SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!
Let all of RB know just how bad of a motherfucker you are!
Tell us how dope you are!
SIX (6) LINES MINIMUM!
Let all of RB know just how bad of a motherfucker you are!
Tell us how dope you are!
sell another pack, ima get hat gold cross
on the strip i spit h- h- hos liek im santa claus
chillin in the hood wid Rock$, he keep the guns cocked
as i move the chyna on the new york blocks
i got more ice then a freezer, but i keep a heater
fuck around i leave you with a wet wife beater
Resident Evil, Knocking on Heaven's Door to Borrow Condiments
Lost My Common Sense, Snatched Badu's Ovaries and Pawned them quick
Pirahana sent to harm the nymph's Chomping on Your Bargaining Chips
Martyring Cliques, Hardest with Pens, Stomping through Ribs
Detect Marks Timbs Play BArber and hlpe their Chests Part
Flows make Hurricane Dennis as harmful as Wet Farts
B.C.B. Enterprises
"9 to 5 is how you survive..I ain't tryna survive..I'm tryna live it to the limit and love it allive.."-Jay Z
Certified Felon, im only one with the hood
so in the njudges book, a nigga no good
but im iced up enough to make summer feel chilly
play around ill leave ya teeth missin like a hillbilly
chillin wit purple, gettin high and shit watchin steve Erkel
When coppin O's and i dont mean anything to do wit a circle
i bring niggas to the circus cuz, niggas is clowns man
work wit paper everyday like a fuckin accountant
im a cold sour mc, and if you dont believe me
ima incarcerate you only leavin you in debris
on stage i make people choke like they cant breathe
and any mc should agree, i'd merk you guaranteed
im first degree murder when it comes to a battle
you mumble over your words like ya'll babble n prattle
i got enough punches that'll leave you seein stars
and they'll stick on you till death like sever wounded scars
i should be set behind bars cuz im devoted to crime
ya'll who spittin nursery rhymes are just a waste of my time
Im unstopable like a train without brakes
my rymes so great that they strong enough to cause pains and aches
hate, but aint nothin no one can do to escape
i leave niggas in piles like im movin a rake
i keep a tool on the waist, when i gotta eliminate my mistake
i give niggas the shakes like milk and ice cream
no one can relate to half of the shit that i seen
you wanna be a rapper, thats one nice dream
if you dont want a tan then i suggest you get sun screen
i replaced the sun way before the bulls won there first ring
I used to sell drugs
and buss shells n slugs
now i spit flows
stealin souls from thugs
i give me props, i buy me drops
im fast cause i run from cops
i eat apples and fruits to be healthy
i try to rap to be very wealthy
im hot like the fire in hell be
u couldnt beat me if u would sell me
im not cold like a snow storm
im real sleepy so ima go snore
i'd make you gone in no time, i'm like the rap games dice
word of advice, don't roll a six or i won't be so nice
i turn asians to fried rice, bums to burnt mice
you hesitant to speak like you need a breathing device
i decline spirits farther than hell down to the core
i'll settle scores easy, open you up like screen doors
and i aint rappin anymore cuz i've said this shit before
you ain't alive anymore-welcome to earth's lower floor
every time i soit my ryhmes some hater gon die.
Watch my eyes and u get a big surprise.//
Can u hear tha wordz comin out my mouth.
I'm as raw as luda on word of mouf.//
DON't nobody try to battle this world wonder
I leave u like goofy and in a blunder.
my pockets stick out like a blonde at a black panther session
sick rhymes and sick verses, make ya ears catch an infection
sip drank so much, gurls get tipsy off a kiss
call out a blind man for a stare off, watch his ass get pissed
im watched as i piss, niggas just wanna see me
one day one song, next day a cd
got niggas confused like blues clues on B.E.T
real sees real, so all yall niggas see me
...::Still Untamed/Uncaged/Unbeaten::...
i never reference other atrists work in my rhymes....
cause it aint like so and so's toe to toe wit my mind.....
its my own work there for my own creation.....
abnormal innovation im paitent but never waitin....
sever hatin and bring upon us peace,i release....
my thoughts deceased,im true,no one bought my piece....
im higher than tha edge of tha universe,read my superhuman verse.....
blessed with powers,crumble mountains and lean on towers....
stomachs green, fiends turned sour, thc in my pee everyhour....
never clean,reduce fat with steam,pace makers on tha scene....
press my crease, eat and eat unless obesce,i guess complete....
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PhantomFury is the cancer that rapes your mother to poverty,
My casual rhymes are together like a harmony and when I'm serious my shit gets put on Sirius,
This is a 1-2 bit I just thought up to embarass most of you because if I was serious I'll make your face turn a blue hue,
No I don't need a que from you or any bum ass motherfucker that posts on the internet,
I just let this flow into your head like me in your girl's bed cumming on her face,
Like spraying a dog's eyes with mace your mucous membranes will be affected,
Like a doctor injected with an HIV positive needle,
I don't need a red bull energy drink to spark this creativity,
I just read and re-read the masters' shit and let the lines bleed into my brain,
And this is my first post..I don't mean to be an attention whore and Hope I didn't violate a rule but I think this was....as a whole....ok
Last edited by PhantomFury; July 13th, 2005 at 09:45 PM
I'm not a hustla like Cassidy or TI
I'm a regular white boy with pink eye
Droppin scripts with Benny The Henchmen
I'll post in pink for a bitches Attention
I bought a sidekick to help with my Karate
Reppin the suburbs blarin hip hop & callin guns shotties
Last edited by Foreshadow; July 14th, 2005 at 06:35 PM
17 shots will turn ur forces into sandles
im 2 muthafuckin hot 4 all of yall 2 handle
yall niggas is cakes 2 me im fresher then bet
so dont even try 2 come at me wit mtv
in these streats im a beast
on yo weak rhymes ill feast
Louisiana
Im deep with dark matter, collapse glass off yea face an eye yea retna, shatter
Ain't no seeing me wit week chit chatta, smash threads like hard battas
yea Im catching pitches, but it ain't Mc's throwing, it's they audio sounding like bitches
BAck to Me though it's K-a-u-t.. malicious, slaughter to me is ambicious
the new kid pernicious i came wit carnage an now im jus straight vicious
ANNIHILATION
OR
DESTRUCTION
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