God Of War
01-27-2013, 01:06 PM
posted on 12/16/01
Confahdentz
i'll slice you....then make you feel the pain of my
rain when i take the lighten out the sky to STRIKE
YOU--//
i dice crews....i'm attackin Ricochet with liquid
blades....got fearless raps cus i spit with rage--//
breakin-arms-n-shit....when Facin-Confahdentz....ya
face i'm stompin in--//
spitten these bars til ya bones is breakin....even if
you the king....i'll dethrone ya....as ya throne gets
takin--//
opponents i'm breakin....i wreck kids wit text
scripts....when this vet spits....Ricochet is
helpless....son you chose the wrong person to
battle....i never give up wins....cus i'm selfish--//
Ricochet gettin melt quick....i'll approach you wit a
tek and put 9 in you dome--//
Rip ya brain outtah ya skull....place it in ya
hand....just to say you gottah mind of you own--//
i'm suprised this cowards-rappin....when i spit 1 line
will crumble Ricochets verse like towers-collapsin--//
Ricochet you think you can beat me?....i doubt it ya
wack kid--//
son thinkin his gay-stees-is-raw....fake
homothug....Ricochet said he was gonnah start clappin
at me....instead he gave me an applause--//
i'm bounded to slay kids....Son thinkin he
underground....only cus he got pounded thru the
pavement--//
Ricochet i hope you made ya funeral
arrangements....cus after this battle....you'll be
found in a grave bitch--//
i'm not sure he was my right opponent....they probaly
just picked this clown for the replacement--//
kid thinkin he's eatin me....not a chance....cus i
crush Hannibals....son ya scripts are more softer than
a stuff animal--//
just ask evidence....how i'll make you ducks panic
yo....when i dissmantle foes--//
when it comes to rappin....i
destroy-n-shatter-kids....this boy gets batterd
quick....like the Matchup between Ali and FLOYED
PATTERSON--//
Ricochet i'll demolish anything you bring to the
table....have you lynched by your limbs....and swinged
from a cable--//
This Emcee is Fatal....naw Fuck that This Emcee is
relentless....murdered opponents before they ever even
completed a sentence--//
the reason to End this....is cus from the begining i
murdered you....no need for the next chapter--//
i'll flex after i leave ya chest shattered....since
Khemist said he wanted to battle the winner....on my
victim list....i guess he'll be the
next-rapper!!!!!!!!!!!
Ricochet
I’m seeing VIZIONZ of me smashing ya self esteem,
leaving you no CONFAHDENTS, as I notice yer losses
outmatch ya wins\\
You got two VICTIMZ on ya DEPARTED LIST, and how many
times do you have to get killed to realize you suck at
this\\
I’ma eat you alive, digesting you easily, because my
syliva is sulfuric acid\\
I’m probably gonna get diarrhea from eating another
emcee raw who’s whackness is massively below average\\
When battling Ricochet, put the guns away, put ya
Reeboks on and be prepared to runaway\\
The words that you spray are nuttin but clichés, why
are you still buying ya rhymes off of E-bay\\
Khemist is gonna verse the winner, it’s ain’t you cuz
yer pieces of my left over dinner\\
Your spittin more liquid bars fruitier than Tropicana
Twister, bout to have ya whole hood poorin liquor\\
I switch flows to kill enemies, slam this faggot’s
body to the concrete, leave his body colder than a
dairy queen treat\\
From now on, yer rhymes are obsolete, I’m on top of
the food chain peak, why yer at the bottom still tryin
ta eat\\
I look at you and see nuttin EPIC, Ya VIZIONZ didn’t
point out that I would hit so unsympathetic\\
Ya askin me for repentance but got rejected, except
it, I get the win and you acquire another loss to your
record\\
Yer brain can’t take this kind of abuse, I’m triggered
like I was inspired by a wire fuse\\
Better relax and keep ya cool, cuz I’ll set fire to ya
entire attire, until you retire fool\\
Ya lyrics ain’t hot, the only thing that’s dazing me
is ya hot ass breath, like you ate pure shit wit
onions and hot sauce\\
I don’t know the meaning of loss, you probably keep
spit ya verse and keep ya fingers crossed, hoping that
ya lyrics don’t get tossed\\
Claim to be the best vet, to wreck text, but I see no
signs of intellect cuz you spittin like a homo, were
you constructed from 2 faggots and a chemistry set\\
You awfully sensitive, You probably smoke a blunt
think it’s a dick fully erect\\
You tried to post ya verse only to see the thread is
shutdown because I dropped the bomb\\
Instead I’ll redirect you here to this site:
