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ILX. It's for the undersexed.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:12 (twenty-one years ago)

Next!

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:12 (twenty-one years ago)

Yo, I'm perplexed by the specs you rubbernecks do flex! Upon you I put a hex!

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:13 (twenty-one years ago)

Check the complex subjects that intersect: Bela Flek, The Ex, T. Rex, Tex-mex.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:17 (twenty-one years ago)

Bela Fleck, I correct.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:17 (twenty-one years ago)

so i thought what the heck

― the surface noise (electricsound), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:18 (twenty-one years ago)

This thread is dreck, yes?

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:18 (twenty-one years ago)

Jesus, Trife will cramp when he reads this.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:19 (twenty-one years ago)

i wouldn't be that reckless

― the surface noise (electricsound), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:19 (twenty-one years ago)

Correct, Ned Raggett.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:20 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm sorry mama, I didn't mean to hurt you, I din't mean to make you cry

REMIX

WYCLEF

O-TOWN

ONE TIME

TWO TIME

UH UH

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:22 (twenty-one years ago)

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cvsnbjdvcbjdksbvkjsdbvjsbdbklC'MONghsjkagdfsghdfwheiofhiWHATweghjfgegfuiwegWHATsfgeuihgbfiuwsgfhuirgbiugC'MONgegfuiewgifgweiuWHAT

― DMX (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:23 (twenty-one years ago)

jesus wept

― strongo hulkington (dubplatestyle), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:23 (twenty-one years ago)

http://www.christcenteredmall.com/stores/art/hollander/jesus-wept-large.jpg

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:25 (twenty-one years ago)

I was actually desperately trying to find a pic of Jesus breakdancing, but that's the best I came up with.

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:26 (twenty-one years ago)

Strangely, that looks like a montage on a wall not far from here.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:26 (twenty-one years ago)

There's another of a naked baby with several nasty looking missiles aimed at it.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:27 (twenty-one years ago)

Berkeley is a subtle place.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:27 (twenty-one years ago)

http://users.erols.com/oddities-inc/jc4.jpg

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:29 (twenty-one years ago)

Hahahahahaha

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:30 (twenty-one years ago)

mufuckaz not taking up the challenge/not even trying/consequence is the thread dying/the same lame bleeding death post a funny picture game/it ain't that hard y'all/we ain't playin hardball/get outcher fuckin wifflebats/congrats/y'all officially suck ASS/

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:49 (twenty-one years ago)

Why will trife cramp, Ned?

― Markelby (Mark C), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:51 (twenty-one years ago)

shake down.

― mark grout (mark grout), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:51 (twenty-one years ago)

to the ballin ass niggaz with the candy hoes when you get on the floor eh....throw

― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:53 (twenty-one years ago)

give it to me now, GIVE IT to me NOW, GIVE IT TO ME NOW

― Redneck (Ronan), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:55 (twenty-one years ago)

Yo/I gotta flow/ Four to the floor/ Yo mama suxor/ like a whore/with a misplaced temper/ with more Killing Joke than an ILM member/ Remember to blow this/ don't forget Momus/ sitting on a bed with his hand in his erogenous.

― Johnney B (Johnney B), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:57 (twenty-one years ago)

cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. on the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

― ken c (ken c), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:58 (twenty-one years ago)

Peace OUT.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 15:51 (twenty-one years ago)

ILX we making that green/people always sayin' what the hell does it mean

― Sengai, Friday, 27 February 2004 16:25 (twenty-one years ago)

god damn this shit is weak/like that shit in the bible about the meek/that shit about turn the other cheek/your ad-hoc/take stock/concoct some fake ass logic on the spot/like the name was mr. spock/all your excuses are a crockah/doodoo humor like written on bathroom walls with magic markah/i bring fireworks y'all fizzle like a sparklah/takin over like a khan like my name was chaka/nickalicious in drinkin too much coffee and dropping lame-ass freestyles SHOCKAH

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:28 (twenty-one years ago)

LINK IT LINK IT LINK IT LIKE A COPYRIGHT PICTURE

― robster (robster), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:29 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm nearsighted like Mister Mah-GOO!/and I got short legs like my man Tah-TOO!/Magoo, Tattoo! Tattoo, Magoo! Tagoo, Mattoo!/I'm dropping science like I'm failing the class/But I'm-a gonna rock the mic so you can shake ya ass!/Mattoo! Tagoo!/Ham on Rye like my name was Bukowski/Stella, Stella, Stella like Stanley Kowalski/Bukowski, Kowalski, Magoo, Tattoo/Come up to my crip, and I'm a fuck you too!

― My Huckleberry Friend (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:34 (twenty-one years ago)

cooler than ice cold andre 3 k / that would be me or maybe louis c.k. / I called the police on my stalker lisa bonet / replay / every time I rock it on freeway / frogger or tempest / you bled so / I said so / I pulled keisha knight / on the celebrity bee show / free throw / cause I was fouled in the lane / like if diane had dysentery / transition rhyme here so I can say the word missionary without implying any kind of relationship to dysentery / that would be gross like a metric ton / i got 99 cosbys and erika alexander ain't one

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:35 (twenty-one years ago)

I got no flow like I'm wearing a pad/Y'know I just sad that to make ya mad/Ovulating women like to get it on/I read it in a book so it can't be wrong/

― My Huckleberry Friend (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:40 (twenty-one years ago)

nickalicious wins.

― Viva La Sam (thatgirl), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:51 (twenty-one years ago)

yeah he does, but he does this on a professional basis so he's kind of a ringer

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:00 (twenty-one years ago)

steady rockin' accusations of tokenism/leavin' them corny indie fuckers chokin' ji-(dragged off by authorities)

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:03 (twenty-one years ago)

ha ha "professional"/with my weak-ass style?/is there any wonder why I'm slingin insurance policies and not rockin 8 mile?/

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:10 (twenty-one years ago)

killin' company time writing rhyme in my cubicle/ ain't worried 'bout gettin fired, cuz I'm retardant like a crucible/ Droppin' backwoods science like a moonshine distiller/ it's the number one booty rhyme rap thread killer.

