first ill stake out ya house for a month or two/
learn ya schedule, know ya everystep before u move/
take out members of ya crew, one by one/
cause other then its apperreance fit pick dont stun/
now its jus u and ya ace boune, but pretty soon/
he'll get takin to makin u repent all ya sins/
ice pick ya ya mans face off disguise myself as him/
now i took ya mans place dog ya survivals lookin slim/
so eventaully ya only friend is me now u depend n me/
but im ya enemy so i sip some pills in ya henneizy/
drag u out through the woods tie u up to a tree/
duck tape ya mouth leave, then come back in a week/
gringe you in alchohal cut ya legs off at the thigh/
and use and ice pick to carve my name in ya eyes/

lol stupid but i was also bored.

next weapon ............ tazer

what the fucks a tazer i'am murda you with out the burna only with the racer blad that can fracioner's your nuts from your body cut that fake prodoce you call hot ness in half have your holl set crash like the twin towers theres no boundery between me and the illist killers im the realist killer of the internet set the best of weopen brutalty niggas tellin me that my domes twisted cus i dislocated your holl body and you still dint get the point dis joint ever thing connceted to you but the razer blad strat throw you hold it to your eye and let you decide how it goes in to you

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vote battle

illbing aka u.g vs hottnessdefined
ill bing aka u.g vs fotosynthesis
ill bing aka u.g vs d. cepth shun

next weapon... lets try vida gererras ass again.

look im going of the top of the dome strat fresh from the home comp i stomp yawl niggas with my foot the heal the toos crush your head in half or swished like a bug not popen you with the slugs of the metal we settle it with the hands and the feet see we live another day to say i wiped that dues ass instead of i releace the clips on his click infront of his crib now lets see him crip on

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vote battle

illbing aka u.g vs hottnessdefined
ill bing aka u.g vs fotosynthesis
ill bing aka u.g vs d. cepth shun

new weapon...brass knuckles...



brass knuckles, rounds up, you better duck cuz at the last moment I'm turnin ya face into ground chuck/
thats a cheap shot, fuck that its a need brought by the fag look in yo face...ya lucky I aint squeeze shots/
cuz when the, middle knuckle connect and ya shit buckles I flex... stuff you in the trunk of a junk lex/

Yo i murder wit tha next word.........Bullets,
fuck a gat i dont need to pull it,
ill take it out of the chamber put it to ya skin and push it,
till it bursts through ya rib cage,
im in a rage cause i got a blunt filled wit sage,
i dont need a blade,
give me a cap and a strong arm,
and the intentions to do bodily harm..............................A Tissue

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Quote:

Originally Posted by Indeph Lyricalsolja you illy on the sickness tip.

Man if u think i can't kill u wit a tissue u got something coming
When i'm finished with u, you'll wish u were running
when you saw me with a tissue pushing it down your throat
Snuck upon u in ur sleep wearing my assasins coat
Your gonna feel some pain when i hit your voice box with a tissue
Be terrified, dude, i got a tissue issue

Next weapon: Half a brick in a sock

I bash ya brain in brick fragments stuck in ya facial features
See my sock and brick is a good motivational teacher
Hard heavy and easy to swing with good momentum
And when he get hit aint no coming back where i send um
Sock all bloody i been beating his ass for awhile
Both his cheeks gone he stuck with a permant smile
Brick cracked but i wont stop till its dusty ashes
And im done busting his head into crusty patches
Sock broke pieces of the brick all over the place
And half the shit still stuck in the hole in his face


next weopon-lighther

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ur body inflamed .. smoke comin off ur attire//
barelly noticed ur frame...shit!...im no joke wit a lighter//
this boys a fighter hes resistin the fires flame//
hes soon ta expire ...his voice cry'n wit pain//
beggin the lord for a drop of rain..or even a slight wind//
burnin flesh makes me gringe.. his skin bubbled on the right of his chin//
police passed tha scene came back an got sick//
what he seen was toxic..vommit reached his lip//
grabbed his gut tha stinch smashed his spleen//
lookin at a fiend that got fucked up wit a bic an sum gas-o-line...

.....next weapon is a pencil.....

If im gonna write a verse with this pencil
It will be old testament. smite the infidile!
I'll stick it threw you ear into your brain
After 10 minutes of torture you wont feel no pain
Look like frankenstein with his nuts and bolts
but me pushin a pencil in your brain will be stopping your pulse

next weapon...... A battered fish

Man, I'ma Drag You Out 2 Sea n Beat U Wit A FISH...
I'm Cookin Nigguhz Like Shrimp n Lobster So U Could Say Your The 'MAIN DISH..!'

WTF? This Nigguh Got Me Rappin Bout Things That Live In The WATER...
''Plenty Of Fish'' In The Sea So I Threw Out The Hook n Caught 'Ozzys' DAUGHTER..

If I Knew She Was Whale I Wouldda Threw Her Rite Back...
Her Stanky Fishy Pussy Smelt Worse Than A JOCKSTRAP.......

Next Weapon Is Brick...

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on dis weapons cypher shit im killin this bitch
lyrically inclined, stackin these wins like im buildin with bricks
listen hombre, u dont want drama wit da kid
we talkin bout weapons and i bet he dont even noe wat a brick is
hide to hide da stash cuz this bitch nigga will take all dat u got
im buildin a dynasty wit cyment and his career is da perfect spot

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