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The Official Horrorcore Thread
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| EmSeeD |
Date: Monday, 26/Jan/09, 9:41 PM | Message # 31 |
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Quote (Menace) ohh i don't know i considered it a few times but i bailed on it i don't know i feel I'm not that guy battling or even rapping on wax tough i will be featured on the anthem and on the political track lol i don't feel like battling anymore either, but everyone keeps challenging me. i wanna start writing proper songs now.
http://chirbit.com/emseed
http://youtube.com/siwooot
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| Lord_Meth |
Date: Monday, 26/Jan/09, 9:42 PM | Message # 32 |
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Quote (Em_SeeD) lol i don't feel like battling anymore either, but everyone keeps challenging me. i wanna start writing proper songs now.
yea I just like chilling now LMAO but Ill still battle tho
Sick With It
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| Menace |
Date: Monday, 26/Jan/09, 9:58 PM | Message # 33 |
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Quote (Lord_Meth) yea I just like chilling now LMAO but Ill still battle tho yoo MEth check my verse in the Cipher and tell me your opinion
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| Lord_Meth |
Date: Monday, 26/Jan/09, 10:09 PM | Message # 34 |
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Quote (Menace) yoo MEth check my verse in the Cipher and tell me your opinion
aiight
Sick With It
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| Kiba |
Date: Tuesday, 27/Jan/09, 1:07 AM | Message # 35 |
Emcees
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Renaissance grown soon in patches
dragging hatchets from bullseye to shooting matches
i carry handbooks for sick fucks to practice
the blood clots in ya casket wont dissolve without shots of acid
turn back time like knots on a ratchet
the blood on the axis of the moon on my back with no attachments
activate my 666 tactics, you wana see pure magic
i spit while levitating your mattress
you try to figer me out, i live in the great heights of the alps
hawking ancient burial grounds with bare scalps
this spell burns down your house
once the wind direction changes south, it brings the blood showers to end the drought
im cancer mouthed, you bite me il bite you back but tumours will sprout
the ultimate dungeon lord cloaked in a gown
as serene as i sound, i have no time for you seagulls that hang around
you must of journeyed far to come to my thoughts black as waters to drown
and never submerge to the surface to be renounced
iv got the devilish crown
guarded by concrete gargoyles statue mounds, that come to life so snatch it now
the sorceress apprentice who put the sleeping spell on the town
my true friends soul cant be found
they all walk around leaving witchcraft runes on the ground
you see this is a trick demonstration
like i was walking through temples with the strobe lights
selling tabs, handing out neon bracelets
my brain shifts, with the tides of the waters of the current lets my weight drift
lets be creative and talk about the severe toxic, retardation of my brains platelets
hibernation in basements where cobwebs cover aged scripts
and shallow graves sit
I looked at the moon so full and so bright
And then at the fireplace with its flickering light
And realised why this world will never be right 
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| eboyd |
Date: Tuesday, 27/Jan/09, 1:31 AM | Message # 36 |
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tearing internal organs out, making a blood spout/
stab through your chest and tear your lungs out/
leave your bladder hung out, change your piss' route/
force you to eat mutilated brains and give you gout/
i'll tear out your testes and feed them to you/
who knew that the veins near your uvula were blue?/
then i put them back together with crazy glue/
but only after, from inside, i eat you/
then beat you with a rusty spatula and let tarantulas/
enter ya and splinter ya with a wooden knife, reinventing murda/
you ain't never hearda no human being absurda (absurder)/
i'm the rhyme perverter taking every line and adding curvature/
leave you verditure like kermit the frog furniture/
or spinach. i'll leave and you'll be finished/
physically, spiritually, mentally and lyrically displenished/
so next time you think to get on the mic/
remember that i rip cats interiors with a metal spike.
