I am gun kill you with a Klingon Battl'ith...
Thats the weapon I gun kill you with...
Dont know what it is, but it will do the job...
Makes you look all bloody.. callin you a slob...
THis is the end of your life you got killed...
Gotta go get my Klingon Battl'ith Filled...

Next Weapon - Swiffer Sweaper

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I'm a beast bruh,
Gangsta all in my features,
Run in your crib and hit your bitch wit a swiffer sweeper,
Or da ready mop before dinners ready or hot,
Spill her blood on da floor like it's spaghetti sauce,
I don't always need a gun i make tha most of what i got,
Le'ts see if tha next person can handle a poisoned dart.

next=poisoned dart

look up to find a dart pasted in your thigh//
stated your will and imitate your life before you die//
veins popp out look like you buffer than the hulk//
look like you buy steriod tablets in the bulk//
feds look for evidence//
cook up books of residence//
cant find me i jumped the state and become an immagrant//

next weapon-duct tape

yo ill put duct tape,
around your face,
tie you up and run around wit a cape,
so you sufficate,
cause im crazy and dont have a concience to tell me to wait,
and even if i did it was already to late,
your in my basement,
tied to a chair and faceless.

Next Weapon: Two Giant Magnets

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I gun grap a dude and put a metal disc in his head...
grab to gaint magnets and put one on each side...
It gun hurt and be painful.. prolly end up lying dead...
Its gun strech your head apart.. like 20 inches wide...
Thats the end of you.. throw you in a garbage bin...
That see the next guy kill someone with a Rolling Pin...

Next - Rollin Pin

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"Get Down Or Get Fuck'd Up EASY!"

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"Get Down Or Get Fuck'd Up EASY!"

Im like biggie smalls the way I stab wit the Ice Pick ...
Stab your toung to your balls so you can give your balls a lick...
Im sick.. like cancer my pick leavin you freezin...
stab a couple other mother fuckers fo no damn reason...
throw you in the back of my car and go full throttle...
Until someone can kill me with a broken beer bottle...

Weapeon - Broken Beer Bottle

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beer beer beer beer beer
fear fear fear fear fear
peer peer peer peer peer
I KKILLLE DYOU WITHA
BROKENA BEER BOTTEL HIPPIE
DETH DETH DETHD ETH DETH


- next weapon: HNO3 (nitric acid)

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what the hell was that?.. you cant even rap.. looks like you only joined to have a rapperz... lol, well Ima kill you wit HNO3 now...

I am gun punish mullet to a certain degree...
Cant rap gun kill her with some H-N-O-3...
If you dont know what that is, its acid...
gun kill you so I can go on being placid...
Thats the end of you and the end of BatGirl...
I wanna see the next person kill me wit a pearl...

Next Weapon - A Pearl

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so dis the weapon u be leavin me/
a pearle to kill this G killaz mc/
let me show u a way..it's ez/
shove it down his throat while he's a sleep/
inhale exhale u'll soon be dead bitch/
this pearl..carries white golds hits/
u begin to choke, i'm suckin on ure moms tits/
night night have a nice sleep bitch/


Weapon- a marble

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of all the moronic weopons you compose//
you chose to get a marble choked up in ya nose//
you rose to fame in surgical history//
one snort off a marble u livin in misery//
so much annoyance u decide to end it//
suicide is ur only choice, doctor reccomended//
unless u grow out ur hair surgery is unattractive//
grow up with a broke nose like micheal jackson//

next weapon- carpet knife

Fuk a box cutter...dis Carpet knife will claim ya life-
Leave K4p reachin in a tunnel of bright white...light-
Yeh that's Right.....
Carpet munchin whore....feel the wrath of my sliced up floor...
When I pull an rip hardcore...watch ya own blood pour...
Life's in a blur....
Who woulda thought.....life at it's end.....witta harmless tool,
God damn fool....shoulda lived life to it's fullest..steada sippin O'doul's....

next weapon....
Crayon

back in the first grade, I use to be a slave to the rave/ I smack kids with building blocks, but they were to quick to break/ so I started a search that involved ouigy boards and grandma Saiyons/ but instead, CueBalls bitch ass came out with a box of Crayola Crayons/ but I was down, quick to kill at skewl/ Mr. Hilton tryed me, so I sayed "fuck it" and stabed the fool/ wrote my name on his chest, was like "Carlos waz here"/ then colored his skin a bit, or at least till it started to disapear/

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