Chorus2x:
Livin` through hell.. tryin` to get out..tryin` to make bail/
In a cell.. not knowin` where..can`t trace back on my trail/
Devil on my back........ and the whole world`s on-me/
never ending stor-y, I guess there`s no hope for-me/

Nate:
Flames burnin..I have inner visions, no truth..so I keep on wishin`/
I speak..and they don`t even listen, I`m becomin` a memory of premonition/
embrace extinction..all alone with nothin` but my thoughts/
While I wrought..forever in the world..seein` what I could of had, but lost/
no pause,memories of my life fade and my lost of infatuation/
of my loves and my cares, watchin` as my life has now been taken/
I can`t take it..I wish the people who I loved were usurped from my memory/
but they imbedded in me, I see reflections of my life full of symmetry/
everything lost that was handed to me, I have nothin` to show/
been made a joke..life is cracked..spills like eggs full of yolk/
you don`t know..all this pain..sticks like a root through my veins/
in my brain..leavin` stains..separated from love by the flames/
hail like rain,breakin` my masked face, strikin` me every second/
soul attenuated from demons reachin` in me undetected/
and it`s excessive,forced into isolation,and cascaded from my blessings/
deteriorating slowly is the description and livin` in hell is the setting../

Max:
If it wasn’t for bad luck I d have no luck at all/
A man is not measured by how hes on top but how he picks himself up aftr he falls/
Lifes like a crank call, you think is for you,but then you realize ya chances are small/
That’s why I stay on call, the devil wan` brawl/
And I don’t lolligag, hesitate or even stall/
Stompin out hells inferno/Nickas gonna learn yo,/
My instincts similar to maternal/I hold the secrets like the Cornel/
Jumpin through hoops and up and over hurdles/
Hell is hot garenteed to make ya milk curdle/
That’s why I wrote this in my Journal/
Livin in a world where is best to be nocturnal/
Or in a shell like a turtle/
Runnin but going no where like a track circle/
Don’t make Max hurt you/
In a millon degrees of heat I wont sweat it/
m.cs be prostetic, in desprate need of a medic/
should be apologetic, the world seems pathetic/
but shush! I wont tell/
I got gasoline drawers and im takin a trip to hell/
What the da fugg - oh well/

Chorus2x:
Livin` through hell.. tryin` to get out..tryin` to make bail/
In a cell.. not knowin` where..can`t trace back on my trail/
Devil on my back........ and the whole world`s on-me/
never ending stor-y, I guess there`s no hope for-me/

*Gemini Steppin out the Darkness*
the last breathes in my mouth,filled wit pain hate and anger/
feels like my bodys whole existence,was locked in a bomb hangar/
im in danger,my existence is gettin phased/
living this crap excuse for a life,doin things i think pays/
in a daz,my times on earth could pass soon/
i know i aint been a good soul,but would still have R.I.P. on my death tomb/
i fought for fun,and lived life as a sex aholic/
but never have i went over to the side, to take X or no deathifyin Narcotik/
what would i do,if my hell would end/
i would make peace,and reunite wit my pen/
its a unholy sin,when i write things and my heart feels bad/
making the street paper,but interiorly my soul is sad/
mayne gemini is wat i am,wit a tat wit Sad and happy faces/
but if i die the next day,will i make it to the finer places/ ~1~

***enter the arch
red eyes open/
welcome to the end of hope man/
if your here; your souls gone/
comiserations to famz/
this is the seventh level of the lair of the devil/
where all the demons revel/
in making human necks bevel/
and twist/
aint no place worse than this/
welcome to the source of all the worlds bullsh*t/
icy flames and damnation niggaz with horns blazin/
gats that kill nations/
immune to radiation/
i see satan sittting on his throne, encouraging the hate/
every evil act we do helps widen his gate/
picture arch in chains crucified/
without christ on his side/
gettin tortured by the devil/
trying to bring me to his level/
making promises of eternal orgies/
and crazy stories/
make murders like michael vorhees/
be the black bill gates with more cheese/
promises and lies/
garnished with a slice of truth/
i don`t buy satans lies so he kicks me with the hoof/
my mouth bleedin/
and now im tasting my own blood even/
my mind aint with the pain its with my momma grievin/
in the crowd i see hitler, ghenghis and rasp/
sh*t i can even see some homies/
still wearing their masks/
hells like a jail cell without no yard time/
demons slide inside you then dismantle your mind/
make you question yourself/
you physical and mental health/
but your bodys in the mud rotting, eating itself/
***arch out

