God Of War
01-28-2013, 05:35 PM
posted on 11/8/00
SoUl EdiBleS
Dunnz hold tha accusations dissin my rapz that R full of
aspirationz/Betta free ur mind b4 I make thys a lyrikal
soul assassination/Causin multiple lacerationz b-n blown
on dunnz bubble lyke Tysonz knucklez that bucklez foez
kneez/Fukk U emceez that hop hiz dyck cuz Femcee no body
shouldnt be poppin shyt against EdiBleS tha ominous/Ill
beat thys femcee outta consciousness in front of tha InQ
populace 4 not stoppin hiz lip/Now ur busted 4 bein soft
n actin rugged/Shoulda left well alone and said fukk it/
U frontin on bein an emcee is lyke bein a baller wit a budget
Itz tha doubterz I gotta prove 2, they know whoz who
Femceez rhymez R lyke fabrik/My spit reigns thru U
U play gamez N SoUl EdiBleS playz dirty/Thys'll B ova
early so Emcee No 1 letz change ur name for us all
How bout No Skillz? No Talent? or No ballz?
U shouldnt provoke thys SoUl, howz thys name Emcee Know Ur Role
Bytchass xcuses when we all know Ur a joke az a whole
Lyke it or not dunn, ur first on my list as victim # one
U beatin me iz lyke hittin a bunt n xpektin a home run
Im havin some fun dunn dunnz 2 show my lyikal staminaz laced
Ur weak lyke David Banner stayed b4 his douse of gamma rayz
Undastand ur place kid/ face it/ur lyrikz R basic makin Inqz
tyme n spaces 2 get wasted/At Blackinq. femcee no one's
overrated/Yo dunn ur lyke a babyz dry diaper, U aint shyt!!!
Whoz Nxt!?!?
SoUl EdiBleS
i'll kill U, make U call 4 medikalz O itz that brutha SoUl EdiBleS
vs.
EMCEE Know 1
About time Foul Shitablez *dunn dunn* stoopid fuck eat this and choke:
Soul Edibles = just anotha net-cee takin up the label of ‘wack,’
Anotha bitch talkin ‘back’ with comments like "whiteboy"
cuz you just a racist ‘black’,
so let me hit you up wit this terminal battle ‘track’ ‘til I see your minimal sized cranium ‘crack’
while I rip out your heart with my ‘HARD ATTACK’
I’m sick of you faggots claimin to be hard and thinkin ya rhymez are ‘tight,’
When the closest to hard you get is to BigKraze’s dick slammin you in the ass
and givin you a pillow to ‘bite’ while ya’ll sportin’ Billy Truong’s gay porn ‘site,’
You just a damn ‘disgrace’ to ya own fuckin ‘race,’
postin rhymes at blackinq when you shouldn’t be
cuz you just wastin valuable ‘space’ with ya weak rhyme ‘taste,’
You’re fuckin with tha wrong MC little girl, I’ve got a rep for bein a lyrical ‘murderer,’
when your name pops up on a thread peeps be like "Soul Edible? I NEVER HEARD OF HER."
Cuz you’re just a wannabe who hangz out wit Wondabitch and otha fake ‘katz’,
who’s rhymez couldn’t be ‘Phat" if they were written out of McDonaldz grease ‘vats’
you’re just weak willed like an ‘anorexic’
Tha shockwaves from my vocal cordz leave you in convulsionz like an ‘epileptic,’
You couldn’t ‘hold ya own’ even if you HAD a fuckin ‘dick,’
Like a woman who just hit menopause, bitch you’ll never ‘flow sick’
You fuckin get it trick? I’mma MC you’ll never be able to beat,
If I had my own magazine you’d alwayz be "wack emcee of tha week"
So next time you step maybe you should bring a whole fuckin fleet,
or just quietly take this defeat and do as ya told,
shut ya bitch mouth and TAKE A FUCKIN SEAT.
Next wack wannabe please…..
