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terrible. embarrasing. pathetic. paper hearts?

that was more painful than watching a blind man throw darts

Learn from me, the captain, like on battlestar galactica

people try to steal my style like blood being sucked by dracula

Sucker Mc's, I try to ignore em

but more and more of you are popping up in this forum

maybe we should schange the decorum

and delete all your whack rhymes and the ones that came before em

Do you understand that I can run like the Flash?

Go back in time and watch the series premier of Mash?

Steal your wallet from you and spend all your cash?

and buy a razor for you so you can shave your mustache

Don't worry, no one is as skilled as me

I'm like zorro but when I defeat you I mark your chest with a "T"

peace out.

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Guest Megalicious

Sometimes it's best to give up the fight

All that really matters is I know that I'm right

I can't be following anyone else's ideal path of success

I pass up that stress, feel mad for the rest, gasping for breath

Trapped in my head, asking for less rations in death, passion is left

Ashes to dust...

Just consider the love of an antique pot on my window sill

My mask is my flesh my dream is to grow wings

And sing 'til freedom rings

I got a rhythm but I'm eager to unplug my speaker

And let my heart be my teacher

It's hard to tell where all this comes from

It's like my soul holds a song that eternity left undone

But it'll never be finished

That's the point

I got to get going

Thanks for the inspiration

[Hook]

I'm walking

Not cause I'm mad at you or anyone else

I'm walking

Walking until I find myself

[bridge]

Sometimes, how close we get

From the way it gets

I run towards the rainbow

But when I get there it's gone

So next time there's a rainbow

I'm a run away from it

So when I turn around

I'll see it while it's strong

[Verse 2]

Now I don't care about my whereabouts

I'll clear it out, I got to go that's all I know

I'll hit the road and find my soul in the sin

They say there is no maybe please don't doubt

Conceive what you can be, infinite

That everything and anything anyway

I see your eyes and realize I need to cry

That you and I it's hard to hide

What's being lied so deep inside

Thanks for your help

But I won't find nothing better

In a world this beautiful

I'll be walking forever

[Hook]

I'm walking

Not cause I'm mad at you or anyone else

I'm walking

Walking until I find myself

[Verse 3]

Journey I don't expect nothing

But the un-expectable

The only thing I know for a fact

Is that I'll never know too much about myself

So I'm a keep learning

Cause I'm determined to find the pieces fire-burning

Turning these pages just as slow as I can

Reading every single word from the poet within

I float with the wind and stay content

Wherever it carries me

There was no beginning and there won't be an end

I'm just a piece of the galaxy

A seed in the soil

A stream of consciousness

And to the seasons I'm loyal

Don't take my movement personal

It's not that I don't dig you

But I can't be on the beach

Of your sea when it boils

And so I walk with the music

Because to me that's all that's real

Don't know where I'm going

Don't have a plan

I've been hearing instructions my whole life

And I still think walking away from the rainbow

Will make you more of a man

[Hook]

I'm walking

Not cause I'm mad at you or anyone else

I'm walking

Walking until I find myself

Speaking of walking, as I walked onto the set

The director was like, what the fuck you doing!

Glanced around and said, my fault I'm in the wrong movie

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Meg, you start off by saying you know you are right

But a female rapper? That's like Rap-lite

Youre a cool girl and Jarods a lucky guy

but you knew very well I'd read and then click on "reply"

You may have 10 "crushes" and people who adore you

but I've got more experience in the rap game as I was born before you

You did ok if you grade on a curve

but I hope you have better rhymes that you keep in reserve

I'm a skilled MC whose lyrics are filled with complexity

that's why all the girls at city club wanna have sex with me

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I don't eat meat so pass the Veg

Ah ha ha ha ha

Sometimes is makes me wonder

Do they really eat vegemite down under?

Ah ha ha ha ha

One day I was injured, I fell off my bike again

so I called up DD to hook me up with Vicodin

But I wasn't used to it and I mixed it with my 40

loaded up my glock like Devito in 'Get Shorty"

Ok, fine I don't own a gun but I was lookin for some drama

so I went to India to meet the Dhali Lama

I said "Dhali I know I'm on Vicodin but pack your things and let's jet

You and I are gonna back into Tibet"

So I grabbed him and a Bhuddist

but at the border some of military tried to shoot us

But I caught the a few bullets in my bare hands

dodged the rest with a Napolean Dynamite dance

Took out the entire regime cause that's the type of thing I can do

just like Jackie Chan in Supercop Two

So the moral of the story is that while your rhymes smell like skunks

I'm so skilled I can free Tibetan monks

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I don't eat meat so pass the Veg

Ah ha ha ha ha

Sometimes is makes me wonder

Do they really eat vegemite down under?

