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my
style of rhymin is ancient like aztecs and mayans/
because i recognize its all about timin ... [canibus:2000
bc]
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these
are just some of the illest freestyles/battles that we
managed to salvage from previous versions of our battleboards,
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author:
Godfather
Tha lamest cat/ drag your ass to tha mat/ lie your
bitch on her back/ make them butt checks flap/ give
your momma a smack/ cuz I'm tha big dog/ that lays
domn tha law, sniff out a line of that raw/ kill your
fam/ don't care who saw/ tha mothafuckin wicket outlaw
author:NEM-S-SIS
What's wrong with this nigga godfather/I'll kill your
best brother/Send some heartless niggas to rape your
grandmother/ I run through you like butter/I don't
give a fuck/Call me lamest cat/Everybody down here
know my game is fat/ Not mine/ I'll lay your girl
on her back/Make her give me head/Then lick my ass
crack/ Ha Ha Ha you stupid mother fucker.

author: Sinister
NEM-S-SIS the only thing you pimp smacking is your
dick or your bitch/Sinister Sick is to quick/Once
I spit your wig will split/I'll make Toronto cold
summer or not/Then begin an autopsy wit the lyrical
glock/I'll make your hemisphere be reborn thru osmosis/Dropping
neutron bombs on the closest/Before Knight even
noticed that I'm mega-trosis/Before SRS contained
explosives/I been had D.Inpain's urn/I'll give your
pregnant bitch a six degree burn/I send my mechnisms/Sickism
symptoms/To put J-Burnt in amorphous prisms/NEM-S-SIS
put down your baby bottle and join the band wagon/Or
morph into a heartless victim/Man my first line
is always the kiss of death/I'm illa than HONORARY
LEE/One of the best/Your whole generation will get
recked than wet/ Emcees like me leave side-effects/Inject/Infect/Try
to reconnect necks/For a few secs show respect/Reflect/
Then ask who's next/The hinus/I get an A+ no minus/Sinister
Sick Queenz Finest.

author: NEM-S-SIS
I'm feeling that shit! NO whaimean, straight up.
But I aint backing up Nigga.
NEM-S-SIS is back in the place/still fucking your
bitch in TORONTO'S dirtiest staircase/Your shit
will get laced/ 16 bars in your face/NOW these niggas
can call you lyrical "Shit Face"/Still slanging
the caine/Ready to put a slug in your frame/OR call
D.Insane/ to come and put a plug in your brain/NEM-S-SIS
is the name/A little nigga strappin wit aim

author:
Mc Knight
let the best behold got so many stories untold/ so
much ice fuck around and catch a chest cold/ best
told me to put niggas in a threshold/ fuck hoes get
money and let the sex go/ battle niggas til they hide
and transex there holes/ tear down the oath of the
fam and rip apart there goals/ ludacris gave me the
game to throw the bows/ til it connect one of yall
fagats and bloody ya nose/ and go run for back up
so your fam could get trap up/ hold the gat's up so
your frontline and your back could get rack up/ running
nose niggas i got coke that's all pack up/ react wrong
you'll get hollow tips when you act up/ bitch niggas
is provoked to get smacked up/ open the leather ak's
wreaking shop wit the gat's cuz/ i want a customer
to ask for some service/ serve hollow slugs is a america
made purpose/ somebody hit back when they know where
the work is/ i'm scentist study on cats called perpist/
Get it perpist? 1!!!

author:
Doos
Been gone for awhile, places to go, people to see
rippin MC's from Farmclub.com to MP3 but I'm back,
not to attack those who lack but to couteract and
say congrats to the stack of skill on the Ill Battle,
I put away the paddle cause I'm baffled to see the
integrity in the saddle. Mr. Knight and Sinster...
I feel you rising up. I wish you luck and hope you
earn a buck and continue to fuck with people steppin'
up to you.... it's all about your crew and what you
can do. If you keep it straight, you can emancipate
the state that Hip Hop has sunk to as of late. So
don't give up, make every minute and second count
and keep the purity in the words comin'out your mouth.
Peace, Big Doos Above The Influence for life! ONE

author: dj
rade
Weave lyrics into your nappy hair like cornrows Do
verbal battle like Stone Cold, blow by blow Leave
niggas over-exposed like cancerous cells in the cold
Got you by a chokehold,and won't let go till I reach
gold Nuff styles, nuff verses keep my niggas smiling,
Like vaseline on wack mc's faces I'm shining, Combat
tactics got contenders hiding What you gon' do while
phat beats I be riding Nigga you wilin', shit so phat
got you jivin' Most broke niggas can't keep up with
this stylin' Buckwild'n, as I approach; grab the mic
like a roach, Putting niggas through rhyme school
like I was a coach Packing lyrics like a gat, baby
I gets mo' phat When I bump off a track, whether its
CD or wax When I flow walls crack, trains and planes
get hijacked, My verses need to be satellite-tracked,
Coz I'm worldwide like Yahoo! Chats Got your mind
straight troublin' Got the honeys all bubblin' If
your flow could be this tight Nigga you'd be straight
jugglin' One more word b'fore I go.. Letting 'em niggas
know they be fucking with a pro Since the 9-0 shit's
been tighter than the pants on Flo' Joe I'm a proffesional,
you a learner hitting cones As I spit this shit faster
than Marion Jones DJ spinning quicker than Miami cyclones
Signal your death: skull and crossbones. One.

author: kay_slay
Speak words towards me of hatred abd disdain.Curse
my existence and resent my name.Find all of my flaws
and commence to complain.Kill my shine and show the
shadows of my shame.Give me the weight of the world
to hold me down.And nurture our needs with the rit
on the ground.Kick me,Hit me,Push me,Shove me,Kill
me and watch me live on in those that love me.Demeen
me and put all else above me.Force me to face all
that disgusts me.Give me the worst of the worst and
leave nothing else for me.And when i plead an scream,"Fullfill
my needs!!!!",ignore me.Take my wealth strip me down
to my last token.Brand me with every harsh word to
be spoken.Drown me in desparity and laugh as i'm gasping
and chokin'.Then leave me with GOD prayin' and hopin'.And
thru him I SHALL N T BE BROKEN.

author: ekliptic
who rocks it absolutely/ i came in suddenly/ but apparently/
i got u vibin to the melody/ explicitly/ simplisticly/
u wanna see/ more flows from me/ currently/ i ain't
pro league/ but if u hearin what i speak/ on wbru/
don't be bemused/ cuz now i'm introd ced/ and ready
to produce/ some quenchin juice/ i'm on the loose/
so prepare to pay your dues/ as i cruise/ with apparent
ease/ like grease/ lightning without a crease/ in
my rap sheets/ i got u beggin please/ like i'm the
remedy/ to the disease/ of wanna be mc's
author: infomous
spliff
I met a young girl named Yvette in a very tight sweater
Wait, it gets better Small talk, let's take a walk,
I gaze, her eye's afire She told me "you're my one
desire" Let's share champagne and rain showers Catch
the sunrise, over the Eifel Tower Yvette, don't take
it as a dis, but I'm gonna miss you Please don't cry,
here's a tissue I'll be back, you'll always be in
my heart
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