^^^^ each one teach one, how does it feel to be on the end administering the ether? :)
excuse me according to time it's still f***ing brunch
yo shit's like balboa without qualijuice, don't pack no punch
'put my right hand on your chest and make you turn left'
i only turned left cause of the smell of yo breath
you think by coming first it makes me look crappy
shit i only come second to make your wife happy
enough wasting my time you not on my level
top cla** defender of rap, you'sa has been like the brothers neville...
I'm ill
excuse me according to time it's still f***ing brunch
yo shit's like balboa without qualijuice, don't pack no punch
'put my right hand on your chest and make you turn left'
i only turned left cause of the smell of yo breath
you think by coming first it makes me look crappy
shit i only come second to make your wife happy
enough wasting my time you not on my level
top cla** defender of rap, you'sa has been like the brothers neville...
Ill for sheeziee...that was lethal
yo look crappy head joe Brandfort's bitch//
stop replying like a snitch or you gonna get a stitch//
my capabilities make your mother want to blow me//
and your father wants to slaughter me for making his wife a subject of my polygimi//
hold it jimmy// you don't even know me//
the last time I had a bad breath was when I ate human flesh//
for my ceremonial trash// the swordsman killing fresh//
I'm chilling with my boy Julius Ceaser// and I can see Ca**ius holding the Gladius//
and shit is about to get serious// and I have it all on hold//
while my buddy Van Gogh paints a picture// of me writing a deadly scripture//
preparing your body for slaughter//
You are the source of my laughter// cause my attention you are after//
bitch a**// ;D
I can see Ca**ius holding the Gladius
I can see Ca**ius holding the Gladius
I'll be gladius if you shut the f*** up... ;)
i cant tell if u guys are being sarcastic or
really mesmorized..
the last time I had a bad breath was when I ate
bitch a**// ;D
I can't top that....hahahaha
excuse me according to time it's still f***ing brunch
yo shit's like balboa without qualijuice, don't pack no punch
'put my right hand on your chest and make you turn left'
i only turned left cause of the smell of yo breath
you think by coming first it makes me look crappy
shit i only come second to make your wife happy
enough wasting my time you not on my level
top cla** defender of rap, you'sa has been like the brothers neville...
excuse me according to time it's still f***ing brunch
yo shit's like balboa without qualijuice, don't pack no punch
'put my right hand on your chest and make you turn left'
i only turned left cause of the smell of yo breath
you think by coming first it makes me look crappy
shit i only come second to make your wife happy
enough wasting my time you not on my level
top cla** defender of rap, you'sa has been like the brothers neville...
OHH MY f***IN WORD.....
Shit is dope yo...
You bitches really needed my shit//
just to show you that you ain't fit//
enough with the bluff// and all the rappers claiming tough//
Son my shit is rough// thats why I neva shit on you rookies//
bcoz ya all crumble like cookies// now look I'm a Swordsman//
on top of it I'm the Soxman// now you need to get real and google me//
and stop making fun of yourself like teedies bee// doing
for many years I've been spitting// you only discovered the mic now//
and claim to be killing who? me. son you's more pathetic than a faggot//
with a f*** me sign// you got frankenstein shortcuts// now you forgot who's real//
son I meant It when I said I'm ill thats why I'm going easy on you//
greasy homie// I don't need to spit it only// I just make it oily//
then you'll be slipping on it// 10 more rhymes for the planet orbit//
got your a** all scared like the female norbit// you's a misfit//
bitch I'm even falling asleep trying to write this//
now come back and try to diss//
You bitches really needed my shit//
just to show you that you ain't fit//
enough with the bluff// and all the rappers claiming tough//
Son my shit is rough// thats why I neva shit on you rookies//
bcoz ya all crumble like cookies// now look I'm a Swordsman//
on top of it I'm the Soxman// now you need to get real and google me//
and stop making fun of yourself like teedies bee// doing
for many years I've been spitting// you only discovered the mic now//
and claim to be killing who? me. son you's more pathetic than a faggot//
with a f*** me sign// you got frankenstein shortcuts// now you forgot who's real//
son I meant It when I said I'm ill thats why I'm going easy on you//
greasy homie// I don't need to spit it only// I just make it oily//
then you'll be slipping on it// 10 more rhymes for the planet orbit//
got your a** all scared like the female norbit// you's a misfit//
bitch I'm even falling asleep trying to write this//
now come back and try to diss//
Look dawg I said I was going easy man, thats why you think its whack, whack, whack, whackedy whack. I just wanted to show 'em that I got more skill than any person can imagine.
Look dawg I said I was going easy man, thats why you think its whack, whack, whack, whackedy whack. I just wanted to show 'em that I got more skill than any person can imagine.
dudes is postin garbage like the thread title's junk mail/
I just need a AG BARAAACK pic titled epic fail/
but ima keep it to myself like my beemer keys/
or how i was with ya girl on her knees while i freed my seeds/
Jesus please! guess niggas is tryin really hard to be mc'ees!/
If that dont work out then nigga try a tender with dat B.E.E/
I take up arms n kill niggas like im Julius M/
Niggas pointin fingers at me sayin "the truth is HIM"/
i cant tell if u guys are being sarcastic or
really mesmorized..
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// :P
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// :P
"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
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,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...
with the sword I give the bitch bat chest bone breakage//
ur bladder burst causing leakage//
first pain forced wreckage//
you fake f***s I'm a savage// my knowledge delivers damage//
INCAcerate me with your wack shit?// bitch u not likely
I whip it precisely// thats why you don't even like me//
I intimidate you like a bitch is by a lightning//
with the shenobi I cut the wings off so call me the Joker//
you suffering from alzheimers// I block your sinus//
capacitate your lungs with killa gas// now you's a minus//
the genesis of a psyco has ya cats taking for your riders//
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To be an emcee i personify expansion/
My rhymes need so much room my mind's like mansion/
On point off da mark orderly or random/
Every line is worth 5 mics every verse is an anthem/
& wit skillz as ill as mine i can have pillars climbed/
Wit binary language more imposing than Philistines/
Emcees like me'll rhyme as long as da flame lasts/
Wit elements twice da size an elephants frame has/
To be an emcee i had to struggle & train/
Run da comarades bare feet & suffer da pain/
I'm a verbal athlete my technique is far from common/
I spit 'till my lips is raw wit blisters on 'em/
My flows can punch holes in da walls of a sound booth/
Had engineers up in arms try'na down tools/
To emcee you shloud forget about groundrules & hit 'em
wit darts so hard that even da ground moves/
To be an emcee'll even force you to grow dreads/
Wit a steel pulse about da size a whale's chromozone gets//