terrorize u...

[carlos]

show an example what a bullet is by shootin ya bitch ass
felt dat shit deep, started drippin cream from my dick packed
like havin sex wit a gun to a nigga Bustin crazy nuts
shakened for a minute cuz how da bullet wen thru a gut
bustin for da cheese, ho get on ya knees
and if u dont have it then your gettin choked wit a pistol heat
screamin out loud tellin u to undress ya self
pissin on ya face while i make u Pistol pop ya pussy ya self
help is acceptable if u have fucked up problems
just come up to me cuz u aint havin nun wen my trigga solves it

 

[Lyrical_Murk-N]

Guess its time for me to make my name known/
Pop back at this, and Carlos gon' get his face thrown/
Read a couple of ya raps, them was wack back-to-back/
I slang crack, you pretend like you'sa O.G. from waaay back/
I reminisce to them sunset days in L.A./
Went to gang-banging in G.A., nigga where you stay?/
I expect a nigga round these gangsta forums to clap it/
But i see Carlos spittin, and i see he aint bout it/
I left this invitation short and intentless/
respond, ill bring lyrics like hammers, strictly relentless/
Been here for a minute, just noticed the flows section/
I begin spitting bullets, offering vests for protection/

 

[carlos]

dont no where u came from but dat was stupid of u
i cut u n half den send it to ya momz so i can watch her puke
u dont no shit bout me, and u talkin like u know
got u beggin fo ya life cryin, when i locked and load
i pop u slow den give u a chance fo u to leave
thought chu was hard but now u kno u a pussy wen u scream and bleed
i'm thinkin tho, dawg u be on some weak shit
my words and balls are strong, ya main bitch let me hit
u can't get none like me, and be spittin raw
i'll move yo body to another deminsion, call me da spirit uhaul
keep it movin especially when it comes to bricks
only thing u move is da internet and dicks
looks like ima stop, u've painfully gotten hurt
u'z a bitch even wit mad lyrics, u still wont be heard
fuck it saywhatever u want I already won cuz u been cursed
u'z a fag, labeled dick in da dirt, nigga mark my wordz
shut chu and yo gang i'll squish u and yo gang wit a ton
make u join in a new gang wit ghosts, death is whea u'd be frum

 

[Lyrical_Murk-N]

Responded and came back with another wack track/
Talkin smack, like he packin a gat/ dont believe dat/
Wanna talk about grabbin a chick from my side/
Fake niggas get tied down by a bitch that lie/
She took ya little dick, robbed ya money & split/
Gave me the money, sucked my dick, and aint that slick/
I get murderous fixations, misplaced with realization/
Im steadily pacin at a different pace, for the track that im gracin/
They call me strange, they say that im deranged/
Not givin a fuck what you sayin, cause all yo shits lame/

 

[carlos]

im gon kill u wit dis here, shit is weak im jus laughin at cha ass
i spit dat blade shit, u all in a way so i chop u like grass
damn weak shit is wat u spit, my clips is wat u should feel
I aint gon be hearin no weak shit in my head so datz a good deal
eyez opened wide and weapons concealed
u aint got gunz like me, im protected wit da 1 n only sheild
im takin ya life out for me to gain more respect
if i let chu live, u'd be livin weaker den bitches wit no breasts
turn this world into targetin yo fuckin forhead
make ya wish ya neva took ya first breath
it's a special day for u let me take u to a place so i can show u
livin wit pain, ya generation kidz diez if dey hear ya slave roots
show me yo fuckin head so i can smack it betta den babe ruth
make u have kidz grow up normally buh lookin like disabled youth

 

[Lyrical_Murk-N]

You say you run wit guns, i run wit artillery/
You tellin more lies than Bill told Hillary/
You turnin pussy, yea thats what im sensin/
You need to re-think each one of ya sentences/
I run wit 9's, Ak's, Ar-15's cocked with the safety lock off/
Equipped with enough clips to knock ya whole block off/
You try to cockblock, but ya cant cause ya cock soft/
I run through ya bitch wit a hard cock, hard enough to get her tits tossed/
Tits tossed, tit 4 tat like that nigga Fab-oh-less/
Ill put a hole the size of Donovan McNabb's head through ya chest/
Im the best, flow auto like semi's, switchblade be my surname/
cause i cut through rib-cages swifter than butchers or a carvers game/
I put 10 in ya head, then 10 in ya nuts/ shit couldnt get worse/
I clipped up again, and unloaded in ya hurse/
I put 10 in this verse, disguised to disperse/
At the first notion, or first mention of ya re-birth/
I keep 2 semi-automatic by my side at all times/
mini me 1 & mini me 2, been known to commit multiple crimes/
Every year at his death anniversary i come back and laugh/
And everyone knows "I warned his ass"/

 

[carlos]

i see u spittin at me, but u wont be spittin at my clips
ya see'n da end of yo days, cuz i put ya name in my list
u bout to catch a hot one and wen u do, ya shoulda listened
thought chu had me but u fucked fo life, got u eternal twitchin
if i came down to da streets u betta hide da fuck out
cuz if i see u I'm sluggin u, u'd be restin on da ground
makin ya parents depressed wit da ugliest fatality
i done killed u da worst, shits goin up in history
i see those lyrikal skills u think dey is and crushem to death
shame on u for thinkin ya shit is tight, ya mind prolly was on meth
dont get it twisted wit dis lyrical disaster i'll put a stain n u wit stress
not comin out cuz u cursed, type of shit dat'll make ya live n death
sluggin u for da worst den steal yo juwerly Now dey mines
dat lyrikal murda shit dat be havin evil thoughts in his mind
and it's from mines, neva could u think dat way
it's too hot for u try and do dat and watch u get amazinly blazed
i dont see u shootin hot clips, i see u suckin hot dicks
just burnin down ya throat, dam, waitin on u to become my bitch

 

[Lyrical_Murk-N]

yo, we can get some votes on this shit or somethin?

 

[carlos]

yea i know lol haha....lets do one more

 

[Anghellic831]

shiiiiit i thought thiz wuz jus a regular flow thread but now itz a battle

vote = Lyrical_Murk-N

 

[carlos]

lyrical murk...lets do one more..

 

[MURK]

NEITHER :classic: