LYRIKAL HOMICIDE: MURDER THE MC ABOVE YOU

[Xblaze]

sup 41? no weapons left over? ok then meat cleavers

but then i aint here 4 games

like a warrior dressed in tux, i'm here concealed

waiting, stalking, meat cleavers by the window pane

who's the punk, ama show him how to make a face change

no surgery, ama do it old skool, with anger and old tools

old fool, u shld've seen retribution when enemies surround u

we culda done it screen style, a couple of tecks and 2 goons

but naah, deaths best feared if u see it coming

put you on the fucking chair, cleavers claiming fingers and counting

no slashing, no messes, we intend to do the fucking cleanup

cut ur arms in the shape of a g, hang on ceiling, congratulations, u finally G'd up

cleavers to calf, a chunk given to u to taste or we'll switch it with ur balls

fuck ur whole anatomy up, mail souvenirs to ur holmes lets see who makes the call

for help, while we secretly watching and it'll be another body bag

born fags, but we already know, culdnt muster the courage to save ur pal

[ghandi]

*using THUMB TACKS

clear~out~the~cypha//

wear~out~my~nika's//

give this "shooter space" so i could "air~out~the~sniper"//

'taste' gets vivid over 'hear' whenever I (eye) blur~

out-of-body flow help u peer~out~ya'~life cuz'..........

necks~get~broken//

flex? ~stay~soakin'//

blood baths, i flood paths with tec's smokin'//

they drugged rap with thug thrash my pen woke em' ~

i'm all that;

cocaine, heron, plus opium//

run~drum~tracks ~

i'm spittin to sum~stacks//

see son mad my puns stunned these pawns flat//

i "run base" and "war" cats so "com - bat" ~

with pure carnage, damage eye sockets with thumb tacks//

NEXT WEAPON: " SIX INCH BLADE"

[wreck-a-damus]

Grab a Six Inch Blade and make it Go through your chest like one eyed sailors

You fucking with the lyrical version of charles taylor cos when you give me a hand i don't mean a favour

Fuck punchline i grab the Dag. and Dig a Canal whilst it Plunge spines

see shadows on the wall Midnight Horror where there is no doctor

it's Crunch crimes check the acceleration

or my salivation when i leave a pretty faced boy with lacerations

the Underestimation picking Ladies at night never knew he was a man

dresses in Costumes with a six inch blade hidden by his hand

Ghandi never thought death was sooner

the light goes off as we drive through the tunnel

his car upholstery receives his blood like a funnel

cause this goon kill for no cause the hollocaust

Next weapon: Chain Saw

[ik-sl!ck]

Your ugly on the outside, your inside is what i came for

Aint here to cut trees, but i stay with the chain saw

Use the tool so much, even the chains sore

Had to lubricate it, am bout to use it on this lame dog

Wreck know, its the ahh chainsaw massacre

Ill make you 'get out' like wrecks old avatar

The motorbike sound will put your heart in ya throat

Then ill use the chain saw and but your heart out ya throat

Now you officially heartless like davy jones

I watch with gladness, as you let out a babies moan

Im the shit, they call me 'john' because i saw five (saw 5, the movie)

Of your niggas and dissected them like they did in saw 5,

its a sore sight, when my saw yells

Chop you so bad, a microscope wouldnt see your blood cells

Next weapon, a virus.

[41Trippa]

Check ya interior! I, Virus .. will invade you

I evade like AIDS. Criteria? To fade you

Dimes, loose change, whores, straight, gays and Pimps

One trace displaces human DNA, leave heads wired like chimps

Give me just ninety days to defy taboo as I strike at you

I'll Leap oceans and atmospheric strata like "slant-I-Flu"

Provoke me! I'll shit on cheats! Come in mass like ass on toilet seats

EcloxyViral .. a new time-based life form, six prong attacks keep ABs torn

I muscle cats, scuff up tats, enlist fleas as vectors and infect rats

I choose as the next weapon, the ultimate panacea ... "SEX"

[Rus-tla]

