I'll Lace my msn messenger with hyper lighted pixels,
You better brace your chin when your pupils explode into icicles,
and You'll implode when I expose you to this radiation flow,
Peel your skin back, turn out the lights, and watch your bones glow,
Im a prone pro you homo,
I buried this G-eCuA with all his little packs of powder,
Attack this coward, with a flesh eating disease, Now....rest devoured.

Next Weapon: Dill Pickle

^ LOL

I speak so sharp i'd slice u wit a dill pickle visious
Right across ur forehead and really slpit ya visions
Talk shit but u'z a lame newb not worth the juice....
Just use the pickle and stab u through child abuse!
What kinda asshole leaves a pickle in the cypher thats wack..
Hit you wit Dill-ingers make you feel like u smokin crack!
Flat on his back put the jar around his head like a hat...
Damn that fitted look strapped, so tight air is just trapped!
Face the facts, plainly unskilled thats all you are...
This fag......
Lef me wit a pickle i killed him, suffucated him with the jar!

next weapon: iraq

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ey sweet u left me iraq
now i can have fun and send some gondies on yo ass
yo i got mah weapon of mass destruction
mix yo blood up wit some fuel combuction
wait tell mah lil terrerists hit up yo place
have yo ass on da ground rip ya eyes rite outta ya face
judge didnt wan take it ta court cuz its 2 horrble of a case
hey u wannid iraq i juss gave u a taste

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wussup ey

good!!!! no weapon
i'll use lines

I got six lines to express unlimited animosity
five lines left to convey my ferocity
four lines to prove that yall can stop me
three lines to cause more radiation than nagasaki
two lines bust yo ass probably
one line the game is now a monoply

next weapon......verbs

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Biggie was always better than Pac, ready to die vs tupacolypse now which was better

using verbs i dominate, then kill u with a noun/
a next weapon that i use will be lyrically be profound//
splittin these verbs in text, ya die from the hex/
just fo that, imma kill another person ...... WHO'S NEXT?//
crossed up with herbs, still using verbs which extorts to an action/
carlos, will result to his death with out no satisfaction//

Next Weapon: A BELT

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Damn i Got Gun's that'll Take One's.. with You or your Son and His Sons
Split Open Bunz for Fun got Enemies on the Run Like runnin from Po's..
Know One knows I rip off your clothes like hoes but with Bullet Holes..
your Mullet Shows i aint scurred like David Banner..Like Pogs Im'a Slammer..
whammer and then cant Stand-her..shoot ya Fcae Makin it Tanner..
I-sickles Waited I'm higher and Over Trippled-X raided..Guns Nickle Plated..
teachin nicca's Lessons witha Smith n' westin Like a Teacher Im teachin Lessons.

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The next weapon is simple and plane
I'll crash into your house with an airplane
Then speed off in the 3rd lane
And I'll do it again
9 times outta ten
Carlos Barrett will win
You sufferin
cause the governor is angered by you
I chill at the buyoe
paying folks to homicide you
Not because I have to because I like to
Blumami who likes you
Name someone who got yo back
I squeeze the mack you see a flash then all black
Cause you don't know how to act


next weapon......skitzophrenia

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Biggie was always better than Pac, ready to die vs tupacolypse now which was better

Skitzophrenia Who Got It Like Me
I Got It So Bad I Dont Need Drugs To Tweek
I Do It Walkin Down The Street
While I Mumble A Beat
Im Actin So Different Now... But They Knowin Its Me
Im Gettin So Wicked Now
Like That Witch From The East
Im Talkin To A Miget Clown Like He The Size As Me
But He Understand My Pain So He Aint Gone Trip
Im Crazy...
Tied Him To A Chair So He Aint Gone Trip
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Next Weapon.......base Ball Cap

my hairs not done, but my ears are in position///
my baseball caps 4 years old but still fittin///
i rip other kats caps "bills" off, like hilary clinton///
kick your "head off" stick out my baseball cap and i catch em///
before i battle, i flip my hat backwards like Ash Catch'em///
my hats keeps the sun away like a cowboy thats Tex///
then throw it at you like Kung Lao slicin your neck



next weap: cel phone

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GangGreen

"It aint all about economy///So the fact that all these wack MC's is makin G's dont bother me///Honestly, my number one policy is quality"

I put a Yankee cap on ya and strut ya ass down ta Boston
It won't be 20 minutes till some latinos come accostin'
and while you mumble to a fake clown they hit ya in da brown
Who knew a pinstripe jersey would be your wedding gown?
ya tossed down to da ground like pedro on don zimmer
next to give your lady friend an old fashioned beantown rimmer
throw what's left of long beach in the lost and found
that bitch will know to never tread again in Boston now...

next weapon: bible

Jesus knows it and the devil must flee at his name
The devil lost the game and remains in hot flames
The same
I will ask God for revival
Body slam the devil with the words of the bible
The devil can't worry me
I grab the bible and give him surgery
Rhymes that preceed a nurcery
The devil hates it when I sing
Because singing was his thing
He led God's choir the liar
He beefed with the Lord then he retired his empire
I spit fire like scriptures of truth
The flatten the devil, the bible is all I gotta use


next weapon......rage!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Rage Vs. The Machine... Beleive The Rage In Me...
Robocop Couldnt Take These Bullets.. Shit They Came From Me...
I Puttem To Sleep...
One Shot Will Take Out His Knees...
The Other Shot Will Blow His Chest Open Severe His Spleen...
They Cant Fuck Wit Me...
They Try To Fuss Wit Me...
But They Dont Really Want It... They Know The Guts In Me...
The Rage Make It Worse... So Im Pushin Hearst...
And They Dont See The Light No More.. They Were Put In The Dirt...
And They Dont Feel The Life No More... So I Blame It On The Rage...
They Wanna Throw Me In A Cage.. I Know I Gotta Change My Ways

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Im tight with the steal dude, but you can look in my eyes and see for yourself I don't need one to kill you.

i think rappers get caught up in the rhyme and forget they gotta leave a weapon.

I love writting short lyrics cause I hate to read myself
My weapon is a fork that I'll use as resort
To disrespect of any sort
I can't extort other rappers who actors but I'll attack ya
No weapons in da club so I stab ya
Now you suffer nostalgia


next weapon......vocabulary

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a weapon that involves Vocabulary/
how extraordinary, i invision a turbulance across yo thread,with skillz that may vary//
i Demolish u and that little "PARA" u just posted/
crunchy and black is another Term for "Burned Toasted//
ashes scattered from the verbally, simutaneously,wordly and strangely ubiquious catastrophy/
a chance of you commin' back at me with a "VERSE" is not a probability//

Next Weapon: A Four Leaf Clover

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