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Date Posted: 10:28:30 04/07/02 Sun
Author: Napolean***Contract Killaz***$JD$
Author Host/IP: adsl-156-181-69.gsp.bellsouth.net / 66.156.181.69
Subject: THE COLLABORATION OF THE LEADERS OF THA SITE PEEP....ILL AS FUCK

Whisper.......JuVeNiLe DaLiNkWiNtZ......them young ass boys......Felony age 16.......Evidence age 16........
.....Son of Liberty AKA C4 age 17........Napolean AKA Napalm.......age 17........

FeLoNy SpyTs:

hatas start off slow by eating your flesh with verbal acid/
straight battle of words, a lyrical blastin-leavin you washed out and old like recylced plastic/
now that im in with this battlin shit imma come witha style thats drastic/
leaving you with sublimital hits, the dammage is massive/
I'll get at your "father", "son" and leave ur "spirt" un-"holy"/
like a "sinner" in 'hell', my meta4's will 'burn' threw your skull slowly/
while hatas reading my shit they get sprung damn chill its over a.o.l/
yo fags stop jerkin so hard, that kids hands start to swell/
and rhym.. bitch think he 'Harry Potter" the lyrical wizard/
He likes 'WOOD' brooms', white all over his face like he survived a blizzard/
you 'thirsty' for a tittle but half these fags on the board will chop ur rhymes witha razor blade/
u thought u can beat me but now ur sweat commin out green like u drinkin 'hatoraide'/
i know if yall came ill it has to do with a dick, two Bitches(eh hemm) damn put them things 2geather/
the only way you hatas are good is if you gave hoes somthing in return for his verse -oral pleasure/
I to came to bring da real pain to all rapper imposters/
Me beating you is no 'Biggie' like Bad Boys new roster- ya'll heads softer/


EvIdEnCe SpyTs:

revising to the creation make ya mind swirl/ man i got more keys than that alicia girl/ contract killaz really outspoken/ we the killa on boards postin is wat we provoking/ you get stood up like viagra/ provide lyrics so they could fall like niagra/ noone dare to battle this/ cause i got more cells than a catalyst/ i classify flows that to define to modify/ i aint p.diddy but i will leave u satisfied/ rebel against whack melody/ federals leave evidence laughin histericaly/ its explicit/ so definte realistic/ i crack my rhymes like coke so you could sniff it/ my lyrics expose death that lies/ rulers of the board like my name was demise/ FeLoNy can hand the mic down to evidence/ then pass it to "son of liberty" hes shit never irrelevant/ undemandable/ crash crews thats undependable/ produce rhymes inherit mcs like a canibal/
i make boy meets world like mr feenie/ you couldnt even rock tha mic if you was tag teamin with beanie/

SoN-Of-LiBeRtY SpyTz:

yo yo yo yo yo

spittin out hot rhymes reppin JuVeNiLe DaLiNkWiNtZ/
takin ur money then playin u like a sports agents/
this the son of liberty/
if the dayspits aint nice/
we gon light up the night/
we rhymes that be hype/
yo me and u will get along fine when u realize im god/
if not blow up ur spot throw u in space and fuck the pod/
be4 this happened u looked up and seen my rod/
yo my rhymes are so sick got me green like kermit the frog/
rip you out the frame like roger rabbit/
then drop u off on sunday like a fuckin bad habit/
rip any nigga il but slow/
dont rush the night away like k-ci and jojo/
oh and how i 4get bout my nigga relentless/
gonna rip every nigga till the day of his final rest/
yo i eat niggas rhyme and shit on them on him afta i digest/
yo i spit hot rhymes like acid/
they come to me so quick they the new meanin of rapid/
throw deadly rhymes that be venomous/
hey gon put us in juvi just for rippin wit evidence/
have u flyin in to cliffs like kama-kaze/
rippin fast like method man in rockwilder/
especially like redman on that track on fire/
i like the the term of kindess/
instead have u on ur knees sayin yes your highness/
cuttin u up like the nights of the round table/
ur shit fold up like a bad record label/
knew diss when i read his raps to me its a influence/
but me and easy seep through u like intrusion/
im filled with invorgaration/
give me a beat and it promised to be lacin/
ur rhymes are weak like swv/
you couldnt rock the mic like this nigga felony/
do it smooth like beethovens moonlight sonata/
spit hot rhymes like mantle trust there aint nothin on earth that hotta/
flowin fast like the nile flows water/
u spittin rhymes on a corner/
all u got was a quater/
trust me nigga ur carrer is ova/

NaPoleaN SpyTz:

When im on tha mic, i blast and spit hotta than volcanoes/
then come to ya hood and rip out cha heart like cano/
put tha chrome in ya mouth, and unclog you like drano/
i rip you so much you cant get stitched up with needle and thread/
i wet you so much you be at ya boys house and still wet ya own bed/
i clap you so hard we call you round-of-applouse/
when i spit im cleanin up all tha dirty laundry on tha board so round-up ya- drouse(underwear for yall that aint in tha know)/
im so hot afta my song, tha radio says staion identification, its time ta pause/
my rhymes is like a bleedin steak, bout as raw as it gets/
after my flow pierces you dead ya daughta wants ta know whats next/
im tha first dirty south cracka to come out tha ghetto/
husltin so im foldin money and toatin heavy metal/
my so hot you refer to em as tha core-of tha-earth/
if my rhymes was out in space they still be tha core-of this-verse/
you be lyin dead flat in a coffin in tha core-of ya-hearse/
i got mo bars than snickers so if you hungry why wait/
gimme tha money and ill write it and throw it ona plate/
then wit rhymes this raw you get sick if you bite/
but if you bite then resite/
and whateva else you like/
contract killaz check it mothafucka our rhymes is real/
we dont steal/
check tha name bitch we do nothin but kill/
Napolean tha name and tha shit be original/
shit i dont let bitas in just cats wit origi-SKILL/
fuck trained tought because i trained his thought/
i aint seen no more tha 2 weak rhymes you brought/
and lil famous you aint big but ill kill you, put you on tha news, and make you a-LIL FAMOUS/
you want beef with any of tha CK then you just name us/
they put me at tha bottom cause they wanna save tha best fa last/
and my rhymes get ya mind so fucked UP they make you fall DOWN on ya ass/
ITS MOTHAFUCKIN OVA GODDAMN IT!!!!!!!

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