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My rhymes be fire rocks, fuck-a-cop, givin' niggaz heart attacks
Ya shit GARBAGE, like Lemonheads, Ivory, and melted wax
I stroll through cold like an elbo of ice
So much shine on my wrist that it make TV Johnny look twice
But fuck rice, we eatin' nice: steak and shrimp, veal scallopini up on the menu tonight
And for dessert, we light haters up right, whip it right
Gimme 500cc'z of that Remy ackrite
That's tight, I'm feelin' nice countin' money by candlelight, bout to skirt off with yo bitch on the bacc of my bike
Kawasaki, smellin like Issey Miyake
I'ma murk motherfuckers like a masked Iraqi
Don't cross me mayne or I'll target you fast
And you'll be walkin' a thin line like you was Johnny Ca$h
 
Dec 13, 2003
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Everybody is worried about calling names/
On an internet forum, staying up for days/
I really can't think of more ridiculous ways/
to show another living person your maturity phase/
I progressed, from a boy into a man, homies listen/
If you think this ever gonna make you, you are wishin'/
I'm not talking just any one of you guys/
but to the forum as a hole, honestly yalls rhymes are tight/
try to swich them if you might, to a whole new level/
quit bangin' on wax, add some bass and some treble/
and most of yall think, after text and a worm/
I should never write a rap, make a track, or a term/
And a year ago I wouldn't learn/
Now I'm done but yall got beat, by this SuperManning nerd/
out the window...i lean-from-the-car, mutha fucka...reach for the stars// my bars will leave your people-with-scars// the shit i spit is sick... sure to release that fecal-and sars// boy talkin big with chico-debarge in his sig// thin mustache and a loose booty..i target homos and shoot-rudely// somebody give this dude-schooling...remedial tutoring//...cause its obvious he aint gonna learn shit from doing// like hopping on stage ..confusing cheering with booing// getting pushed by a 100 ton bolder thinking the rock is moving// or thinking his bitch really digs him..even though it my cock-shes-chewing// you see me in the dark maked reaching...you know the glock-ensuing// you know what..im a bad parent turned good..imma stop-abusing cause beating the shit out of this kid is not-amusing
 
May 16, 2008
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Iconic Commando, wanna be rambo/
You similiar to a egg cuz you get scrambled/
Tryin' to step to me? Eat your wheaties/
I'm SuperManning, yo bitch is on my weenie/
I stepped my game up, Like I found a genie/
Like me hoping on stage, You wanna be me/
How many times, Do I have to battle you/
You act like we got beef, and you ain't even cattle dude/
Bag on me, until you standing blue in the face/
I'll still kill you with my writtens, like you new in this place/
My Name, is Shawn Michael Manning/
No matter what, nigga you can't can me/
Understand me, because I'm talking real/
I'ma turn your ass out, like steering wheel/
so Kneel, when you see my name/
You got killed, but who's the one to blame?/
Yo game, is what's not amusing/
and trust me from my ear, I'm not who you abusing/
I used to be a simp, crying over cootie/
Now I'm the one, that's rollin' in the booty/
I stepped up my my game, to the point that you can't fuck with me/
I gotta 2 pump chump stump, but still I'm gon' be humpin' fe's/
got em' on they kneeze, so take a step back/
Pump yo fist motherfucker cuz you know this isn't shit's wack/
You tight dude, so is everybody else/
Ulitimate flowing championdhip, ufc, and anybody's belt/
doesn't mean a bit of shit to me, I-N-G/
SupeMan, put it first, cuz there ain't nobody tieing me/
 
