[Mr.Bboy]

use will over might, the big fish ya'll minnows use pillows to fight,
this skill is foreal ya'll wanna deal 'n mode'll widow ya wife..


emcees battle more cats then dogs, so it's just another catastrophe/
you keep asking me why i'm acting free, it's cause i've mastered frees/
it's all a mastery, but to them its a mystery turned into a misery/
like a nursery rhyme, i'll be the big toe runnin' all the way to victory/
it hurts to see, that mostly only the big shots are only half a whole/
the other half of the hole, is either stolen, broke non spoken or sold/
as i'm speaking listen to the tone of this killing reference/
the only emcee alive would have to have a death sentence/

[Mode]

as i'm speaking listen to the tone of this killing reference/
the only emcee alive would have to have a death sentence/

i suffer from stress tension, this rap shit is just a rush for me,
to write just aint enough for me, i'm the guy you say it sucks to be,
the mic it make the hunger leave, you could say i'm addicted,
drop bars with the strangest precision, aim 'n convicion,
break from the chains of this prison, guess it's plain that i'm gifted,
sick like contaigious conditions, but none can relate to the symptoms...

[Mr.Bboy]

break from the chains of this prison, guess it's plain that i'm gifted,
sick like contaigious conditions, but none can relate to the symptoms...


they call me STD, because i'm so damn Sick To Death/
because one blow from your girl, and she's out of her last breath/
throw up the disease, tired of sickness this quickness is too slow/
more flow to make bitches make this sentence less blown/
own more ill people then Aids, i made HIV jealous, kill fellas/
and the ladies Have It Vicious and there just scared to tell us/
too veracious to contain us, so i'll leave the clap a laughing chance/
this is my last dance, so the cancer you've got, it's just another prance/

[bBoY G-RaF]

my rep spreads faster than cancer in your bloodstream//
and sleep must be reality because im living my dream//
im sick of the tats money and grills in the mainstream//
its infecting the system but the underground has the antidote//
a cure for all our ailments, theres no need for life support//
we dont need charts to tell us whos best//
this is my first post in FSS, lets see whos next//

[Creole.Kid]

we dont need charts to tell us whos best//
this is my first post in FSS, lets see whos next//

my inflammatory freestyle will swell up your brain//
make you insane, killin cats, bitches and lames//
you say to refrain, but i keep spittin that hot shit//
leave other cats knowin that they never can stop this//
givin you that raw style like i was sushi//
and i'm tight keepin rhymes phat like john belushi//
i may hurt ya feelings but ya never can sue me//
someone else get on this mic, cuz i'm finished, i'm through g//

[Mr.Bboy]

i may hurt ya feelings but ya never can sue me//
someone else get on this mic, cuz i'm finished, i'm through g//

gonna hurt the next person who rhymes more brutally/
break these idiots make 'em usefully more beautifully/
all of it is just justified, must we try to act hard all the time?/
real emcees bring it hard no matter what line, even online/


haha

[Creole.Kid]

all of it is just justified, must we try to act hard all the time?/
real emcees bring it hard no matter what line, even online/

and though i bring the hard flows, i still can get lyrical//
raw hysterical, creatively blessing the mic like a miracle//
literally bringing the light like i was fiber optics//
takin my flows into the cosmics, almost lost it//
mental backflips, rhymes worth more than hot stock tips//
they call me mr. wiggles cuz i'm always known to pop shit//

[DeCypher]

they call me mr. wiggles cuz i'm always known to pop shit//
And I'm always know to drop sick, malevolent while rockin' out
Been constantly stoppin' spits like a bad case of cotton mouth
My act is madness so think twice before your raps get damaged
'Cause I collect my power from more sources than Captain Planet
So if what you're demanding is sweet, then I'll be slamming your teeth
With more flavorful flows than what you think you're landing as heat
My groups banding is deep able to vanquish any lamb that we seek
Drinkin' blood from our blades before the weapons we brandish are sheathed

[Voyce]

"My groups banding is deep able to vanquish any lamb that we seek
Drinkin' blood from our blades before the weapons we brandish are sheathed"

