for those that dont know much about Warcloud/Holocaust, here was one of his sickest verses...
[Warcloud]
You've fallen down an endless tunnel of doom reality
Graphically, my Killa Bee family stings the galaxy
Insanity, titanium stomach devourin' Guinness
My flesh is solid stone despite my outer appearance
Still diseased, kill viruses, planets and racial creatures
Made MC's sprout tumors so bad, lost facial features
Waste ya peoples, left out in the rain, fountains of pain
Eighty shots to the mouth and the brain, shoutin' my name
Holocaust, black man whose veins littered with thorns
Back-smack you so hard all your seeds'll be born deformed
Swarm dorms, sting birds, fling verbs like mean curves
Strike three, mics flee, I infect 'em with green germs, ringworm
Cuz I'm filthy and guilty, dastardly mastery
My felony melody has to be a bastard's masterpiece
Stop graftin' me, chump-ass niggaz, eyein' me, tempt me
I'll break it down simply, I'm horrifyingly empty
Spittin' darts on the tip of a glacier, used for my hideout
Rock crush a German Suplex, watch spines slide out the side route
Forearm bash with twenty jabs on the Ave
Or your lab get stabbed and bloodied bad
While I'm sippin' herbal teas, verbal bees plant fertile seeds
Bitches leave with broke backs, swollen palms and purple knees
Circle thieves like vultures in deserts, rest on a cactus
Got Oscar nominee MC's stuck too my hatchet
Drastic, indescribable pain, I injure bars
While Bobby's throwin' Razor CD's like Ninja Stars
__________________
Life is short and the art long, the occasion instant, experiment perilous, decision difficult.
Canibus)
Canibus brings the sickest drama
fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bitches who try to suck dick through the condom
playing with the mic is something I won't do
my only concern when I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing close to
and make every man in your crew deny that he knows you
defeating niggas like Segal, Steven
putting Emcees in positions to prevent them from breathin'
I'll make you question any and everything you've ever believed in
by peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers
what's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
against the mutha****in wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
none of ya'll got the balls big enough to battle
I go On & On like Erykah Badu
a hundred times nicer than the best is
twice as African as KRS is, who wanna test this?
**** y'all you don't impress me and no one can test me
an emcee so ill, I got AIDS scared to catch me
all that shit you poppin' will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
and apply pressure until I crush your mutha****in noggin
I grab mics and push niggas to the left
so fast their hearts end up on the right side of their chests
my hypothesis, is that nobody can see this
lyrical genius, i got it sown like a seamstress
but if you want to battle, I'm down
if you got nine lives, I'll take eight of them off your hands right now
step up and get your neck cut from ear to ear
if you survive then you can cover up your scar with a beard
I'm the illest from Queens to the new Jerusalem briddicks
anyone who ain't feeling my shiddit can suck my diddick
you need to quit it, if you ain't spittin'
more than 50 bars per minute cause you ain't in lyrical fitness
kickin' boring raps with metaphors that's wack
all of ya'll mutha****as need Nordictrack
to get ya weight up, ****in with Canibus you get ate up
beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up
been rockin' longer than niggas twice my age
back in the days before Bob Marley was rockin' a fade
before Honest Abe signed the paper that freed slaves
before Neanderthals was drawing on walls in caves
I existed, in the garden of Eden gettin' lifted
stickin' dick to Eve before she was Adam's mistress
before Christ created Christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
the Canibus is spittin' til' he's spitless
50 bars of total sickness, you won't forget this
I'm puttin' every wack emcee alive on my shit list
verbally vicious, telekinetically gifted
took you a minute to exhibit that I'm sick wit it
now you tell me who you think is damaging shit
going once, going twice
sold! to that nigga name Canibus
me and Mr.Cheeks, A-Plus, and Funk Doctor
hopping out the Huey helicopter to suey chop ya.
__________________ Cap was my hero
Fanboys i PwNXoRZ!: A.W.,Riceroost,Rewmac,Mr HeavySilence,Rotiart....
Str8 from the brain,
i be givin' you the pain, anger,
comin' from the 36 Chambers, Bang!
Tical, hit 'cha wit the Buddah-Fist style,
Shotgun slammin' in yo chest piece, blaw,
Yo brain, is blown, all over the terrain,
like a man without no arms, you can't hang,
Time for a change of the Gods,
you been arrested, full of reports, now you gone,
for real, check it,
I pull strings like B.B. King on guitar,
Im the True Fist of the North Star! !
