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HATE - Pedro

posted: 07-23-2002 08:52 PM

TaLi RodrigueZ
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A
Bunch
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Instru
Mentals

Topical Battle Vs. Ill Fated...
Topic: Moments Before Execution.

Finally At The End Of The Road Of My Life Sentence. This Distance Was My Life Ending. Sight Beggining, Film Of The Green Mile. Mind They Thought Was Hurting But Was Just Concealing A Freestyle. That I Would Speak While They Watched My Death. As I Traveled That Hatefull Path I Locked My Breath And Stopped A Sec, Then Refused To Drop A Step. Freedom, That's What I Got To Rep. To A Cop Who Felt, He Controled My Moves Soon Was Over-threw. Got Back On My Shoes, To Stroll The Cold Chipping Floor Till I Entered Doors, That Were Worn From Souls Which Enter But Never Leave. Still Shackled So It Made It Difficult To Breathe. Sifting Through The Beams Of Staring Eyes Of Those Who Care To Cry Thinking It's Not Fair That I Have To Be There With God. Or Those Eyes That Burn My Flesh. Got Me Worried I Won't See The Injection Cause I Might Burn To Death. As They Turn They Heads Scared To Watch What They Came To See. Hoping This Will Give Them Satisfaction But They Only Bring Me Peace ! I Walked In Alone So They Place More Restraints On Me. Strap Me Down With Leathers. They Happy Now But My Soul Won't Be Down Forever ! Soon I Hear The Sounds Of Shutting. Tubes Now Realeasing Fluid Life I'm Seeing It Ruined As Death Creeps Into It. My Wife
Screaming "Please Don't Do It !". But The Venom Ignores Please, And For My Past Attitude It Scorns Me But Wrongly. They Have Allowed Me To Speak Hoping I'll Say I'm Sorry. But That Won't The Way I Was Raised So Praise My Mommy, Then I Began To Flow My Parting Words...

As My Parting My Words,
I Want Ya'll To Know You Starved My Hurt,
And I Ain't Sorry For,
What I Did,
But Something Has,
Ate Away At My Soul,
But Only When I Spent Days In The Hole,
Loneliness,
But Your Making Sure I Won't Be Alone Again....

Time Of Death 5:01...

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Hate

posted: 12-02-2002 03:40 PM

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Dis To Anyone

*Takes a Deep Breath*
HALF AMIL ?, you spitting lyrics backwards still ?,-
just because you changed your name, don�t mean you gained fame, like main-stream,-
get you post trashed, like deletion,-
just another baby learning, I see my words, you must be teething,-
come on, why did you except the challenge ?,
got killed, like a Hindu battling, with cattle�s kid,-
like you fighting, I don�t spit, it gets splattered quick,-
slinging like P�s interacting fists, I win, your dick riders gone be protesting like gay-activists,-
Go ahead, hide, like CD�s I track shit, leave you static, UN-movable, Shang Tsung, I consume your soul,-
no life lurks within this dead carcass, ignite beef like sparks did,-
you know, restaurants, No PeDrO, is that your best response ?, keep inhaling my flow, your chest get stomped, I test the comp,-
Bring the CO-Defendants, all they�ll have left, is a short code of remembrance, cause my temperament is imminent,-
I�m not taking this abusive behavior, or I�ll produce the flava that will take ya like our savior,-
Only when its time though, keep hiding, I�ll find, till your rhymes show, spitting land mines, cause you mind blown,-
like the tour this the word of mouth, deaf emcee�s even heard�em out, you a weak fighter, and that hurt the bout,-
People don�t even read your verse like blind folks, but they can see mines, I shine most, definite,-
COURSE TITLE: Battling, you just got a F IN IT,-
*FILTER says one word*
that�s about your breaths extent,
lungs removed, by hungry dudes, looking for food, that�s why I am KaVorKiAN, Tearing your tissue, wondering, where I stick the fork-in,-
Me ?, come weak ?, it has happened, look at my battle with sincere, but never again, will I come like that while rapping,-
I�ve had the illest of teachers, but it don�t matter, you won�t remember after I beat ya, and you post in other threads, what happened, I pop in, AMNESIA!
*Amnesia Sets In*

heres som mo, this was just some bullshit i key'd i dissed was chattin wit, sorry abs,lol

