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  1. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    Misguided misfit, tick tick hear the bomb explode...
    when I rip shit, have you bitches throwin hiss fits like thick chicks...
    when they see a LIMP BISCUIT, ya rhymes are irrelevant...
    homie i shine rhymin with excellence, dumpin ya rhymes in my excrement...
    sendin MC's to school....throw a PUNCH? you got no shot...
    jumpin in a freezin pool's the only time I've been COLD-COCKED!!!
    ........clock out of work and drop a rhyme quickly...
    I move swift like an ounce of coke, you couldn't MIX a SAMPLE in a 950!!!
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  2. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    I SHOOT FIRST THEN THINK ABOUT IT
    FUCK WHO NEXT, WHO FIRST' THINK ABOUT IT
    U FIRST,UNSOLVED MYSTERY CUZ I'M CONNECTED LIKE U-VERSE
    IM THA 1 U CANT SEE, LIKE 2 FIRST (lol)
    I THROW A PUNCH N BREAK YA JAW,THA TRUTH HURTS
    WOMEN OR MEN TELL ME WHO WORSE?
    CUZ THESE NIGGAS TO PUSSY LIKE 2 SKIRTS
    IMA DRINK A BEER LIGHT A BLUNT N WRITE A NEW VERSE


    IM GONE
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  3. Gen The God

    Gen The God The Life or Death Poet

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    I'm showin no sympathy to these idiots now…
    I kick it loud and sit em down wit the finisher’s style…
    Turn that smile upside down and give u a frown…
    get rid of me....how?, I'll put the axe to ya primitive sound...
    Who's worse?....watch me uppercut a cop right out his Dockers and Blue shirt...
    leavin him ASSED OUT in the O.R. like a NUDE NURSE!!!
    got tired of hell, decided to bail and moved to Earth...
    docs had to remove birth from the paper, cause a hellspawn was the form I chose to assume first...
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  4. Prodigal Bum

    Prodigal Bum Xuro Tarum

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    Head up in the sky, giving cops a drunken reply
    As I'm stumbling by with several drugs in my mind
    Or crumbling lye on the park bench like I got nothing to hide
    They better not fuck with my vibe or I'ma be snuffing these guys
    And leaving these punks tied up in the trunk of my ride
    Women and children will cover their eyes with the toughest of guys
    Sent running to hide when I get rugged with rhymes
    Or watch 'em fumble the nine in my presence and brush 'em aside
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  5. breathlesss

    breathlesss Registered Sex Offender

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    clutchin' their pride tight as the luck of the irish
    none of 'em really have it, but they're stuck in defiance
    somethin' as childish as guns and drugs just seems weird
    but, all the while they're familiar with fire arms by their teen years
    ...there's things here happenin' today that i
    wouldn't keep near if had to ta stay alive
    the actual way survival of the fittest has became a mind game
    is quickly getting limited by this planet's minimizing time frame
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  6. Extreme Venom

    Extreme Venom Well-Known Member

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    When Ven get to gets to Starvin' your friends For the Win?
    They won't need Dirt, hearses, or ovens to put a fuckin' Coffin in..
    Weed Got me coughin' & the beers got me Walkin' in
    Mumblin', stumblin, Bitchin, feinds on the porch again
    Problems not tryin' to sleep.... Reaper Forcein'em
    Wishing for Non exsistant towers in New york again
    Talk again & catch a quick right to the face
    Fuck up the whole Cyhpa when Venny gets Tight in the place..



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  7. JASON ANTHONY

    JASON ANTHONY White Devil

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    Venom on top a things like I'm on top of your mom, TaC,
    She told me, she'd blow me, slowly, for a modeling contract,
    Wiggle your tits, or if you prefer, your cans, put one in your hand… cup it,
    You were down with this forum knowing it was dead, now you’re like “man… fuck it”
    “All I wanna do is write for a league, I write till late at night, I’m fatigued.”
    “I get too tired to read, I get home from school and ride cock like I’m riding a steed.”
    Jason Anthony, the cypher is mine, none of your flows are nicer than mine,
    I don’t ride dicks, but ask TaC, he’ll ride your pine.
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  8. Prodigal Bum

    Prodigal Bum Xuro Tarum

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    Walk into my man's crib, I'm giving him daps before I invite a fly chick to sit on my lap,
    We just a group of kids that don't act right puffing on a Phillie that's packed tight
    'Cause last night was filled with stress, matter of fact the whole week was
    Police try to freeze us and we scatter like rats because that's how they treat us
    Like animals trapped in a cage, scrapping for respect, mad and getting vexed,
    Reacting with rage on any authority figure and each day the stories get grimmer
    And all we got is us, forty sick sinners, damaged and trying to manage the bleakness
    So pass the sativa, we're gonna smoke the night away and hope for brighter days
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  9. J Keeper

