Poisonous unknown tonic, making newbie emcees vomit / This shit's atomic, hitting hard, smoke suckers like chronic / Word to my brothers 'Kash and Dez V, you supersonic / Leave these fucking haters with craters the sizea comets / Props to all the people dropping hot shit in the cypher / Leave the whack emcees looking for a change of diaper.

And a big "Fuck you" to all you punks who got hate / Reckon you rule the forum, thinkyour flows are so great / My record; 3-0, one win, two K-Os / These suckers step to battles, tryina mess with the pros / Well, a little advice, next time you challenge, consider this: / If you ain't on the cypher, then bitch, you ain't shit...

peace.

(soz bout the edit, sp)

From soviet to me, infest, check the red army / Stomping this, 'fessin up shit on raps more whack than a Republican Communist Party / Damn right them suckers unoriginal / One battle verse and two cypher spits tonite, I still packing new material / Sucker emcees think that this all just about battle / Raise the fucking flag, hear the microphone shatter / Spit this toxic shit, make y'all glow in the dark / Like Chernobyl, we radio-act on these fucking retards

as i appear my fears are blown up wit tears
the ideas, im ready to take this on wit 6 gears
speeding lyrics, conversating your ears
i love this shit it brings me to tears,
i hope u dont mind me celebratin this new years

from chernobyle to moville breakdance.com MC's represent global>
no reverse 6 gears keap ya moble>
this verse so ill it make ya leak mo-bile>
fiends glowin in the dark, curse and appear mo-vile>
swirling lyrics converse and beguile>
who will and wont pass this cypher thread trial>
you lifer's up, take you walk down green mile>
electric chair blows you brain leave ya dead with a smile>
eternaly happy cause ya went out wit style>

yo Ima wild out switch the style now
enough killins in the cypher the death toll
I dont think could get no higher
so Its time ta set a blaze n light a fire
to burn these bodies ta ashes
cuz they've bin stackin for awhile now
shit, seems like everybodies battlein
and I'm just rappin cleanin up there mess
call me daniceone I'm uppin the thread
D's tighter then a nuns cunt whats fuckin with Dez
and I'm back up in this like I never left
so if ya wanna step ya gonna get wrecked
cuz im on the edge again trippin
so anybody dissins gonna get hit
n bitch I aint kiddin I'm even hittin woman
so ya better shut ya lip cuz this is how Im rippin
n what a fuckin trip this shits so sicknen
cuz yall cant fuck with this ya minaswell quit spittin
well this was time well spent in thread liftin
uppin the thread again cuz this shit'll never end
except for right now cuz I'm gonna press send
but before I leave yo I got a question
cuz I wanna know whos gonna be
the next ta step in and rep with dez
in the freestyle cypher thread

pE@[e

[razorbrain]

spittin hard from the head, free's are are hot, so stop- drop- roll/
rock knots from the top: when i stop is unknown//
the cypher warfare, yall soldiers skills more than just rise/
with me, my ammo's deep; fuck teeth, im armed to the eyes!//
and never lie when i rhyme; make hits with truth- slingin- spits/
Ruth- freaking-Less* with it, thinkin a brother just rude- talkin- shit//
Iron mics for life! ALWAYS represent my crew/
to the very end, my friendsalways down with you//
pistols some rock, but my swords rip through tissues/
bitches group like subscriptions, but alone, ya couldnt raise a issue//
always could tell from my style that when i flow its insane/
the sword swingers back, its time to put back my grip on the game...///

*the word is ruthless..just put freakin in there to continue the flow, is case ya aint know..
anyways lets keep this up im back on her and wildin out

Insane styles can't get past these dudes armour / Swinging blades, dishing out rude and potent Kharma / Righteous shit, even subdued the Dali Lama / Amputate limbs like we packing katanas/ Forcing kings and nobles to work as pig farmers / Enlighten emcees to a state of nirvana /

these rap cats got no game
like tryin ta rap when there Kirt Cobaine
but yo I control this whole Domain
like the USA controls cocaine
Im deadly with this swordsmanship
so yall'll get hit wit multiple hits
shit, n you wont even notice it
and even though I wrote this quik
its so sick yall quote this shit
and wont step you'll skip this test
like a broken disc ya hopeless bitch
your worthless trash these perfect raps
make cats nirvous I rap furious



pE@[e>

[Anaktix]

Delirous? Naw, I'm completely coherent/
He serious? Yeah you'll know when ya hear it/
Ya must be near spit cuz raps is getting watery/
Slaughtering flows but Mic Clutchas outta be/
Concerned with their thoughts, yall really gotta see/
What a true emcee can do with one or two thoughts, it's astonishing/
It seems that flow gettin sold for free, while punchlines charge a fee/
Feel me and check ya words please cuz these newbies killin me.

[razorbrain]

yall fillin these, weak cats with venom after i left 'em like swiss cheese/ stick to net posts, cuz ya pen and pad does nothin but waste trees//
collected the raw energy that the cypher generated/
channeled it through my sword mic; Slaying all those who is hatin//
we intelligent, and to quote me "what yall rap about now is too irrelevant"/
we dont blow up the spot in here man, we blast it right to the sediment//
cypher dogs are my dogs, kickin hard shit like steel clogs/
and still jog, right on on ya face till you lookin lik a real dog!//
gave you a love with crazy glue, but ya still aint caught on/
how i get bicthes that cant get online, but they see my D***K and log on//
too much wordplay for free:want more lessons? well ya gotta pay/
MY back slashes crash battle rappers, while i can simply walk away///

joy crashes when back slashes>
steal clashes an leaves you wit skin flayed>
words fade>
writtin raps in the dark, nerves frayed>
quickly advancin, learnin tricks of the trade>
I got it made>
diggin graves with a spade>
poppin pills home-made pump adrenaline at raves>
harlaquins laugh, deap within caves>
freedom fighters save slaves>

***
Depraved emcees enslaved, chained to they pen and a blank page / Time to commence the lesson in what's commonly called rage / Take notes; coz these words'll never stick in my throat / I shoot from the hip, I'd sooner muthafuckin die than choke. / Nails on the blackboard, I'm killing your ears / Lets talk math-e-matics, I'm the sum of your fears...
***

Yo soviet what's "a 73"?

here's some math for ya trig to be exact>
if you subtract these tears from the tangent of your fears>
an multiply it by these lyrics pourin in your ears>
you'll find its the pen thats chained to you>
wack emcees aint even got a clue>
smack emcees wit ill shit, leave em black an blue>

btw,
whats wrong with 73%?
Your parents expect a lot. =P

"smack emcee's wit ill shit, leave em black n' blue"



Ima amazinly Wild when CRASHIN threw
FREE BASS'n Styles I rap for you
I SPEED in and CRACK the CUT
peeps see me start actin up
cuz how I ROCK they know its nice
and I wont stop I'll flow for life
so put this in your PIPE n SMOKE
before tha sword mic cuts ya throat

pE@[e.

The Hang, and Dezzy V on the M I C / Slittin' necks, on a killing spree / Suckers can get we spit shit so freely / These emcees in unity / beyond sanity, breaking the barriers and boundaries / as the heart slows in ya chest and ya laid to rest / you ascend to a higher state of clarity /