Take A Deep Breath,.,.
setups, get messed up, like pagans at nativity scenes,-
your flows are ups drivers in a broke down trucks, can�t deliver these means,-
posting fragments, no themes, flowing my lyrics like Drano till your throats clean,-
of the wackness residue, I�m your superior with curses, I always get the best of you,-
verses, addressed with flu, leave you submersed in, why?, your crew trusted you,-
now there down in the standings, like crippled kids,-
change names, I�ll still drop the same thing, you got rippled with,-
got comps freezing like wheezing and your breathing, after you hear PeDrO engage the flow,
trash the post, like deletion,-
scared I�m gone take your whole crew down in ranks, pound ya straight,-
ya�ll animated voices, sounding fake,-
Who are you again?, I�ve never seen you on the boards,-
Are you ten?, have you even looked in your mind and retrieved rhymes before?,-
obviously not because of your most recent threads, you definitely not a veteran, or even a decent head,-
But still, you try to challenge and match wits, battling me and I trash scripts, smash tips, of the pen you used to write your letters,-
Careful what you say to PeDrO and in what case, for you might upset us,-
dent ya face, till your dentures placed, in the improper position,-
I always come hard, your team leader ABS couldn�t stop this collision,-
ya�ll all fake like an ABSTRACT VISION,-
couldn�t bust on me if you was a windshield in a car accident, you will lose to me, and I won�t forget,-
cause like a CD I keep TRACK of this shit,-
now you�ve seen my lines, you going to Microsoft, and write it all, for later use, ya�ll like step child�s,-
Hate abuse !, you always left behind, intake the fumes,-
spilling fluids, to leave you in ruins, by igniting flames, charred from brightened drains(flows),-
you wanted to battle I said one thing!, I spit degrees of heat, why didn�t you bring your sun screen !?!,-
Exhale, Exhale,.,. Vibrating tongues, baking lungs !,~

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posted: 12-02-2002 03:47 PM

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Hate vs Heart vs. Unreal

Ayo I Respect You Cause You Know Your Not Real, Check Ya Name !
Calling Me Out? Just Pulling Death Like Bullets When Weapons Aimed !
Heart's Chest Get Maimed, Left In Pain, No Way You Can Win-Dow !
Throw In The Towel On Fake, Cause I Spit Anthrax When I Send Post's !
Getting Close ?, Just Cause We Talked On Aim Don't Let It Go To Heart !
Claiming Vet Now-A-Days, With A Molded Art? Blown To Parts !
So Onslaught, Can Spread Over Blunt's Battle Forums !
Splatter Organs, Till Doctors Have To Battle For Them !
Retract Ya Loss Kid, Or Edit That Trash You Brought To The Thread !
Can't Say What You Mean, But I'll Show The Thoughts In Ya Head !
Paused From The Dread, Showing You Only Beating Hard With Fear !
Nobody Throws Their Hands Up, Ya Style Ain't At All Revered !
Ya Losses Real, It's Ironic Un, Nobody Get's Your Point !
Elevated ? Kid, With A Mic You Couldn't Lift Your Voice !
Get Ya Boys, My Fist Is Palmed, But You Only Get Glenn Close !
Knock Out Ya Teeth, Give Them And Bruises Out For Momentos !
Shins Fold, Can't Hold Up The Weight, You Claimed To Have !
Punches Not Working Out For You, Ya Blade Is Wack, Change Ya Staff !
Afraid To Cast, Ya Name In My Lines The Way You Rock The Mic !
Only After I Break Your Bars, Will You Be Caught In That Spot Of Light !
Dropping Might, Cause You Dont' Even Know, If You Can Handle Heart !
Like Love relationships With Hate, UnReal, So It's Not There To Dismantle Ya'll !

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posted: 12-02-2002 03:51 PM

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Hate vs. Lone Star

I�m Gone Try To Spit How Ya�ll "Lame" Cats Been Winning From�Not Real Battling, But Aight !

