Choose A Weapon Cypher

[Chicago]

Put that sock round my fist so my knuckle the weapon
5 finger Cago got the answers like ud asked a question

Speaker

-!$Chicago$!

[Chicago]

Put that sock round my fist so my knuckle the weapon
5 finger Cago got the answers like ud asked a question

Speaker

-!$Chicago$!

[- Mutual -]

punch U in da head push you in to da speaker
kick'em in da ribs so make sure ya weaker

Mic

[daTruth]

all i need is one mic smash ya in da head twice
put it down ya mouth pipe remind you of a dick rite


jam it down ya throat quick make you lose ya breath quick
usin a mic makes no sense but ta kill is priceless

your choice

[- Mutual -]

a pillow

smuther you to death wit a pillow
bury you deep under the willow

tree tryna be me tryna ba a G
i kick ya in da head ya dead see

Tap

[MadKNiFe]

knock, knock - a drip follows, and another one next
pick up your head and twist ur legs 'round ur neck
fit a tap in your throat, turn it up when i want u to explode
end up with the rod in ur guts - the evidence thus corrode(d)

NEXT: BAGPIPE

[- Mutual -]

sweet sound to be listened to
take out the bagpipes cover'em wit holy water and christan you

as i ht you over the head it be fates decision
was this ment to be hates collision

Shoe

[MadKNiFe]

You dint state a weapon - I'ma go on Shoe anyways

Your face mashed up together, you ma' feel like u're in a tight bin
Look up, bitch, it's my foot in your face, repeatin a stunt of tai-chi
Pray it ain't my timbaland, shit! cuz the blood ma be paintin ya face
Lucky you, it's my vans - i'ma do a last stance, leave u face rearranged as a maze

NEXT: Fishbone

[- Mutual -]

the fish bone right in ya memory disgrace
you are a felony face it to me u r haste shit

tellin me race it why ya gonna pace it
back n trace spit to the owner now take this

RPG

[- Mutual -]

the RPG blow ya up cause ya-not-me
i kill flawlessly appauling see
who can can stand this shit up to me
as i kill i rupture-spleens

Soap

[precise]

u just got outa the shower.. tryna wrap the towel round ur head havin turban-troubles
then i BURST-IN-SUBTLE, shove the soap down yer throat leavin ya burpin-bubbles
then shortly after ill leave quick-n-snatch-ya-bread
greasin the ground with bodywash, so ya slip-n-smash-ya-head


lawnmower

[MadKNiFe]

Place ya head on the grass, let me run the mower on it
Create a pathway on your head, make the crowd hover and hit
Till the blood bleeds outta where your blood is
Next, smash the mower in your face cuz u've been a burden field

[MadKNiFe]

NEXT: Bucket

[- Mutual -]

anything that moves he wants to fuck-it
smashed him over da head wit diss bucket

he got up he thought i was gone
i came right back wit my mac on

[- Mutual -]

Toungue