I'm sea hope, I'll hit the ganja, than hit you; like leaf smoke
I'm wearing shiek cloths, you may be a 'line dealer' but you'll never be dope!
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I'm sea hope, I'll hit the ganja, than hit you; like leaf smoke
I'm wearing shiek cloths, you may be a 'line dealer' but you'll never be dope!
sinacog thought she sinned at God
but she just lost in a fog
she turn into a frog
and sank in a bog
og grog pog
pig big pig
piggy porky pie
gave it a lovely creampie
in it's kitten
with the mitten
i'm just kidding like a wild child
Mowgli
thought he was ugly
fugly rugly
rug rat
pug cat
pussy pie
i sucked a cats pussy
and then i dies
and went to cloud nine
fine
dine
sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
endless....../?
You know what rhymes with Ragian?
A doubly unwise homosapien.
Or does it? I dont speak stupid.
Probably the reason you seem clueless
So it's not the best name in the world
But compared to mine in this expressed lane it's not worse
Everyday I wake I pray I advance often
Reckless, driving like I can’t crash car son
Seatbelts, means I’m cliqued in, No gang depiction
When we collide no surprise
the outcome and your name got the same description
Encryption unbreakable Zuckerberg cant pass
Slick stays safe with an unimiganable pass
Not even Hawkins glass
Could penetrate
You a nobody and that's facts against me in your idle
Only thing slick about you is you've earned a custom title
Dear Mr Klause,
FYI,
Reindeer ain’t whores you fuck and suck.
And a white Christmas ain’t you blowing a buck.
Yuk
Bruce with the punches, targets dead, in need of effigies
Fresh with the weapons, that's why Em a Lee with the pen and sheets
Masked up w/ a louisville slugger...Knee cap 'em & leave this tard w/ a limpQuote:
Originally Posted by Nigma
Cops dealing with a batter enigma...Tryna figure out who to press those charges against
...you blood sucking insect, though a mosquito is what you lack to be...
Phalanx got boned by a toe & a finger...sorry, you're just a gnat to me...
I need a ~camera fam~. The Nikon can't do what the ~Canon can~./
The ~camera man~, getting clips to shoot Dra using ~anagrams~./
You R 1 shot from God, just a ~victim who dies~./
I'll shoot my 5+4 to send this ~kid to Allah~./
Wudda Ya Got? The Weakest Shit Ever, You Struggled For Naught...
It's Unknown How You're An Alchemist When You Have Trouble With Thoughts...
I've Ascended To Unreachable Heights...You're Weak As A Tyke...
You Won't Awaken Spiritually But I'll Shoot My 11 + 11 To Send This Geek 2 The Light...
You ~got it backwards~, I'll ~pop this bastard~. I'm ~Illah then Drak~./
I get protests from animal rights for ~killing this cat~./
You ~been afraid~, I'll ~send a blade into this guys back~./
11+11 is the ~age you should've died at~./
You pair tildes with your rhyme schemes in some ~faggot alliance~ no one asked for the guidance,
It's not just grammar defiance, your non-standard appliance sets off flashing red lights & mechanical sirens cuz you approximate multis n think they're actually hyphens,
You're an alchemist for real you never mastered the science
You question my symbols when your ~skills are weak~./
~Still you speak~ with whack rhymes ~willfully~ ~un-tilde-feat~./
I'll ~kill you geek~ after I'm ~back slapping you~./
I'll son you, call me Bag Dad like ~Iraq's capital~./
You love Baghdad, you moved there, it's where the smacks freshest,
I saw you end with a capital - how an Arabic man's pen is,
Plus I saw you on Al Jazeera walkin out of Al dentist to a Suzuki Carry that said 'mobile masjid / Al chemist'
~Yo how are the~ Ls that Phalanx and ~Soule dropped to ya~?/
This ~guy should just~ quit fighting games cuz you're not ~Soule Calibur~./
You're ~aweful and been dead~, I ~slaughtered this inbred~./
An L's what baguette (Bag get) for being ~softer then French bread~./
With ya bars there's no murkkin' me - You're completely unworthy, B
The thought is just sane - That zero in ya name? Fits you perfectly
I admit it, it's a handle that I have to condone
Cuz we all see no magic in you, no wonder ya alchemy's unknown...!
