02-03-2013, 05:12 PM | #1 |
Senior Citizen
Join Date: Aug 1997
Posts: 3,871
Battle Record: 4-3
Rep Power: 0 |
King~D the Arch-Villain
Name: Arch-Villain aka King~D the Arch-Villain
Reps: Collabo: Featuring Eso aka esoTerrorist Title: 2 free RADICALS [eso]: Space Odysseys, obviously subvert goverment policy assert our autonomy, economies distort thought like Ptolemy's geography iconography, the iconoclasts unmask the hypocrisy even if we end supping hemlock like Socrates fuck mediocrities, we clock MCs fanatical free-radicals, mankind break your intangible manacles we utter canticles, the operation of nations is mechanical spanners in the works, the prophets that lurk unheeded in the wilderness, filled-with-this holiness resisting the system, uprising and the fiends driving the thriving war-machines we're poor-but-clean, sought and seen Nazarenes born in Bethlehem made my entrance-in, '97-then shifted the paradigm, from eastern barren climes maratine manuveres, 90% suck like Hoovers the show and prover, your beenie she want me cos I know how to move-'er twist-'er like Midwestern America sensorily assaulted by assorted consumer ephemera ....see youse don't understand, eastLONDON kingDEE alongside-a me now WATCH we [The Arch-Villain]: Take my cue from the Eso deed, we proceed to stunt the hate Ain't enough verbal murders these days… so we pump the rate You fluctuate juxtapose and I'll lyrically bust ya nose Warned all your rusted flows, but you dozed and wanna boast We one-uppin most, you best know we kick the best flow I could be an off-base, off-beat wanna-be concrete emcee with strep throat And you'd STILL get smoked so let's go, you cats is monotonous I'm outta this galaxy like Romulus, it's my bombs you lust In God you trust you can make the cut, we seein' em get dispersed The radicals come with a thirst and a guillotine… so spit your worst I'll print your verse and have shit on my hands like a proctologist Mockin all of this, emcees standin around with a cock balled in fist Brought some maulin shit to the table, I'm mentally unstable Ancient fable prophecizes… like the Scarlet Ibis I'm unmistakable A staple to hip hop, when it comes to wackness, you lay down like a passive bride If you tried to lyrically take me out it'd be attempted patricide Exactly like swindlin' a retard outta money… it's a no-brainer Heart like obsidian, it's a pity man, gotta use a poisonous serum, a flow tainter Not even Onyx would bother to respond to your "slammin" verse Your fuckin lines couldn't elevate if they were contour, amateurs ------ COLLABORATION: FEATURING...SIME, JLC, and Eso Title: Diversity 'n' Illness: The 4 White Guys Collab w/ sime, eso, JLC [Eso]: Mantic embryos, these frantic frenzied flows throws blows to envied MC pros its just an empty show though Anthony was tempted so Satan remains a latent woe a greater foe that hate will know, sins upon Eden's tree will grow, an arrow on a cedar bow chasing the seaward crow, to make your bread first knead the dough blinded by the gleaming stones, the heathen bones beneath the Christian thrones memories bequeathed when leaving Rome, the dead are weaving treason's tome moans of breathing seedlings grown and needing homes, I'm bleeding poems reassuring evening grows from mornings mourning, the stars are out and Mars is warning a mirage is dawning, chaos about to start the warring, the dark is crawling the starkest bawling, drowning, a carcass where the ark is mooring, sharks are crawling, from the twilight, sparks are falling, Judahs lion roaring imploring barks, from Hades calling, I bet with death, slept and dreamt of Cerebus sought by Nemesis I caught the semblances of emblems on their pendants lid dependence is the end of this, my penmanship can only trace remberance I chase a heritige that perishes from the wounds of emptiness, marooned, cocooned in catacombs of sentence I leant and sipped the embers of my foolish temperance [Hook]: Yo' mamma Yo' mamma Yo' big fat mamma [King~D the Arch-Villain]: Expanding fissures electing a figure to directly ban the stigma/ You want to shake their hand, but they're extending an arista/ Crystal clear water reflecting an enigma, these hectic pictures/ Suspectin fixtures, now we inspectin victors like infected blisters/ A missed turn at a fork in the road... identity cleft down the middle/ Confused but still deftly shoutin