― BrianB (BrianB), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:33 (twenty-one years ago)

sell yaself short, shortie, that's all you'll be / i'm a grab the mic so the nick-ah can see / you'll take shots in parkin lots, knocked up in malls / but self-deprecation's some next shit wi' balls

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:35 (twenty-one years ago)

Nickalicious/Counting Fishes/dude got punked like he was Sic Vicious

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:36 (twenty-one years ago)

one-two one-two/see what I'm gonna do/i'm a step to the mic and y'all turns is thru/step back and observe/cuz I'm a microphone perv/I get the ladies wet/and make wack MCs sweat/wishin they could hide/from the knowledge I provide/the words that I speak/to show they shit is weak/so listen up and learn/I got mad skillz to burn.

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:39 (twenty-one years ago)

mad skillz to bum?

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:40 (twenty-one years ago)

burn

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:40 (twenty-one years ago)

post something lame and get flamed like your name was Grier Hongro/ I got this shit covered like a stadium poncho/ homeboy, you're starting to worry me, you just got busted by mall security.

― BrianB (BrianB), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:43 (twenty-one years ago)

huck you, man, HUCK YOU don't get it, son / nickalicious is like "defeat me and i've already won" / dude's on some obi-wan shit, so you gon' have to pawn shit / o. nate's got some cut-rate lyrics you can own, shit!!!@

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:57 (twenty-one years ago)

I live in New York dog/I don't shop at no mall/I don't live in the burbs/cuz the city's my ball/I buy my shit off the rack/at Gucci and Prada/the mall is a joke/like a Spanish pinata/that's got no candy inside/nothing but air/like the rhymes that you write/cuz the skillz they aint there.

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:02 (twenty-one years ago)

you a grunt with a blunt / on the hunt like a twunt / while I'm doin' stunts / like Bam Margera /y'all wrong like an error / afraid like terror / say my name three times and I'm there in ya mirror / skyin' like Ken Walker / it couldn't be clearer / I'm flyin' over you like my man Wally Schirra / I got the right stuff right here-a / in my too-tight khakis / have you moanin' like Ronan / DON'T TRY IT CHAKI

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:05 (twenty-one years ago)

I hear you callin', callin' but you can't come in/my style's got mad knowledge like original sin/little boy blue go blow ya horn/cuz I'm the shit and, son, you're the corn

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:07 (twenty-one years ago)

Snap!

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:09 (twenty-one years ago)

i'll take a dump on your mic/steal your bike/fuck your wife/i got so much dick/more than van dyke/

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:10 (twenty-one years ago)

I wrote this for a friend in college:

"my name's chris duffy / I'll steal your huffy / I'll beat you around till your face gets puffy"

ghost-writing other people's raps at harvard: definition of "wack"

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:12 (twenty-one years ago)

don't fuck with the boy from wista/cuz when im not bending over your wife/im on top of your sista

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:12 (twenty-one years ago)

HAHA

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:19 (twenty-one years ago)

the bitch be lovin it/little ho/i smack it up flip it rub it down like Bel Biv Devoe

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:20 (twenty-one years ago)

don't talk about my sister mister poops mcgee
she doesn't exist like your skillz DO YOU SEE
you're easily smoked like a Kool or a salmon
while I'm worshippin' Mammon in a ride that's slammin

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:23 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm smooth, I'm just like a smoothie/I eat popcorn when I go see a movie/

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:24 (twenty-one years ago)

I summon the Velvet Samoan to thread/grab beg 2 differ and squash his head/rip it off/eat it/put your rhymes to bed.

http://www.jonahmoananufansite.com/images/people/jonahm.jpg

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:27 (twenty-one years ago)

Horace, Mike D called, he wants his flow back.

― Viva La Sam (thatgirl), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:27 (twenty-one years ago)

yo, my sis wouldn't touch you
with a ten foot stick
cuz your rhymes they are wack
and you got a grape for a dick

your flow is so cheesy
that my stomach gets queasy
this shit aint a game
so go play Parcheesi

with your wack MC buddies
y'all go have a ball
go drink some wine coolers
and hang at the mall

thinkin you gangstas
but you aint, you just poseurs
and the jokes that you tell
are older than Moses

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:28 (twenty-one years ago)

Ouch, grape dick.

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:29 (twenty-one years ago)

nick - a pro?/his flow should have him washin' dishes/droppin' beef at burger king/they told him not to smoke the pickles/sick like a playa with throw-back jerseys?/no, jus' a baby daddy bumpin' deltron 3030/so whatever you do - don't believe the hype/he can be mad deprecatin' like steven wright/but next time you peep the 'licious with his hands on the mic/if it aint 'make a wish' it's open night/ and if you a rap fan that demands realness/nicka's rhymes fake like a jamie hewlett picture

― m., Friday, 27 February 2004 18:31 (twenty-one years ago)

grape dick grape nuts/my fruit of the looms bouncin against yr ladies butts/

xpost ha ha

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:32 (twenty-one years ago)

wow.

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:33 (twenty-one years ago)

bouncin up and down on your cheeks/i got balls for weeks/elephantitis?/naw they slender/your like the nerd and im Jon Bender

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:34 (twenty-one years ago)

Huck rhymes with suck / with bad luck / eat my fuc / betta duck / when I'm pickin' fights like you pick your nose / wearin' that hose / makes you look like Tami Stose* / you're in a province / you're so provincial / I'm fuckin' your career / like my name was Walter Winchell

*this hot girl in my jr. high

chris I got some time for your funky x-post / yr a ghost like c.w. post / while you're eating / moananu on toast / and that's a nice photo / of yr new boyfriend / I slapped him on the ass / and the ripples don't end / yr my friend / but I gotta claim victory / you know how that's spelled chris? / it starts with a v

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:35 (twenty-one years ago)

(sorry for the random gay inferences, I got caught up in the game)

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:38 (twenty-one years ago)

I eat chumps like you for breakfast like you was Lucky Charms/And I squeeze more tits than dairy farms

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:38 (twenty-one years ago)

haha. this is fun. although i wish i was drunk because i'd let the smut all out.