Dec 13, 2003
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Iconic Commando, wanna be rambo/
You similiar to a egg cuz you get scrambled/
Tryin' to step to me? Eat your wheaties/
I'm SuperManning, yo bitch is on my weenie/
I stepped my game up, Like I found a genie/
Like me hoping on stage, You wanna be me/
How many times, Do I have to battle you/
You act like we got beef, and you ain't even cattle dude/
Bag on me, until you standing blue in the face/
I'll still kill you with my writtens, like you new in this place/
My Name, is Shawn Michael Manning/
No matter what, nigga you can't can me/
Understand me, because I'm talking real/
I'ma turn your ass out, like steering wheel/
so Kneel, when you see my name/
You got killed, but who's the one to blame?/
Yo game, is what's not amusing/
and trust me from my ear, I'm not who you abusing/
I used to be a simp, crying over cootie/
Now I'm the one, that's rollin' in the booty/
I stepped up my my game, to the point that you can't fuck with me/
I gotta 2 pump chump stump, but still I'm gon' be humpin' fe's/
got em' on they kneeze, so take a step back/
Pump yo fist motherfucker cuz you know this isn't shit's wack/
You tight dude, so is everybody else/
Ulitimate flowing championdhip, ufc, and anybody's belt/
doesn't mean a bit of shit to me, I-N-G/
SupeMan, put it first, cuz there ain't nobody tieing me/
go ahead...get your genie// i kick super rhymes...you wish you could de-feet me// i cleanly wipe plates...eat my enemies completely// leaving less fibers than a square of Wheaties// my rhymes hold-flame like tiki torches absorb in propane// i dont even know who im battlein'..you have no-name// so dont pat yourself on the back like we got history...you suck like bad throat-game// row-gain in a boat my flow is lappin you// you target practice... the only way the audience is clappin-you// in two body bags im out wrapping you// i guess you right...your not bound and gagged cause your entire ass surround in plastic and dragged worse than female impersonators// a pure verse-for-haters to curse-the-fakers//
 
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you have a two pump chump stump and you admit to being a simp. cant claim victory after wiggin yourself on this planet. sorry, chump stump


oh...and what do you mean by "turning me out"? that dont even sound right
 
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FIRST OF ALL LET'S DROP AUDIO, 1ST FATAL VERSE ME, THEN IRONIC VERSE ME. ALL THAT TYPING PROLLY MADE YOU FEEL GOOD BUT THAT'S ABOUT IT. IF YOU WERE SUCH A PRO, YOU'D BE WEALTHY, AND YOU BASE MY SKILL OFF ONE DROP AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHY IT TURNED OUT LIKE THAT DO YOU? SO YOU NOT ARMED WITH THE PROPER FACTS BUT THAT'S TYPICAL FROM IGNORANT PEOPLE SO..... SHALL WE USE THE SAME BEAT OR A DIFFERENT ONE, IT'S YOUR CHOICE, BUT I'M GOING TO FUCKING SMOKE BOTH OF YOU. HIT ME UP IM AND WE CAN EXCHANGE A BEAT OR WHATEVER YOU DECIDE. YOU TOO IC, YOU PUSSY.
 
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Fuck Fatal Nightmare I'd smoke this baby
with a cradle, pipe and chair your a joke lately
note it makes me look like a million dollar man
you make as much sense as silver dollar spam
I leave billions bothered, kill your father man
you prolly pop more pills than his daughter can
you couldn't be bright if I sautered your hands
for you to see the light of God's words I can
yup I sure am, as a child you were a nightmare
it's like where you have me labeled like I care
hey Fatal on a mic I share how your pushy
in your cradle right there wow your a pussy
if your a fatal nightmare, I'm a deadly awakening
this emcee's sweating me, in the bed he is shaking
tossing and turning, no sir mother fucker, I'm Freddy Krueger
taking over dreams, fake poser it seems, ur ready to lose yours
bitch I got their hands up like their sleep-walking
and your putting everyone to sleep keep talking
small idea pussy big mouth emcee I see often
your fatal lmao, in the south we see a possum
emcee's I off them you think typing in red is scary?
is it like I'm dead or buried? typing or in lead barely
keep dreaming bothered, I show several your on a lower level
it's seeming, your steaming in hot water, bout' to blow your kettle
and show your medals, but you have none, it's over and settled
your fucked without some luck, poser start flipping clover petals
No Balogne Records is smashing siccmade buildings know your leveled
so phonies are second to this first, spit gay feelings throw your pebbles
my rhymes will hurt you, they're fucking lines of virtue, he's way under me
I'll slay a hundred emcees, say something please, you will stay underneath
the bumper of my jeep fag get a sleeping bag it's nap time
because I could short sheet this fag without half his whines
I'm packing lines bitch so I'm doing a big show in Houston
ho get used to him where's yours? let this kid know the truth again
dude damn, you'd get killed quicker than drinking bleach out of a bottle
filled, you may feel slicker but your thinking is a bleached out models
to you each I doubt it's possible if fucking Kangaroos rapped
changing your view perhaps, Hung? I'd hang this dude for fact
sharing your better lol, I don't see an IQ, not even staring at letters
and there's no way you even got to leave them comparing measures
keep declaring your clever, I hurt more people than Vietnam did
spitting gun spray, I heard more bull-shit than a Viet-Kong kid
even if you froze the alphabet you couldn't be cool as Ice T
it's amusing this fool is in emcee school losing twice to me
it's like I'm your sister's virgin pussy, I'm as tight as can be
no one hits me, cheap shots he can write, the freakin' mic is free
everything is key-style, it's why shit..... I fight you easily
you'll fucking learn you haven't earned the rights to beating me
cause this fucker just sucks, shit, quit you ought to discretely
you ain't equipped and with uppercuts, I caught you frequently
you should not do, or compete with me, is that Ironic for ya
I will smoke this joke like some fine chronic in California
now I warn ya, don't fuck with someone you don't know about
and no doubt, cause it's show business, and I will show you out

