[QUOTE=BLackout104Gaming;1046140]I'm here for you *****es, so quickly take your pictures and back the **** up off me while I holla atcha misses. Relentless, what is this? The white boy got flow? I'm quick to **** ur *** and leave ur body on the floor, I'm the sick type playa, just put ur life in danger with this **** that I spit, quick to jack your lip or just empty the ****in clip, in ur *** face down fool I'm what u thought u was, doing what I does duckin an dodgin the damn fuzz....Originally Posted by Pro-Found
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So here's the deal, meal
You sealed your fate
You wrote this yesterday
Took you seven days to do what I'm doin on a dai
Lee basis/basically
If this were a race between us
I'd be racist
Cuz there ain't no comparison to even make it okay
Theyres Apples and oranges
but I'm the golden lemonade
Probably gonna get epilepsy
and seize from glancing at the content Monster included in page 50
Monsters density is as thick
to the point it's a cement
ball in a casing of cranium plating
Won't never crack at all
He's a cement/seam'it ball kick him with a footy,
there ain't no debating
He gonna loose his true scheme if he don't go back to the path of least resisting
Fine bro keep Rollin' freely
Monsturd started Rollin' faster than I wish he would' eve'
rock hit bottom and kept on Fallin I
Couldn't stop or care to reach chinkg,
I mean I tried to call but he was not responding' nor talkin so I said see ya in a piece or peace
he didn't want to stop rolling he was impressed by his awakening
he was instantly hooked, that's why I ramble plenty for the syllables to stay bouncing in front of me
Like a cement ball this dude drags, dense and borin
He'll land in a depressive stance as soon as he sees this in the mornin
That last rap before backgame I'll give it a rate?
I'll stay neutral cuz it wasn't that great.
Wait so neutral ain't even a state
of neutrality when your making it a verb, it is likened to either or or
Neither of two or either of both
Unnecessary info Po? Yo
You're the one talkin about pacifism
& neutrality as if they don't mean the same thing
Stick with the adding syllable scheme your freestyle reads
like you sound
Nasally, like you can't breathe or keep your lungs down
I'd say go back to the registering page
Tell monster no
Max will slaughter you, everyday, stay away
All up and down the bathroom in your shack or house? That's where I play with a rusty machete and chainsaw blade
Don't matter where your at, I'm a psychopath, the size of a mouse
Don't try to hide cuz I love challenges I'll just figure it out
I'll circle back, go back around the back of the house up the steps or ladder
Yup the latter is out
up ahead is where your footsteps are makin crackin sounds
Aim, steady breath, we owe Korea anyways
1 down.
Lol I'm proof/improve'ment
Like a house holding up the roof
Raise the roof or add an extra bedroom
Call a mason in and lay the cement that monsters bodies consciousness resides in
fuk it let it waste in abundance and chemicals and ****
Also dung.
**** math grab my ****, it's accurate to the 13 tick.
Wanna call me ruler? Here lets shorten it, Max is fine
head feeling pyrite/alright
But I ain't feline/feelin on none of monsters pu$&y lines
the dime of brain that i use to inflict monsters Max punishment
is the same dime I cut weeds with
Good idea temp how could I forget throwin in dark satire for the audience
Got a weedwacker and turned it on
And when you look out your window
All your paneling and front yard is gone
But hey new paint job, is that a arm
The paints red, why does this look orange
Rustic look, girl citrus/sit-ur-a&&-down
and suck some of my fruit
Get dressed so I can undress you
The inside is being dismantled handled by a professional team of Hispanics their banter is a ramblin' like my rap is, noticed somethjn else they're as tall as the gnome in the lawn/kendriks bar is
Monster the new paint job,
Messy but I saved an arm.
Sweaty so I licked it off, salty so I hardly stopped gnawing until the skin was gone
slaughtered on not just one but a majority of Max's songs
Where's your honor at
do i really need to sepoku you every match
I'd wait until it was sunny so I can aim from the shade betchu
Vietcong taught us some thangs, that's a fact
About 1:58, Nah perfect time to stay awake
after all it'll take you times 10 dimes
Until your rhymes will be half as average as my pyrite/am-I-right?
pyrite can be used to ignite tender
Cook a meal in winter
Paint it gold, it's only lackluster
This monster is a painted gray,
Obstacle in the road.
