease up or catch two lumpz/
smack you so hard with fine china it feels like two pumpz/

nice 1 2 leave ill jus say nuffin

i have nothin in hand no gun or bomb jus my mic/
i know my raps i fucked but i jus ent no dyke/
its struck 2 me that all these lights/
shine every day so fuckin bright/
then i realise i have no weapon & then i quickly die/

my weapon:- MR BURNS

yo me an mr burns we was chillin on the roof of a buildin
then i got this feelin ~ to start killin
i knocked him right of the top/i heard a splat and i knew that he got got
looked to the bottom and what did i see
he landed on some dude ~ it looked like an zombie orgy

next weapon: dildo

ya bitcha made u a pictcha witta rubba dildo/slitcha neck in the three places and she promised shed never quit sooo/ i stick this dildo down her throat until she cant breath/ instead of cummin in her mouth i just nut on her sleeve/


next weapon:

"iced out" sewing needle

This thread has got me wilding in a murderous rage
So I find some wack textcee who's never heard of this page
Now I'll steal and old Wu-Tang tactic that's illegal at best
I'm gonna sew your asshole shut, and then I'll feed you to death

Next Weapon: Dictionary

Peace

my editions damn near five years old/but i'll beat your ass with the binder, weighing you down by words in bold/hit you once for each word, ass kicked from a to z/months in the hospital but at least you've built a better vocabulary//

NEXT WORD: Sticks

Fuck guns and all that shit, i cause torture by using sticks/ram'm in your dick hole with thorns on'm and give it a twist/pull it out with all my might, hear you scream as it rips/two posts in one response, i hope the mods don't get pissed//

NEXT WEAPON: Toenail clippers

make ya go blind cuz i attack with fiber optics/ then
slice ya chest open and eat ya heart with chop sticks/


next weapon:

a question

a question!
 

will i hunt ya then confront ya when you get in my sight?//
will i spit millions of questions and leave ya in paniky fright?//
will i ask so many ya brain will start to wonder?//
will i keep on goin leavin ya mind a blunder?//
will you get so confused that ya head will pops?//
i just killed ya wiht questions-give me my props//

next weapon- a poor etheopian kid

i disrupt ya nervous system make ya passout/
slice ya body up and let the etheopion kid eat ya ass out/

next weapon :

hyperlink

on the net im armed wit nuthin but a hyper-link//
that take niggaz to a place they gotta stop-and-think//
no gun in my waist no shank in my shoe//
jus click on the link to find out how im murderin you//
read the page and follow the links to ya death//
keep pushin the left button till you run outta breath//
im on a whole different level than the average guy//
im into torturin fags before i see a ma fucka die

next weapon:rubber gloves

NEXT WEAPON:

Blade

rubber gloves

im steakin up on a pray wit a pir of rubber gloves on my hands//
strangle tha shit outta tem right where tey stand//
everyone watchin and dont offer a helping hand//
im still loose comin up wit my next plan//

blade

ur chillin in tha shade//
im cmin up stabbin ya wit a blade//
ten ima dissapear wit out a trace//
havin tha cops go and look all ova tha place/for a suspect tat cant found//
so it looks like im headin homeward bound//

next weapon = fillet knife

de-bone-ing you herbs with a jagged fillet knife/
i took your life before de-bone-ing your wife/

next weapon= equal sign (=)

weapon use
 

tha eqaul sign waz pothetic fo tha situation i waz in//
so split that bitch and sharpened each end//
got that nigga in tha corner and proceeded stabbin him//

next weapon-fireballs

fireballs is what i got but not what i need to kill this cat /
behead him ,enlarge his neck ,let the fire burn and spray him wit techs/
decimating his insides like jeans are made from raw hides/
no where to run now bitch these fireballs about to burn ya like a thread makes a stitch/


next weapon -- meter stick

i saw this fool jacking his dick
that caused me ta get sick n shit
so i beat his ass wit a meter stick

next weapon= teaspoon

I'll let you pick ya demise, casualtics is very optional.. ..
Bloody heads baptized in mud puddles, teaspoonin opticals.. ..

next weapon: barra de jabon


¤GhOzT¤