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:39 (twenty-one years ago)

they told him not to smoke the pickles

oh shit that's rich

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:39 (twenty-one years ago)

thats one great line..

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:45 (twenty-one years ago)

the rhymes that I write/are filled with delight/cuz I'm-a get me some that ass tonight!

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:46 (twenty-one years ago)

(actually when I washed dishes they scolded me for making bowls out of carrots and apples!)

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:48 (twenty-one years ago)

with your mother goose rhymes / mary mary quite contrary / you got a face like John Kerry / and I'm legendary / I'm lots of different gods / like I'm all mythology / now I'm-a dissect you / like jr. high biology / your skillz are apocryphal / like Mel Gibson's theology / just remember that your ontology / recapitulates my cosmogeny

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:52 (twenty-one years ago)

listen to what i'm gonna bring to the table/nah i ain't your aunt mable/i'm the king/i can't sing like Bing/or pull a string like BB King/ but i'm still able to grab this mic cable/and tell y'alls to chill/ya trying to get ill but insults is all you can spill/so i'm about to fill/ya head/not with lead but with gold and jewels/cuz i don't gotta say y'all are old or fools/in order to shine/don't gotta tote a metaphoric nine/in order to bend your mind/i'm about to hit this bong/listen to a reggae song/hit this girl who be kock-kneed/and ask, in the words of Rodney/can't we all just get along?

― oops (Oops), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:54 (twenty-one years ago)

oops = "conscious ILE rapper"

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:55 (twenty-one years ago)

Begs2differ on the smartypants hook/using big words like he's a short order cook/taking orders from Flo who works a Mel's Diner/just like your gal when I got behind her

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:56 (twenty-one years ago)

take that shit down south/i got a secret/your mom let me cum in her mouth/drank it down like soda/when we was done she called me Yoda/she was like faster faster/called me the fuckin Jedi Masta

― Chris V (Chris V), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:57 (twenty-one years ago)

yo yo huck huck at least my girl got tits
yours looks like vic tayback so kiss my grits

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:00 (twenty-one years ago)

I ain't real/I'm a work of fiction/I'm a walking contradiction/I could give two flying fucks/if anonymous shmucks/ain't down with the way I sling my diction/mmhmm/my favorite crash test dummies song/gotta stand on a ladder to lick my shlong/your shit leaves a worse taste in my mouth than the black shit at the bottom of my bong/

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:00 (twenty-one years ago)

velvet samoan blowin his shot got to go back to hawaii poor mufucka i foresee some ben & jerry's bein bought

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:05 (twenty-one years ago)

now i dont fit the description of most these lyricists spittin/
but when im finished you gon' understand why i was brought 2 existence / dont let this journal concern u kernal my internal discerns u / keep thinkin we cool...fool, till i run up and burn u /
u need 2 learn to read the book that u judge by the cover/
then realize im the realest brother EVER to be published/
feel joy from the real mccoy, do i gotta scrape blades across my face so u cant say im a pretty boy? / cause i will, and be lookin like that dude named seal /who sung that "kiss from a rose" / a better friend then a foe / dont believe me decive me dont know how many people i know / and i aint makin no threats im out 2 BLESS some folks / checkin my flows like a STETHascope/
lettin u hear every beat of my heart when i speak thru these bars / see me on streets and probably think im freakn chico debarge / but hear me on songs and think im big and pac in one/shoot..and big pun /and anyone who died in this game / and somehow they reincarnated just to die for this thang / like christ in this age/enlighten minds thru the rhymes that i say / shoot..im the reason why cavemen ever did write in caves / for god knew the exact divine time of day/
it would take to evolve ya minds for the lines i display/prophesied and i came/but a prophet doesnt have honor in his own/so i came like a theif/im a sheep in wolves clothes.

― rom, Friday, 27 February 2004 19:14 (twenty-one years ago)

i can't do it anymore/my brain's too sore/

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:16 (twenty-one years ago)

That was my bro up there, yo.

― Viva La Sam (thatgirl), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:17 (twenty-one years ago)

Neat!

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:18 (twenty-one years ago)

let me bust it from straight out the prarie/im another chris so you can call me larry, legendary/hair on my back like devolution/none of this is novel/dont got my own locution/in fact, i plagerize short stories/had these worries before kanye dropped/no more stash, might be time to cop/call me a hippie/ill shake it off my collar/make me some dollas/move to canada/on some next shit - I use mathematica/and you got calculators/ammunitions for the haters/fines for all the whack ones/probly make me ralph if I had ate some/yall are gonna hate tons/so ill beat you to it/my wit is dull and I'm not fit/shit, count yourself lucky you cant smell my feet/fuck me? naw i be turning myself on/ bust a nut off in tweet/she call me king kong/screams to the grand tetons/rhymes sting like pythons/I could go on and on/gave sting some lessons/now some one else give the metaphorical mike some blessings

― christhamrin (christhamrin), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:20 (twenty-one years ago)

ah sorry, that was long/like my schlong

― christhamrin (christhamrin), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:22 (twenty-one years ago)

y'all got recycled shit, stick it next to the curb
I won prizes at Burger King for spotting you, Herb
nickalistless, on my shit list, don't forget this
Sounds like you got Zingalamaduni for Christmas
Chris V, you're sloppy, a photocopy of Chachi
your knockneed mami wants me but she smells too crotchy
oops you did it again, you played with the wack
with your My Little Pony Trapper Keeper in your backpack
and the rest of y'all seem to fuck better than you rhyme, fact
ain't sayin' much, since you can't make your girl climax

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:23 (twenty-one years ago)

aw naw! ha ha

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:25 (twenty-one years ago)

damn, y'all got patrinized

not sure whether to gloat that he couldn't step to mines, or to cry cause I got ignored /
either way Nate Dawg I remember when you were the corny indie rap guy on this board

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:29 (twenty-one years ago)

ha ha I had to google zigamalundawhatchamacallit OUCH NATE

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:31 (twenty-one years ago)

but you can't remember how to keep your lines concise, huh
you'd need a 3-minute break to keep on flow with that schiesse

