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Originally posted by Nephilim:
uh, are you black?

Only in the pants :cool

Pimpin' ain't easy, that's what HOVA has said,
But your pimp shit is weak, just like your skills in the bed,
You hit all the topics that popped into your head,
Let me spend a minute coverin' what you have said,

First I'll agree that some bitches frequent the board,
I spend most my time yellin' and trashin' some whores,
But STP's talent is something many can't touch,
Respect to the brothers who I value so much,
The feuds get old, always bitchin' and such,
Want something from me, you best play with my nuts,
But what comes from your ass, you should keep to yourself,
No one wants to hear about the anal lube that you keep in your shelf,

The only thing that you'll choke is yourself on my balls,
Rape you with my ligth sabre, split you in half like Darth Maul,
I'm not much for this reference, but it gets you on all fours,
You'll cry out my name to the tune of Star Wars,
It's hard to be impressed when you rhyme like a fool,
And it's "Hey my baby, you're being blasted by Blue",
You can go on and on about the things that I said,
But the joy I give Nephilim is when we lay in the bed,
That's a different subject better left alone for now,
I'm gonna wrap this up tight and finish dressin' you down,

Rockin' me like a whore, man you got me confused,
With another douchebag who's anus you bruised,
I get mad love with the shit that I post,
I'm an arrogant bastard and I love my shit most,
You mention Foreigner and it gave me the shivers,
Cause I bet you like boys like that homo Garry Glitter,
If you've been gamin' for years then a few props are due,
But you'll go back to your light rock when this rap war is through,

Don't step up hard cause you'll be put on point,
These rhymes that I have will light you up like a joint,
Freestylin' is what I do and if the subject is you,
Then you'll fall in line and bow down to the Blue.

heh.. it's a bunny

quote:

Originally posted by Nephilim:
heh.. it's a bunny

Where's your bunny?

it's bad enough yall are bringing me into this.. keep my bunny out of it.

So you think it's hard out there bein' a pimp?
Nah, kid, the only thing you thing you do is shrimp
Bustin' a nut and stickin' a straw in your boyfriend's butt
You think you'se a playa, but you're just a man-slut
You see you try to bring it up a notch, but I'll just kick it seven
If this was a gang war, yo punk ass would be up in heaven
Servin' drinks to 2Pac and Biggie and bein' Sid Vicious' bitch
And scratchin' Randy Rhoads' nutsack when it got an itch
But you're lucky my weapons are words and not a gun
Or a sword, cuz I woulda sliced you up like Attila the Hun

You oughts to check yourself cuz you got me all riled
You had to go and make my second favorite band defiled
Bastardizin' Genesis lyrics, man, you tread the line
I oughtta crack you up your head and kick you in the spine
But I made a promise to my momma that I won't go spreadin' violence
So I might as well let the rhymin' rape commence
You ain't got no style and you ain't got no flow
Cuz I'm the rappin' pimp and you just a ten cent ho
Workin' the corner lookin' to get a Cleveland steamer
Or gettin' it on with fetish freaks and their lemurs

Oh man, this is gettin' sick and I feel sorry for yo ass
This rap battle's out of hand, I may have to go to mass
So I can pray for yo soul and hope I get forgiven
For reamin' you and takin' your entourage like Jeremy Piven

I try to be spiritual, but bitches make it difficult,
The rhymes you are throwin' are comin' out juvenile,
It's pitiful, you act like Jack Be Nimble,
But you burn your ass on my cock cause it's hot like a candle,

I can see your words comin' from miles away,
I snipe your shit quick like I was a Green Beret,
Lyrically proven, I bring my rhymes for days,
Put my dick sap on your hoagie cause you think it's mayonnaise,
I'm going to hell for all the games that I play,
Make the devil my bitch, fuck him like I was gay,

You say you have cred, but you're just wax poetic,
Get you hooked on my lines like you were diabetic,
You think your musical tastes make you sound eclectic,
But you got it all wrong, your song choices are pathetic,

I lay out my soul when I vibe and I flow,
You camp out at your mom's listening to "Sussudio",
Gabriel was better when he went on his own,
Seems that "I Know What I Like", was somethin more than a metaphor,

You keep trying to play hard and somewhat obscene,
But you're missing your shots like the pricks on A-Team,
But I'm all up in your grill, rhymes wet like your dreams,
Spin you round in circles till you grab the Dramamine.

That last line alone deserves a celebration,
Cause I came make a rhyme from its label description,
"For treatment of the symptoms with the association,
with motion sickness or dizziness, please follow directions..."

Now people are aware of my lyrical prowess,
My mind is a well and the lyrics are endless,
I stripped you down naked and I left you defendless,
Just try hard to respond and see if you can top this.

Blah, I've lost my will to rap. You win for now, but I reserve my right to a rematch.

You are a worthy foe though.

quote:

Originally posted by TommyH:
Blah, I've lost my will to rap. You win for now, but I reserve my right to a rematch.

You are a worthy foe though.

You rock, TommyH!!!!

Much props to you too, Boyeeee!

Nephilim, for my victory, I demand you to do me.

I DEMAND IT!

aw, jeez.. not AGAIN.

quote:

Originally posted by Nephilim:
aw, jeez.. not AGAIN.

Well then, I'll take my balls somewhere else to be fondled. Hmmmppphh.

i hear rob's a good ball licker.

quote:

Originally posted by Nephilim:
i hear rob's a good ball licker.

I bet Rob can't do that thing you do with your tongue though, whore.

hey, that stays between us.

that was worth the read you gangsta rappers, you!