my new theme song
erikboyd60@hotmail.com
"True poetry can communicate before it is understood"
-T.S. Eliot
battle record:
7-0-0
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| Deadly-Sin |
Date: Tuesday, 27/Jan/09, 11:04 AM | Message # 37 |
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Thoughts thats trapt in a cage with uncontrollable rage
men set apon a stage slaughtered and slain by the rampage
turning hell into an ice age. killing victums with no regard
watching blood tears run down the face of children
civilians killed by the millions large. my fatal
rhymes leave your mind stranded like mutiny
its a Conspiracy Theory so think clearly before
you became the dearly departed. right back
to where it all started before mankinds was
heartless. to young to give a fuck about the
answer my words are addictive like smoking
until you get lung cancer. fuck a fist fight
we can brawl all night until there's a sword
jammed in your wind pipe...
the general of the army cant even harm me
il piss on your bitches clit like a urinal
and fucking your mum on top of your coffin
at your funeral its the unreal unkillable,
the last kamikaze major the face of danger
the iron maiden of a torcher chamber.
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| Kiba |
Date: Friday, 20/Feb/09, 11:17 PM | Message # 38 |
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Emcees
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I once went to a opium field where poppies are picked
held an axe like a hockey stick
now i got folks in the village looking for a psyc ward to lock me in
you wouldn’t kill somebodies kid and rhyme about it would you
yeah im that obvious
il scalp a cocky bitch and salute the sun while winds blowing into wigs
sewed in with bobby pins
if there’s a race being held for which rap artist would overdose first
just sit back and watch me win
i exhale asemic fumes from cooked ephedrine
formaldehyde fertilizer and magic mushroom recipe
ran out iv time finish it laterz
I looked at the moon so full and so bright
And then at the fireplace with its flickering light
And realised why this world will never be right
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| Deadly-Sin |
Date: Saturday, 21/Feb/09, 10:49 AM | Message # 39 |
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I lay lerking in the darkness with a boardsword
murdering the heartless by slicing the vocal cords
ya best bet is to bow down to the True lord
im getting bored time to settle the score
hardcore replace the teeth in your jaw
with c4.. i lay in wait for the next victum
to come aboard and get choked by cord
wrapped around the neck. feeling the
blood spill from the eyes it kills they
wish they could die. im getting alive
your sacrefise is invain il pump your vains
like tunnels and trains its insane i hold the headless
horses reigns at the tip of my mind
ima total nightmare murding mankind
the horrocore style wasnt official until
i steped up and turned your thoughts
into a critical mind state get ya lost in
a rat race and remove your chest plate
with a blade drilled into your vertebrate.
im sick of the war and the way they record
looking the wall iv been here before
still blood dripping from hooks the look
in the eye of the next victum is priceless
he got his a wife and kids who's gonna be lifeless
down to the bone now that iv killed to birds
with one stone.
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| Lord_Meth |
Date: Tuesday, 10/Mar/09, 8:01 PM | Message # 40 |
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Lean mean lyrical glares I stare into thin air
MC better beware or else their lives I will tear
Im the one with the knife creeping up to ya apartment ready for war
Soft knocks at ya door, look thru the peep hole and ya eye fall to the floor
My style is a head banger, hang ya upper lip on a hanger
Dangle u from the Sears Tower and check on u a hour later
Nigga u fake so embrace my presence without hesitation
Or else get cut and stab and start bleeding like menstration
Sick With It
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| Kiba |
Date: Friday, 20/Mar/09, 7:38 AM | Message # 41 |
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Quote (Kiba) I once went to a opium field where poppies are picked
held an axe like a hockey stick
now i got folks in the village looking for a psyc ward to lock me in
you wouldn’t kill somebodies kid and rhyme about it would you
yeah im that obvious
il scalp a cocky bitch and salute the sun while winds blowing into wigs
sewed in with bobby pins
if there’s a race being held for which rap artist would overdose first
just sit back and watch me win
i exhale asemic fumes from cooked ephedrine
formaldehyde fertilizer and magic mushroom recipe .....As a body floats in green river face down serine, peaceful
washed gently upon the shore covered in frogs and seagulls
dead women, drain brain fluid and leak skulls
sketched corpses of asleep souls