Live and let live.....but don't be a door matt.
SoUl EdiBleS
Dunnz hold tha accusations dissin my rapz that R full of
aspirationz/Betta free ur mind b4 I make thys a lyrikal
soul assassination/Causin multiple lacerationz b-n blown
on dunnz bubble lyke Tysonz knucklez that bucklez foez
kneez/Fukk U emceez that hop hiz dyck cuz Femcee no body
shouldnt be poppin shyt against EdiBleS tha ominous/Ill
beat thys femcee outta consciousness in front of tha InQ
populace 4 not stoppin hiz lip/Now ur busted 4 bein soft
n actin rugged/Shoulda left well alone and said fukk it/
U frontin on bein an emcee is lyke bein a baller wit a budget
Itz tha doubterz I gotta prove 2, they know whoz who
Femceez rhymez R lyke fabrik/My spit reigns thru U
U play gamez N SoUl EdiBleS playz dirty/Thys'll B ova
early so Emcee No 1 letz change ur name for us all
How bout No Skillz? No Talent? or No ballz?
U shouldnt provoke thys SoUl, howz thys name Emcee Know Ur Role
Bytchass xcuses when we all know Ur a joke az a whole
Lyke it or not dunn, ur first on my list as victim # one
U beatin me iz lyke hittin a bunt n xpektin a home run
Im havin some fun dunn dunnz 2 show my lyikal staminaz laced
Ur weak lyke David Banner stayed b4 his douse of gamma rayz
Undastand ur place kid/ face it/ur lyrikz R basic makin Inqz
tyme n spaces 2 get wasted/At Blackinq. femcee no one's
overrated/Yo dunn ur lyke a babyz dry diaper, U aint shyt!!!
Whoz Nxt!?!?
SoUl EdiBleS
i'll kill U, make U call 4 medikalz O itz that brutha SoUl EdiBleS
vs.
EMCEE Know 1
About time Foul Shitablez *dunn dunn* stoopid fuck eat this and choke:
Soul Edibles = just anotha net-cee takin up the label of ‘wack,’
Anotha bitch talkin ‘back’ with comments like "whiteboy"
cuz you just a racist ‘black’,
so let me hit you up wit this terminal battle ‘track’ ‘til I see your minimal sized cranium ‘crack’
while I rip out your heart with my ‘HARD ATTACK’
I’m sick of you faggots claimin to be hard and thinkin ya rhymez are ‘tight,’
When the closest to hard you get is to BigKraze’s dick slammin you in the ass
and givin you a pillow to ‘bite’ while ya’ll sportin’ Billy Truong’s gay porn ‘site,’
You just a damn ‘disgrace’ to ya own fuckin ‘race,’
postin rhymes at blackinq when you shouldn’t be
cuz you just wastin valuable ‘space’ with ya weak rhyme ‘taste,’
You’re fuckin with tha wrong MC little girl, I’ve got a rep for bein a lyrical ‘murderer,’
when your name pops up on a thread peeps be like "Soul Edible? I NEVER HEARD OF HER."
Cuz you’re just a wannabe who hangz out wit Wondabitch and otha fake ‘katz’,
who’s rhymez couldn’t be ‘Phat" if they were written out of McDonaldz grease ‘vats’
you’re just weak willed like an ‘anorexic’
Tha shockwaves from my vocal cordz leave you in convulsionz like an ‘epileptic,’
You couldn’t ‘hold ya own’ even if you HAD a fuckin ‘dick,’
Like a woman who just hit menopause, bitch you’ll never ‘flow sick’
You fuckin get it trick? I’mma MC you’ll never be able to beat,
If I had my own magazine you’d alwayz be "wack emcee of tha week"
So next time you step maybe you should bring a whole fuckin fleet,
or just quietly take this defeat and do as ya told,
shut ya bitch mouth and TAKE A FUCKIN SEAT.
Next wack wannabe please…..
Live and let live.....but don't be a door matt.