EvilZone
Other => Creative Arts => : Chronic x September 13, 2012, 11:14:29 AM
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come on, anyone? all in good fun.
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Awww shit.
Looks like, I'm the first in line
Guess it's time, for another rhyme
I wasn't ready, but I get it too
I'm the only one here, whose balls aren't BLUE!
So i'll step up and lay down the beat
Show these other bitches the taste of defeat
You can toss out rhymes all you like
But no matter what, you can't take my mic
;)
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I'm always down for a rap battle. I'll throw down some lines when I get sometime :D
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Awww shit.
Looks like, I'm the first in line
Guess it's time, for another rhyme
I wasn't ready, but I get it too
I'm the only one here, whose balls aren't BLUE!
So i'll step up and lay down the beat
Show these other bitches the taste of defeat
You can toss out rhymes all you like
But no matter what, you can't take my mic
;)
Oh, dameon how are you?
I really wanna know, that is true.
Because i need something to tell your mother
when she screams i miss you,
put you in a grave, thats what you get for being brave
no medal-no honor- no clap
Battling me is just a death trap
Untouchable when it comes to rap
All you do is talk,
I watch and learn like a hawk
This is my concern,
To who do i give your urn?
Because like immortal technique
you've crossed the point of no return
You don't know what your into
i'm a fucking demon
your no more important
then dried up semen
So go learn a thing or two,
Maybe bring a crew
Because to beat me,
its gonna take more then just you.
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Oh, dameon how are you?
I really wanna know, that is true.
Because i need something to tell your mother
when she screams i miss you,
put you in a grave, thats what you get for being brave
no medal-no honor- no clap
Battling me is just a death trap
Untouchable when it comes to rap
All you do is talk,
I watch and learn like a hawk
This is my concern,
To who do i give your urn?
Because like immortal technique
you've crossed the point of no return
You don't know what your into
i'm a fucking demon
your no more important
then dried up semen
So go learn a thing or two,
Maybe bring a crew
Because to beat me,
its gonna take more then just you.
You know chronic, I was born to strut
You walk around with a dick in your butt
But I love yyou chronic, you know its true
And since your chronic, I gotta smoke you
I'm sorry man, it wasn't in the master plan
But when kronic's in your face, its impossible not to have a taste
Then one taste turns into 3 or 4
Next thing you know your throwing the roach out tha door
I lit it up, smoked the chronic down
And in the process, burned your rhymes to the ground
Talking bout my mom, that all you got?
Like every other rapper, you need a new plot
Be a hawk, go and fly free
Cause I still got a gun you see
My time is nigh, I'm barely fucking high
Ill rise to the top and bury you lot
Ask for my forgiveness and maybe well talk
Talk about you allowed to be
Making me some mutha fuckin icees
Icee, right. don't that sound nice?
Makin me icees for tha rest of your life
Just give up, its over now
And I'm about to take my last bow
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Just to make it clear guys, I have 0 problems with Chronic X and as far as I know he has 0 problems with me. In fact, I look up to the guy in some ways. However, this is a rap BATTLE so naturally there's going to be a lot of dissing going on. Just remember, its all in good fun. Applaud our rhymes and laugh at our insults, cause when it comes down to it we don't mean a word of it. Thank you :)
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Haha, this is some sweet lyrics guys xD inb4 Evilzone album 2.0
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You know chronic, I was born to strut
You walk around with a dick in your butt
But I love yyou chronic, you know its true
And since your chronic, I gotta smoke you
I'm sorry man, it wasn't in the master plan
But when kronic's in your face, its impossible not to have a taste
Then one taste turns into 3 or 4
Next thing you know your throwing the roach out tha door
I lit it up, smoked the chronic down
And in the process, burned your rhymes to the ground
Talking bout my mom, that all you got?
Like every other rapper, you need a new plot
Be a hawk, go and fly free
Cause I still got a gun you see
My time is nigh, I'm barely fucking high
Ill rise to the top and bury you lot
Ask for my forgiveness and maybe well talk
Talk about you allowed to be
Making me some mutha fuckin icees
Icee, right. don't that sound nice?