riddles and respect devoutness little/ It's a hefty bout to settle... King Arthur and civility is our Guenevere/ Unfaithful when cowards tend to leer, led by the sour scent of fear/ It's now been a year since I looked for death, shook with stress/ It took the best to put to rest the burden left on my neural crest/ A hurdled test, gaining stength to move on past the troubled lores/ Why others try to get away, paddin up the doors, have another Coors/ That a lover pours, a substitute stream for hidden nonplussed dreams/ Only the acute perceive, because no one hears the mute scream/ The truth seems to blend with guile, a dour flower and the stem is vile/ Memorandums set 'em in tandem... attacking the central aisle/ With the intent to rile... dauntless to a sense of drama/ Despondent, hence when taunted they just respondin with "ya' momma"/ [Hook]: Yo' mamma Yo' mamma Yo' big fat mamma [sime]: step inside... however, be forewarned - expect to die what "I Got" -you couldn`t be- "On It" if the Luniz lent ya "5" starin at ya tepid eyes, i see through ya best disguise, sime`s the breadwinner shunn`n other`s yeast...so don`t expect to rise i testify, my text.defies conventionalism, i`m inept to lies kizzo`s disrespeck this guy and get hit with specs of Pi. now THATS mathematiKs for all the gawds, erFs, and seedlings, conceived at a horrible birth in Eden so now i wallow with curs-ed heathens. don`t follow the words of reason! listen2heartful murmurs IF they come. and i wouldn`t be proppin the G Bong if i ever learned2hit the blunt. get spurned with bits of drunken steez, so who is touchin these?? this inebriated driver is a road hazard, so people, clutch ya keys. i fukk2please myself, so premature ejaculations are what i "shoot" for, besides, i`ll never "hear" a complaint if i`m steady fukkin this mute wh0re. producer!?! kid you loop four times then call that sh!t a masterpiece, i sh!t on flacid geeks, been fresh since days of Athens, Greece. i bask in beef, so your little squabble ain`t nothin new2me, we`re2ill, you can`t fight king d, eso, JLC and sime with immunity. [Hook]: Yo' mamma Yo' mamma Yo' big fat mamma [JLC] NonRespondents, left motionless through cardiovascular trauma Pre-Dominant flows as eye-opening as Radfords party in Pajama's third eye wanders, my perception's distinguishes man's misconceptions mind ponders, suggestions that I should head off in new directions SmackDab in the middle of nowhere, tension's of dispair are in the air Ya sh!t's HAD, need to retire worse than Hogan and Rick Flair their MetaphorS were PLAYED OUT be-4 the POC hit Sethro's mC's going to war, won't survive against this apocolyptic manifesto Chugging Hennessy and ya'll still ain't "drinking away the pain" Druggin kimothy to rape her and succeeding, think about ya shame Carrying yet another problem on ya shoulder you can't burden These stupid fukks think rocking baggy pants makes You Urban U have to go to Source events just to ask "How can I be Down" U fukkaz got Bozo feet, that's why everyone call's u clown's words are violent winds conjured in the eye of a Tsunami Folding paperWeight rappers out of proportion through origami these faggots signing their own death warrent talking bout my momma That's worse than diving in a pool filled with thousands of piranhas We 2 freSh Peace |
01-16-2018, 12:45 AM | #2 |
Scream
Join Date: Jun 2015
Posts: 3,209
Battle Record: 63-35
Accomplishments - 50 Wins
Champed - BA Picture Roast
- Battle Royale Tournament
- NBL Pic Roast
- Netcees Battle League
- NBL Season 11
- HoT Roast
- BAL Roast
- Tag Team Tourney
- NBL Barcotic Cypher
- SOL Pic Roast
- BA Tag
- XXXtentacion Roast
- 1-2 LR Champ
Rep Power: 22535865 |
(Posted 9-29-99)
by The Arch-Villain Done to the beat of "Survival Tactics" by Styles of Beyond... You kids' thoughts are faulty if you think you pawns accost me/ Cats are like Congres while I'm a nuke... testin my bombs is costly/ Put on your crown princess, I'll wreck you like British Popporazzi/ You couldn't see Happy Days in the future if you were a Shaman-Fonzie/ Kamakazi, I rock cats, leave em screamin “that’s cold man, stop that!!!"