www.Confahdentz-got-ripped-to-shreds.com\\
Confahdentz
i'll slice you....then make you feel the pain of my
rain when i take the lighten out the sky to STRIKE
YOU--//
i dice crews....i'm attackin Ricochet with liquid
blades....got fearless raps cus i spit with rage--//
breakin-arms-n-shit....when Facin-Confahdentz....ya
face i'm stompin in--//
spitten these bars til ya bones is breakin....even if
you the king....i'll dethrone ya....as ya throne gets
takin--//
opponents i'm breakin....i wreck kids wit text
scripts....when this vet spits....Ricochet is
helpless....son you chose the wrong person to
battle....i never give up wins....cus i'm selfish--//
Ricochet gettin melt quick....i'll approach you wit a
tek and put 9 in you dome--//
Rip ya brain outtah ya skull....place it in ya
hand....just to say you gottah mind of you own--//
i'm suprised this cowards-rappin....when i spit 1 line
will crumble Ricochets verse like towers-collapsin--//
Ricochet you think you can beat me?....i doubt it ya
wack kid--//
son thinkin his gay-stees-is-raw....fake
homothug....Ricochet said he was gonnah start clappin
at me....instead he gave me an applause--//
i'm bounded to slay kids....Son thinkin he
underground....only cus he got pounded thru the
pavement--//
Ricochet i hope you made ya funeral
arrangements....cus after this battle....you'll be
found in a grave bitch--//
i'm not sure he was my right opponent....they probaly
just picked this clown for the replacement--//
kid thinkin he's eatin me....not a chance....cus i
crush Hannibals....son ya scripts are more softer than
a stuff animal--//
just ask evidence....how i'll make you ducks panic
yo....when i dissmantle foes--//
when it comes to rappin....i
destroy-n-shatter-kids....this boy gets batterd
quick....like the Matchup between Ali and FLOYED
PATTERSON--//
Ricochet i'll demolish anything you bring to the
table....have you lynched by your limbs....and swinged
from a cable--//
This Emcee is Fatal....naw Fuck that This Emcee is
relentless....murdered opponents before they ever even
completed a sentence--//
the reason to End this....is cus from the begining i
murdered you....no need for the next chapter--//
i'll flex after i leave ya chest shattered....since
Khemist said he wanted to battle the winner....on my
victim list....i guess he'll be the
next-rapper!!!!!!!!!!!
Ricochet
I’m seeing VIZIONZ of me smashing ya self esteem,
leaving you no CONFAHDENTS, as I notice yer losses
outmatch ya wins\\
You got two VICTIMZ on ya DEPARTED LIST, and how many
times do you have to get killed to realize you suck at
this\\
I’ma eat you alive, digesting you easily, because my
syliva is sulfuric acid\\
I’m probably gonna get diarrhea from eating another
emcee raw who’s whackness is massively below average\\
When battling Ricochet, put the guns away, put ya
Reeboks on and be prepared to runaway\\
The words that you spray are nuttin but clichés, why
are you still buying ya rhymes off of E-bay\\
Khemist is gonna verse the winner, it’s ain’t you cuz
yer pieces of my left over dinner\\
Your spittin more liquid bars fruitier than Tropicana
Twister, bout to have ya whole hood poorin liquor\\
I switch flows to kill enemies, slam this faggot’s
body to the concrete, leave his body colder than a
dairy queen treat\\
From now on, yer rhymes are obsolete, I’m on top of
the food chain peak, why yer at the bottom still tryin
ta eat\\
I look at you and see nuttin EPIC, Ya VIZIONZ didn’t
point out that I would hit so unsympathetic\\
Ya askin me for repentance but got rejected, except
it, I get the win and you acquire another loss to your
record\\
Yer brain can’t take this kind of abuse, I’m triggered
like I was inspired by a wire fuse\\
Better relax and keep ya cool, cuz I’ll set fire to ya
entire attire, until you retire fool\\
Ya lyrics ain’t hot, the only thing that’s dazing me
is ya hot ass breath, like you ate pure shit wit
onions and hot sauce\\
I don’t know the meaning of loss, you probably keep
spit ya verse and keep ya fingers crossed, hoping that
ya lyrics don’t get tossed\\
Claim to be the best vet, to wreck text, but I see no
signs of intellect cuz you spittin like a homo, were
you constructed from 2 faggots and a chemistry set\\
You awfully sensitive, You probably smoke a blunt
think it’s a dick fully erect\\
You tried to post ya verse only to see the thread is
shutdown because I dropped the bomb\\
Instead I’ll redirect you here to this site:
www.Confahdentz-got-ripped-to-shreds.com\\