Im king of the world and the underworld
I can get demon infest chicks or regular girls
Im a naughty guy who loves the rough play
Last time I did it with a freak, didnt stop all day
I fuck girls at random and am always getting laid
But now i pay the price for it caz im a die, I got aids
ayo eyara the fuck u talkin about son ur no ghost how u gon haunt pages
i defeat u like gamers defeat all stages/and u out grew cages?
dayme u musta've moved to the closet "faggot"
my shells got you face-less/ur style is so ages ima turn diss kid into maggots
im all powerful my style critical it'll leave u flatline
turn u into jelly when i rip out ya spine...im ill mutha f@#$%^ so sublime
rippin space and time, hit kids wit da 9, whe i sprey sperratic i can't shoot ina str8 line
im da outbreak peeps be runnin from, #1 killa on the run, i am armagedon, end of the world now who wants ta battle me come and get some!
I've done shows in front of thousands..wit fans fightin' to get in*
Club Lavela down in florida...openin' up for lil' Kim*
Madison Square Garden..Club Downtime..see this here is jus minor*
Get ya bitch to give brainz...become a tru Head Liner*
Fresh Dressed..to impress...squeeze breast..like my trigga finger*
Niggaz kill me im Hip HOp...but they just some rap singers*
Im one of the realest, illest you feel this cause I spill this like drunks fallin over*
Once I get tha rite equipment I'll upload it and show ya!
Im the new american president with a pimped out ride
It takes me from A to B unless then 1 night
im talking bout A being Cali and B being York
I can cross the country faster than u can get up for work
Im doing my job, the same way bush does his
Sit on my ass and just mind my own dam biz
But when u destroy my tower I will invade the wrong country
And make all the people there pay extra for there lunch meat
im hot cause i know if you slang coke u can go far/
plus yall fake ass rappers stay broke like old cars/
and i know my rhymes the shit/
cause im sucking down laxative when i spit/
so if u see my whole clique/
u gone catch and whole clip/
that ain't even the best of my spit/
im stop tho' cause u ain't ready for the rest of my shit/
IM DONE TALKIN'
why am i so hot...probably cuz i spit flames...
that aint mean im a queer...im down for clit games...
your shit names...
aint appear when im near...disappear when im there...
hear what you fear...do you dare to try and tear...
my page from my note book...you gonna steal my pen too...
i cant believe im still spittin flames...that dont mean i feel men EW...
until then you...aint gonna compare to my hotness...topless bitches...
wanna rock this...hop this...keep on yelling D you got this....
I got the type of skills to leave the dope shook
Couple months I be runnin RB wit a pen & a notebook
Took 3 yrs offa rappin. Call it a hiatus.
I can hold my own, toe 2 toe wit the greatest.
I'm liable to send u doubters straight to ur creators
whether it's Allah, Jesus, Buddha. This is Webb the rula
Any track I'm on's liable to make girls ass drop
If I embody money, then cornrows are cash crops
<Weak but I don't care right now.>
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saviour the lesson,
fuck the king, the ace is back like gambit's favorite weapon
check yo it's Ill-matic//
been in dis rap game for 6 years,
an yes i'm still at it//
u can't hold me down,
cuz i'm no faggot//
if i see an oppertunity i'll take it,
matta of fact i'll jus snatch it//
an jus like dat,
every thing u had is gone//
i'm startin da movment 4 lyrical rights,
so i'm rightin da wrong//
i'm steppin up my flows,
an i'm takin da belt//
an before dis shyt is over,
i'ma make sure all my blows was felt//
i'm tired of deez fake mcs,
thinkin dey tough//
so i'll be like da lyrical grim reaper,
an use my words to touch//
dey soul,
an put dey azz in da grave//
an leave da world of gangstas,
wankstas depraved.
Itz total man-slaughter, i kill the sons of ya Man, his siblings and grand daughters, Just to see which one would last longer
And videotape the evidence with a camcorder..
Then, Show up at yah funeral, wit a strut thaz drunk as fuck, runnin' around screamin' that I pulled your pacemaker plug!..ahh!