Makin me icees for tha rest of your life
Just give up, its over now
And I'm about to take my last bow
Edit*
Just to make it clear guys, I have 0 problems with Chronic X and as far as I know he has 0 problems with me. In fact, I look up to the guy in some ways. However, this is a rap BATTLE so naturally there's going to be a lot of dissing going on. Just remember, its all in good fun. Applaud our rhymes and laugh at our insults, cause when it comes down to it we don't mean a word of it. Thank you :)
Daemon you might as well write your will
I'm gonna make your warm blood spill
This is my sickness, so ill
Coming at me must be quite a thrill
But you better chill before it goes downhill
Your fake like a fire drill
I'm real like a homecooked meal
Your a bitch, don't make flip the switch
Ill pull the plug
And put you in the grave you dug
This rap shit is a drug
Don't try to fuckin mean mug
Ill end you
So shut your mouth, I reccomend
Before you get yourself killed
I'm just to fucking skilled
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Got sometime so I whipped this up :P
Chronic layed down the challenge
All in the name of fun
So I'm going to take up this handle
And let loose on the trigger
Of my thompson submachine gun
Letting loose with a 6 syllable flow
I'm a student of chun cho
Cold as an ice floe
Standing on top of this plateau
Looking down at y'all taking part in a dog show
Double meaning words
Near ass ryhmes
Living in the house of lords
Like old times
Past lives
Revives, survives
All your wayward swords
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Got sometime so I whipped this up :P
Chronic layed down the challenge
All in the name of fun
So I'm going to take up this handle
And let loose on the trigger
Of my thompson submachine gun
Letting loose with a 6 syllable flow
I'm a student of chun cho
Cold as an ice floe
Standing on top of this plateau
Looking down at y'all taking part in a dog show
Double meaning words
Near ass ryhmes
Living in the house of lords
Like old times
Past lives
Revives, survives
All your wayward swords
dog show? where do you get this shit
i dont think you even deserve my spit
your artificial as they come
i could beat you in a battle with just a hum
you wanna talk guns
you speak it, i live it
you aint got none
but hey, neither do i
cause im not that fake guy
saying how i got this and that
ill still chase you down with a baseball bat
you can turn around a pull the fake trigger of that gat
by the time your head will be splat
leave you there for a black rat to pick at
your nada,zip, zero
so stop trying to be a hero
you got a 2pac avatar
do you even know what any of his songs are
by the sounds of your rhymes, you listen to pop
not fucking hip-hop
talk like that in streets all you'll hear is
you a cop?
find you cut up at a truck stop
So sit down bro
don't try to match my flow
keep eating your vegetables and grow
because you will never be bigger then me
go watch some more glee
i got my mothafuckin rap degree
if you want, you can be my trainee
if not, heres the church key
pray for your life
that i miss with my knife.
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Haha, this is some sweet lyrics guys xD inb4 Evilzone album 2.0
I told everyone that this was going to happen. Then when chronic came back I was like shit just got real lol
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Well I finally had some.time and inspiration, so time to continue!!
Cold as an ice floe?
Man, you wish bro
Your rhymes are loose
Just like your women too
Just ask Chronic, he's banged a few
Zesh, how you think you got them AIDS?
Chronic passes them out every day
Oh shit, did I say that out loud?
My B chronic, guess your secrets out
But its okay, we don't judge
Just because you like to pack fudge
And no that ain't a diss on the LGBT's
I'm a firm supporter of your community
And I'm sorry if I ofdended you
Its not my intentions to be unfriended, true
I'm just offensive by nature
I really can't be contained sir!
My thoughts so fast
They speed on past
Outhink everyone in the class
Speeding up
You wish you could keep up
The words be flying
Your head is dying
And every one of your brain cells is frying!!
Insane
in the brain
My rhymes don't ever wane!
They wax
Ans ggrow
I couldn't stop this flow even if I wanted to bro!!
*deep breath*
But now its time to step aside
And see what else you nukkas can write
Besides, I could use a good laugh
So step aside, thou shall pass
Everyone take off your hats
Here we go, don't let me down
Its his time now
Enter, the clown
/me bows
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Deamon,Daemon, Daemon
You got some guts son
I bet with the delayed reply you thought you won
But this aint done
You suprised me kid,
But your playing with fire
Your bravery i admire
But on a skill level, i'm higher
I'm better
I'm the seller your the buyer
Call me the supplier, spitting raps all over you
If you wanna step to me, go get a crew
Because i say Daemon, They say who?
You say Chronic they say, His true
You have no respect
And your accusations are incorrect
Your just mad because the ladies reject
The game you try to lay
You don't know how to play
Mad at me because i get what i want
And my swag i flaunt
You wanna make a girl your wife
But i'm fucking her, thats the way of life
And i aint giving her no disease,
She just say that so you don't wanna touch her
The only thing i transfer is money
No disease, no sick
Keep running your mouth
And ill swing on you quick
I'm slick, lay you out and sell a brick
I'm real, i'm with dealers
They see me, They run
My fists made of rock, weigh a ton
I bet you feel outdone
Step to me you'll need a machine gun
Even then, ill come out number one.
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I got my gun
so you better run
I've taken the stage
I might try to contain my rage
but when I see your face
I get on the case
to smash your head in
though I know its a sin
I'm deadly I'm dangerous
you cant fuck with us
I've taken daemons side
you have been misapplied
I'll swing my hatchet
aiming for your head
but just think, soon you will be dead
lol I'm not very good but i tried lol :P
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The pic of the gun just made it skidiot!!! Adds so much cred to your rhyme ahahahaha XD
Chronic, just you wait bro. I'll be back ;)
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I got my gun
so you better run
I've taken the stage
I might try to contain my rage
but when I see your face
I get on the case
to smash your head in
though I know its a sin
I'm deadly I'm dangerous
you cant fuck with us
I've taken daemons side
you have been misapplied
I'll swing my hatchet
aiming for your head
but just think, soon you will be dead
lol I'm not very good but i tried lol :P
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Skid, that's real cute.