    J Keeper Super Jesus

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    Quit stretchin' ya bars, stop reachin' for words,
    It's not even decent, couldn't even get worse,
    All I see is shit that doesn't flow, it's way old,
    I'm here to keep the pipes clear, drain-o,
    I stay dope, and everything I say is a halo,
    Enlightening the minds, make 'em rise like an angel,
    So for fuck's sake people stop fuckin' up my thread,
    Cuz your flows decompose what I've grown in this mess...
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  10. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    them cats be all redfaced like they put on rouges
    naw, its cuz i get based and then i shit on stooges
    im an animal in cage that was beaten for years
    got out killed the messenger and str8 freaked on my peers
    savage beatings after meetings taught me to see things
    salt on the wound left a sting like a thousand fuckin bee stings
    my captors all dead, my rapture's all dread
    woulda killed the whole damn city, when i looked they all fled
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  11. Dubulous Pro

    Dubulous Pro New Member

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    locked in cage they had me trapped and erased
    but I'm too quick slick picked the latch and escaped
    detached from this place, trying to stay calm
    while these knuckleheads toss around little black bombs
    my team synergized, win the prizefight type
    got the hottest chick in the game and eyesight tight
    squadron of soul controllaz old school like motorolas
    roll up in the party late with bourbon and stolen cola
    pop it off
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  12. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    not for the faint of heart or tired slackers
    goblets of bourbon and blunts burnin like firecrackers
    rhyme codes that inspire hackers
    I retire masters with 9 irons those dire bastards
    rhymes so hard i acquire fractures
    I even die hard like hired gangsters-
    being tortured by those who desire answers
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  13. J Keeper

    J Keeper Super Jesus

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    I'm a fire dancer, I'm a pyromancer,
    I'm everything your dreams try to hide and answer,
    At the same time, shine like Orion, handsome,
    If you traced my lines, you could write the handbook,
    My life's a damn book, a damn good read,
    I'm just like the air, look, the fans push me,
    Got my hand on some kush, gotta prayer in the bush,
    If you starin', then look at what this man's cooking...
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  14. J Keeper

    J Keeper Super Jesus

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    I'm just rare, you're just soft like a rare cookie,
    So prepare for a loss if you dare to beef,
    Got my hand on my balls, got you starin' at walls,
    I don't care for the cost, just man up please,
    Man it's damn ugly, this scene, it's just a bunch of freaks,
    But that's exactly what we fuckin' need,
    And I'm one of 'em, a son of 'em, a fan, a freak,
    And if you're one of 'em, then fuck it son, lift ya hands and reach,
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  15. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    with waves of his hands he quelled the last branded siege
    that demanded speech so he spoke upon that banded breach
    he added "each, each of us has a choice!"
    before the least preach crackled and ragged voice!
    souls awaken when the sun dances its throes
    pens and ashes of bros, inks and mad clashes of crows
    stands the test of time
    when the old man grades the classes of pro's
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  16. Dubulous Pro

    Dubulous Pro New Member

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    my hands will reach, while I'm dismantlin' each
    and every single one of you, son it's true I'm done of you
    been here five minutes and already own this
    microphone is
    made of frag grenades and iPhone components
    crawl up in your dreams, laser beam your whole team
    smuggle in some green so you can let off steam
    and when the battle's done, the clock tocks its last tick
    we'll be poppin pills in hell with horns and spiked sticks
    sexy lil she-devils grabbing for our....
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  17. Brown Recluse

    Brown Recluse Hermit, no crabs

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    See we fiend 4 relevance socially so much we dumb down lyrically
    Musically ABC's what succeeds commercially
    Thanks 2 YouTube some of you may have heard of me
    While u haters are boring me, speaking a language that's foreign 2 me

    So keep on ignoring me, So what you're scoring on me
    Focused on whats important 2 me, That W going 2 me
    Looking at the bigger picture that's why i spit a bit of literature
    Laugh at these amateurs thinking they big timing, so miniature
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  18. thewhiteguyy101

    thewhiteguyy101 New Member

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    my metaphors are charged and im about to shock the cypher
    poeple say im the shit so go on and grab your diaper
    i get hyper on track mix and mash then i dash
    if your fuckin with me lyrically then homie its your ass
    slashing opponents like tires as the rhymes get tighter
    wack and untalented dog im neither
    so fasten your seatbelts were about to take a ride
    got swagger like jagger and you wack mc's denied
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  19. Dubulous Pro

    Dubulous Pro New Member

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    denied, like my medicine from insurance
    good thing I'm cakin' and still got my endurance
    sure it's, bullshit, but only a fool spits hate
    anger, jealousy, envy....you'll NEVER be great
    groan and moan that life should throw you a bone
    while I'm sick as hell and still rockin this mic-ro-phone
    so I don't give god damn what you're preachin about
    I'm squashin competition to pieces not even a doubt
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  20. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    he held the mic like he held his boo when she was dyin
    and now he holds the heart of a demon let alone a lion
    god gave him a bone for tryin now he converts that to rhymin
    raps on timin, now you should see all the traps he was findin
    stacks hes grindin, servin a good word to rats that chime in
    so high perhaps hes flyin and the styles he radiates are blinding
    connection to truth is binding, speak it and remain climbing
    flames and lightning to strike down those who werent siding.
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