__________________ "The darkside, Sidious, is an illness no true Sith wishes to be cured of, my young apprentice .."
I'm in this, to win this,
you wanna take a fall,
The Infamous Queensbridge,
we on the scene kid, creepin',
for those who caught sleepin'
don't ever do that,
i run wit 2 mac
I'm open on the 'Dainy,
Obey me, or get sprayed wit the sweeper,
Cause i'm my brother's keeper,
the grim reaper,
holdin' wit nothing, but big batters and big heaters,
blow you 3 times, leave a mark like Adidas,
I'll dig you, I know how to fix you,
Pretty-boy niggaz frontin' hard iz the issue.
__________________ "The darkside, Sidious, is an illness no true Sith wishes to be cured of, my young apprentice .."
"i squeeze nipples like pimples to get the puss, get it?"
"i know bad chicks that blow cum bubbles like bubble gum"
__________________ "I'd met NaS at the Power House Studios when NaS was a teenager. But the first thing I heard about NaS (The MC) was through the buzz on the street. "Yo, NaS is dope... He's wildin'! He's talking about everything!" Then I went out and got Illmatic: The first three joints that passed , I was like, "Ahhh." He kind of made me feel normal. For somebody to come out and spit fire and people to look at him, it made me feel regular. He did a lot for my career. He may not know that, but he did a lot for my career."—Rakim
c'mon hav... lets bring it back... back when it was just you and p rhymin over them gimy beats... nas,lakey,nashawn,cormega,big noyd and the whole qb was behind you... back before the fame,cash and hoes...back b4 mufckin g-unit... back b4 50 cent!!!
let's bring it back!!!
__________________ "I'd met NaS at the Power House Studios when NaS was a teenager. But the first thing I heard about NaS (The MC) was through the buzz on the street. "Yo, NaS is dope... He's wildin'! He's talking about everything!" Then I went out and got Illmatic: The first three joints that passed , I was like, "Ahhh." He kind of made me feel normal. For somebody to come out and spit fire and people to look at him, it made me feel regular. He did a lot for my career. He may not know that, but he did a lot for my career."—Rakim
I don't know, I just think that's hell exploitive
You know, taking these metaphors and just butchering...
icons in the urban community. I don't know, it's
like you sucking em dry, what are you some kind of a vampire
or something? Yeah yeah that's what you are, what ahh what
a ghetto vampire, that's it.
So where'd all this come from? Think back
Try to remember... think back... try to remember...
I used to sit at the right hand of God in light and splendor
Lavishly spreading love that's all I remember
As time passes I catches miracles he taught me
everything except for some old man and breathe the breath of life
I tried, to just accept he's my savior
But jealousy forced me into sacrilegous behavior
Enraged like I was no threat I hated God's laughter
Waiting for the day the apprentice becomes the master
I'm cursed and damned now to be a creature of the night
Unliving yet living off blood, fearer of the light
But I don't give a **** right, because I live forever
I see you all come and go and die and burn
and watch the world still turn
Evil entity, time is resenting me
Thousands of years later I must conceal my identity
A vampire *echoes*
Arrraahhaaa-hahahahahaha!!!
New heights, where it's so dark you need candlelights
To expose the black plague my left hand writes
Nights enveloping and developing pictures in your brain
like a darkroom, in every monestary where I spark boom
A cartoon style smile smirk, how's my emotionless killer clown
synapse behaps relax the bastard black balloon
Nocturnal, high off the herbal, crowding back streets and projects
Illest nigga, coolest slang dialects (dialects)
Bite marks are what you feel if you're my victim
Poisons golden seal couldn't heal from your system (from your system)
Nuts bust down the throats of mad crack heads
Fetal four-eye pleas, **** it cops kill black kids
Sometimes I wish I could stop the death the pain and the sin
but I'm ****ed up create the libations that humans contain within (nasty)
After lightning strikes the steeple of your family church
I beg forgiveness from God, but it never works
I know my soul ain't going to heaven when I expire
Recognize... the immortal ghetto vampire
I slit your throat and watch you shake if I desire
Recognize... the immortal ghetto vampire
Bear witness to the sins of wicked messiah
Recognize... the immortal ghetto vampire
Who can I speak to God is dead and the whole earth's on fire
Recognize... the immortal ghetto vampire
Running from the sun by day it's become quite obvious
to the people surrounding me I'm the wildest
Untamable blood-luster plus the high school yearbook photos
that I took in eighty-nine, show no sign of a face of mine
Intertwined my mind is a jungle full of cobwebs and tangled vines
and a glass mace even my closest friends are becoming afraid
Of how I, predicting what's happening and events
Prom dates found they're punctured, blood left pleading then lynched
That's just how I ****ing express myself
When I consume your blood and leave you dead
sorry it's just to keep my health