IC
you'd drool over my skills worse than fifty basset hounds
dawg, you'll learn swiftly you can't fuck wit me ask around
look past the clowns, no one on the site...... WILL ADMIT IT
but to get specific or right on this mic you're a real dip shit
damn bro, I see tyranny from this guy I see Ironic Commando
and I'm hot as five comets, it is why I vaumet, you command O
you can't flow, but a fucking Lion would vaumet your hands bro
so stick your fist in your mouth, we're astonished man you blow
and you know you couldn't tell me about bars fag from you cell
dumb as well you wouldn't be hot if you are or have come from hell
some can tell an you can't put anything together I can't pull apart
you rant, I'm full of art, like emergency rooms, I'm full of heart
I might as well throw a comb, I'd brush by you
tight as hell, know it holmes, hush if I were you
my music is so clean, you can stop with the soap operas
you can dream about the music I drop no one watches ya
Oh I got it brah, I'm fucking waiting you pussy from the pond
he was just hating cause he had nothing he jus could speak on
I'll bring the circus through, I will fucking hurt you dude
it means when purpose it true, it fucks with your virtues too
I murk this dude, The thread got crowded only to see the Lion
cause I left seven dead being loud as shit phonies keep trying
I'm too clever fro non-better faker, fucking non-cheddar makers
and you can write on it but c'mon you've never made the paper
you confuse confidence with an arrogant better point of view
you can swear a bit on this gents they will never point at you
you couldn't write anything positive, your skills I'd trash
your real outmatched, and wonder why I killed your ass
a real hit smash is not even possible for you
showed the whole site it's possible to bore too
you couldn't even have the possible fortitude
you shouldn't even rap, do gospel you poor dude


Hey fatal...
you want to type in red, well I'll type in blue
so it's just official I'm unoriginal just like you


I'm waiting on audio pussy.
 
Apr 11, 2008
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you have a two pump chump stump and you admit to being a simp. cant claim victory after wiggin yourself on this planet. sorry, chump stump
Sorry Wyoming Willie..he's right. You arent allowed to rap about anythign until you apologize to every man on earth for embarassing us all.

you dont admit some things in this life...the unwritten commandment

Thou Shall Not Simp
 
Apr 25, 2002
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FIRST OF ALL LET'S DROP AUDIO, 1ST FATAL VERSE ME, THEN IRONIC VERSE ME. ALL THAT TYPING PROLLY MADE YOU FEEL GOOD BUT THAT'S ABOUT IT. IF YOU WERE SUCH A PRO, YOU'D BE WEALTHY, AND YOU BASE MY SKILL OFF ONE DROP AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHY IT TURNED OUT LIKE THAT DO YOU? SO YOU NOT ARMED WITH THE PROPER FACTS BUT THAT'S TYPICAL FROM IGNORANT PEOPLE SO..... SHALL WE USE THE SAME BEAT OR A DIFFERENT ONE, IT'S YOUR CHOICE, BUT I'M GOING TO FUCKING SMOKE BOTH OF YOU. HIT ME UP IM AND WE CAN EXCHANGE A BEAT OR WHATEVER YOU DECIDE. YOU TOO IC, YOU PUSSY.
Fuck that "hit me up on IM" shit. Get a beat, diss me and post it. It doesn't need to be the same beat. I'll respond when I hear it because I have no confidence in you actually coming thru with a track. So whenever you record your hillbilly ass diss track I'll torch your bitch ass in audio. People know me around here, I'm good for it. Ask around.

By the way, I went to your myspace page (which I know is what you wanted so you can up your petty play count) and made an attempt to listen to your other tracks. They're awful. It seems you tried to lose your product-of-incest accent in your most recent tracks, but it also sounds like you recorded them on a fuckin Dell computer mic.