Dumpster that's gonna overfill with landfill and much worse monsters ramble
I have a feelin blacks behind this
And if someone gets worse it's normally his work.
Just kiddin I ain't serious
And Max will pave in every inch of this kid til he's gray and old and smokin the recreational
clear of dust, except from the script on monsturds papyrus and my jumbled hushhush
but a brick is what he"ll end up uz
I mean yellow and young
Asians live til they're one, and can't pronounce hello even when they're done
countin back from 100 after they reached triple digits then they grow agun.
Get kinda mean spirited with the outcome of communism huh bruh?
Well you're welcome here...
until trump
Just keep your fukin mouth shut and your tongue rolled up
Eyes low, til they touchin your smile and Saggin' with the wind blow
And if I catch you talkin with a ping or po you homo sap
I'll latch your underwear to the bar you hung low, & snap...that bar broke
It was a twig, good though
you needed one better.ho
Always lookin out for you, cuz you lookin down on this crew, saggy droopy, and eyes glazed,yellow skin sickinin'
Too bad your keyboard ain't as sick producin as your type of skin
But that one against black2? Bruh scribble and ether/either that or acetone and apply the whole mass
Scrub and scrub til oxygen formulates into gas
Inhale that, hold it in and don't talk until your purpler than a medical kush sack
And even when you can't breathe, keep doing what you are doing: don't inhale a thing
Perfect time to write a rap like you did to black2 is when you're suffocating
the logic behind a flip technique
is to use that persons attack as a balance
not a beam
I like your tech skills, they had a nice flow
Until you decided to go ice cold and drop the bar low
Jumped over the boat
forgot your float and drank salt until you sank
and became a mermaid
with legs
Didnt last long until you ended up sushi for a sharks date
I leave enough wake to keep the flow goin' both ways
Breath of fresh air, cocky or frank?
Idk or care I'm fresher than monsters stank
Rank? Low,
high gene? high indeed smells like stanky feat,
and is accepting of weed
Cool beans speakin of stinky things
Monster stinks worse than anyone who's decent at staying up to speed
can't take someone's flow and not be expecting an emergency resurgence of excitement
Took your double entendres and was like nah you can have them
Dang Dung waste of brain, and you only have sum
I should've looked at the name
But now I'm 3/2 of the way done
I smelled sh!t and went readin
And it wasn't your sentences that brought this restlessness to my attention
It was that you mentioned Max without mentionen'
how bad Tylers rhythm & intelligence
is
Its mixed into one small sand pit
Anythin' worth rememberin' flows to the bottom and sits
dirt is at the foundation of his craftsmanship
I wonder if temp will digg him up
Dam Max your rap has everythin' except a time
Limut(limit)
I'm dry?No you're dry cement.
I'm wetter than a fish in a lake
Moister than the grass after it rains
I'm also moldier than what calculates equations in your brain,
Nothin' in his cranium so I take back what i say....
that's why he's gotta calculator that wobbles from his gold chain
Minus the Midas and you Midas well got a rusty game
You lack the focus to interlock most of it
It's the equivalent to a crossword puzzle without the boxes
except you've created the opposite
There's no solvin' what you're sayin Picasso
you're so abstract I'd add a subtraction to your traction,
Losin' momentum/mom-wake-me-up-in-ten
Not everything qualifies as a forward slash until you forget to enter again
Then it's backwards off the scoreboard for this Chinese turd
Backgammon/back-gaming-again?
Wide receiver? Absurd
Actually I believe it
he stands as tall as Kendrick,
Bar ain't high to begin with
They take one look at Dung and like nope communist germs infested
"not you you'll drop the ball. youre cement dense young kid"
Looks like the Suns in his way
Actually he's shaded his eyelids are free just a lil overweighted
What it really is: is his moms fault
His face ended up looken a bit misshapen
Now its internal and not just physical
His body is misshapen (so the body of the verse) literal
His tech flo was good and he was doin the monster boat row
while he floated and gloated and boast about his unperturbed tech know/techno (you're into beats right?)
