1. quasimoto - 'microphone mathmatics' (+3)
2. necro - 'underground' (+3)
3. MED - 'associates' (+2)
4. mf doom - 'change the beat' (-2)
5. peanut butter wolf - 'currents' (-1)
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runnin on tough times and nothin but fumes
fuckin with guns, nines and a bunch of ludes
im crude like oil, that shall be my only defense
if its not enough tell me, fuck your phony content
they want to know my intent, that is, why i did it
my motive, rap is, the lines that kill it
or at least the good stuff, im not concerned with the weak shit
if it dont come across right to your ears then sit down and read it
feed it, to your brain like carrots are mind food
i might snooze if its boring, can you blame me? im a stu-
-nod, nodding off like i sniffed two blows
lack of manners, get slapped, i dont tolerate rude hoes
get two bones and bang em together
like 2001, my hands hold death bro, crank the lever
send electrons thru your frame start shockin
your left arm jerks impulsively and hearts stoppin
its been arrested like officer omalley on teh case
and you get bitch slapped like sally was your name
the irish had their monopoly but it ended
like park place, the scarred face cant be mended
sugeons in rubber and plastic with skin grafts
get back to where you once belonged, ill rip that
beats by the beatles and samples from the animals
house where the sun rises, you know where my gun hides in
the stash box, special built into my jalopy
cut this guy off, the beer he spilt it all sloppy
we cant have that, hell make a fool from us
and the shames not imaginary like snuffulupagus  
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underwater - youre gonna need a scuba mask
cause youre goin where im throwin ya in a hurry and im moving fast
im in plain sight, standin on grand with a bag of bones
wrapped in a flag, after you bashed with stones
in teh des plained you go, swim with teh fishes
tho the shits mad polluted and little lives in it
wildlifes killed off by the filthy water
bodies get tossed by sickening marauders
ramble at night, conducting burials at sea
bloated up corpses that tear at their seems
they get slashed up to let out the oxygen
grusome practices that get the weak hearted vomiting
over time, water will detoriate
bodies like acid and its never too late
check it, you runnin with the motherfuckin devil
not van halen, its sam hain, youre dead!
you should pull your old bodies from their earthen graves
dont complain that it stinks cause on teh first place
you should have handled your business plannin for the future
and if you think it wont be found man, your foolish
detoriation of the ground could cause bones to be exposed
and cause cold cases to be reopened
if you dont cut up their bellys they could later pop up
and end up in a gun fight with the cops and get shot up!
the river that runs thru my backyard
eats away teh shit quick and turns flesh fast to lard
plus it carries the shit downstream
teh police looked for the killer but they never found me
it all amounts to a missing persons report
no killers, no victims, no prints to be lifted
no clues, no evidence, no court no sentance
i dont take chances with gravesites, no way guy

crime scene on the case with an unidenfitiable floater
headless and limbless, defenseless kids with
leeches all over their frame and the bloods all gone
no ID, removed all teeth and tounge with tongs
ice cold water baths, skin more pale then a ghost
crustier then undies and old stale toast
drag them bitches in the river
fuck a grave digger, throw em off the bridge first
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woke up early with a blazing headache
im nasty and surly and a flaming headcase
they tell me i need help, but i disagree
althought i often need to be restrained by a team
of white coated individuals that are paid to do so
my name is rude bro, and my frame moves slow
becuase its heavy as a ton, or a couple or three
just so you die slow you get bust in the knees
the rust colored leaves are a beauty of nature
i know i owe that loot, can you ruin me later?
not in front my moms, im beggin you nice
later today we can place my legs in a vice
and break em, i understand its a principle
and even more so its really quite typical
you do what you got do, cause ill do the same
and ill tell you to your face that 'you the man'
then behind your back dog you like a mutt
take your rep in a blender, slice and cut
you dont like it but...well, you dislike it
i want to do it deeply, its hell to kiss lightly
ill tell you nicely, but only one time
after that i suggest you run for your life
there will be no second warnings, lets get that out now
becuase i put pieces of shit in the out house
get it? that was a allusion to you, bitch
lacerations and contusions to two wrists
ill have two drinks, with two more if youre buyin
refuse and ill wig out and roar like a lion
im not the king of the jungle, just sing and rumble
in my 67 sedan with a trunk big like dumbo
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let me tell you from experience, thats no joke
i never tire and flow more like i was blowin coke
the broken yolk got sopped with old toast
a bit stale? yes. i studied but still failed the test
hail the breasts! they have long sustained man
i only drink milk, not 'silk' or other lame brands
i dont work with soy, dont jerk with this boy
i mean man, scream 'damn!', cause i dont work with toys
im grown now, so treat me like an adult
even tho i need to teeth and might sulk
its a light bulk, and a heavy lightness
they say my flow is deadly but righetous
im ready but unlikely to recieve payment
no place to go, i need a haven to be safe in 
[doom]
[doom]
the wonder is the nineth, cant remember the eighth
the ginzu slits you and severs teh nape
of your neck where your veins stay
where your veins lay, knifes or mics help my brain lace
a beat of samples, need a plan but
i just let it fall into place, i need to clam up
couldnt fix it, just jury rigged it
[doom]
trying to stifle the rhymin but continuing to pour it
out my cake hole, for gods sake bro, limit the torrent
the bit whorin, you stoled all my bandwidth
i dont play that shit, dont act like its magic
its technology, the science of the future
so when it comes, roll with it, be ready like teh rooster
that crows at dawn, thats one bro, the song
is tight but like the bitch that knows the thong
is showing, the track is a teaser
im back and im rearing to go, pass the reefer
havent been high for months, and im achin to be
been so long i thought gods forsaken me
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mix number four yet another out the door
shoot it out the chute and search around for more
records to mix up and sick fuck movie clip cuts
so i can produce another, and another, and another....
oh brother! where art thou? your art is high brow
the type that crowds my brain and causes me to drop my trou
if youre offended by that, avert your gaze
alert the lame, yo -- you know they will be turned away
they will not be accepted, only the tight mic'd ones
with a flow heavier then five light tons
when the boat comes ashore, five longshoremen with caps
and dirty hair wigs full of viruses norton cant
save you from, youll be played undone
and unraveled by the man thats planning fun
the party arranger, who is gay as a blade but
afraid to be named in the list of claims of
made by those that frame your bros
and ask for money where none is deserved
the gun will hurt, but only for a minute
then youll be sent off to holy livin
this is the end, and im tired and burned out
half dead in a grave with worms in my mouth