Oh yeah, I started to read that verse you typed, but I literally quit after the 6th bar. You need work, bad. I hope your audio is better than that shit.

By the way, I've always typed in red. Back in the day (91siccness days) it was the easiest way to distinguish my posts from everyone else's so that's what I did and I've just been doing it ever since. I don't give a shit what color you type in. If you think typing in blue is going to piss me off or some shit, you're an idiot. Plain and simple.
 
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go ahead and post fuck your vouch drop the track you pussy, don't be scared,
you know I'll post one, don't be bitch now, all that lip smacking.

none of those tracks are mixed you dumb fuck, and by the way they weren't for you at all anyway quit thinking your special ma'fucka. I hope you got more than calling me a hick in this battle cause that shit it played the fuck out, just like calling me white is, and hillbilly and cracker, and all that shit. Just remember what you said, when you said it, cause honestly you have no idea what the fuck I'm capable of, that's why I fuckin' scare you. If I don't then drop your audio faggot let's not play games, you want to talk shit now it's time to back it.

By the way I'll respond when you drop, so now I'm waiting you too IC all that fucking trash your talking... c'mon
 
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^ this dude is the biggest redneck rodeo ass clown ive seen on here in a while..ole roaring lion got tamed and turned into nothin but a lil pussy. you aint even a one hit wonder, you a one-song-that-didnt-make-no-noise-but-cost-yo-ass-a-grip-and-made-you-look-like-a-fool-out-of-place-screamin-some-bullshit

ole reverand redneck tryin to preach
 
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go ahead and post fuck your vouch drop the track you pussy, don't be scared,
you know I'll post one, don't be bitch now, all that lip smacking.

none of those tracks are mixed you dumb fuck, and by the way they weren't for you at all anyway quit thinking your special ma'fucka. I hope you got more than calling me a hick in this battle cause that shit it played the fuck out, just like calling me white is, and hillbilly and cracker, and all that shit. Just remember what you said, when you said it, cause honestly you have no idea what the fuck I'm capable of, that's why I fuckin' scare you. If I don't then drop your audio faggot let's not play games, you want to talk shit now it's time to back it.

By the way I'll respond when you drop, so now I'm waiting you too IC all that fucking trash your talking... c'mon
Shut your punk ass up. I want you to drop first because you seem to fuckin disappear everytime you get addressed in any way. The last time you were gone for how long? 3 weeks or so? I don't have time to make a track against somebody who will likely bail and never be heard from again. Unlike yourself, people on this site know me and know I WILL respond to your hillbilly ass. The same can't be said for you and I refuse to completely waste my time dissing you. Just drop your motherfucking track and stop playing games you fuckin pussy.

And the fact you're a hick trying to rap will never get old. It's something you can't change and there's no way you can try to sound hard and be taken seriously because of it. You're a fuckin JOKE.

Also, why in the fuck would anyone post low-quality, unedited and "unmixed" tracks on their main source of promotion? You gotta be fuckin kidding me.

Do you record at home or do you have to go to a studio? Because if you have to go to a studio I definitely have NO confidence in you ever dropping a track against me.
 
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IC
you'd drool over my skills worse than fifty basset hounds
dawg, you'll learn swiftly you can't fuck wit me ask around
look past the clowns, no one on the site...... WILL ADMIT IT
but to get specific or right on this mic you're a real dip shit
damn bro, I see tyranny from this guy I see Ironic Commando
and I'm hot as five comets, it is why I vaumet, you command O
you can't flow, but a fucking Lion would vaumet your hands bro
so stick your fist in your mouth, we're astonished man you blow
and you know you couldn't tell me about bars fag from you cell
dumb as well you wouldn't be hot if you are or have come from hell
some can tell an you can't put anything together I can't pull apart
you rant, I'm full of art, like emergency rooms, I'm full of heart
I might as well throw a comb, I'd brush by you
tight as hell, know it holmes, hush if I were you
my music is so clean, you can stop with the soap operas
you can dream about the music I drop no one watches ya
Oh I got it brah, I'm fucking waiting you pussy from the pond
he was just hating cause he had nothing he jus could speak on
I'll bring the circus through, I will fucking hurt you dude
it means when purpose it true, it fucks with your virtues too
I murk this dude, The thread got crowded only to see the Lion
cause I left seven dead being loud as shit phonies keep trying
I'm too clever fro non-better faker, fucking non-cheddar makers
and you can write on it but c'mon you've never made the paper
you confuse confidence with an arrogant better point of view
you can swear a bit on this gents they will never point at you
you couldn't write anything positive, your skills I'd trash
your real outmatched, and wonder why I killed your ass
a real hit smash is not even possible for you
showed the whole site it's possible to bore too
you couldn't even have the possible fortitude
you shouldn't even rap, do gospel you poor dude

