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Hall of Fame nominations
M Dogg™:
I went rhyme hunting, and damn it's a long job. And college starts tomorrow, so I don't think I can do this for everyone. But I notice almost all nominees still post. So would all those that still do pick out you 5 best rhymes in your opinion, and post them on this thread. I'll start with I Drop Rhymes, since he hasn't post since June, and then go from there.
And to remind people of the nominees, here they are. I'll post my rhymes later.
Now_I_Know
So Much Style
Sikotic
I Drop Rhymes
M Dogg
Maxi Padz
HatesRats
Spawn
SkiLLaZTiK
I-Bo
Tha7th
Primo
bez
M Dogg™:
I Drop Rhymes
everyone postin rhymes
needs to stop with this shit bout cheese an wine
yall like a bunch of singn mimes
u dont even exist on my level
an its me that pissed on the devil
its like im in a whole other demention
im number one in overpopulation prevention
yall should go to a frestlyn convention
an better learn that my name u dont fuckn mention
watch me win every an all competitions
i make all yall rhymes look like shit outa mother goose
an some will even step up to dr. suess
when im done spittn yall beggn for a truce
call me mr. Lee cuz i bust ass like bruce
ur house an ur car imma boost
cant defeat me, even if yall in cahoots
im a kick ur ass wit my timerland boots
yall think u gangsta dressn up in wal mart suits
yall aint nothin but a bunch of fuckn fruits
what do i gotta do to see
what yall think of me
right...like i fuckn care
wouldnt fuck yo girls id it was a dare
when im in the mic all u do is sit an stare
your bankroll? i make look like cab fare
so pull up a chair
an let me schoo u on how to rhyme tight
dont give a shit if u black or white
color dont mean shit if u outa sight
when im through yall gonna see the light
right before u die
fuckn wit me? told u not to try
an i smoke so much a got a sty
dont know how to spell some words
whatever.. on yo face im droppn terds
yall shit dont taste right like bean curds
when i get on the mic you say its upserd
that anyone could rhyme as thight as this
an u get all jealous when u see me bight the crys
yall faggots dont wanna fight wit this
an most aint seen a rapper white like this
but get used to it cuz i aint goin away
imma stay
an in hiphop imma erase all the gay
stack em all up on one tray
an sell that shit on ebay
hahahahahahaha
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i rhyme phenominally
an stay bombn thee
i rap u stay timn me
eyen me
cuz u wanna be
buyin me
pussys never tryin me
less they wanna be
f*ckn dyin g
cuz imma end you
straight out offend you
i dont give a sh*t if u hispanic or hindu
my crews gonna send you
home in a box
after i bust ya ass like i was bryan cox
you know im realer then the lox
an the highest price u ever seen gonna be my stocks
cuz my flow is ridiculous
ladies neva gettn sick a this
picture this
my cock ur girl wrapped her lips on this
her coockie i tickled this
im stayin clean neva gettn cyphillis
give me the mic so i can rip this shit
cuz im rhymin smooth like butta
got motha f*cka calln me the number 1 stunna
i aint dumb an dumba
im intelligent
what u packn aint relevant
yo its hard to be selebet
when i got all these girl standn in line
lookn so fine
all wannna be wined an dined
but i gotta like all kinds
an i like to tell em whats on my mind in my rhymes
the same rhymes that got cats standn speechless like mimes
cuz sometimes
i blow minds
right out the head an leave them dead like i was judge dread
not like stallone
more like a stoned
version of al capone
an im so raw ill kill u over the phone
when i rap listen to my tone
i aint no drone
im a real kid rappn bout real sh*t
chilln wit my boys that neva squeal quick
my boys that i steal wit
give me the mic one more time to i can rap real sick
imma kick this flow
for those that dont know
when i leave the crowd they lookn stoned
and always beggn for mo
got cats sayin ''oh no, not this wigga again''
same kid that beat our asses wit no friends
rippn sh*t on the mioc just cuz he can
so good brothaz sayin he aint white.. just light skinned
f*ck that imma young white kid comn out the burbs
keeps in check all the motha f*ckn herbs
layin cats down on curbs
packn more bombs than surbs
can fight with my hands, but rather use my words
im bout to take this higher than any birds
so anyone want to step to this show em the door
before i break his jaw
an lay em on the floor
so anyone who smart eyes me
imma leave like nancy kerrigan ''why me?''
