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Talk about how you're going to kill the person above you with the weapon they left for you. DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE A WEAPON! If you forget, go back and edit your post, don't post again.
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Talk about how you're going to kill the person above you with the weapon they left for you. DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE A WEAPON! If you forget, go back and edit your post, don't post again.
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Aight..
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Allow me to 'run down' aisle 5 and graba deck of cards..
Open up the box ........ and rip a few apart..
Paper cut his veins..leave his blood for insect's supper..
Sit back and shuffle cards, an' watch this fucker suffer..
Like the King dominates the Queen, I've put you in yur place..
Just be fuckin glad ..... that I didnt deal my Ace..
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Next / Camera
ill just attack you, without having to ask you///
"capture" you like a kodak flash do///
im after you, zoom in and close in magnified///
not only will you "smile", youll be frozen in time///
explodin your lines, keep you runnin like an officer///
then "shoot" you more times then a portrait photorgrapher///
with a camera i brain wash the weak like im Hitler///
if i gave you a copy, you still wouldnt "get the picture"///
im sinister, im bustin your whole family solo///
this MC "develpoed" his skill faster then a one hour photo
next weap: crystals
i went to tiffany's////to get me some crytals,////i had an urgue to stick them in gang green///ripped his head off//// let the blood bleed//// kept stabin and stabing///i wished the crytals wasnt so bloody..
next weapon: the new york times ( newspaper)
..Unwritten I will bang yo head with this Crystals..
..And than rape yo lil sister next to the walls..
..Make u hear her scream while u lay dead..
..I even get closer so u could hear her give head..
..After am done with that bitch i grab the broom..
..B4 i leave i go to yo mom and fuck her in yo room..
Weapon: Needle
I got many weapons so watch where you steppen-
Da knuckle game nice, I beat that ass like Tekken-
Whatever you throwen I'm catchen...If the bids go HI you know yo' ass aint betten-
Ya body's feeble, I'll pierce needles...like claws on prey you can call me a eagle-
My doggs fetch dead bodies like beagles-
Torture evil in ya body wit these possessed needles!
Next Weapon: Jumper Cables
..Nise..
Shock you up or wrap them round your neck?/
i dont no what.... would be your best bet/
but i do know 1 thing, you wont last to long/
i fix them up and make sure their screwed on/
ive heard people say "ive got skills to pay the bills"/
yes ive got those skills and "skills to make this kill"/
Next Weapon
Post-It-Notes
post it notes stab through your epiglotis
I spit hotness pot get's hot in my pockets
Pop quick at ya fat lip so don't slip
We go get smoke hits with sick scripts
I got no time for cats floating another boat
Who can't spit a rhyme without saying a quote
waiting to choke up in smoke aimed at ya throat
I'll end ya life not with a knife with post it notes
next weapon: sex appeal...lol
i use only my charisma to turn ladies to red..
lookin at me eye to eye then they'll end up in bed../
no homoes allowed or i'll leave ya bloody and dead
enough said i wont use knives i use my sex appeal instead/
defend ya self my face can have ya epileptic resultin heart attack
i'll leave ya mind blank in a jungle stink like a skunk../
so punk...be ready if ya see this looks be ready
hatin my sex appeal is like hatin the words of gandhi.../
next weapon:keyboard
Electro-shock you by spilling liquid on your keyboard
Pluck out the K and O keys, so you die with a losing score
Use my technology and make your keyboard a bomb
You couldn't see it, if a fortune teller read your palm
Your shocked, the I beat you over the head wit it
Beat your brains out and know your dead in six hits
So your keyboard is something you never see or guessin'
I'll do it all over again, but what could be the next weapon
Next Weapon:CD
I need little to fuck you call me conservative kid//
I'm a can of whoop ass son, why you pop off the lid?//
I'll type out this words in the form of bullets at ya, wit my keyboard//
Look you gave the usage of this weapon, now you gonna be floored//
My computer may get fucked, and no it's not no glitch//
I'd make some more lines but I throw my keyboard at ya bitch//
Leave a weapon^
Weapon-cologne
I spray cologne like gats in clubs
Use a whole can to kill Assasins butt
Wear so much I attract girls from different cities
Bouncin like I was from the fitties
I spray it in your eye like fuckin mace
Make evryone see your a fuckin disgrace
Next-flashlight
i wanna eat your lines up so bad, i can taste it///
ill leave your verse naked, erase it, then give it a face lift////
all youll see is a "flash" of "light" without a trace quick///
im in a place equipped with flaslight, like a sercurity officer working the late shift///
take out the batteries when theyre hot, my weapon blocks light///
load them in my cocked sight all white glock side///
then pop a whole right through your top guys////
imma shine it in your face so bright, it gives off more heat than a spotlight
next weap:::: a dog leash
I'm puttin you in place, Hazard, ya just a no brained beast...
So don't be surprised when ya wake up on the end of a leash.
Then we'll go for a walk, me and my new little pup...
But the dumb bitch pissed my shoe, now I'm a hafta fuck it up.
I see a bridge up ahead, so quickly I run Hazard up on it...
Tie my end tight to a railing, then toss the dumb bitch off it.
See the Unwritten one dangle, wild flailing with arms and legs...
Oxygen sealed away from lungs, no sound but his eyes do beg...
For mercy he ain't gettin, he's slowing down and muscles relax...
Bowels let loose, shit and piss release as suffering eyes roll back.
I've killed this dog with his own leash and it was funny, every bit...
And also ironic how, life was a bitch...well...to another bitch!
Next weapon: Chainsaw
I bought the DVD yesterday...
reality holds you back, i dont live by the same laws
i make your veins pour, dealin you pain dog////
beat your brain raw, cut your leg off then re-sharpen my chainsaw///
just for getting my name wrong, the hospital finds your remains gone///
i run around with a cape on///my motors run by an A-Bomb
i attach chain strapped to a saw, to your gangs block///
next weap:::: wallet