God Of War
01-28-2013, 07:30 PM
posted on 9/25/00
Skorch:
Ayo Scythe...Title ya next rhyme Pampers bitch so itll be ready for me to shit on //
Damn, you post is so pussy, theres too much for even ME to get on! //
Kid this shit is like Russian Roulette wit a loaded nine //
Suicide, how you expect to beat me wit that LL corroded mind //
Im bringin 100 times more pain than a compound fracture //
Im catchin a 4-1 record, while ya shits gettin laughter //
Ill Skorch ya whole body, like cremation extra crispy //
Put out the fire wit urine, give u an excuse for actin pissy //
Ya fuckin verse is so sissy, i asked it out and it tried to kiss me //
But then I had to rip it to shreds, when i watched it try to diss me //
My extrarestrial mind manifestly dissapproves ya weak rhymes //
And after i run through Scythe, next target = mankind...
Im Stranglin ya vocal chords till not one of em works no more //
Cut your eyes out and turn em around so you can watch yaself fall to the floor //
Ya best quality is ya givin head ability //
This shit is silly see, like i said its suicide, ya die willingly //
Hell i could beat chu wit a blindfold and handcuffs //
Everyones yellin at you, "You shoulda known his rhymes was that ruff!" //
Scythe:
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Yo, cybernetic reaper mixing rhymes with 5 deadly venoms//
Another nigga guardin my 4th dimension Skorch is my next victim//
Savage lyricist, eatin at every emcee that spit against me//
Shove the mic in your ass 100,000 watts of pure electricity//
Advanced tactistic mic artist driving massive L's down your throat//
Invisibility cloak, Im more supreme than you can ever be take a note//
Pinpointed you at every angle and vertex you ever move in//
Colossal sized mic titan undefeated and better still another win//
You claim you spit infernos thats why people call you by your name//
Fuck Sçythe, Im H2O nigga pouring lyrics to calm down the flame//
Technical engineer of this game, landscaping pigments in your mind//
Timewise I fuck you up 10 times worse than you can ever realize//
Fine line between our skills, I'm on a whole different level//
Shatter your upper torso's bones from yo head, neck, & yo blood vessels//
Tesselate your body outline after I murder you on the mic//
Equalize your heart rate to decline it to a deathworthious spite//
Might end up with it only being 2 members of the Kannibals//
Me and Logik because my style is too much for your mind to handle//
Split your flames apart with my man-made verbal chemistry//
Illegaly grab your soul from yo asscheeks and bring it back to my infantry//
Skorch:
Ayo Scythe...Title ya next rhyme Pampers bitch so itll be ready for me to shit on //
Damn, you post is so pussy, theres too much for even ME to get on! //
Kid this shit is like Russian Roulette wit a loaded nine //
Suicide, how you expect to beat me wit that LL corroded mind //
Im bringin 100 times more pain than a compound fracture //
Im catchin a 4-1 record, while ya shits gettin laughter //
Ill Skorch ya whole body, like cremation extra crispy //
Put out the fire wit urine, give u an excuse for actin pissy //
Ya fuckin verse is so sissy, i asked it out and it tried to kiss me //
But then I had to rip it to shreds, when i watched it try to diss me //
My extrarestrial mind manifestly dissapproves ya weak rhymes //
And after i run through Scythe, next target = mankind...
Im Stranglin ya vocal chords till not one of em works no more //
Cut your eyes out and turn em around so you can watch yaself fall to the floor //
Ya best quality is ya givin head ability //
This shit is silly see, like i said its suicide, ya die willingly //
Hell i could beat chu wit a blindfold and handcuffs //
Everyones yellin at you, "You shoulda known his rhymes was that ruff!" //
Scythe:
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Yo, cybernetic reaper mixing rhymes with 5 deadly venoms//
Another nigga guardin my 4th dimension Skorch is my next victim//
Savage lyricist, eatin at every emcee that spit against me//
Shove the mic in your ass 100,000 watts of pure electricity//
Advanced tactistic mic artist driving massive L's down your throat//
Invisibility cloak, Im more supreme than you can ever be take a note//
Pinpointed you at every angle and vertex you ever move in//
Colossal sized mic titan undefeated and better still another win//
You claim you spit infernos thats why people call you by your name//
Fuck Sçythe, Im H2O nigga pouring lyrics to calm down the flame//
Technical engineer of this game, landscaping pigments in your mind//
Timewise I fuck you up 10 times worse than you can ever realize//
Fine line between our skills, I'm on a whole different level//
Shatter your upper torso's bones from yo head, neck, & yo blood vessels//
Tesselate your body outline after I murder you on the mic//
Equalize your heart rate to decline it to a deathworthious spite//
Might end up with it only being 2 members of the Kannibals//
Me and Logik because my style is too much for your mind to handle//
Split your flames apart with my man-made verbal chemistry//
Illegaly grab your soul from yo asscheeks and bring it back to my infantry//