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:34 (twenty-one years ago)

you flippin that German like Otto von Bismarck
go wash yr draws or we'll keep callin you Skidmark
got car pictures on your blog but you drive a Buick Skylark
I'll push your ass down the stairs like my name was Richard Widmark

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:36 (twenty-one years ago)

the problem is this ain't no stage and its hard as fuck to convey what i'm trying to do onto the page

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:38 (twenty-one years ago)

I got no rhymes left in my tired head/so I'm about sign off this kick-ass thread/but one more thing, before I go/I had fun getting my ass beat down, yo

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:39 (twenty-one years ago)

brings this to order, ilx qorums?
yeah, people rips flows over internet forums
nate in st paul writes I heart rhymesayers in his notebooks
i serve up mediocre rhymes like a short order cook
self flaggelation, masturbation one of my vices
i live unhealthily unlike read beans and rices
some sort of indie sterotype casualty
going to us maple tonight, want enough noise to see

― christhamrin (christhamrin), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:40 (twenty-one years ago)

(for huck)

for a standup comic yr flows is a'ight/for a Canuck yr shit's tight/like the pussy on Rainbow Brite/

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:41 (twenty-one years ago)

know your whips son, the six-nine Skylark's pimp-ass rollin'
and the torque's got mad foot-pounds just like my Converse in your colon
I heard you had a Gremlin, too bad that car got stolen
Now you drive a Mini Cooper, get wrecked like Marc Bolan

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:43 (twenty-one years ago)

I know y'all missed me
while I was out eatin lunch
but I'm back at the mic
ready to throw a punch

at y'all that been dissin me
while I was eatin a burrito
but your jabs they didn't hurt
no more than a mosquito

that's right all you phoneys
the king has returned
so step to the mic
it's your turn to get burned.

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:48 (twenty-one years ago)

your simplistic rhyme schemes are amusing at best
tired like a reference elliot ness
you could ghostwrite for p diddy
aka you rhyme shitty

― christhamrin (christhamrin), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:51 (twenty-one years ago)

step off kid, this doesn't concern you/keep talking and I'll burn you/
nate, so full of hate/i'll turn you as black as Lorenzo Tate/upset cause your girl won't give it up/instead hands you a cup/and tells you 'chief you just gonna have to masturbate'

― oops (Oops), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:53 (twenty-one years ago)

it's a good thing no one else is in the office, I'm laughing my ass off.

Nate you wanna talk Mini, yeah I bet you do
you got a gremlin in the shower starin' up at you
my own t.rex is one I can barely contain
tell ya girl to be careful when she's givin me brain
she's a real fine thing dude, a damn fine looka
if you get turned on by Superfly Jimmy Snuka
and the six-nine is something I know real well
but I was talking '83 with a bicycle bell

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:53 (twenty-one years ago)

i maybe a midget in stature on ilx,
but mentally I get As on the genius tests
so if the kid is me oops, I'd suggest that we battle
ps your shit is corny like fiddle faddle

― christhamrin (christhamrin), Friday, 27 February 2004 19:59 (twenty-one years ago)

Best thread ever, huh guys?

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:04 (twenty-one years ago)

Sam's brother so owns us all though, it's pathetic.

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:05 (twenty-one years ago)

yeah, but we are all winners because if you had fun you won

― christhamrin (christhamrin), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:06 (twenty-one years ago)

I've got nothin'

― Barry Bruner (Barry Bruner), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:09 (twenty-one years ago)

you say my rhymes are simple
yo, I'll pop you like a pimple
like the pimple on ya nose
from all the pizza you been noshin
you think I'm just joshin
but son this ain't a pose

you think my flow is wack?
then you better pay attention
cuz if you sleep in my class, homes
I put you in detention

you be sittin in your chair
with your jaw hangin open
askin yourself how could I be so dope
hopin' you could stay in the ring
with the one and only microphone king.

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:12 (twenty-one years ago)

Some bitty gave you a brain? About time you got one
Maybe someday you'll know what to do with her twat, son
Bang your own gong, your girl don't want no more o' ya
You've made her resort to a battery-powered Electric Warrior
That purple Barney in your draws is extinct, kid
And you're straight up sleepwalking just like the Kinks did
Only Superfly I jock has Curtis Mayfield on it
Beggie you should know better, stick to love sonnets

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:20 (twenty-one years ago)

aw naw he didn't
call out the old moniker
god damn it's on now!

― haikulicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:22 (twenty-one years ago)

oh wait...uh...D'OH!

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:23 (twenty-one years ago)

I'd have verses for the other Nate, but I need a good pretext
Would I piss LL off if I made fun of his rejects?

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:23 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm just kidding, America. You know I love you

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:25 (twenty-one years ago)

(I don't think we could get away with calling this "the dozens". More like the 3-for-a-dollars.)

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:26 (twenty-one years ago)

to be honest I couldn't sit though all yr swill
if I can't change yr mind, then no one will
your like sugar without the sweet bit
and I might have pimples but I heard you got tits
and I could win a battle with you with 1/10 of my wits to yr half
cause you've got worse style than that of a girraffe

thats for o nate, ive been busy loading up the century for transport

― christhamrin (christhamrin), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:27 (twenty-one years ago)

fart in your face and call it a party
stick my dick in your mouth and call it atari
shoot if off in your eye and call it bacardi
tappin that ass like tom candiotti

― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:30 (twenty-one years ago)

that sucked

― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:31 (twenty-one years ago)

don't bring up Curtis / you ain't made no Impressionality
you got less flow than Florence Henderson / cause she got Wessonality
and yeah I'm Kinky boy / like Ray and Dave let's fight
but you're a self destroyer / all day and all of the night
you're a Jeepster / a creepster / your girl's seein the stork
cause my dinosaur gave her / a Jurassic pork
you ain't gettin no love / like Vitas Gerulitis
man you ain't no hipster / you're just the detritus

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:31 (twenty-one years ago)

now nate's up in this bitch all auto-fellatin'/don't take a brake pad to stop your patter, patrin/you wanna talk shop, i got a glock sans registration/you'll be painted on your block wall without much waitin'/your late ass about to join paul in sainthood/and i'm'a make good on your german upthread/like cam - it's 'oh boy!' when i'm poppin the lead/i like schadenfreude like i like you dead

(xrap)

― m., Friday, 27 February 2004 20:33 (twenty-one years ago)

god, let's all gang up now why don't we, it's like Nate is Canibus

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:34 (twenty-one years ago)

OK, now I'm hurt. Too bad I'm too busy laughing at "I fart in your face and call it a party" to reply.

