oh dudes lyrically stuck.. what you grindin for a buck?? can't think right.. cuz you a stupid fuck.. ya body jus might end up in the back of my truck.. wastin' time? naw you wastin' mine.. on the thread kickin' those soft rhymes.. but i'll let you go if it's your bedtime..
damn u wack..battle knoc in ur shack...cause u dont' wanna see me attack...ill just holla at the girls that i wanna mack
yo this is ridiculously gay as i freestyle and typin it off my head im currently thinking of things that rhyme with lead yea im a cool freestyler errr whatever im gonna put it down now before it gets all clown like makin a fool of myself and by the way ya'll should be in schools yo it aint cool to skip yea i rule! i pity da foo!
^ ang u should leve the freestyling to us...hahhaa..how about u go to skooool..we too coool for skoool
ahahaha dope ish.. Ang comin' off the top outta nowhere.. Pity da foo!!! -lol You are now officially my fav. mod... ahahaha -lol... Can't wait for verse two..
"guest appearance by the dannmeister" now now kids dont be hatin' no need to resort to fightin' cuz all the dep gais holla at me, they be faintin' y'all think youre badasses with ur 24s and 26s, you gotta do better, so go get new fixes only dep gais, leng luis, korean and nippon chicks holla at me, they be rollin' on my 48s ya see. do math, (24, 26 < 48), feces so dont be tryin' cuz in the end, y'all only gonna be cryin' either way, y'all lose to my pimpin' featurin' the dannmeister dis be his only and last appearance on the freestylin' thread later, bitches
Ecko comin' back to rip this Dann's pussy ass won't come back makin excuses.. Scared my nigga Ang's gon ban him for his rhymes.. hollerin' at hurt bitches.. he ain't fukin' with some dimes.. now ya boy had to come on n smash his face.. go make me some Pho.. nigga know ya damn place... jus cuz you Viet don't mean you get respect.. specially wit those weak rhymes.. Imma have to say NEXT!
"from da audience.." what's happenin in here? i don't see any action appearrrr is kdotc silent out of fearrr? cos it only seems its ecko-ing with ideass buh i guess its smart for me to leave before pa's most recognised peers make me start sheddin tears and da fact dat i can't fink of anythin to rhyme with ear im gonna go grab a beer and disappearr love` mon
yea... you was smart to disappear... 'fore I stop ya heart n blaze it wit the flare... time for me to kick this back into gear... it's Ecko! back up in here.. chyea.. ayo time for ya boy spit somethin nice.. like jasmine white rice... my words contagious like head lice.. I pull up wit blue headlights n make the shawtys think twice.. now I ain't bout the Slippery Nipple or the Bloody Mary.. but she pressed on up meh n asked me to taste her Wet Pussy... It's da original poster... ya number 1 freestyler.. hotter than a toaster... spittin until the wee hour.. time to start this shit off n get it poppin... not a VIP no more they made me the PA Captain..
here we go..the self titled ammunition magician.. the esoterrorist...u can see my reflection in the chrome..it stays blazin..guess my gangasta is all smoke and mirrors..kidnapp u in the basement with hatchets and cleavers...so every time ya hear my name..u havin a seizure..fuck ya street cred...i'll turn ya street red...skin the head off a skin head...im raisin hell without pinhead...u come to battle me....u mite arrive in a stretch limo tinted out...but ya gonna leave on a stretcha....neck broken and spine hangin out...its a dark tonight...be lurking looking for a fight...secret governments in navada found fragments of my instance...and died instant..my spits are like the dead sea scrolls mixed with gangsta....my literature...product of my environment….designed to be violent...im a shape shifta..the origial tricksta...military minded..on the a train....with a deranged brain....army of the armed and dangerous..got more heads in the hood that a pagan ritual..my flow is multi spectro..like spaced laced with lsd...thas when they come looking for me...i'm spreading the word…pamphlets handin out like a hoodlum hamlet...
Here's a pamphlet I see on my way, What's the word I wonder, It says, "Vote for Knoc today!" I think that would be a blunder... As I dump it in the bin Someone gives me a hint "get going" the guy whispers "they are coming" he infers The esoterrorist! Oh dear, I freeze He said, "You are tagged" "And Bagged".
look who decides to step in...the brain...comin in sparin like shes a windy rain... shes gota watch out...the esoterrorist is bring a black out...hes raisin hell without the hell raiser.... all those who oppose him...shall stand knee deep in pain...comin at ya like the immortal pharaohs...bows and arrows...aimed at ya door...knock ya locks of...he comes in blazin....hes got army in numbers...those be m500s, 95s and 47's...
Ressurecting this thread like a pair of old tits, gone to the surgeon to install some silicone bits. You better be quick, cuz my wit - it be sick. i got all kinds of rhymes, when i put it down its almost a crime, or some sort of ultimate design.
weak like a pair of old tits...fuck..that shit was ghetto..get out of here young buck..you playin with the high rollers now...get ya pampers on n watch out for the gangster campers...we come in guns blazin and whack rappers hatin..put you up on the iv..not the roman numeral four..but the iv that lead to the funeral floor..i rain more blows on u than a boxin doctor ocatvius...you can't roll with the rest of us...you need to get ya ass back and hang out at toy' r us...
"An esoterrorist hah!" I say "Come in and play" What is Hell.. i have been there It's not a tough spell Mere mortals are his armies I could make all of them into candies I unleash my minion Dann He's not my best but he'll do I tell him, "Go hatch a plan" "And don't make a boo boo!"
