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The Alchemist

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    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

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    Take your own advice, its time for you to quit

    That weak rhyme was bait, you shouldn't have bit

    Each line of yours is a hit or a miss

    Clearly you could use some target practice

    I don't need no crew to finish you, I'll do this solo

    You bring your gats to this battle while I'm creepin on the low

    I aint scared, fight you clean like bruce lee

    Can't harm me, despite your weaponry

    We could go the rounds, or you can throw in the towel

    This isn't basketball, when I beat you, you can't cry foul

    My verses have no chemistry? Fck science

    I ain't no chemist, but listen close to that of brilliance

    I'm not trying to kill you, I'm cut you up and eat you

    Cook you up, feed you to my whole crew

    I look after my homies, keep food on their dinner plate

    If this was chess, I'd be saying checkmate

    You can't blame me for any wounds that I inflict

    This is war time, ain't no need to conscript

    I'll come voluntarily, and I won't fight fairly,

    My rhymes always cryptic,

    A Hip Hop protege, I'm gifted

    Seeing the future or the past like a mystic

    Look back in time and see that you being born was a mistake

    Happened by accident when your mother was being fisted

    Nah, this aint chess, like I sad before, this is war

    Slam you down into the floor,

    as punishment for writing verses that make me snore

    Theres bloody gore galore,

    and tell your mother that shes a bore

    Had to show that whore the door when she asked for more

    Stop talking about gats, you need to bite your tongue

    Before I puncture both lungs,

    Leave your corpse rotting like dung

    You're life drifts away, you've been hung

    While I climb the rap ladder, rung by rung

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    By you gotta be so violent, wishin me decapitated

    Your rhymes are lookin a bit faded

    If we were face to face you'd be speakin with a stutter

    My words flow with ease like i'm eatin butter

    Rhymin with the word butter? Yea I borrowed that line

    But against a weak rapper like you, that'll do just fine

    Rapping against me, your running into a brick wall

    There's no passing me, even if you give it your all

    This AHL goalie is about to show you theres more to it than skill

    All heart baby, I'm making it to the big show and gonna make a mill

    I'm not stuttering, speaking just fine,

    Now listen as my rhymes bind minds

    So much shine I'm leaving you blind

    Taking your mother out to be wined and dined

    A better emcee than me you won't find

    You couldn't out rhyme me using your whole clique

    Probably taking turns sucking each others dicks

    Damn get that prick outta ya mouth,

    Before I put you in the ground, 6 feet south

    I fly Solo like my first name is Harrison

    And I come equipped with the strength of six Garrisons

    Haha, you little pistol is embarrassing

    Time to finish you, its your destiny

    Soon, I'll have your whole crew repping me

    Don't be jealous because God is blessing me,

    Need to quit now, because your verses have no chemistry

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted · Edited by Carlos Zambrano

    I look forward to our battle, and in the end

    I hope no matter what we can still be friends

    These raps are just outta boredom

    No need to get hostile, pick up no gun

    I have a feeling our battle will be epic

    Try coming with your best, even if your sick

    I need someone to push around, someone to rag

    This isnt some game, can't blame your loss on lag

    So come prepared, or don't show

    Don't wanna show CDC that you blow

    You're wrong, it is a game, and your verse is the glitch

    Man I've taken sh.its that look better than what you spit

    Hip hop would be better off with you decapitated

    These pathetic skills need to be eradicated

    Don't come after me, unless otherwise stated

    I'm the headmaster, you ain't even graduated

    Need someone to rag? well I'm standing right here

    You're looking at the best emcee in the northern hemisphere

    Stop talking about being friends

    Say that crap to me and you'll meet your end

    I'm not your homie, you don't know me,

    My rhymes kill you, slowly,

    you got less skill than an AHL goalie

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted · Edited by Carlos Zambrano

    I aint getting mad, its just once you bring that up espicially on the Internet other people think its allright to descriminate.Like in one thread about some dude this guy was like Sikhs are taxi drivers and I thats a huge sterotype. Now some moron is gonna be like "thats not a sterotype its the truth", then hes gonna get banned.

    How old are you?

    You are taking stuff said in an internet rap battle serious. Do you see Arctic Monkeys crying because I made some remarks about his mom?

    Stfu.

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted · Edited by Carlos Zambrano

    WTH is up with you and bringing Punjabi people into, like we might have a quarter of CDC but C'mon.

    Stop taking it so serious.

    I made a remark about a turban, because it rhymed, and you got mad.

    He responded and you're about to cry again.

    Its nothing serious, let it go.

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    All your attacks are deflected

    You're constantly disrespected

    To top it off, your mother is infected

    No reason to still be alive

    Don't worry the executioner has arrived

    About to make sure that you do not survive

    I'm definitely the king, thats for certain

    Strike quick like a serpent

    You need to relax, wound too tight like a turban

    20 bucks says this kid is a virgin

    No pity though, I'll still leave you hurtin

    I'm about to murder like a WW2 German

    My tactics leave you in need of a paramedic

    Haha scared now? shaking like an epileptic

    Its disgustingly pathetic,

    But for once, I'll be sympathetic

    Not your fault that stupidity is genetic

    You're lying in a hospital bed now, weeping,

    But I'm not done until you stop breathing

    Now I think its about time that you be leaving

    I smirk as you start to fade

    Then reach over and use my blade,

    to engrave,

    My initials right into ya face

    I wont be sadistic, I'll just rip out your IV

    Hopefully, you just die peacefully,

    You cough and try to reach for me

    This is what happens when you try and preach to me

    He's dead now, somebody call the nurse

    While I ready the hearse,

    Forget using guns, knives or a curse

    I just killed you with one verse

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    RedFarker you joining the crew?