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yo check out my ill freestlye
on this west coast key style
faggot rappers leave the popo on speed dial
an my lyrics'll make ya go senile
when i bust in the room
got the heads bouncin in tune
then u come in an they start booin
shit.. u look like a motha fuckn bafoon
get off the stage u wack mc
u dont got the ligitimacy
to step to a tight mc like me
u like a diaper dandy fuckn wit an o.g.
when u spit all u get is fuckn pity
you aint even a pussy.. just a kitty
clamin that ur inner-city
tryn to pack heat like p-diddy
when i bust through all i hear is "oh no, not this wigga again"
same white boy that busted that ass wit no friends
rippn the shit on the mic just cuz i can
battlin me u just cant win
im like mahammed ali was in boxin
u better hold up ya wack as lyrics
cuz aint no mothafucka who wanna hear it
my shits so good ur eyes'll start tearn
an my name is what youll be chearn
an i know its my game that you fearn
so sit down u little ass nigga
you small time.. neva pulled a trigga
u think ur shits big.. mines bigga
u think u spit fast.. im quicka
u think ur shit ill.. mines sicka
imma change the game like jigga
an i aint black so call me a wigga
i dont give a fuck like shady
fuckn ur old lady
an gettn younger ass than warren beaty
imma be kickn flows till im like eighty
now that u got schooled by the tru keystule pimp
just lay down u fuckn gimp
while i nibble some lobster an shrimp
u got a brain like a chimp
yo girl big as a blimp
my shit dont stink
an you best not blink
cuz u might miss a gesture
so i suggest ya
tape yo eyes an ears wide open
an stop dopen
an start copn
with that stank shit u call a life
while im livn a balln life
cuz im the one whos calln yo wife
she aint good lookn just gives good head
she aint give u none... guess what she said
u like it up the ass? i should fill ya wit lead
leave you faggot ass dead
u probably wear spandex an kickn the keds
like little pretty men ... all up in dreads
u got pussy waitin.... but take the dick instead
take ur man on vacation.. all out like club med
hahahahahahahahahahaha peace
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thats right motha fucka best not respond
just keep collectn food stamps an clippn coupons
i dont play around wit faggot wannabee rhymers
motha fucka cant rhyme like them big tymers
shits lame wit no flow
about this game hambone just dont know
an to the hot clubs hambone just dont go
an when hambone asked me to.. his cock i wont blow
nothin worth while ever came from ya mouth
imma take you to the house like sns an the dirty south
do when i say my shits phenominal
u know im packin the heat wave like dominos
an the explosives i pack im gonna bomb on you
so stop frontn hardcore
u still a virgin probably never score
u was concieved from somethin that look like a boar
if u want a chance at me better buy somethin from my lyrics store
otherwise u aint gotta chance just layin on the floor
now when i say i got microphone stamina
i mean i rhyme for weeks neva posin for cameras
an the whole motha fuckn time imma damage ya
u, ur crew, motha fucka watcha gonna do
when im rhymin circles round ya whole squad
i got more money then u ever seen here look at my wad
its time for yo ass to get a job
u no talent pussy slob
imma bust ya ass an leave it covered in maggots
never fuck wit me u fuckn faggot
u shoulda been original
u still on tape u better get digital
u malnuroushed better eat them minerals
now imma have to get rid a u
imma leave your punk ass with that
u wanna try an step up imma slap ya back
with my ill lyrical tracks
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u wanna run with this.. you aint got the stamina
when u put up faggot ass rhymes i gotta damage ya
so dont step to a wigga when hes stackn crazy figgas
a smoke too much an got astigma
dont front wit my finga on the trigga
there aint none bigga
im like a smith n wesson
i know ur second guessn
fuckn wit me.. imma teach ya a lesson
on thi this we call rhymin
there aint no time for winin
an im am a bull like a fuckn tauras
not like the ford with the four dooras
when u rap.. my crew.. u fuckn bore us
with ya little one line on time rhymes
what u think is the rappn board for mimes
speak out when u rap
leave an impression for all to see
im guessn u dont wanna war wit me
cuz u need a blessn when u calln mebitch i spread wuick like cancerous tumors
