theman080
11-15-05, 05:28 PM
theman080
Killah E
Heat released out defeat ya meak crowd
Please explain how you wish you were Steve Stoute :thumbsdow
Your flowin towards attacks I'm showin storms of wrath
Backin internet acts that's the lowest form of rap
Rivalhood torn in half, sized oceans abyss
Roster shot to rot, end your promotional shyt
We'll fizzle your folks, you've been riddled to choke
All the vets you repped wit have you considered a joke :yes:
Seen you denegrate drops watched as you segregate hot
From the shyt you drop but still you emulate Props
I'll send a straight shot, have Court die in his stance
His best faded out quicker than the riots in France :whistle:
Heard you finalized plans, while I was spittin in cyphers
To beef Rivalhood's roster with Irish Dip-Stick and Snyper
You blew it more than Gale Force son frail Court's done
Most czarist regimes flamed out after World War One :hmm:
Don't get me wrong, your regimes flamed out in more ways than one
Played out coroner's drums death march towards you bums
Ask those Certified Gangsta hoes how I vanquish foes
Tanks will roll your whole clique's far from the hype
Droppin flops like Todd Pinkston caught in the lights
Often it's like, my heavy machette be-heading plenty
Sending enemies to death effortlessly expending energy
To days of reckoning, insane doubts ordained still pounding hits tho
Your staff and U krained out the game like Vitali Klitschko
Rebounding quick though, even tho my flowin is ice
It's like Court never fades cuz he don't have a life
No need for defending your type with a deafening strike
It's exceptionally right that his ambition ends at the site
That's his synopsis now back to the hot shyt
I be droppin constant apart from the nonsense
Did you really sign Props? Didn't think he'd a done that
Props aint whack just only sharp for a bit like the tip of a thumb-tack
Used to hit like a gun clap now drops shytty to lessen total losses
Hasn't sparked heat since Lewinski gave head in the oval office
I hold choice terror endeavored towards holdin force foreva
While most thought Propaganda died out with the cold war era
No source eva to face it full will be hatin on this rapping
That like style challenged teens Props aint capable of matching
Please explain what's happening, when you can't even make a factor
Thought I was watchin the history channel backwards
When Propaganda lost to Da Raptor, that was harsh as a rapper
To see you fade from empowered hot to your place in this narrow spot
Skill dropped like Palmeiro's after his steroid use stopped
No rivals you little fukks, no rivals....fukkin c*nts
Speaking of c*nt i've sat back and watch your game worsen
Is it Mr. LC, C Diddy or Court? I forgot they're all the same person
SOHH's jester is just a mere game tester a word molester
you wouldn't know labor if you were a chick in her third trimester
get your 91' Rover bent you're a coward the type to flee over rent
but lack content and still remain underarmed like deodarent -
to you we're all winners dawg but dudes paper is stuck like a printer clog
questioning me & my lines... I got more keepas than a synagogue
This is all day most narrow like hallways i'm known to enthral praise -
because like midget priests most of these dudes is small pray
now the two biggest battle dodgers wanna tangle in versus -
i'll mangle their verses and wear out these old stars like Converses
without curses Nam' you outta know I close lids and you're squat
but i'm concerned about you gettin' sonned by kids in the spot (http://forums.sohh.com/showthread.php?t=648505)
thinkin you're hot i'm sick of these vague foes that gotta beg hoes -
and I think you better tell your sister to keep her legs closed (http://forums.sohh.com/showthread.php?t=643948)
Most ain't keen to the scene we dean their happy where its quieter
SOHH's pair proprietors that burn abandoned drops like Paris rioters
raps version of Wyatt Earp no rhyme rations, no progmatic passion
dudes is trash and thats why Bluewave came back in dramatic fashion
we passin & exposing ya'll decomposin whether or not we're foreclosin
constantly chosen I hold these threads together like a clothes pin
sites we bulldozin' - spammin threads we dont care if you compose beats
attempt to oppose me, my flows sweet runnin' lines around EyEs like crows feet
Ya'll lost in my dust so you have time to adjust what you long to discuss
thousands of lines you couldn't fukc with one b!tch like you were manogamous
dudes always circumvent the type that hate conflicts just lost in the mix
two person cliques that are square like bricks yet to Blossom like Six -
shmucks with bad luck and ain't sure what to do I bid those who suck adieu
this isn't for all just a stuck up few but if I forgot your name then fukc you too
Quiet down now, Rivalhood can fade out jus like they did back in the day. Bluewave can plot his next entrance onto the site and Court can alter personalities a few more times but jus quiet the fukk down...