Ah ha ha ha ha

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Meg, you start off by saying you know you are right

But a female rapper? That's like Rap-lite

Youre a cool girl and Jarods a lucky guy

but you knew very well I'd read and then click on "reply"

You may have 10 "crushes" and people who adore you

but I've got more experience in the rap game as I was born before you

You did ok if you grade on a curve

but I hope you have better rhymes that you keep in reserve

I'm a skilled MC whose lyrics are filled with complexity

that's why all the girls at city club wanna have sex with me

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I don't eat meat so pass the Veg

Ah ha ha ha ha

Sometimes is makes me wonder

Do they really eat vegemite down under? 

Ah ha ha ha ha

One day I was injured, I fell off my bike again

so I called up DD to hook me up with Vicodin

But I wasn't used to it and I mixed it with my 40

loaded up my glock like Devito in 'Get Shorty"

Ok, fine I don't own a gun but I was lookin for some drama

so I went to India to meet the Dhali Lama

I said "Dhali I know I'm on Vicodin but pack your things and let's jet

You and I are gonna back into Tibet"

So I grabbed him and a Bhuddist

but at the border some of military tried to shoot us

But I caught the a few bullets in my bare hands

dodged the rest with a Napolean Dynamite dance

Took out the entire regime cause that's the type of thing I can do

just like Jackie Chan in Supercop Two

So the moral of the story is that while your rhymes smell like skunks

I'm so skilled I can free Tibetan monks

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I don't eat meat so pass the Veg

Ah ha ha ha ha

Sometimes is makes me wonder

Do they really eat vegemite down under? 

Ah ha ha ha ha

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

speaking of terrible rappers :grin

...what was up with that will smith intro before the game last night

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that's why all the girls at city club wanna have sex with me

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

yah your pretty cute black LOL

speaking of terrible rappers  :grin

...what was up with that will smith intro before the game last night

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

yah what was up with and miss jagged little pills star spangled banner !!! LOL I WAS LIKE GET ON WITH THE GAME ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!

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Guest Game of Chance

i was conceived under a sycamore tree

which makes me a more syca emcee

my momma would claim

at 8 lbs when i was born i didn't give her no pain

alright i stole and paraphrased it...but damn thats some good shit

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Black Sunday, ya thought ya ended me strong

Ya thought crushin mattered but ya got me all wrong

In this contest ya thought those numbers would end it

But whose crushin who just don't mean shit

Ya see this ain't love its a rap battle

Oops I just tattled, but your smacking with a paddle

Not in a good way but to the head

I told you before your shit falls flat dead

Your shit is loose and smellin really heinous

And my rhymes are tight like a fly anise

I don't care that your failing your task

But ther is somethin I need to know so I'm just gonna ask

[hook]

Why must you try

To hate on me

Cant you admit my

Superiority

Why must you but with

Inferiority

You will just get dissed

Just wait and see

I got the envelop to my head - Spit doo doo

open it "What's next on BS's rappen too do"

Oh dam I know ya felt the burn

So I'm gonna be nice and give you a turn

[black Sunday9]

Fraaaap pop burp gurgle pssst Dude

Bleeeeck raaaalf uuuuurp plop Rude

Fweeeeeeeeeeeep snooooork Nude

Sqweek Sqweek Sqweek pow Lewd

[/black Sunday9]

Sick man your stinking up the block

But what do you expect from a proud Polock

Hey my watch sez its time to go so

I'll finish by askin what I want to know

[hook]

Why must you try

To hate on me

Cant you admit my

Superiority

Why must you but with

Inferiority

You will just get dissed

Just wait and see

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Meg, you start off by saying you know you are right

But a female rapper? That's like Rap-lite

Youre a cool girl and Jarods a lucky guy

but you knew very well I'd read and then click on "reply"

You may have 10 "crushes" and people who adore you

but I've got more experience in the rap game as I was born before you

You did ok if you grade on a curve

but I hope you have better rhymes that you keep in reserve

I'm a skilled MC whose lyrics are filled with complexity

that's why all the girls at city club wanna have sex with me

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I don't eat meat so pass the Veg

Ah ha ha ha ha

Sometimes is makes me wonder

Do they really eat vegemite down under? 

Ah ha ha ha ha

One day I was injured, I fell off my bike again

so I called up DD to hook me up with Vicodin

But I wasn't used to it and I mixed it with my 40

loaded up my glock like Devito in 'Get Shorty"

Ok, fine I don't own a gun but I was lookin for some drama

so I went to India to meet the Dhali Lama

I said "Dhali I know I'm on Vicodin but pack your things and let's jet

You and I are gonna back into Tibet"

So I grabbed him and a Bhuddist

but at the border some of military tried to shoot us

But I caught the a few bullets in my bare hands

dodged the rest with a Napolean Dynamite dance

Took out the entire regime cause that's the type of thing I can do

just like Jackie Chan in Supercop Two

So the moral of the story is that while your rhymes smell like skunks

I'm so skilled I can free Tibetan monks

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I don't eat meat so pass the Veg

Ah ha ha ha ha

Sometimes is makes me wonder

Do they really eat vegemite down under? 