an u kickn bullshit asterik pumas
got girls all flashy like uma
so listen wheni spit for all those listnin
an if u aint listnin u probably bitchn
bout how u cant handle my rhyme stichn
when i cook up this hot shit in my rappin kitchen
you your girl be ditchn
an with me she be flirtn
an imma take her behind close curtains for certain
liftn up her skirt an leave her back hurtin
fuck that shit right like if i was workin
out her mouth its my name shes blurtn
now im out pussy ass nigga
told u never to fuck wit a wigga
Maestro Minded:
CeeRide #3
"I-came-REALL-WEAK" in our 2 battlez, but now im "ENDING-YOUR-STREAK"
callin me biter? nah.. my "style is UNIQUE, metaphors, with a "punching-TECHNIQUE"
u deny "BEING-a-FAG", but requesting my rhyme bein placed in "your-ASSHOLE"
I-BO make sure you're "SEEING-my-TAG" when im hittin you like a cement-FOOTBALL
im "BRUTAL-when-i-CONQUERS", placin country areas "BEHIND-my-BACK"
life is "CRUSIAL,-your-heart-FLUTTERS", lemme REMIND, "you-cant-ATTACK"
"write-a-BOOK" about this battle, and i promise you, it will "be-a-bestSELLER"
"Illicit-misTOOK" when thinkin i waz an "eazy-HOOK", but became "cutted-by-PROPELLER"
a lyrical "RAPER", I-BO signin this "PAPER", so print it and "have-it-GUARDED"
"u're-RETARDED", you noticed 3 dayz "LATER" that you're house "been-BOM-BARDED"
you're "acting-like-FORREST-GUMP", whenever you spot me, "you-wanna-RUN"
you're "fighting-the-DOPEST-GRUMP", no doubt, your flow "will-be-OUTDONE"
Melanin aint got your back for the moment, so i guess, you'll never "fight-me-AGAIN"
dont "need-to-EXPLAIN" witch "MC-will-REMAIN", when I-BO "ru-nnin-INSAINE"
knoccin you with a "bot-tle-CHAMPAGNE", after u've been smoked "like-'MARY JANE'"
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Skillaztic:
CSN "nigga" dont wanna admit I-BO'z Skillz, insted im bein accuzed for GHOST-WRITING//
I understand, it aint EXITING loosing against I-BO without sum decent FIGHTING//
"CITING-Classius-Clay": "Im The Greatest", "like-2Real,-im-untouchable", even if CSN "plannin-DICK-RIDING"//*
crazy azz muthafuccer, im INVITING you to this DELIGHTING lyrical SLAUGHTER//
you're as JIGGA as Sean CARTER, your rhymez is as impossible as "Fat-Joe-walkin-on-WATER"//
clamin to me the man, but it wouldnt suprize I-BO if you were somebodyz DAUGHTER//
cuz you actz like a bitch, whatever I-BO releasez, "without-askin,-you-alwayz-SWALLOW"//
actin like u ignorin'mah iron-rhymez, but still, anyhow im actin, you wanna FOLLOW//
u wouldnt be able to beat me in "CAPOEIRA", even if you were born and raised in "Sao Paulo"//**
to have a prediction bout your lost, visit the "Oracle-In-Delphi" stated in "Temple-Of-APOLLO"//***
if murphy's "DELERIOUS" can be counted as knowledge, you cant possible be nigga, "u-proabbly-CHINEEZE"//
with a small dicksize like that, aint nuthin left "for-them-bitchez-to-SQUEEZE"//****
"ask-I-BO-the-EXPERTIZE" for help, fool, "elevate-5-DEGREEZ" b'fore im blastin my DISEAZE...//
after accepting my challenge, dont expect insurance-companiez to "offer-you-surviving-GUARANTEEZ"//
the only possible way you can have black-relativez is if "you're-born-ALBINO"//
but i assume the tru is that you're some "nigga-wannabee-FILILPINO"//
i UNDRESS your flow, scalpin your stomach, "leaving-you-with-ANOREXIA"//
keepin my vocabulary simple, cuz anyhow i still WREKK YA//
you couldnt outshine anybody, even if you had a rhyme-battle against fred DURST//
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Maxi #2
"writing-battle-rhymez" in EXPRESS but still "your-rhymez-gettin-COMPRESSED"//
"makin-u-DEPRESSED", when your 5-day rhyme "aint-making-I-BO-IMPRESSED"//
stealin' the power "you-POSESSED" and makin' sure "your-rhymez-bein-WINE-PRESSED"//
u sent me a battle-REQUEST, so i SUGGEST you CONFESS before "writing-down-your-Death-ATTEST"//
Maxi acts "like-a-WHORE", cuz when im whoopin' his ass, he still "askin-for-MORE"//
like a wrestler, "u-wear-fancy-tights-to-SCORE", belivin' "it's-makin-you-HARDCORE"//
rhymin like a scratched vinyl, i guess your brain aint bigger than Homer Simpsons // ***
nigga claimin my rhyme-throne, fool,u betta separate facts from Sience-Fictions//
reloading....... 50% ...... 100% ... 120%... done
my victory is written in stone, "Cum-Suckin-Nerds" cant "change-whats-predicted"//
like cigarets im actin slowly, but soon enough, "you'll-be-addicted"//