Chorus2x:
Livin` through hell.. tryin` to get out..tryin` to make bail/
In a cell.. not knowin` where..can`t trace back on my trail/
Devil on my back........ and the whole world`s on-me/
never ending stor-y, I guess there`s no hope for-me/

uh oh!, its time for the arch to spit/
just cos i be low key dont mean you hoes can forget/
i battle MC`s frequently/
this morning i ate 3/
i aint a spice girl but everyones a Wannabe/
me?, i wannabe the next baby daddy to Mel B/
or maybe arch`ll go he picking and find me Halle berry/
enough about h0e sh*t i can get em any time/
don`t confuse my pimp for punk and we can be just fine/
im from up north but round here we dirtier than the south/
thats why theres plenty girls round here who keep arch up in they mouth/
im tryna expand minds and not just a n*ggaz ego/
but some n*ggaz dont compute like my name was C3P0/
what i R2 do to you with leave you left han solo/
then show you shoalin wrath like you was fighting against bolo/
im a one man war and thats exactly what you saw/
lets hope you forget quick though cos im about to get raw/
i dont like leaving witnesses unless its in a ditch/
and i get truly mediEVIL when i find me a snitch/
kill you softly but arch aint known to be a fugee/
i`d rather string you up just for saying you knew me/
im erratic have you breathin like an asmatic/
i beat you down in surgeon gloves thats made out of elastic/
no DNA so you know i wont need to go away/
and if you ever try to creep? well that`ll just make my day/
only niggaz i bus for?/
Nate, Tank and blazin/
only girl i trust?/
well thats my girl rage man/
darksiders be my family forever/
going agains us? thats the opposite of clever!/

arch out

Natetradamus:

It`s da Dark team causin` wrecks and collisions/
you *bleep*es, we turn to cinder on you left-overs from dinner/
I`m goin` Mach 5.. like a jet.. goin` full blast /
A sonic boom when I blaze makin` the victims an aftermath,/
in the past...stacked full, suited up and ready/
I cut their insides out with sharp rhymes, like a machetti/
I keep it steady with my lyrical beam, it`s a one hitta quitta/
made them *bleep*es, now they sing soprano when they once were tenors/
I`m sinista, Imma straight wreckin` Texan administa/
They got no formula to figure me out, so I`m just labeled an enigma/
To sum it up Imma Sigma.. the sum of what you hatas hate/
but it is what is.. you can`t fu(k with Nate the Great/
You gotta taste from Lt Stomp- a- Trick and that big body Tank/
Now it`s time for a dosage from the bomber to end your fate/
Ain`t nowhere for you to hide the darkness seeps through walls/
and we taken` over this here, we bosses, we make laws/
Too bad for all you *bleep*es who are scared of the dark/
Cause our reign here is forever, and this sh!t is the start/

*hook*

-after tha hook-

*Tanker Steps Back On Tha Stage*
back again like a flu, coming out in tha winter/Tanker AKA Gemini wit Darksiderz, guareented be a winner/
we aint stoppin,we like trains wit steel grills/
mad at Tanker cuz lethal lyrics,don left u azz killed/lets get real,Tanker runnin deep wit tha hardest team/Blaze,Nate,Arch,Max,and Rage aint afraid to blast out beam/mayne im on a mic,wreckin booths like highway caution/sit back wit style thats to crunk,it clears sickness before you start coughin/cant be beat im a man,wit some shyt shyt to say/pulled tha chrome out,but no gun and it was no ak/i had tha chrome bat wit tha dents marks from pass victims/left my sign all on your dome,my bad for your endefinate case of down syndromes...