/ Like an ugly bitch with no fingers… you couldn’t hold my jock strap/ I’m puttin an end to the same thing your props lack…. that's existence/ I kick this, and now a new identity is goin on your wish list/ I rip shit regularly... your whole crew gets sent ta Hades/ They crazy... kids step and get punked like rock music in the 80’s/ Emcees hate me like police... cuz I've impounded countless louses' shit/ Bring some unoriginal rhymes and that amounts ta denouncement/ Now ya bouncin... I'm here to stay, unique like an Abstract Tribe/ You catch that vibe? Attackin those who mouth off as if I backslapped dykes/ I snatch cats like Krueger... I'm versatile and my footsteps are fallin nearer/ Lyrically I’m death from all angles like a killer in a hall mf mirrors/ All of em fear this... you try topical... but it's neigh-impossible/ To impress me with your best free because I'm writin off the dull/ Exhibitionist cats who got rhymes displayin' ass/ Your shit lacks flow and through the course of this verse you're fadin fast/ Fade to past as I expose the unskilled, I blow spots in accordance/ With those blessin kids who got nothin... like sponsor-an-orphan/ Styles are morphin but not mighty... I believe this scene is wrong/ You lack so much skill your own seed would fire you, like Martina Hingis’ mom/ Left speechless on retortin to the truth, bring out the new lights/ Your online verses are like Mike Tyson... losing after two bytes/ Shooting atcha loose rhymes, you'd lose in less than a minute... minus stalling/ My global reknown is shared with no one, like Linus Pauling's/ I find this apalling... gimme 30 seconds to distort the next challenger/ Kids think they can rule hip hop like Arthur with the force of Excalibur/ It's all a blur... I pull off a hundred-grand heist while you flex bandit’s guns/ When I spit words to fuck you up like "have sex standin" son/ You know who I am dag nabbit Peace Executionerz From LAN f/ RAVEN and Radius (Original posting date: October 14, 1998) ** This keystyle was done as part of the lyrical war between the LAN (an on and off-line emcee crew) and a group of emcees from the "Whatever's Clever" board. ... [RAVEN]: I AutoMaticly Cuase Tragedyz/Destroying Mc's In Virtual Reality/ Employing Fatalityz/Killing Ya Mistaken Individuality/ Blood Thirsty LAN Mercenaryz/Crush Ya Whole Militaryz/ Cannibal War Animal Advesary/Make Your Kingdom A Cemetary/ [King~D the Arch-Villain]: Legendary, the LAN reps that is endin this war/ we come hard, you wack bitches know what's in store/ Like a horny trick with a spanking, yearnin for more/ fake babies, I'mma stick my dick in your umbilical cord/ Feed you off my piss drink it up like its cum/ fuck the dumb, ILL C and Klas stuck to dicks like chewing gum/ Not to mention rizin sun, and lathel under the gun/ I'mma burn your empire with heat higher than that of the sun/ [RaÐiu§]: i smoke emcees, burn punches like the atmosphere at 420 degrees/ grab ya knees, and cap yaself until ya calf muscle bleeds/ cock and squeeze, is the procedure when u jerkin on my dick/ not hiphop's commercially made tricks, not lettin off fake clips/ u claim u shot, but u only posess the sound of braking sticks/ fuck these kids, like a private school principle physically did... [RAVEN]: I Graph Atomic ParaGraphz/With Bionic Semisonic AfterMathz/ Me Vs ILL C ..An Electronic Blood Bath/ Paralyze Ya Interprise/Penatrating Assassinating Ya Corporation/Your Pathetic/ Verbally Exercize Perfroming Fatal Calastatikz [King~D the Arch-Villain]: Automatics is the transition I make from battle to KILL MODE/ fake emcees get frustrated as I add onto the grill load/ of the wack bitches that I'm cookin up like chicken legs/ sit back and watch the carnage as LAN comes through rippin headz/ [RaÐiu§]: im in position, to destroy ya vision, of a powerful coalition/ ammuntion is a must when u wage war with wut gawd calls super-intended/ i crush flows, touch nov(icain)z, mix records with some tecno/ battling u makes me sick and in need of a bowl of peptmo bismo/ [RAVEN]: Leave klass Humiliated/Wit Mentalz Motion Activated/ My Verbalz Liquidated/Iz A Potion That Leaves ILL C Decenagrated/ Verbally Terminated/I'LL Leave The Atlantic Ocean Dehydrated/ Destroy You And Who-Everz Affiliated/Jus To Keep Me Motivated [RaÐiu§]: when da Rad-i is up, the opposition has an option to drop/ because im unstop-pable like the op-tion of being a jugga-naut/ i blow up ya spot, minds is a million deep like da pants of a clown/ even if u were a shark, my flows still posess the power to fish drown/
__________________
Last edited by Saint; 01-24-2018 at 03:21 AM. |
|
|