Ah ha ha ha ha

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

OMG HE GOT A HOOK

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Vater again trying to pull a caper?

I printed out your last rap and I used it as toilet paper

you're a spotlight hog

have I told you about my dog?

speaking of doo doo, I liquified Fido's poo poo

put it your fridge and you drank it in the container labeled yoo hoo

sorry about that, you'll need your stomach pumped

and your leg will need a pregnancy test because when you were asleep it got humped

but Fido is nice so don't think this is malicious

but he also peed in your food when he was near your dishes

I hate hooks, aka the chorus

Cause whenever Vater tries it, it bores us

I hate hooks, aka the lame part

Cause when Vater tires it, rap loses it's art

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Did someone say Paper?

Since you didn't see me, here is a scraper-

now clean your fucking windshield it's as cloudy as vapor!

Yeah, I got your paper right here; but i need a stap'ler...

so i can attache you instructions on how to be more like Maple-or

Pine...

-Rap hard as wood all the time

Make yourself a log cabin of Rhymes-

pour it on your flap-jacks and eat it with some swine.

(Chorus)

Pigs in a blanket, yeah yeah!

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Did someone say Paper?

Since you didn't see me, here is a scraper-

now clean your fucking windshield it's as cloudy as vapor!

Yeah, I got your paper right here; but i need a stap'ler...

so i can attache you instructions on how to be more like  Maple-or

Pine...

-Rap hard as wood all the time

Make yourself a log cabin of Rhymes-

pour it on your flap-jacks and eat it with some swine.

(Chorus)

Pigs in a blanket, yeah yeah!

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

Ok I admit I was laughing pretty hard at this, but only because I have no idea what the hell any of it means. :laughing

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Eugh.. ICP makes me want to kill things. Especially them. I can't stand that shit.

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

Why?

Don't like fun in ya rap?

Not Gangsta enough fo ya?

Can't stand the uniqueness?

To close minded to hear the greater message?

C.P.K.'s

I walked into the church dressed up as an altar boy i seen a preacher

He said little boy imma teach ya

Put his hand on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast

I never thought it'd be so fuckin easy murdering a priest

We went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes

And cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his nose

I jammed a butcher knife 12 inches into his gut

He looked me right in the eyes while i was yankin it up, preacha killas!

[chorus]

Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)

Crooked preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)

Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)

Crooked preacha killas!(leave them little kids alone!)

I walked into the sermon, strapped with a iron crowbar

I beat a nun into a bloody stew in the Trunk of my car

How the fuck she got fake titties and a pussy ring? bullshit!

She sucked the preachers dick in the pulpit

I know the goings-on, ive witnessed it while pushing my mop

And blood gushing non stop when my hatchet go chop

I aint a fuckin holy rolla, im outta controlla

Face painted, fuckin preacha killas gone off that yola...cola

[chorus]

Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)

Crooked preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)

Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)

Crooked preacha killas!(leave them little kids alone!)

We shootin for the preacha, fuck, i missed & hit the reverend

But it doesnt matter though, they say hes goin to heaven

And then i shot for the preacher, i blew his ear off

We in the balcony bustin, gone of PCP and smirnoff

I shot again, missed and hit somebody in the choir

They fell back into the candle rack and caught the place on fire

I shot again, i finally caught the preacher in the dome

Then we put our barrels to each others heads & took it home

[chorus]

Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)

Crooked preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)

Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)

Crooked preacha killas (leave the fuckin kids alone!)

Crooked preacha killas (faggots!)

Crooked preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)

Crooked preacha killas (stop it!)

Crooked preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)

------------------

BUTTERFLY!

SHANGRALEEHA!!

JUGGALO!!!

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yah your pretty cute black LOL

yah what was up with and miss jagged little pills star spangled banner !!! LOL I WAS LIKE GET ON WITH THE GAME ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

for me it's between Chuck D (public enemy)

and Dr. Dre/Snoop

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Hehe, in a way I can relate ta this song......FUCK OFF!! :happy:

"Fuck Off!"

[samples]

"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."

"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."

"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."

"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-B-B-B-Bitch. Bitch-B-Bitch."

[2 Dope (Samples) {Violent J}]

Well, it's on. It's on like neden hoe fuck

I'm 2 Dope and I'm fuckin' drunk

Walked in the joint with my nuts hangin' out my drawers

Yo, SUCK MY BALLS!

