I'm here to wring necks
Cha Ching sets
so bring bets
I wreck vets accross decks n mic checks it's not complex it's like there's no wrong sex and I'm coming for your mom next
you post like song text and I read like bomb specs
it's like you either gotta be beyond stupid or a rocket scientist
I'm speaking true kid, you talk shit trying this.

emcees like atoms get split quick like
I'm turning broken ribs into chicks... trip
no matter how holey can't get a hold of me
attemptin be mis representin
this shit isn't heaven
so no matter how much repentin'
my worst verse will still deny you redemption
as i was Practically God.... didn't I mention?

my two Pence Gold
silence the volume spitting webdings in bold
thinking they said things untold
I'm telling yeah last time someone tried it I hit the
Stop Drop Laugh My Ass Off and Rolled

I like the rhyme scheme in this piece.

Rhme-ing through. Pretty effective.

Nice job.

In Peace,
SoulAquarius

remember me ass hole, when you tried to play me with your fake ass wolves crew back in 2001 or 2002. i always wondered u used to respond to my post like yeah wabbit ur shit was dope and then u tried to diss and shit what's up with that.

you are talking about something that is 4 years old at least and wasn't shit to begin with.

Anything anybody else said to you is on them we are all autonomous here. Whatever it was I said to you that you've held on to for this long, I sincerely apologize, let it go.

I probably only spat at you out of some level of respect for your skill and certainly only gave props to you ever for the same reason.

I don't want to offend you again but seriously what you just did here now is probably the most whack shit I've seen on OKP as far as beef goes and I hang in GD these days.


"remember me" who are you.. that kid on the block who shows up with his daddies gun to catch a murder rap? GTFOHWTBS

wack, i was only asking a question. i'm sorry for coming off like that
but i was just wondering what sparked the beef back in the day, but there u go with the dissing shit again

you're kidding yourself.

I don't remeber what sparked it back in the day except that I would often spit in good fun at heads I thought were worth it, I suspect you probably took serious offense to something and came back something like calling me an asshole just now so.. I'd assume it went from there.. if you don't have beef then it's quashed, if you do you are alone becasue I don't give a shit... I'm amazed you think about it at all

Peace and respect.

that's sooo lame.

i mean shit, give it up.

...safe to say I've seen e-fucking-NOUGH for today.

*picks head up off floor*

*goes back to GD*

oh well i guess i'll go back to watching reruns of 227
you know Regina King was fine back in 86' and still is.

is benson and and the fresh prince behind you somewhere looking to make a come back

NO..

THEN SHIT.. FUCK OFF

least everyone else knows their limits

1988 senior year, garvey high
Where all the guys were corny but the girls were mad fly
Loungin with the tipster, coolin with sha
Scopin out the honeys - they know who they are
I was the b-ball playin fly rhyme sayin
Fly girl gettin but never was I sweatin
Cause when it came to honeys I would go on a stroll
Until I met my match - her name was flo
Yeah - I messed around with the one called flo
All the troopers round the way used to call her a ho
But deep down in my heart I knew that flo was good to go
Cause I thought it was me - like bell biv devoe
But little did I know that she was playin with my mind
The only thing I learned is, good girls are hard to find
I feel like heavy d I need somebody for me
Not someone whos mind is blank and tryin to juice me for my bank
Swingin with my main man lucky behind my back
What type of crap is that - yo, hows about a smack?
Word life, I cant front - thought I was all that
But now it seems, I met my match
Was a stone cold lover, you couldnt tell me jack
Settlin down with one girl, wasnt tryin to hear that
I had tonya, tamika, sharon, karen
Tina, stacy, julie, tracy
Used ta love em, leave em, skeeze em, tease em
Find em, lose em - also abuse em
My whole attitude was new day, next hon
And believe it or not, they all got done
Well here comes flo, with the crazy whip appeal
And Im all true man, like alexander oneal
Is this really love, then again, how would I know
After all this time tryin to be a superhoe
She finally played me, but yo, Id find another
Cause I got the crazy game and yo, Im smooth like butter

Chorus: q-tip

Butter, like butter baby . . .
Not no parkay, not no margarine,
Strickly butter baby, strictly butter

Verse two: phife dawg

I remember when,
Girls were goodie two shoes, but now they turned to freaks
Allofasudden we love you phife - ease of ho, my names malik
Phife this, phife that, where you goin, where you at
These girls dont know me from jack, yet I feel like the mack
You didnt want me then, so hon, dont want me now
Here, here - take the towel, wipe off your brow
And take the ccontact out your eye, youre far from lookin fly
You get an e for effort, and t for nice try
Now tell me whats the reason, for dyin your hair
Slum village gold still danglin in your ear
You barely have a neck but still sportin a rope
Four-finger ring just so phifer can scope
You looked in the mirror, didnt know what to do
Yesterday your eyes were brown but today they are blue
Your whole appearance is a lie and it could never be true
And if you really loved yourself then you would try and be you
If your hair and eyes were real, I wouldnt have dissed ya
But since it was bought, I had to dismiss ya
If you cant achieve it, then why not try and weave it
If you cant extend it then you might as well suspend it
If you cant braid it, best thing to do is fade it
I asked who did your hair and you tell me diane made it
If you were you and just you, talk to you, maybe
But I cant stand, no bionic lady
Tryin hard to look fly, but yo, youre lookin dumber
If I wanted someone like you I woulda swung with jamie summers
You wanna be treated right, see father mc
Or check ralph tresvant, for sens-a-tiv-i-ty
See I am not the one, I got more game than parker brothers
Phife dog is on the mic and Im smooth like butter . . .

no not no parkay NOT no MARGARINE
STRICTLY BUTTER BABY STRICTLY BUTTER
Have a nice day

aight aight, i'm feeling that
how bout this

I'm a rap scientist/
other artists, BLASPHEMISTS/
speaking wrong on the GOD is disastrous/
earth quakes through cities cause MONSTEROUS/
results like GODZILLA stepped through/
at an helicopter's view/
i use my binoculars to see crews/
rapping bullshit/
1 shot split/
craniums like JOHN F KENNEDY, most sick/
metaphors to hit the concrete/
blood all over the street/
ideas and concepts spilled in non-discrete/
structures, ya'll better BACK SPACE as i DELETE/
all competition leaks/
blood, smell so nasty it reaks/

hot flow man all the way around