Nice gun, but you'll need to learn how to shoot
before you step to me,
any man can pull a trigger
but my balls are bigger
thats why i can take my switch blade
jam it in your flesh, not afraid
wont pull out till your soul is displayed,
in your eyes, debt to chronic is unpaid
if you wanna dance with the devil
you'll have to get on my level
you picked the wrong side
my respect for you just died
now our egos have to collide
to be nice to you, i tried
now im pushing you aside
your nothing to me now
and to pull heat on me
not gonna be allowed
you'll be rushed by a crowd
So nice gun, but my black blade
ill get up close like a real man and your heartbeat will fade
Maybe you can get daemon to give you a band aid.
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You want to step to me
I'll dump your body out at sea
I know how to shoot my gun
So don't be so dumb
I got the balls to pull the trigger
I got the mother fucking vigor
You can try to get close with you're knife
But boy come on this is real life
You want to bring a blade
Boy that's a downgrade
You can try with all your might
But all you'll see is bright white
For you its six feet deep
and your head I will keep
It will make a nice keepsake
and then I will eat a nice steak
I'm way beyond you're level
Which is why I stay strappin
Your knife
Ha, don't make me laugh
I'm the mother fuckin devil
With my strap I be cappin
And with my hatchet
I'll cut you in half
And by the way your girls fuckin ratchet
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The fact you havent seen my girl makes your rhyme look false and weak, but ill be back after work
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The fact you havent seen my girl makes your rhyme look false and weak, but ill be back after work
she can look good but it dont mean her pussy don't look like this:
http://bluewaffle.net/bw.jpg (http://bluewaffle.net/bw.jpg)
(Click if you dare lol)
you know im just playin right :P
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You want to step to me
I'll dump your body out at sea
I know how to shoot my gun
So don't be so dumb
I got the balls to pull the trigger
I got the mother fucking vigor
You can try to get close with you're knife
But boy come on this is real life
You want to bring a blade
Boy that's a downgrade
You can try with all your might
But all you'll see is bright white
For you its six feet deep
and your head I will keep
It will make a nice keepsake
and then I will eat a nice steak
I'm way beyond you're level
Which is why I stay strappin
Your knife
Ha, don't make me laugh
I'm the mother fuckin devil
With my strap I be cappin
And with my hatchet
I'll cut you in half
And by the way your girls fuckin ratchet
Bro your saying the same stuff i say
try it in the real world, maybe you'll get a lay
Because what i say its fire
flames from inside me raising higher
saying your better then me, pff what a liar
Step down before you cross the wire
before my rhymes open fire
my shit sets fear
some would call it dire
your career was short, but now you can retire
i'm glad i could inspire
but this aint for you
My skill aint contagious like the flu
When it comes to people with my skill,
they like marines, few.
We're always ready, strong and proud
So hush before you get plowed
Fuck you, im screamin' it out loud
fuck you and you gun
Your still one to run
Ill merk you and a loved one
Because i wont just target you, ill hit your family
kill them all, one by one they will fall
So stop throwning little things my way, this aint baseball
So, save yourself from the shame
This is my game, That i've gotten my fame
The best i've became
ill only get better, ill always evolve
This puzzle of skill, you can't solve
Your the kind of guy to suck dick for bus fare,Then walk home
What was that last guys name? Jerome?
This is where i leave you, if you retaliate prepare for war
By the way, refer to my girl as a whore
Ill try to ignore, do it again ill leave your ego sore
So give up and leave, theres the fucking door.
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Bro your saying the same stuff i say
try it in the real world, maybe you'll get a lay
Because what i say its fire
flames from inside me raising higher
saying your better then me, pff what a liar
Step down before you cross the wire
before my rhymes open fire
my shit sets fear
some would call it dire
your career was short, but now you can retire
i'm glad i could inspire
but this aint for you
My skill aint contagious like the flu
When it comes to people with my skill,
they like marines, few.
We're always ready, strong and proud
So hush before you get plowed
Fuck you, im screamin' it out loud
fuck you and you gun
Your still one to run
Ill merk you and a loved one
Because i wont just target you, ill hit your family
kill them all, one by one they will fall
So stop throwning little things my way, this aint baseball
So, save yourself from the shame
This is my game, That i've gotten my fame
The best i've became
ill only get better, ill always evolve
This puzzle of skill, you can't solve
Your the kind of guy to suck dick for bus fare,Then walk home
What was that last guys name? Jerome?
This is where i leave you, if you retaliate prepare for war
By the way, refer to my girl as a whore
Ill try to ignore, do it again ill leave your ego sore
So give up and leave, theres the fucking door.
You say my spits the same?