All I wanna do is choke a bitch

Roll up a jimmy and smoke the bitch

I dropped outta school and I quit my job

All I wanna be is a fat, fuckin' slob

'cause I don't care about none of y'all bitches!

Shut the fuck up and drop ya britches ("B-Bitch.")

'cause I'm cloggin' a bank! {"A bank!"}

So I don't give a fuck about what none of y'all thank

When I do a show, I wreck the place

I run around the stage kickin' bitches in the face

'cause I ain't nothin' soft,

so you and your boys can straight FUCK OFF!!!

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

You can suck my nutsac, yo

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

You can shake, you're dime-stank though

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

You can kiss my ass, ya punk bitch!

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

Yo, fuck you and ya Momma ain't shit!

[Phone Ringing]

[Pizza Guy - Violent J]

"Uh, Pizza Boy Pizza."

"I want a large, extra cheese pizza."

"Pick-up or delivery."

"Delivery!"

"Okay, your address?"

"Yeah, it's near the high school. 232 FUCK OFF!!"

[2 Dope (Violent J) {Samples}]

When I was eight, I was on crack

I had Ms. Pella trained on the back

Fuckin' after school every day

I turned that old bitch's neden hairs gray ("He-he-he.")

'cause the Dope is all that!

My Mother's a witch and my Daddy's a hunchback

and nobody could fuck wit' me

I used to drive a hearse to school, G,

with a stiff hangin' out the back

Bitch, you wouldn't know shit about that!

But there's one thing that I hate

It's always been hard for me to find a date ("AHHHHH!") {"B-Bitch."}

'cause I show up nice and neat

AND THEN STRANGLE 'EM IN THE BACK SEAT! ("He-he-he!")

'Cause if you know, the Shaggs ain't soft

If you don't like it you can FUCK OFF!!!

[Violent J]

"What's up? Violent J, the Southwest Juggala.

You-know-what-I'm-sayin'? I walk into a bitch's house,

walk up to they Mom, grab 'em by the face and say 'Fuck off!'"

[2 Dope]

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

You and your Momma can suck my dick!

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

You can shake your bitch-ass quick

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

I could give a fuck less, G

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

'Cause you ain't worth shit to me!

[Violent J - 2 Dope (Samples)]

Violent J, the mothafuckin', blood-suckin' vampire

Please stomp on my head 'cause it's on fire!

I got another funky rhyme so let me kick it

NAH! FUCK OFF, BITCH! THIS IS MY RECORD! ("B-Bitch.")

[2 Dope (Violent J) {Samples}]

I walk up like a mental case

and start throwin' left hooks at ya face

I won't mix no rap with rock-n-roll

like somebody else I know. {"B-Bitch."}

Bitch boy, you can suck my sack

and after that you can kiss my asscrack

And freaks, you ain't all that

Titties ain't shit but sacs are fat! ("Bitch!")

'Cause if you really wanna know what I think,

I think your neden stank like a fish tank

So in the early cracks of dawn,

take your two fat sacks of shit and get the fuck on!

("He-he, he-HE-he-he!")

Best leave me a dollar for Faygo, bitch,

or I'ma have to bust you in your fuckin' lips! ("Ha-ha-ha!")

Next time you think I'm soft,

I hope you remember to FUCK OFF!!!

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

All you bitches hate me anyways..

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

... so you can suck my nuts all day!

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

You can lick my nutsac, Tiffy!

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

Yo, you can suck my fuckin' dick!

[sample]

"I'll say one thing, baby.

When Carol said you were a cooky nympho cunt,

she sure as hell wasn't kidding.

Well, that's it 'til next time, bitch!"

[2 Dope {Violent J}]

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU! ("FUCK OFF, BITCH!")

{"Ya-know what I'm sayin'?"}

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

{"I-C-P's in tha mothafuckin' neck town!"}

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU! ("YOU CAN SUCK MY ASS!")

{"Ha-ha-ha!"}

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

{"Peace to Atlanta, you-know-what-I'm-sayin'?"}

{"Blitz in the mothafuckin' house!"} ("YEAH, MOTHAFUCKA!")

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

{"Atlanta, GA, you-know-what-I'm-sayin'? Toledo!"}

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

("WOOO-HOOO!")

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

{"Mothafuckin' Lexington."} ("YEAH! FUCK OFF!")

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

{"Mothafuckin'... you-know-what-I'm sayin'?"}

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

{"Mo'fuckin', uh... you-know-what-I'm sayin'?"}

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

("FUCK OFF!") {"Fuck off, man!"}

SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! FUCK YOU!

FUUUUUUCCCCKKK OFFFFFFFFF!

Fuck off!

{"Bring it on, bitch!"}

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