Prop yourself, man!

[muddog]

you aint heard of me coz im hot to tha core,
underground where i melt wack mcs like its a chore
i'll take a bullet in the chest like a prick to the finger,
when im gone real peeps miss me but i wont die i'll linger
like pac, biggie, pun, my rhymes will be heard,
remixed, quoted an an twisted in peoples own little words
you cant see me you're blind to my wonderful ways,
my watches an chains are like ice but i can still catch them rays
im a rhyme commando fuck what syke said
if ya'll kool to death then i'm already dead.

[JHull Checkstatz]

They all say fuck Paul Pierce, I am the truth//
I make records while I freestyle, fuck all in tha booth//
It's ya'll in a neuce//
You slip around with ya crew, I'll knock round all of ya troops//
I put the three letters in Ill, nobody betters my skill//
I'm nice wit it so you know I'll never be killed//
I'm on the block wit a glock cocked listening ta Tupac//
Wit bitches that be too hot in tubetops lettin there boob's drop//
JayHull hit that spot ya'll watch n' nut in a tubesock//
I got tha boombox playin my favorite hits//
I'm so damn legit that you'll have to forfeit//
You couldn't pop a shot you'de have to cop a shit//
Ya'll baby's need to put your mouth on some tits//
I'm a son of a bitch//
A dude that'll take your mic and just chew it ta' bits//
I'm doin this bid cause its you that I did, I'm cruel and you've read so now I'm through wit this script//

[sILLable]

my rhymes burn insane as i control tha element....
my strength pounds wit feet like elephants.....
my girls pussy tighter than a nun whos celibate....
i feel irrellevant,my thoughts cause tha earth to shift its axis....
make all athletes lost there magic,even with pracitce....
slicin rhymes wit nine sided axes dynamite sticks and matches.....
growin herb in batches,sew me verbs wit patches....
my satchel full of sticky weed,no sticks or seeds.....
indeed i plead my self im free,free to tell you lyricaly.....
my feelins seem to be spiritualy enhanced or blessed.....
advance tha rest,impenetrable hands~n~chest,new strand of cess....
not bland or pressed,sticky shit wit bright hairs white like light flares....
i travel fast despite stairs or any thing like my minds snares.....

[-IsIs-]

Back with a new name, but still verbally insane, time for the Petard to set his reighn of pain, on the plains...

Im like the night, you see me when the suns out of sight,
the rays reflect off my metophorically constructed cloak,
I soak the strokes of verbal touched ons,
for ions, Ive been seeing the weak ones, develope hearts like meeks son,
I sought for the end of the universe,
but instead I came across the big bang, I sent Jesus down to earth,
from birth i cursed him, unnursed him like being shattered over bedrock,
I recollect the pieces and made a puzzle that created Christians,
but he gained to much magical powers, I possesed the Romans,
to assemble Christs Crufixion, Verbal catastrophy, historically blastphomy,
attacks the backs of wack mc's when they rap, strapped like Gladiators enterin the dome,
I split your whom, hopen to find the mystical tomb, that looms in the center like loons,
tunes groom the entire room, to be tripped out like shrooms, I fume and fuel the raging verbal fire, My entire etire is not even beginning to tire, reload to refire at the reentered, people that are mentally retarded, enter Flippinverbs,
his adverbs attack the fake ass eminem backwards, from back to front too,
shatter you like a deciesed mans adams apple, that I crushed with my verbal natural,
side of rap, which is evil like Urge4mo's blastphomy of ghetto combat,
I bomb back to fill the grave of the dead, sent a verbal cap to enter his head,
but back to me bein propped, I cant stop my rhymin even after my heart has stopped,
cause like Urge told me, Ive already perished and im beginning to rot, What the blood clot,
i just realized Urge was a wannabe tupac,
bustin down his corner with 2 glocks, filled with water, shootin other fake thugs,
enters battles just to rewrite the shit that was said from the real bloods,

[word perfect.]

i wind thoughts pull back an cast, launch fast, long lines
like they were cruisen overdrive, hook fools in their sides
rip em cross ways to their thighs, watch they body slide
cut em down , then toss, teach em loss then they abide
cut down while i rise, i despise niggas trippin on they lips
im king of scripts ya hat betta tip or like i said i'll flip....
what i touch i fucking rip you tie knots an they slip...
take you to an early crypt layed in your own bed of shit.
the way you like to dip, you and your boys tounge tied
ya whole crew will plummet to they demise if they try.

