Classic: Illest Collab this Sites Ever Seen

[Saint]

Flamethrowers Collab on undergroundhiphop.com
posted Friday, May 04, 2001 3:03:09 PM



Flamethrowers:

In response to Shylax...I'm feeling this Archive shit son...but Biters remeber..when you search....my shits copywritten ..

This , in my opinion, is the illest collab , textwise, that I was ever a part of.

"Judge , Jury and X-cutioner"

TAP!TAP!TAP!(sounds of gavel striking the bench as judge PAuly Styles calls for order over the angry shouts from the court)

"Order!Order!. Now then Mr. Chauncey. Please answer the question. Are you confessing to the crimes of Unoriginality and High treason against the art of Rhyme?"

"And so what if I did!" exclaims the herb, as the jury gasp at his arrogance.

"i make ten times more scrilla than all these so called "lyriscist". Bling!Bling for life!"

The judge pauses , and gathers himself."Unfortunatley sir , you have dmned your self. You leave me no choice but to pronouce you guilty...of Raping Ryhme in the first degree!'
Sentence..Death"

(ominous instumental increses in volume s our first m.c enters)

XXL

Double Xtra-Sikk, staked outside of this kat's studio/
I hear he has fluid flow/ but he's yet to prove itthough/
moving slow/slightly crack the entrance of thesoundbooth/
what in the fukk? that shyt ain't even soundproof/
I clown dudes/that claim next level steez/
step to me/and try comparin' that phony rep to me/
your neck should be/disconnected from ya "shouldershyt"/
toddlers get INTIMIDATED by vets on some "older" shyt/
My vocals get/rowdy when they see poetics inferior/
I drop bombs in your audio, imploding the interior/
short curicuit the entire soundboard/when I poundfloors/
revise that wack ass style of yours/it sounds"forced"/
I'm Detective XtraSikk, your right is to remainsilent/
should you choose to give up this right, I becomeviolent/
throwing tantrums, snatchin ya DATs and pissin on em/
when I throw, I'm swinging harder than Afrikanelephant scrotum/
these lyrics you can quote 'em/I couldn't wait forsearch warrants/
you're guilty of raping my culture and then kickingDIRT on it/
let me see....is that a copy of ya video?/
Moet?, a swimming pool, and some "thonged out" freakyhoes?/
tell me...what happened to simply being
ORIGINAL????/fukk all this "hyped out" imagery maskinga simple flow/
let me smash that champagne bottle across your templeyo'/
I'm sick of those/who represent with that "jiggy"prose/
pretty clothes/shiny rings, fukk that .....I'm STAYIN' "bummy"/
steppin' to "honeyz",/ with my dick in my hand andthey STILL love me/
you're being charged with "Bogousity"/a Class Dfelony/
and since you have a prior record, we're seeking theDEATH PENALTY/
Skattabrane's the "Prosecuting DA"/ that nobody wantsto face/
No matter how deep ya pockets....trust me....Cochran'sNOT takin' ya case/
You broke tha law/so I'm takin you in, it's not far/
You lucky I don't murder your ass in the SQUAD CAR/
I'm already pissed at you, just cause I had to chaseyou/
and I SWEAR if you spit just ONE more wack flow,"...I'll fukkin MASE you!....."/

Skattabrane

When I get charged I might overload your circuit breakers... shock a whole
circle of fakers – electrocute superfluous haters. Execute him, Sef – this
cat murdered the paper. I confiscated his pen; it was dripping with
wackness. Stained like a blue GAP dress; DNA tests confirmed he tried to cum
hard, but he was weak down to his sperm. Open and shut case, we even have an
eyewitness to him tripping over his lyrics before saying, "I need to return
to the cipher with written shit." Then the rest we know, verse was
victimized by his flow; he raped the English language and slaughtered
originality. His criminal mentality warped his whole sense of reality – he
thought he dropped some next shit, when all he did was plagiarize some DMX
shit. It seems he has a record...I don’t mean an LP; I mean previous
convictions for impersonating an MC...plus lyrical larceny in the first
degree, plus criminal possession of Vanilla Ice CDs. The Feds have been
alerted; apparently verses have been turning up murdered in different
jurisdictions, and they have a strong suspicion that it’s the same Wack MC
spittin. Similar description, similar mannerisms, similar lack of respect
for lyricism, similar cocky attitude, similar lack of aptitude; giving out
defective rhymes, demanding gratitude. So now he’s being arraigned – I’m
Skattabrane, special prosecutor for the People – jury’s comprised of FLAMES.
The penalty isn’t life behind bars, the People are seeking death – delivered
by our chief lyrical executioner, Sef.

Sef the X-cutioner

Verdict Guilty..
The jury is tilting toward ya x-cution...
The charge is "wackness" and swift deaths our retribution...
Electrocution
Reducin' cowards to ashes/corners yell to knocked out niggas"Stay on the canvas!"/Preyin Mantis antics/jersey hung from the rafters/ ya'll couldn't DEFEAT me if I was Kunta Kintai captured!..
Enraptured bastards/ closed casket plastered/ angry Parent searchin' for somethin' to beat that ass wit'/ you glass kid/
Smashin you vultures that mock the culture/Punishment?/..It equals what Arabs do to adulterers / Brim stonein' and sulfur ya'/ Flames alter the courses/Forceps used forcefully open ya corpses orifice/..
ITS MORE TO THIS than herbs frontin as THUGS/studs "keepin it real" cause they rockin' the latest Lugz/
Slugz bust be virtual
X brings out the nerf(soft) in you / master at hand to hand 'cause I LOVE it up close and personal!/ Cursin you / X murder( u) then volunteer for the SEARCh for YOU/ half assed I'm lookin' while others intent is purposeful/ Emersed in flow/
Hobby?
Leavin'em dazed and wobbly/ "Line for line ill" like venereal (v.d) clinics lobbies/
Obviously/ ya'll kids thinki' this arts a novelty/ ..I'll slaughter your colony of clueless, cowardly ododities
My policy
is leavin' my nemesis/ torn with hemmorhages/ Sef in back of appendixes next to "gimmickless images"/Intensive shit/mentally menace this/ none diminsh this/ a hundred proof LYRIcist givin LIVEr cyst to LYRIcless/
You fearing this?/ ..admissable proof of guilt/ from ya BACK protudes my sword/ ..while you starin DOWN AT THE HILT....


Creativity/...hmnnn..

FLAMETHROWERS 2G1