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World War 5 Collab

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Viral:Nekro- Cyan-Blue
Ekoms:Jesta:- Yellow
Pat: Orange
Plex: Complexity:-Lime
Noto:-Red


bring more trickery den Brail checks in da mail//
perception of weather fuckin up earth realm n bringin da hail//
impossible to be done ull get ur ass spun n obliterated//
laugh as ur mind gets blown up after gettin infiltrated//
ask da secret service im wanted for lyrical slaughtery//
Make ur shit serious makin it all watery//
scorch da earth worse den light-ning//
leave u blind like a nuclear bomb bein site-seen//
interact wit satan n shit becomes frightning//
shit i would deny ne time he tried to invite me//
Retire Religion wit inspired precision//
leave u breathless like wen u try to envision//
My flows perpetual, rippin u out ur skeletal//
words r intellectual,Design Fusion wit mental resolution//
inflict contrast n bring a revolution//
implode like a virus gone mad in da institution//


i spit fast-multis at casualties//
actually i get ya weak at-ya'll-knees//
gradually damage ya stamina manually//
cuz for every annual-we rapidly slaughter families//
blendin a rhyme in like a steady camoflauge//
holdin an 'eagle in a desert' for every sand-mirage//
rise up from the sleet, every enemy-in-defeat//
memories lost that'll leave u mentally-incomplete//
5th world war so now we're chosen-to-devestate//
stop ur growth occurance like ur leg's too broken-to-elevate//
knockin down defenses with every bitch-in-a-fort//
bring opponents to a halt now ya mission's-abort//


Ill fuckin walk your neighborhood, nightly with heat
I aint talking about bike lanes, i got stripes onthe street(at ease motherfuckers)
Im so fucking grimey that I might strike your mom
ignite your lawn, if that doesnt do it i'll send nikes wit bombs
Imma take you girl out, no matter the amount the bill
think thats fucked, i'll kill ur grandma to keep u out her will
talk hard,i've never seen ya, your fucking up my whole demeanor
Bitchs, bout to make me spill more red on the cross then katrina
You hard? Hardly, my squads up dont fucking try to harm me
we rugged as fuck dont look for salvation, from this army
My and my squad always got that splendid technique
You better call it friday, because its the end of the weak.


with 'flows' your sons-unaware a, like funds-for-terror//
stuns-your-character, those who carry guns-are-amateur//
deprived from-slum-areas, fuck bush! this is who runs-america//
none-compare-ta, well tear-ya, now a dayz there is tons-a-error//
until the last-era, beware-whore, i declare-war//
with rhymes your not ready to, prepare-for//
so wreckless we dropping bombs on a bare-shore//
I dont care any more, you won't ask where's-gore!//
recruited-four, to become the reputed-(corps)//
a disputed-lore, because we looted-the-poor//
polluted-the-water,grinned at Bush then, used my dick &,saluted-ya-daughter//
suited-to-slaughter,only time I came up short was when i booted-a-toddler//
odder-than-most, front lines so close its like I soldered-my-post!!//
these are startin-notes, took some capsules cuz I'm harder-by-dose//
I'm considered the barbour-by-jokes//
World War Five, but we harbour-the-coast//


my mind's in a fascist-state, irate with maskin-tape and a past-with-rape |
ready-to-blast-away every-fag-and-gay that had-to-make me change and rap-this-way ||
i steadily-have-to-hate...it's in my drinks and the baths-i-take, |
send a bomb to D.C. then watch TV wit osama and masterbate ||
cast-away...i have never been blessed-with-adorin-fans |
so i went to foreign-lands and now my weapons-are-more-enhanced ||
i'm storing-plans for a battle..got my hands around the world-and-i'll-keep-chokin |
leave you faggots speechless, lyke a girl-while-she's-deep-throatin ||
i keep my heat-open...the evil-inside will keep-growin |
till people-will-die as i burn this earth and leave-no-one ||
lemme ask-ya-a-question..who's gonna stop me? i'll teach that bastard-a-lesson |
in a matter-of-seconds when he step-in my path-of-aggression ||
what's left-then? when it's all said and done a light will shine-from-heaven |
cuz i completed the work of the lord...startin with 9/11 ||
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damn yall this shit was hott, straight fire from all of you.....

Viral:
interact wit satan n shit becomes frightning//
shit i would deny ne time he tried to invite me//
Retire Religion wit inspired precision//
leave u breathless like wen u try to envision//
My flows perpetual, rippin u out ur skeletal//
words r intellectual,Design Fusion wit mental resolution//
inflict contrast n bring a revolution//
implode like a virus gone mad in da institution//

endin was dope man and on point.....wow mad vocab, punches and design, way to stay on topic.

Ekoms:
blendin a rhyme in like a steady camoflauge//
holdin an 'eagle in a desert' for every sand-mirage//
rise up from the sleet, every enemy-in-defeat//
memories lost that'll leave u mentally-incomplete//
5th world war so now we're chosen-to-devestate//
stop ur growth occurance like ur leg's too broken-to-elevate//

the middle was the climax of your verse, mad mutlies and vocab to create a verse fulla heat.

Pat:
talk hard,i've never seen ya, your fucking up my whole demeanor
Bitchs, bout to make me spill more red on the cross then katrina
You hard? Hardly, my squads up dont fucking try to harm me
we rugged as fuck dont look for salvation, from this army

those were the 2 hardest bars I.M.O, but overall your shit was sick as hell, man keep it up...

PLEX:
with 'flows' your sons-unaware a, like funds-for-terror//
stuns-your-character, those who carry guns-are-amateur//
deprived from-slum-areas, fuck bush! this is who runs-america//
none-compare-ta, well tear-ya, now a dayz there is tons-a-error//

You killed, slaughtered, slayed the beginnin dude, that was some sick usage of mutlies and vocab on the real homie....

ps:
polluted-the-water,grinned at Bush then, used my dick &,saluted-ya-daughter//
suited-to-slaughter,only time I came up short was when i booted-a-toddler//

^^that line was ill man, straight sick like verpin^^ lol

Noto:
Im not gonna quote anything from you, cuz im not gonna copy and paste your whole verse. dude from the first word to the last word it was ILLMATIC, couldnt of asked for a better way for 5 verse to end.

Great Job Fellas!!!!
BIG UPS on this ONE
i'll smack yuh with rage i force multis outta my ass to the page
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Post by Haz »

This Was a Good Collab Ova All Alot Of Multis
Seen .... Who Eva Spit Last Killed it Though
They Had Some Pretty Nice Lines ...
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