Killah E
Heat released out defeat ya meak crowd
Please explain how you wish you were Steve Stoute :thumbsdow
Your flowin towards attacks I'm showin storms of wrath
Backin internet acts that's the lowest form of rap
Rivalhood torn in half, sized oceans abyss
Roster shot to rot, end your promotional shyt
We'll fizzle your folks, you've been riddled to choke
All the vets you repped wit have you considered a joke :yes:
Seen you denegrate drops watched as you segregate hot
From the shyt you drop but still you emulate Props
I'll send a straight shot, have Court die in his stance
His best faded out quicker than the riots in France :whistle:
Heard you finalized plans, while I was spittin in cyphers
To beef Rivalhood's roster with Irish Dip-Stick and Snyper
You blew it more than Gale Force son frail Court's done
Most czarist regimes flamed out after World War One :hmm:
Don't get me wrong, your regimes flamed out in more ways than one
Played out coroner's drums death march towards you bums
Ask those Certified Gangsta hoes how I vanquish foes
Tanks will roll your whole clique's far from the hype
Droppin flops like Todd Pinkston caught in the lights
Often it's like, my heavy machette be-heading plenty
Sending enemies to death effortlessly expending energy
To days of reckoning, insane doubts ordained still pounding hits tho
Your staff and U krained out the game like Vitali Klitschko
Rebounding quick though, even tho my flowin is ice
It's like Court never fades cuz he don't have a life
No need for defending your type with a deafening strike
It's exceptionally right that his ambition ends at the site
That's his synopsis now back to the hot shyt
I be droppin constant apart from the nonsense
Did you really sign Props? Didn't think he'd a done that
Props aint whack just only sharp for a bit like the tip of a thumb-tack
Used to hit like a gun clap now drops shytty to lessen total losses
Hasn't sparked heat since Lewinski gave head in the oval office
I hold choice terror endeavored towards holdin force foreva
While most thought Propaganda died out with the cold war era
No source eva to face it full will be hatin on this rapping
That like style challenged teens Props aint capable of matching
Please explain what's happening, when you can't even make a factor
Thought I was watchin the history channel backwards
When Propaganda lost to Da Raptor, that was harsh as a rapper
To see you fade from empowered hot to your place in this narrow spot
Skill dropped like Palmeiro's after his steroid use stopped
No rivals you little fukks, no rivals....fukkin c*nts
Speaking of c*nt i've sat back and watch your game worsen
Is it Mr. LC, C Diddy or Court? I forgot they're all the same person
SOHH's jester is just a mere game tester a word molester
you wouldn't know labor if you were a chick in her third trimester
get your 91' Rover bent you're a coward the type to flee over rent
but lack content and still remain underarmed like deodarent -
to you we're all winners dawg but dudes paper is stuck like a printer clog
questioning me & my lines... I got more keepas than a synagogue
This is all day most narrow like hallways i'm known to enthral praise -
because like midget priests most of these dudes is small pray
now the two biggest battle dodgers wanna tangle in versus -
i'll mangle their verses and wear out these old stars like Converses
without curses Nam' you outta know I close lids and you're squat
but i'm concerned about you gettin' sonned by kids in the spot (http://forums.sohh.com/showthread.php?t=648505)
thinkin you're hot i'm sick of these vague foes that gotta beg hoes -
and I think you better tell your sister to keep her legs closed (http://forums.sohh.com/showthread.php?t=643948)
Most ain't keen to the scene we dean their happy where its quieter
SOHH's pair proprietors that burn abandoned drops like Paris rioters
raps version of Wyatt Earp no rhyme rations, no progmatic passion
dudes is trash and thats why Bluewave came back in dramatic fashion
we passin & exposing ya'll decomposin whether or not we're foreclosin
constantly chosen I hold these threads together like a clothes pin
sites we bulldozin' - spammin threads we dont care if you compose beats
attempt to oppose me, my flows sweet runnin' lines around EyEs like crows feet
Ya'll lost in my dust so you have time to adjust what you long to discuss
thousands of lines you couldn't fukc with one b!tch like you were manogamous
dudes always circumvent the type that hate conflicts just lost in the mix
two person cliques that are square like bricks yet to Blossom like Six -
shmucks with bad luck and ain't sure what to do I bid those who suck adieu
this isn't for all just a stuck up few but if I forgot your name then fukc you too
Quiet down now, Rivalhood can fade out jus like they did back in the day. Bluewave can plot his next entrance onto the site and Court can alter personalities a few more times but jus quiet the fukk down...