Just looks at yours, how lame
You should go bow your head in shame
Best watch out before I take aim
I might not shoot because you're a dame
You have such a petite frame
In the end I'll have all the fame
I'll win the game
You just can't contain
I'll soak you in butane
Then I'll light a match
And light fire to your girls snatch
You say your shit sets fear
Man, I can't even hear
What a queer
I'm the grand puppeteer
I'll make you disappear
You're not on my tier
Come on, get over here
You say you got skill
You better chill
Before I make your blood spill
I'm out for the kill
I can't stop, such a thrill
Bullets will rain down like the battle on Bunker Hill
You know the drill
Best take your suicide pill
You come after my fam
My gat will go bam
You say I suck dick
Wow what a prick
I'll slam your head in with a brick
Real quick
Then my trigger will go click
And your heart wont tick
This is the trick
Because I'm just that slick
Come on Chronic
Time to get a new nick
You want a war?
You want me to use the door?
I wont leave till your body hits the floor
And you will be sore
Come on keep up, whats the score?
What you want more?
However you I do adore
You'll make such a nice whore
You think you're hardcore
I'll blow your ass up with c4
Then you wont be living anymore
Better write up your memoir
I can keep going all day
Damn you're so gay
You're such a little fae
You I will slay
I will not sway
Have you screaming like a blue jay
You better make way
You better obey
You should just back away
I'll leave you in disarray
Rearrange your DNA
Dont be led astray
I'm the best in the milky way
You might as well run away
You need an action replay?
You should just go do ballet
You'd look good in a skirt
Because you're nothing but dirt
I'll make your girl squirt
While you sit there butt hurt
Best stay alert
Dont be so inert
I just can't stop
My hatchet will go chop
You will drop
And go flip flop
My flow is non stop
I'll take my ax and go slash
End your life in a flash
You can try and dash
But I will lash
Make your blood go splish splash
I'll smash
Throw your body in the trash
Then smoke a bowl of hash
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You say my spits the same?
Just looks at yours, how lame
You should go bow your head in shame
Best watch out before I take aim
I might not shoot because you're a dame
You have such a petite frame
In the end I'll have all the fame
I'll win the game
You just can't contain
I'll soak you in butane
Then I'll light a match
And light fire to your girls snatch
You come after my fam
My gat will go bam
You say I suck dick
Wow what a prick
I'll slam your head in with a brick
Real quick
Then my trigger will go click
And your heart wont tick
This is the trick
Because I'm just that slick
Come on Chronic
Time to get a new nick
You want a war?
You want me to use the door?
I wont leave till your body hits the floor
And you will be sore
Come on keep up, whats the score?
What you want more?
However you I do adore
You'll make such a nice whore
You think you're hardcore
I'll blow your ass up with c4
Then you wont be living anymore
Better write up your memoir
I can keep going all day
Damn you're so gay
You're such a little fae
You I will slay
I will not sway
Have you screaming like a blue jay
You better make way
You better obey
You should just back away
I'll leave you in disarray
Rearrange your DNA
Dont be led astray
I'm the best in the milky way
You might as well run away
You need an action replay?
You should just go do ballet
You'd look good in a skirt
Because you're nothing but dirt
I'll make your girl squirt
While you sit there butt hurt
Best stay alert
Dont be so inert
I just can't stop
My hatchet will go chop
You will drop
And go flip flop
My flow is non stop
I'll take my ax and go slash
End your life in a flash
You can try and dash
But I will thrash
Make your blood go splash
Your body will thrash
I'll smash
Throw your body in the trash
Then smoke a bowl of hash
Where are you getting this shit? google?
away, dissaray, dna?
What do you think you are, Dre?
Real rap fans would know thats a diss
Talking bout me being a whore, look at your miss
I'm the godfather of rap, so shutup and clap
The way you rap about your gun over and over
i know your fake and insecure
But me? Oh so pure
I'm a king, your just immature
Tell me more about you gun, i've never seen one
Because i'm a good little boy, don't even know how to load
That's incase my lawyer looks at this, need to talk in code
So i dont get locked up and fucking explode
see i've been around guns
But the way you talk about it, overdone
It kills me to read 19 rhymes in a row
And then you try to say you can come and drop flow
But see rap is all about the message not the rhymes
I can say shit however i feel as long as it has meaning
thats the difference between me and you
you rhyme, i inspire
i spit mothafuckin fire
so stand back before you get burnt
Listening to you got my stomach turned
It's like you don't even know what your saying
When i get on evilzone im praying,
that you don't reply
Not because of fear, but all im gonna see is
deer,year,beer,sincere,ear
So stop trying so hard i know you wanna phaze me
Or throw me out to sea like you stated
Your gonna make yourself most hated
You say you like immortal technique but from you spits
You listen to Pop's Best hits
Your a goon, im a shot caller
Since the age of 10, a brawler
A juggalo, eh?