Mate, check what you write, but I don't give a fuk
I'm just tryna clean up this monster literacy bugs dump
Right? checkmate I'll just take the whole games design
reevaluate, round up to the nearest great
And sense you' are lackin sense
I'll tell you now bro we are a lot different
Age is only a number, except when you're countin sense
Which is the reason in your purse is less than ten
And the reason I keep goin back to the angle on which I attack you with the cents/sense
Is cuz you're always writin' me back
Tryin real hard to flip it
And hey you flip it hard enough that all I gotta do is twist it
A tornado is my blitz hit
Wipe out your complex apartment ya live in
No biggie you Asian,you used to tragedy
Pearl Harbor was a calamity
but I'm more like a pacifist/pacific
So I forgive you for your implications
Keep livin in a market enterprise
It's salvation,
spangled thank ya to this nation
(All in good practice no offense intended, idk if there's errors or whatever, plus i did this off a duckin iPhone hard as hell all them auto correct bs) peace yall -
Floor didn't rhyme bro
So I'll take a mop and wipe your flow
Until your floor is shinin from Max's spit
Roast your *** while I'm Fukin it
With complex stolen theorems from Pythagoras the mathematician
I'm just a combustion combination of math and English
Multies are pleasant but peasant if you can't master the basics
Then you'll always be on a time limit
Listen and write down every vowel sound you've heard me jot
And this is how you flow and began to bounce around a lot
I'm possession you to possess a sliver of gratitude
For even respondin' with a average clue
on how to improve without usin
a skeleton as a syllable count
But your name Is blackout
So I'm fittin to fix your mouth with a fittin sandwich with extra knuckles out
A side of teeth and
Ivory/I've already seen
The future you will bleed
So here's a punchline to make your mandible feel a little looser
than your shoes when you trip over the string
when your havin a bad vibe when you're havin a good time at the same time
It's just me dangling playing a game
With ways to strangle you with vine
Kill ya self like Kenny who finally died
I gotta intoxicate want some masters bait? Read the words I say
Annihilate and violate with recitals I recite in everyday sites of mass kills
Sorry I like to revisit past memory/ies'ill
Your bones are nice I'll grind while playin a fiddle and you can suck this nip a lil
Titty baby bich want some warm milk want me to coddle and say good job
You're a prodigy when you isn't even showing any energy?
That bothers me and I'm a fiend about this **** i do take it seriously
So I'm sorry if I'm a bother but you bothered me
I just feel bad for the body you have
Lack thereof it was lackin everythin
but the asterisk which was half of your verse....dude back
out black out, here's the exit, click log out, before I make your eyes fog and fall out
and I wonder did you even care to battle bruh
And if you did why would pro with his 3000 line hearse sent cypherins'
Waste such time on another black
One is enough, now we have Rick
And you
Three times as many as we should, all I do is abuse this troop
Hittin them like an ambush unit I'm subliminal and directly confrontational
Wanna battle lets do it
Your brains are yours no doubt blackout I'd never take that rusted machine out,
It hardly works
Im WD40 pal, lets grease ya down
Til your slippin around in your hearse
Dance until you're soakin' and brown
Maybe your flow will slide a better when said aloud, it's so dam dirty and all cuss words have five letters
I don't want to figure your riddles
But out loud id still never say you're the writer id deny such..
Listen to the laughin of the clowns
But It's just me talkin to myself
In fifty different persons perspectives
It's all a joke until you glance back
and Max is hackin your spine out
Hatchet Chopin' with the blunt end
Forcin that skeleton to move over for Max's shoulder, I possess your skin
Must've just blacked out blacks sound
Up with a key click
Take a second homie and remix
Keep your distance from above my verses or your destined to get hit with
Max's quality precise burst of murderous accurate merciless diss
I'm burstin with shrapnel, a grenade
But like a Phoenix I'll just never go away just fade and suddenly here's
Tay
Ha silly fagit I'm the magician
Self made
That pulls the sihwee rabbit from the hat then
I'll put it back after snappin him in half
It's a joke ya? Nah Im a tragic example of a ramble rap enthusiass't
My flows multi sicker than an epidemic
I'm a sick bat and I ball hard and screech sonar
Until my radar shows me where the insects are
I stay far away
Until no one writes me back and I'm on break -
Son, you think your good, get it out of your head, Originally Posted by _SBU
you keep continuing your gonna end up dead,
Should of known a dog as parent was a bad crossbred,
unlike you ima real purebred,
Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,
After im done with you, you be bleeding red,
Now everything, i dont say be left unsaid,
So before you post better think ahead,
Cuz no matter what you do, i fu(king own this thread,
To, whoever fights back, I'll be here,
Im just waiting for a volunteer,
a queeer,a seer, whoever it is, prepare to have fear,
Cause when im done with you its just another souvenire,
If you still wanna go, i'll put in gear,
around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,
Now dont shed a tear, its ok,
many down syndrom *****e$ like you, cant manage this play,
its only for the real mc's not the gay,
all the girls be going Horray Horray,
as i end my rap, i showed u whos the king,
life,, im better then you in everything,
guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string. -
Originally Posted by _SBU
My teams got shooters waiting for u, pierced domes, ya we kill creeps,
We're all infrared dying.. & that's exactly what sends him 6 ft deep,
U ain't known for being HOF.. This f*g was made soft,
If he ever has veteran status, a predator missile tore his fking face off,
This depressed fagot is a joke, who the fuk is he trying to harm?
