Fenixpunk

I don’t need help, I run alone/
An army of one and harder than stone/
A breath of originality, while youre just a clone,
Ive heard it all before the way you bitch and moan/
Kneeling at the foot of my throne, hoping ill throw you a bone/
With your imitation cologne and no skills of your own/
Following fenix like youre my own personal sheep/
You try to compete but everytime I go deep/
Putting subliminal thoughts in your subconscious mind/
Pulling the wool over your eyes make you think you were blind/
Silence every word that you speak till you think youre a mute/
Then laugh in your face with a middle finger salute/
My flows are like razors slice your eardrums till your deaf/
Then chop you and dice you quicker than a 5 star chef/
Spittin rhymes faster than a tommy gun, I cant be outdone/
Im impervious to pain while you sit there in agony/
Broken and battered from the beaten you’ve got from me/
Leave you lookin like youcame from a concentration camp/
You messed with the champ, I sealed your fate with my stamp/
My styles, my flows, my knowledge of hoes,
the way I wear my clothes, none of it can ever be duplicated/
you can try and imitate it/
but I outshine everytime with the verses im creating/
ill write your first line for you so take out your pen-

“damn that guy fenix keeps beating me again and again…”

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TrampInaTux

Beaten? No man I ain't even phased/
I can run through you again and again and still not be dazed/
check out your flows they as ugly as your wife/
I'll leave you crying so much you'll be reaching for the knife/
You'll be on your knees saying you've had enough/
tears leaving your eyes and wetting your face muff/
This is the time where you leave the room/
get up, go out, I'm sure we'll meet soon/
How longs it been since you last replied?/
You was away for that long I thought you might have died/
So you come back and then think you can challenge me?/
Well I'm trice as strong, and more of a beast than your f*cking goatee/
So you say you're a mod, well you'll have to ban me/
You can't have a kid on this forum who can beat you so easily/
I'll think you'll find thats another point to me/
Another one, I'm on a killing spree/
So that's your last breath, and don't return/
you spent to much time away, I hope that's a lesson learned...

Fenixpunk

ive spent some time away cuz i gotta make that bank/
not that you would know what thats like, youve got momma to thank/
a point for you? um lets see..no/
get me started and just see how far this hoodlum will go/
you should of taken the time i was gone and studied/
instead of kissing ass in the lounge cuz now your left bloodied/
ouch, you dissin my wife, dont sweat it/
if i was to take this seriously youd think twice and regret it/
leave you with more viruses than your mom spreads in a day/
your trying to be hardcore, but comin off like youre ***/
one day you might grow up and grow facial hair like me/
it grows on your chest and your balls, watch, youll see/
then you wont be lookin like a 12 yr old skank/
used up and discarded, youve got me to thank/
youve been beaten retarded if you think you can hang/
i run with 602, hillbillys in GA aint no thang/

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TrampInaTux

Fenix replied! My God celebrate/
I'm so excited, tell your wife to help me masturbate/
I need four hands to get the full pleasure/
you don't believe me? Here's a ruler, measure/
My Mom spreads viruses? Nah, I don't think so/
don't forget you're the one that married a ho/
Maybe YOU should think twice before messing with my flow/
You'll send me a virus just because you've been shown/
now take my advice while you still can/
stop thinking about hard drives, mega bites and RAM/
cos there's time and a place for rapping so mild/
And what's that place? Well it's called 8 mile.

Fenixpunk

why always jackin off, thats right, cant get none/
make sure the door is locked, and clean up when your done/
dont want momma findin stains on yer sheet/
or walkin in on ya while your poundin the meat/
shed have daddy sit you down and teach you about birds and bees/
"this is where babies come from hobo, now get down on your knees"/
i guess getting molested will cause you to become a chronic masturbator/
i wouldnt know, been gettin laid since i was a 5th grader/
while i was bangin the teacher, you was gettin banged by the preacher/
while im gettin head in my boat, youre takin a load down your throat/
i roll on dubs with a system thats bumpin
while you ride a schwinn and peak when your parents are humpin/
tryin to get a glimpse of what grown ups do past your bedtime/
cuz momma put a parental block on your comp when youre online/
saw you lookin up ghey porn and swore it would be the last time/
dont feel bad everybodys not doing, despite what you hear/
well, ok, everyone but you, but thats no reason to go queer/
and if you enjoy all the **** in the ass that youve got in the past, good for you/
theres clubs and meetings you can go where people support you/
im sure theirs plent in GA so they wont be hard to find/
just look for the rainbow flags on the sign/
now you cant look me in the eye cuz you know its all true/
ive exposed hobo like your daddy exposes himself to you/
id call the cops on the douche bag and cut of his manhood/
but it seems to me you like it, so go on, its all good.

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TrampInaTux

Never thought I'd do this, but I'm backing down. I have nothing to say to that. You have actually managed to infect me with writers block. Got to give you my respect there, I have been beaten. Even though that s**t ain't true by the way-read my name, I'm freakin Jesus! The priests suck MY dck!

[MERIT]

my technique is insaciable/
my lyrics are irreplacable/
my pool of rhymes is olympic size/
youre still swimmin' in a kiddie pool/
youre nothin but cheap plywood with a mahogany finish/
but im droppin' more bills than ted kennedy in the senate/
this aint east coast, west coast, dirty souf, or hotlanta
but youre fixin' to get your bell rung worse than a salvation army santa/
cuz im reppin' mid-MO ive got my money on the line/
f**k biggie or 2pac im the best rapper of all time/
ive been gone for a minute i was takin' a little sabatacle/
now im puttin' an end to your games like jesus in the tabernacle/
i write more essays than a mexican pen pal/
your rhymes got me rollin' on the floor like a pentacostal revival/
im under your skin worse than a prison tattoo/
youre about to get owned like a plantation jiggaboo/
like a pair of rabbit ears im altering your perception/
the name oojay will never leave your reccolection/
im in the subconscious of your mind/
you all are two of a kind/
youre flavors of the week/
im the greatest of all time/
cuz you just wanna corrupt me and disrupt me but theres no way you can even touch me cuz you disgust me you better trust me if you wanna f**k with me youre gonna get busted

TrampInaTux

Nice to see someone replaced me that quick... I never even got a leaving party, cake or anything...

Merkaba

Yes you did. And Fenix delivered it.

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She thinks I'm a reclusive genius, she's going to be very disappointed when she finds out i'm a reclusive wanker

TrampInaTux

Fine. I'll take my cake and eat it. After that I'll make my bed and lie in it.