Go paint your face,
And cry about how everyone hates you
and dont understand, rape is okay, but racism a big no-no
Whoa, That sounds fun
Grab your necklace with the little hatchet
Go to a little backyard meeting with the rest of the freaks
With the overweight physiques,Talk about old homies,
And your favorite makeup products to paint your face
To rap you guys are a fucking disgrace,
Mom shoulda had an abortion in the first place
Pardon me, im suffering from an illness called being real
And i dont give a fuck if it dont appeal
i'm not mainstream, and im not a clown or brown
Just shut your mouth before you get knocked down.
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Where are you getting this shit? google?
away, dissaray, dna?
What do you think you are, Dre?
Real rap fans would know thats a diss
Talking bout me being a whore, look at your miss
I'm the godfather of rap, so shutup and clap
The way you rap about your gun over and over
i know your fake and insecure
But me? Oh so pure
I'm a king, your just immature
Tell me more about you gun, i've never seen one
Because i'm a good little boy, don't even know how to load
That's incase my lawyer looks at this, need to talk in code
So i dont get locked up and fucking explode
see i've been around guns
But the way you talk about it, overdone
It kills me to read 19 rhymes in a row
And then you try to say you can come and drop flow
But see rap is all about the message not the rhymes
I can say shit however i feel as long as it has meaning
thats the difference between me and you
you rhyme, i inspire
i spit mothafuckin fire
so stand back before you get burnt
Listening to you got my stomach turned
It's like you don't even know what your saying
When i get on evilzone im praying,
that you don't reply
Not because of fear, but all im gonna see is
deer,year,beer,sincere,ear
So stop trying so hard i know you wanna phaze me
Or throw me out to sea like you stated
Your gonna make yourself most hated
You say you like immortal technique but from you spits
You listen to Pop's Best hits
Your a goon, im a shot caller
Since the age of 10, a brawler
A juggalo, eh?
Go paint your face,
And cry about how everyone hates you
and dont understand, rape is okay, but racism a big no-no
Whoa, That sounds fun
Grab your necklace with the little hatchet
Go to a little backyard meeting with the rest of the freaks
With the overweight physiques,Talk about old homies,
And your favorite makeup products to paint your face
To rap you guys are a fucking disgrace,
Mom shoulda had an abortion in the first place
Pardon me, im suffering from an illness called being real
And i dont give a fuck if it dont appeal
i'm not mainstream, and im not a clown or brown
Just shut your mouth before you get knocked down.
You say you're the godfather of rap
and clap
Don't make me slap
Do you need a recap?
I can flow and rhyme
Doesn't even take time
I can end you with my nine
You're nothing but swine
Your shit don't flow
makes it hard to read
I make your girl go oh
while you just sit there and bleed
You say I'm fake and insecure
And swear your so pure
Again I'll say, I'll make you dissapear
Did you hear?
You are a good littly boy
Aren't you?
My guns not a toy
Chronic Who?
You keep saying you spit fire
Yet no one admire's
Your raps a bad mess
Not even worth a diss
You think I don't know what I'm saying
thing again
While you're sitting their playing
I will be spraying
Glad to see you praying
Want to come at Juggalo's
You'll need a fucking Army
There's over 10,000 of us
You love Immortal Technique so much
Go listen to Dance with the Devil
Talk about rape
You say you're so real
That you got sick skill
Yet all I hear, is the same damn things
Get some new material
Maybe then you can say you're real
For me, its time to eat a big meal
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Ohhh shit xD this was intense. This shouldn't be just lyrics for the second album, this should be recorded as an actual battle for a track.. If anyone wants to make their way to my studio, I'll gladly record you;)
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You say you're the godfather of rap
and clap
Don't make me slap
Do you need a recap?
I can flow and rhyme
Doesn't even take time
I can end you with my nine
You're nothing but swine
Your shit don't flow
makes it hard to read
I make your girl go oh
while you just sit there and bleed
You say I'm fake and insecure
And swear your so pure
Again I'll say, I'll make you dissapear
Did you hear?
You are a good littly boy
Aren't you?
My guns not a toy
Chronic Who?
You keep saying you spit fire
Yet no one admire's
Your raps a bad mess
Not even worth a diss
You think I don't know what I'm saying
thing again
While you're sitting their playing
I will be spraying
Glad to see you praying
Want to come at Juggalo's
You'll need a fucking Army
There's over 10,000 of us
You love Immortal Technique so much
Go listen to Dance with the Devil
Talk about rape
You say you're so real
That you got sick skill
Yet all I hear, is the same damn things
Get some new material
Maybe then you can say you're real
For me, its time to eat a big meal
skidiot skidiot skidiot
youre such a fucking idiot
you dont have a dick
if you do itll get a little kick
you cant have a fuck
youre hairy balls suck
youre mama was a bitch
ohhhh my balls itch
wtf is this a little glitch?
youre ass has got a stich
so idiot i was in lorry
and i gotta say sorry
hope you loved my rap
i got a baseball cap!