    You better start playing, or I'll give you something to chew

    This one is going to be short, I'm going to eat

    Practice more, or you'll smell defeat

    You coming to uncharted territories my man

    If you bring some good material, I'll be willing to jam

    Don't talk about you being the king

    Like I said to Tib, I'll just make you look like the Queen

    talking about chewing and eating

    we both know any success you have is fleeting

    but i pity you so i'll write out this greeting

    before i'm done i'll leave you needing

    medical attention,

    and federal protection

    but why waste my time on a wilboy clone?

    we all know you're gonna end up alone

    or on Hastings Street paying to get blown

    my raps and yours have shown

    that i'm the contender and you're the pretender

    zambrano kills any emcees, regardless of gender

    time to end this now, you're boring me

    i'll have your mom out in the street, whoring for me

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    Good but not good enough bro

    Keep going, you're going down low

    You want to live out my wildest dreams?

    Be ready to bang your mom, and give her your cream

    Isn't that incest? I believe it is

    Oh well, not my problem that you give your mom your jizz

    Ha, you call yourself a rap professor?

    Look out, there's a cute 5 year old in your class, you gonna undress her?

    I've got you 2 for 2, you aint coming back

    You can try, but I'm going to bed, and I'm going to lay back

    Going down low? Nah thats your moms role

    keep talking i'll dig a grave, and throw you in the hole

    your talking to the dream crusher and taker of souls

    You dream to bang my mom? shes been dead for 3 years

    and you still couldnt get anywhere near

    dreaming about banging dead broads? whatever its your choice,

    look at you stuttering, about to lose your voice

    26 posts a day, and thats not including White Noise

    what a pitiful existence

    now watch as a I rip this

    dude your pathetic, rhyming back with back

    while i spit wisecracks, and continue to attack

    every other line of yours is about touching a kid

    cops search your computer, chances are you'll end up doing a bid

    you arent worthy of me, not even in the same grid

    damn son you need to get laid,

    i speak for everyone here when i say "Davy street is that way"

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted · Edited by Carlos Zambrano

    Zambrano, Zambrano, what are you doing dude?

    I thought you were going to be good at this, you stink more than crude

    I'm 6'2 220 pounds, you can't kidnap me

    I dare you to try, I'll make you weep

    Again, you making up words with no meaning

    till you're 209? I'll believe you if you're dreaming

    You compare yourself more vicious than a racist?

    The way you're rapping, you sound more like a rapist

    Give back that little boy you took last night

    And just go back to your frat night

    You can keep on going and keep spinning the wheel

    But you should know that I'm a brick of steel

    you're so desperate to shine, probably bite your rhymes,

    you'll never be me, never have my shine

    stop whining, every verse all you do is lament

    this is your last chance to repent

    otherwise i'll take you for every cent

    you call yourself a brick of steel?

    i'll make you go a week between meals

    your bill is due, and i'm the collector

    callin me a child molestor?

    nope. try rap professor

    while you stupid like an ENRON investor

    you provoked me, created a tyrant

    now you're embarrassed, face red like a fire hydrant

    so continue hiding behind your computer screen

    while i live out your wildest dreams

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    You try to sound serious and try to sound big

    But to be honest, you're sounding a lot like Tib

    I talk about slippin on butter, you talk about making stacks?

    Stacks of what? All I know is that your mom has a great rack

    Look at your avatar and sig, pick which sport and stop confusing

    Just by that, I know you're messed, some protruding.

    We all know you eat too much cheese and constipated

    But don't make that ruin your game, time to elevate it

    One more thing, how do you rape tracks?

    You're making up words my man, clean your mouth, have a tic-tac

    aww listen to the kid throw another tantrum

    or better yet yet listen to the champ deliver another anthem

    i could kidnap you and hold you for ransom

    but i doubt anyone would pay

    doesnt matter what you say

    my rhymes will take all your hopes away

    damn must suck to be you, averaging 26 posts a day

    your material is weak, only able to write 10 lines

    me? i'll spit until i'm two hundred and nine

    learna lesson now, and dont mess with a certified crook

    because i'll leave you mortified and shook

    so sit back and take this,

    and just face it

    you got no chance, i'm more vicious than any racist

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    on the mic i'm mean and vicious

    damn you got it twisted

    you need to hear one of my sermons

    otherwise im gonna have to crack ya sternum

    my rhymes disgusting like vermon

    internet deathmatches dont concern me

    just like your pathetic rhymes dont burn me

    you talk trash, need to give your mouth a rinse

    im the greatest, who else i need to convince?

    pay you no mind and continue to grind

    i'll leave you in a grave just to get mine

    i rape tracks, break backs and make stacks

    while you ask for slack

    pathetic, you're a charity case

    heres a free lesson, dont run with me if you cant keep pace

    btw tell your mom sorry about the mess on her face

    now run along little kid, before i pull out the mace

    i write verses complex as a plot

    your rhymes stink, they already starting to rot

    spit 2 more lines while i puff some pot

    look up and you'll see the red dot

    its over, i just delivered the lyrical headshot

    CDC Latenight Lounge

    in White Noise

    Posted

    lets compare and contrast

    you speak slow, i spit fast

    i drop more knowledge than a library

    paranoid, always wary

    your rhymes as childish as the tooth fairy

    enough fun and games

    i crash through the barricade

    drop the glock and gallus domesticus the grenade

    then sit back in the shade

    and watch you go up in flames

    wanna beat me? you ain't got the heart to

    legendary diss, they callin this Ether part 2

    i visualize my thoughts, then rap it

    destroying emcees is a habit

    kid you need to quit, you cant hack it

    arctic monkeys? nah you looking like MC fa.ggot

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