I'm ill

[J-oNE/Pat-B-Rick]

i cant tell if u guys are being sarcastic or
really mesmorized..

Me too

[Swordsman]

Man I got nice verse departures//
that penetrate your weak satures//
I break your skeletal structures//
just because ya'all acting like vultures//
damn everybody trying to tell the Swordsman he is wack//
I hit you with the lyrical 18 divide by 2//
Spray paint a picture in your head by violent propulsion//
the real shit that causes all your brain nerves to malfunction//
rhythmic flair// shit I'm not fair//
I've been holding back// cause I know you cats would scream out wack//
like you know the rap// I get with the clap//
give the crack boy a crack// then spend all your cash//
to break the voodoo// I'm not young zooloo//
so you can neva tell me what to do//
your whole crew sucks// only I can see that shit//
Koli went to jail just for slapping weak cats//
and then you call him a convict//  he is better off on my dick//
the Monopoly would neva be top of the pyrimid//
now you admit// I've been lying low like a fugitive//
now I'm dropping ill shit like an aids patient on a laxative//
I'm a landmyn so when You dropbomb I blast it off me//
robone I'll hunt you down through multiple homicide agencies//
then they'll fake shit like giving you free vacancies//
ya'all not mc's// I got more spitting than 7 seas//
I'll be back bitches// just to give you more stitches//
Soxman Da Swordsman you heva heard of me//
ya only know the Swords part// you don't know the Sox dart// throwing
cranium cracking//

[rob_one]

Man I got nice verse departures//
that penetrate your weak satures//
I break your skeletal structures//
just because ya'all acting like vultures//
damn everybody trying to tell the Swordsman he is wack//
I hit you with the lyrical 18 divide by 2//
Spray paint a picture in your head by violent propulsion//
the real shit that causes all your brain nerves to malfunction//
rhythmic flair// shit I'm not fair//
I've been holding back// cause I know you cats would scream out wack//
like you know the rap// I get with the clap//
give the crack boy a crack// then spend all your cash//
to break the voodoo// I'm not young zooloo//
so you can neva tell me what to do//
your whole crew sucks// only I can see that shit//
Koli went to jail just for slapping weak cats//
and then you call him a convict//  he is better off on my dick//
the Monopoly would neva be top of the pyrimid//
now you admit// I've been lying low like a fugitive//
now I'm dropping ill shit like an aids patient on a laxative//
I'm a landmyn so when You dropbomb I blast it off me//
robone I'll hunt you down through multiple homicide agencies//
then they'll fake shit like giving you free vacancies//
ya'all not mc's// I got more spitting than 7 seas//
I'll be back bitches// just to give you more stitches//
Soxman Da Swordsman you heva heard of me//
ya only know the Swords part// you don't know the Sox dart// throwing
cranium cracking//

Look, I'm sorry to say this, I really am, but don't post these anymore. Your writtens are weak. You may have the dopest flow ever but on paper you're coming off...eh. Work on your shit. Then come back.

[Inca]

Man I got nice verse departures//
that penetrate your weak satures//
I break your skeletal structures//
just because ya'all acting like vultures//
damn everybody trying to tell the Swordsman he is wack//
I hit you with the lyrical 18 divide by 2//
Spray paint a picture in your head by violent propulsion//
the real shit that causes all your brain nerves to malfunction//
rhythmic flair// shit I'm not fair//
I've been holding back// cause I know you cats would scream out wack//
like you know the rap// I get with the clap//
give the crack boy a crack// then spend all your cash//
to break the voodoo// I'm not young zooloo//
so you can neva tell me what to do//
your whole crew sucks// only I can see that shit//
Koli went to jail just for slapping weak cats//
and then you call him a convict//  he is better off on my dick//
the Monopoly would neva be top of the pyrimid//
now you admit// I've been lying low like a fugitive//
now I'm dropping ill shit like an aids patient on a laxative//
I'm a landmyn so when You dropbomb I blast it off me//
robone I'll hunt you down through multiple homicide agencies//
then they'll fake shit like giving you free vacancies//
ya'all not mc's// I got more spitting than 7 seas//
I'll be back bitches// just to give you more stitches//
Soxman Da Swordsman you heva heard of me//
ya only know the Swords part// you don't know the Sox dart// throwing
cranium cracking//

I cant believ u actualy posted this gabbage,
U shud b ashamed of yoself....
i couldnt bring my self 2 finish reading it/
I burnd kilojoels try 2 reason it/
Shit...i aint gona say nuthin more/
exapt, whacknes galore/
retards adore u/
embarased 4 u/
....-shaking head-....i cant beliv this cat...

[mphossiblepunkstah]

tjo tjo..........

[ToXic Candy]

This is some real MC dissing right there...
I guess all those listed in Swordsman's piece are still in the process of wrting their comebacks but I believe not even months later can anyone top this shit right there.

*...damn his ill....*

[Swordsman]

"ya'all hating me cause ya ain't me''. wild candy baby yu's appreciated,the rest screw you bcoz you all kissing a** to cash you rob_one but you can't actually break da Swordsman
I'm done with ya cats cause you got no skill but you really know how to hate. who ever called you tight is a disgrace to life.

