I can be the best of all men/standing in the worst of all sin/I'll eatcho azz up about The Lord and I wont grin/cause-see I been figuring/it's Him that I owe since He supported me and my family getting in/So...to all of you who knew I wasnt true/about this game, industry of being a Jew/then may the Lord bless and keep you/I'm gon use all my gifts and tools as my pulpits and pews/talking to those you chose to accept to lose/protect the issues/and I wont cry when its my time to pay some dues/as my realist go through, I'm there/some go hired to talk...me? I got hired to stare

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Rev 12:11 - Use your voice...

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HARRY R.I.P
1940 - 2002

In Respect

combatick attack tactical inferior contraptions of demi warriors
radio maps of practical pacueleir intraptions of semi territories
laser adaptations of incrimental sopposevly iller than cinder field
fuck a free style when i can make new type tyfoid grammer yield
fuck you if you dont like this its all just a lil key so it dont make sense
even if you had 1 trillion years you still wouldent be more creative then this

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http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=113287

Creative than this/

Shit, I was Created To Rip, Empires 'n Nations To Bits/
I blow Up Any physical object in the Range of my Spit/
Yall sound Dated as Shit, read on 'n and YA heart gets crushed/
I'm Executing ANY textcee that Writes Two BArs As One/
ya method is Wack, YOu Could never Represent Rap/
But Don't Hate on Me just for givvin my prespective on that/
Yall would NEed A Magic spell to turn ya text into tracks
THis is subjecttive proff, 90% of tha net is all Wack/
levitate on magnetic feilds, in tha realm the specters are at/
Puncture Ya Wind Pipe W/ a broken Scepter Of Glass/
My Skill w/ a Mic Is Revered As Tha best in tha Land/
I can Inhale Oxygen and spew out Aspestes n Gas/
That posions u floatin through walls to Collects in tha Cracks/
U Gotta Admit THis Shit Shocked U, like an Electrical Flash/

Electrical Flash//


Turn ya whole crew into ash wit a nuclear blast
A one man rebel attackin troops in Iraq
snipin' in the desert over dunes in the sand
no matter what the army tries i ruin their plans
My soldiers came from clones that i grew in a lab
where they're researching fluids that i spew from my glands
as our movement expands, the threat is risin
To become one of those already dead or dyin
my eyes have a built in special lens for spyin
i could go to the east n throw u to the west horizon
Beating me in battle is hopeless like oprah exercisin
dip skeletons in volcanos to bake bones n petrify 'em
maybe its because this the net that im climbin it
to the top, like movie fight scenes on pirate ships
Swallow the sun whole and emit ultra violent spits
my shit's quoted more than Jesus Christ in bible scriptz

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Intoxicated vs .iLL.
Intoxicated vs John

Ripped: Cata_Strophix, Optimus, Luminary Text

i'm back quicker than tha flash
watch ur back
or better yet u should wash your gat
wit polish type wax
and come to attack me wit a mac
10 or 11, still holdin my 47
forget heaven
I'm hell-bound from spendin
money on this rhyme
crime is my mind defined
like despite sprite's lemon and lime
that will acidify ur citric
my spits are sickness
like a dik-chick wit syphillis
sickle cells in ur iris
been defined on papyrus
as tha new type of virus
inject this perfection
into ur complexion...

do u like it?

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Kill Kill Kill Murder Murder Murder
end ur life right now for whatever its good for
slit you from the neck all the way down to tha floor
leave u a raphe in ur stomach that u just cant ignore
store bought liver to fill tha void
now ur walkin like c3po a fuckin android
makin me anoid your just not important
went down to tha county n shot up tha courtroom
stuck tha judge up with tha balifs shotgun
stole a pigs wagon now im on tha run
down in mexico with a 12 year old stripper
on my dick so bad her lip is now in my zipper
pulled my dick out n yelled THIS ONES FOR THA GIPPER

As Im Lookin Thru The Mirror Kids Makin Fun Of Me|..
Got Terroists In The Town Tryin To Murder Me|..
Why Would They Do Dis I DIdnt Do Nything Wrong|..
Come On People HelpMe Do Dis Song|..
Im Bout To Collapse Startin To Pas Out|..
Now Im Screamin HELP!!!!!!!!! Startin To Shout|..

