N/W - Wet paper bag
N/W - Wet paper bag
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A wet paper bag...can tell this came from a newbie fag/
Only way this fat mu'fucka b quicker then me is...if....i....lag/
I'd rip this bag up like i rip up his mentality/
His rhyming skills hard to figure out...then his sexuality/
Take the bag, make him swallow it/
Keepin this none complex so yo ass can follow it/
Watch u choke, then collapse/
Thats how i am...a killa...thats relaxed.
N/W - sleepin pills
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On Vacation, Bitches.
so... i have to get a freakin kill
wit nothin more than a few... sleepin pills?
damn, it'll be hard, but i guess i'll try my best
throw the powder in the air and have you brethe it in to death
that is one example... but it's not a yes
cuz i'd have to be too stealthy, and i'd feel a lot of stress
so i guess i'll just put these pills into a gun
shoot 'em in ya skull to kill you, then i'm done.
next weapon: telephone cord
man what the fuck u think u doin puttin the knife in my back
everythin u do is wack u cud b a bin man n still get tha sack
am sick of the shit u do to and give me
you see i dont wanan b locked up i wanna be free
my family n my girl that 1 road i cant afford
but bitch fuck it fuck u ima choke u wiv thsi telephone cord
N/W - a can (as in like a coke can or like a can/tin of beans or summit)
LYRICAL INTELLIGENCE
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I gon take this coke-can/
Wit my soul-plan/
Being to make u choke-man/
Could spit lyrics, they sharp as swords/
Dont gotta do much, after cred served ya ass wit a cord/
Jus crush this can in my bare hands/
Im sorry bitch u dont stand a fair chance/
Against me, but fuck it, i'll slit ya throat/
This aint jus a drop...this is a threat that i wrote.
N/W - A Baseball Cap.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
I watch Woogsta while he flossin and I'll take all that
No one thought to kill wit a baseball cap/
I always keep a conceled knife in the brim
To run up behind this cat and then I'm slicin his limb/
As I smile from the cries of pain
I bet he understand that fuckin wit me ain't wise mayne//CID
Next Weap- Football Helmet
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snatch the helmet off ya head and smash in ya grill
make a little room for my dick to fill
bust in ya nose till the shit is concave
beat yo ass with this helmet like i'm beatin a slave
you could cry to jesus and still won't get saved
this football helmet face mask is diggin your grave
bust your back bone with a swift backhand
crack your wack ass like snappin rubber biz-and
scoop your guts out and fill up the dome
wrap it up in boxes and ups it home
i think i scored a "touch down", that's what your brains just did
stretched em from your skull to the ground, so fuck off, you cajun kid
next weapon...............ping pong paddle
"Gangsters and hoods, criminals and thugs, some of my friends sell records, some of my friends sell drugs"
-T. Armstrong
I sit back and listen to his constant rabble
I'm a dangerous man armed wit Ping Pong Paddle/
I'll grab the paddle, smack wit it and then fight
Turn it sideways, hit him in the throat and close his windpipe/
As he gasp for air, slowly diein, I pause the fight
Yo esouphogus closed so tight you need the (Jaws of Life)<---N/W//CID
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JAWS of life r cumming To you,
I DUNNO WOT it is but it will leave ya wid a missing screw
ganna munch u up wid all its life,
so baybee no need to grab that knife
coz ill kill ya ma self wid da jaws of life ite
so every body flowing alrite hold tite!x1x
baYbee TXX
n/w-- paper
xXx BaYb££ T xXx YOu MaY NoT kNO Me NoW bUt tHe TimE wILl cUM... {fInk aBoUt iT}
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1 deep cut to your throat
that way you can set sail on the death boat
it makes it easier to hold it
when i roll it up or fold it
gag your mouth with paper
that way no 1 will here when i rape ya
moahahahahaha..........blah..blah.....blah
n/w....spray can
My Styles too hot..Im Dissolvin rain//
im spittin wit a flame in a spray can..embalmin ya brain//
Its all the same..im spottin lames//
Roastin anything in my path.. and after the aftermath//
anythin surviving is covered in ash//
I doubt there's life after i spit..Luckily i take cover then BLAST..
n/w=SLing Blade
Last edited by J~BLaYze; August 22nd, 2004 at 12:39 AM
I'll yell out to this cat "don't mess wit the best"
Then I'll flip out and hit Dest wit a desk/
As he begins to yell he'll get struck in the face; man
And then I'll reach over and pick up a spray can
Shake it and spray mace; all over the place; and/
Laugh as he choke and gasp for air
Turn and walk away, leavin him wit a glass stare//CID
N/W- Speaker Box
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if u say u gone do it i aint wit da chattn cuz/
come to my face so we can make it happen cuz/
spill u guts wit da blade now u done drained massive blood/
i know u done seen texas chainsaw massacre/
take a few seconds nigga ill spit up a fall note/
its gettn so hectic im disrespectin all folks/
i gettn in da session dese niggas check and follow/
but ill turn around and chop off ure head like sleepy hollow/
n-w shoe string
This weapons cypher really is an ill thread/
Well was...till it saw lil dread/
Such simplicity, that fools bring/
That this cat, left a shoe string/
I'll take this string, and tighten it/
Dry them tears, dont b cryin bitch/
This is it, ur time as a rapper are over/
By me, RB's number 1 star soulja/
Tie it around ur throat, tighten till u choke n splutta/
Spittin each rhyme i wrote, wit a tyte flow no stutta/
N/W - A Army Tank.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
Yo im ganna blast ya hed off wid ma camoflogue army tank,
den im ganna take a drive in my tank n raid the bank,
den oh run ova to u, da headless skank
n piss down ya neak ... yes it is rank
den im ganna giv u a DEADLY sPANK!
(NEXT WEAPON--ICECUBE)LOL BAYBEE t xxx
xXx BaYb££ T xXx YOu MaY NoT kNO Me NoW bUt tHe TimE wILl cUM... {fInk aBoUt iT}
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