Peace

[GreenBat]

My world wide web stretches beside Tibet/
I'm far fetched tough to figure out hard to digest/
My design lets me get inside heads/
I'm straight wit da flavour i don savour no sidesteps/
Wit hi-tech biceps i'm strangling dialects/
I oversize my text don ask me how i gets/
Wilder than an animal that walks on its hindlegs/
Salute da Luger shoot da intruder/
I tri-angle shorts untill u lose your Bermuda/
Launch cold war missiles that's confusing Cuba/
No clues to da future it's all blind luck/
Behind da mind f*** is I got your mind knocked up/
You's a wet blanket/
I caught u red handed/
Man u all about garbage like Fred Sanford/
I neva staggered i managed to work thru da urge/
Log on to myspace & u can actually view my words/
Although da truth hurts they'll tell u that da proof's preferred/
I'm from da ground up i'll tell u that's da roof u heard//

[1kind]

Nice one to the greenbat

[Inca]

"ya'all hating me cause ya ain't me''. wild candy baby yu's appreciated,the rest screw you bcoz you all kissing a** to cash you rob_one but you can't actually break da Swordsman
I'm done with ya cats cause you got no skill but you really know how to hate. who ever called you tight is a disgrace to life.

Peace

Ya'll hate me blah blah blah...
Swordsman, yo writtens denote a very serious whackness symtom/
u stand a beta chance battlin a 1 eyed kliptomaniack wit tourettes syndrom/
sarcasm is tha lowest form of social discors/
But in yo case its a substitud 4 ill mataphores/
I sow yo lil post, i wasnt moved/
Ur lucky i even said aniting u shud hav been boo'd/
I find yo particulor choice of crack amusing, illnes bogus/
I spit shit with an impact that knocks tha wind outta u, n yo eyez loose focus/
INCA's spellbinding rhyming/
Is deliverd wit imaculate timing/
U came 2 AG for moral support n companionship/
If dope linez wer a sword, ud stil lack tha swordsmanship/

[SUPER RUTHLESS]

Yo Inca did u go for some dictionary cla**es when u were gone... u coming back with fire dude

[Psycogenesis]

What's Ill? Lines that hit like steel anvils?
I've read a few rhymes and non fit the bill,
Ampel lines with no prescription pills,
some of these cats just need to see doctor Phil,
punchlines that's more feminine than sandles,
The bandits still keeps it real like old skool samples,
claiming it for a good cause but they aint got no rubber bangles,
The writing's on the wall of the mind vandals,
But cats don't hear cause they're ears are covered by their ankles,
Society thinks I'm square cause I got the right angles,
but like Kunta Kinte, I just wanna shatter the shackles,
chain mail for snail pace on railways,
diagnosis is ill but never seen dr dre or octagon,
Hip Hop Temple reborn to perform Autopsys on scorned cats that's foreign...

[GreenBat]

Again & again i delivered cinamon scents/
Recogmends which evidence & switch my offence/
Small views thru a big lens that prick da sense/
False pretence i'm still out to seek revenge/
For da cats who was finally forced to sleep in dens/
In a city where da profits neva meet da endz/
Visualize i'll summerize as one o' da guys/
You're looking @ me but felt u had da sun in your eyes/
Tell u something @ least i got something obese/
Full o' callories something that da fat lady needs/
True indeed she demands i press repeat/
Or do an encore on anything a chief decrees/
No more antics from now on this ant'll mix/
While u were sampled to show how well u handled dicks/
And for all o' you romantics that can't resist/
I got a chainsaw ice picks & candlesticks/
I got red roses spiked bats & bandages/
I got structure now all i need's to add da bricks//

[GreenBat]

What's Ill? Lines that hit like steel anvils?
I've read a few rhymes and non fit the bill,
Ampel lines with no prescription pills,
some of these cats just need to see doctor Phil,
punchlines that's more feminine than sandles,
The bandits still keeps it real like old skool samples,
claiming it for a good cause but they aint got no rubber bangles,
The writing's on the wall of the mind vandals,
But cats don't hear cause they're ears are covered by their ankles,
Society thinks I'm square cause I got the right angles,
but like Kunta Kinte, I just wanna shatter the shackles,
chain mail for snail pace on railways,
diagnosis is ill but never seen dr dre or octagon,
Hip Hop Temple reborn to perform Autopsys on scorned cats that's foreign...

[Psycogenesis]

What's Ill? Lines that hit like steel anvils?
I've read a few rhymes and non fit the bill,
Ampel lines with no prescription pills,
some of these cats just need to see doctor Phil,
punchlines that's more feminine than sandles,
The bandits still keeps it real like old skool samples,
claiming it for a good cause but they aint got no rubber bangles,
The writing's on the wall of the mind vandals,
But cats don't hear cause they're ears are covered by their ankles,
Society thinks I'm square cause I got the right angles,
but like Kunta Kinte, I just wanna shatter the shackles,
chain mail for snail pace on railways,
diagnosis is ill but never seen dr dre or octagon,
Hip Hop Temple reborn to perform Autopsys on scorned cats that's foreign...

Don't hate, what you can't infultrate,
some cats are big fish, and some cats are bait.
Go to Dr Phil, I don't battle girls...