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:36 (twenty-one years ago)

i know, it's like Blount has no idea how fukkin' ill that is

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:39 (twenty-one years ago)

now y'alls on Blount's dick
cuz he dropped one good rhyme
but ya don't appreciate the master
who does it every time

so pull ya headz from out ya asses
and listen to me spittin
true words of knowledge
like the book says, "It is written"

you're turnin green like pistachios
you got Blount's sperm on ya moustache-ios
from suckin on his dick
like ya'lls a buncha trashy hos.

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:45 (twenty-one years ago)

I have to go but I also liked that bit about farting in yr face
thing is if this were a meritocracy you'd all be making minimum wage

― christhamrin (christhamrin), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:46 (twenty-one years ago)

O. Nate where art thou / my rear view mirror
shit's gettin clearer / you ain't gettin' nearer
you jumpin all around / like Hoppity, hey,
but if you are the master / this must be Opposite Day
you're jealous of my 'stache / I can understand
your lady's sittin' there / while you're forced to stand
so you and your quatrains / just chill in the corner
I'm stickin' in my thumb / like little Jack Horner

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:51 (twenty-one years ago)

"your all gay" / it's "you're" by the way / is the new ellen allien mix what they say?

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 27 February 2004 20:59 (twenty-one years ago)

her name is ellen allien and she's here to say/nothing.

― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 27 February 2004 21:03 (twenty-one years ago)

Sam's brother so owns us all though, it's pathetic.

Yeah but, Begs, he is a professional: Romio No E

― Viva La Sam (thatgirl), Friday, 27 February 2004 21:39 (twenty-one years ago)

Less chat. More rap.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 21:40 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm from ILM where regulars get made cards/ and posters sit around and argue all day about who's the racistest poster/ calum, geir or trife

― Sym (shmuel), Friday, 27 February 2004 22:26 (twenty-one years ago)

Tony's Theme 2004 feat. the Pixies
(A. Miccio/B. Francis) "Tony's Theme 2004" features an interpolation of "Tony's Theme" (B. Francis) as performed by the Pixies

(Kim Deal)
This is a song about a superhero named Tony
and it's called TONY'S THEME

(Anthony)
Seasshole Weaklies please release yo delf
as I pull the thread that pulls itself
A hot-shit rockist sent to kill you all
and I ain't mainstream cuz I dig the Fall

(Black Francis - hook)
Oh, Tony!
TO - NY! TO - NY! (x4)

(Anthony)
I typo cuz yo, I type faster
kick the quick wit shit like drunken master
make a Pitchfork bitchdork get all stressed
cuz I coherently explain when I ain't impressed
I can work it like missy when suckas get pissy
all up in a tizzy cuz I'm dissin' on Dizzee
ILX is the kitchen and I can take the heat
as suckas spit shit I'll serve the meat
poundin' Patrinizers who try to hard
those drama queens could shame Juliard
sulkington may spot the train
but wastes the brain with his cries of pain
cinnibitchin' cuz they think I'm getting mad paid
but if that was the case I'd get these fuckers LAID
a careerist kid would find ILX sick
and this is the thread where I say SUCK THE DICK

(repeat hook)

you know I try to reason when accused of treason
but there ain't no pleasin' those grimin' and geezin'
so I let it go cuz you never know
if you're gonna have to pitch to Michaelangelo
and he seems like the type to hold a grudge
so I'll let it slide but I'll never budge
cuz the truth is something that I won't recant
I'll speak my peace and I'm adamant
I've got mad love for ILX
especially those members of the opposite sex
who keep it check when the lads get crass
postin' non-work-safes of their favorite ass
I've seen what you look like and you be lookin'
and those about to rock well I salute
I think I'm getting cheesy in this final verse
but in the freestyle shit well you can't rehearse

(repeat hook)

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Friday, 27 February 2004 23:34 (twenty-one years ago)

(umm, that should be "I've seen what you look like and you be lookin' cute)

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Friday, 27 February 2004 23:36 (twenty-one years ago)

you say i'm corny cuz my shit be poppin'/i'll break your leg like it was an egg/only then will you be hip-hoppin'

― oops (Oops), Friday, 27 February 2004 23:38 (twenty-one years ago)

and the song credit should actually read (A. Miccio/B. Francis/Buzzcocks) because it also interpolates the beat to "Why Can't I Touch It?" over which the hook to "Tony's Theme" is sung off-key in a Puff Daddy stylee.

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Friday, 27 February 2004 23:39 (twenty-one years ago)

(x-post)

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Friday, 27 February 2004 23:39 (twenty-one years ago)

that is ten kinds of sad

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:23 (twenty-one years ago)

you don't win a freestyle that way, champ!

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:24 (twenty-one years ago)

believe me, nobody wins here

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:26 (twenty-one years ago)

this from the guy that rhymed "rejects" with "pretext"

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:27 (twenty-one years ago)

that from the guy that [insert everything Miccio has ever done on ILM ever]

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:28 (twenty-one years ago)

don't player hate, participate!
http://www.usatoday.com/life/gallery/rappers/vanilla.jpg

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:29 (twenty-one years ago)

miccio gitchy yaya sickos eatin blottah trippin their nutsacks in a frenzy of dikplay like beck screamin "odelay!" rockist rappist drunken trappist monks trying to pull me away with candy canes but i bring hurricanes...ha ha "freestyle"

― smoked out (nickalicious), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:29 (twenty-one years ago)

No. I'm'a watch teevee now; exult in your victory for you are truly our own Muhammad Ali on super charisma pills

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:30 (twenty-one years ago)

(xp, though on second thought...)