Dark forces, police get nauseous from my trail of corpses
No stake through my heart, no holy water, and no priest with crosses
A woman's mind gets clouded by my handsome mannerisms
Listen obsessions bigger than Jackie Gleason's aneurysms
You caught up when my piercing eyes stare right through you
Stronger than the straightest greatest ancient Haitian voodoo
My unholy presence disturbs animals and children
built a sacrifical altar behind an abandoned building
My sense of smell is heightened my sight is razor sharp
Serene that's thorazine when I remove your beating heart
*bump, bu-bump, bu-bump, bu-bump*
And then the blood starts, flowing
Now I got your soul without you even knowing
Lying in a staircase covered in piss, body decomposing
I turn on sirens and I perpetuate gang violence
I'm the devil that got Malcolm X sleeping in silence
Factual I poison anything that's natural
I kill love and I'm hope frozen up just like it's a statue
Vampires walk among us sucking life from our city
Keeping us in constant states of insecurity
The police watch em... they know me ghetto vampire
The government check em... they know me ghetto vampire
Churches and ministries... they know me ghetto vampire
Niggaz slangin that shit... they know me ghetto vampire
Money hungry bitches... they know me ghetto vampire
The whole school system... ****ing ghetto vampires
The ****ing media... they know me ghetto vampires
Now who's the vampire?
chino xl - ghetto vampire
__________________ In bed, without anyone knowing, Quaresma does a trivela.
Last edited by Phat J on Jul 1st, 2006 at 04:17 AM
This isn't really ILL, but it's my favourite song, and some people I know would be kinda offended if I listened to it out loud by them... They're all a bunch of pansies!
Band: METALLICA
Album: KILL 'EM ALL
Song: PHANTOM LORD
Sound is ripping through your ears
The deafening sound of metal nears
Your bodies waiting for his whips
The taste of leather on your lips
Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
To control the land
Crushing metal strikes
On this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord
Victims falling under chains
You hear them crying death pains
The fists of terrors breaking through
Now there's nothing you can do
Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
To control the land
Crushing metal strikes
On this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord
The leather armies have prevailed
The Phantom Lord has never failed
Smoke is lifting from the ground
The rising volume metal sound
Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
To control the land
Crushing metal strikes
On this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord
Fall to your knees
And bow to the Phantom Lord
This one's kinda odd, and the pansies would REALLY be embarresed and disgusted if I listened to it anywhere within 5 miles of them, but I love it...
Band: METALLICA
Album: ST. ANGER
Song: ST. ANGER
St. Anger around my neck
St. Anger around my neck
He never gets respect
St. Anger around my neck
(You flush it out! You flush it out!)
St. Anger around my neck!
(You flush it out! You flush it out!)
He never gets respect
(You flush it out! You flush it out!)
St. Anger around my neck
(You flush it out! You flush it out!)
He never gets respect
F**k it all, and no regrets!
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
F**k it all, f**kin' no regrets!
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Medallion noose
I'll hang myself
St. Anger around my neck!
I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?
I'm madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
St. Anger around my neck
St. Anger around my neck
He never gets respect
St. Anger around my neck
(You flush it out! You flush it out!)
St. Anger around my neck!
(You flush it out! You flush it out!)
He never gets respect
(You flush it out! You flush it out!)
St. Anger around my neck
(You flush it out! You flush it out!)
He never gets respect
F**k it all, and no regrets!
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
F**k it all, f**kin' no regrets!
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Medallion noose
I'll hang myself
St. Anger around my neck!
I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?
Madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
I want my anger to be healthy!
And I want my anger just for me!
And I need my anger not to control!
Yeah, and I want my anger to be me!
And I need to set my anger free!
And I need to set my anger free!
And I need to set my anger free!
And I need to set my anger free!
SET IT FREE!!!
F**k it all, and no regrets!
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
F**k it all, f**kin' no regrets!
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Medallion noose
I'll hang myself
St. Anger around my neck!
I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?
Madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
I'm madly in anger with you!
If ya haven't guessed by now, I ADORE Metallica
__________________
Find me a better comedian than Dane Cook, and I will give you a million dollars.
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Jun 20th, 2006 01:48 AM
Cap was my hero
classic
