Aight dog u aint got shit agaist me/
I aint got no wepon b/
THis shit makes no sence but just remember when i slice u wit my new'ist cd/
Please see that this sentance like a caged demon will kill you in your sleep/
You need god himself too replenish the anger of how i could rip your head off with only by bare teeth/
I never once said i was a gangster, but ill still faithfully make you bleed/
So im leavin the next dude to soothfully kill me with a killer be/
So g have fun and remember to kill me with a timber n let me rest in peace/

Next Wepon = Tree

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if u fuck wit Konsept then u will be screamin ~R.I.P~/
cuz u like "George of the Jungle"...so "watch out ~for my tree~"/
I'll put ur head in the ground just like an ~ostrich do~/
I'll have the tree rip ur asshole and ur eye ~sockets too~/
this ~obsticle~ is like a 50 caliber cuz it's un~dodgeable~/
shove the tree up ur ass and turn u into a human ~popsicle~/

next weapon-paper

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I Only Spit Wit The B.E.S.T.

It won't take a month for me to cover you in paper cuts/
Pour salt on ya, stuff ya mouth and then I'll tape it up/
Open up a notebook, grab a page and take a rip/
Make an origami gun and insert a couple paper clips/
You're skatin on thin ice and my paper's gettin thinner/
I'll murda your rock, you better spit with scissors/

Next Weapon=Sock And Soap (like in Full Metal Jacket)

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Never seen Full Metal Jacket, but I know what a soap and sock is//
How I know? Cause I strangle ya with the sock, before I grind up the bar and sell it like coke kid//
In case anyone try to cop my shit, I keep my sock cocked and ready to rock skin//
You may laugh, gotta make lunch money somehow in elementary when ya ten//

Next Weapon: Keyboard

fuck what the cross costs ill stab you from a-cross /
the counter, this cross has an unnatural power/
stab through your heart and make your viens flower/
Red flowers blooming all "over-the-floor"/
yet my heart is getting "colder-for-more"/


Next WEOPON !!!!----=====fire poker

Shapr pain in ya neck as ya brain melts and empyty's onto the ground....
but when i be takin this shit out it makes a sizzilin sound...
don't gotta fire my rounds when i can puncture yo skin...
gotta make sure to heat this shit up before i stick it in...
shit sounds disguistin when it enters yo gut....
this the typa shit that mke cerial killers bust a nut

NExt weapon SLING SHOT

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yo I lov to kill cats with a sling shot//
shootin crack heads in tha face on the feins block//
kilt this cat while the whole scean watched//
shootin diffrent glass, rocks, and pebbles//
I could shoot hell from here and pop the devil//
sling shot not the glock for this rebel//

oh.... next weapon is a toothbrush

Fight or flight dawg, When my crew rush, you in fear/
Leavin ya fucked up wit a toothbrush in the ear/
Cover mt toothbrush wit toothpaste, about 3,000 pounds/
So maybe you could spit fresh before I knock the teeth out ya mouth/
It ain't a mystery on how this hoe stay depressed/
I got lots of ammo, take ya pick, Colgate or Crest/
^lol

Next weapon-a feather

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i'm gonna expose youe spine/this is a murders rhyem/i'm gonna cut you open with a dull bottle cap/rip you into pieces and in presto, zap/i done ripped you open wit a bottle cap/take out your heart/and put it in a cart/full of blood/take it and give it to jaminejpre/so he can take it and worship it/but i don't think he'll have the wit/


next weapon: a ruler

im grabbin your face, grabbin this ruler
stick it to ya, there goes your eye
motherfuckin i aint lettin you die, just yet
im sharpenin it up thrust it your arse,
you seen in to deep, leave your body in parts,
performin dark rituals with your heart,


next weapon: ninja star

you think you big i'll kill ya wit a ninja star/trust me it'll leave a scar/then i'll beat you wit a bar/run over you wit a car/take the star and shove it down your throut/jus' like on the show murder she wrote/tie you to a tree/kick you in the balls/slam you up against a wall/jus' like alittle rag doll/jus' to see how hard you fall/

next weapon- chainshaw

firlst of all kbug all they gave you was a star not a car nor a bar so ima slash n dash your ego so i can freeflow about your body parts they'll be wheeled off on carts my chainsaw will reap my vengeance upon your lyrical slither i might sound bitter but this next rappers gunna kill me with a wig that'll fit her

ha yea you wanna run me down i'll put your face in the ground that chainsaw of yours ha yea its outta gas so just go slither back to your hole before i rip apart your sole hats off to the rappers but that wig fits fine thanks for asking so just quit basking in your words i smacked you down like its over hold applauses for the follower

next weapon=cement