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:31 (twenty-one years ago)

retarded wasted tasted good too gumshoes follow a trail of evidence in between two rocks and hard places all words and no faces empty mace bottles down dark alleys full throttle sounds glottle coagulate in the throats of folks who wanna gloat end up lookin like dolts drip drop hip-hop hardening like blood clots fans watch as the referee blows the whistle as the tooth cuts through the grissle as the plop plop fizz sizzle psssssssssssh that spells relief

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:32 (twenty-one years ago)

d'oh fucked up the logout

― smoked out (nickalicious), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:32 (twenty-one years ago)

that's ok Nate, don't you worry
my name ain't trife and I don't post furry
http://www.southend.wayne.edu/days/2003/april/482003/ae/ice/vanillabeforeeps.jpg

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:33 (twenty-one years ago)

i done smoked all the pickles professor frinke'll ramble some shit and say "mhey glaven" and now we're all saved like a ctrl+s you sweat the stupid shit you shouldn't stress that's when i get messed up and confess of my heritage oh yay and verily one thing always there for me its right there to see DO YOU SEE?

― smoked the fuck out (nickalicious), Saturday, 28 February 2004 00:36 (twenty-one years ago)

kayane walked but jesus wept at inept indie fuckitude cornier than crits on ludes or lit lanky dudes pale as a moon or as in face like what y'all lose. not next as in level but next block while yo girl's on the corner of the last hollering "next cock!" not young as in 'hov or somethin to prove or hung as in horse but my little pony feckless and crude.

one fish two fish red fish blue fish, flows from nurserys is how ilx do this man it HURT to read through this, like watching a cardinal sin or dubya win. makes me wanna fuck shit up like a pro-test, loot an' get a new ro-lex, coz even rhymin by reflex i'm not needin a pretext to show you my style enough to put you on trial and send you to home-ec.

but if your flow when you're rappin' is like a mouse then your bakin' might just burn a house -- quick call the fire depart-ment! i think somebody's stealin moves from paul barman!

― smooth criminal, Saturday, 28 February 2004 04:05 (twenty-one years ago)

you poxy fule dam proxy burn out full force we turn out like high fidelity vinyl whores pimping melody like norway's off tha map and think we know the gat cos indieboy knows his outkast but he won't last past the pazz n jop where he listen to his indiepop reads the list prays for notwist

― Curt1s St3ph3ns, Saturday, 28 February 2004 04:55 (twenty-one years ago)

You all suck!

Quak like a duck

I run ya over with my truck

You all suck!

(You know I'm playing. I love you all!)

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:03 (twenty-one years ago)

oh my god, that's the greatest Lil' Jon chorus ever.

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:06 (twenty-one years ago)

AJA IS YOUR NEW CRUNK GODDESS

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:06 (twenty-one years ago)

hahahahahaha

― Curt1s St3ph3ns, Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:07 (twenty-one years ago)

AJA IS YOUR NEW CRUNK GODDESS

I'm sorry, but I will be out of the business shortly.

I just relized I hate rap.

Peace, to y'all!

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:09 (twenty-one years ago)

Aja is the new Jay-Z

― Curt1s St3ph3ns, Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:11 (twenty-one years ago)

I told y'alls, I hate rap.

You's set a trap.

I's 'bout to snap!

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:13 (twenty-one years ago)

I'll be listenin' to Rock
On the block

It'll be a shock
Y'all talk

All around the clock
Y'all hear me Rock!!

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:22 (twenty-one years ago)

Aja is the new Bill Haley!

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:31 (twenty-one years ago)

Now who's that?

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:32 (twenty-one years ago)

that would be the dude what sang "Rock Around the Clock"

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:33 (twenty-one years ago)

I'll pick up my guitar
I'll go far

All's I need to do is rock!

I'll knock
On your door
And you'll ask for more!!

I don't need no rap
It be crap!

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:36 (twenty-one years ago)

Aja's fell off.

― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:45 (twenty-one years ago)

I's been trying to tell ya.

I's want to rock!

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:49 (twenty-one years ago)

But if I want to rap, I've got to talk about ducks getting run over, don't I?

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:50 (twenty-one years ago)

Just your luck
You worthless duck
You getting run over by that truck

I guess it's all good
I'll be chillin' in da hood
And you'll be in da ground
Under that mound

WORTHLESS DUCK!!!

Holla!

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:53 (twenty-one years ago)

Aja, do you like rap music?

― Curt1s St3ph3ns, Saturday, 28 February 2004 17:59 (twenty-one years ago)

No.

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 18:00 (twenty-one years ago)

Jesus christ is Begs2Differ OTM.

― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Saturday, 28 February 2004 18:00 (twenty-one years ago)

Aja, do you like rap music?

I've already stated that.

I just relized I hate rap.

― Aja (aja), Saturday, 28 February 2004 18:01 (twenty-one years ago)

three months pass...

revive

― Chris 'The Velvet Bingo' V (Chris V), Friday, 28 May 2004 16:41 (twenty-one years ago)

Put down!

― David R. (popshots75`), Friday, 28 May 2004 16:43 (twenty-one years ago)

Who you tryin' to tell to do what, Chris?
Don't you realize you're chicken for just tryin' to revive this?
If you wanna start something you have to know how to join in
So step up to the mic and let the bitchin' begin

― Sarah McLusky (coco), Friday, 28 May 2004 16:46 (twenty-one years ago)

Well I'm glad you called,
but I'm not home.
But I'll be back
before too long.

You gotta
WAIT FOR THE BEEP!
You gotta leave y'name
You gotta leave y'number
WAIT FOR THE BEEP!