Your Punches Ain�t Blacking Out Eyes If You Was Bringing Pains,
In Many Methods !
Claiming To Be Off The Chain,
But You Couldn�t Even Bend A Necklace !
STAR Can�t Win,
Respect It !
His Boy Can Get Married,
He Still Won�t Be One Of The Best Men !
Even Though He�s Injecting Steroids Into His Rectum,
He Can�t F*ck Up His Battle Opponent�s !
Only Way He Can Win Is If He Rides,
And Gets Into The Voters Like Straddling Poses !
With Spray Cans Is The Only Way His Strap Will Get Golden !
My Kicks Cracking Ya Shins, And Leaving Them Folded !
So You Know That You Don�t Run This,
Or Carry Weight In H�s League !
When Your Bar�s Fail, I
t�s Diminishing Smiles Like Faces Fatigued !
You Getting Treated Racist With me,
Cause This Ain�t The Place Your Supposed To Be !
Leave Blunts, And Register At Rapmusic !
Cause They Used To Being Stupid,
Hiding They Action Verbs,
Trying To Ask Who�s First !
F*ck Rules, Limits, Hype, Max. And Min.,
You Ain�t Cracking Men
If You Was A Homosexual-Maximus !
You just Rapping With,
A Cracked Lens You Won�t See A Win Kid !
Like Semen Was In This,
Cause Voters Don�t Vote Like They Did To Begin With,
So Everybody Who Votes Against Me I Know Is Just Another Bitch That PORNSTAR Has Been With !
I Mean C�Mon,
He�s Scared Of Me,
But Still His Cringed Wrist�s,
Can�t Produce Thin Scripts ! (Tight)
Only Books With Thousands Of Pages !
Then H Get In That A*s And Make You Get Out This League While I�m Wild�n With Phrases !(Prepositional)
STAR Can Only Let Me Spit And Cage It,
And Hope It�s Contagious To Create His Ill Bars !
With Helium Filled Cars You Ain�t Moving Up The Road To Victory !
You Prewriting,
H Ain�t In Your Verse Like I Won�t Feeling It Or This Just A Mystery !
Time To End IT,
This Blunt Master Got This Battle On Sure-Lock !(Sherlock)
Now You Ain�t Got The HEART To Win,
Like You Got No Skin To Hold It In And You Took Your Shirt Off !
That�s My Flow,
Now The Crowds About To Hit The Wave So Surf�s Up ! (LMAO)

REP VA!!!!!!!!!!!

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posted: 12-02-2002 03:54 PM

TaLi RodrigueZ
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Shaddup

This is not a Deep Post...Just some don't fukk around shit...

Don�t Compare Me, No Ones on my level, Psalms From Devils, Keep my Bombs Incredible, With Intensity,
Here To Pinch and Beat, Emcees Till they Clenching Seats, Drenched and wreak, Intentionally with lighter fluid,
Invite Your Crew in, And douse the place, Talking you Phat, You must be speaking about your waist, You don�t wanna battle so get Out my face,
Like Pigments, When you Been Benched, Cause you shocked like you won�t wack, Verse Couldn�t Be on Point On a Coned Track, Don�t even start your Engine,
Theirs a border between ill and weak you won�t cross like Ripped apart immigrants, You the same Cause ya must have lost some ligaments, Cause you claim not to feel my scripts,
Leave you with Prosthetics after I peel ya hips, As You lose some of that Pretty Hot and tempting Format,
I Storm Tracks, Make Battles Delay With raw raps, H Mauls Tracks Cause you Can�t De-claw cats, We Have substitutes above your Crew,
I Point it up and shoot, Just to fire up your members, Cutting up you herbs Screaming Timber, Remember !
Were the Vets, Who put fear in chests, Cause ya notice your lack of wind, In a battle kid, you get tackled then, Placed in the morgue,
Like Frozen Drawers, but ya�ll the only ones with there necks rapped with a chord, And lungs cracked With a Sword, so like Phones with no dial, Don�t call me out !
Just know you Couldn�t Handle me, even if ya took the Ballers Route !

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