;D
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skidiot skidiot skidiot
youre such a fucking idiot
you dont have a dick
if you do itll get a little kick
you cant have a fuck
youre hairy balls suck
youre mama was a bitch
ohhhh my balls itch
wtf is this a little glitch?
youre ass has got a stich
so idiot i was in lorry
and i gotta say sorry
hope you loved my rap
i got a baseball cap!
;D
Pak_Track pak_track pak_track
damn youre gonna give me a heart attack
doin the same shit as chronic
how gay
now listen to what i have to say
you stupid retarded little fae
you have weak ass rhymes
rhymin idiot with idiot
like chronic sayin i got no dick
yet your moms givin it a lick
thats right i can be lame
talkin about moms again, same
my ass has a stitch?
wtf is that bitch?
you got an itch?
lol maybe its crabs
dont scratch too much, youll get scabs
and in the end, your fuck rap sucks
hell, i just dont give a fuck
now that i got your attention
i just need to mention
this is a damn intervention
yoyr shit sucks
i cant believe you tried to buck
you need to shut your shit, before you get struck
i know that chronics stuck
or sitting there not givin a fuck
running away like the ugly duck
ha what a schmuck
in the lack of posts
and no on even close
i guess i must say;
ADIOS
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Pak_Track pak_track pak_track
damn youre gonna give me a heart attack
doin the same shit as chronic
how gay
now listen to what i have to say
you stupid retarded little fae
you have weak ass rhymes
rhymin idiot with idiot
like chronic sayin i got no dick
yet your moms givin it a lick
thats right i can be lame
talkin about moms again, same
my ass has a stitch?
wtf is that bitch?
you got an itch?
lol maybe its crabs
dont scratch too much, youll get scabs
and in the end, your fuck rap sucks
hell, i just dont give a fuck
now that i got your attention
i just need to mention
this is a damn intervention
yoyr shit sucks
i cant believe you tried to buck
you need to shut your shit, before you get struck
i know that chronics stuck
or sitting there not givin a fuck
running away like the ugly duck
ha what a schmuck
in the lack of posts
and no on even close
i guess i must say;
ADIOS
I was done hearing about your gun
so smarten up son, every rap is like a rerun
Your shits whack, and you get off track
Yes i am busy, countin' my stack from all tha crack and fuck yeah i pack a mac, so get off tha attack
Sick of you rookie, see your death comin', fortune cookie
Yeah i see the future,Fagget
Your nothin' but a bitch ass maggot
So shush little goof
Ill make you dissapear like, be gone bitch *poof*
I got all the power,your rhymes are cute
But im chronic my man
So you best make a plan
Just drop off the edge, little punk
In reality your peaceful like a monk
I'm straight twisted,Check my rapsheet
My offences, they listed
And i still run shit
Wanna step? you better commit
I'm right here come get it, get it
wait little man, cool it
Don't make me lose it
Chronic gets it
Not worried one bit
His callin' yo mom a bitch,
But he aint get it. she aint a bitch,
You are, Nothin' but a snitch
I see that twitch, and your voice go higher pitch
Real recognizes real, You dont look familiar
So go back to your boys in blue
And stop with your spew
Get back to work at the drive-thru.
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I'll be back when I'm not blown lol ;)
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ye olde peace treaty
man this was fun really
man we could make a band
but this is gettin outta hand
skidiot go shut youre trap
chronic go take a nap
daemon jump up and clap
i? ill stop the rap
man this really was a battle
but its getting of its saddle
it was between us friends
so let us make amends
yeah i know i sound lame
but its all part of the game
THANK YOU
Skidiot.h
Chronic
Daemon
Pak_Track (Me)
Every one who read this 8)
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Pak_Track, stop your rap
I dont wanna fight
but me and skidiot run this, aight?
so here we go, time for another flow
chronic you sad
always sayin you bad
but you just talk
no walk
run away
before i ruin your day
skidiot grab the gun
its time to have some fun
serial killers in the house
we're the cat, your the mouse
run little mouse, run
we dont even need a gun
set a mouse trap
break your rap
Hey yo, Pak_track
whats this shut your trap?
skidiot got my back
AND he can rap
so either you nut up
or you shut up
because we coming through
and we speak true
nothing you say can touch us now
your curtains closed, take a bow
time for your clowns to get the fuck OUT!
*its rough, just made it up. sorry if it aint so great. blame the pills.... :/
<3 EZ!!!!!