― Spencer Chow (spencermfi), Friday, 28 May 2004 16:47 (twenty-one years ago)

phil-two UNGH
in the oh-four UNGH
one-time UNGH
yeeeah UNGH
hos UNGH
bankrolls UNGH
BEEYAAATCH

― phil-two (phil-two), Friday, 28 May 2004 16:50 (twenty-one years ago)

Ring? Ring? Who's there? No one? Well, shut up then
I only shout out to people who're listenin'
Oh, and by the way, did I happen to mention?
It looks like so far I've got no competition

― Sarah McLusky (coco), Friday, 28 May 2004 16:50 (twenty-one years ago)

(YEAH! COME ON! COME ON! FEEL IT!)

― Sarah McLusky (coco), Friday, 28 May 2004 16:51 (twenty-one years ago)

sarah mclusky / get back on the bus, b / like berkeley / you're beserkely / like markelby / and marcello c / and while you're not a hoochie / you're poppin' trash / like a coochie

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 28 May 2004 17:18 (twenty-one years ago)

Fuck that, Begs, you don't know who you're talkin' to
I was out bustin' rhymes when you were still failin' grade school
So best check yourself before things start get shitty
Ain't nothin' gonna stop this damn fine kitty!

― Sarah McLusky (coco), Friday, 28 May 2004 18:00 (twenty-one years ago)

can I join?

Yo, I’m a put the “oh!” in “pohstin’”, , the “de” in “lurkin’”/ pickle yo rhymes like they was a gherkin/pick’em up, wrap’em up, soak’em in brine/I ain’t a regular yet just gimme some more time/but for now lemme look at y’all regular posters/warm yo’ hineys a bit like I had ya in my toaster/Mclusky who?/ Mclusky what? /Haha, you silly kitty/ I’m a giant on the mic, make yo’ rhymes look itty bitty/And beggin’ to differ, go back to Japanese verse/put yo’ makeup back on, honey don’t forget yo’ purse/you all ‘bout the haiku, I stay silent but I still know/ and damn I guarantee that yours is the weakest flow/and on a board this wack baby that's an accomplishment/you should get a plaque, man, take it as a compliment/Now I'm gonna step back, chill out, survey my surrounding/nobody step to me or you about to get a pounding.

god DAMN that sucked ass! but at least it was almost wholly improvised.

― hedgehogsofdeath, Friday, 28 May 2004 19:50 (twenty-one years ago)

i'm a vegan you hedgehog / i reject your beef
the only plaque around here / is the plaque on your teeth
underneath / your mild rhyming / are some deeper issues
so i hope you have some tissues / cause now i have to diss you
i won't miss you when you're gone / so i'ma dispose with the quickness
you lack tact and facts and so i smack with the sickness
you rhyme like a cop / stop, you rhyme like a porkchop
you got served in a battle with Snap Crackle and Pop
i'm a god like Deus / i'm hot like Rio
you're just the last in line / like Ronnie James Dio

mclusky DON'T TRY IT

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 28 May 2004 20:14 (twenty-one years ago)

this thread makes me want to gnaw my arms off

― strongo hulkington (dubplatestyle), Friday, 28 May 2004 20:15 (twenty-one years ago)

I think that's what we're going for, s.h.

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 28 May 2004 20:18 (twenty-one years ago)

...and grow them back out?

xpost

― Leee's a Simpson (Leee), Friday, 28 May 2004 20:18 (twenty-one years ago)

I know, strongo, I should've thrown some fuck yous in there. I apologize.

― Sarah McLusky (coco), Friday, 28 May 2004 21:02 (twenty-one years ago)

three years pass...

now i got carte
blanche postin' on the
heart-wrench snap-ranch
hoosteen ma homeboy ethan p
deej as well the homeboyz
three, bros in combat, oil
to burn, toil and trouble
all's i can see, well, shee-yit
i got trouble for i.l.x.
don't need no tv, this is
street knowledge, me to you
reportin' from da front-
line of i love mu-
sic, we're sick, our
beats are slick, with
some fairly well-elocuted
if sterile rapping in the verses

― Mr. Que, Friday, 17 August 2007 18:52 (eighteen years ago)

underneath / your mild rhyming / are some deeper issues

― dmr, Friday, 17 August 2007 19:07 (eighteen years ago)

Northeastern Maryland born and raised
Drivin on the 10 is how I spend my days
dodgin' accidents
like I was in gym class
keep an eye out for the red ball
headin' for my ass
get to the office right about seven thirty
I leave home early
I never ever hurry
I do drive fast, but only when I want to
Got a quick little ride with good mileage, dude
but as I hit my desk
the work it piles higher
from the 10 to the office
like the fridge to the fryer
Deadlines, filings, memos and briefs
interrogatories, sworn beliefs
clients thinking that they are attorneys
no law degrees
they ain't JDs
Just kick back and let us litigate
pay your bills straight
don't be late
or it'll create
a problem
for you and us
no money, mo problems
lots of fuss
liens on judgments and bad credit ratings
jerkin us around
like you was masturbating
Better I should get a job
doing dishes
instead of fillin up all these idiots wishes
But I got a lot of loans
that I have to pay
so I'll come back at least one more day
and try to do work, and paid on time
and try to get some clients who aren't just slime
YEAH!

― B.L.A.M., Friday, 17 August 2007 19:09 (eighteen years ago)

Totally improvised. WHAT?!?!

EAST COAST TRANSPLANT REPRESENT!

― B.L.A.M., Friday, 17 August 2007 19:10 (eighteen years ago)

five months pass...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=CLfuRcgHI2I

― and what, Tuesday, 22 January 2008 21:26 (eighteen years ago)

that's ok Nate, don't you worry
my name ain't trife and I don't post furry

-- Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Friday, February 27, 2004 7:33 PM (3 years ago) Bookmark Link

― and what, Tuesday, 22 January 2008 21:28 (eighteen years ago)

lmao

― and what, Tuesday, 22 January 2008 21:28 (eighteen years ago)

three weeks pass...

off top i'm the worst
keys boundthurth sound worse ground down tto unfoundd unturned tu

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 08:30 (eighteen years ago)

fiend 4 dym endz ground'd

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 08:31 (eighteen years ago)

bount t get huntid down lyke blynd wren

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 08:34 (eighteen years ago)

i just refine tenz

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 08:34 (eighteen years ago)

fujcmklds gb2 np_++ ttyl.