Connecting the dots is a challenge.. Cuz lately he's been doing that on his arm,
I stay slaughtering faggs... just know this is a definite body,
They'll need half a fking country with donation if sbu Cross me,
I'll smash ur bit(h hard, she's a sh1t tramp obviously,
Dug out that pu$sy so fast it restarted the Boston & Yanks rivalry,
Fuk with me & you'll die.. callin harder than life out? This f*g is mental,
So I'll leave red alert, as a swarm of fuking punches crack his temple -
I heard you and your bros are dissin' me
Well I suppose at least it shows you're listening
And I'm really not worried about foes or enemies
I'll show you just how important a cool composure is to me
And you really don't want me to expose your history
Take it from someone who knows the misery
Of bein' the one that's hated, underrated and opposed officially
Yet still let skills grow and rose to victory
So if your petty disses are supposed to get to me
I'm sorry to tell ya that they aren't even close to sh1t to me
Those are negative vibes and there's no way those'll injure me
You'd think after repetitive tries you'd realize that there's no way those'll hinder me
And I know ya only hate me greatly because there aint no way you hoes'll limit me
Right now I'm just the local vocal entity, not really tryin' to cause social emnity
But aint no tellin' how big I may get if they get the wit' I slay wit' is positively a totally noble energy -
Back I can't stand you, take your e's
and cut your knee's
Til your height matches your bars potency
Fukin nothing like this line I'm loading
Goading the goat ain't a choice most folks choose to invoke
You chose to get choked or hoisted by a rope til your vocal cords snap and are left broke
Neck snaps like my fingers when I jazz to some jazz scat, your keyboard
I will take and break into quarter halfs
Black once you came back your fate was sealed like white woman who like blacks
There's no goin back, unless Max takes your back and bends it in half
til your chest is makin eye contact with the floormat
You can't match half of my content with a book of rhetoric
Or on a trip cuz of acid
We on different continents, I got ammunition
You still spark verses with flint
This ain't no match when you're writing with caveman script
You're delusional on psychedelics if you think your lines will resonate in any guest cerebellums
with your lack of battle wit
You're easy b and your full of $hit if you think your pity lines will make you worthy of cypherin' against
But I still owe you for your ego and noisiness, you're very well known for being horribly old with the same vowels and broken tone
I hope I get to shake your hand and break the bones
Only then will I leave ya alone drone -
taylormaximus cut it out, everyone here hates you Originally Posted by taylormaximus
Your parents even hesitated before they decided to make you
I bet your the kinda kid who would wait a week in line to meet the guy who played darth vader
You put as much fear in me as a retarded second grader
There are so many made up words in your 'rap' I can barely read it
So buddy do everyone here a favor and control alt delete it
I'm done with you, I'm just going to let you be
But before I go I just wanted you to know, ur father gave u an std -
[QUOTE=LazyOne;1046146]
do us all a favor and stop rappin, be a wiseman Originally Posted by BLackout104Gaming
ur verses are garbage, ur better off bein a hypeman
i got the tight plan, keepin the heater n my right hand
youll make a fine fan, im on top like after u smoke plants
cant stand cause im makin paper, u tryin flip scripts
sayin u run wit killa cliques, callin the cops and givin em tips
i emptied a clip on the last B!tch that wanted to snitch
u woulda thought he swallowed cement, the way i had em shittin bricks
heres some Advice
timin is first and it seems to be the key
let them diss u first then respond immediately
in order to master the art of war dont start a war
sh!t not no more I scared em off there are no more
u cant score, and i aint a human im a
super sonic suicidal unabomba cannibal ill eat ur raps call me
jeffrey dahmer left me he legacy to carry on alotta
rumors that im worse than osama