[InSaNe B]

" Im comin' through a suspense that can't be pulled or thrown off the deck,
tight verses is what I collect.. when I beat my opponent I'm askin' who's next,
ain't no way anybodies gonna come and disturb me cause I have no patients,
with your lame ass punchlines that you call sensable statements,
fragments, incomplete, or complete sentences don't work in my book,
so take a second and look.. while I'm proppin' my self clearly.. "

[DeadLock]

Ill put ya crew in the sewer if you step-to-this-gangsta
My teks-in-the-hamper and for bread-I-will-hang-ya
Like whites-to-a-slave, man I write-to-enslave off the right-to-get-paid
No writer-can-say they sicker-than-the-sickest
Quicker-than-the-quickest who can leave you blistered-up-and-twisted

[2hot2handle]

Kickin rocks as I kick these rhymes through with a flow
Sweatin a technique perfected by the legend we know
Rakim yeah you may have heard his name before
2hot2handle only an appetizer but youll see more
Cookin rhymes out the oven but bitches just been bitten
My shit is written and kickin ass is my own ambition
Hell aint hot enough to preserve my own rhymes
Like im Jordan in his prime is the time I shall climb
That will be the top like im heavens own prophet
My shit gets thicker than celebs profits out their pockets
Snakes venom aint dangerous enough to compare
Thats just suicide puttin handcuff to a chair
Stabilized in one position like the cars ignition
Cant move or theres demolition of bitches' condition
Spitten is a technique I sweat drippin down to the floor
Marks my place on earth to come conquer more

[2hot2handle]

Im fuckin with my illest rhymes but they may cause seizures
Like a leader for all people to recognize like im Julius Caesar
One of a kind, one mind, one mic cant handle this technique
Unique is my flow like dunk contest Jordan vs Dominique
Legend in the making but think about the life you taking
Seeing me on top when you below must be aching
Im a cancer to everyones rhymes cause that my sign
I aint need a nine to pull up on you cause this shit is mine
No cure for this, ya gotta deal with it like its a virus
You wack and cant recover but you deny this
Bitch cant face the truth cause he cant handle shit
Dont try to face me cause Il just dismantle ya bitch

[Silas]

...My Rhymes Are The Sickest More And More Crazy
More Like You Bein' Pregnant Make Ya Say Oh Baby
.......Im Burnin' Hot NoBody Can Put Out My Flames
.....Light Ya Ciggarate Bud Smoke N' Play No Games
..More Ill Than You & Ya Mothas Sickness Combined
...Cause Im That Type That'll Critically Ruin Ya Mind

[Darth Maul]

tick toc, gang banging in flip flops
i can wait until my ablum drop
Darth going have Christine Millain over his cock
back to subject, very ruftless in public
i bring the streetz to this battle site like my life come with luggage
niggaz claim they hustla, i known yall bustaz
the type get rip like my dick in rubber
this aint no shot at cassidy, but it would be traggey, if we every meet
i'll take this nigga deal, Darth sign J records let cut the check

[CaseClosed]

I got the game sewed like 6 grannies, wearing stitched panties.
y yo hablo espanol, pero no one can understand me.
I'm so hot, the sun revolve around me,
Cocky Conceited bastard should have been my name after '03.
I make my self mad some body gimme me anger management.
Your style against mine ya reputations getting damaged kid.
You could have sworn I'm typing this will rotating a "Hammer" disc.
Cause I'm "too legit to quit", it ain't a nigga that can "touch this."

[Darth Maul]

ruffles aggression, 38 special fly thru yo mid section, i'm animal
man eater like cannibal, bars nowhere near tangible, i flow with ease
wack rapper get sized, force into camps to do what the elite needs
darth nasty emcees, make rappers retreat, when every i speak
gottac prove my self like rookies in NBA
try to become next lebron james niggaz will quickly send beef yo way
but hey, Darth with it, shit im lyrically gifted
some what twisted, wont stop until yo block look like it been hit by snow blizzard

[Vicious Breed]

i spit shit which has characteristics
spitign sick shit as my ofensive balistics
u get hit by a punche ur head goes spinnin
against me people think they winnin
ur blood thinin cuase u i help u lose it
i spit people drop, its harsh lke darth muals zits
Hit u once ad luagh second u be gashed
I slashed people for fun, then i just laughed
Give u one round then leave u spitting inferitlity
Don't fuck wid da devil he seals ur fate cnat u see

[The NerveCalmer]

Im the performance of my evo 7, simply amazing/
Im like the fuckin rap heaven, or can be hell, words are blazing/
ATL is the best city mothafucka, wont change at all/
Dont come to the city if you aint got any balls/
The hustlas will trap ya, like i do daily to these weights/
Dont listen and ill cap ya, only the best can battle me at my gates/
Im the dopest mc on this site, and right now, ill be awaiting competion/