i love rap, love how true emcees put it on the map/
Start a clap, this aint no dissin contest, just a snap/
Try to put as many multi's as i can, im takin a stand/
I love how they can flow im a fan, thats my plan/
This is a laid-back beat to this spit, rapbattles is da shit u gotta admit/
One of my hobbies, i aint neva gonna quit, wanna get good at rappin, this shit is legit/
Like catchin a ball in my mitt, i can tell how this is a really good hit/
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yall dissin my god, but what u dont realize is through him i got tha power to lay you out like sod. ur rhymes aint nuttin compared to what im bustin. cause i spit for the holy one, the one that sent his only son.the moment you step to me and my god its over its done ive won. on his heart is where my lyrics is written, throughout my mouth is where they come out spittin.the devil tried to get in but access was forbidden from the day he was slayn and blood staind the cross. and along with my bible, my lines are sharper than a double edge sword, even if the sword is excalibur.
Flowing Like water , waves pushing me to boarders.
Leaving me lost , confused I need to sea a clue.
Head bruised from collision of tides , hide in nights.
Skys filled with illsuions of monster winds that bite.
Turning fallacies into reality cause of elements.
I fear combination, that leaves my mental in containment.
Stain my brain forever locked in pain. Can't maintain
These frantic ways. In these last days I 'm focused.
But bad illusion stay approaching this.
Im at risk to slice a wrist, satan looses pateince.
coming at me with no remorse. Break my focus
leavin me offcourse.
Confusd but energetic i dearch for a fight
looking for a herb so i can let my rage ignite
having lil niggas in my sight, ready for a fight
arms ready, palms sweaty, i run over and strike
the faggot falls adn hits the cold cement
i laugh cause one punch and this fag was dead
blood leakin out his head because i unleashe a lethal blow
that lil fuckin hebr u'll see no fuckin more
Let The Pen Bleed So My Wrists Don't
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist
leavin no indication, where i sometimes vacation....
plowin dirt, unearth vocation,hards days works admiration....
complication,on tha juvenile prison system,with no diction....
in cages wishin to be released with out admission.....
after a year its time to move location,HIT squad....
High Intensive Training,it seems a bit odd....
callin on us children to operate guns,run and dodge....
operate vehicles,and run tha garage,its not a mirage....
we were outfitted with B D U's and a weaponry barrage....
something i started here andim making a comlplete story in OM.look for it tomorrow.~1~
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i would cut your throat..........but then again, who else could suck my cock the way u doOriginally Posted by Night_Walker
if i point a gat at you, you will piss shit
lame...that was prolly my dog u fucked with
did u count how many times u rhymed 'bitch'
that would be enough for the whole porn scene
i make you 'look' ob-scene. cuz you are not seen
just another stupid motherfucker tryin to be a King
but empire doesnt want him, so why is he trying?
maybe cuz the bitch was born with some defection
like mental brain damage and animal attraction
and i'm like the legend of Konan....cuz my 'feast' will beat you with the punches
i see a fool who thinks he can rap named isolated
this kid is thinking all wack shit he needs to be sadated
ur rhymes are not ill , not even close to the fuckign word
u be fucking we people that would fuck u up... u heard...
i know this kid is a herb but he coulnt have the ability
................................to rap if it was put in his brain
hes insane .. im throwing mad punches fists covere din chain
Let The Pen Bleed So My Wrists Don't
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist
illest skill, ill punch facility, weak as fuck, no rap ability
his dad's 'lifestyle' failed, accidental irresponsibility
so the frankenstain was created, 'joint' probability
now you feelin ridiculous, come here i'll wipe ya tears
tearing your ugly face off the concrete, death is near
ill retard got smoked and stepped on
like the cigaret i 'killed' 2 minutes ago
i was ready for a fight but instead
i see people that would fuck me up
...................................all dead
the nigga above me ain't shit but a bitch
sittin at home rite now watchin lilo&stitch
i don't care bout u u can hate me like nas
u know i'm not stoppin i'm comin back wit nines
u start beef wit me then i'ma leave u layin hurt
u'll have a change of heart and be on ur way to church
just like jim jones but u won't make it i'ma stomp u wit timbos
u just a bum in the street u don't mean shit 2 me u a bimbo
and if i were u i wouldn't wanna say shit back to a nigga like me
cause i'ma crazy mothafucka i'm prime i'll shoot u 9 times like u 50
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DOPE PERCEPTION
lol y do we have to put up wid noobs form hell
take chains and smash u wid em mayb that ring ur bell
im not gonna sit here screamin and yellin im just gonna kill
izolated is a hebr who thinks his daibolique but u have no skill
im the diabolique one u fucking fool so shut ur mouth and die
No lie ur shit and spitting wack shit doesnt get respect, fuck it bye..
Let The Pen Bleed So My Wrists Don't
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist
lol this is funny, i'll shoot you 9 times...cuz u 'worth' 5 dimes
expend your knowledge, bro
i let my rage out, feel the hatred
just like when i 'raped' you first time
and it wasnt enough for your prime
u still came back to get more 'kicks'
fuck the television, i dont watch it
shit man, ya ass a wacko crotch
i defeat you by a lurch, re-turd
u hit but missed the spot, bloodclot?
i guess not, just another weak shot
and if u want me to fuck off why dont u just walk away first
Last edited by izolated; June 24th, 2005 at 08:29 PM
The NerveCalmer in this bitch, takin over this site, bit-by-bit/
Your spit is just a base hit, mine is a home run its the shit/
My flow is sic, but my punchlines hit you hard like a brick/
My mouth is slick, diss me, and u know kick that shit out quick/
Give me a lil rep, cuz im 1-0 and still being very competitive/
Going up step-by-step, Every spit gets just a little more pep/
The end is in site, in spite, im about to set off and ignite/
kill you tonight, be my delight, anybody want some, ill send you an invite/
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lol the nervecalmer is here everyone seal ur ases wid super glue
he be walkin up behind guys dendin em over and shovin it up der wazu
this herb is a fool to be on rb, he only gets wins because of sympathy
I drop dis wannab emcee to his knees, bow to my lyrical immotality
this kid spits ith infertility, rhymes which do not intrest just bland
i knock u out for bein on my land, give u 2 punches and watch em land
watch ur dumass hit the dust like a bear when my gun smokes
this motha fucka is just garbage, half his battles he dont write cause he choke
Let The Pen Bleed So My Wrists Don't
Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist
^^^ i wasnt dissin lol
Illest skill, take a chill pill, stop trying to b-ill/
time to kill, u culdnt mke $100 mil, even sellin weed in brazil/
You talk too much shit, my punches hit, your the one that should quit/
Get killed n u throw a fit, you emit ice, if we put u on fire, ur rhymes still wouldnt be lit/
I really dont need to waste my rhymes on this cat, the only hoes u get r fat and like to chat/
I come walkin by it turns to combat, ur trying to keep yo fatty away, but im a playa at-bat, she loves my charm and my hat/
lol ^^^^^^ wtf
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aight, aight, i'ma start like this....
In my line of work you got have special kind tools,
weather be guns, knifes, baking soda, of just baseball bats,
my dress code, is black dickies, black 5x tee, n a black fitted hat,
the work areas, the kitchen, the stoop n the corner, the street, is called my trap,
i work these circle streets over n over, i stay running laps,
never folding together mhy sides, like my nextel flip phones,
cuz my rep is being "mr. i don't give a fuck," n hard, like my dick, when its ready to bone, i got lil niggas wanna be me, so if you ready, i won't fight, it just be attack of the clones, when this shit goes to audio, i'm programing it as my ring tone
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