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 08:35 (eighteen years ago)

UZR 21 N 8

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 08:39 (eighteen years ago)

autechre's rapping now?

― latebloomer, Sunday, 17 February 2008 08:44 (eighteen years ago)

w th .32

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 09:09 (eighteen years ago)

mark undrexen henna ndyz

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:28 (eighteen years ago)

like obama wins in 20-15

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:28 (eighteen years ago)

like osamas wins the world a sign of a means

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:29 (eighteen years ago)

water world owned by the bpeast

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:29 (eighteen years ago)

gunzen the corner utha rule

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:32 (eighteen years ago)

semiautotragic pro control yr fool. wgeres tge dyst gtdubg

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:33 (eighteen years ago)

200 rounds ago i got a mark point not sunday cuz throats deep slip code creeps from sin past offends lasting whims cast grim

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:36 (eighteen years ago)

yonte c my asshole grin

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:37 (eighteen years ago)

yoked cheesed and hassled mim

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:37 (eighteen years ago)

silent lives spent tinted under shade you would die t'live

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:38 (eighteen years ago)

rut rote aids from a bitch eating your legs

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:38 (eighteen years ago)

No, jeffery.

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:39 (eighteen years ago)

Wrong.

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:39 (eighteen years ago)

carltin'

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:59 (eighteen years ago)

rip

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 13:00 (eighteen years ago)

http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x245/chromski/megadeth.gif

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 13:03 (eighteen years ago)

Y TRICK Y

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 13:06 (eighteen years ago)

ftll

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 13:07 (eighteen years ago)

tryng not t' get rockt,
treez chopt--
t'go 40 dayzen nytes.
hungry on three--
th' acid duznt burn
if my stumik divydz.
stilling time wayding
gainst deh seize th' shoctk
my life like lytning strykes.
no shows, no spots,
just talk 4given t' godt--
needz me living cuz they dig
my plot.
wife iz my tracks proved hot az ra
fishhooks math so foolz re-al-ize
cuz th' rath proteks from old fals
tha' rolla foolz jack-
move dysz
ain't my falt deh operation didn't
code their lies. loose lips o my
old bitch mighta vetted but that's small like friez
yet the lyenz no more sleep th' nyte.
shoulda kept her'n silent liez
but instead i'm waking dead here alive.
if it's my knees u want their grounded in god
and my thumbz on th' irun c me clear sight 4 both sidez
pray the unityuh 4 lyfe t' rize
just let me alone cuz my painterz solitudez ryght.
old times--
i knew not what i said
now old crow'ternalize
silent nights
let it be
in peace
salem burns wile this hell con-try'vz

― Arms, Monday, 18 February 2008 18:23 (eighteen years ago)

is that Welsh?

― Hurting 2, Monday, 18 February 2008 18:26 (eighteen years ago)

do you ever see a thread and then get a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach like maybe you posted something humiliating on it, but then you check and you didn't and yr all relieved? that just happened to me.

― M@tt He1ges0n, Monday, 18 February 2008 19:20 (eighteen years ago)

Ha, yes.

― jaymc, Monday, 18 February 2008 19:22 (eighteen years ago)

I'M LIKE A SENATOR WITH A GAT WHEN I FILL A BUSTER

― Hurting 2, Thursday, 21 February 2008 04:46 (eighteen years ago)

that's all I got

― Hurting 2, Thursday, 21 February 2008 04:46 (eighteen years ago)

two weeks pass...

u think i'm jus taking th piss
no i'm omega thricing yr ristk
world 4 thorld yknow i'm bracing your bitch
taking yor trip

acid this ace is which flip on folds
taken and racematixxed up crysstalist

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:05 (seventeen years ago)

tracing th twist
facing th grist

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:05 (seventeen years ago)

lacing th hits t th sith

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:05 (seventeen years ago)

blazing crisp

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:06 (seventeen years ago)

sand t crossis raging rift

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:06 (seventeen years ago)

btween th sage and th xist

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:06 (seventeen years ago)

ense lazy shift raging triss on a phases bliss

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:07 (seventeen years ago)

age desist timeless lift

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:07 (seventeen years ago)

rhymeless livz

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:08 (seventeen years ago)

crime twisted liv

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:08 (seventeen years ago)

limelighted shiv

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:08 (seventeen years ago)

grime rite these kjidsxz

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:08 (seventeen years ago)

timetrited rigged

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:09 (seventeen years ago)

blimeflighted timelifed shit flows in yr dutcch

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:09 (seventeen years ago)

timetightened wig calling trick

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:10 (seventeen years ago)

nine-frightenened fig ona twigg

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:10 (seventeen years ago)

mime-wrighted slip on a sivv

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:10 (seventeen years ago)

dime-trited drop on a sprint

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:10 (seventeen years ago)

a whole mworld drops on at and ateaze tip

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:11 (seventeen years ago)

yeah a whole worlds mold falls on a sift

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:11 (seventeen years ago)

for rights which r tyte like it givz

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:11 (seventeen years ago)

that madli mix asux

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:12 (seventeen years ago)

freestyle 4 real/????

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:12 (seventeen years ago)

http://www.zshare.net/audio/87167938ed00f1/

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:21 (seventeen years ago)

two years pass...

rut rote aids from a bitch eating your legs

― Arms, Sunday, February 17, 2008 7:38 AM (2 years ago) Bookmark Suggest Ban Permalink\

― dy (max) ia (crüt), Friday, 3 September 2010 23:55 (fifteen years ago)

two years pass...

*jumps out of the bushes*

MY NAME'S TRAYVON AND I'M HERE TO SAY
YOU GOT A PROBLEM HOMIE IN A MAJOR WAY
MY STYLE IS FRESH AND MY RHYMES ARE TIGHT
WATCH OUT HONKY YOU GONNA DIE TONIGHT

― i don't even have an internet (Hurting 2), Tuesday, 2 July 2013 14:11 (twelve years ago)

three years pass...

― Neanderthal, Sunday, 18 December 2016 00:35 (nine years ago)

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