The Bi*tch horny? The Bi*tch on-it/ Even Yah weapon is a bit*ch-homie/

Niggah suggest the next weapon be sex in a room with no women/

You've been disowned- so freak being a prince my mistake releasin semen/

Freaken Pedophile dnt do much for me you just excite-kids/

The only time you rise is I paid a lil more attention to your likings/

When gangsters pay gangsters slay-fu*ck safe sex I come-raw/

My sentence will murder you dude I practically run-laws/

Next weapon - money

[jurgatha]

INCAPACITATE ENEMIES WITH A TAZER

BLADE DANCER,WIELDING THE EXCALIBA

I FLEX STYLES THAT'LL BURRY YA

UP'N THE CLUB WITH REMY MAR

IRON SLUGS IN YOUR MUG

CARESSING THE 45-CAL

STICKIN FRAUDS,CRIPPLING THUGS

TEAR YOUR MOB WITH CLUSTER BOMBS

HALLOW GUNZ,SPIT ROUNDS UP'N THE

PROJECT'S NEEDLES STRUCK VIENS NUMB

BOLOUVARD GOD'S,WAGE WAR ACROSS

STRANGE NEW LANDS

KNOCKING YOU OFF YOUR NEW BALLANCE

THE ALLIANCE/SCHOOLED IN THE CLASSICS AND

SCIENCES,MASTER MINDING THIS/GRINDIN TO STACK

MORE THAN THAT NIG ABRAMOVICH

SO I CAN PROVIDE FOR MA TEAM

GIVE EM WHAT EVA THEY NEED

FROM PERRY ELLIS FOR THIER SEEDS

TO SPOTS FOR THIER WEED/A JURY FOR THIER PLEA

SETTING IT OFF WITHOUT JADA OR THE QUEEN LATIF

LIVING LAVID ''A'' COSMIC BREED

HIGH OF THE SACRED LEAVES//

[Tk Undaground]

[quote name="mceeQ"]this is how....

my lines break your cavicle so shoulder da pain

i birth crowning moments coz lines surely will rain

da word play lets loose like viral spore strains

coz i bust on these sheets and you see-manly stains/

u betta get right like Orville and Wilbur i take flight

serving cataracts on da mic a sight for sore eyes

u lose an arm and a leg coz in bars i lands mine

my hands speak death so u don't wanna see da sign/[/quote]

yeah i heard u-but homy u aint say much-

i stay grassrooted while u bi*-es on that double dutch

i let u ni..gaz watch while im pissin in yo (bl)imp cups -

as i make it rain and wash away u sh..it stains

homy im the word play king u peasents fucking up a good day

u aint serve nothing so go dance up in yo matinee

even with no limbs -i iron crisp every damn line

sour as puss you niggz drizzle like uncircumsised

Dix! Ey Dont get mad u gettin styled on - next time u drop i hope u bringin all ya swagga on"

[panther]

[quote name="Tk Undaground"]
[quote name="mceeQ"]this is how....

my lines break your cavicle so shoulder da pain

i birth crowning moments coz lines surely will rain

da word play lets loose like viral spore strains

coz i bust on these sheets and you see-manly stains/

u betta get right like Orville and Wilbur i take flight

serving cataracts on da mic a sight for sore eyes

u lose an arm and a leg coz in bars i lands mine

my hands speak death so u don't wanna see da sign/[/quote]

yeah i heard u-but homy u aint say much-

i stay grassrooted while u bi*-es on that double dutch

i let u ni..gaz watch while im pissin in yo (bl)imp cups -

as i make it rain and wash away u sh..it stains

homy im the word play king u peasents f**king up a good day

u aint serve nothing so go dance up in yo matinee

even with no limbs -i iron crisp every damn line

sour as puss you niggz drizzle like uncircumsised

Dix! Ey Dont get mad u gettin styled on - next time u drop i hope u bringin all ya swagga on"[/quote]

okay...only thing u serving is big mac's at mickey dee's

u defeating me...im laughing in your face like nigga please

im spittin knowledge, im college...u still spittin elementary

ur not tight...im the main ingredient in this reciepe

im making you so mad, that u getting ready to punch out ur computer screen

treat ur style like my swagg...don't lose it, if ur active then prove it

i thought the 1st 2 lines where hard, but the rest of $h*t was stupid

if this was a game...i'm winning and your loosing

[Synik]

what happened to the weapons???keep the game going and pass a nig*a smthn to work with