Someone Up For A Battle ***Peep***

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Aug 25, 2002
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yo does someone want to battle me putting up site rightz? with the votes being made on multiz and wordplay? iight if you do i got cha verse right here holla back at a nigga -1-

Immma Dismantle-Ya-Chest-Plate, Can You Handle It When Im Puttin Catz In Kardiac Arrest At A Never-Ending-Rate//
Niggaz Scared Whenever-I-Leave-Tha-Gate, They Know I Dont Hesitate-2-Fucc-Ya-Head-Up, Nigga Ducc When YOu Get Da Lead-Stucc-In-Ya-Tracea//
YOu Be Dead Police-Be-Relocatin-Ya, To A New-Part-Of-Town, I Blew-Up-Ya-Heart-With-Roundz, You Get Blew Up Im Smoken-You-Like-Poundz//
Provokin Ya So You Put Yaself-In-Da-Ground, Niggaz Gettin A Welt-On-They-Crown, Ya Heart Felt When I Left Ya Dumb-Found//
Niggaz Run When I Come-Prowlin, You Slumped With Ya Blood Comen Out Like A Fountain, You be Runnen Out Shouten, All Ya Flowz Aint Amount To Nothin But A Smoked-Natal//
Nigga Don't Provoke My Fatal Tacticz, You Be Decayin Ho When YOu Get Hit Wit Automaticz, See Me Bomb Ya Tacticz//
Make This Flow Long For A Fag Bitch, Skill Is What You Lack Trick, I Neva Slack On Spitz, I Subtract Ya Outta Tha Mix//
You Be Pissin Lead Outta-Ya-Dicc, Hollowz Be Haven-Ya-Ripped, Ill Be Grabbin-Ya-Quick, Slappin-Ya 2 Inflict Some Sense-In-Ya-Brain//
Rhymez Come Off Intense Like A Line-Of-Cane, Niggaz Like U be Supplyin-No-Game, Cryin When I Hit You Wit-A-Flame, Or Split-Ya-Frame, Like-A-Clitoriz//
Niggaz Fight When I Be Rippen-Hitz, Clippen-Hipz, Slippen-Six, Shotz-In-Ya-Tummy, Them Fake Glockz-Be-Crumbling//
You Be Fucced Stumbling-To-Ya-Funeral, Runnen-When-I-Shoot-You-Ho//


haha fucc it im done ~100~ someone holla back iight
 
Jun 11, 2002
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nothin personal....strictly buisness

Sicc Lyricx you need to change the name-
your lacking in places, need to try to spit with rogaine-
then join the club of all who have perished-
Im conquering this board, eating muffuccas with mustard and relish-
your a closet fag, call yourself numbskull but your merely a twit-
you can tell your at a sicclyrix BBQ when the hot dogs taste like shit- (get it?)
motormouth muffucca trying to stand in front of this tank-
you claimin your spending rounds when your shootin nothin but blanks-
you lyin, you ain spittin heat but definately feel the flame-
cuz you riding a bike with no seat havin hemmoriods, fell the pain?-
claimin your bionic, your intelligence is AI-
artificial like your lyrics, but im the one that can't die-
your flow might have been long, but that don't mean that its good-
its like you kickin a dead horse, but you did what you could-
your out for the count and your not gettin up-
but peep my style cuz im about to switch it up-



Verbal mathamatics, im subtractin you 2 zero-
your duckin my lyrics, yet thinkin your a hero-
no name muffucca, your infected with my venom-
my rhymes got you scared have you leakin in your denim-
you ain inflictin nothin, your lyrical attempt was futile-
you can hate me all you want but trust me, the feelings mutual-
you claimin your a demon, but you ain heard from diablo-
cuz you have yet to hear from the killa they call paqo-
bust a lip, stack a grip, its all the same thang-
you sayin your a gangster when NOTHING is what you claim-
you get paid to work them corners, luv chasin cocktails-
but after im done with you, only thing left is your entrails-
they lead to my manor, out on sleepy hollow-
im the horse man alive, bringin more to your sorrow-
see i can say some fancy words but they all mean the same thing-
only way you can beat a killa like me is your wildest dream.





 
Sep 8, 2002
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A weak attempt to emmit-spits-encrypt-ed-wit-sicc-lyrics, while I caused interference//
Full Clearance of ya self esteem when I rip ya perseverance and discard ya inconsiderance//
Rip ya body in segments-causin-recessions-in-ya-defenses-aggressions-oppresin-ya-protections//
Dismember ya thoughts and left ya recollections-in-sections-to-decreas-ya-intellectual-progressions//
Then inject -infections-beyond-detection-in-ya-senses-bringin-tensions-in-repititions-defeating ya conseptions//
You planned-to-command a path for rap but Im changing ya direction//
Leavin you unable-unstable-disfigured-and then labeled-as-a-fable//
I ate ya verse-when I dispersed-my-works-then disconnected ya life line like ya phone cable//
Then left you full of more holes than christina Aguilera's ear, nose, and Navel......