You're a ~novice contestant~, see Gun Smoke ~like it's a Western~./
I got something Forex (for Rex) like ~stocks and investments~./
I'll ~slay this geek~ Quit this site you ~fake emcee~./
I love fairy tales, I'm into ~make B leave~ (make believe)./
You Lack Substance, Your Flow Is Weak, Your Rap's Killable Cause It's Lame...
All Of Your Punch's End Results Are The Last Syllable Of Your Name...
I'll Murder The Alchemist With A Metal Arm, It Ain't No 'Automail'...
Speaking Of Which, The Way You 'Direct Letters' You're The God Of Fails...
I was ~facetious at first~ ~beating this nerd~ you're ~cheesy with words~./
While typing, hit Control-A-Backspace ~deleting your verse~./
I got the spirit of Wutang cuz you're ~no great spitta~./
I murdered you, now I'm staring at a ~ghost face Killah~./
My Comebacks Are Fucking Scaring Him, I'll Skin Him & His Guts I'm Tearing'em...
All I Hear Is The Silence Of The Lamb, I'll Leave Him Looking Like Mutton Carrion...
I Am A "Ghost Face Killah"...With These Knife Acts To Sever...
You're Just An "Unknown"...I Guess It'll Be Like That Forever...
Your ~verse is stupid~, I'm a silent lamb to say I never ~herd your music~./
He'll be ~counting sheep as rounds'll reach this clown and he's sound asleep~ ~dispersing fluids~./
You might be ~gay and confused~ who ~favorites a dude~ and follows every ~page that he viewed~./
There's ~no saving this fool~, I'm Unknown to avoid ~associating with you~./
~Maybe it's true~ or maybe I'm ~quite foul~./
You'll see D with an L which describes his ~life style~./
You're "Weird Al"...Just A Laughing Stock Who Thinks He's Rapping Hot...
& Here's How, You Stretch Lines & Force Multies Overcompensating For Your Lack Of Thought...
From 2 Bars To 3...Still You Can't Seem To Stop Me...This Dweeb Is Cocky...
You Wanna Box Me Like A Scene From Rocky...Ya Feeble Twat, But You're Still A Penis Jockey...
You're No Genius Achi & How You Scheme Is Sloppy, I Can Easy Copy...
Think Your Steeze Is Lofty, You'll Be Crucified Thinking "Jesus Got Me"...
~Stretching my lines?~ You think "Rapping hot and lack of thought" ~effectively rhymed?~/
~Let me rewind~. Dra ain't worth my ~effort and time~ with pathetic ~unimpressive designs~./
I've shredded you ~every time~ with ~statements made before this~./
Just vandalize Lambos and ~take a blade to Urus~ (your wrist)./
Chemist Thinks He's Nasty Cause He's Convinced His Bars Are Quite Pungent...
I Think -(H)e- Is Burnt Out & Now -(He)- Is Gassed Up With Light Substance...
You "Shredded" What? You Must Not Have A Shred Of Sanity...
It Did Effectively Rhyme, Now You're Just A Ghost Who's Dead In Vanity...
You're on ~drugs and pills tonight~ with trash you ~love to still recite~./
When you write I see errors (Ciara's) like ~Russell Wilson's wife~./
I got ~5-4's~ as ~shots soar~ till you ~die or scream~./
I shot ~5 for teens~ to ~hit 4. The 5th stored~ for ~514~./
I'm Not The Reason You're Unknown, It's Just Noone's Heard Of You, Son...
Listen (Misty), I'm Not A -Ninja- To (Staryu), But For -Suriken- Murder With Guns...
I'm Amazed At How Dumb This Punk Could Be...A Prey Animal Thinks It Hunted Me...