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ReKorD
WinS 0
LossEs 1
Ko'S 1
K'Oed

DO..NOT..fuck with 5-0 he will rip you to shreds,
Shoot the fucking school up and then drop the fuckin feds,
Got the glock ready to drop nonstop niggaz,
If you gonna get away ya better run quicker,
nigga,
Ya know, I dont hold back to pull the trigga
Hold up nigga, take a second to listen,
thats the sound of ya neck breakin while im SPITTIN on the MIC,
I get more pussy than a threesome of DYKES

Kick a freestyle beat so I can key this up for ya..
Make it bump sweet so to the beat I can core ya..
Take your soul out your middle like Shang Tsung..
Your a slave to the will I have when I write this rune..
Every person that looks into the soul of the Van one..
They have to think about do they really want some..
The answears no, no one really knows my thoughts..
Brought new ideas and new styles tiein others in knots..
Things come to my mind when I'm thinkin absentmindedly..
Make you absent, talkin about its about time you see..
You've been blind to this point, walkin around like Stevie..
Walk in front of that bus right there, it don't bereave me..

beleive me ... My style will turn this page 3D...
I'll raise the anti and see he-
Who tries to test me on this mic cause it pointless... yall tryna counter strike with no CD-key...
Hehe...It's kinda funny ain't it my style is tainted like blood...
Thats why when you weak emcees seen you fainted you dudds...don't even try ta spark.

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...Enter The Style...

this black bag is too dark to see the zipper...
bitch ass nags shootin hearts to be the mister...
who wanna but can't get to a single place in time...
REWIND!!!
my mind's third eye is focused on the prize...
moving across tha plains like tha sun across the sky...
figure if you wanna bring the gat right back...
but i don't give a fuck if it's loaded n strapped...
cause i wish to be holy so Jesus can know me...
show me tha light like a vision of G-O-D...
death leavin nuthing left but a breath...
then that escapes later til there's nothing left...

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I'm bein' pushed to front lines, every time I spit rhymes, and my crew sounds like Lee Ann Rimes
I've been told time after times, not to bust my nines, and I didn't, But I coulda Shot J-Will and end it
Lookin' back, listenin' to the track, Where I poured out, where I tore out the soul of my crew
Yes its true, and screw you foo', I just wanna re-live this shit, Take care of it, Like I could of then
Again and again, it replays man, the day Ronnie got shot and, Dropped to the pavement
They day went and it came, It's not what the grave ment, I could go insane, Knowin' I was back stabbed
On the Anniversery it hurts in me, to know the one I trusted was rusted, when Ronnie was rush-ed
J-Will was a dirty motha fucka, Bullet chucka, holes in every fucka, Ronnie died that aftanoon, still no justice, fuck this
I wanna take it into my own hands, change the Time's sands, I wish I had to chance, To End J-Will's mental dance

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This situation were facin is straight up amazin see....
mods do all they can but all the frontlines.....ZZzzzzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzz
you gotta vote to get votes...but then no one returns the fav...
seriously kids give me a headache think my shits bout to cave...
then you get voters who only vote to get it back..give a fuck about the rap..
then Cprogress's new program the fuck is that crap...
so if you ever do do the impossible and get a battle closed...
they come through and just take away all the herb votes...
all thats on frontlines is herbs and why punish the MC...
if anything leave the vote and take credits......see....
cause then they have to vote...and then my shit gets closed...
then my heartbeat slows down..and my rage doesn't explode..
onto the freestyle cypher seriously battlin now adays stinks...
cause motherfuckers on their high horse are to good to follow links...
its not everyone but its enough to make me write this..
used to love to wait to get feedback now i get nothin but dickryders...
Under took this with punches....hit up the shit in my sig...suck a dick..
you didn't even read the verses then don't go make up some shit..
go to hell to lazy bitches that destroy this communtiy leave me a link..
I follow through at least every 2 of 3..I can't do it all and no one is helpin me..
SO y'all can suck my dick............peace