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07-25-05, 08:02 PM
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IP:
Well.. shit gets borin these days.. now someone define that
While fat kids go to McDonald's.. just to buy Big Mac's These faggots are wack.. ur rhymes are forced to be bent Some kids can't read these days.. So I suggest you all.. to get some reading assignments Your times spent.. so finish now.. cuz ur times up.. bitch & don't mess wit me son.. Or I'll just break yo face.. neck.. legs.. and ur wrists Fuckin snitch.. it comes to thinkin wit these damn freestyles You may say ur verse is free.. but no-one wants ur style Makin this worth a while.. and ur whole rhymin-shit is just poor People call me Sik Wit It.. And they aint talkin about the And¹ Mixtape Tour Your just a whore.. hah.. ur rhymes doesn't seem to amaze me You.. comin hot? Well.. ya girl told me.. that she wasn't comin at all lately Ya shits shady.. & I'll put u on hold.. like i was an operator But.. u servin more shitty-punches.. than restraunt waiters Damn haters.. u aint on my level.. and u aint from the hood Only time you can ketchup on ^ that.. Is when ur put on food Not in the mood i see.. ur pathetic ass is just a wussy And seeing a cat.. Is the only time you'll ever see pussy Ya can't dodge me.. so step back.. before u get smack'd up Plus.. u had 24hrs to live.. but believe it or not.. ya time is up
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..The Council..
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08-02-05, 11:00 AM
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Odi et Amo
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Quietly laying underneath an oak tree, birds singing their song The blistering sun shining down on me, twenty-four hours long Pressuring heat burns my skin, sweat dripping of my forehead Shadow of leaves cannot win against powerful radiation shed And so my soul is craving for the night to come release me Longing to bathe in the cool moonlight which will set me free I slowly close my grayish blue eyes while awaiting the dark A desire rises for the sun's demise, sleep I wish to embark Blurred darkness steadily taking over, filling me with relief Warmth disappears; moon plays her role in easing my grief
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08-02-05, 03:36 PM
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pain is weakness leaving the body
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IP:
the most underated, least debated
M.C. on the mic but still catch the most hatred your boy's gifted, definitely the sickest and slickest to slide on other emcees like they is rediculous and silly and simple, for even steppin' to me, any flaw in you is nothin' but a weapon to C reppin' the C-O but don't call me lil Bowwow i murder wannabe emcees that feel they should wild out and i ain't fake, know i'm poor so don't be rappin' bout money broke as a joke wit' less changes of clothes than Doug Funny but even with my issues i would leave u a mess let my girlfriend nina kiss u and put a hole in your chest
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 "I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..." -Konchance my poetry: untitled |
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08-02-05, 08:18 PM
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NO SURRENDER
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You dont breathe-easy when i leave all you cowards-attacked
I cause more cotraversy than when the towers-collapsed My spits take time, leave the hours-elapsed this is the future blast back from the past, bitches still rockin flowers get smashed hunt ya down like ya powders were tracked Im to fast for you wacks who cant handle the pace I get on the mic and its a scandal in place call me italics because my angles are raised say your a croud man but have never been praised your bars are parks the way their old and played bring your crew at me, fuck it they get told the same your shit aint appealin its just old and lame!! pretty wuick, w/e.
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08-03-05, 05:40 PM
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pain is weakness leaving the body
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no cessetion of an outkast, fuck the mainstream
that lacks depth perception reality is not as it seems what would anyone do without their dreams i'd die without the hope of a contract, chains filled with shiny things suede boots dyed in every shade of color when i finally get my deal i'm gon' have it made brother but til then i'm out of control when this shit's tee'd off so we can battle, but look out when u piss me off
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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..." -Konchance my poetry: untitled |
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08-04-05, 07:20 PM
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Middle Weight
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diz 1 here is jus a quick drop
i spit more complexed lyrics dat might people think it'z alot of brodes on here who claim G but rock pink// tha rhyming game i flex is unlike ne otha emcee str8 fleas i'ma "Boogeyman" how i make wankstaz not wanna get seeked// most who play tha role of hard r really soft as a piece of cornbread cuz if u disrespect i'll send slugs 2 ya drome like u wearing a 'HeadBand'//
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 Choose words carefully when you address me
You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me |
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08-04-05, 10:28 PM
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Middle Weight
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wat makes me mad is how cats be on the site n don't battle
they stay on LL,thinking they dope,socializing and tattle I wish all of them die and stay virgins forever,fuck them they on this site 24/7,cause no girl wanna suck them i bet on the streets i'll be able to fuck them up then teach them a lesson on shutting up |
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08-10-05, 11:20 AM
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Flyweight
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Thinking about you..I love operating where the chrowd fools