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I was done hearing about your gun
so smarten up son, every rap is like a rerun
Your shits whack, and you get off track
Yes i am busy, countin' my stack from all tha crack and fuck yeah i pack a mac, so get off tha attack
Sick of you rookie, see your death comin', fortune cookie
Yeah i see the future,Fagget
Your nothin' but a bitch ass maggot
So shush little goof
Ill make you dissapear like, be gone bitch *poof*
I got all the power,your rhymes are cute
But im chronic my man
So you best make a plan
Just drop off the edge, little punk
In reality your peaceful like a monk
I'm straight twisted,Check my rapsheet
My offences, they listed
And i still run shit
Wanna step? you better commit
I'm right here come get it, get it
wait little man, cool it
Don't make me lose it
Chronic gets it
Not worried one bit
His callin' yo mom a bitch,
But he aint get it. she aint a bitch,
You are, Nothin' but a snitch
I see that twitch, and your voice go higher pitch
Real recognizes real, You dont look familiar
So go back to your boys in blue
And stop with your spew
Get back to work at the drive-thru.
Chronic do you know how to read?
My last rap didn't even mention my gun
How the fuck is that a rerun?
I don't get off track
And stop pretending you got stacks
Me, ha I fuckin got racks on racks
Your lame ass ryhmes
Are more sour than limes
Always talking about your petty crimes
You're worthless peice of shit
time to close your eyes
Fucking calling me a maggot
You better prepare
my swords going to fly through the air
I'll chop off your fucking head
then fill your body with fucking lead
Soon all you'll see is red
Then I will fucking shred;
Your worthless body without its head
I appreciate you calling me a monk
I'm a fuckin Shaolin, fast, agile, master of KungFu
Best yet, I'm just fucking starting
Time for you to reboot, restarting
You're a pathetic peice of garbage
Best pay some fucking homage
Its time to increase my pawnage
Come on boy you need some more courage
You know who calls people snitches?
People that get fucking stiches
Honestly, I just feel sorry for you bro
I already beat you a while ago
You keep showing up with the same gay spits
But I'm going to fucking blitz
Why? because I fucking commits
Your blood will be gushin when I slits
Leave you in little bits
So fuck you chronic
I think its time you grow into your tits
Cause you're nothing but a bitch
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Ow! Looks like the kids are playn this case,
Some fame, some shit they're tryin to chase!
Back up! Back up!
Now, clear the floor!
Can't you see, the king's here
To give you a sore
Throat...
Cmon! Get it straight...
You all'll be apologetic
But that's ok...
It ain't my first time, I should let you know...
I may be new to the hood, but yea, so?
Ima wipe out you trash,
Make you look like fools;
Buy you all tickets,
For a stay at the zoo...
It ain't cool using slang,
Can't you see I've used none?
Keep it clean, keep it real,
Well, that's just fun...
You see,
There's no point refuting me,
The way you are, you'll always be,
No improvent, no serenity...
Blank and negative sagacity...
So I'm off now,
Dead tired; need rest...
On monday, I've got a chemisrty test
(yes... For real)
so wish me luck...
In my absence, kids please don't f***
#Diaclaimer - hehe... Just having fun... Nothing personal \m/,
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Ow! Looks like the kids are playn this case,
Some fame, some shit they're tryin to chase!
Back up! Back up!
Now, clear the floor!
Can't you see, the king's here
To give you a sore
Throat...
Cmon! Get it straight...
You all'll be apologetic
But that's ok...
It ain't my first time, I should let you know...
I may be new to the hood, but yea, so?
Ima wipe out you trash,
Make you look like fools;
Buy you all tickets,
For a stay at the zoo...
It ain't cool using slang,
Can't you see I've used none?
Keep it clean, keep it real,
Well, that's just fun...
You see,
There's no point refuting me,
The way you are, you'll always be,
No improvent, no serenity...
Blank and negative sagacity...
So I'm off now,
Dead tired; need rest...
On monday, I've got a chemisrty test
(yes... For real)
so wish me luck...
In my absence, kids please don't f***
#Diaclaimer - hehe... Just having fun... Nothing personal \m/,
Damn, that wasn't bad at all. Do you sing too?
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Haha! Thankyou! Thankyou! :D
Well, I don't have a typically good voice, but I can manage low notes... I write, compose, play... Been into composing for the past 3 yrs approx... So yea... :)
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Well then, ask around about chronic
They'll whisper his demonic
Now i'm in your head
Don't try to think, im 5 steps ahead
Fuck peace, im not intrested in breaking bread
My heart is like JFK, dead
I dont want or need it
But this hunger to kill and destroy, i feed it
Im maturing but still trying to live free
Calm and cool like ice tea
ready to attack like a african bee
no real target or reason
but for me every minute is open season
to be what i want to be
I'm the opposite of heaven
My address is 187.
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Ha ha ha!
Who? Me you tryin' to deceive?
Looks like you need a kick,
So that you can freeze!
Look here man,
You've used 'a' before a place where you need 'an',
So you still think you can,
Do this shit?
Well, I do understand,
You need to be taught the grip!
Ima free saturday evening, kid
Call me anytime.
Coz I'll need to teach you,
The rules of rhyme!
But next time,
Make sure you don't screw up this bad!
Else, Ima make you fag,
Ima make you sad!
For now just go home,
And watch me on the TV.
Coz I'm starrin' tonight,
So you'll get to see me.
Keep calm kid,
This stuff takes time.
