You must Rhyme all of the Time!

[OldSchool]

I like it how everyone decides to pick on me,
lets look at the odds, 1 vs 3?
It dosent seem fair, but I dont care,
I'll grab you by your hair and drag you to my lair.
I start to attack you like a wild bear,
I slice at your skin making it tear.
You begging for your life you think I care?
I'll suffocate your ass and leave you with no air.
You think my rhymes are morbid, you damn right they are,
all this childish rapping drove me this far.
I tell it like it is, and what will happin,
if you keep talking shit to me through rappin.

Dont like it wicked? I understand,
talking of killing with my bare hands.
It can make you wonder, and even think,
"Is this driving OldSchool to the brink?"
Truth be told, im just having fun,
its my style of rapping, even though its been done.
Dont like my rhymes? Fine dont listen,
still wannna fight, i'll grant your wish then.
Sokar your rhymes should come from the heart,
give them more matter with less art.
And Gustave you may have good in the past,
but your current rhymes arent even worthy to kiss my ass.
Both of you, freshin up your act,
and come back to me when your ready to rap.

[Seifer_Almasy]

I think Oldschool is hell bent on becoming the #1 rapper now ...

[OldSchool]

I've always been the best rapper around here,
my rhymes make you quiver with a sense of fear.
When competing with me you better not relax,
cause im sneaking up behind you with my twisted axe.

[Seifer_Almasy]

Shut up Oldschool, you're not the best,
I think you are, below the rest,
Now when it comes to ego,
You rule all,
you make everyone look appalled.

Gus is back and he spittin' out rhymes,
He look's like new, but he's from old times,
He's eatin' up Oldy with his killer raps,
He's attackin' from the back with his assassin attacks.

[OldSchool]

Like I said, three on one,
tag teaming on me dont seem that fun.
Im getting clostrophobic with all of you on me,
lets take a step back, and remember to breath.
If you persist to diss, you better pack heat,
cause this serial killer wont take all your beef.
Ever seen a dead body? Check my backyard,
Wanna see more? There's the trunk of my car.
Those are all the bitches who tried to mess with me,
they end up dead, and eventually rotting.
Smell that boys? Isnt it great?
messing with me is messing with fate.
The smell of the decay arouses my senses,
these thoughts of anger eventually condenses.
And thats when I strike, ever so quiet,
this unseen killer about to start a riot.

[Seifer_Almasy]

I did not say that I was against you,
Only that I thought that you were not the king,
Sometimes even my rhymes are better,
But only when I get the right lingo,
See right now I am not doing so well,
But I am still better than Sokar and NELL!! Mahahah!

[OldSchool]

Its good to know that your not against me,
but rather a rapping rhyming mercenary?
I'll pay you for you services, do you take food stamps?
Me and you will work together through all of these rants.
Sokar and Gustave, thats pretty sad,
why would God let this turn out so bad?
You guys couldnt rap to save your lives,
but keep on trying while I sharpen my knives.
Anyone whose with me gets one of these,
we'll all take turns stabbing and watching them bleed.
If I were you guys, i'd beg for forgiveness,
insulting OldSchool is bad, but never diss Ness.

[Seifer_Almasy]

::Thinks in head::

Would it be a good idea to join Oldschool?
Maybe he will start to think I'm cool,
Maybe he'll let me swim in his pool,
But maybe he'll turn and run away,
And use his magic to turn me into clay,
But what if I were willing to pay,
In cents and bills and maybe even sex,
I hope he will even forget his ex,
Now what was the first question I asked?
Well, seems I have forgotten, so I will have to pass.

[Sektor]

When it comes to rappin i'm the illest
fillin your desire for rap to the fullest.
You all think your nice cause you rap about Old
ya all need to quit with that or i'll make you fold.

Hey all you guys can really rap
sike I shouldn't even waste my time with this crap.
You guys are nothin i'll smoke you all just for fun
'cause I won't ever give up so yall need to run.

Maybe one of you guys will be number one
But that can't happen now man 'cause I ain't done.
So you all need to step off before you get knocked back
as I come to your chest like a heart attack.

[Seifer_Almasy]

Sektor, you can't rhyme worth a nickel,
You don't get paid with money,
You get paid with pickles,
Some might say your sweet like honey,
But all I got to say is "GODZILLA IS COMING!"[/

[Gustave]

I'm not against anyone, never cared that much
You'r afraid of me, you quiver at my touch
It's humorous rappin your ass back to school
Slap you silly and put you on the dunce stool
I'll rap till the end but for fun not for fights
It's illegal to kill you, damn that Bill of Rights
The contest was over before it begun
Your still a squire and im the damn shogun
It's a rappin brawl without an end
But i'll give you a chance for your wounds to mend
This willl in end in time but it is you who will bend

[Prince of Lemuria]

Oldy, I'm with you, give me a knife.
Those two'll be prayin' for their life!
This guy, Gustave, I'll smash his head.
We're the team that ev'ryone dreads!

[Seifer_Almasy]

Piers, you don't know what you're talkin' about,
You have no clue what your talking about,
You're acting like your king of the world,
But I already told you once, son,
You don't even come close to Big Pun,
You're just teamin' with Oldschool to boost your stats,
I just want to get up and hit you with a bat,
A ruler ::pause:: or maybe even a cat,
You got no skills with your 4 lined rhymes,
I've said it before ... YOU'RE BEHIND THE TIMES!!!

[Sokar468]

You all bitches have no worthy style, it's bile
I just sit here, mocking you with a smile.
I'll leave your bodies dead, all dumped in a pile;
I'm a digital watch, you're just a sun-dial.
It's not even worthwhile to compile
Rhymes to break the knees of a rap child;
Ya, you suckers need to grow up and clear the aisle,
Sokar's walkin' through; he ain't stoppin' for the vile.

[Seifer_Almasy]

Sokar, I like you and all, but take a brake,
Your too old to be rapping,
You need to go swim in a lake,
To cool down, get wet, and cleanse the smell,
Maybe even go throw a penny into a well,
Wish for more skill, betters words, or just a new brain,
'Cause your raps are way too lame.