you suck...but seriously...son...you're not hearing me// you stuck in a tyranny..minus the "y"//
the type shit you into be blinding-my-eye// you're lying-to-guys calmin you're straight like winding-roads// you get with bitches with dicks bigger than mine as they are untying-robes// unkindly-flows with a verse that reverse polarity..defying-globes// making your timing-slow..predicting and ducking each of your whinny-blows// you fuck with bros and got a harem of tiny-hoes that arch that back out with a hinney-pose // im a prick that sticks it sick like a grimy-rose// your response a bit late, but you'd still get murdered whatever time-you-chose// my heats clean like shiny-stoves with a gas leak as i erupt-you-hate-it// even though im straight up lush-and-faded still i bust-with-greatness// on a dick you lust-for gayness// you fell off with such force...you crush-the-pavement// ending up in the ER with a weak-heart getting resuscitated// but it wasnt enough-to-make-it ..leaving your fam to pick up your stuff-and-take-it// left you in a cold-room...like a turkey...in a bag..stuffed and naked

i spit-foam i'll make your bitch-groan when i deny-her-dick// i got flyer-spit than post card ads dumped from higher-blimps 8ooo feet above the empire's-tip// im a retired-pimp, you're an admiring simp...well you're more like a hired-temp laid off// meaning you tried to fuck...but that bitch pushed your weight off// i spit grimmer than Himmler and Adolf // and you're attracted to flamers like gay-moths// i think your name's-ross...cause you take a lawse like a victory// are you "kidding-me"?...i think not... you've been my seed...as for mother, 20 years ago...i used to bend-that smeeze...rip off the condom...stick it back in and then-i-sneeze// but it was raw anal...as i recount the smash// so since birth, you've been talkin out-ya-ass, out your snout-is-gas so i aim for your chin and shatter your mouth like windshields// in a head-on...lyrical storm with ungodly form i swarm like hornets in a breeding and eating frenzy// my punch..i'll bring it back past old school and dot that eye like spud Mackenzie// i rap like im off drugs-a-plenty the slugs-i-empty hitting your mothers-titties// the ditch i dug-is-missing your fossil// my colossal flow needs to be bottled and given to those lucky souls who won the lotto// im hostel like a murderous german tourist brothel// my hazardous medical threat is big like novelty checks..so im a pill thats hard to swallow// better guard your model...and i dont mean fine bitches, you nerdy n*gga// your plush figurines getting flushed down the latrine// im mean and bully-mannish// fuck a dark butt? naw...i bag bitches with more ivory than woolly-mammoths..two simultaneous...so im goodly-sammiched// thought you had me in a would-be-panic// even if you brandish and your hood-brings-cannons i'd receive no damage// cause you're just a flash and a bang with no brains and hot air...in other words..the ammo is simply not-there// your woman's teeth is stuck in my cock-hairs//...pushing her from my balls thats only connection to any pain you could ever cause
 
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FIRST OF ALL LET'S DROP AUDIO, 1ST FATAL VERSE ME, THEN IRONIC VERSE ME. ALL THAT TYPING PROLLY MADE YOU FEEL GOOD BUT THAT'S ABOUT IT. IF YOU WERE SUCH A PRO, YOU'D BE WEALTHY, AND YOU BASE MY SKILL OFF ONE DROP AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHY IT TURNED OUT LIKE THAT DO YOU? SO YOU NOT ARMED WITH THE PROPER FACTS BUT THAT'S TYPICAL FROM IGNORANT PEOPLE SO..... SHALL WE USE THE SAME BEAT OR A DIFFERENT ONE, IT'S YOUR CHOICE, BUT I'M GOING TO FUCKING SMOKE BOTH OF YOU. HIT ME UP IM AND WE CAN EXCHANGE A BEAT OR WHATEVER YOU DECIDE. YOU TOO IC, YOU PUSSY.
the problem is...if you cant fuck with my writtens...why should i go out of my way to TEACH myself how to do audio...just for you? i wouldnt do it for fatal...and hes better than you...BY FAR