Keep your pace steady, then
Someday you'll learn to rhyme!
(gosh! I've logged on after a month or so... So busy with my studies, you know! ~ another rhyme :P )
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Come on... Someone reply... :-\
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Ha ha ha!
Who? Me you tryin' to deceive?
Looks like you need a kick,
So that you can freeze!
Look here man,
You've used 'a' before a place where you need 'an',
So you still think you can,
Do this shit?
Well, I do understand,
You need to be taught the grip!
Ima free saturday evening, kid
Call me anytime.
Coz I'll need to teach you,
The rules of rhyme!
But next time,
Make sure you don't screw up this bad!
Else, Ima make you fag,
Ima make you sad!
For now just go home,
And watch me on the TV.
Coz I'm starrin' tonight,
So you'll get to see me.
Keep calm kid,
This stuff takes time.
Keep your pace steady, then
Someday you'll learn to rhyme!
(gosh! I've logged on after a month or so... So busy with my studies, you know! ~ another rhyme :P )
God, It's been a while
But my skill hasen't faded, Just ecscalated
Stop feeding the fire
I'm the king, your the squire
I drop beats and eat rap
If I was as lame as you id say your stuffs crap
But I learn to respect other peoples effort
At the end of the day you cant touch this
spits and hits like mc hammer
you cant understand the fame and glamour
Space your rap out in verses
Tryin to hard, call the nurses
You need to get treated
Now your gettin' schooled, feel cheated?
You did it to yourself, got me fuckin' heated
Your nothing to me, Don't try to compare
I almost feel bad, it just isn't fair
You had good intentions, but your done
Tell your girl I said thanks for last night hun
Ill merk you, ill eat her
ill fuck your life up in a blur
Come into your house show you what this gangsta shit about
hear your mama's painful shout cause' you showed chronic doubt
now im ready to bang out, call out and go all out
You got in to deep, you wont catch me slippin'
don't try to creep
right hook, go to sleep
So don't waste time to hit me back
This was just a snack don't make me fully attack
Skill and flow you lack, feeble and sad like an addict, no crack
keep an eye out for that suv, all black fully strapped
Back alley, your trapped
Find yourself capped
my crew shows no mercy
Get killed standin' to close to me
While you got the chance, flee
or ill have you weepin' on one knee
Gun to the dome
See ya at tha funeral home.
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Very nice chronic. if i get some time this weekend i might type a few lines
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OMG ITS CHRONIC :O
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Thank you, good to see you still around hanorotu I've been making a few beats and freestyles well have to chat and get a little project together this is just a taste of on the spot thinking and non stop typing as if we were face to face hahaha,
And yes ifailstuff it's the one and
Only ;)
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***old version. a better rap has been added below****
Oh ho its the Chronic man
Thinks he's legit just cause he's back again
Busting rhymes before he goes to bed
But truth is he's just a littke dick head
Missed your rhymes for all this time
Bit he's back and he's trying to rap
On the real I missed you dude
Almost as much as I missed you being rude
I'm back to spit rhymes all day
I'm usually quiet but I got a lot to say
This fuckjng world with its fuxking rhymes
This fucking world and its fucking crimes
I work all day but have no pay
But I'm a part of a working societ-ay
Oh I'm sorry, does that not rhyme?
Well go fuck yourself your a fucking crime
But I've gone off on a tangent
And its time I just end it
Welcome back to the Evilzone
We've missed our Chronic one
I attribute thia one to alcohol. Been wanting to reply for days but haven't found the words till now. Shitty ad they may be. Cheers Chronic, glad to see you throwing lines again ^_^
Finally took the time to write something better:
God, It's been a while
But my skill hasen't faded, Just ecscalated
Stop feeding the fire
I'm the king, your the squire
I drop beats and eat rap
If I was as lame as you id say your stuffs crap
But I learn to respect other peoples effort
At the end of the day you cant touch this
spits and hits like mc hammer
you cant understand the fame and glamour
Space your rap out in verses
Tryin to hard, call the nurses
You need to get treated
Now your gettin' schooled, feel cheated?
You did it to yourself, got me fuckin' heated
Your nothing to me, Don't try to compare
I almost feel bad, it just isn't fair
You had good intentions, but your done
Tell your girl I said thanks for last night hun
Ill merk you, ill eat her
ill fuck your life up in a blur
Come into your house show you what this gangsta shit about
hear your mama's painful shout cause' you showed chronic doubt
now im ready to bang out, call out and go all out
You got in to deep, you wont catch me slippin'
don't try to creep
right hook, go to sleep
So don't waste time to hit me back
This was just a snack don't make me fully attack
Skill and flow you lack, feeble and sad like an addict, no crack
keep an eye out for that suv, all black fully strapped
Back alley, your trapped
Find yourself capped
my crew shows no mercy
Get killed standin' to close to me
While you got the chance, flee
or ill have you weepin' on one knee
Gun to the dome
See ya at tha funeral home.