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elitestriker is a god who commands beyondfootball.com
slash forum; i'll take scantron sheets and rip them through your ear drum
i bring number two pencils when i'm tested
and if i'm fully rested, i'll beat you into the ground until i get fucking arrested
i'm infested
with fucking flows that can't even be messed with
check with
the program and, cut all your bullshit
i break down the regular shit flows that everybody here knows
i combat pussies like Borg until his mind fucking explodes
his lymph nodes
swell up like he's got a mother fucking sore throat
he can't think for himself so he jumps on the glory hunter boat
but he ain't the only one biting styles and talking shit
totalfootball10 you'd better duck and hide, quick.
i won't think twice to hunt down and kill
your philosophy, your ideology, your intellectually stimulated thoughts that form your bullshit theology
mess with me, and you'll be in my next recipe, for pseudo-intellect soup
i dare you to try to rip on me
listen to me, put your dictionary down and just hear me out
i'll cut you more times than the amount of syllables that come out your mouth
i'm from the dirty south
where cats like Melbourne, Tito, and Moby couldn't survive
don't even try to combat the flow that keeps your minds alive
all i hear from you is fake ass words and fallacies
my flow in it's entirety is probably in your library
better yet
my flow is probably in your church as a prophecy
but just when you think its over, it's just begun
i'll fuck a muslim woman five times a day just for fun
under the sun, i kick back and think about the moments
where TJ Hook thought he could rhyme and be a fucking poet
but i'll throw a hook around his rhymes that will boggle his fucking mind
and leave him stranded in the hood where white boys dissapear all the time
the world is mine, and the beezy treal squad is fucking through
i'll leave thizzy niggas in a ditch topped with adouille soup
i'll lead a coup
into the brain of anyone who wants to rival me
i'll leave you smoked out like i just finished all of my broccolli
so if i am percieved as a liar or a traitor
i'll mask my face and skate through life until i'm mentally better

[cigar omar]

I don't know what convinced you to mention my name
Its probably because you know I'm running shit in this game
Every rhyme I spit I'm getting critical acclaim, now lets be honest your shit is sounds real lame
I wont back down we can go pound for pound, rhyme for rhyme
From the first to the twelfth round, compared to me you rap like a mime
You walking a fine line trying to play with mine
You'll go unheard, a nerd going up against me thats absurd
Smack your mouth and leave your speech slurred
This nerd talking about what type of pencil he gone be packing to his test
'Weak rappers like you I quickly digest
How about I have my goons on the corners test you, undress you, molest you
Beat your ass till it turns black and blue
This shit is serious its a no contest, looking like a fag at the San Fransisco love fest   
I ended your man TJs career, he speaking normal English again in fear
Let me make something clear, cats like you love it in the rear
Rapping on BF is my frontier, a pioneer, you can't preserver, Ill make you little hoes disappear, your punishment will be severe
I can see right through your gimmick, all you fake as rappers try to mimic
My my flows are sicker than that of a bulimic, stay in your house
Talking about being from the dirty south, bitch shut your mouth
I'll stomp right through your block its a cake walk
I grew up in a place where the mother fucking devil him self wont make it back
See your a new jack, yellow back, don't loose track
I'm gonna have to go to war with you and any coward
You'll all get overpowered
Take this as a warning, I don't want to see your loved ones in mourning

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The game has changed a lot judging by the calibur of your flow
i'll tell you all you need to know; about what's hood, or what's good
you say i'm walking thin lines, and that you digest rappers
but judging by your size you digest fucking KFC snackers
you need wheat thin crackers, a year long jog and some carrot sticks
running the game is something i do sick, with a flow that isn't the weak 1:2: shit
you pack
i'm running rampant with a pack of wolves that will leave you standing still
take your birth control pill quick becaue my flow is about to rape you
take you up a flight of stairs and break you; lyrically you can't compare
you couldn't take a walk in my shoes
the only cake walk you'll have is during your midnight snack
nigga you're fat, and in my hood we slaughter wac cats with dunlap
syndrome
get it through your head, my words are permanent
your shit is temporary like a 15 year old with a driving permit
i write rhymes and create paths for cats like you to follow
in the game i'm ahead, like what your bitch wanted to swallow
if you want to go to war, i wont hesitate to draw arms and use reasonable deduction
but if you want to draw arms in my yard, bitch get liposuction
you can't function
 and if you can then i'll have to fix that
use baseball bats on all your junctions, and trust me, i ain't new jack
this isn't the city, and i dam sure ain't wesley snipes
you'll be in the hospital concussed after i bash your head with metal pipes
with all my might
my targets are in sight, and if you're in my way i'll have to crush you
i'll slice up your flesh and leave it cooling off on ice cubes
on the contrary, i'd laugh  If i saw people mourning for you
take my flow and multiply it by 0 bitch; that's you
insanity is the name of the fucking game that I play
so next time at least think of some better bullshit to try and say