Look at us..like villianous crooks that clutched town jewels Then escapes..without passports..we'll go to Venice, stay In the safe spots..and blaze pot until it's the end of May And we just in August..so be true..don't crush my promise What I discarded..shows you..a royal flush wit garments I'll clutch a cartridge..to make sure..you're safer than RBI's Con others, we hardly try..wit ya hair curly as Arby's fries It's not rare at heart..ya dare to spark two on preparation Try to fuck me over..I'll rip you off..like coupon preforations |
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08-10-05, 03:09 PM
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New to RV
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IP:
Theres rappers on here with skills nothin more than fictious
Your slippin and your tired rhymes will leave ya sleepin wiv fishes I dont boast to be the best but at least im on the Upper tier Leavin bitches appearing worse than affleck in the sum of all fears I write to be finest and floss to be greatest rapper of my kind Im like the head drug dealer no one beating my lines
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08-12-05, 03:04 AM
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New to RV
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Yessir, it's BIG BOSS, and im bringin a hit//
People line up to see me like fiends line up for bricks// Im on top of my game, so naturally niggaz hate// Im throwin up tha "O", Fuck Omarion im reppin' tha "O-State"// Im hot in and out, you niggaz is half baked// Yo im hot and i cant stop like a bus wit no brakes...(LOL  )JUST A LITTLE SOMETHIN...LMAOOO
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316.gif)  PUNCH THAT BITCH!!!PUNCH THAT BITCH!!! VOTE ON MY BATTLES... BIG BOSS V.S. #1 Prospect... BIG BOSS V.S. PhreeNapdizzle... |
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08-12-05, 07:29 AM
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New to RV
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IP:
Fuck With OX, get smashed lika a 'pair a rocks' , stay grindin... Quick... ta make ya 'stare a glock'
my words produce like 'parents cock' leave ya appearence so chopped it'll help baby'z walk// I'm ending this fad..U bitches be walking a 'fine line' what I grip will shorten ya 'time-line' , I spit devine-ryhme/ my lead words 'sharp in their stab' raise ya vocab or meet the carpenters-dad// I got a mosberg mouth..I'm 'ejecting shotty sparks' then 'sic disecting' and 'inspecting body parts' u bitches 'die reflecting' the way u were born.....A PUSSY TORN APPART!!!! |
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08-12-05, 11:53 AM
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pain is weakness leaving the body
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lookin' for y'all, to look at the cooks skills,
no one can battle me, fuck wit the fire and get grilled enemy casualties, stack up like my chips if i went to Vegas with a couple hundred aces on my hip anyone lookin' for WAR, come on and battle me u can't win, just face the RAW/REALITY real recognizes real so i'm lookin' for talent and a crew wit dudes at my level, somebody give me a challenge -damn i'm good, Chip
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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..." -Konchance my poetry: untitled |
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08-16-05, 07:33 PM
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Coming to Kill you All
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IP:
Test me,go ahead,I'll slap u in ya face,turn it 360,make ya my own slave
cuz I got the lyrics that the hoes rave,it blows u away,and makes ya soul raise So all you faggots,nerds,and herbs alike better watch wat it is you say, fore I unconceal my machette,and transform ya crotch in a maze then lemme listen to you tout,about how you get head when I load it up,and plague ya bones with lead,n ya dead Wonder why it is you breathing meds?well it's cause I just plastered ya lungs Puttin my hand in ya mandible,introducing ya ass to your tongue So now you just smelt ya shit,along with a whippin,from when ya felt my skriptz But at least give thanks to me hoe,I at least gave ya hell to skip cuz fuck that guy named Satan too,I'm more evil,when I make the blatant moves But I'm the type a guy you'd never catch on the late night news cuz no one's close to eclipsin my ability to erasin the clues n in rap,the bitches and hoes,they say,"ooh,violence is played, but not wit me NK's the only emcee dialing the sun's rays N now,I'm hearing ya'll say dat ya miss me,when I'm the reason ya brother's dead but you also forget...you can find me anytime,chilling between ya mother's legs!! |
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08-17-05, 11:12 PM
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Whys That?
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IP:
excersion in a word perversion in a herb so drunk we serving in reverse new curse with a positive twist stay wise so we abolish the risk my knowledge is thick virtually ,literally never learnt off literaccy so critisize me but if this guy be in a position i see a desicions likley to imprison my glee im precision ryming but it isnt my scene to be given hydings in a minute ill be so legit but moneys allways running out of my life im doubting my strife could reverse me cause im going forward like im converting reverse's pushing life to the edge like im swerving curse's lyrical outburts making you shiver no mistaking i deliver at the point of perfection sending your mind diffrent directions like thoughts intersections |
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08-20-05, 11:21 PM
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Coming to Kill you All
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IP:
hatred consumes inside the eyes of a raging patron confused mutual anger confinin his heart while tryna float without an anchor color gets duller with every blink n desiring to bust shots like a tanker stimulation on the fury ignited from the assembled buggers sad it is indeed,commiting suicide cuz he resembled his mother it was like starin with ur enemy when he looked in the mirror contempt towards him from others,not stubborness,made him a killer rap detail came to no avail from self-destructedin life in the trail only finishing close to last,in his life,there was no "roads or paths' it was all a straight trail,made from the demon celestial above nothing in this world could describe how much he desired bestial love Last edited by Natural killa : 08-20-05 at 11:29 PM. |
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