and talks about im the hottest to be honest
hiphop aint been the same since Tupac moved to Cuba on us/ -
Yeah I've been trapped in your head, your creeping under my bed, you know what, when your stalking I just can't wait until you ****ing drop dead, I couldn't see you, yet your creeping trying to follow me around, when you gasp for air I'll leave you chopped up in the ground, I know I never was the best, but you've taken all the pressure, I rap away, you can try but fail on effort, I can spit, you can die, burn in hell without your eyes, every morning looking up into the sky wondering why, asking why, when they're trapped there with you, trying to hide but you knew, you can die, you know its true, your nothing for fighting through, you know its me, you know I'm better, best believe, I'm shining *****, you can't see, you know you wish that you were me, my rhymes are flowing down hot, reminds me of when your in the nether, feeling lesser, not to clever, you'll be severed, can't be better, but you'll never leave the nether cause your dead and I'll be better, whoops your turn, haha no pressure... Originally Posted by taylormaximus
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[QUOTE=levii;1046275]
You know... I liked the cement/bricks line Originally Posted by LazyOne
Or did you steal that one too?
Here... You should buy one of these: http://images.says.com/uploads/story...thumb_72f0.jpg
It'll help you stop biting others
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Levi. You seam'stressed? I'm Taylor Maximus,
and Ill do my best to relieve the pressure and stank of bein the next text biter,
it's on your breath...
In fact lay you to rest, undressed and mouth stitched
A cement brick I ****, pasted on your head
A hand I wiped my *** with, caressin your neck
Until my hand spasms and your spinal column disconnects
I'm a wreck, I'm Erik and I can't help it I'm an addict
To being totally pathetic, mood apathetic
Wrist I cut til mom calls the medic
Hectic life I live
These Levi jeans wouldn't even fit a anorexic
if they were on a Buddha binge swallowin pills and prescrips
Til their liver calls for someone to assist
This stools about to get extra bloody the more I sit on the complications of
Being extra ugly
Basically this basic bich with his bitten lyrics
Comes and says in a awkward stance
Max you're to rough man,
Can you soften up some,ya dik?
No I can't I'm harder than a cement $hit
I shitted out, while teeth grit in rhythm eyes locked in trance
clairvoyance?
Why yes ma'am, the spirit leaves the intestine then leaves a message
I paved the toilet and stuffed Levi's genes/jeans into it,
flushed and praised, caressed gently
My throbbin gaped
Rectum
for its continued support in the cycle of removin waste
Dissect Levi's thread?
Annexed him instead
Conclusion
Not a threat. A waste
A threat to threaten all
I reckon the threat is that the threat will be small
The size of Levi in the kid section in a nearby mall
when he's in the kids section on tippy toes to see over kids stalls
Short guy short lines
So Max text shorts because Levi -
Levii you say you got a heater in your right hand,
the c*ck that you force on to chicks, you'll end up with a fine-and,
Your penis castrated when I send you over to Iran,
I'll get you tickets, a b1tch like you'll fit right into Thailand.
Your wise words, I'll accept into my life.
You win wars by not starting them, that's sound advice.
Let's hope you aint a citizen of the USA,
cos then you'll learn to regret the stupid sh1t you say.
If I let my opponent strike first, I can measure his strength,
Then using the 48 laws I can make sure I'll never see him again.
Law 4, I'll have you on your knees begging for more,
Fewer words can say more but require more thought.
Law 8, cast bait to lure the enemy in,
Allow you a false belief that you can actually win.
Law 19, it's important to recognise a superior,
You think you own this thread, let me analyse your delirium.
Take it to the doctor's office, don't know what to do about it,
The boy's chatting sh1t again, I just can't have it,
But wait you suffer from 19, 8, 4,
So if 19 ate 4, that leaves 15 to say more.