woken by mozart livened under cathedral
once my bodies earth vessel saw the devil preach hope
so my speech stalls to slither my fork tongue slice
brainstorm till i flash flood cemeteries to mudslides
cops found clusters of bodies tied to tree tops, hidden from sight
and tangled between branches up high
flying above scavenger birds waiting to pluck eyes
during interrogation im tongue tied
c c cause i iii the young girl i strangled ummm died
its getting deep, im not getting sleep
i have nightmares of sunny days and happiness that i wake up sweating beads
i came to bring death to sheep and jealous thieves who clench there teeth
but i just dilate my pupils with LSD dropped in my breakfast tea
I looked at the moon so full and so bright
And then at the fireplace with its flickering light
And realised why this world will never be right
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| El_Matador |
Date: Monday, 01/Jun/09, 9:51 AM | Message # 42 |
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Ay man, feelings of a rape, cant hide em
Fight em? Nah, I'll ride with them, iight then
Creepin' like a spider, silent like a death provider
Lemme see what is inside ya, lemme make it wider
Ima nail you like I was ScrewDriver
Obsessed, alone in deadly darkness
I lost my address, live with stress on my chest
MENACE 2 JOKER: Go back to Mexico you damn spic
JOKER 2 MENACE: Shut up you fake nigga your a damn sand nigger not a full nigger 
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| SP1K3 |
Date: Monday, 01/Jun/09, 11:14 AM | Message # 43 |
Rappers
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From day one I would run around with a gun,
I shot my mother and my brother cause I wanted to have some fun,
Their blood shot of their chest like a bat out of hell,
They fell on to thumbtacks, I run back to my cell,
I kill because I feel like it, I don't need logic,
I crush your head with ease, like cardboard boxes,
You can't stop it, rougher then sandpaper leave your skin raw,
Then redecorated your room with all the blood on the wall
MCL
"Things aint gon always go right, look at it like, yo this aint yo day, but this yo life, and LIVE!" - Royce da 5'9
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| Furious_Pryme |
Date: Tuesday, 02/Jun/09, 5:00 AM | Message # 44 |
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Quote (SP1K3) From day one I would run around with a gun,
I shot my mother and my brother cause I wanted to have some fun,
Their blood shot of their chest like a bat out of hell,
They fell on to thumbtacks, I run back to my cell,
I kill because I feel like it, I don't need logic,
I crush your head with ease, like cardboard boxes,
You can't stop it, rougher then sandpaper leave your skin raw,
Then redecorated your room with all the blood on the wall
Nice!..welcome to the site..(not sure if ur new or nott)Added (02/Jun/09, 4:57 Am)
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Whats horror without furious pryme?
il put my hand down your mouth and rip out
your spine brutally stab you a number of times
like bangkok whores iv got you cought in fish nets
il deprive your girls insides with a bayonet
and turn the bitch into a slave pet its the nastiest
nip you ever heard rip i burn smoothly like a freshly fucked clit/
i can turn good for a split secord turn back in a flash
like my name was jumping jack, il have you loosing normality
get you raped by a hairy back dude and post it on the net as homosexuality
beastiality, iv paid the rent got money spend lost my temperament
like my name was harvey dent iv got multiple personalitys
theres been a technicality clitch my personality is wars
reality When i grow up i wanna be a kamikaze
its in my own spirituality to murder you worse then the romans
did the son of mary, theatricality i play games with the crowd
as they dont see the death clouds, informality and have your girl
been used for sexual immorality, you cant kill me i was born with immortality
il have your bitch cumming more then a nerd at a high-tech universality
but it seems to be iv gotta kill this bitch mentally its easy as i see the future
it holds nothing for you son its over you done by the rising sun
the prince of the nip-nationality its over FATALITY  Added (02/Jun/09, 5:00 Am)
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waz bored when writting dis verse
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| SP1K3 |
Date: Tuesday, 02/Jun/09, 10:40 PM | Message # 45 |
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Quote (Furious_Pryme) Nice!..welcome to the site..(not sure if ur new or nott)
Yeah I'm new...I don't think I did too well on that one though, I did it in physics class XD I'll do some better stuff later. But thank you, I'll be around.
MCL
"Things aint gon always go right, look at it like, yo this aint yo day, but this yo life, and LIVE!" - Royce da 5'9
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