God Of War
01-27-2013, 01:56 PM
posted on 4/2/01
TWrex
thumbsdown going to get clowned, dumbed down
drowned, found floating upside-down, hell-bound
trampled, stampeeded, black shell-toes to the grill
knocked toothless, ruthlessly, without a dental drill
grabbed, killed, stabbed, past seriously wounded
took your face, smashed it, crashed it, ruined it
body blows, blasts, no tickles, crushed spleen
i'm a fine-tuned, high-technology lyrical machine
obscene, like a drunk marine, dropping torpedoes
stingers out, i'm coming for blood like a mosquito
my rhymes, tight like speedos, outshine yours
lack-luster, dull, non-whimsical lyrically softcore
your salad gets tossed alot more than basketballs
rhyming like Mister Ed, get back in your shit stalls
your spit stalls, like a flooded chevrolet engine
and when i spit my hot shit, ya know it's singeing
i'll kick your chin in, looking like Harlin Williams
make you retire to broadcasting just like Phil Simms
with my ill whims, i spill gems, like the Mona Lisa
bitch, i'll pull your card, just like a declined Visa
dick-teasa is your nick-name from PyroBlownCox
because i just crushed you like styrofoam blocks
vs.
thumbsdown
here it is
I use the simplest E. Nygma's/
to make this cat wimper/
I'm colder than the Wendigo,
up north they call me Winter/
or Alpha Flight, I meant ta/
mentor you like Splinter/
my man you cant begin ta/
understand my mental/
I'm deeper than Xavier
peeped all your behavior/
you have no neck//
and I do bet//
your real name is Will Sayers/
or the Blob/
rob ya blind like Dare Devil or Stick/
Think your rhymes are thick? well it's all counterfit/
er~rrit (pause) Counter World where your a flop named Bizzarro
well I'm the Tomorrow/ Man so check me yesterday.
Your just a fat Cat Woman,
and I'm the Black Alf/
just eat ya leggs sothey call you Andre Crouch.
My words are symbiotic got a mind of there own/
create venom and carnage and stole the throne/
from Vonn Doom.
My rhymes swoon a buck from you like Purple Man/
only call you mud though you used to be the Sand Man/
I can melt the Ice Man/
and estinguish the Flame Lord/
So what got into your gourd/
think you can best me OH LAWD!!
I am freaking planet eater eat dinosaures for snacks/
Mind control like Sauron to see what *Savage ability you lack.
A Twrex wit flat teeth is not a sight to fear/
summon Mjolinr to my hand "Come hither/
Lest we smite down this heathenous leper/
with a mighty blow so yon fool can see no sun set
uhh . . . to be continued
TWrex
thumbsdown going to get clowned, dumbed down
drowned, found floating upside-down, hell-bound
trampled, stampeeded, black shell-toes to the grill
knocked toothless, ruthlessly, without a dental drill
grabbed, killed, stabbed, past seriously wounded
took your face, smashed it, crashed it, ruined it
body blows, blasts, no tickles, crushed spleen
i'm a fine-tuned, high-technology lyrical machine
obscene, like a drunk marine, dropping torpedoes
stingers out, i'm coming for blood like a mosquito
my rhymes, tight like speedos, outshine yours
lack-luster, dull, non-whimsical lyrically softcore
your salad gets tossed alot more than basketballs
rhyming like Mister Ed, get back in your shit stalls
your spit stalls, like a flooded chevrolet engine
and when i spit my hot shit, ya know it's singeing
i'll kick your chin in, looking like Harlin Williams
make you retire to broadcasting just like Phil Simms
with my ill whims, i spill gems, like the Mona Lisa
bitch, i'll pull your card, just like a declined Visa
dick-teasa is your nick-name from PyroBlownCox
because i just crushed you like styrofoam blocks
vs.
thumbsdown
here it is
I use the simplest E. Nygma's/
to make this cat wimper/
I'm colder than the Wendigo,
up north they call me Winter/
or Alpha Flight, I meant ta/
mentor you like Splinter/
my man you cant begin ta/
understand my mental/
I'm deeper than Xavier
peeped all your behavior/
you have no neck//
and I do bet//
your real name is Will Sayers/
or the Blob/
rob ya blind like Dare Devil or Stick/
Think your rhymes are thick? well it's all counterfit/
er~rrit (pause) Counter World where your a flop named Bizzarro
well I'm the Tomorrow/ Man so check me yesterday.
Your just a fat Cat Woman,
and I'm the Black Alf/
just eat ya leggs sothey call you Andre Crouch.
My words are symbiotic got a mind of there own/
create venom and carnage and stole the throne/
from Vonn Doom.
My rhymes swoon a buck from you like Purple Man/
only call you mud though you used to be the Sand Man/
I can melt the Ice Man/
and estinguish the Flame Lord/
So what got into your gourd/
think you can best me OH LAWD!!
I am freaking planet eater eat dinosaures for snacks/
Mind control like Sauron to see what *Savage ability you lack.
A Twrex wit flat teeth is not a sight to fear/
summon Mjolinr to my hand "Come hither/
Lest we smite down this heathenous leper/
with a mighty blow so yon fool can see no sun set
uhh . . . to be continued