Law 15, Crush your enemies totally,
Slit your wrists, inject you with some coke-and-see,
If you're a god as you claim, or a mere b1tch,
Cos to me your as minor as a flea causing a b1tch to itch.
I'm back again, I keep disappearing it's kinda Shady,
Maybe it's cos I feel like y'all can't compete or I'm being lazy.
T Max, I never die I rise from the heat,
I'm a Phoenix, I'll always come back from defeat.
Proof is in your mum's room, left a DNA trail for free,
Take the covers off, You can get my cum back from da-feet.
To you new kids who are biting lyrics, you can f*ck right off. This sh1ts for a laugh, you ain't impressing anyone you f*cking wastemen. -
what the hell was that? do us all a favor and quit rap,
you couldn't tap that if yo name was Fetty Wap,
your bars are weak
makes even my eyes wanna leak,
think your rap was on fleek?
but ***** you couldn't think of something smart, even if your name was ' mrs. Geek'
your rhymes dont even make sense, why dont you choose 'one' tense, and take your smelly *** back to building a farm fence.
i could give you rap lessons, mid-day noon or midnight sessions?
i could teach a dog new tricks, other than how to ***-lick, is this goin' through? your brain so thiiicck!!
you think you laugh in a rap battle?
you think anybody's here to impress?
let me ease your mind, and put my wasted time to rest. you can go hard little boy, be my guest. -
Levii, you don't pack straps man/ The only strap you pack is a strapon in ya Nicki Minaj bag man/ Fall back man, cause I let gats blam, and dawg I will make you eat pellets like pac man/ You can't rap, I suggest you stop gripping mics, you not gone shine or flash bright you the type the epileptics like/ And you just told a bunch of lies in ya weak lines you said you eat raps I can tell you the anorexic type/ And you ain't empty clips on nobody/ Stop lying, you live on a block that caught no bodies/ And dawg you ain't gotta lie to look cool/ You look like a fool on the web rhyming like you got homis/ And you got the nerve to call the boul a snitch, knowing that if the Feds cuff you up you gone fold like origami/ And you talking bout you not human/ Stop talking stupid you human I'll make you leak body fluids talking hard but in reality dawg you soft and chewy/ You pissing me off, I would box you up but if I don't box you up then my youngbouls with the choppas gonna do it/ Or my oldheads'll trace you home, the 8'll make ya face hot like straightening combs/
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You *****es writtig novels, 2 minutes cannot stop me.
I'm ill on this ****, pop pills on this ****, strait kill on this ****, 100 percent real on this ****..
Most of u fools don't make no sence, striat up ^ this fool has killed my suspense.
Got u suspect looking hard, mobbing down the blvd, ina busted *** car, but dont turn on that retard, dumb *** mutha ****a's always trippin' an ****, but I be that mutha ****a' strait plowing ur chick, she love the ****, an I give it to her oh so hard.
Make her taste her own ***** when I'm mobbin' the blvd. I'm strait clowning poundin' on you Sissy's, you keep on talkin' **** but we all know u ****in' missed me....
Hahaha
wanna hug lil homie? **** man don't cry, get the **** up my face I'm not the type to apologize, and if I do, fists to your dome. Drop you like b*tch because, ***** I'm GROWN!!! -
Fuc* ya new kids, I demand the Originals,
My brothers inspired by SBU when he was at his pinnacle.
Not you d1ckheads who in an effort to be sellable,
Latch on to real artists and steal every syllable.
F*ck this bullshit dissing the guy in the previous post,
I'll move away from that Template, Like BnB after his roast.
I'll bully you all evenly, I don't care what the coast,
Serve you crips before drinking your blood, proposing a toast.
(I) keep this side of me on locks,
(Will) thousands of miles you walk across,
(Not) an MC alive that I can't cuss
(Lose) Bars on a higher level like boulders in a catapult.
It's time to end the sleeping, it's time to kill the dream,
This threads gonna go from a bit of fun, to a f*cking horror scene.
I can make an MC, see the sea floor, without a trigger and C4,
Have his gf watching, sitting nearby on a see-saw,
With clamps on her eyes, to make sure that she saw.
My level ain't hard to get to, it's plain impossible,
Like jet fuel melting steel beams, it's plane impossible.
Two L's in my balls so you can share them, don't have to fight,
LazyOne suck on my left nut, Levii can take the right,
You'll have to switch over with Temp and Maximum later on in the night.
