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New to RB
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IP: ECB4 D97A
light switch flipped on, see tha boobys/
light switch is the only thing between a ugly bitch and beauty// put a chill in ya heart, flip tha switch and i kill in tha dark/ but this hip-hop remains the same with the switch-off// dont give a fuk if ya lips-soft, dont need a bag-fa-that/ get in tha darkness and tea ba bitch so bad it looks like she wearin me as a backwards-hat// proceed ta tap-that-ass, relax-n-pass/ tha fat bitch ta my homeboy turn tha lights on and he all like "wut tha fuck you bitches laughin-at?"// weapon : head shops
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Middle Weight
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IP: 9409 16AF
gassed til u can't breathe//
u can't see, lung capacity exceed// smoke everywhere smell like that canadian weed// cigars and pipe tabacco turned ya lungs black// the bongs and bowls help ya lungs collapse// eyes blood shot red, odtain catarac// too much smoke'll f*ck up ya grill like a used cadillac// burn sum zig zags and smoke it up, ain't kno u locked inside// die wit a blunt and a magazine, readin hig times// weapon.... paper clip |
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-The Shogun of the Dark-
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IP: D190 7D63
my shaolin master trained me well/
in all arts of raising hell/ im the black ken shiro,/ superhero? cant you tell?/ i make heads swell, like a pair of fresh kicks/ without the egos. is you losing your grip?/ f*ck you, you pr!ck/ i leave your body a bloody mess/ with my favourate paperclip/ mappin the stars on your chest/ 7 wounds to digest,/ yeah the kids sick/ so tell your lil sis ta get up offa my dick!/ weapon: Telekenisis / mind
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The Light
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IP: 2B0D 9133
archie? is that your name? k. lets party/
using mind control over you is how i win.. thats only partly// i leave you dismantled, and with no more smart cracks to pop back/ leave you beat up and clapped back, wit ya skull hanging out ya ball cap// using my mental powers, i slice you a fuckin throat hole/ i been bold, take off ya ear lobe, make you swallow it, lame hoe// metaphisically, bury ya body inside of ya own cerebral/ i hate smashin noobs who pose as ill people// drop the keyboard, stick to slayin wit penicils/ killin lames like you is the reason im truly mental// next weapon - Bike Spokes |
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Suspended: Cheating
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IP: C1DA C961
Yo
Its simple i dont even fight folks But if a nigga tryin to act street i run em ova get him caught in my bike spokes Have em injured for days cause his body in rotation And now i always use my bike its the shottis replacement The wounds are all bruised and puffy spokes stabbed him so bad he scared to pick up and use a huffy lol NExt weapon: throwback Johnny Unitas jersey |
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Flyweight
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IP: 4289 77F4
ill murder a nigga wit any thing i get my hands on if they really think they worthy
like back in the slavery days i'll ring ya neck but not wit a rope but wit a throwback jersey i dont have no compasion for niggaz i'll even throw ya out a window or blow ya back wit a 12 gauge have in the air like the jordan symbol
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yall niggaz just like the u.s.army bein all u can be but u fuckin wit the king so show respect and bow 2 ya knees ![]() |
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Flyweight
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IP: 4289 77F4
next weapon-glass bottle
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yall niggaz just like the u.s.army bein all u can be but u fuckin wit the king so show respect and bow 2 ya knees ![]() |
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New to RB
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IP: FAD9 BD2A
i'm as crazy ass the come, try an stab a nicca wit a plastic bottle/
full throttle like dem angels pitchin a glass bottle/ nolan ryan what eva u want i'm supplin/ i'm not lyin u tryin to get craved up shss dat tone i'm implyin/ find a old coke glass bottle lodged in head still wit the label/ it aint a story more like a fable, gat keep jammin glass bottle ready willin an able/ it aint a bar fight crack dis nicca wit a 40 oz, and bounce/ try some chopsticks |
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New to RB
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IP: 24A3 0EF0
im sat in the resterant eatin my chow mein
flikin chopstiks with no paticular aim then this 6ft man steps up and said "you wanna take this outside" so i said yeah and grabed theese chop sticks that were by my side the this bloke held me up agaist the wall not 4gettin that he was 6ft tall then i kicked this guy right in the stomach dropped to my feet and wached him plummet i went crazy let of like a rocket and rememberd about those chopsticks in my pocket got em' ready and stabbed him in the eye i think this guy started to cry i went crazy or maybe insane shoved em' so far up his nose it touched his brain i got this other one poised and ready to kill i began to imagine thing sick and ill i began to stab i got faster this was gonna take mor than one plaster the last stab was deffinitly the best i stabbed it so hard it went straight through his chest i heard a big crack rolled this dude over it had come oute his back next weapon:microphone
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DISTURBING THA PE@CE |
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Banned: Cheating
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IP: F957 559E
Oh my a mic.*
So he wanna give me a mic, aight thats cool- Cause I'm bout to show this kat that I an spit & I aint no muthafuckin fool= Nah that I got a mic I'm bout to bring the real lyrikal destruktion- Spittin volts and hot lava like I'm a volcano eruption- After many years of sleeping the giant is awaken and I aint stoppin at nothing= Till I got a chrome mic in one hand 50, 000 souls in the other- From malignin kats over and over like an ass whippin from ya mother- Only in the lords name am I ya brother- & thats it cause when it comes to spittin I grab my mic & make niggihz get undercover- Wit my micraphone I send niggihz home, cause I'm a lethal weapon like Mr. Glover= Spittin tactial for-ces- leaving you unnatural choi-ces- The agonizing pain of niggihz defeat, to many noi-ses= Spittin it thru the wire like Kayne till my throat get moist shit- Call me 007 wit a mic that got a trigger next to the off button, that get ya boys hit- After I spit yall all drop, all yall hearts stop, then my lungs drop from the rage that I just spit- Like I was in a cage and I just got ripped- It was just that quick- Damn I'm getting thirsty, blood, I need a sip- Call me a omnivore- cause after I fuck em I feed on my whore- And now that I'm done its time to use ya head to clean the floor. |
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Banned: Cheating
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IP: F957 559E
next......a C4 detinator
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New to RB
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IP: EBF6 94F1
with a package of C4 and a detinator
its self explanatory don't need a disclaimer trying to tell me how to rip this bitch stand here and watch while i flip this switch boom, there it goes a blast of light you lost the fight, and thats it good night Weapon: lighter |
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New to RB
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IP: F2E1 2D3F
i knock your ass out start burnin your eyes wit a lighter/
they said you stood up, where a fighter/ I guess just a pussy wit an attitude/ cut you into 20 peices put you in a casket lay you under 6 foot latitude/ the voices in my head call me sick twisted insane/ so i got a bottle of propane/ burnt you family through in and out and choked um on the top of the staircase/ wit a chain/ the funny thing is i only bought this lighter to light a cigerette/ LOL thats all bitch good night!/ |
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New to RB
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IP: F2E1 2D3F
oh sorry
weapon: bowling pin |
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ROFL @ u niggas since '04
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IP: 9EF2 7F0D
this bitch aint make sence muchless left a weapon....
fuck it.... Next weopon brass Knucklez. |
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