Gemini AKA Tanker

*Hook*

hook-
Who dat creepin in da shadows at night/
(darksiderz, darksiderz)
who got you shakin like ali after a fight/
(darksiderz, darksiderz)

Blazin
It`s da darkside wit a shock and attachin like some crocks/and ridin on da land to see what you haterz got/ballin every single day and the hottest in GA/our bullets will soak up in you like butter called parkay/excuse me for my antics that will also make you panic/or like the titanic that was lost in the pacific or the atlantic/nate will make yo skull toute more then the barrel or the scope/while archie make that red coat of fecail mater explode and float/wit sos and max meltin everything in you mind right down to yo crack/and mzRage sendin marty mcfly`s future right to the back/the we got this beat rollin all up in ya streets/ cuz we show nothin but love like them boy the 5 heartbeats/ wit darksiderz rollin just so deep/you bet not sleep or we`ll start quanium leep/then cut off yo feet and fallin something steep/WE AIGHT TLC CUZ WE BLAST WHEN WE CREEP/

hook-
Who dat creepin in da shadows at night/
(darksiderz, darksiderz)
who got you shakin like ali after a fight/
(darksiderz, darksiderz)

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MeGaHurtZ

show me what u gots, and if your on point your in

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I'm in.
I'm walkin up gradually, causin lots of casualties,
walkin up casually, your whole crew mad at me,
everybodys hearin and fearin me, its another conspiricy,
i'm spittin at you lyrically,
up on the wall I tag, i'll use your crew for a verbal punching bag,
slangin rocks, pollutin blocks like a black plague,
sippin and takin the keg,
I'm sick of all this agitation,
i'm bringin down your crew and administration.

I typed that in 2 min.

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I spit FIRE


6 of them bled
7 of them dead
8 felt my hate
9 felt my nine
10... reload again

drop time space and fill up slots for final fledge, keep fiya in the name as a n eternal legend/
niggas salute to me like New Yorkers and pledge, feeding my crew hold it up day and and flex it/
insight #1 femcees hater to bitches i teach thorough lessons, spreadin' round the site like lesions fa herpes/
need a true rider fa ya crew? then this ya best investment, mandating crews members startin' our engine wit' my car keys/

lol... i just thought of that one second ago so that ain't worth shit... lol. Get At Me... I need to quit drinkin' huh?...

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that double and was supposed to be 'day and night'... ...

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Reven, welcome to squad your in!
you got "freezing cold flows like moscow",

missfiyagurl i like your style but i dont think that verse you posted did you justice.
i did read up on you though and you gots a flow girl youre in, just dont be gettin slack on me!


wow the 1st two pepes try out make the grade, lookin for some more members though and the game just got raised

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Sweet. pm me to keep me updated on shit. Oh yea, here is somethin for you.

Dark siders, straight riders, number one suppliers, of the weed to ehance, get in the stance. Divide and deny, before you die, meet your demise and fate.
Realize before you see the gate. Gate keeper, they call me the reaper.
Riders of dark, when you see the gun spark, the cops last remark.

Lets make a banner of some sort. I can make it, but you have to get it on a page where we can like it to in our sigs.

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I spit FIRE


6 of them bled
7 of them dead
8 felt my hate
9 felt my nine
10... reload again

only a few places left now!

up the darksiderz

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all you mcs better not test skill in me/
specically when i got dis bitch dipped freshly/
i'll bring a confusion of power dats eletrified/
shatter ya like lightning with one falk strike/

Please can i get in, it's only a little bit of a verse.

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I'm The Best On This Site My Battle Record Says It All

I'll Try Out
The Stuff Out Got Now Is Bullshit Compared To Me Now

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BUCKWILD

THE RAP BATTLE BEAST

Haters Like To Metal Around/
Thats The Reason They Force Me To Bring That Hawking Meatal Around/

In My Pants Is A Handy Eight/
When I Say Its In The Jeans (genes) I Dont Mean Its A Family Trait/

My Car Got Candy Paint/
They Say Buck Sitting On Top The World And Brandy Aint/

They Be Thinking I Am A Damn Siant/
Till I Put A Couple In His Gut That Will Make His Man Be Faint/

I Am Clapping Up Haters... No Really/
I Am On The Strip With A Tommy I Am Acting Like Nas In Belly/

If I Cock The Chrome And Come To Your Door/
Have You Hook The Iv And I Dont Mean That Roman Number For Four/

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BUCKWILD

THE RAP BATTLE BEAST

buckwild, your in, infinate spit something a lil longer, let me see what your bringin to the squad

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http://community.rapbattles.com/showthread.php?t=135995
im looking for a crew here is my link pm if i made it if i except then il hit you back aight
~one xplicit