I ain't firing blind shots hoping to get someone, I ain't Oscar Pistorious,
Just trying to give you a leg to stand on, by making you furious.
When I write, I yell in pain, cos my pen-is-sizzlin,
I'm destroying you bacteria like a dose of penicillin.
But I'm hoping some of you are resistant, I want you to survive,
So the next batch is greater and this art form's kept alive. -
Kenny you want nuts
Here's your decapitated head in a sack
Youre nuts youre wack
Wackier than that joke you call an
All out attack
Here's my nutsak, bouncin in rhythm
As I laugh at Osamas attempt at lyricism
He can't match this Lycans bloodlust if he was sparklin with vampirism
His sad attempts at metaphors leaves a sad @ temp metaphor within his sentence
'N I know Kennys a medic assistant but really his pessimism is quite
Persistent
If I had cancer he'd be like but your horoscopes
A Scorpio look on the bright side
No I'll bite your side where the jugular resides
Forced medic homo into a homocide
Itchin' with creation creativism
Activate the Medic allocation system
It helps to locate a future victim
If you have gps installed to find heart rhythms
But if not then it's another terrorist with virgin aquisition syndrome
Hate to diagnose your lack of vision
But your dome is infested with rusted chrome
I'm a medic from all these times I overdose on over the boat tidal flows
And when I overcome comatose on the side of the road
I'm like sick bro new load of ammo I'll use on Kennys worse than ever stanza
Kennys gonna die alone a diamond I Erode
What I mean is men try and end up diedmen below the 6 ft line
Where they continue erodin' -
kenny the under achiever
if Kenny was a girl
I would be a woman beater
And abuse tha bich til Kennys
Face resemblance resembled
That of some plague victim suffocate
Suffocation isn't enough for my phalanges
I want to make eye contact as i commit the violent act of strangling
Asphyxiation with hands clenched around a string drawed tightly around Kennys neck until he can't breathe
Doesn't seem enough to damage Kens scheme
So with a dose of over the norm prescription of needle in the arm
I'm depictin' a scene indeed where Kenny comes to harm
From Max beestingin' with bars
And this could be daily
Until his veins cease to bleed and
From his liver he bleeds internally from
All these internal schemes reasons to spark a duby, it's on i, Max or me
I conduct electricity and the next syllable I target with my viscosity
Sparks like lightning, erupt viciously
You cannot handle the pose of my prose
With my lawn hose I spray yards away
Like ammunition off an AK
It don't matter how many shots I take
Ones bound to make mark
And that's precise aim
Douse a medic with gainless lines just ta flex ya strength
Easy enough cuz no one else is worthy of goin the extra length
This rulers measured enough to know y'all mouths get
Taped shut after Max shows up -
Let's eradicate the curtain, give the fans a view of the backstage,
Cos TMax is as fake as all them hookers on Backpage.
You're a soldier in training, so I got some words for you,
How does it feel when you got your gun to a kids head and they curse at you?
Pray for you to lose your mother and your brothers,
Hopes that your dad commits suicide, and that you suffer?
How does it feel to be hated by the rest of the world?
For being a cog in a machine, that does whatever he's told?
Oh wait there's a "team" in "TMax",
So you just follow the other sheep, like a good little eediat.
F*ck talking about your job, that's just a bush in the garden,
A single entry in the list that Bush has been starting.
It's time to de-weed your life, get rid of your 'Blue Dreams',
You can smoke 'Sour Maui' and wish you never knew me.
Your girl Mary's been cheating, don't listen to what she says,
I smoked you with your own draw, gun gleaming like Earl Hayes.
If you ain't realised yet, this ain't battle rap no more,
It stops being a battle when your legs no longer touch the floor,
Your ankles swinging slowly, there's a note stuck up on the door,
'I wouldn't have done this if it weren't for Kenny and Mary the wh0re.'
So he's dead now, I shouldn't p1ss on his grave,
F*ck it next year Imma knock on his mum's yard and hand her a deathday cake.
Let her weep in the corner, use her tears as the lube,
Slit her throat open, wait for the sign,
Of her blood gurgling, then f*ck her dying body to make her mine,
And define to this forum da-fine of de-fyin me,
Let's see if this wannabes ghost keeps replyin' to me.