[TJ Hooker]

Elite trying to rap is laughable, thinking those shitty topics you kick is rappable
my cavity hurt when you come around, you sweet like an apple
you from the dirty south? thats it right thurr, i laugh at you dirty ass cats
bummy ass clothes, knock-off jordans , and dirty ass hats
short ass mothafucka, you be lookin like bobby brown with his wig pushed back
Hook push crack, Hook touched back, Melbourne touched sack, And Elite look Whack
Elite trying to steal my flow, you Loonier than Yukmouth if you think you can steal the show
fingers tips green cause i feel the dough,  Call me Murda Hook cause I kill the most
Bryan Ford, he's just Lyin' Lord, he aint put it no work, Hook sharper than a Vikin' Sword
this fool need to clean up, his hair look like he just touched a Lightning Cord
ha haaaa yeah Elite wit weird ass Afro,Hook dictator like Castro, Melbourne the Fatso, Hook with the Rap Flow
This should be an English class how i use my bars Parallel, I got an Aston Martin, Elite rolls in a Caravel
Thinkin he black when his skins Caramel,  I put a taco on a string, and he was runnin around in circles like a Carousel
Dirty south rappers these days is rare to sell, .22 at mr.ford's dome, it's his bus fare to hell,
Melbourne a dumb ass for thinkin that my man elite got a mole ,
its an amp beam on his face from Hook, in a couple seconds itll be a bullet hole,
What jewels you got Bryan? I got 8 thou wow on my neck and i wanna compare change
my diamonds shine bright like the wings of an airplane, I wear chains and you wear Wayne (haha HOMO)
elite? Please. you at the bottom like Reece, I got designers he still rockin fleece, elites like my little niece,
keep it green like peas, stab you wit a rusty knife full of disease, it will spread bacteria through your arteries
and ultimately make your heart freeze, I can talk like you too, all fake and shit, i can't even Phathom, B
After this you learned your bunk, and got a free lesson in Anatomy,
now go back to the club football section and talk about which player you wanna blow on the LA GALAXY

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melbourne step up to the plate to battle, don't dwell on what you're going to say
as i wait, i have to deal with clowns from the bay
you're not worth my time, you'll get a bar and a half
stay in your place hook, your last rap was complete trash  :thumbsup:

[TJ Hooker]

choke choke choke..... damn aint the first time you heard that one though huh elite
but damn homie you got it bad

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This isn't between me and you, you don't factor into this equation. I killed you with 5 lines.  Using my government name and shit; please, do ride somewhere else.

[manutd.]

Haha melbourne keep it real man!  :cheers:

[oLi]

tj hook who do you think you are
rappin against elite you wont get far
elite vs mel was lookin kinda swell, who was gon win kinda hard to tell
then i felt a a terrible smell, signed tj hook smelliest kid in the yearbook

peace to ma nig moby i feel you homie  :cheers:

[TJ Hooker]

This isn't between me and you, you don't factor into this equation. I killed you with 5 lines.  Using my government name and shit; please, do ride somewhere else.

With what 5 lines cutty? I think you forgot to write them down in this thread, cause I aint seen shit??
Using your goverment name, and your whole swag. What you got on Hook?? Nothin' Cutty
How ya ridin? how ya livin? it aint look Hook bluh i guarantee. Bodied. New orleans? Bodied.
Slidell? Bodied. Your damn Swag? Bodied.

Scream at me

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get out homie, you're done.

[TJ Hooker]

haha yeeeee thats right no response, BODIED fool BODIED.
On another level, you right i will take a step back, and let you get back to your toilet-bowl material
Melbourne murdered you, and Hook deaded yo ass .
the Dirty south just got a little dirtier.

Hook-out

hhaahhhahahahahahhhaha fool's garbage kid