your KINGS-membership ran out, so u went back to "sick-niggaz-with-no-skillz"
like Ray-J, u actin ghetto, even though you "reppin-BERVILY-HILLZ"//
tryin to bring back the old era with Spawn, Hates and "Sir Plastic"//
lets cee how ENTHUSIASTIC yall bein' when your "SARCASTIC-rhymez" "is-blasted-DRASTIC"//
after every battle u LOSEZ, the only skill u improvin in is "bringin-good-EXUSEZ"/
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Maxi #1
you try to steal the flow of I-BO, but like with a broken VCR-tape, i eject//
disrespect me, like a student, you'll be teached to show respect//
i play your flow as simple as the eaziest level of computer-chess//
now way "not-to-get-impressed" by the lyrical power I-BO possess//
you couldnt tuch my flow, even with your "toys-r-us superman-dress"//
like Kobe im too dope, you never knows where you have me//
battlin Maxi aint much worser than facing "No-Limit-Master-P"//
run away if you want, but still you couldnt duck from my bullet-spree//
like with my battlez with Tone, you realize who's the better lyrical MC//
u got blasted Twice against the MC that's already been beaten by I-BO, Twice//
re-collect all your knowledge fool, and and follow my phyko-advice//
winning against me is as "eazy" as rolling "13" when playing dice//
even when u 5 miles away, i still cee you on my remote-device//
fuck this shit... ima beat maxi with his "own rhymes"
when Maxi Padz make audio-freestyle , he sound like RAPPIN-BACKSTREET-BOYS, spitten rhymes with COMPUTER-MODULATED-VOICE//
people would pay you to STOP-MAKING-NOISE, i can name 50 rhyme-reviewres that would make you rich enough to buy a new ROLLS-ROYCE//
when you perform, you aint gettin NO-APPLAUSE, kids been crying and askin moma why them gettin this punishment from SANTA-CLAUS//
when we battle, every 10 second YOU-TAKE-PAUSE, realising that even BY-BREAKING-LAWS, you couldnt stop I-BO from BREAKING-JAWS//
i cant undestand how mc's spittin longz bars like this, unless yall rappin much faster than the groupe BONE-THUGS//
but you dont, alteast not without alotta VOICE-SILMULATOR-PLUGS, so rhymes like this makes me wonder if yall TAKEN-TO-MUCH-DRUGS//
Like Titanic, you thaught you were flawless, but after this battle, you MET-YOUR-DESTINY//
like with Beyoncee, when im finished with you, i send you BACK-TO-TENESEEE/
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Tone1904
"Fake-Fool-Tone" increazes hiz level by imitating maxi-padz//
spitting long barz combined with punchez and "iron-stabz"//
but still u wack, no competition when i show my lyric-scadz//
like Machiavelli, im flawless, i blast every situation i grabz//
no need for right now....
you rhymes so wack: it's like "it's taken from some country-adz"//
or maby you ordered that foolish shit for 5 bucks on TV-SHOP//
i dont know what u throwing, but it aint "pure rhymes of hip-hop"//
like Doggys Angles, you have good beat, but still your rhymez flopz//
after round 1, people askin: [who dat nigga who deliverz "iron-bopz"]//
cuz "like Atlas", i crack your flow as eazy as a "book of mapz"//*
"spitten wordz like Kurupt", so fake mc'z like Tone collapz//
im rawer than Ebola when yall getten "trapped-on-my-trapz"//
darker than the night....
no disrespectin, but your white shit is being pulverized like antrax//
ive already blasted you once, but now you want a rematch//
your 2-time victory against maxi make you think "my-flow-you-can-catch"//
after your rhymez being detached, I-BO destroyz you to scratch//
the only diffrent thing from our first battle is that you wont "fall pladdash"//
cuz like Medusa, when you cee this flow, you'll be transformed to stone//**
after our battle, your rhymes stinks so much, you'll be forced to steal "guccy-cologne"//
beat who-ever you want, I-Bo will still own the rap-throne//
when im delivering antrax-letters, i do it like Karl Malone//
i give 10% but like "Jackson and Snoop" you say "Leave Me Alone"//
blasting your left eye and leaving you looking at me like a Cyclone//
the only way to tuch my level is to produce a "identical-clone"//
aint no way I-BO can be blasten by some fool named Tone//
Maestro Minded:
i think we should do like this .... we will rate the each rhymes from 1-5 .... atleast 4 of the 5 rhymes must have more than 4.2 points if the mc will be voted in
M Dogg™:
Yeah... that sounds cool, others are free to drop suggestions.
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