Author Topic: i am taken over (Read 182 times)

maxi-padz · « **on:** October 09, 2001, 11:45:34 PM »

nigga load yo gun n prepare fo war dun forget to puit yo helmut on/
mah fucken lyrical reighn has jsut begun nigga im already numba one/
nigga im like a oven when i raise da temp n poke a fork in u ur done/
get in da way of mah fucken assault ima leave ur ass unconscious son/
shyt im playen gamez witchu, u like osama bin laden n im on a bomben run/
shyt our lyrical stylez aint even on da same fucken page when im in a rage/
when i gain fucken momentum n scream FUCK THA HATAZ ina blind rampage/
niggaz run in all different directionz caus when i bring da warz nigga disengage/
u cant keep up wit a siccmade individual nigga deez rhymez make yo bitch drool/
im taken over thiz shyt im da fucken kind ima claim da crown n fucken rule/
dun take me fo a fucken fool, caus mah lyricz take u back to fucken pre-school/

.... just a lil freestyle i just did
holla
~1~

.:N-Imy:. · « **Reply #1 on:** October 10, 2001, 01:21:34 AM »

You claim to be sick but is the real meaning of sick
Well is it the momentum off this trick
When I was young I slit my throat with a razor
Although I did it people though my mum did and praised her
Everyday I wake up and I feel like a ghost
Cause my life died ages ago unlike most
How can evil meet evil....they did that a long time ago
I'm a rip your head from your shoulders and stick it up a chickens asshole
Ticking timebomb just waiting to explode
And when I do on every nemesis I'm gonna deplode
Rip your arm off and make you bitch slap yourselve
Slap your lyrical ability out into a jar and put it on the shelf
Your wasted, your nothing....why am I even writing this rhyme
Am I really writing this or is it just mime
How can I exist when I'm already fucking dead
I'm like a bad disease that just goes straight to your head
Eats away at your brain until you can't remember who you are
"Oh look lets play chicken...run out in front of that car"
*Smack*Did you hit the car or did the car hit you
Who cares I'm more interested in the way you flew
So high in the sky I don't think you need to die to go to heaven
Wots on my head...six-six-six....or seven-seven-seven
The new devil maybe I'm really hitler in disguise
Just awoke from the dead and ready to prise
All the freestyling ability from everyone
Now that I've got a sentence to finish on....I'm done

A little freestyle I did
Holla!

Big BpG · « **Reply #2 on:** October 10, 2001, 09:43:48 PM »

If anyone replies to this
It's a big gamble
Because you rap after this it will look like a bad game of scrabble
Battle like the USA in the Middle East
I'm the US, taking on you the least
After we get the suicide bombers
We well pop our corks and celebrate upon 'em
Shot em down with my airborn lyrics
Dropping like a bomb after you hear dis
Spit this shit to get rid of terroism
The afgahn faggots look like Lady Heroin
Spare the gin, we need to drink the wine
I just mudered your crew with my nine
It's about time, now stay away...
I got your bitches in my scope ready to spray...

-Big BpG

maxi-padz · « **Reply #3 on:** October 10, 2001, 10:23:50 PM »

niggaz im taken over wit pure heroism, ima expert in urban terrorism/
when i drop a fucken lyrical bomb i kill every fucken organism/
a lil verbal incisn, and i make ur fucken throat slit if u choose da wrong decision/
im on a fucken killing mission, to take ova n destroy yo brain tissue/
u hear u gotz a sick crew, nigga fuck u ima kill all da wanna_bez/
pissen pubonik plague in yo drinkz to spread mah siccness disease/
and to put ur mind state on ease, im taken over no questionz asked/
im like a fucken darolict bandit who killz at a cost n im fucken masked/
ur next task, to try n overcome mah lyrical assaultz weaponz/
im fucken up da world wit lyrical scripturez mo dangerous dan weoponz of mass destructionz....

just a lil freestyle
keep it goen
peace
~1~

.:N-Imy:. · « **Reply #4 on:** October 13, 2001, 10:36:07 AM »

Ok I never noticed that this shit had been replied to and I made a little battle rime in here so I'll finish of some unfinished business of mine (hell this away to be like my 5th rim in the space of an hour or summin inc. the 3 am I am awy to reply to and the 1 I have already replied to) so sorry if they sound a little weak....a guy can't have great lyrics all the time! Anyways here goes:

The take over has never begun until I say so
So I'm starting it now so let's go, go, go
You wanna brain damage my tissue but I've got none left
Cause I done it all myself and got arrested for petty theft
You ain't hard, motherfucker your a little bitch who try to act hard
But I can deal with you easier than a pack of cards
Look in the mirror my reflection has gone as I cease to exist
When you spit it goes through me cause I'm just a cloud of mist
Cut your head from your neck and use it to kick
Rip your damn tonsils out and use them as a tooth pick
Stick your head on my dick and let you blow me
I'm I gay, no I just do it cos I find this stuff funny
Call you up and ask you your favourite scary movie
"Eh...that would have to be Bambi....that was pretty groovy"
Your gay and you know it, you bend you ass over every chance you get
I'm a take my foot and give it one big hit
Fucked so many times that my foot gets stuck
WTF, did you get fucked by a motherfucking truck?
Like electricity I give you one big shock
So don't mock / And you wont have to deal with my flock
Army, crew whate4 they are to be called
But don't call us and we wont be called
This rime is playing out so I'm cutting it short so you don't go to sleep
But my last words are "Yo mamma" and "Please don't weep"

That was actually a shit and pretty weak rime I would say but hell it is summin to put out at the moment. I hate damn freestylin. I can do far better but my mind too tired 2nite.

Big BpG · « **Reply #5 on:** October 13, 2001, 08:56:47 PM »

This shit aint finished/
I'll diminish your mission to stop me from spitting/
It's just getting started and I'm driving behind the wheel/
Disconnecting the brakes so I'll hit you with no squeel/
Peel out of the scene and hit the interstate/
Doing 87(mph) about to hit double 8/
Late Night hunting, bitch azz running/
Watch out nigga, BPG be coming/
Lyrical vibrator, makes all the bitches scream/
I can do the A-B-C's with a bitch on her knees/
Then point my AK with a red laser beam/
She did a good job, but she deserves the IV/
I see you think you the Taliban connection/
Give me Bin Laden before I start your disection/
Reflected Reflection, why yourself in my section/
That's my turf punk, best hit the intersection/
Red is for Go, Green is for Stop
Everytime I Drop, The Hip Hop Pops/