You Could Have 100 Rhymes Per Bar But If The Punch Is Weak Then It's Lunch To Me...
Your ~sermons are whack~ I ~burned you in fact~./
Why is Dra yelling Misty when I ~turned him to Ash~/
A ~joke beyond measurements~ this forum I've ~smoked him on effortless~./
This retarded child resorted to ~Pokemon references~./
The Gun Chrome, Bullets In Son's Zone, Airing Out, Leave You With A Spun Dome...
Your Body Will Suffer A Spirit Drought, Then I'll Place Unknown In Unknown Whereabouts...
Turned Me To "Ash"? My Punches Ended You, You're Too Retarded To "Catch'em"...
You Said "Ciara's"....The Fuck You Talkin Bout Dummy Ya Bars Have Been Lacking...
I'm sending hits, my hombres ~see how the arms spray~./
I'll murk this Outkast and put ~3000 on Dra (Andre)~./
You're a ~lame and I'm willing~ to ~aim at you killing~./
Imma rush a (Russia) war like bombing ~Ukrainian children~./
This Is Sacred Grammar, I Make The World Shake & I Hate Your Blabber...
Step Your Game Up, You Keep Back Sliding Like This Is Snakes & Ladders...
You Roll & Die...I'm Playing Different Bro, A Lot Of Your Shit Been Parcheesi...
"The Alchemist" Tried To "Beat" Me & I Blacked Out On The Square Like A Dark Tv...
Guns drawn ~inside these doodles~, shots the ~size of poodles~./
Hit your stomach, leave intestines out like ~pasta noodles~./
This fool is ~extra late, less than great~ with text so ~check the date~./
You're dead with no future, 514 was ~yesterday~./
He should take pills so ~next this guy could OD~./
My keys bored. Y U think you ~next to I that's OP~./
3 Bars Again...I Have The Harder Pen To Kill My Brain Farter Friend...
I Fucked Your Girl & Promised Not To "Sweater Too Long" Like Her Cardigan...
It's Unknown To You That Your Chick Is A Freak, She Likes To "Meddle With Change"...
She Said Your Little Slaps Are Baby Taps, She'd Rather Get Her A Bang To Set Her In Pain...
Drakillah, You Know The Guy To Spit At You & Cause Your Soul To Die...
Your Style Is PO & It Isn't Hard For "I" To Flip Shit & Show U Y...
Sup drak, loved that, you bum crack,
You're hot for for ballers, even though he be 52 you love Shaq,
I'd use some Dracula wordplay but I reckon it's dead,
But something flippin illah could be better I guess,
your mum's like her DVT, you know, spreadin her legs?
Wound up with Remingtons and alphanumerics instead,
If I spray this 514 the lead a end in ya head
~Brain farter friend?~ These ~inane bars are cringe~. You're ~lame, odd and dense~./
I never sweat a (sweater) killah I can deck, I pulled this dame's ~cardigan~ (card again)./
My chick's a freak for ~my debauchery~ not some guy with ~cock inside his teeth~./
My girl has ~stocks and properties~, your man looks ~stocky sloppily~./
Edit- bars were for Drakillah but Bag killed him before I did lol.
Throw your ~pen & your pad into the trash~ never ~finish a rap~./
Have Drak ~sent to rehab~, taking Ls so the ~wins in the Bag~./
I ~laugh when I bully targets~, ~Drak is a pussy talking~/
and ~Bag is just full of garbage~, not enough coffins or ~caskets to put'em all in~./
-_- Alright, I'm Bored, I'd Rather Go Make Money Now...Peace...
I got remote work and investments, the money comes to me.
I'll check out other cyphers then fire shots here later.
All my phone's are cordless,
Ya momma got a face like a lonely walrus,
Same every time; tildes, wack flows n pauses,
We can't fear the unknown if there's nothing unknown before us,
Hold ya horses, you call boners "gorgeous",
Mist achin for a dick like a roll of quarters