Then one-by-one, follow yah miserable crew members home after the final memorial service –
Tie them to a bed post wit tha ass cheeks spread out n shit, put a hanger on a stove let it sit there 4 like a half-hour, stick it in there like ssssssssss
Till they exterior skin melts and expose bones from, yah ribs and use it to clean out the gunk between my gums
And continue to ‘scan thru they last breaths’ wit ‘serial #’s imprinted inside each one of them lungs' !!!!!!!!
Invalid misconceptions of my attractive appearance fools you,
The killer of Jesus, the Serpent of Adam and Eve and distorted, blurred figure that just slew you!
Did i mention...i marvel at the sunshine, glittering tidal waves and laughter?.
Did i mention...that only occurs when i decapitate skullz from cartilage tracks and silence comes forth happily ever after?
Scaled, textile imprints plague each inch of my melanin deprived coverings
In-human injections left my stance hovering, glances reversed, left legs stumbling and nerve reactions numbing
The essence of a NightStalker dwells in each of my chromosomes
The essence Of F.low A.ccentric I.llness resides within my versatile, demented dome
Travelled the Land of the Dead, Hell's darkest corners and Satan's "Serpent Throne"
Stole his Immortal potion and everlife body lotion, evoke "The Deadly Prayer" to the Lord as the HELL'S OVERLORD was then known as,
REKWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN MUTHAFUCKAZ
Last edited by Rekween; March 1st, 2005 at 10:50 AM
why am i so cold... iim prolly sittin in a throne of ice
im the king of everyone... like Willard and his mice
yea... im sittin back be the king i am wit my crown
shit i need some riddles... sumone get Rekween the Clown
yea.. im nice on the mic.. oops i mean the keyboard
everyones knows im the king of rap.. they call me Lord
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Im the illest on the mic yo theyre aint none other/
I see everything around me like my name was big brother/
Like a deck of cards, shit im ahead of the pack/
Im like the whole royal family, ace king an jack/
Cause im quick to break fakes, leave em dead in my wake/
Im so fuckin deadly son you'll get murked by mistske/
Cuz i got more guns mutherfucker - than u got teeth/
no wonder its no wonder that i clap in my sleep/
why am i dope,prolly cause i smoke but don choke,smoke em an leve gloatin,dope em n Gs boastin,got em roasten n roasted i toast that there toasted then see me like trojon gallopin motion like floatin on air like flying pass oceans hovering coasten coast to emotions close to ex cilleratin dope posted and grounded still high in a mountainous sky range- i witness the roof of the world and cload highways its my way i reach out and take flight an style ways to outstreatched in arm length i sour through the light rays and on through the night n pass con-tinants despite all the wingless and frowned reach high through the cloads once again dont look down till i reach even the sound of the stars whom welcome me how now they give me the crown so i take it back down to the crowd to the now here and found out i was never a person whos proud.
They cant stop me ive became this ill lyrical deamon
I spit venom in your direction and dont need a reason
I chew these cats out and make em whack they shit
I pull these raps out my broads to mack they chick
No one could stop me my travel is heliocentric
I make ya hair raise like my words was electric
You couldnt even Cum Close if you lived of cock
I make my beats rock like i was the rolling stones
But i roll ya bones and chop em sliced into pieces
You couldnt even properly state my thesis
Beat me down lyrically impossible like finding clean pussy
You wish you were me cuz if.. I RULED THE WORLD
Id free all these men, get they shit out the pen
And i wouldnt turn back and give up all my power
I was raised to push bullys and fuck up cowards
Im the king of the world and no one will be near
Like the boogyman universally ill be the one you fear
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-KNIGHT RiDaZ-
Seek3r, D-coy
"Hottest Rapp Unda tha Sun"
"Im too Smooth ta Stutta My Sig will melt a brotha like 2 scoops a butta"
Life from the start meant death, like dooms in the lungs of my chest
from the womb to vally were its death
most mc couldnt walk with my presence, sizemic i walk like dinosurs steping
cus i walk with father, the aouthr of heven
most of yall shouldnt talk 2 the youth, cus by the words on this site it seems dark 4 the future, but even with my un heard words i talk truth,
so the lie dont stay blinding eyes with its toxic pulution.
LiFe
REAL SKILLed
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