When V speaks be pleased, my knowledge is far from acknowledged/
I abolish the homage, get more brains then hoes mixed in with college/
My raps a probable cause, leavin' jaws shut n' covered in gauze/
Hearin' ooh's and aahhs, flawless like battlin' the Wizard of Oz/
Cuz when it comes to temptin' fate, the fate is where I lead it/
I'm a devil in heaven's gate, cuz I like my horizon scenic/
Believe it......come with the thoughts not bought from any human/
Battle V? I'll leave ya more ruined then the nose of Patrick Ewing/

[DeCypher]

Believe it......come with the thoughts not bought from any human/
Battle V? I'll leave ya more ruined then the nose of Patrick Ewing/
I got the magic spewing, my blade'll slash ya mind
I enchanted my local beach and premade the sands of time
My line's sickness makes high witches look like lite wicked
When I spit with an eye twitchin' and mind twisted
I exonerate the snitches and then nominate the viscious
Rappin' in all leather, 'cause my skills dominate you bitches

[Voyce]

"I exonerate the snitches and then nominate the viscious
Rappin' in all leather, 'cause my skills dominate you bitches"

As you dominate, i'll disintegrate the bitches in ditches/
Integrate the riches of dissin, and burn down all of the bridges/
Complex nucleur fission, incorporate the blast to my mission/
Intellect spittin the visions, writin' words only people could listen/
Voyce a citizen of rap, a straight menace on the knee of ya lap/
Freein' as I'm keyin' this crap cuz the key is my fingers like typin' the facts/
I'm hype, layin' the low life strife from my life n' turn it into positives/
Ya'll don't even know what knowledge is, I hope you finally acknowledged it/

[DeCypher]

Ya'll don't even know what knowledge is, I hope you finally acknowledged it/
And they couldn't consume facts if they found a book and swolled it
Like another sheep in the heard they just find a track and follow it
I'm just being honest, shit, flip text from the deep tip, spit sickness
Ya'll serve beef, I split dishes, always rock-in' the mic like Sid Viscious
My lips livid, speakin' with hatred breathin' and screamin' to break it
I'm evil as Satan and I'll pop up where ever you go like a beast in the Matrix
A piece a me's sacred but you're to weak to inherit the speech that I cheerish
I preach to the merits that agree I'm a veteran to keep in ya spirits

[Voyce]

"I preach to the merits that agree I'm a veteran to keep in ya spirits"

So sick in this ballgame they call Voyze Lou Gherig/
A king among queens, the man against an heiress/
How these blasts feel, ya'll been gun killed/
Always threat but never bomb, like Kim Jung IL/
Clear the dust vets, all of ya'll skills is suspect/
Before I go Tonka on ya kids, like toy truck sets/
Then ya'll be screamin' please let go my legos/
The egg goes crack, but my cracks already said so/

[DeCypher]

The egg goes crack, but my cracks already said so
They say D has the best flow, I'm known on the east and the west coast
I'm a beast in the flesh yo, that'll put a cease in your head flow like releasin' a tech blow
Complete with a death show, slashin' with sabers 'til faces are torn to pieces
I was born for heatin', let loose and scorn the heathens just for my war's appeasement
A whore for weaklings, tearin' 'em limb from limb like a chicken barbeque
I'm a star to you, but what you find as a challenge I don't find hard to do

[Anghellic]

I'm a star to you, but you find as a challenge I don't find hard to do

- DeCypher

I scar n shoot, like a bullet that rips tissue,
n leave you like a murderer in a family....
not one of dem will miss you,
Im a Bar n Flow-Tologist, Angel got doctorate, (doc-ter-rat)
get money expert i guess im'a holic, Tap;
the hammer n leave my mark like a blacksmith,
n' leave ya prince freshly charred, like that black smith,
get smacked quick from mac clips get ya face back; twist,
fists flyin n fryin pans till ya back snatched mashed ta' shit,
this rap tip is simple so it's truth there's no equal,
leave em n the 'desert' buried bodied from the 'eagle'